Hats Off To The Band
let the crowd rise in front of me
no longer in my cage
the crowd sings they stomp there feet
while my band is on the stage
my guitar sings to me
it's voice is one of rage
i can see her in the front
the one i came to meet
this is all just rock to me
but the crowd is at the edge of there seat
skinerds on electric
rob zombies on the drums
i crank up on that amp now
cuz where just having fun
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The singer
She stands on the stage
and her eyes catch mine
in front of giant speakers
that is in a row
with a cordless microphone
in her hand
and the power in her blue eyes
is magical
and I see endless energy in them.
There is something intimate in her voice
and the foreign girl bedazzles me
while she pulls a electronic piano
nearer with a white cord
and the guy next to me
says something crude
and I hit him
with my elbow
is making him windless
and his voice gets a hoarse sound
and pain
written all over his face
and she bends in front of me
and look deep into my eyes
and throw a nonchalant kiss
and the crowd cheers
and I wonder
for whom she is intending it
and a guitar hits a high note
that cuts right through everyone,
the drums boom thundering
and for moments she is only singing for me
and the audience pull out cigarette lighters
and everywhere there are bright flames
burning romantically
and a blonde girl takes my hand
and I barely notice her
and then the crowd asks loudly for an encore
where she again sings beautiful
and when I leave the super dome
there’s a bodyguard
placing a hand on my arm
and the man with the aching stomach says:
“your ticket is punched, friend”
and the bodyguard looks strictly at me
and says that I have a appointment with her.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The crowd is the catalyst.
Whenever you are in the crowd
There I get you by sensual aid
As eyes are swords, more than words.
You are at ease in the crowd,
So private and so shrewd
In your approach to my side
That no one can suspect.
Enough. That only I expect.
A clear internet exists,
That binds us with no exits.
You are so sophisticated;
I am so intoxicated.
Whenever you are in the crowd
I never miss the very crowd.
You are the reason that I survive.
You are the cause my youth relives.
Whenever we are in the crowd
In us is lost the whole crowd.
We are fed when our eyes meet.
More than that, I want not.
Less than that, I stand not.
We are at ease in the crowd.
The whole time I shall incur.
I salute the crowd to recur.
30.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stomp Your Hands, Clap Your Feet
Whoa!
Woo-woo yeah
Turn it up until it bangs your head
Tear it down now mother don't play dead
People stand the noise
All the little toys
Put some more coke on the fire
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Mixed up kids lookin' for that night
They're getting higher everything in sight, well alright
The music's pretty loud
Someone in the crowd
Think they're gonna cause us a riot
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat, oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
Rock on, rock on, rock on
Yow!
How how how how how
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh ho ho ho
Stomp your hands
Clap those feet, yeah
Stomp your hands
To the beat
C'mon boys
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Whoa-whoa, all night, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stomp your hands
(Oh whoa oh oh)
Clap your feet
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Stomp your hands
Clap your feet
Stomp your hands
To the beat
All night long
Stomp your hands
(Everybody)
Clap your feet
(Everybody stomp your hands to the beat in the heat yeah yeah yeah yeah woo!)
Stomp your hands
(Oh!)
Clap your feet
(Oh whoa whoa whoa whoa, rock all night, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Oh yeah
Stomp your hands
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Clap your feet
(My my my, my my my my my my, my, my, m
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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Let There Be Rock
In the beginning
Back in nineteen fifty-five
Man didnt know about a rock n roll show
And all that jive
The white man had the smoltz
The black man had the blues
No one knew what they was gonna do
But tchaikovsky had the news
He said -
Let there be light, and there was light
Let there be sound, and there was sound
Let there be drums, and there was drums
Let there be guitar, and there was guitar
Let there be rock
And it came to pass
That rock n roll was born
All across the land every rockin band
Was blowing up a storm
The guitarman got famous
The businessman got rich
And in every bar there was a super star
With a seven year itch
There were fifteen million fingers
Learning how to play
And you could hear the fingers picking
And this is what they had to say
Let there be light
Sound
Drums
Guitar
Let there be rock
One night in a club called 'the shaking hand
There was a ninety-two decibel rocking band
The music was good and the music was loud
And the singer turned and he said to the crowd -
Let there be rock
song performed by by AC-DC
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One Of The Crowd
(lowe/tennant)
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When I go fishing with my rod
I often get that urge
To fall asleep a sleep so deep that
No-one notices me
Dont want anyone to know my name
Dont want to get a fax
Dont want to meet the royal family
Just cause Ive paid my tax
Dont wanna be seen or heard
Dont want to shout out loud
I want to be part of the herd
One of the crowd
Dressing individually doesnt impress me
I think that its pathetic
Following fashion, I just like it
Dont i?
Dont wanna be seen or heard
Dont want to shout out loud
I want to be part of the herd
One of the crowd
(one of the crowd)
(one of the crowd)
Fishing
Fishing
I never fight, but every night
I think its gonna be alright
I think I might think in spite of
Every - thing
Dont wanna be seen or heard
Dont want to shout out loud
I want to be part of the herd
One of the crowd
One of the crowd
One of the crowd
One of the crowd
One of the crowd
One of the crowd
(one of the crowd)
Fishing
(one of the crowd)
Fishing
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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Marys Place
I got seven pictures of buddha
The prophets on my tongue
Eleven angels of mercy
Sighin over that black hole in the sun
My hearts dark but its risin
Im pullin all the faith I can see
From that black hole on the horizon
I hear your voice calling me
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at marys place
Familiar faces around me
Laughter fills the air
Your loving grace surrounds me
Everybodys here
Furnitures out on the front porch
Musics up loud
I dream of you in my arms
I lose myself in the crowd
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Tell me how do you live broken-hearted
Meet me at marys place
I got a picture of you in my locket
I keep it close to my heart
Its a light shining in my breast
Leading me through the dark
Seven days, seven candles
In my window lighting your way
Your favorite records on the turntable
I drop the needle and pray (turn it up)
Bands countin out midnight (turn it up)
Floors rumblin loud (turn it up)
Singers callin up daylight (turn it up)
And waitin for that shout from the crowd
(turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd (turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd (turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd (turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd (turn it up)
Waitin for that shout from the crowd
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Meet me at marys place, were gonna have a party
Tell me how do we get this thing started
Meet me at marys place
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Rocking With My Guitar
I'M JUST SITING HERE STRUMMING
WITH MY GUITAR IN HAND
FEELING SO RELAX
WITH EVERY CHORD I TOUCH MAN
AND ROCKING AWAY
FROM WHAT THE GREAT ONES WROTE
BY FOLLOWING EACH MUSIC NOTE
AND PICTURING ME IN THERE BAND
ASK TO DO A SOLO ON MY GUITAR
AND FEELING LIKE A BRIEF SUPER STAR
IF FRONT OF THE CROWD
CHEERING AND JEERING FOR ME
WHEN I JUMP IN THE AIR
WITH MY GUITAR IN HAND
READY TO DO ANOTHER CLASSIC SONG
AND STILL THERE SCREAMING
CLAPPING ALONG
UNTIL I COME BACK TO EARTH
PUTTING MY GUITAR GENTLY IN IT'S STAND
NEXT TO MY READING LIGHT
AND QUIETLY CALL IT A RIGHT
poem by Bruce Martone
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I Saw You In The Crowd
I saw you in the crowd
I saw you singing out loud
The people were swaying
The band was playing
Something real loud
I couldnt hear one word
Screams were all that I heard
But I saw her face
I saw her eyes
I saw his grace
In the darkning skies
I saw you raise your hand
Stretching out to the band
You reach exceeding your grasp
On the beach from the whale
Comes one last gasp
Meet me in my hotel room
Meet me just for fun
And I will not be boring
Some things I been storing
Inside to show someone like you
A few friends just stopped by
I think they wanted to get high
But it wasnt you
Who they led me to
So I bid them all good-bye
I probably would forget
This episode of regret
So I wrote this song
So when you sing along
I hope my message you will get
Meet me in my hotel room
Oh, meet me just for fun
And you will not be boring
Something you been storing
Inside to show someone like me
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass guitar, electric piano
Guy hoffman: drums, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dvs perversion room, milwuakee, wi
gorno music reprinted with permission
song performed by by Violent Femmes
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A Front Row Seat To Hear Ole Johnny Sing
Now you know some fellahs, they want fame and fortune
Yeah, and other fellahs they just wanna swing
But all I wanted all my life
Was a TV set and a truck and a wife
And a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
Yeah the TV and the truck I got on credit.
And I got that girl with a little old Woolworth ring
And life was warm and life was sweet
But still, it was kinda incomplete
Without a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
chorus:
Hey, John you walk the line,
Do 'Deelia' one more time
And when you do them Cottonfields
You warm this heart of mine.
So, one day I thought, Hey, I'm gonna do it!
(That's what I said)
So, I mortgaged the farm and pawned her wedding ring.
I sold the gold tooth out of my mouth
And jumped in the pickup and headed South.
For a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
I hit Nashville cold and wet and hungry.
I said, 'I'm here, bring him on let him do his thing.'
But they told me down at the Old Pit Grill
I'd have to go all the way to Andersonville
For a front row seat to hear ole Jonny sing.
I found his house knocked on the door and it was opened
By a brown-haired girl and a baby with a teethin' ring.
I said 'I seen you somewhere before
but don't stand there and block the door
I want a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.'
(chorus)
She said I'd have to go down to The Opry
And the feller there said I'd have to wait till Spring.
He said, 'We've been sold out for months and months
And this poor insane fellah wants
A front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.'
Well, he said a couple more things, and I started cryin'
And then he laughed at me and that's when I started to swing.
Well I bust through the doors in a roaring rage,
Crawled over the crowd till I reached the stage
For a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
(chrous)
Then some crazy guard started shootin'
I shot back, and the next thing I know I was winged
and on the floor
When a guy in a voice kinda deep and low
Says, 'Boy that's a mighty long way to go
For a front row seat to hear ANYBODY sing.'
And I guess that judge, he weren't no music lover.
I got fifteen months but that don't mean a thing.
Cos' yesterday in the prison yard
A show come through and HAR! de HAR!
I had a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.
(chorus plus some typical Shel ranting and raving)
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Voice In The Crowd
(DickKellyMosleyRotheryTrewavas)
[The music for this song later became "After Me"]
There's something I have to tell you
Before it's too late
There's someone needs a timing
I could be the same
Got to listen to you clearly
Would you understand it all
Would you hold it all together
Do we run up in the bar
Everyone needs someone to listen to
If you don't want to shine on
Could you know it all
And if someone lay before you know it could be true
A voice in the crowd
You came upon an ...
Just an alibi
Did you have to go do it
To feel you want to try
If you'd only see the reason ...
Someone came, someone rose, someone left
I don't know if you could be sure
You don't understand
And if the days were good
You never know the way we planned
And if the time is there ...
A voice in the crowd
A voice in the crowd
song performed by by Marillion
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Funny Times With Rich
Electric guitar plays the sounds,
of Rich’s guitar to the crowd.
The crowd at bar called the Paradise,
in West Palm Beach and it was nice.
Shooting photographs of Rich’s band,
I made interesting photos of Rich
while Augie the lead singer sang.
Now this was in the year 2005,
it was before Clematis really came alive.
Construction mess was just outside,
while band played on really loud.
One night Razel puppet stole the show,
by end of night Augie was red angry with a glow.
Check out Augie’s photo on www.razelpuppet.com
it is a really funny photo of Razel I have found.
Thanks Rich for some happy times,
never a dull moment I can testify.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 24,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LXI: Crowd
Be inside of the crowd and you’ll get that euphoria strike
Be outside of the crowd and you’ll get a better spot
Be inside of the crowd and you’ll feel so high
Be outside of the crowd and you’ll find who’s right
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Lost in a Crowd
Lost in a crowd no one else
Lost in a crowd all by myself.
A lonely party, only one? Me.
A lonely party, not even three.
Lost in a crowd but there's
soemthing i see! Is it a mirror
reflecting me?
No it's another! Lost like me.
He turns around and i bet he see's!
We join together, Lost in a crowd
Were lost in a crowd, not a single frown.
Lost in a crowd.
poem by Kiara Anderson
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Lost Chords
The support band have finished their final tune
We're next, but first here's a fact
Rolling stone, Kerrang! and NME
Rate us the best live act
Countdown going, I hear the intro
Of some classical masterpiece
The adrenalin is pumping hard
Time to unleash the beast
3-2-1 you're on, good luck
we were going to need it
The crowd is going wild
Already we're a hit
This is awesome, this is fantastic
What could possibly go wrong
We've sold out wembley arena
And we have the number one song
Here we come to my bit
Here go's. Its a bit too soon?
The crowd are starting to boo me
This guitar is out of tune
How spooky, this can't be real
Everyone is staring at me with evil eyes
I'm trying hard to get it right
But these notes are untuned lies
So i took off my guitar. Exit stage left
I felt small. I didn't belong here
So I fled and left them to it
That was the end of my rockstar career
poem by Dave Sherratt
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Light Of A Thousand Smiles
When I would concentrate with all my might,
I could imagine
I would imagine,
That I was standing in the spotlight
And if I close my eyes, very tight
A crystal vision,
A premonition
Would find me shining underneath those hot lights
*and Id daydream in school
With faraway eyes
Living the words of the radio songs
Making my plans
Someday to take the stage
With a rock and roll band*
**and I would play in the light of a thousand smiles
(and the sound would be heard for a thousand miles)
Spreading through the towns and fields of america
America**
And I would demonstrate, every night
My plan of action,
The crowd reaction
Id have em standing, in the front row
With my air guitar, and only my imagination
Wed rock the nation
The main attraction,
In the rock and roll show
( * repeat)
( ** repeat)
And time goes by some grew weary
Its hard to keep that dream alive
Oh alive
But love and music, keep me goin
I know that somehow Ill survive
Ooh Ill survive
( * repeat)
( ** repeat)
song performed by by Survivor
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Les Paul (In Memorial) 1915-2009
This looks like just another ho-hum year but wait,
6/9/15 has produced a talent, unparalleled & great,
How come? Many births this month and year so far,
Delivered today was the father of the electric guitar.
Big band, jazz, rhythm & blues, classical, rock & roll,
6 strings was never before blessed with so much soul,
Oh yeah, with music so unique and full of life that’s all,
Simply a sound unlike any other thanks Mr. Les Paul.
A guitar is the heartbeat, oh yeah, leader of the band,
Rhythm, orchestra, gently cradled by woman or man,
Showcased in front, Hendrix, Clapton, Vaughn, King,
Ellis in the background, Rait and others make it sing.
Benson, Montgomery, where to begin, where to stop?
Cray, Perry, Prince, Slash & Van Halen, made it pop,
All the way to 94 even Les himself could carry a tune,
His passing only means showtime is now on the moon.
Hey! Trillions of stars will sway to the masterful beat,
While planets rotate in harmony and stomp their feet,
There are two Creators in heaven, The Original & Les,
Angels are happy they’ll be getting lessons from the best.
A legacy to be left wherever music is played then heard,
Many have even taken the task, skillfully adding words,
Radio, mp3, ipod, record player, studio, stereo in the car,
Can’t imagine how any would sound w/o an electric guitar.
poem by Luke Easter
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I had no ambition when I was a kid other than to play guitar and get in a rock 'n' roll band. I don't really like to be the guy in the white suit at the front. Like in the Beatles, I was the one who kept quiet at the back and let the other egos be at the front
quote by George Harrison
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Crowd
The Crowd
Artist: Roy Orbison (peak Billboard position # 26 in 1962)
Words and Music by Roy Orbison and Joe Melson
I go out with the crowd, I play the game
Pretending out loud but it don't seem the same
For the heart of the crowd is gone from sight
My part of the crowd is not with me tonight
I remember the prom, every dance with you
All the crazy things that we used to do
Sometimes we'd wait for a chance
And then we'd steal away
From the crowd and the dance to our hideaway
Aww, but you're gone and it's not the same old game
I fall apart each time I hear your name
Guess I'll go along with the crowd, I'll make believe
That you'll come back to me, run back to me
Hurry back to the crow-ow-ow-owd a-and me-e-e-e-e.
Transcribed by Ronald E. Hontz
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song performed by by Roy Orbison
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I'm an outdoorsman kind of person, so I don't like the buzz of the crowd, crowd, crowd and all that so much. I mean I don't mind it, but I don't seek it out.
quote by Josh Holloway
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The Crowd
Words and music by roy orbison and joe melson
I go out with the crowd, I play the game
Pretending out loud but it dont seem the same
For the heart of the crowd is gone from sight
My part of the crowd is not with me tonight
I remember the prom, every dance with you
All the crazy things that we used to do
Sometimes wed wait for a chance
And then wed steal away
From the crowd and the dance to our hideaway
Aww, but youre gone and its not the same old game
I fall apart each time I hear your name
Guess Ill go along with the crowd, Ill make believe
That youll come back to me, run back to me
Hurry back to the crow-ow-ow-owd a-and me-e-e-e-e.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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