Lyrical Response

[WhoTom]

I've been working from seven, seven, seven to eleven every night
It kinda makes my life a drag, a drag, drag
Ah, yeah, it makes a drag
Baby, since I've been loving you
I'm about to lose
I'm about to lose, my worried mind

 

[Rob's House]

Y'all gon' make me lose my mind

up in here, up in here 
Y'all gon' make me go all out

up in here, up in here 
Y'all gon' make me act a fool

up in here, up in here 
Y'all gon' make me lose my cool

up in here, up in here

[Gray Beard]

Everybody plays the fool sometime
There's no exception to the rule
Listen, baby, it may be factual, may be cruel
I ain't lyin', everybody plays the fool

Falling in love is such an easy thing to do
And there's no guarantee that the one you love
Is gonna love you

[Bill from NYC]

Went to see the captain, strangest I could find

Laid my proposition down, laid it on the line

I won't slave for beggars pay, likewise gold and jewels

But I would slave to learn the way to sink your ship of fools

 

Ship of fools, on a cruel sea

Ship of fools, sail away from me

It was later than I thought, when I first believed you

Now I cannot share your laughter, ship of fools

 

[WhoTom]

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'

 

[SinceThe70s]

I got my first real six-string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it 'til my fingers bled
Was the summer of '69

[Gray Beard]

Operator, well let's forget about this call
There's no one there I really wanted to talk to
Thank you for your time, ah, you've been so much more than kind
And you can keep the dime

[SinceThe70s]

I found a pay phone and it's busted
(Another broken hearted fool)
But still I pick up the receiver
(My lips are touching someone's drool)

 

Please make this worth it
You're all I'm thinking of today
I know you're worth it, just talk to me, please talk to me

 

I hardly know you
Is it too late to even try
I want to know you
Another twenty cent goodbye

[WhoTom]

I call you on the telephone
My voice too rough from cigarettes
I sometimes feel I should just go home
But I'm dealing with a memory that never forgets

 

[Gray Beard]

Countin' flowers on the wall
That don't bother me at all
Playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' Captain Kangaroo
Now don't tell me I've nothin' to do

[Bill from NYC]

Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in,

Nothing to say but what a day how's your boy been?

Nothing to do it's up to you,

I've got nothing to say but it's OK,

Good morning good morning.

[WhoTom]

This here's a story about Billy Joe and Bobbie Sue
Two young lovers with nothin' better to do
Than sit around the house, get high, and watch the tube
Here's what happened when they decided to cut loose

 

[Gray Beard]

Tonight I gotta cut loose, footloose
Kick off the Sunday shoes
Please, Louise, pull me off of my knees
Jack, get back, come on before we crack
Lose your blues, everybody cut footloose

[KD in CA]

In the mornin' you go gunnin' for the man who stole your water
And you fire till he is done in but they catch you at the border
And the mourners are all singin' as they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn't hangin' and they put you on the street

 

You go back, Jack, do it again, wheels turinin' 'round and 'round
You go back, Jack, do it again

 

When you know she's no high climber then you find your only friend
In a room with your two timer, and you're sure you're near the end
Then you love a little wild one, and she brings you only sorrow
All the time you know she's smilin'; you'll be on your knees tomorrow

 

You go back, Jack, do it again, wheels turinin' 'round and 'round
You go back, Jack, do it again

[SinceThe70s]

Oh, yes, you got a fine sister, She warmed my blood from cold,
She brought my blood to boiling hot, To keep you from the Gallows Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole, yeah, yeah
Your brother brought me silver, Your sister warmed my soul,
But now I laugh and pull so hard And see you swinging on the Gallows Pole

[Gray Beard]

Well, they say it's kinda frightnin'
How this younger generation swings
You know it's more than just some new sensation
Well, the kid is into losin' sleep
And he don't come home for half the week
You know it's more than just an aggravation

 

And the cradle will rock
Yes the cradle, cradle will rock

[Bill from NYC]

Quote

 

When you close your eyes and go to sleep

And it's down to the sound of a heartbeat

I can hear the things that you're dreaming about

When you open up your heart and the truth comes out

 

You tell me that you want me

You tell me that you need me

You tell me that you love me

And I know that I'm right cuz I hear it in the night

 

I hear the secrets that you keep

When you're talking in your sleep

 

 

 

 

[PastaJoe]

Hey hey hey
Well, did I tell you before when I was up?
Anxiety was bringing me down
I'm tired of listening to you talking in rhymes
Twisting around to make me think you're straight down the line

 

All you do to me is talk, talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk
All you do to me is talk, talk
Talk, talk, talk, talk
All you do to me is talk, talk

[Gray Beard]

I'm in the dark, I'd like to read his mind
But I'm frightened of the things I might find
Oh, there must be something he's thinking of
To tear him away-a-ay
When I tell him that I'm falling in love
Why does he say-a-ay

Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry

[WhoTom]

If you could read my mind, love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
About a ghost from a wishing well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me
And I will never be set free
As long as I'm a ghost you can see