You grew up ridin’ the subways, running with people,
Up in Harlem, down on Broadway.
You’re no tramp, but you’re no lady,
Talkin’ that street talk,
You’re the heart and soul of New York City.
Two floors above the butcher
First door on the right
Life filled to the brim
As I stood by my window
And looked out on those
Brooklyn Roads
They held a concert out in Brooklyn
To watch the island bridges blow
They turned our power down
And drove us underground
But we went right on with the show
Islands in the stream
That is what we are
No one inbetween
How can we be wrong
Sail away with me
To another world
And we rely on each other ah-ha
From one lover to another ah-ha
I’m sailing away,
Set an open course for the virgin sea.
I’ve got to be free,
Free to face the life that’s ahead of me.
On board I’m the captain, so climb aboard,
We’ll search for tomorrow, on every shore.
And I’ll try–oh Lord I’ll try–to carry on…
*"What song is it you wanna hear?..
Frrreeebird!!!
I heard it that time!"*
Down at the bottom of that dirty ol’ river
Down where the reeds and the catfish play
There lies a dream as soft as the water
There lies a bluebird that’s flown away
For just a skyline pigeon,
Dreaming of the open,
Waiting for the day–
That he can spread his wings,
And fly away again.
What a beautiful thought
Concerning a great speckled bird
Remember her name is recorded
On the pages of God’s holy word…
Oh, what a beautiful mornin’
Oh, what a beautiful day
I’ve got a beautiful feeling
Everything’s going my way
Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I heard,
Was a song outside my window, and the traffic wrote the words.
It came a-reeling up like Christmas bells and rapping up like pipes and drums–
Oh, won’t you stay,
We’ll put on the day,
And we’ll wear it 'till the night comes.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
You were famous, your heart was a legend
You told me again, you preferred handsome men
But for me you would make an exception
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty
You fixed yourself, you said “Well never mind
We are ugly but we have the music”
I heat up (I heat up)
I cool down (I cool down)
When something gets in my way I go round it.
Don’t let life get me down
Gonna take life the way that I found it.
I got the music in me
I got the music in me
I got the music in me
I got rhythm
I got music
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
Oh, my music makes you dance
And gives your spirit to take a chance
And I wrote some rock ‘n’ roll so you can move
Music fills your heart, well, that’s a real fine place to start
It’s from me, it’s for you
It’s from you, it’s from me
It’s a worldwide symphony
If there’s anything that you want
If there’s anything I can do
Just call on me and I’ll send it along
With love from me to you
Love came down at Christmas
Love, a lovely love divine
Love was born at Christmas
Stars and angels gave the sign
He’s everybody’s token, on everybody’s wall
Blessing all the papers, thanking one and all
Hugging all the babies, kissing all the ladies
Knowing all that you think about from writing on the wall
He’s so divine, his soul shines
Breaks the night, sleep tight
His ever loving face smiles on the whole human race
He says, I’m somebody
He’s got his eye on your soul, his hand on your heart
But I work in his factory
And I curse the life I’m living
And I curse my poverty
And I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be,
Oh, I wish that I could be
Richard Cory.
Take this job and shove it
I ain’t working here no more
My woman done left and took all the reasons
I was working for
You better not try to stand in my way
‘Cause I’m walkin’ out the door
Take this job and shove it
I ain’t working here no more