Mideast Vacation
Mideast vacation
I used to watch highway patrol
Whittlin with my knife
But the thought never struck me
Id be black and white for life
I was raised on law and order
I a community of strife
Became a restless boarder
And I never took a wife.
I went lookin for khaddafi
Aboard air force one
But I never did find him
And the c.i.a. said son,
Youll never be a hero
Your flyin days are done
Its time for you to go home now
Stop sniffin that smokin gun.
I was travellin with my family
In the mideast late one night
In the hotel all was quiet
The kids were out like little lights
Then the street was filled with jeeps
There was an explosion to the right
They chanted death to america
I was feelin like a fight.
So I ran downstairs
And out into the street
Someone kicked me in the belly
Someone else kissed my feet
I was rambo in the disco
I was shootin to the beat
When they burned me in effigy
My vacation was complete.
song performed by by Neil Young
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No Vacation From The Blues
(Gary Rossington, Travis Tritt)
I took some time down by the ocean
Just to try and shake the notion
That my world could not continue without you
So I took a long vacation
Traveled all around the nation
Trying hard to rearrange my point of view
I went from Birmingham all the way to Boulder
And when I looked over my shoulder
All I could see was your sweet face shining though
And no matter how hard I try
To fight off the urge to cry
It seems there ain't no vacation from the blues
And I can run but I can't hide
From the pain I feel inside
And there's no one but myself left to accuse
So with all these bridges burned
There's no pages left to turn
And there ain't no vacation from the blues
Baby, don't misunderstand me
I'm not playing any games
I'm trying to find a rainbow
But I can't find it for the rain
So with all these bridges burned
There's no pages left to turn
And there ain't no vacation
Said there ain't no vacation
Said there ain't no vacation
From the blues
song performed by by Travis Tritt
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Stranger On A Quiet Street
When all the thrills have been forgotten
The chill of night can call them home
And all the dreams that you left stranded
Will slowly start to come along
I felt it as she slipped away, slipped away
I didnt have the words to say
When I saw the stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
You can go straight as an arrow
You can go straight as you dare
Walkin the old straight and narrow
Dont always get you there
The sun was shining when I saw it all
She was moving to a different beat
When I met a stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
It came to me out of the blue, out of the blue
There came the moment that I really knew
When I met a stranger
A stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street, on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
Stranger on a quiet street
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Bleecker Street
Bleecker street, bleecker street
Sure like to find you underneath my feet
You make me feel kinda cool and complete
My down home one and only bleecker street
They say broadway cant be beat
And fifth avenue is pretty neat
But none of them big boys can compete
With my down home one and only bleecker street
I could be
In hawaii
Chasing waves
Admiring the sky
London, paris, amsterdam...
But Im just ecstatic
Where I am
Life is sexy, life is sweet
In manhattans ninety-six degree heat
Just pounding tar to my favourite beat
My down home one and only bleecker street
song performed by by Waterboys
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Real Man
Took my baby to a picture show
Found a seat in the back row
Sound came up lights went down
Rambo he was blowin em down
I dont need no gun in my fist baby
All I need is your sweet kiss
To get me feelin like a real man
Feelin like a real man
Well you can beat on your chest
Hell any monkey can
But you got me feelin like a real man
Oh feelin like a real man
Me and my girl saturday night
Late movie on channel five
The girls were droppin theyre droppin like flies
To some smooth talkin cool walkin private eye
I aint got no nerves of steel
But all I got to know is if your love is real
To get me feelin like a real man
Oh feelin like a real man
Well you can beat...
I aint no fighter thats easy to see
And as a lover I aint goin down in history
But when the lights go down and you pull me close
Well I look in your eyes and theres one thing I know
Baby Ill be tough enough
If I can find the guts to give you all my love
Then Ill be feelin like a real man
Oh feelin like a real man
Well you can beat...
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Thank God Its Friday
Finally the weekends come
And everything is goin down
Nine to five and now its time
For me to get around
Good poppin aint no stoppin everybodys in the mood
Mind blowin once you feel the music startin to get to you
Disco nights, party lights, its all good for me
1 - thank God its friday
Party lights, friday night feelin right
Its a party
Thank God its friday
Party lights, friday night feelin right
Its a party
Throw your hands up
If youre ready to get down and jam tonight
Musics got ya jumpin
And youre feeling not a care tonight
Keep goin dont you stop
Just let this volume get in you
Take some time out for yourself
And let this friday get to you
Disco nights, party lights
Its all good for me
Repeat 1
Oh god, thank you for friday
Oh thank you heavenly father
Oooo so many people lookin, lookin for the spot
Theres a party over here
So many people lookin for the party spot
If you find it
Let me know and Ill be there until I drop
Valet parking at the club
It lets you know its friday night
People swayin, music playin
And this weekend feels so right, yeah
Repeat 1
My sistas, enjoy your weekend
And may God bless all of you
song performed by by R. Kelly
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Swollen (Final Chapter)
they talked throught the night
as the candle burned down, exchanging
the stories of their lives.
then finally, they just sat in the stillness,
listening to the walls of the old house
breathe.
he thought about his life, the work, the
family, the love... all gone.
she whispered, 'be still, they're coming...'
the lights of the cruiser inched up the
street. stopping, they shone a light into
the old house, like fingers probing.
they sat motionless, afraid to move..
finally, they moved on.
'they'll be back, someone's called...' she
began to cry.
he sat up and dug in his pocket. pulling
out a wadded up old black and white photo,
he straightened it out, taking out a fifty
dollar bill.
'i want you to have it... when they go to chasing
me, take the baby, and run...'
before she could say anything, he was up and
out the door.
he crouched in the bushes at the end of the drive.
when he saw the cruiser coming, he stood up and
let out a whoop. he took off running as fast as he
could go, trying to put distance between them and
the old house
when they finally cornered him, one street over, he
put up a struggle. as they beat him to the ground
with their batons, he imagined he could see the lights
of a car going down the street. it was the last thing
he ever remembered!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Coming Back To My Little Home
I come late to my home.
As I approach it,
I watch for my behavior
my feelings
if they are clean, talk and stand straight.
i make sure
i have no unfinished
business left:
everything is said,
told,
and done.
my room,
my my street,
my neighbors,
the house number
the five street lights bulbs
and my old car
-I do not use or care to fix, -
my 64 feet square garden,
And the silence of the night
make me feel home
and welcomed
to rest,
take off my clothes, and
all the good feelings with it.
my home
my love home
the woman i always see
waiting for me
late,
the child i like to kiss,
the stuck of white papers
needed to be filled,
and the few
articles: the subject does not really matter!
my home
my kitchen
my spared cans
and little milk
a loaf of bread that fills my eyes and hunger;
A jar of herbal tea i managed to make
my home and
my bed
stretching itself over my room
my home
my canvases
need to be recycled
recolored
and reborn
again,
again, and again.
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Travellin Man
(leon wilkeson -- ronnie vanzant)
I was born a travellin man, thats all Ill ever be
Moving around from town to town its what makes me so free
My father was a trucker for the years since 23
On the day that I was born his blood was left for me
Im a travellin man
Travellin man -- thats what I am
Travellin man
Travellin man
Thats what I am
Travellin man -- thats what I am
No one puts a hold on me
Youll see me once or maybe twice
Thats all youll see of me
All you pretty women lord, I hope you understand
Dont be a fool and fall in love with a travellin man
Im a travellin man
Travellin man -- thats what I am
Travellin man
Travellin man
Thats what I am
Travellin man -- thats what I am
But at least Im free
Travellin man
Oh thats what I am
Travellin man -- thats what I am, lord I move so fast
I have had so many women, none of them have lasted
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Travellin man -- thats what I am
Travellin man
Travellin man
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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On Yonge Street
See the people walkin up and down
See the people movin all around
On the streets of my hometown on yonge street
Longest street in the world they say
Summertime soon slips away
I hope Ill see you one fine day on yonge street
Everywhere you go in a city by the lake
Back there in the flow you may give a hand a shake
Everyone you pass seems to wanna say hello
Even late at night on the freshly fallen snow
See the children jumpin all around
See the parents looking up and down
Upon the streets of my hometown on yonge street
Its a mean street if you choose
Its a lean street when you lose
An in-between street when you cruise on yonge street
Everywhere you go in a city by the lake
Youll be sure and find its a case of give and take
Everyone you pass seems to want to say hello
Even late at night when the streets are all aglow
Its the longest street in the world
With the most feet in the world
Another street where boy meets girl on yonge street
See the people walkin up and down
See the people movin all around
Those are the streets of my hometown on yonge street
Everywhere you walk people almost say hello
Even late at night when the streets are all aglow
On yonge street
On yonge street
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Our House
Father wears his sunday best
Mothers tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sisters sighing in her sleep
Brothers got a date to keep
He cant hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house it has a crowd
Theres always something happening
And its usually quite loud
Our mum shes so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Something tells you that youve got to get away from it
Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss
Shes the one theyre going to miss
In lots of ways
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how wed play simply waste the day away
Then wed say nothing would come between us two dreamers
Father wears his sunday best
Mothers tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sisters sighing in her sleep
Brothers got a date to keep
He cant hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
song performed by by Madness
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Mideast Insomnia Revisited
Another Christmas vacation
political turmoil across our nation
can't sleep, no rest, no z's
what the sam hell am I doing awake
in the a.m at a quarter to three
this world, a global discontent
must be and has to be
if you are spiritual at all
satan sent
mideast mess again
never 'till the end of humanity and this earth
will there be peace
no more
Oh! blessed Israel, protect your own
The entire universe does care
The evil works of the Hammas
must pay their fare
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Boulevard
Down on the boulevard they take it hard
They look at life with such disregard
They say it cant be won
The way the game is run
But if you choose to stay
You end up playing anyway
Its okay--
The kids in shock up and down the block
The folks are home playing beat the clock
Down at the golden cup
They set the young ones up
Under the neon light
Selling day for night
Its alright--
Nobody rides for free
Nobody gets it like they want it to be
Nobody hands you any guarantee
Nobody
The hearts are hard and the times are tough
Down on the boulevard the nights enough
And time passes slow
Between the store front shadows and the street lights glow
Everybody walks right by like theyre safe or something
They dont know--
Nobody knows you
Nobody owes you nothin
Nobody shows you what theyre thinking
Nobody baby
Hey, hey, baby
You got to watch the street, keep your feet
And be on guard
Make it pay baby
Its only time on the boulevard
song performed by by Jackson Browne
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Left To My Own Devices (disco Mix)
I get out of bed at half past ten
Phone up a friend, who's a party animal
Turn on the news and drink some tea
Maybe if you're with me we'll do some shopping
One day I'll read, or learn to drive a car
If you pass the test, you can beat the rest
But I don't like to compete, or talk street, street, street
I can pick up the best from the party animal
I could leave you, say goodbye
Or I could love you, if I try
And I could
And left to my own devices, I probably would
Pick up a brochure about the sun
Learn to ignore what the photographer saw
I was always told that you should join a club
Stick with the gang, if you want to belong
I was a lonely boy, no strength, no joy
In a world of my own at the back of the garden
I didn't want to compete, or play out on the street
For in a secret life I was a round head general
I could leave you, say goodbye
Or I could love you, if I try
And I could
And left to my own devices, I probably would
Left to my own devices, I probably would
Oh, I would
I was faced with a choice at a difficult age
Would I write a book? Or should I take to the stage?
But in the back of my head I heard distant feet
Che Guevara and Dbussy to a disco beat
It's not a crime when you look the way you do
The way I like to picture you
When I get home, it's late at night
I pour a drink and watch the fight
Turn off the TV, look at a book
Pick up the phone, fix some food
Maybe I'll sit up all night and day
Waiting for the minute I hear you say
I could leave you, say goodbye
Or I could love you, if I try
And I could
And left to my own devices, I probably would
Come on, baby, say goodbye
Or I could love you, if I try
And I could
And left to my own devices, I probably would
Left to my own devices, I probably would
(Come on baby)
Left to my own devices, I probably would
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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That's What You Said
I remember the night you weren't at home
(had to work late is what I heard)
That's what you said
I can never forget the way it felt,
you needed some time to work it out,
that's what you said
and now I feel a fool.
'Cos late at night I call your name,
I'm wondering what for,
'cos I've seen those other guys
sniffin' around your door.
Whatever happened to the words
'Lovers for all eternity?'
That's what you said,
I was your rome, you were my Juliet,
eternally
that's what you said
and now I feel a fool.
'Cos late at night I hear your voice
calling out my name,
oh I know it's just a dream
but every night's the same.
I carried a torch for you, through the thick and thin
you know it don't seem right that I won't see you again
No no
Late at night I call your name,
I'm wondering what for,
'cos I keep seeing those other guys
sniffin' around your door.
I carried a torch for you through the wind and rain
I'll never forget you, but I won't see you again
No no
I thought your friends all liked me
I thought I fitted in just right,
that's what you said.
Soon I'll be gone and you'll be free,
you can go find the things that you want.
That's what you said
and I won't feel a fool
'cos late at night I still call your name,
I'm wondering what for,
'cos I keep seeing those other guys
sniffin' around your door.
What for?
song performed by by Phil Collins
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Hot Street
Stone shaker is looking fine
Shes a heartbreaker every time
She never seems to realize
That someday shell be crying too
Oo!
8she is)
A sharp shooter thats moving fast
A slight cruiser loaded with gas
Slowing down to make a pass
You think its gonna hit you
So why not take a chance?
cause this is hot street
(burnin it up)
Just feel the night beat, yeah
(fun on the run)
cause this is hot street
(ready or not)
Because the fantasy will never stop
On hot street
Oo!
A street walker when theres time to spare
Big spenders holding their share
A heart of gold, but no one cares
(no one seems to care)
Within their eyes
Some young lovers are laughing loud
And theres some old suckers trying to get down
The evening spins around and round
(spins around and round)
Yes, people of the night smoking through the dark
cause this is hot street
(burnin it up)
Just feel the night beat, yeah
(fun on the run)
cause this is hot street
(ready or not)
Because the fantasy will never stop
On hot street
Oo!
(all night mover)
Just trying to put a little fun in their lives
(winners, losers)
You see them standing on the corner of the neon light
Aow!
(tonight)
Oo! yeah, yeah
Oo!
Some feeling you cant explain
Its such a hard feeling lying in beds flame
The evening starts to fall again
(starts to fall again)
Its time to come alive
So why not take a chance?
cause this is hot street
(burnin it up)
Just feel the night beat, yeah
(fun on the run)
cause this is hot street
(ready or not)
Because the fantasy will never stop
On hot street
Oo!
cause this is hot street
(burnin it up)
Just feel the night beat, yeah
(fun on the run)
cause this is hot street
(ready or not)
Because the fantasy will never stop
On hot street
Oo!
(burning it up)
(fun on the run)
(ready or not)
(the fantasy will never stop)
[repeat to fade]
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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Life Was A Play (The World A Stage)
(Johnny McCollum/Pal Rakes/Nelson Larkin)
Lookin' back on my younger days
Life was a play and the world a stage
Lust, love and greed were in my heart
I thought I had to play each part
I'd skip school and get in a fight
Had a different girl every Friday night
But it all came out in the wash
Dad always said boys will be boys
Mom and dad backed me through it all
Picked me up each time I'd fall
In fact they called it growing pains
And said all kids must try such things
They kept the faith and brought me through
I still make a mistake or two
Lookin' back on my younger days
Life was a play and the world a stage
I lost my driver's license twice
For speeding and running red lights
But like all kids I lived and learned
Play with fire and you'll get burned
I bucked the system day and night
Smoked cigarettes and tried the wine
Thought breakin' rules was bein' cool
It's clear to me now I was a fool
Mom and dad backed me through it all
Picked me up each time I'd fall
In fact they called it growing pains
And said all kids must try such things
They kept the faith and brought me through
I still make a mistake or two
Lookin' back on my younger days
Life was a play and the world a stage
Yeah everything turned out ok
Life was a play and the world a stage
song performed by by Toby Keith
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Kilroy Was Here
Theres a fellow roaming round the street
I think most of all Id like to meet
I must consider him a clever lad
Making like a young sir galahad
Everywhere I go I think hes been
He autographs the walls around the scene
If you look hard enough youll find him there
In rooms of public places everywhere
Kilroy was here
Left his name around the place
Kilroy was here
Thought Ive never seen his face
On a short vacation with my friends
I found I had time on my hands to spare
Surveyed my telescope around the land
And saw his name imprinted in the sand
Kilroy was here
Left his name around the place
Kilroy was here
Thought Ive never seen his face
On a short vacation with my friends
I found I had time on my hands to spare
Surveyed my telescope around the land
And saw his name imprinted in the sand
I wonder could he be a cavalier
Or a roving musketeer
Or just a dustman whos insane
Everyplace regardless where or when
.... strikes again and again and again
If I ever meet that man at all
Ill hang a plague upon my bedroom wall
A monument erected in his name
Would help to contribute his name
Kilroy was here
Left his name around the place
Kilroy was here
Thought Ive never seen his face
On a short vacation with my friends
I found I had time on my hands to spare
Surveyed my telescope around the land
And saw his name imprinted in the sand
Kilroy was here
Though Ive never seen his face
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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I Want A Vacation
I want a vacation
For saying a word or two to you
See the moon just when
It lands in your eyes.
I want a vacation
To hold your hands for a while
And walk a few steps to anywhere,
To feel you even if for a moment.
I want a vacation
Just to do anything
To let you know I still care
And see a smile cross your face.
I need a vacation
For coming out from within
To be with you just once
And hold onto it forever!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Kids In America 94
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the
City go rushing by
I sit here alone
And I wonder why
Friday night and everyones moving
I can fell the heat
But its shooting
Heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Were the kids in america
Were the kids in america
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets faster
Look boy, dont check on your watch
Not another glance
Im not leaving now, honey not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later baby youll be saying never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Were the kids in america
Were the kids in america
Everybody live for the music-go-round
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Kids In America 94 (Cappella Mix)
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the
City go rushing by
I sit here alone
And I wonder why
Friday night and everyones moving
I can fell the heat
But its shooting
Heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Were the kids in america
Were the kids in america
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets faster
Look boy, dont check on your watch
Not another glance
Im not leaving now, honey not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later baby youll be saying never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Were the kids in america
Were the kids in america
Everybody live for the music-go-round
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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