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Head held high

January 31, 2008

Head held high

My mama told me, ever since I was seven,
Hold your head up high.
My parents toldmy ever since I was eleven,
“Hold your head up high.”
They said the answer was to become a dancer,
Hold your head high.
Oh, just like I figured, they’re always disfigured
With their heads up high.

Now I’m older, I’m getting so much bolder
With my head up high
Oh, as I figured, just like I figured
Since your head’s up high, baby.
Oh, just like I figured,
You know, they was disfigured
Hold your head up high.
You know, they says the answer was to become a dancer
Hold your head high, boy.

Ever since I was a baby on my mama’s knee,
Oh, just listened to what everybody told me,
Oh yes I did. But still the answer was to become a dancer,
And hold your head high,
But, just like I figured, they’re always disfigured,
They hold their heads up high, Watch out!

Do the dog! Oh, watch out!

And now I’m older, they say I’m so much bolder
Got your head up high.
Oh, and the answer was, hey, to become a dancer,
Head up high.
Well, but just like I figured, they’re always disfigured
They got their heads up high.
But the answer was, now, boy, to become a dancer
With your head up high

Head up high,
Head up high…

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Hey mr.Rain

January 31, 2008

Hey mr.Rain

Hey Mr. Rain
Ain’t you follow me down

Hey Mr. Rain
Ain’t you follow me down
I’ve been working baby Oh! so hard
Stayin up in the sky

Hey Mr. Rain
Ain’t you follow me down

Hey Mr. Rain
Ain’t you come on down
I’ve been working baby Oh! so hard
Stayin up in the sky

Hey Mr. Rain
Ain’t you going from down
Hey Mr. Rain
Won’t you follow me down
I’ve been working baby Oh! so hard
Stayin up in the sky

Hey Mr. Rain
Won’t you follow me down
Hey Mr. Rain
Ain’t you follow me down

Hey Mr. Rain
Ain’t you follow me down
I’ve been working baby Oh! so hard
Stayin up in the sky

Style it takes

January 31, 2008

Style it takes

You’ve got the money, I’ve got the time
you want your freedom, make your freedom mine
‘Cause I’ve got the style it takes
and money is all that it takes

You’ve got connections and I’ve got the art
you like attention and I like your looks
And I have the style it takes
and you know the people it takes

Why don’t you sit right over there
we’ll do a movie portrait
I’ll turn the camera on
and I won’t even be there
a portrait that moves, you look great I think

I’ll put the Empire State Building on your wall
for 24 hours glowing on your wall
Watch the sun rise above it in your room
wallpaper art, a great view

I’ve got a Brillo box and I say it’s art
it’s the same one you can buy at any supermarket
‘Cause I’ve got the style it takes
and you’ve got the people it takes

This is a rock group called The Velvet Underground
I show movies on them, do you like their sound
‘Cause they have a style that grates
and I have art to make

Let’s do a movie here next week
We don’t have sound but you’re so great
you don’t have to speak

You’ve got the style it takes, kiss
you’ve got the style it takes, eat
You’ve got the style it takes, couch
you’ve got the style it takes, kiss

Pale blue eyes

January 31, 2008

Pale blue eyes

Sometimes I feel so happy,
Sometimes I feel so sad.
Sometimes I feel so happy,
But mostly you just make me mad.
Baby, you just make me mad.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Thought of you as my mountain top,
Thought of you as my peak.
Thought of you as everything,
I’ve had but couldn’t keep.
I’ve had but couldn’t keep.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

If I could make the world as pure and strange as what I see,
I’d put you in the mirror I put in front of me.
I put in front of me.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Skip a life completely, stuff it in a cup.
She said, Money is like us in time
It lies, but can’t stand up.
Down for you is up.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

It was good what we did yesterday,
And I’d do it once again.
The fact that you are married
Only proves you’re my best friend.
But it’s truly, truly a sin.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.
Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

I’m sticking with you

January 31, 2008

I’m sticking with you

I’m sticking with you
‘Cos I’m made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I’m gonna do too

You held up a stagecoach in the rain
And I’m doing the same
So you’re hanging from a tree
And I made believe it was me

I’m sticking with you
‘Cos I’m made out of glue
Anything that you might do
I’m gonna do too

There’re people going into the stratosphere
Soldiers fighting with the Cong
But with you by my side I can do anything
When we swing, babe, we hang past right and wrong

I’ll do anything for you
Anything you want me too
I’ll do anything for you
Oohoh I’m sticking with you
Oohoh I’m sticking with you
Oohoh I’m sticking with you

Jesus

January 31, 2008

Jesus

Jesus, help me find my proper place.
Jesus, help me find my proper place.
Help me in my weakness,
‘Cause I’ve fallen out of grace.

Jesus, Jesus

Jesus, help me find my proper place.
Jesus, help me find my proper place.
Help me in my weakness,
‘Cause I’ve fallen out of grace.

Jesus, Jesus

Jesus, help me find my proper place.
Jesus, help me find my proper place.
Help me in my weakness,
‘Cause I’ve fallen out of grace.

Jesus, Jesus.

Ride into the sun

January 31, 2008

Ride into the sun

Looking for another place
Somewhere else to be
Looking for another chance
To ride into the sun

Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun
Ride into the sun

Where everything seems so pretty
When you’re lonely and tired of the city
Remember it’s a flower made out of clay

To the city
Where everything seems so ugly
When your sitting at home in self pitty
Remember you’re just one more person
Who’s living there

It’s hard to live in the city
It’s hard to live in the city
It’s hard to live in the city

The ocean

January 31, 2008

The ocean

Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Dawn by the sea

birthes a hollow hair
Part of a figure head
It nearly drive me crazy
I am a lazy son
My death would get things done
Mostly they ho-ho-ho

But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been

Down by the sea, down by the sea
Down by the sea, down by the sea

Here comes the ocean and the waves
Down by the shore
Here comes the ocean and the waves
Dawn by the sea

Insects are evil thoughts
Fought off by selfish men
It nearly drives me crazy
I am a lazy son
I never get things done
Mostly they ho-ho-holler

But here comes the waves
Down by the shore
Washing the eye of the land
That has been

Dawn by the sea, …

Here comes,…

What goes on

January 31, 2008

What goes on

What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down.
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am upside down.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright.
I’m going up, and I’m going down.
I’m going from side to side.
See the bells, up in the sky,
Somebody’s cut their string in two.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright.
One minute born, one minute doomed,
One minute up, one minute down.
What goes on in your mind?
I think that I am falling down.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will work alright.
Baby, be good, do what you should, you know it will be alright.

Lady Godiva’s operation

January 31, 2008

Lady Godiva’s operation

Lady Godiva here dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another curly haired boy, just another toy
Sick with silence she weps sincerely
saying word that have oh so clearly been said
so long ago
Draperies wrapped gently ’round her shoulder
Life has made her that much bolder now
that she’s found out how
Dressed in silk, latin lace and envy
Pride and joy of the latest penny faire
pretty passing care
Hair today now dipped in the water
Making love to every poor daughter’s son
isn’t it fun
Now today propping grace with envy
Lady Godiva peers to see if anyone’s there
and hasn’t a care
Doctor is coming the nurse thinks SWEETLY
Turning on the machines that NEATLY pump air
the body lies bare
Shaved and hairless what once was SCREAMING
now lies silent and almost SLEEPING
the brain must have gone away
Straped securly to the white table
ether caused the body to wither and writhe
underneath the white light
Doctor arrives with knife and baggage
sees the growth as just so much cabbage
that now
must be cut away
Now come the moment of Great! Great! Decision!
The doctor is making his first incision
One goes here–one goes there
The ether tube’s leaking says someone who’s sloppy
the patient it seems is not so well sleeping
The screams echo up the hall
Don’t panic someone give him pentathol instantly
Doctor removes his blade
cagily slow from the brain
By my count of ten–
the head won’t move