I’ve seen your picture
Your name in lights above it
This is your big debut
It’s like a dream come true
So won’t you smile for the camera
I know they’re gonna love it.
Peg – Steely Dan
Oh honey, there’ll be no cheering from the crowd
Just two hearts beating out loud
There’ll be no parades, no tv or stage
Only me till your dying day
You don’t have to be a star, baby, to be in my show
You don’t have to be a star, baby, to be in my show
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Says Red Molly, to James, “Well that’s a fine motorbike.
A girl could feel special on any such like.”
Says James, to Red Molly, "My hat’s off to you.
It’s a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952.
I don’t want a pickle
I just want to ride on my motor-cicle
And I don’t want a tickle
I’d rather ride on my motor-cicle
And I don’t want to die
I just want to ride on my motor-cy-cle
I am in love with my little red tricycle
It has pedals
And a seat that has springs
And wheels that have spokes
That don’t speak 'til they’re spoken to
And a little bell that I can ring
See?
See?
Thirty days have Septober
April, June, and no wonder
All the rest have peanut butter
All except my dear grandmother
She had a little red tricycle
Its mine now! Ha ha ha ha ha ha
I don’t want a pickle
I just want to ride on my motor-cicle
And I don’t want a tickle
I’d rather ride on my motor-cicle
And I don’t want to die
I just want to ride on my motor-cy-cle
[Not in play: Kent, this is what is called “recycling.” Look two posts above yours.]
Oops, rolled right over it. Here’s another.
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe
Take a look around you, boy, it’s bound to scare you, boy,
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
Ah, you don’t believe we’re on the eve of destruction.
Eve of Destruction – Barry McGuire
-“BB”-
When I look into your eyes you don’t believe me
I can see it in your eyes you don’t believe
And the face I see before me
Is both sides of a mirror
You really know you’ve got a hold on me
And the face you’re looking into
Is both sides of a window
And any way you look you see through me
(“You Don’t Believe” - The Alan Parsons Project)
Why, tell me why did you not treat me right
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight
I’m looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some we never tell
Why were you so surprised
That you never saw the stranger?
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Strangers in the night exchanging glances
Wondering in the night
What were the chances we’d be sharing love
Before the night was through
Then you smiled and I reached out to you
I could tell you were lonely too
One look, then it all began for you and me
The moment that we touched, I knew that there would be
Two less lonely people in the world
And it’s gonna be fine
Out of all the people in the world
I just can’t believe you’re mine
In my life where everything was wrong
Something finally went right
Now there’s two less lonely people in the world tonight
Just one look
And I knew, knew, knew
That you were my only one
Oh-oh-whoa
I thought I was dreaming
But I was wrong, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, but I’m gonna keep on scheming
'Til I can make you
Make you my own
And I’m gonna make, I’m gonna make you love me
(Yes, I will) ooh (yes, I will)
I’m gonna make you love me
Oh, yes I will, yes I will
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I’d love you to love me
I’m begging you to beg me
Who knows how long I’ve loved you
You know I love you still
Will I wait a lonely lifetime?
If you want me to I will
A heart that longs for you
Two arms that will be true
These things I offer you
For a lifetime