Oh the naughty lady of Shady Lane has the town in a whirl
The naughty lady of Shady Lane me oh my oh what a girl
It takes a scamp, a camp, and a bit of a tramp
It takes a V-A-M-P
Vamp
Whatever Lola wants
Lola gets
And little man,
Little Lola wants you
Make up your mind
To have
No regrets
Recline yourself
Resign yourself
You’re through
I always get what I aim for
And your heart and soul
Is what I came for
Her name is Lola, she was a showgirl
But that was thirty years ago, when they used to have a show
Now it’s a disco, but not for Lola
Still in dress she used to wear
Faded feathers in her hair
She sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blind
She lost her youth and she lost her Tony
Now she’s lost her mind
*The storm has ripped the shelter
Of illusion from our brow
This power is no mystery to us now. *
If you’re livin’ for the moment
Don’t stop, and celebrate the feelin’
Go up, if you’re livin’ for the moment
Don’t stop, 'cause I break those ceilings
Go up (Fuego)
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now
Look around
We’re made for now
Not tomorrow
Made for now (uno)
Look around (dos, tres)
We’re made for now (fuego)
Don’t stop believin’,
Hold on to that feelin’,
Streetlight people.
Don’t stop believin,’
Hold on,
Streetlight people…
He stinks so bad his stones been chokin’
Weepin’ greenish drops
In the room with the iron maiden
And the torture never stops, torture
Torture never stops
Torture never stops, torture
Torture never stops
My little Cherokee maiden, I love her so
And though we’re far apart
I know I’ll never be tradin’ my love for her
For anybody else’s heart
Now the moon shines tonight on pretty Red Wing,
The breeze is sighing, the night bird’s crying,
For afar 'neath his star her brave is sleeping,
While Red Wing’s weeping her heart away.
Gather round me people, and a story I will tell
About a brave young Indian you should remember well
From the tribe of Pima Indians, a proud and a peaceful band
They farmed the Phoenix valley in Arizona land
On the shores of Gitche Gumee,
Of the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood Nokomis, the old woman,
Pointing with her finger westward,
O’er the water pointing westward,
To the purple clouds of sunset.
Kaw-liga
Kaw-liga, was a wooden Indian standing by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store…
The governments now want the Navaho land
that of the Inuit and the Cheyenne
It’s here and it’s now you can help us dear man
Now that the buffalo’s gone.
My father married a pure Cherokee
My mother’s people were ashamed of me
The Indians said I was white by law
The White Man always called me “Indian Squaw”
Half-breed, that’s all I ever heard
Half-breed, how I learned to hate the word
Half-breed, she’s no good they warned
Both sides were against me since the day I was born
Northampton General, 1994
Mixed race baby born
Christmas well a week before
Mum’s 16, family’s poor
Family’s all she needs
How they gonna show her the door?
Baby father’s mum, any room at the inn?
Military road open doors welcome in
Charlotte’s born, mum’s 17
Search for Rhys, where’s he been?
I see you get that support check in the mail
Ya open it and you’re like “What the Hell?”
You say, “This ain’t even half of Daycare”
Sayin’ to yourself “This here ain’t fair”
And all my girls who don’t get no help
Who gotta do everything by yourself
Remember,“What don’t kill you can only make you stronger”
My baby mama
In those silent happy seconds,
That surround the sound of this event,
A parent smile is made in moments,
They have made for you a friend.
And all you ever learned from them,
Until you grew much older,
Did not compare with when they said,
This is your brand new brother…
The first, the oldest and the best
Smarter, quicker than the rest
Your little sister’s just a girl
So you can kick her from your world
You push your baby brother down
And grind his face into the ground
They do what you want them to
Because those two look up to you
What… what are families for?
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