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I wished I was smarter
I wished I was stronger
I wished I loved Jesus
The way my wife does
I wish it had been easier
Instead of any longer
I wished I could have stood where you would have been proud
But that won't happen now
That won't happen now

There's a whole lot of singing, it's never gonna be heard
Disappearing every day without so much as a word somehow
Think I broke the wings off that little songbird
She's never gonna fly to the top of the world right now
Top of the world

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Levon wears his war wound like a crown
He calls his child Jesus
'Cause he likes the name
And he sends him to the finest school in town

 

Levon, Levon likes his money
He makes a lot, they say
Spends his days counting
In a garage by the motorway

 

He was born a pauper to a pawn on a Christmas Day
When the New York Times said, "God is dead
And the war's begun"
Oh, Alvin Tostig has a son today

 

And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
And he shall be Levon
In tradition with the family plan
And he shall be Levon
And he shall be a good man
He shall be Levon

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I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
I'm beggin' you to beg me
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I'd love you to love me
I'll shine up my old brown shoes
I'll put on a brand new shirt
I'll get home early from work
If you say that you love me
 

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Tonight's the night
It's gonna be alright
'Cause I love you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now

 

Come on angel my hearts on fire
Don't deny your man's desire
You'd be a fool to stop this tide
Spread your wings and let me come inside, 'cause

 

Tonight's the night
It's gonna be alright
'Cause I love you girl
Ain't nobody gonna stop us now

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… You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher

 

… Come on, baby, light my fire
Come on, baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire

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Oh, you look so beautiful tonight
In the city of blinding lights

 

Time, time, time, time, time
Won't leave me as I am
But time won't take the boy out of this man

 

Oh, you look so beautiful tonight
Oh, you look so beautiful tonight
Oh, you look so beautiful tonight
In the city of blinding lights

 

The more you know, the less you feel
Some pray for, others steal
Blessings are not just for the ones who kneel
Luckily

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Scarecrow on a wooden cross blackbird in the barn
Four hundred empty acres that used to be my farm
I grew up like my daddy did my grandpa cleared this land
When I was five I walked the fence while grandpa held my hand

 

Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow
This land fed a nation this land made me proud
And son I'm just sorry theres no legacy for you now
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow
Rain on the scarecrow blood on the plow

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When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man

 

You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing
The blues, ah, ah

 

So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough

 

Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh, I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road

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I'm Uncle Sam,

that's who I am;

Been hidin' out

in a rock and roll band.
Shake the hand

that shook the hand

of P.T. Barnum

and Charlie Chan.
Shine your shoes,

light your fuse.

Can you use

them ol' U.S. Blues?

 

 

 

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If I ever get out of here
Thought of giving it all away
To a registered charity
All I need is a pint a day
If I ever get outta here


All I need is a pint a day
(If we ever get outta here)

Well, the rain exploded with a mighty crash
As we fell into the sun
And the first one said to the second one there
"I hope you're having fun"

 

Band on the run, band on the run
And the jailer man and sailor Sam
Were searching everyone
For the band on the run, band on the run
For the band on the run, band on the run

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So your home town's bringing you down
Are you drowning in the small talk and the chatter?
Are you gonna step into line like your daddy done
Punching the time and climbing life's long ladder?

You've been howling at the moon like a slack-jawed fool
And breaking every rule they can throw on
But one of these days, it's gonna be right soon
You'll find your legs and go and stay gone

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

Well, all the friends that you knew in school
They used to be so cool, now they just bore you
Well, look at 'em now, already pulling the plow
So quick to take to grain, like some old mule

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

Dreaming of the day you're gonna pack your bags
Put the miles away
Oh, just grab your girl and go where no one knows you
What will all the old folks say?

So your home town's bringing you down
Are you drowning in the small talk and the chatter?
Are you gonna step into line like your daddy done
Punching the time and climbing life's long ladder?

You've been howling at the moon like a slack-jawed fool
And breaking every rule they can throw on
But one of these days, it's gonna be right soon
You'll find your legs and go and stay gone

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

Well, all the friends that you knew in school
They used to be so cool, now they just bore you
Well, look at 'em now, already pulling the plow
So quick to take to grain, like some old mule

Young man full of big plans and thinking about tomorrow
Young man gonna make a stand
You beg, steal, you borrow
You beg, you steal, you borrow

Dreaming of the day you're gonna pack your bags
Put the miles away
Oh, just grab your girl and go where no one knows you
What will all the old folks say?

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A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for, is to unlock the door
While those around him criticize and sleep
And through a fractal on a breaking wall
I see you my friend, and touch your face again
Miracles will happen as we trip

 

But we're never gonna survive, unless
We get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive, unless
We are a little crazy

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Magnificent, heavenly the God stay bent
Five Percent Range whippin' soul controller of the lynch
Mackin phone rings, Stephen King trauma down at Danzine
My mood swings, suplexed off the rope, magazine
Coconut jewels, wore no color shoe, knife annual
Moses lost his sandal, hidin the manual

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When you're flying your flags
All my confidence sags
You got me packing my bags
I'll stowaway at sea, yeah
You make me mutiny
Where you are, I won't be
You're gonna be the death of me, yeah

Oh, oh soul survivor, oh oh soul survivor
Soul survivor, soul survivor
It's gonna be the death of me

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I'm gettin' sick of this universe
Ain't gonna get better; it's gonna get worse
And the world's gonna sink with the weight of the human race
Hate and fear in every face
I'm gettin' ready and I've packed my case
If you find somewhere better, can you save my place?

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I never met a girl
Who makes me feel the way that you do (you're alright)
Whenever I'm asked who makes my dreams real
I say that you do (you're outta sight)

So, fee-fi-fo-fum
Look out baby, 'cause here I come

 

And I'm bringing you a love that's true
So get ready, so get ready
I'm gonna try to make you love me too
So get ready, so get ready 'cause here I come
(Get ready 'cause here I come) I'm on my way
(Get ready 'cause here I come)

 

 

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Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Each one she passes goes, "Ah"

When she walks, she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gently
That when she passes
Each one she passes goes, "Ah"

Oh, but he watches her so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her?
Yes, he would give his heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at he

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All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don't you know?
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They're falling down like a domino

 

All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette

 

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
(Whey oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh)
Walk like an Egyptian

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Let me tell you about Ahab the Arab
The sheik of the burning sand
He had emeralds and rubies just drippin' off 'a him
And a ring on every finger of his hand

He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And, every evenin', about midnight
He'd jump on his camel named Clyde, and ride

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You say you want a revolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
You tell me that it's evolution
Well, you know
We all want to change the world
But when you talk about destruction
Don't you know that you can count me out

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She was physically forgotten
Then she slipped into my pocket
With my car keys
She said you've taken me for granted
Because I please you
Wearing these diamonds

And I could say ooh ooh ooh
As if everybody knows
What I'm talking about
As if everybody would know
Exactly what I was talking about
Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes

She makes the sign of a teaspoon
He makes the sign of a wave
The poor boy changes clothes
And puts on after-shave
To compensate for his ordinary shoes

And she said honey take me dancing
But they ended up by sleeping
In a doorway
By the bodegas and the lights on
Upper Broadway
Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes

And I could say ooh ooh ooh
As if everybody here would know
What I was talking about
I mean everybody here would know exactly
What I was talking about
Talking about diamonds

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Do you remember, your President Nixon? 
Do you remember, the bills you have to pay?
Or even yesterday?

 

Have been the un-American? 
Just you and your idol sing falsetto 
'Bout Leather, leather everywhere, and
Not a myth left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor 
In case, just in case of depression? 
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
Blushing at all the Afro-Sheeners


Ain't that close to love?
Well, ain't that poster love?
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll
Her hearts have been broken just like you and

 

All night
All night you want the young American
Young American, young American, you want the young American
All right
You want the young American

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