Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody’s looking for something
Well I’m running down the road trying to loosen my load,
got a world of trouble on my mind
lookin’ for a lover who won’t blow my cover,
she’s so hard to find
listen
Those windshield wipers slappin’ out a tempo,
Keepin’ perfect rhythm with the song on the radio,
But I got to keep rollin’
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose
Nothin’ don’t mean nothin’ if it ain’t free
I’m free
I’m free
And freedom tastes of reality
I’m free
I’m free
And freedom tastes of reality
ETA: Ninja’d by five seconds!
Free Bird
There’s a nail in the door
And there’s glass on the lawn
Tacks on the floor
And the TV is on
And I always sleep with my guns when you’re gone
What song is it, do you wanna hear??
(from Skynyrd’s album, Gold and Platinum)
Everybody have you heard?
He’s gonna buy me a mockingbird
And if that mockingbird won’t sing
He’s gonna buy me a diamond ring
And if that diamond ring won’t shine
He’s gonna surely break this heart of mine
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there’s a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
When I was young I’d listen to the radio
Waitin’ for my favorite songs
When they played I’d sing along, it made me smile
Radio is a sound salvation
Radio is cleaning up the nation
They say you better listen to the voice of reason
But they don’t give you any choice 'cause they think that it’s treason
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
I dial it in from south of the border
I hear the talking of the dj
Can’t understand just what does he say?
I’m on a Mexican radio
I’m on a Mexican, whoa-oh radio
Well I hear the whistle but I can’t go, I’m gonna
Take her down to Mexico, she said oh no
Guadalajara won’t do
Americano’s got the sleepy eyes, but his body’s still shakin’ like a live wire
Señorita with her eyes on fire, don’t you know
Oh, Mexico, it sounds so sweet, with the sun sinking low
Senorita, I’m in trouble again
And I can’t get free (senorita)
You’re exactly what the doctor ordered
Come and talk to me
Doctor, doctor, give me the news
I’ve got a bad case of loving you
She call the doctor, woke 'im up
And said “Doctor, ain’t there nothin’ I can take?”
I said “Doctor, to relieve this belly ache”
Doctor, my eyes have seen the years
And the slow parade of fears without crying
Now I want to understand