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So I won't believe them, no, no, no, no, no, no
So I'll continue to continue to pretend
So if you want to write a song about the heart
So long, Frank Lloyd Wright.
So long, Frank Lloyd Wright
So long.
So long
So mama don't take my Kodachrome away
so many friends before
So my fantasy
so my mind was filled with wonder when the evening headlines read
So now I'll turn to say goodbye
So soon.
So soon
So sweetly, I'll make you smile
So the Department of Corrections
So the lost bells of freedom can ring out in my land
So the teacher divided in two
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
So we followed as followers go
So what are you going to do about it
So when I reached my prime
So wrap me
So you'll always know
So, I was wrong, and I could be wrong again
So, who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe?
Soft and warm continuing
Soft parachutes
Softer than the rain.
Soil as soft as summer
Some chicken and a corn muffin well that feels more like love
Some even said that my judge - Judge Gerald Culkin -
Some folks are crazy
Some folks have no idea
Some folks open a door
Some folks' lives roll easy as a breeze
Some folks' lives roll easy
Some folks' lives
Some guy from Lexington or Park
Some have died
Some have fled from themselves
Some people always want more
Some people are what they lack
Some people gonna call you up
Some people never complain
Some people never say no
Some people never say the words "I love you"
Some people never say those words "I love you"
Some people say a lie is just a lie
Some people say a lie's a lie's a lie
Some people say Jesus that's the ace in the hole
Some people say music that's their ace in
Some people say so
Some people say the sky is just the sky
Some stories are magical, meant to be sung
Somebody could walk into this room
Somebody cry why, why, why?
Somebody say ih hih ih hih ih
Somebody says what's a better thing to do
Somebody sing hello, hello, hello
Somebody will come and lift you higher
Someday we'll go steady, so don't you fret.
Someone told me
Someone's taken my place
Something is wrong
Something so right
Something tells me
Something unstoppable set into motion
Something's living on my skin
Sometimes force overpowers us and we cry
Sometimes I hear you run upstairs
Sometimes I see you face
Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me.
Sometimes I'll be walking down
Sometimes it's easy
Sometimes we don't know who we are
Sometimes you can't catch your breath
Somewhere in a burst of glory
Somewhere they can't find me.
Song about about the moon
Song from the mouth of the river
Sonny gets married and moves away
Sonny gets sunnier
Sonny has a baby and bills to pay
Sonny sits by his window and thinks to himself
Sonny wanders beyond his interior walls
Sonny's yearbook from high school
Soon our fortunes will be made, my darling
Sooner or later falls apart
Sorrows everywhere you turn
Sound becomes a song
Spanish Caribbean my soul
Spanish children are taught on their knees to believe
Spanish eyes and soft brown curls
Sparkle in your eyes when you awake
Spend those Euro-dollars
Spinning in infinity
Staccato signals of constant information,
Stand up for the deeds I did
Standing in the shadow of Clifton Chenier
State of Louisiana,
stationed in Newport News
Step in the light so I can see
Step out occasionally
Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
Still at my side
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy
Still I'm telling you just how it feels (2)
Still remains
Still these allergies remain
Still you try to manipulate me
Still, I wish that we could run away and live the life we used to
Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day
Still, when I think of the
Still, you don't expect to be
Stop trying to mold her
Stranded in a Limousine
Stroll around the grounds
Strong wind destroy our home
Strong wind, strong wind
Struggling to survive its harshest night
Such a Johnny Ace fan
Summer leaves and my birthday's here
Summer skies and stars are falling
Summer skies and the stars are falling
Summer skies, stars are falling
Sun dogs barking at the break of dawn
Supper-time and the barrio is dark.
Sure don't feel like love
Sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like love
Sure enough they have a son
Susceptible to theft in the middle of the night
Sweep up
Sweeps the wild, white ocean
Sweet as an apple, on Christmas day,
Sweet Bernadette (2)
Sweet little soul now, what's your problem?
Sweet New England
Swoop and glide
ta na na na na
ta na na na
ta na na
Take it up with the great deceiver
Take it, don't turn away
Take its temperature every hour
Take me away
Take me, I'm an ordinary player in the key of C,
Take my address
Take my arms that I might reach to you."
Take my phone
Take your burdens to the Mardi Gras
Take your clothes off
Takes a lot of nerve
Takin' time to treat
Taking downs to get off to sleep
Talkin' to a raisin who 'casion'ly plays L.A.,
Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes,
Talking about diamonds,
Tangled in the fallen vines,
Tapped out, yawning
Tapping on my roof and walls.
Te lembro -- I remind you
Tears can't bring him back to me
Tell her to find me an acre of land:
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt:
Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather:
Tell me what you come here for, boy.
Tell me what's the matter with you, boy...
Tell me why you're so downcast
Tell me why (2)
Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
Tell the little town of New Paltz
Tell us all a story
Tell you something that you already know
Tells you how far your hard earned money goes.
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
Tengan cuidado con ese tipo.
Than what you've got planned
That ain't exactly a vacation
That brought tears to their immigrant eyes
that brushes the tops of the trees
That can scarcely be controlled.
That eats at what you've got
That ended a life at the age of seven years
That grow along the timberline
That hat is him.
That I cannot find
That I have no intention to heal.
That I'm afraid to start
That is why a man with numbers
That is worth some money
That kept me moving, from state to state,
That leads me to the girl I love
That love is an easy game
That measure what we've lost.
That night her dreams are storm-tossed as a willow
That none may penetrate.
That once upon a time our song made two hearts chime
That really reminds me of Money,
That settles over Washington
That split the night
That was more like a home
That was nearly seven years ago
That was the chance I took
That we could hold
That were messing up the lobby floor
That whisper in my ears
That you can build them again
That you can't catch a motorcycle when he wants to go
That you can't even see
That you discover accidentally
That you really can't remember
That you were for me
That you're leaving me.
That you're not good enough
That's a thing that I keep
That's all I really wanted to say
That's all I'm trying to get some rest
That's all there is.
That's an easy thing to say, but if your hope should pass away
That's because you're good
That's cool, but you don't get no respect around
That's dying in a corner of the sky,
That's me
That's my emergency bank roll (I got...)
That's playing our song
That's the 7 o'clock edition of the news, Goodnight.
That's the hand I use, well, never mind!
That's the price you got to meet (and the man says...)
That's the way it is
That's the way it's always been
That's what I'd like to know.
That's what Mrs. Reardon says
That's what that old army post was for
That's what they call this place
That's when I first saw you
That's where I belong
That's who I was
That's why God made the movies
That's why God. That's why God.
That's why we must learn to live alone
That's worth some money
That's worth something
The act was outrageous
The airports disagree
The answer is easy if you take it logically
The arc of a love affair
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold.
The baby curled up in a ball
The baby waves bye-bye
The barrio's boundaries are our own little nation
The Bible is old
The blancos and the nigger gangs
The Blood of Christ Mountains
The bodies all laid in a line
The bomb in the baby carriage
The border patrol outside of Tucson boarded the bus
The borders of our lives.
The Boy in the Bubble
The boy's got a heart but it beats on
The boy's got a heart
The boy's got a voice
The boy's got brains
The bride was contagious
The broker informed me I'm broke
The broker said he was mistaken
The buildings here, tall as our mountains
The burning temples, the weeping cathedrals
The candlelight flickers
The cape, the sneer, the slicked-back hair
the carriage rides to meet the groom
The Chaplains and The Golden Guineas
The chemistry of crying is not concerned with blame or fault
The choir sang, "Once Upon A Time There Was An Ocean"
The church bells chime
The city is lit with candles (2)
the clock don't jump off the wall
The constant road across the wilderness
The cool, cool river
The cool, the cool river
the crayon on the wall he slashes
The cross is in the ballpark
The crowd began to cheer,
The day that we met
The deal we made
The deep forbidden music
The desert moon is my witness.
The dishes are done,
The doctor was smiling
The early morning sunlight
The earth is blue
The earth was born in a storm
The easy stream of laughter
The electric chair
The evil we do can't be blamed upon our destiny
The face at the edge of the banquet
The fact is
The falcon calls
The farmer sleeps against his wife
The father motionless as stone,
The fields are ripe, it's the springtime of my life
The fire is saying,
The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed
The first time I heard "Peggy Sue"
The first time I saw her
The flames rise higher
The food we contemplate
The four rolls into three
The future is beauty and sorrow
The future is the present
The game is over,
The girl does what she wants to do.
The girl I'm always thinking of
The handwriting's fragile and strange
The headlights slide past the moon
the hole
The holy man only breaks bread?
The human race walked the Earth for 2.7 million
The human race (2)
The information's unavailable
The jukebox at the door plays number twenty-four
The kids all spend it at the candy store
The King of the Bayou, Lets's Rock,
The Koran is old
The last train is nearly due
The laughing boy
The laughing girl
The law says he's got the right to go to school,
The laws of nature defied
The less I tend to laugh"
The light through the stained glass was cobalt and red
The Lone Teen Ranger stole my girl
The mama looked down and spit on the ground
The mama pajama rolled out of bed
The man ain't got no culture,
The man was wearing a jacket and jeans
The master races, the chosen peoples
The mean individual
The memory lives on
The memory of God
The Mighty Mau Maus,
The minute that Congress called my name (was the President)
The mirror on my wall
The Mississippi Delta was shining
The monkeys stand for honesty,
The moon is red
The moonlight sleeping on a midnight lake
The more I searched, the more I shook with Thelma
The more you're slip slidin' away
The morning is just a few hours away.
The mothers and the fathers
The music business thrives
The music suffers
The newspapers and the T.V. crews
The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street
The next time that you write I'll be transferred far away.
The night he met her
The night sets softly
The night was black, the roads were icy
The night you took The Capeman for your name.
The northern and the southern
The notorious boy of the wild
The ocean and the atmosphere
The oldest silence speaks the loudest
The ole Detroit perfume
The only living boy in New York,
The only living boy in New York.
The only living boy in New York
The only time
The only truth I know is you.
The open palm of desire
The orange bled the blue
The Orioles, and The Five Satins
The other half sucked all the moisture from the clouds
the other humans do
The pages piling up in shame
The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
The papa said oy if I get that boy
The papers print his picture almost everywhere he goes
The path before me lies,
The pattern of my life
The Penguins, the Moonglows
The perfect crime
The Philharmonic will play
The phone is ringing and I realize
The plane lifts
The planet groans
the poem across the tracks rebounding
The police control the state.
The politics of prison are a mirror of the street.
The politics of race.
The poor boy changes clothes
The poor endure oppression
The present's in the past
The price that we pay
The rage, the rage of love turns inward
The recent fight in the House of Representatives was over the open housing section of the Civil Rights Bill.
The Red Wings and The Crowns,
The rest of my life is so hard
The rooms were musty
The rose of Jericho
The Savage Skulls, The Fordham Baldies,
The screams carried by the wind,
The shadow of the Capitol dome slides across his face
The sky is gray and white and cloudy,
The sky was yellow
The sound (2)
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
The speeding planet burns
The spider resumes the rhythm
The spinning darkness of her hair
The splash of tears
The stadium was old
The stars were white as bones
The state will see to that, I am sure, Señora
The state will see to that, I am sure.
The Statue of Liberty
The sting of reason
The street and I'll be thinking
The streets were dark with danger
The strength to let you go
The tank towns they tell no lie
The teacher's lookin' over
The tears rolled down her face
The thing is, what are you gonna do?
The thought of leaving you,
The thought that life could be better
The three turns into two
The Trailways bus is turning west-
The trembling flowers they bring
the underground is closing soon
The voice of a star
The water that we boil
The waters receded, the mountains were formed
The way he moves
The way his hooves just seem to glide
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead,
The way the body turns
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way the ladies sometimes do
The way the sun hits off the runway
The way we look to a distant constellation
The way we look to us all o-yeah,
The way we look to us all,
The way you move
The way you turn
The woman from the supermarket
The woman was laughing in advance
The words flew from the page
The words I speak in the middle of my night
The year was nineteen fiftysix
Their hearts and their bones
Their uninvited guest
Thelma, my darling, I will cushion your fall
THEN DO IT
Then everybody came running
Then everybody gets a tongue to speak,
Then he relaxes in the weeds
Then he turned around and headed home again
Then hey, hey, down the road we go
Then hey, hey, off to school we go
Then I fall to my knees
Then I learned to play some lead guitar, I was underage in this funky bar
Then I packed my bag
Then I think it's strange
Then nah nah nah
Then one day she says to me
Then one day when I came home
Then over the top we go and down
Then she turned around to me
Then she'll be a true love of mine.
Then that hypocrite who beat you and preached about repentance
Then the moon breaks
Then the night turned cold
Then the sweetness in the air
Then vanish like mist as though life were a whim
Then walk away and know that anything can happen
Then we rode that Black Maria
Then we're home,
Then you can work it into gold
There ain't no way that punk gets his degree
There are many reasons why
There are patterns I must follow
There but for the grace of you go I.
There could never be a father
There I go, it's my graduation
There is a frog in South America
There is a girl in New York City,
There is a moment, a chip in time
There may come a time
There must be fifty ways to leave your lover
There must be some mistake
There once was a teacher of great renown
There was a bright light,
There was an old woman
There were hints and allegations
There were incidents and accidents
There were three men down
There were two men down
There's a former army post
There's a job as operator
There's a line at the candy stand
There's a mean individual stranded in a Limousine
There's a patch of snow on the ground...
There's a place I want you to see (2)
There's a rainbow
There's a wooden cross over my bed (2)
There's an alley
There's been a bloody purple nose
There's been some hard feelings here
There's been some strange goin's on
There's candle light vigils
There's no times at all,
There's no-one home, we're all alone
There's nothing scary hiding under your bed
There's nothing to it, nothing to it
There's only one thing I need to know
There's some part of me wants to see
There's something you ought to know
These are the days of lasers in the jungle,
These are the days of miracle and wonder,
These are the days of miracle and wonder
These are the roots of rhythm
These are the very words she uses
These clouds stick to the sky
These days are ours
These events may have had some effect
These prayers are the memory of God
These prayers are
These tears are free
These walking blues,
They are handcuffs on the soul, my friends
They call me Baby Driver
They change with the curve
They close their eves and now their dreams are legal
They come running out their front door
They cursed my brother to his face
They danced by the light of the moon
They don't have no fun
They don't know where they are going, and, my friend, neither do I.
They echo and they swell
They fall on your yesterday scars
They fell asleep
They follow me with open eyes
They give us the greens of summers
They give us those nice bright colors
They have hidden away
They have no borders, no boundaries.
They hold them tightly
They just fall
They leave a mark on your door
They lie with you when you're asleep
They said Mama oh Papa oh
They say Coño that boy is fine
They say Jonah was swallowed by a whale
They say that Richard Cory owns one half of this whole town
They say that the left side of the brain
They say that the right side
They say that when I turn around
They scrubbed off the sidewalk
They shot my brother dead
They shut down their borders
They stand on their differences
They started a long time ago
They want to cut The Vampires down
They watch the television, husband and wife
They wondered where to begin
They'd been longing for
They'd like to stick it to me
They'll smile right to my face
They'll treat you like you're piss
They're all the same
They're dumb.
They're gonna divvy up the reward
They're just out to capture my dime
They're shining for you Bernadette. (2)
They've all come to look for America
They've been goin' at it all night long
They've got a wall in China
Thing about the second line
Things'll go sour?
Think about a photograph
Think about home again?
Think about the moon before you start
Thinking about God
Thinking back to the season before
Thinking it over, I'd be more than glad
Thinking it over, I've been sad
Thirty dollars pays your rent
This boy used to be on death-row
This city makes a cartoon of a crime
This feeling of fakin' it--
This is a lonely life
This is a lonely-lone, lonely life
This is all around the world
This is hilarious
This is how I love you, baby
This is my only life
This is my tune for the taking
This is near enough to bliss
This is the early evening edition of the news.
This is the island of Nueva York
This is the long distance call,
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
This is the story of how we begin to remember
This satin summer night.
This time the joke is on me
This town's gonna be your buryin' place
Those Shines from Brooklyn,
Though all your institutions
Though I don't know why it's there
Though I never would return 'til you are free
Though it never made The New York Times.
Though my words may be jumbled (2)
Thought we'd name her Emily
Three hooded men through the back roads did creep
Three hooded men, their hands lit the spark
Through clouds of fire
Through hills of gold
Through my lifetime, and beyond
Through no fault of their own
Through the corridors of sleep
Through the cradle of the civil war,
Through the streets of Spanish Harlem
Through the window of my eyes
Tighter and tighter
tighter in his hand
Tih tih tih tih
Time and abundance thickened his step
Time hurries on.
Time is an ocean of endless tears. (2)
Time is an ocean of endless tears (2)
Time is cheap
Time it was and what a time it was it was,
Time passes
Time peaceful as a hurricane eve
Time, time, time, see what's become of me
Time (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13)
Times are hard, it's a hard time
Tippy-toeing down there for
To a river where the water meets the sky
To an old melody
To analyze the soil
To be near you.
to be so bold
To blow against the wind,
To change my ways for the asking
To compensate for his ordinary shoes,
To cross into another neighborhood
To describe her life
To dominate the impossible in your life
To drive away despair
To England where my heart lies.
To find Lorraine has made a stack of pancakes
To find yourself a more productive bag?
To get a little conversation
To get her in a conversation
To get me through my working day
To get next to me
To glide away from the razor or a knife
To help yourself.
To his silent world!
To keep out the foreigners they made it strong
To Maryjane --
To open your heart after such a loss
To overcome an obstacle or an enemy
To pay for the shit they done
To play the King or pawn
To praise a soul's returning to the earth
To prayers of devotion
To prove that I love you
To resume old acquaintances
To save my soul I can't get a date
To say, "Who-bop-a-loo-chi-bop, let's meet
to seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.
To stand before the eyes of God
To that little room
To the brujo's door
To the instant of my death,
To the meadow in the mountain
To the mortal man
To the neon god they made.
To the Penguins, the Moonglows
To the rose of Jericho and the Bougainvillea
To the women I love
To the zoo.
To wrap around your feet
Today my friends all say 'Excuse'
Tom, get your plane right on time.
Tonight I'll sing my songs again,
Tonight, tonight
Too loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo loo
Too loo loo, too loo loo
Too many holes in the crust of the earth
Too many people on the bus from the airport
Took darling Lorraine
Torches in their hands while the village lies asleep
Travelled this far
Trees and umbrellas
Tripping down the alley ways,
Trust your intuition
Try to help the human race
Try to rearrange your stuff
Trying to steer you away from me
Tuesday, never got a word,
Tumba, tumba, tumba, day
Tumba, tumba, tumba, Mardi Gras
Turn your back on money
Turning into gold dust at my feet.
Twenty years inside, today you're free.
Twenty-three Years old the day he died
Twitching like a finger
Two disappointed believers
Two doin' the laundry and one in the nursery
Two doin' the laundry and two on he kitchen floor
Two guitars, bata, bass drum and tambourine
Two hundred dollars, that's my ace in the hole
Two hundred dollars, that's the price on the street
Two people playing the game
Two people were married
Two steps away from the county line
Two times two is twenty-two
Uh, huh spare your heart
Uh, huh, I ain't blind, no
Uh, huh, just remember what I said
Under African skies
Under satin summer skies.
Under the deep green sea
Ungrateful immigrants asking for pity
Until it's a new day
Until the doctor came and turned out the light
Until the muddy waters part
Until the rat dies.
Until you feel at home.
Up a narrow flight of stairs
Up in my bedroom (making love)
Up in the hills above the farm
Up in the mezzanine
Upon the winter frost
Upon their mother's breast
Upper Broadway,
Upstate November when the air is free
Urgent. Urgent.
Use a humble pen
Villages burning
voice in a bottle
Voices leaking from a sad cafe
Voices were singing, and
Waiting to be restored
Waits by the side of the road
Walk along the craters of the afternoon
Walk away and never look back
Walk away from fame
Walking blues,
Wallowing in lanolin
Wants everything
Wants to talk about his book
Warm against cold
Wartime prayers, wartime prayers
Was a sunny day
Was for The Late Great Johnny Ace, yeah, yeah, yeah
was preaching to a crowd
Was ringing 'round my nursery door
Was swallowed by a song
Was that I knew that I was crazy
Was wired to the radio,
Wash your hands in dreams and lightning
Wash your tangled curls with gambler's soap
Watch what you're doing
Watching Jerusalem
We abide by the court's decision
We all will be received
We are born and born again
We are homeless, we are homeless
We are standing in the sunlight
we are timezones and oceans apart
We are verses out of rhythm,
We both will be received
We brought a brand new baby back from Bangladesh
We brought a brand new baby back from Kosovo
We brought a brand new baby back from mainland China
We came here wearing summer clothes in winter
We came here when I was a child
We can end your daily strife
We can neutralize your brain.
We celebrate the birth of Jesus on Christmas Day
We come and we go,
We come in the age's most uncertain hours
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We crave it so badly
We don't mean to mess things up
We get better
We had a little son and we thought we'd call him Sonny
We had a lot of fun
We had a lot of money
We heard the fireworks
We join the fevers
We like to go down to restaurant row
