Killer Wants To Go To College
Inmate
Killer wants to go to college
He wants to get his parole
So the department of corrections
Will release him in the fall
Killer wants to go on t.v.
Wants to talk about his book
Make my life into a movie
I got the style, I got the look.
Virgil
This boy used to be on death-row
Will his violence return?
Will he call out to his mother,
mama, you can watch me burn!
Inmate
Killer wants to go to college
Another bullshit degree
Tell the little town of new paltz
you aint got nothin to be scared about with me
Lead vocal, acoustic guitar-paul simon
Guitar, harmonica-harper simon
Guitar-arlen roth
Bass-tony garnier
Piano-horace ott
Drums-shannon ford
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Bernadette
Sal
Whoa------i got time on my hands tonight
Youre the girl of my dreams
When Im near you my future seems bright
Oo------i want you to be my girl
I want you to be my movie
I am sal mineo and I need you so
Sweet bernadette
Whoa------you got style from your hair to your heels
Though my words may be jumbled
Still Im telling you just how it feels
I love you
Sal & bernadette
I love you
And the breeze that wraps around you
Sal
Satin summer nights
Bernadette
Satin summer nights
Sal & bernadette
A girl I cant forget
Sal
Whoa------youre the smile of the moon bernadette
Sal & bernadette
Dom dom dom doo
Well-a well Im home
Dom dom dom doo
Well-a well Im home
Sal
Wop, wop, wop, wop
Come with me
Theres a place I want you to see
When the leaves are dark
Ive got a hiding place in central park
And the sky is a coat of diamonds
Theres a wooden cross over my bed
The city is lit with candles
Theyre shining for you bernadette.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Oo oo, bernadette
Sal & bernadette
Dom dom dom doo
Well-a well Im home
Dom dom dom doo
Well-a well Im home
Sal
Wop, wop, wop, wop, wop.
Lead, background vocal, hi string and acoustic guitar-paul simon
Background vocal-milton cardona
Background vocal-ray de la paz
Background vocal-myrna gomila
Background vocal-kevin harrison
Background vocal-teana rodriguez
Celeste, synthesizer, vibes, glockenspiel-oscar hernandez
Guitar-paul livant
Guitar-vincent nguini
Tenor saxophone-bill holloman
Piano-horace ott
Bass-john beal
Bell tree-bobby allende
Drums, guitar case kick drum-robby ameen
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Trailway Bus
LAZARUS
A passenger traveling quietly conceals
himself
With a magazine and a sleepless pillow
Over the crest of the mountain the moon
begins its climb
And he wakes to find he's in rolling
farmland
The farmer sleeps against his wife
He wonders what their life must be
A Trailways bus is heading south
Into Washington, D.C.
A mother and child, the baby maybe two months old
Prepare themselves for sleep and feeding.
The shadow of the Capitol dome slides across his face
And his heart is racing with the urge to freedom.
The father motionless as stone,
A shepherd resting with his flock,
The Trailways bus is turning west-
Dallas via Little Rock.
WAHZINAK
O my darling, darling Sal
The desert moon is my witness.
I've no money to come East,
But I know you'll soon be here
LAZARUS
We pull into downtown Dallas by the side of
the Grassy Knoll
Where the leader fell and a town was broken.
Away from the feel and flow of life for so many years
He hears music playing and Spanish spoken
The border patrol outside of Tucson boarded the bus
BORDER PATROLMAN
Any aliens here? You better check with us,
How about you son?
You look like you got Spanish blood.
Do you 'Habla Ingles,' am I understood?
SAL
Yes, I am an alien, from Mars.
I come to earth from outer space.
And if I traveled my whole life
You guys would still be on my case
You guys would still be on my case
LAZARUS
But he can't leave his fears behind,
He recalls each fatal thrust
The screams carried by the wind,
Phantom figures in the dust
Phantom figures in the dust
Phantom figures in the dust.
Lead Vocal, Acoustic Guitar-Paul Simon
Vocal-Sara Ramirez
Guitar-Vincent Nguini
Guitar, Acoustic Guitar Solo-Arlen Roth
Pedal Steel-Robby Turner
Bass-Bakithi Kumalo
Trumpet-Bill Holloman
Accordion-Mike Ramos
Fender Rhodes-Oriente Lopez
Shaker-Crusher Bennett
Drums-Shannon Ford
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Trailways Bus
Lazarus
A passenger traveling quietly conceals himself
With a magazine and a sleepless pillow
Over the crest of the mountain the moon begins its climb
And he wakes to find hes in rolling farmland
The farmer sleeps against his wife
He wonders what their life must be
A trailways bus is heading south
Into washington, d.c.
A mother and child, the baby maybe two months old
Prepare themselves for sleep and feeding.
The shadow of the capitol dome slides across his face
And his heart is racing with the urge to freedom.
The father motionless as stone,
A shepherd resting with his flock,
The trailways bus is turning west-
Dallas via little rock.
Wahzinak
O my darling, darling sal
The desert moon is my witness.
Ive no money to come east,
But I know youll soon be here
Lazarus
We pull into downtown dallas by the side of the grassy knoll
Where the leader fell and a town was broken.
Away from the feel and flow of life for so many years
He hears music playing and spanish spoken
The border patrol outside of tucson boarded the bus
Border patrolman
Any aliens here? you better check with us,
How about you son?
You look like you got spanish blood.
Do you habla ingles, am I understood?
Sal
Yes, I am an alien, from mars.
I come to earth from outer space.
And if I traveled my whole life
You guys would still be on my case
You guys would still be on my case
Lazarus
But he cant leave his fears behind,
He recalls each fatal thrust
The screams carried by the wind,
Phantom figures in the dust
Phantom figures in the dust
Phantom figures in the dust.
Lead vocal, acoustic guitar-paul simon
Vocal-sara ramirez
Guitar-vincent nguini
Guitar, acoustic guitar solo-arlen roth
Pedal steel-robby turner
Bass-bakithi kumalo
Trumpet-bill holloman
Accordion-mike ramos
Fender rhodes-oriente lopez
Shaker-crusher bennett
Drums-shannon ford
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Killer On The Loose
Some people they call me jack
Some people they call me insane
Im looking for somebody
And I dont even know her name
I might be looking for you
Wherever you may be
For there is something Ive got to do to you honey
And its between you and me
Now you might think its funny
Or maybe its a joke
But youve got plenty of reason to worry honey
'cause you wouldnt stand a hope
Theres a killer on the loose again
A killer on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
A ladykiller on the loose
Now Im not trying to be nasty
Or Im not trying to make you scared
But theres a killer on the loose
Or havent you heard
Hell be walking around this town
Just about midnight
Yes, thats chinatown
Thats right
Thats right
Now you might think Im messing
Or he dont exist
But honey Im confessing
Im a mad sexual rapist
Theres a killer on the loose again
A killer on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
A ladykiller on the loose
Ill be standing in the shadows of love
Waiting for you
Dont unzip your zipper
'cause you know Im jack the ripper
Now dont wail, dont...
Theres a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadows
A killer on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
Coming to get you
A ladykiller on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadows of love
A killer on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
Thats right jack
A ladykiller on the loose
Theres a killer on the loose again
Standing in the shadow
A killer on the loose again, of love
Theres a killer on the loose again
Oooh
You better watch out
A killer on the loose
Play that back
Check it back
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I play piano and guitar. Acoustic guitar. I tried studying classical guitar when I was 16 but it got really hard. I could never play a lead to save my life.
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Quality
Teen idol
The way you move
Its got quality
Come on baby, lets go downtown
Little girl, you sure look good to me
The way you move
Its got quality
Come on baby now dont be shy
Step in the light so I can see
The way you move
Its got quality
Girls
I want to know
Are you my beautiful young boy
Or just another love
Passing through my life
I need to know
Will you be my sorrow and my joy
And maybe one day soon
Will I be your wife.
Teen idol
Come on baby,
Lets rock some more
I want to spend my salary
The way you move
Its got quality
Sal
Everytime they see me walk down the street
They say co? o that boy is fine
The way he moves
Got quality
Girls
I want to know
Are you my beautiful young boy,
Or just another love
Passing through my life,
I need to know
Will you be my sorrow and my joy
And maybe one day soon
Will I be your wife
Quiero saber
Quiero saber
Nadie nunca sabe
En la vida
Teen idol
The way you move
Its got quality
The way you move
Its got quality
Lead vocal-paul simon
Falsetto lead vocal-frank negron
Background and duo vocal-teana rodriguez
Background and duo vocal-myrna gomila
Background vocal-bobby bright
Background vocal-sean pulley
Background vocal-paul simon
Background vocal-trent sutton
Background vocal-dionte sutton
Guitar-wallace richardson
Piano-paul griffin
Bass-jay leonhart
Conga, cowbell-jimmy sabater
Drums-richard crooks
Tenor saxophone-chris eminizer
Additional production by roy halee
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Im Free
Im free and Im happy
I am free from your hatred
Ive parted from the part
That I participated in
So Im free it was easy
I know nothing of your hatred
Ive known and shone the light
And the darkness abated
So Im free
Run skip jump play
My little boy is happy
Look hes smiling because
He knows no fear... hear...
My mommys calling me
And Im running thru the fields
Because Im free...
Every day in every way
Im getting better and better and better
And better and better and better, etc
Because theres no fear... here why
I cant tell you now cause
Im runnin through the woods
And I just jumped a little bit higher...
Cause Im free
And thats the way he created me to be
I have turned from your hatred
I turned on the light
And there was nothing there that waited to get me
This aint a song about that this is a song about this
Gordon gano: vocal, acoustic guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, banjo, electric guitar, jaw harp
Victor delorenzo: brushed snare drum, tranceaphone, vocal, drum set
Michael beinhorn: piano
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Dorsey played the upright bass and steel guitar, as well as acoustic guitar. Johnny played acoustic guitar and together they were fabulous songwriters and singers.
quote by Jimmy Griffin
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Killer Of Giants
If none of us believe in war
Then can you tell me what the weapons for
Listen to me everyone
If the button is pushed
Therell be nowhere to run
Giants sleeping giants winning wars
Within their dreams
Till they wake when its too late
And in gods name blaspheme
Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Marches of protest not stopping the war
Or the killer of giants
The killer of giants
Mother nature people state your case without its worth
Your seas run dry your sleepless eyes are turning red alert
Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Rising so proudly it has nowhere to fall
This killer of giants
This killer of giants
Killer of giants threatens us all
Mountains of madness standing so tall
Marches of protest not stopping the war
Oh the killer of giants
Oh the killer of giants
Killer of giants
Killer of giants
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Breakin Up
Now every once in a while
Theres a crack in my smile
Dark voices are talking to me
Dark voices tell me the way
Its supposed to be
They said breakin up
They said its hard to do
But what they say
About breakin up
Yknow its just not true
Breakin up, its easy to do
Breakin up, its easy to do
Why if you know
Why did you have to go
And leave me on t he floor
About as sick as a dog
Im feeding my face
Like a bleary-eyed hog
Whyd it have to stop
With so much good undone
Breakin up, its easy to do
Breakin up, its easy to do
Breakin up, its easy to do
Yknow I break up every time
I break up with you
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, reed organ, guitar solo, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dvs perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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Do You Really Want To Hurt Me
I needed time to realize my crime
It was let me love & steal
I did dances inside my mind
Now how can I be real
Do you really want to hurt me?
Do you really want to make me cry?
No I don t really want to hurt you then
Lovers always asked me:
Why why why why
In my mind my memorys burning
Whats your favorite color of your favorite car?
I took a step the step was learning
That thats a step beyond a step too far
Do you really want to hurt me?
Do you really want to make me cry?
No I dont really want to hurt you
I told the truth but it was still a lie
The words are few some are unspoken
I could sleep four thousand years
Man of sorrows
Word unbroken
His sweat like blood came down like tears
Ive been talking but believe me
I know that its true
Now that theres no more
I dont know
Im in love and loves the reason
Im not prepared to let you let me go so
If its love you want
Then take all of me
Its this love I want I can finally see
Do I really want to hurt you?
Do I really want to make you cry?
Yes I suppose I want to hurt you
You told the truth but it was still a lie
Gordon gano: vocal acoustic guitar
Brian ritchie: bouzouki, acoustic bass guitar, electric guitar
Victor delorenzo: drum set, tambourine, tranceaphone, vocal
Michael beinhorn: piano, mellotron
Mixed by eric e.t. thorngren
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Look Like That
I like his shoes I like his hat
Id like me better if I looked like that
Uh -huh uh-huh
I like her shoes I like her hat
Id like you better if you looked like that
Uh-huh uh-huh
But then my love starts burning
For what we are yearning to ignore
I like her clothes I love her dress
Id like her better if she loved me best
I like his shoes I love his pants
Id want him better if he wanted to dance
Uh-huh uh-huh
But then our love starts turning
For what we are learning to adore
Im meeting people nice people too
Im meeting people nice people like you
Were meeting people nice people too
Were meeting people nice people like you
Gordon gano: vocal, acoustic guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocal glockenspiel, electric guitar
Victor delorenzo: brushed snare drum, tambourine, vocal
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There happened to be guitar classes at the college, and there was a guitar teacher there with whom I used to play. In addition, I also would go out into country schools and teach little kids basic guitar and singing a few times a week.
quote by Mark Knopfler
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I even played bass for a while. Besides playing electric guitar, I'd also get asked to play some acoustic stuff. But, since I didn't have an acoustic guitar at the time, I used to borrow one from a friend so I could play folk joints.
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Killer Inside Me
Inside me....
A killer is king...
This reign will make me strong...
Strong enough to heal my wounds...
Heal my scars...
You don't give me a damn...
Never mind...
Feels like a disdained..
In this cruel world..
Killer Inside me....
Go..
We don't need another mess...
Go dig your grave...
Go drill your purple heart...
Then feel your mouth with all those money you'll save...
Killer inside me...
People called me psycho...
Hahaha...
Kill them all...
Give me senryus...
I wanna sleep...
Killer Inside me...
Killer drag me to hell...
I wanna all morphine...
That black blood flows from my veins...
Killer Inside me...
Silence...
Emancipation...
In the end..
Killer murdered me...
That killer....
Still inside me in my grave....
poem by Utsav Patel
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The Musician
The piano came to me
It could not find the right key
Apparently it was looking for a door
Then came the drums
Causing a ruckus
Seems I was the only one
Who took the time to listen
The bass-
With its deep voice
Didn't know wether it was a fish
Or an instrument of greatness
And the guitar-
I looked for the guitar
It was ringing a sad song
I suppose it was looking for me too.
poem by Elvis Lantan
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4 Seasons
How will I stand the summer
When spring was such a bummer
How will I weather my winter
When my fall was such a ballbuster
Its spring and therell be no spring fling
When my winter was what a winner
And I am taking a fall
cause if I aint got you I got nothing at all
How will I stand the summer
When the spring just made me dumber
How will I fare my fall
Will I lose my mind in the wintertime
Its spring and Im a spring ding-a-ling
Its summer and Im just a little dumber
And I am taking a fall
cause if I aint got you I got nothing at all
Thru the 4 seasons
Im searching for reasons
Im not gonna take the spring
cause the spring dont mean a thing
Im not gonna take the winter
My winter is a splinter
Im not gonna take the summer
Summer is such a bummer
But I am taking the fall
cause if I aint got you I got nothing at all
Thru the 4 seasons
Im searching for reasons
Vivaldi, the 4 seasons
It seems to me to be a theme of love
With no variations of aggravations
Spring, summer, winter and fall
Spring, summer, winter and fall
Spring, summer, winter and fall
If I aint got you I got nothing at all
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocal
Guy hoffman: snare, tranceaphone, vocal
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Hey Nonny Nonny
Beauty sat bathing by a spring where fairest shades did hide her
The winds blew calm the birds did sing the cool streams ran beside her
My wanton thoughts enticed mine eye to see what was forbidden
But better memory said fie so vain desire was chidden
Hey nonny nonny oh hey nonny nonny
Hey nonny nonny oh hey nonny nonnie
Into a slumber then I fell when fond imagination
Seemed to see but could not tell her feature or her fashion
But evn as babes in dreams do smile and sometimes fall a weeping
So I awaked as wise this while as when I fell a-sleeping
Hey nonny nonny oh hey nonny nonny
Hey nonny nonny oh hey nonny nonnie
Say man are you down for doing something positive in the community?
No I dont think Ill ever do that again
Well aint you worried about doing the right thing?
Well I dont care if I hey nonny nonny nonny ho nonny nonny nonny
Gordon gano: vocal acoustic & electric guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocal
Victor delorenzo: brushed snare drum, tambourine, shakers, vocal
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Blister In The Sun
When Im out walking I strut my stuff yeah Im so strung out
Im high as a kite I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know your the one
Body and beats I stain my sheets I dont even know why
My girlfriend shes at the end she is starting to cry
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know your the one...
Gordon gano: guitar, lead vocal
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar
Victor delorenzo: snare drum and trancephone,
Vocal
Engineers: glen l. lorbiecki and john tanner
Recorded at castle recording company, lake geneva, wi, july 1982
Produced by mark van hecke
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Blister In The Sun
When Im out walking I strut my stuff yeah Im so strung out
Im high as a kite I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know your the one
Body and beats I stain my sheets I dont even know why
My girlfriend shes at the end she is starting to cry
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know your the one...
Gordon gano: guitar, lead vocal
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar
Victor delorenzo: snare drum and trancephone,
Vocal
Engineers: glen l. lorbiecki and john tanner
Recorded at castle recording company, lake geneva, wi, july 1982
Produced by mark van hecke
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