From Way Back When

From Way Back When

 

I have a hundred books I’ve never read       

And millions of words left unsaid             

I wish I could write a hit song blue and true        

I wish I could just say out loud I love you          

 

And the Jones’s are moving in

The commies are at it again

I believe in God and sin

Oh play that song from way back when

 

I’m way past my prime ain’t life just a crime

It’s easy to ignore my rhyme

Jimmy finally found his shaker of salt

Don’t point any fingers it’s all my damn fault

 

And the Jones’s are moving in

The commies are at it again

I believe in God and sin

Oh play that song from way back when

 

Oh I’m the man standing up for the cause

Pulling the levers controlling Oz

Happy Jack died and put me in ground control

You can have the world I’ll take a righteous soul

 

And the Jones’s are moving in

The commies are at it again

I believe in God and sin

Oh play that song from way back when

 

The sum of the parts makes the creative arts

The man from the band broke a million hearts

Mrs. Jones the devil has got his eyes on you

Keep me a kiss and promise to be forever true

 

If I could have learned to play the guitar

Heaven’s inside baby you’re a star

I’ll whisper these sacred words when we make love

Until then sweet friend you’re who I’m thinking of

 

And the Jones’s are moving in

The commies are at it again

I believe in God and sin

Oh play that song from way back when

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

Skinny Chickens

 Skinny Chickens

 

Skinny chickens are barking at the moon                        

Minnie Mouse is singing badly out of tune                         

On Calvary’s Hill they’re doing Vaudeville                    

Sex is wrong but God knows they love to kill                 

 

Skinny chickens pecking at the grain

If you ain’t got Love life is vain

Skinny chickens quoting Marx

Skinny chickens doing it in the dark

 

Skinny chickens doped up on valium

Pluto and Budha compete with wisdom

Jesus was woke well he can go to hell

Drag Queens make scenes saying nothing is well

 

Skinny chickens pecking at the grain

If you ain’t got Love life is vain

Skinny chickens quoting Marx

Skinny chickens doing it in the dark

 

Skinny chickens demand we all conform

Shine our boots bright and don a uniform

The coming winds of war a hurricane

Skinny chickens say they can feel your pain

 

Skinny chickens pecking at the grain

If you ain’t got Love life is vain

Skinny chickens quoting Marx

Skinny chickens doing it in the dark

 

Skinny chickens went on a rampage at the farm

They beat up Moo Moo the cow but didn’t mean harm

Skinny chickens coming to a theatre near you

Skinny chickens tell me what are you gonna do?

 

Walt’s body’s frozen for some future time

Skinny chickens sing but they hate to rhyme

Skinny chickens wearing painted on jeans

Skinny chickens they will corrupt your teens

 

Skinny chickens pecking at the grain

If you ain’t got Love life is vain

Skinny chickens quoting Marx

Skinny chickens doing it in the dark

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

West Virginia Green

 West Virginia Green

 

When the southern wind fails the sails grow soft            

On the high trails to heaven I became lost                      

Caught in the crazy maze of manic haze                 

I could only dream of some better days                  

 

Swallow me up West Virginia green

If you’ve been you know what I mean

Love is the finest thing I’ve ever seen

Swallow me up West Virginia green

 

On the merry-go-round and the Feris wheel

Sometimes these profound illusions seem like real

You can’t play your cards if they never deal

In comes the devil for a soul to steal

 

Swallow me up West Virginia green

If you’ve been you know what I mean

Love is the finest thing I’ve ever seen

Swallow me up West Virginia green

 

I was going to be somebody go real far

If I had an acoustic guitar I’d be a folk star

The lesson of manic depression came true

Waking up in Graystone dorm sixty-two

 

Sugar Mountain crumbled tasting like salt

I paid the piper but it wasn’t my fault

My life was over at twenty years old

But the fires of hell never did grow cold

 

Swallow me up West Virginia green

If you’ve been you know what I mean

Love is the finest thing I’ve ever seen

Swallow me up West Virginia green

 

Oh sing me a love song tender and sweet

Come and make love to me could I be complete?

The mad man on the corner once that was me

Visions of glory I wish you could see

 

Swallow me up West Virginia green

If you’ve been you know what I mean

Love is the finest thing I’ve ever seen

Swallow me up West Virginia green

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

A Woodstock Refugee

 A Woodstock Refugee

 

Hitchhiked the golden highway to a faraway time

Moving grooving to the beat of a radical rhyme

We could have changed the world our love was strong

Oh hold on my darling it won’t be very long

 

I am a Woodstock refugee yearning to be free

A Woodstock refugee music is turning the key

I am a Woodstock refugee yearning to be free

A Woodstock refugee hope is burning in me

 

Our heart was the art we know our part deep in our soul

Peace Love and Understanding they were our unwavering goal

Against ground control we all revolted

Stay in line bow to the divine we were insulted

 

I am a Woodstock refugee yearning to be free

A Woodstock refugee music is turning the key

I am a Woodstock refugee yearning to be free

A Woodstock refugee hope is burning in me

 

We look at our children’s children with a deep blue sigh

We laugh at the evening news we know it’s all a lie

Echoing in the night in fright they cry

Try as they might they’ll never tell you the reason why

 

I am a Woodstock refugee yearning to be free

A Woodstock refugee music is turning the key

I am a Woodstock refugee yearning to be free

A Woodstock refugee hope is burning in me

 

Sylvia is perishing lamenting in the long goodbye

Love is eternal dreams can never die

The tomb is empty Oh yes Lord I believe

Reap what you sow as you give receive

 

Today humble poets are seeking as they create

Our leaders stumble speaking their wicked words of hate

Shatter the chains lets move to better days

Confessing our faith we’re baptized in a Purple Haze

 

I am a Woodstock refugee yearning to be free

A Woodstock refugee music is turning the key

I am a Woodstock refugee yearning to be free

A Woodstock refugee hope is burning in me

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

Love Me Like I Love You

 Love Me Like I Love You

 

You can be really sweet when you’re in the mood                 

And yeah most of the times are really good                           

But sometimes I know the crimes of your heart                      

Honey I wonder when we’re apart                          

 

I want you to love me like I love you

In every way on every day

I want you to love me like I love you

Stand by me be my lover true

I want you to love me like I love you

 

I heard the rumors I don’t think they’re a lie

I heard the rumors and it made me cry

You’ve been cheating I gotta wonder why

Ain’t I woman enough I sure try

 

I want you to love me like I love you

In every way on every day

I want you to love me like I love you

Stand by me be my lover true

I want you to love me like I love you

 

The play of my life and you’re the starring role

I gave you my heart now come claim the soul

I give you the night now let’s do forever

Love me like I love you let’s be together

 

I want you to love me like I love you

In every way on every day

I want you to love me like I love you

Stand by me be my lover true

I want you to love me like I love you

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

Dreams Come True

Dreams Come True

 

Long ago in troubled times a Korean War              

A man who I would come to know as father           

In black and white photographs a distant smile      

Marching in green uniform grunting survival         

 

Dreams come true but only to the few

Dreams come true what am I to do

Dreams come true I still love you

Dreams come true and baby I’m due

 

Florence and Ted wed young in the land of promise

In years to come I would never see them kiss

Not once to hear the words I love you such sad shame

I was a small child giving myself the blame

 

Dreams come true but only to the few

Dreams come true what am I to do

Dreams come true I still love you

Dreams come true and baby I’m due

 

Rock and Roll fantasy starring Sir Elton John

Banging out Bennie and the Jets so far gone

A freak in a circus show mocked by my peers

In a prison of scorn a dungeon of fears

 

Dreams come true but only to the few

Dreams come true what am I to do

Dreams come true I still love you

Dreams come true and baby I’m due

 

Jimi played now he’s laid with a Stratocaster

See his fingers my mind is racing all the faster

If I had only known I could have been a rock star

All day and all night I’d play electric guitar

 

A cosmic kid lost in a social holocaust

Tormented by the past always counting the cost

I would never surrender I was overcome

A victim of circumstance in God’s kingdom

 

Dreams come true but only to the few

Dreams come true what am I to do

Dreams come true I still love you

Dreams come true and baby I’m due 

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

On LaRue Avenue

 On LaRue Avenue

 

I saw the blind man crossing the street

I heard the hungry child with no food to eat

I knew a homeless woman her roof was the sky

I feared the holy man whose love was a lie

 

On LaRue Avenue they sing the blues

Poor man never stops paying his dues

Welcome to the hood see the clues

On LaRue Avenue they live the blues

 

The Hustle never ends what are friends

A way out no doubt so the dreamer pretends

A scam a plan we’re gonna stick it to the man

Let the whole word burn I don’t give a damn

 

On LaRue Avenue they sing the blues

Poor man never stops paying his dues

Welcome to the hood see the clues

On LaRue Avenue they live the blues

 

Hey brother could you give a little time

I was born with rhythm but I need a rhyme

Meanwhile Pan patriots call home the lost

From this slow-motion commotion holocaust

 

On LaRue Avenue they sing the blues

Poor man never stops paying his dues

Welcome to the hood see the clues

On LaRue Avenue they live the blues

 

Sweet Mother Mary skin black as coal

Revolting against insulting ground control

Our best come to rest by violent means

Over and over like horrid movie scenes

 

Nameless civilians known by numbers alone

Rappers caught in traps let go a gruesome groan

The ghost of gentrification glowing mighty white

I promise that I’ll go down with a fight

 

On LaRue Avenue they sing the blues

Poor man never stops paying his dues

Welcome to the hood see the clues

On LaRue Avenue they live the blues

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS

GREAT BOOK OF SONG LYRICS