Lawless Avenues
Papa hit him, mama kissed him
Made him go to catechism
With the sisters in their black and white
And all the time those city streets
Were teaching him another kind of wisdom
When to run and when to fight
Up at the playground after school
Listening to tales of the prison system
And those lawless avenues
Dawn on a half darkened street
A childs footsteps repeat
And something there turns them
Down those lawless avenues
Silent joe went down so bad
He was the strongest fighter the avenues had
Stabbed in the chest--he went down swinging
Someone from some other part of town
No one even seen it coming down
And you dont hear no church bells ringing
And in the violent night the police light
Sweeps across the lots and the yards
Following those lawless avenues
Down on a half darkened street
Armies advance and retreat
And struggle to take control
From those lawless avenues
Manuelitos sister rosa
Ran away with a surfer from hermosa
Manuelito, cuida a rosa,
Hay mira como estan las cosas!
(manuelito take care of rosa
--look at how things are)
But who could blame her after she saw
Every boy die who could have gotten close to her
Rosa es joven u solo quiere
Ver la belleza del mundo
(rosa is young and only wants
To see the beauty of the world)
Manuel said--
You gotta fight for what you want in this life
Just before they shipped him overseas to nam
Otra guerra sin razon
Otra guerra sin fin, sin honor
(another war without reason,
Another war without end, without honor)
And she was fighting to understand
When they shipped manuelitos body home
All she heard was one more shot
Echoing down lawless avenues
Hoy amigo, tal igual como ayer,
La lucha en el barrio no cambia
Nuestros hijos son los que han de crecer
Por ley de la calle, viviendo entre abrazos
Y chingazos
(today my friend, just like yesterday,
The struggle in the barrio doesnt change.
Our children are the ones to grow up
By the law of the street
Living between hugs and blows)
Down on a half darkened street
Fathers and sons lives repeat
And something there turns them
Down those lawless avenues
En el calor de la calle
(in the heat of the street)
Buscan valor en la calle
(looking for valor in the street)
Hasta final de la calle
(till the end of the street)
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Division
Some people have to work all day
just to make ends meet.
And some get to live a life we call
living on easy street.
Now these opposites will probably
never ever meet.
'Cause some live on big avenues,
the others on the street,
the street that has its houses
all lined up in a row,
hardly a space between them
where weeds in cracked cement grow.
They do not venture where
the flowers grow on avenues
to smell their glorious fragrances
or see their colorful views.
The separation between the two
is how the world proceeds,
some with all the comforts,
some with all the needs.
If this life we're living
had fairness in its heart
nowhere would you find on earth
such division tearing us apart.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Oh My Golly!
Dentro las piones y las olas riquenas
Oh my golly! oh my golly!
Caminamos bajo la luna caribe
Oh my golly! oh my golly!
Besando, chichando con surfer rosa
Oh my golly! oh my golly!
Huesped de su manera
Oh my golly! oh my golly!
Rosa, oh oh ooh rosa!
Rosa, oh oh ooh rosa!
Yo soy playero pero no hay playa
Oh my golly! oh my golly!
Bien perdido por la surfer rosa
Oh my golly! oh my golly!
La vida total es un porqueria, porqueria
Oh my golly! oh my golly!
Hecho de menos mas que vida
Oh my golly! oh my golly!
Rosa, oh oh ooh rosa! huh huh
Rosa, oh oh ooh rosa! huh huh
Translation
Between pine seeds and puertorican waves
Walkin under the carribean moon
Kissing and chewing with surfer rosa
Guest of her ways
Rosa, oh oh ooh rosa
Im a beachgoer but there is no beach
Totally crazy for my surfer rosa
All of life is a pigstay, pigstay
I long (for her) more than my for life
song performed by by Pixies
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Guitar Street
Theres a crazy sense of duty
As he licks between his fingers
Wipes the ketchup from his face and hands
Theres a strong determination
That his teachers never witnessed
Never close enough to understand
Hes like a bull just bred for fighting
He dont deliver nothing
Outside the only thing that he knows
School report just says hes lazy
His brother says hes crazy
But take a look cos there he goes
Through the avenues of fashion
To the palaces of dreams
All the way down guitar street
To some guitars are hot-rods
All along the quest for macho
To others a would-be ticket out of town
For joe a six-string sten gun
In the panto-revolution
And stevies all just strictly sound
Hes like a bull just bred for fighting
He dont deliver nothing
Outside the only thing that he knows
School report just says hes lazy
His brother says hes crazy
But anyway take a look cos there he goes
Through the avenues of fashion
To the palaces of dreams
All the way down guitar street
song performed by by Chris Rea
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Hide Your Heart
Johnny saw her riding on a street car named desire, his fate was sealed
She could see him coming like a hundred other liars, it was no big deal
Rosa had a lover on the shady side of town, tito, he was king of the streets
She was his possession like a jewel on his crown, johnny better run, better run
Chorus:
Better hide your heart, better hold on tight
Say your prayers, cause theres trouble tonight
When pride and love battle with desire
Better hide your heart, cause youre playing with fire
The ride was over but the story doesnt end, he took her heart
She looked him in the eye and said they couldnt meet again
You could see the trouble start
The word went out that rosas messin with someone, it was on the street
Tito looked for johnny with a vengeance and a gun
Johnny better run, better run
Chorus
Johnnys holdin rosa on a rooftop in the night, as time stood still
They couldnt hear him coming til he had them both in sight
You could feel a chill
A shot ran out like thunder and the blood was on her hands, with nothing won
When someone lies dying, lovers finally understand
Chorus...
song performed by by Kiss
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Street Fighting Man
Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy
Tell me what can a poor boy do
cept for sing for a rock n roll band
cause in this sleepy l.a. town
Theres just no place for a street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
Do you think the time is right for a palace revolution
Where I live the game to play is compromise solution
Well then what can a poor boy
cept for sing for a rock n roll band
cause in this sleepy l.a. town
Theres just no place for a street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Well what else can a poor boy do?
Hey my name is called disturbance
Ill shout and scream, Ill kill the king, Ill rail at all his servants
Well what can a poor boy do
For sing for a rock n roll band
In this sleepy l.a. town
Theres just no place for
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
For a street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
A street fighting man
song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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Santa Rosa
Seems like 10 years ago
Though today my mind is slow
Me and Mickey Craig were running west from Idaho
Robbed a bank to get some bread
Seems like 15 men lay dead
In a path that led us straight to Santa Rosa
Now and then ol' Mick'd say
Boy at home you should of stayed
Than to follow me and learn the life of looking back
But he'd spit and slap his side
Just to see if he's alive
Then he'd sing his banjo song of Santa Rosa
He said whoa-oh, singing oh Santa Rosa
Whoa-oh, high and low-oh-oo
Then one day, sang ol' Craig,
I'll be free to go my way
And be standing by the bay at Santa Rosa
Now one time late at night
Mickey lit no fire light
Cause he feared the posse close behind might flush us out
But he picked a bit 'fore sleep
To the tune of Cripple Creek
He was murdered by a man from Santa Rosa
And he sang whoa-oh, singing oh Santa Rosa
whoa-oh, singing oh Santa Rosa
whoa-oh, high and low-o-o
Til I come once again with my banjo pickin' friend
We'll be oh high and low in Santa Rosa
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Santa Rosa
Id give anything to be back home in santa rosa
How I wish this road would take me home where I belong
cause I have found no other place where I will stay
Im tired and all my dreams have failed along the way
Id give anything to be back home in santa rosa
Though I wonder what my folks would think about me now
I guess Ive changed, like people do, when things go wrong
But in the end, somehow I know, well get along
Chorus
Santa rosa Ill be back to stay
Im on my way
Santa rosa Ill be back to stay
Id give anything to be back home in santa rosa
How I wish to see the old house where I used to live
And all my friends, will they be there, when I come home
How I regret the day when I set out to roam
Repeat chorus
Id give anything to be back home in santa rosa (3)
song performed by by ABBA
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Worry compounds the futility of being trapped on a dead-end street. Thinking opens new avenues.
quote by Cullen Hightower
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On The Street
On the street
On the street
O, O, On the street
On the street
O, O, On the street
[Everybody dance]
[Watch for the difference]
On the street
{Breaking on broadway]
O, O, On the street
[Shaking on sunset strip]
On the street
[Like nobody booming supporting that]
Da, da, da, da, da ...
On the street
On the street
Dancing
On the street
On the street
Dancing
Dancing
On the street
On the street
[Twisting on the turnpipe]
Dancing
On the street
On the street
On the street ...
Da, da, da, da, ...
Dance on the street ...
song performed by by Madonna
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The Street Only Knew Your Name
Your street, rich street or poor
You should always be sure of your street
There's a place in your heart,
When you know from the start
And you can't be complete without a street
Keep movin' on, just like a train
Sometimes you gotta look back to the street again
Would you prefer all those castles in spain
Or a view of the street from your window pane
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name, oh your precious name, precious name
There was walter and joy, kate and roy
All hung around the corner lamplight
Get together sing some songs
Like boppin' the blues - you make me feel alright
That was long before fortune and fame
No such thing as a star when you've played that game
Everyone knew who everyone was
There was no preference in the street no, no
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name, oh your precious name
And you walked around in the heart of town
Listening for that sound
And you walk around in the heart of town
Listening for that sound
Blue suede shoes, it was the blue suede shoes
When you were young, so young
So very very young
When you were young, so young
So very very young
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
And the street only knew your name
song performed by by Van Morrison
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A Street Child
Who will care for me when i am born into this world?
For day and night i've been walking on the streets;
And i have to struggle to survive for i am a street child.
No, not even one!
For many parents do not even know their children;
And i was born into a lovely home but now,
I do live on the street as a street child.
Lust and sex,
We were born out of it;
But how many parents still know that we do exist?
How many?
They really do not care abour us,
And i have to struggle to survive on my own;
How many days more left for me?
And i have to make ends meet from the streets;
Because there is nobody around to help me,
And i have no place called home again.
A street child that i am,
And of the many rivers to cross for my survival;
How many social workers do know of our plights?
How many?
How many streets do we have to sleep on?
How many? Hopw many governmenets do we have to wait for?
How many?
Yet still i am a street child.
Who really care about us?
And who really care about me?
My parents do not even know my where about;
Right from Kwazulu Natal Province to Tingitingi,
And from Obbia to Nima!
How many do care?
I am born into this world but,
I am living on the street;
And who will care about me?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Depot Street
I live on the west side, by the county reservoir
And she lives down on depot street, behind the city hall
Behind the city hall
Her fathers name is macintosh, her mothers name is pearl
And they live down on depot street, shes my little girl
Shes my little girl
Down on depot street, Im gonna see my baby
Depot street, Im gonna see my girl
Depot street, baby, baby, baby
Depot street, behind the city hall
We aint got no money, we dont have no car
We stay down on depot street, just dancin in the park
Dancin in the park
And her sister doesnt like me, but I dont really care
I know the only reason is she wants me for herself
She wants me for herself
Down on depot street, Im gonna see my baby
Depot street, Im gonna see my girl
Depot street, baby, baby, baby
Depot street, behind the city hall
Shes my baby, shes my girl
And we aint been to college, we both quit high school
There was way too many people there makin way too many rules
Makin way too many rules
So we got no education, but we dont care at all
Cause it dont mean much on depot street, behind the city hall
Behind the city hall
Down on depot street, Im gonna see my baby
Depot street, Im gonna see my girl
Depot street, baby, baby, baby
Depot street, behind the city hall
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Thw Musical Lady
The Musical Lady
I knew of a pavement café where tables and chairs were painted
in different colours, this to lend ambience in an otherwise dreary
street. A young lady, a student at the music conservatorium, came
here for lunch and always insisted on sitting on the same chair,
a rosa one; she was pretty in stern way, long black dress, flat shoes,
plain long hair and big glasses, waiters were happy to oblige her.
This caused jalousie amongst other chairs that wanted her to sit on
them too. In the night they ganged up on the rosa one, upended it
and scratched badly. The owner thought it was the work of vandals,
put the damage chair in the store room, but when the musical lady
came she insisted to sit on her chair damaged or not. Other seats
felt bad realizing it was not the rosa’s fault but the idiosyncrasy of
the artist, so in the night the spruced up the rosa till it looked as new.
But now the pianist didn’t want it, not the same as before, she said
and sat on a yellow chair. Feeling a miffed the gleaming new looking
seat said to itself: “No big shake she had a narrow, cold bum anyway.”
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Dont Go Down That Street
Dont go down that street
In those shoes that squeak
cause I get afraid that you might not come home
Careful how you speak
When youre on the street
cause theyve broken down all the telephones
Dont go down that street, no no no
Dont go down that street, no no no
Dont go down that street
Dont go down that street
Where the brave boys meet
cause Im chicken feed when theyre on their own
Dont get in that car
Things might go too far
(line in japanese)
Dont go down that street, no no no
Dont go down that street, no no no
Dont go down that street
(japanese talkover by miko)
(ooh, ooh, aaah, aah)
(japanese verse)
song performed by by Culture Club
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Veils Are Removed
A divide quickly sliding,
To leave behind a limited consciousness...
With a lighting to dawn,
Upon that which had hid in darkness...
Brightening the minds of those,
Once opposed to a slipping of a grasp...
But now they have chosen,
To broaden with a widened scope on life.
Lifting away those hassels weighted.
With a beginning for them to show,
Avenues they had not thought existed.
Avenues they thought to them,
Were just too unrealistic.
But veils are removed...
Only when that time comes.
And that time...
Has come today!
To reveal that which is no longer concealed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dancing In The Streets
Hey, comin out around the world be ready for a brand new beat
Oh, summers here and the time is right, oh, for dancing in the street
Dancing in chicago (dancing in the street)
Down in new orleans (dancing in the street)
In new york city (dancing in the street)
All we need is music, sweet music (sweet, sweet music)
Theyll be music everywhere (everywhere)
Theyll be laughing, singing, music swinging and dancing in the street
It doesnt matter what you wear just as long as you are there
Theyre dancing (dancing in the street) oh oh
This is an invitation across the nation the chance for folks to meet
Therell be swinging, swaying, music playing and dancing in the street
Philadelphia, pa now (dancing in the street)
Baltimore and d.c. (dancing in the street)
Cant forget them other cities (dancing in the street)
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Wouldn’t It Be Nice
As we walk down any street
and pass people by the score
we forget that within each of them
there is a rich tapestry to explore.
Our lives are but a minute moment
in the whole of eternity
and we should always look out
for new avenues of knowledge to explore.
We may never pass this way again,
so wouldn’t it be nice
if one of those strangers
became a friend for life.
9 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Shame
The citys burning with desire
High-heeled chicks turnin tricks in a trance
Pin-stripe zombies on fire
Sayin hey baby, heres a dime for a dance
(out on the street)
I see innocent faces in the rain
(out on the street)
I see make-up runnin down from tears of pain
Down the drain
Shame
Now mama tell it like it is
Its a shame
For what papa did
Its a shame
Your sister shouldve told you so
Its a shame
cause nobody wants to know
The neon moon turns red around midnight
Junior junkies and runaway girls
Blue eyed babies posing in the headlights
Another stray cat in a dog eat dog world
(out on the street)
Aint no room for no cheap talkin prayer
(out on the street)
You dont know what its like till youre there
And youre runnin scared
Shame
Now mama tell it like it is
Its a shame
The way papa hurt his kid
Its a shame
Your sister shouldve told you so
Its a shame
Cmon man let her go
So young
Yet so old
So hard to find a friend
She lives from lover to lover
till theres nothing left of her
Yeah sweet daddy scores again
Shame
Now mama tell it like it is
Its a shame
The way papa hurt his kid
Its a shame
Your sister shouldve told you so
Its a shame
Cmon man let her go
The world shouldve let you know
Cmon man let her go
Shame on the school
Shame on the teacher
Shame on those sticky little fingers all over that helpless creature
Shame on the parish
Shame on the preacher
From where he stands that man dont have half a chance to reach her
Shame shame shame
On me and you
Shame shame shame
Now what are we goin to do
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Dancin' In The Streets (live)
Hey, comin' out around the world be ready for a brand new beat
Oh, summer's here and the time is right, oh, for dancing in the street
Dancing in Chicago (dancing in the street)
Down in New Orleans (dancing in the street)
In New York City (dancing in the street)
All we need is music, sweet music (sweet, sweet music)
They'll be music everywhere (everywhere)
They'll be laughing, singing, music swinging and dancing in the street
It doesn't matter what you wear just as long as you are there
They're dancing (dancing in the street) oh oh
This is an invitation across the nation the chance for folks to meet
There'll be swinging, swaying, music playing and dancing in the street
Philadelphia, PA now (dancing in the street)
Baltimore and D.C. (dancing in the street)
Can't forget them other cities (dancing in the street
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Our street light
there we would sit
under the street light
free from the dark
just you and me
having a laugh
talking bout the good times
talking bout the bad
however messed up our lives were
watever pain we were in
the street light would heal us and set us free again
it was our getaway
it was our thing
the street light brought us together
the street light brought us the end
i still remember that street light like that special glow you had my friend
the street light brought us fun
the street light brought us love
the street light brought us warmth as we lay and look at the stars above
i was happy under the street light
as i knew you were too
comforting each other was all we used to do
the street light may be faded
the street light may be dull
but lets just remember the street light kept us going strong!
poem by Brad Brown
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