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#1641

Your mama don’t dance
And your daddy don’t rock and roll
Your mama don’t dance
And your daddy don’t rock and roll
When evening comes around
And it’s time to go to town
Where do you go
To rock and roll

Well, the old folks say
That ya gotta end your date by ten
If you’re out on a date
And you bring it home late it’s a sin
You know there’s no excusin’
You know you’re gonna lose and never win
I’ll play it again

And it’s all because
Your mama don’t dance
And your daddy don’t rock and roll
Your mama don’t dance
And your daddy don’t rock and roll
When evening comes around
And it’s time to go to town
Where do you go
To rock and roll

You pull into a drive-in
And find a place to park
You hop into the backseat
Where you know it’s nice and dark
You’re just about to move in,
Thinkin’ it’s a breeze
There’s a light in your eyes
And then a guy says
“Out of the car, Longhair”
“Louise, you’re comin’ with me
And no more movies”

And it’s all because
Your mama don’t dance
And your daddy don’t rock and roll
Your mama don’t dance
And your daddy don’t rock and roll
When evening comes around
And it’s time to go to town
Where do you go
To rock and roll
Where do you go
To rock and roll
Where do you go
To rock and roll


#1642

*This bloody road remains a mystery.
This sudden darkness fills the air.
What are we waiting for?
Won’t anybody help us?
What are we waiting for?
We can’t afford to be innocent
stand up and face the enemy.
It’s a do or die situation - we will be invincible.
This shattered dream you cannot justify.
We’re gonna scream until we’re satisfied.
What are we running for? We’ve got the right to be angry.
What are we running for when there’s nowhere we can run to anymore?
We can’t afford to be innocent
stand up and face the enemy.
It’s a do or die situation - we will be invincible.
And with the power of conviction there is no sacrifice.
It’s a do or die situation - we will be invincible.

Won’t anybody help us?
What are we running for when there’s nowhere
nowhere we can run to anymore?
We can’t afford to be innocent
stand up and face the enemy.
It’s a do or die situation - we will be invincible.
And with the power of conviction there is no sacrifice.
It’s a do or die situation - we will be invincible.
We can’t afford to be innocent
stand up and face the enemy.
It’s a do or die situation - we will be invincible.
We can’t afford to be innocent
stand up and face the enemy.
It’s a do or die situation - we will be invincible.
*


#1643

*“Revolution 9”

(Bottle of Claret for you if I had realised

Well, do it next time.

I forgot about it, George, I’m sorry.
Will you forgive me?

Yes.)

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number

Then there’s this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants
About the shortage of grain in Hertfordshire
Everyone of them knew that as time went by
They’d get a little bit older and a litter slower but
It’s all the same thing, in this case manufactured by someone who’s always
Umpteen your father’s giving it diddly-i-dee
District was leaving, intended to pay for

Number 9, number 9

Who’s to know?
Who was to know?

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9

I sustained nothing worse than
Also for example
Whatever you’re doing
A business deal falls through
I informed him on the third night
When fortune gives

Number 9, number 9, number 9

People ride, people ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Ride! Ride!

9, number 9, number 9, number 9

I’ve missed all of that
It makes me a few days late
Compared with, like, wow!
And weird stuff like that
Taking our sides sometimes
Floral bark
Rouge doctors have brought this specimen

I have nobody’s short-cuts, aha

9, number 9

With the situation

They are standing still

The plan, the telegram

Ooh ooh

Number 9, number

Ooh

A man without terrors from beard to false
As the headmaster reported to me
My son he really can try as they do to find function
Tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive high
And his eyes were low

Alright!

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9

So the wife called me and we’d better go to see a surgeon
Or whatever to price it
yellow underclothes
So, any road, we went to see the dentist instead
Who gave her a pair of teeth which wasn’t any good at all
So I said I’d marry, join the focking navy and went to sea

In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair
I’m not in the mood for whirling

Um da
Aaah

How?
Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
Birds for birding and fish for fishing
Them for themming and when for whimming

Only to find the night-watchman
Unaware of his presence in the building

Onion soup

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9

Industrial output
Financial imbalance

Thrusting it between his shoulder blades

The Watusi
The twist

Eldorado

Take this brother, may it serve you well

Maybe it’s nothing
Aaah
Maybe it’s nothing
What? What? Oh

Maybe even then
Impervious in London
Could be difficult thing
It’s quick like rush for peace is
Because it’s so much
It was like being naked

If you became naked*


#1644

*I was a highwayman. Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five
But I am still alive.

I was a sailor. I was born upon the tide
And with the sea I did abide.
I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico
I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow
And when the yards broke off they said that I got killed
But I am living still.

I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound
But I am still around…I’ll always be around…and around and around and
around and around

I fly a starship across the Universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I’ll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain
And I’ll be back again, and again and again and again and again… *


#1645

*An old cowboy went ridin out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw
Plowin through the ragged skies and up a cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the riders comin hard and he heard their mournful cries

Yippie I ohhh ohh ohh
Yippie I aye ye ye
Ghost riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred
Their shirts all soaked with sweat
He’s ridin hard to catch that herd
But he ain’t caught em yet
Cause they got to ride forever in that range up in the sky
On horses snortin fire as they ride on hear their cries

As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
'If you wanna save your soul from hell a-ridin on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Tryin to catch the devil’s herd across these endless skies

Yippie I ohhh oh oh
Yippie I aye ye ye
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky
Ghost riders in the sky*


#1646

Kaw-Liga

Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin’ by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store

Kaw-Liga well he just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no

Poor ol’ Kaw-Liga well he never got a kiss
Poor ol’ Kaw-Liga he don’t know what he missed

Is it any wonder that his face is red Kaw-Liga that poor ol’ wooden head
He always wore his Sunday feathers and held a tomahawk
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped someday he’d talk

Kaw-Liga well he stood there as lonely as can be
‘Cause his heart was an ol’ pine knotty tree

Poor ol’ Kaw-Liga well he never got a kiss
Poor ol’ Kaw-Liga he don’t know what he missed

And then one day a wealthy customer bought the Indian maid
He took her oh so far away but ol’ Kaw-Liga stayed
Well he stood there and never let it show so she could never answer yes or no

Poor ol’ Kaw-Liga well he never got a kiss
Poor ol’ Kaw-Liga he don’t know what he missed

Songwriters
ROSE, FRED / WILLIAMS, SR., HAN

Read more: Charley Pride - Kaw-Liga Lyrics | MetroLyrics


#1647

*Got those highway blues, can’t you hear my motor runnin’
Flyin’ down the road with my foot on the floor
All the way in town they can hear me comin’
Ford’s about to drop, she won’t do no more
And I smell my motor burnin’
Underneath the hood is smoke
Can’t stop, and I can’t stop
Got to keep on movin’ or I’ll lose my mind
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway

The highway patrol got his eyes on me
I know what he’s thinkin’ and it ain’t good
I’m movin’ so fast he can barely see me
Gonna lose that man, I know I should
I gotta kick in my pedal
Make my Ford move a little bit faster
Can’t stop, and I can’t stop
Got to keep on movin’ or I’ll lose my mind

Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway *


#1648

We were in the car listening to siriusxm. The dj reiterated many times that it was not his choice to play this. It was a request from Scott. In Albuquerque. New Mexico.

Again…this was a request from Scott. In Albuquerque. New Mexico.

Monty Python – Sit On My Face Lyrics

Sit on my face and tell me that you love me
I’ll sit on your face and tell you I love you, too
I love to hear you oralize
When I’m between your thighs
You blow me away

Sit on my face and let my lips embrace you
I’ll sit on your face and then I’ll love you truly
Life can be fine if we both sixty-nine
If we sit on our faces in all sorts of places
And play, 'til we’re blown away


#1649

We were at a party
His earlobe fell in the deep
Someone reached in and grabbed it
It was a rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster

We were at the beach
Everybody had matching towels
Somebody went under a dock
And there they saw a rock
It wasn’t a rock
It was a rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster

Motion in the ocean
His air hose broke
Lots of trouble
Lots of bubble
He was in a jam
S’in a giant clam
Rock rock
Rock lobster

Down, down

Lobster rock
Lobster rock

Let’s rock!

Boy’s in bikinis
Girls in surfboards
Everybody’s rockin’
Everybody’s fruggin’

Twistin’ ‘round the fire
Havin’ fun
Bakin’ potatoes
Bakin’ in the sun

Put on your noseguard
Put on the Lifeguard
Pass the tanning butter

Here comes a stingray
There goes a manta-ray
In walked a jelly fish
There goes a dog-fish
Chased by a cat-fish
In flew a sea robin
Watch out for that piranha
There goes a narwhal
Here comes a bikini whale!

Rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster
Rock lobster*


#1650

*Good day sunshine, good day sunshine, good day sunshine

I need to laugh and when the sun is out
I’ve got something I can laugh about
I feel good in a special way
I’m in love and it’s a sunny day

Good day sunshine, good day sunshine, good day sunshine

We take a walk, the sun is shining down
Burns my feet as they touch the ground

Good day sunshine, good day sunshine, good day sunshine

Then we’d lie beneath the shady tree
I love her and she’s loving me
She feels good, she knows she’s looking fine
I’m so proud to know that she is mine.

Good day sunshine, good day sunshine, good day sunshine
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine, good day sunshine
Good day sunshine, good day sunshine, good day sunshine
Good day…*


#1651

Whenever life gets you down, Mrs.Brown
And things seem hard or tough
And people are stupid, obnoxious or daft
And you feel that you’ve had quite enough

Just remember that you’re standing on a planet that’s evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour
That’s orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it’s reckoned
A sun that is the source of all our power

The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour
Of the galaxy we call the ‘milky way’

Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars
It’s a hundred thousand light years side to side
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick
But out by us, it’s just three thousand light years wide

We’re thirty thousand light years from galactic central point
We go 'round every two hundred million years
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe

The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, the speed of light, you know
Twelve million miles a minute and that’s the fastest speed there is

So remember, when you’re feeling very small and insecure
How amazingly unlikely is your birth
And pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space
'Cause there’s bugger all down here on Earth


#1652

*in a station in the city a british soldier stood
talking to the people there if the people would
some just stared in hatred, and others turned in pain
and the lonely british soldier wished he was back home again

come join the british army! said the posters in his town
see the world and have your fun, come serve before the crown
the jobs were hard to come by and he could not face the dole
so he took his country’s shilling and enlisted on the roll

for there was no fear of fighting, the empire long was lost
just ten years in the army getting paid for being bossed
then leave a man experienced a man who’s made the grade
a medal and a pension, some mem’ries and a trade

then came the call to ireland as the call had came before
another bl**dy chapter in an endless civil war
the priests they stood on both sides the priests they stood behind
another fight in jesus’s name the blind against the blind

the soldier stood between them, between the whistling stones
and then the broken bottles that led to broken bones
the petrol bombs that burnt his hands the nails that pierced his skin
and now wished that he’d stayed at home surrounded by his kin

the station filled with people the soldier soon was bored
but better in the station than where the people warred
the room filled up with mothers with daughters and with sons
who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun

a yell of fear a screech of brakes the shattering of glss
the window of the station broke to let the package p
ss
a scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door
dragging children crying from the bomb upon the floor

the soldier stood and could not move his gun he could not use
he knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse
he could not run to pick it up and throw it in the street
there were far too many people there, too many running feet

take cover! yelled the soldier, take cover for your lives
and the irishmen threw down their young and stood before their wives
they turned towards the soldier, their eyes alive with fear
for god’s sake save our children or they’ll end their short lives here

the soldier moved towards the bomb his stomach like a stone
why was this his battle god why was he alone
he lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell
to those at home in england to those he loved so well

he saw the sights of summer felt the wind upon his brow
the young girls in the city parks how precious were they now
the soaring of the swallow the beauty of the swan
the music of the turning world so soon would it be gone

a m*ffled soft explosion and the room began to quake
the soldier blown across the floor his blood a crimson lake
they never heard him cry or shout they never heard him moan
and they turned their children’s faces from the blood and from the bones

the crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came
to carry off the body of a p*wn lost to the game
and the crowd they clapped and cheered and they sang their rebel songs
one soldier less to interfere where he did not belong

but will the children growing up learn at their mothers’ knees
the story of that soldier who bought their liberty
who used his youthful body as a means towards the end
who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend*


#1653

“Draggin’ The Line”

Makin’ a livin’ the old, hard way
Takin’ and givin’ by day by day
I dig snow and rain and the bright sunshine
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)

My dog Sam eats purple flowers
Ain’t got much, but what we got’s ours
We dig snow and rain and the bright sunshine
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)

I feel fine
I’m talkin’ ‘bout peace of mind
I’m gonna take my time
I’m gettin’ the good sign
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)

Lovin’ the free and feelin’ spirit
Of hugging a tree, when you get near it
Diggin’ the snow and rain and the bright sunshine
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)

I feel fine
I’m talkin’ ‘bout peace of mind
I’m gonna take my time
I’m gettin’ the good sign
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line)

Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line) (La-la la-la la-la la-la)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line) (La-la la-la la-la la)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line) (La-la la-la la-la la-la)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line) (La-la la-la la-la la)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line) (La-la la-la la-la la-la)
Draggin’ the line (Draggin’ the line) (La-la la-la la-la la)


#1654

“My Ding A Ling”

When I was a little bitty boy
my grandmother bought me a cute little toy
Silver bells hangin’ on a string
she told me it was my ding a ling

My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling
My ding a ling, my ding a ling
I want to play with my ding a ling

And then mother took me to Grammer School
But I stopped all in the vestibule
Every time that bell would ring
catched me playin’ with my ding a ling

Once I was climbing the garden wall
I slipped and had a terrible fall
I fell so hard I heard bells ring
but held on to my ding a ling

Once I was swimming cross Turtle creek
many snappers all around my feet
Shure was hard swimming cross that thing
with both hands holdin’ my ding a ling

This here song it ain’t so sad
the cutest little song you ever had
those of you who will not sing
You must be playin’ with your own ding a ling
My ding a ling Your ding a ling, your ding a ling
We saw you playin’ with your ding a ling
My ding a ling everybody sing
I want to play with my ding a ling


#1655

Got those highway blues, can’t you hear my motor runnin’
Flyin’ down the road with my foot on the floor
All the way in town they can hear me comin’
Ford’s about to drop, she won’t do no more
And I smell my motor burnin’
Underneath the hood is smoke
Can’t stop, and I can’t stop
Got to keep on movin’ or I’ll lose my mind
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway

The highway patrol got his eyes on me
I know what he’s thinkin’ and it ain’t good
I’m movin’ so fast he can barely see me
Gonna lose that man, I know I should
I gotta kick in my pedal
Make my Ford move a little bit faster
Can’t stop, and I can’t stop
Got to keep on movin’ or I’ll lose my mind

Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway
Oh, rockin’ down the highway


#1656

For Lack of Honest Work

I’m not afraid to bend my back
I’m not afraid of dirt
But how I fear the things I do
For lack of honest work

My family is lost to me
They could not bear the hurt
To see the state their boy is in
For lack of honest work

I hold no blame for anyone
'Twas I who did arrange
To pay my union dues so I’d
Not have to learn or change

And when I was replaced, 'twas I
Who started down the hill
And drank away my savings 'til
I couldn’t stop myself

The prophets of a brave new world
Captains of industry
Have visions grand and great designs
But none have room for me

They see a world where everyone
Is rich and smart and young
But if I live to see such things
Too late for me they come

I know I’m not the only one
To fall beneath the wheel
Such company can not assuage
The loneliness I feel

So many are resigned to be
Society’s debris
But I will be remembered for
The life life took from me

For I’m not afraid to bend my back
I’m not afraid of dirt
But how I fear the things I do
For lack of honest work


#1657

Last night, as I got home, about a half past ten
There was the woman I thought I knew in the arms of another man.
I kept my cool, I ain’t no fool. Let me tell ya what happened then.
I packed some clothes and I walked out …and I ain’t goin’ back again.

Chorus
So take a letter Maria…address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home…gotta start a new life
Oh Take a letter Maria…address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer…gotta start a new life

You’ve been many things but most of all a good secretary to me
And it’s time like this I feel, you’ve always been close to me
Was I wrong to work nights, to try to build a good life?
All work, and no play has just cost me a wife

Chorus
So take a letter Maria…address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home…gotta start a new life
Take a letter Maria…address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer, gotta have a new life

When a man loves a woman, it’s hard to understand
That she would find pleasure in the arms of another man
I never really noticed, how sweet you are to me
It just so happens I’m free tonight, would you like to have dinner with me?

So take a letter Maria…address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home…gonna start a new life
Ohhhh, Take a letter Maria…address it to my wife
Send a copy to my lawyer…Gonna have a new life
Take a letter Maria…address it to my wife
Say I won’t be coming home…fade out


#1658

I’m your top prime cut of meat, I’m your choice,
I want to be elected,
I’m your Yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce,
I want to be elected,
Kids want a savior, don’t need a fake,
I want to be elected,
We’re all gonna rock to the rules that I make,
I want to be elected,
Elected, elected
Respected, elected

I never lied to you, I’ve always been cool,
I want to be elected,
I gotta get the vote, and I told you 'bout school,
I want to be elected, elected, elected,
Hallelujah, I want to be selected,
Everyone in the United States of America.

We’re gonna win this one, take the country by storm,
We’re gonna be elected,
You and me together, young and strong,
We’re gonna be elected, elected, elected,
Respected, selected, call collected,
I want to be elected.

“And if I am elected
I promise the formation of a new party
A third party, the Wild Party!
I know we have problems,
We got problems right here in Central City,
We have problems on the North, South, East and West,
New York City, Saint Louis, Philadelphia, Los Angeles,
Detroit, Chicago,
Everybody has problems,
And personally, I don’t care.”


#1659

In a little café just the other side of the border
She was just sitting there givin’ me looks that made my mouth water
So I started walking her way
She belonged to bad man, José
And I knew, yes I knew I should leave
When I heard her say, yeah

Come a little bit closer
You’re my kind of man
So big and so strong
Come a little bit closer
I’m all alone
And the night is so long

So we started to dance
In my arms, she felt so inviting
That I just couldn’t resist
Just one little kiss so exciting
Then I heard the guitar player say
“Vamoose, José’s on his way”
Then I knew, yes I knew I should run
But then I heard her say, yeah

Come a little bit closer
You’re my kind of man
So big and so strong
Come a little bit closer
I’m all alone
And the night is so long

Then the music stopped
When I looked the café was empty
Then I heard José say
“Man you know you’re in trouble plenty”
So I dropped my drink from my hand
And through the window I ran
And as I rode away
I could hear her say to José, yeah

Come a little bit closer
You’re my kind of man
So big and so strong
Come a little bit closer
I’m all alone
And the night is so long

La la-la-la la-la
La la-la-la la-la
Ho ho la-la
La la la-la


#1660

Driving along
You can see all the people
Who seem to have nothing to say to each other
Each day they grow farther and farther away from each other

Driving along
You can spot all the problems
On faces so tired of facing each other
Each day they grow farther and farther away from each other

Driving along at fifty seven thousand miles an hour
Look at those people standing on the petals of a flower
Look at those petals pumping for a little bit of power

Driving along
You can see all the people
Who seem to have nothing to say to each other
Each day they grow farther and farther away from each other

They seem to say nothing
They seem to go nowhere
They seem to go farther
They seem to go nowhere
They seem to go farther
They seem to go nowhere
They seem to go farther
And farther and farther