I just completed a tour in Europe. I played every night. This requires traveling some days for six hours in a van or a train or a car. After six weeks of that, I checked into the hotel and just fell apart.
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I remember a tour where we played 50 cities in 56 days. We also went to Europe a couple of times.
quote by Jack Irons
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2 Weeks
14 Days left
336 hours
Until the end of this chapter
The chapter of hell in my life
2 weeks until I leave
8 hours a day
8 hours of hell in this school
Dealing with ignorance driven by people
Pushing back judgmental walls
After all 8 years in this prison
All I have is 2 weeks,14 days,336 hours left inside this hellhole
Now I can’t figure out what to do
Skip graduation, or stand on the stage and face the music?
That answer has left me then came back
In just 2 week I’ll be gone never to set foot inside again
In just 14 days I’ll leave and never turn back
In just 336 hours, my face will be erased from this place
2 weeks until I graduate from 8th grade
Why now, it must end sooner
In just 2 months I’ll be in high school
2 weeks…
14 days… 336 hours…
The memory of me will be gone
poem by Marcellus Watts
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I was traveling on our tour bus through Europe and I was thinking I want to have long blonde hair.
quote by Nina Hagen
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Yeah, about sixteen to twenty weeks a year. For example, we can do America in six or seven weeks. You can do Europe in three weeks; England in two weeks. South America you could do in three weeks; Asia you could do in three weeks.
quote by Warren Cuccurullo
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the German hotel
the German hotel was very strange and expensive and had
double doors to the rooms, very thick doors, and it over-
looked the park and the vasser tern and in the mornings
it was usually too late for breakfast and the maids
would be everywhere changing sheets and bringing in
towels, but you never saw any hotel guests, only the
maids and the desk man and the day desk man was all
right because we were sober during the day but we had
trouble with the night man who was some sort of snob
and not very good with getting the corkscrews and ice
and wine glasses up to us and he was always phoning to
say the other guests objected to our noise.
what other guests?
I always told him that everything was very quiet,
nothing was going on, that somebody must be crazy, so
will you please stop ringing?
but he kept ringing, he became almost like a
companion to us through the night.
but the day man was very nice, he always had little
messages of importance that either meant money, or a
good friend coming to see us, or both.
we stayed at the hotel twice during our trip to
Europe and each time we checked out the day clerk
bowed ever so slightly, he was tall and well-dressed
and pleasant and he said each time: "it was nice to
have you with us. please come here again if you return."
"thank you," we said, "thank you."
it's our favorite hotel and if I ever get rich I am
going to buy it and fire the night clerk and there will
be enough ice cubes and corkscrews for everybody.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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You have to remember that I played longer than anybody else on the main tour; I played until I was 40, and then played another six years or so on the seniors tour.
quote by Jimmy Connors
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How Time Feels Without You
Seconds are like days
Minutes are like weeks
Hours are like months
Days are like years
Weeks are like centuries
When I'm away from you
poem by Steve Yeager
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Well, to be honest I think I'm a better short story writer than a novelist. Novels I find very hard, hours and hours, weeks and weeks, of conscious thought - whereas short stories slip out painlessly in a few days.
quote by Eric Brown
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Train Of Gold
I saw her there from across the street, she was dressed in black
And when she moved she moved to a beat, like a cadillac
She rode a train, train train train, a train of gold
She was a woman of suspicious ways, never saw daylight
And in her room she sat and passed the days
And shed creep out at night
She rode a train, train train train, a train of gold
Chorus: train of gold, train of gold
It took me so long to find out I was wrong
Now I wait for her in the night
Looked through a window saw a velvet sky, a shade of green
A violin was playing soft and sweet, like it was a dream
She rode a train, train train train, a train of gold
Train of gold, train of gold
It took me so long to find out I was wrong
Now I wait for her in the night
Train of gold, train of gold
I dont believe her, it just couldnt be her
I cant get it out of my mind
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Rendezvous on Champs-Elysees
Leave Paris in the morning on T.E.E.
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
In Vienna we sit in a late-night cafe
Straight connection, T.E.E.
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
From station to station
back to Dusseldorf City
Meet Iggy Pop and David Bowie
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Heartbreak Hotel
Whitney houston feat/faith evans & kelly price
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
You said youd be here by nine
Instead you took your time
You didnt think to call me, boy
Here I sit trying not to cry
Asking myself why
You do this to me, mm oh baby
Since youre not around
For me to tell ya baby, face to face
Im writing you this letter
And this is what I have to say
1 - all I really wanted was some of your time
Instead you told me lies
When someone else was on your mind
What you do to me
Look what you did to me
I thought that you were someone
Who would do me right
Until you played with my emotions
And you made me cry
What you do to me
Cant take what you did to me
Now I see that youve been doin wrong
Played me all along
And made a fool of me, baby
You got it all wrong
To think that I wouldnt find out
That you were cheating on me, baby
How could you do it to me
Since youre not around
For me to tell ya baby, face to face
Im writing you this letter
And this is what I have to say
Repeat 1
Heartbreak hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
This is the heart break hotel
Repeat 1 with ad lib until fade
song performed by by Kelly Price
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Our Little Baby Fell Asleep
Our little baby fell asleep,
And may not wake again
For days and days, and weeks and weeks;
But then he'll wake again,
And come with his own pretty look,
And kiss Mamma again.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Re-Birth
You could see him from a distance
at the bus halt he stood motionless.
staring to the infinity.
he waited for the bus for hours and hours
days and months.
he wanted to see his mother
who is going to die very soon.
He saw a lorry came to the halt
full of laborers with instruments
and the overseer explained him that
they are going to put up a Railway line.
He waited for the train
for hours, days and months
at last the train arrived and his sick mother got down.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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I had to go to Europe to tour and he died on the second day of the tour.
quote by Percy Heath
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What Will I Do / For The Weeks In Traveling
WHAT WILL I DO/ FOR THE WEEKS IN TRAVELING
What will I do
For the weeks in Traveling
Without a Computer
An Internet
An ability to write
To post my poems and thoughts
To leave more material
For remembrance
More of myself
For Posterity?
What will I do
When I cannot pretend
I am making myself live
Beyond my lifetime
By writing?
What will I do when
I have to just live
Present to present
Without any sense
That something of this passing time
Will endure?
What will I do
When I do not have
This little way
of making meaning in my life
I have now,
However questionable and troubled
This is?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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We always work at least a month to six weeks before we go on the road, usually for something like eight to 12 hours a night. It took six weeks to do it this time. We just play virtually everything we know.
quote by Charlie Watts
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Days in Red
Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
And moon of glowing dark
Sky deep and high
Days days days in red
Flowing on hours in night
Where love lost its flight
Once those were alright
Now they no more spark
Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
Is there a horizon of ignite
Where hours go on by
Days days days in red
Flowing memories at sight
No feeling seems now right
But love's still inside
Come come babe now close abide
Days days days in red
In days days days ahead
The sun is in autumn light
Is there a horizon of ignite
Where hours go on by
Days days days in red
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Whippin' Piccadilly
Once upon a time, not too long ago, we took a day out in manchester
We all fall down, there's not enough hours in the day
Played a bit of football, fell into the union
Barged our way into the toilet with the kung fu king
There's not enough hours in the day
I remember seeing someone dressed in a suit, looking like a lunatic
And we all fall down, there's not enough hours in a trip
Well, academy cogwheels breaking your hand
But we got lovely posters for sale
And we all fall down, there's not enough hours in a day
We like loving, yeah, and the wine we share
We like loving, yeah, and the wine we share
Finally made our way back to the train, rolling into sheffield tonight
And it all falls down, there's not enough hours in a life
So try and guess my weight, waiting at the station
Whippin' piccadilly tonight, and it all falls down
There's not enough hours in a life
We like loving, yeah, and the wine we share
We like loving, yeah, and the wine we share
song performed by by Gomez
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Hotel Chelsea Nights
How long's it gonna be, babe
Before I get over you, doll
You're tearin' the stuff right out of me kid
What with you living right up the hall
And I'm tired of living in this hotel
TV and dirty magazines
And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea night
Maybe you just didn't read me right
The lights went out and you just sitting on the stair
I played your song but I couldn't get the melody right
Why don't you just shoot up like a ball of rubber bands
And I'm tired of living in this hotel
Fire and ashes blowin' cross the sheets
And I'm tired of livin' on 23rd Street
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea night
I fell like getting rid of all my things
Maybe just disappear into the fall
The traffic roars and my stomach screams
Sittin' here watchin' roaches climb the wall
And I'm tired of living here in this hotel
Following a rainbow into town
And I'm just trying to get a little sleep
Strung out like some Christmas lights
Out there in the Chelsea night
song performed by by Ryan Adams
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Mommy And Daddy
by Micky Dolenz
M=Micky, C=Coco Dolenz, CR=Control Room (Chip Douglas)
M: ...or we could do...
C: Ha-ha, Micky, just do what they want...
CR: Do, uh, do both of these again...
Well, I'm an angry man, I sing an angry song,
Tell you, honey, it won't be long,
Well, I'll pack my bags, get out of here
With my guitar and a case of beer.
Well I'm going north and I'm going south,
Tell you, honey, better shut your mouth,
Well, I'll kick your head from here to hell,
You better know I can do it well.
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon,
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Tell you what baby, well you better be moving on.
Well I really don't know I'm going for sure,
Ain't got a map and it ain't no tour,
I'm just heading out for the open sky,
Who knows, I might even die.
Well, don't you worry your pretty little head,
I never give a damn what I did or said,
That's why I'm packing to leave this place,
Can't stand to look at your cheating face.
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon,
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Tell you what baby, well you better be moving on.
Well you treated me like a little boy
And you played around like I was a toy,
Guess you thought I'd have the blues,
Look whose crying, guess you lose.
Midnight train, rambling, rambling,
All night long I'm gambling, gambling,
Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon,
Midnight train, r
song performed by by Monkees
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