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
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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
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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
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Born In Puerto Rico (demo) (feat. Jos Feliciano)
SALVADOR
I was born in Puerto Rico
We came here when I was a child
Before I reached the age of sixteen
I was running with the gang and we were wild
He keeps looking but he don't recognize me.
Some guy from Lexington or Park
Red beans and rice from kitchen windows
Supper-time and the barrio is dark.
No one knows you like I do
Nobody can know your heart the way I do
No one can testify to all that you've been through
But I will.
SAL & THE VAMPIRES
I was born in Puerto Rico
And my blood is Taino
Spanish Caribbean my soul
SALVADOR
We came here wearing summer clothes in winter
Hearts of sunshine in the cold
Your family rented this apartment
You'd watch the street lamps from your perch
In the sacramental hour your stepfather in
black
Preached the fire of the Pentecostal Church
No one knows you like I do
Nobody can know your heart the way I do
No one can testify to all that you've been
through
But this will.
SAL & THE VAMPIRES
I was born in Puerto Rico
Came here when I was a child.
SALVADOR
Small change and sunlight, then I left these
streets for good.
My days as short as they were wild.
CARLOS APACHE
I'm Carlos Apache
ANGEL SOTO
Angel Soto
FRENCHY CORDERO
Frenchy Cordero
BABU CHARLIE CRUZ
Babu Charlie Cruz
SALVADOR
Your features blurred in every grainy photo
And fading headline of the Daily News
Wiltwyck School for Criminal Children
Auburn, Brooklyn House of D.,
Dannemora, Sing-Sing, Attica,
Greenhaven
SALVADOR
Twenty years inside, today you're free.
You cannot even read your story
The pages piling up in shame
Before the words released you,
the guard would kill the light
The night you took The Capeman for your name.
CHORUS
I was born in Puerto Rico
I was born in Puerto Rico
I was born in Puerto Rico
I was born in Puerto Rico
I was born in Puerto Rico
I was born in Puerto Rico
I was born in Puerto Rico
I was born in Puerto Rico
LAZARUS
Yo nac en Puerto Rico
Yo nac en Puerto Rico
Mi corazn es Puerto Rico
Mi alma es Puerto Rico
Lead Vocal, Acoustic Guitar-Paul Simon
Coro Vocal-Danny Rivera
Background Vocal-Ray De La Paz
Background Vocal-Nestor Sanchez
Piano, Synthesizer-Oscar Hernandez
Tres, Plenaro-Nelson Gonzalez
Cuatro-Edgardo Miranda
Guitar-Vincent Nguini
Bass-John Beal
Drums-Robby Ameen
Bongos, Cymbal-Bobby Allende
Timbales, Congas, Cua-Marc Quinones
Trumpet-1st solo-David Rodriguez
Trumpet-2nd solo-Ray Vega
Viola-Juliet Hafner
Flute-Oriente Lopez
French Horn-Stewart Rose
Oboe-Marcia Butler
Orchestration-Stanley Silverman
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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
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Born In Puerto Rico
Salvador
I was born in puerto rico
We came here when I was a child
Before I reached the age of sixteen
I was running with the gang and we were wild
He keeps looking but he dont recognize me.
Some guy from lexington or park
Red beans and rice from kitchen windows
Supper-time and the barrio is dark.
No one knows you like I do
Nobody can know your heart the way I do
No one can testify to all that youve been through
But I will.
Sal & the vampires
I was born in puerto rico
And my blood is taino
Spanish caribbean my soul
Salvador
We came here wearing summer clothes in winter
Hearts of sunshine in the cold
Your family rented this apartment
Youd watch the street lamps from your perch
In the sacramental hour your stepfather in black
Preached the fire of the pentecostal church
No one knows you like I do
Nobody can know your heart the way I do
No one can testify to all that youve been through
But this will.
Sal & the vampires
I was born in puerto rico
Came here when I was a child.
Salvador
Small change and sunlight, then I left these streets for good.
My days as short as they were wild.
Carlos apache
Im carlos apache
Angel soto
Angel soto
Frenchy cordero
Frenchy cordero
Babu charlie cruz
Babu charlie cruz
Salvador
Your features blurred in every grainy photo
And fading headline of the daily news
Wiltwyck school for criminal children
Auburn, brooklyn house of d.,
Dannemora, sing-sing, attica,
Greenhaven
Salvador
Twenty years inside, today youre free.
You cannot even read your story
The pages piling up in shame
Before the words released you, the guard would kill the light
The night you took the capeman for your name.
Chorus
I was born in puerto rico
I was born in puerto rico
I was born in puerto rico
I was born in puerto rico
I was born in puerto rico
I was born in puerto rico
I was born in puerto rico
I was born in puerto rico
Lazarus
Yo nac en puerto rico
Yo nac en puerto rico
Mi corazn es puerto rico
Mi alma es puerto rico
Lead vocal, acoustic guitar-paul simon
Coro vocal-danny rivera
Background vocal-ray de la paz
Background vocal-nestor sanchez
Piano, synthesizer-oscar hernandez
Tres, plenaro-nelson gonzalez
Cuatro-edgardo miranda
Guitar-vincent nguini
Bass-john beal
Drums-robby ameen
Bongos, cymbal-bobby allende
Timbales, congas, cua-marc quinones
Trumpet-1st solo-david rodriguez
Trumpet-2nd solo-ray vega
Viola-juliet hafner
Flute-oriente lopez
French horn-stewart rose
Oboe-marcia butler
Orchestration-stanley silverman
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American Music
Do you like amercan music
I like american music
Dont you like american music baby
I want you to hold me
I want your arms around me
I want you to hold me baby
Did you do too many drugs
I did too many drugs
Did you do too many drugs too baby
You were born too late
I was born too soon
But every time I look at that ugly moon
It reminds me of you
It reminds me of you ooh ooh ooh
I need a date to the prom
Would you like to come along
But nobody would go to the prom with me baby
They didnt like american music
They never heard american music
They didnt know the music was in my soul baby
You were born too soon
I was born too late
But every time I look at that ugly lake
It reminds me of me
It reminds me of me
Do you like american music
We like american music
I like american music baby
Do you like american music
We like all kinds of music
But I like american music best
Baby you were born too late
And I was born too late
But every time I look at that ugly lake
It reminds me of me
It reminds me of me
Do you like american music
It reminds me of me
Do you like american music...
Gordon gano: vocal, acoustic guitar electric guitar solo
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, didgeridoo, electric guitar, vocal
Victor delorenzo: brushed snare drum, sleigh bells, tympani, vocal, tambourine
Michael beinhorn: hammond organ
Tom mandell: keyboards
Chorus & claps: carmaig, michael, mike, alex & band
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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.
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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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I had different bands. I played with the Acoustic Warriors for the most part, without girl singers. It was the same kind of sound, acoustic guitar, bass, with violin and sometimes accordion, and the guys would sing, that kind of thing.
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
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Flamingo Baby
Youre a flamingo
You stand on one leg
Youre a flamingo baby
You hatched from an egg
Well you hold your foot up
So delicately over the sea
And when it comes down
It comes down on me
Well it used to want to hump you
I used to want to rock and roll
I was attracted to your gracefulness
But your surprise sure took its toll
Now I guess Id better go out now
Gonna try to find something new
And all Im left with is this craving
For some flamingo stew
Now the beautys in the gutter
The loveliness is off her throne
In the eyes of the beholder its gone
And now he feels kind of alone
But this feeling its the kind that will shortly pass
Im gonna find myself another bird
And roll on down the grass
Gordon gano: vocal, acoustic guitar, slide solo
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, ukelele
Victor delorenzo: conga drum
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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
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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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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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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
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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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Out The Window
Life was fun
Life was great
Til I made my big mistake
Oh no itll never happen to me
Life was short
And life was sweet
I was thinking as I hit the street
I could hardly beleve
I could scarcely conceive
But I had gone out the window
I had gone out the window
I had gone out the window
She was fine
She looked great
And so we made our big mistake
I swear I swear I swear
Itd never happen to her
But the pavement knocked her head around
When she hit the solid concrete ground
From 30 flights above
And she was thirty something loving nothing
Gone out the window
She had gone out the window
She had gone out the window
Catch me if Im falling,
Catch me if Im calling
He was smart he was wise
Hed profoundly philosophize
Empathy for all humanity
til one day by an open window
Theres a note that read
Ive gone out the window - Im dead
He said yes to life for all of his life
But then one day he said no
I gotta go out the window
We all go out the window
Catch me I am falling
Catch me I am calling
Catch me we are falling
Catch me we are calling
Gordon gano: vocal, acoustic guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar vocal
Victor delorenzo:
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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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Agamemnon
The telephone, the telephone
I have an idea
Women always have ideas
Hello...
Here is agamemnon
Here is agamemnon
Who? wrong connection
This is...
I am a moralist
An anti-militarist
I am against duels
I cannot stand seeing
A fly in rage
I cannot look at
A uniform or blood
That woman has seduced me
And now I am done for
Darling, where shall i
Hide you in a hurry?
Here is agamemnon
Here is agamemnon
I am coming
Directly from the trenches
And look forward
To a solemn luncheon
Oh, my nerves
Im losing my find
This damned telephone
Spoils my favorite position
And no I can start
Writing poetry again
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass guitar, organ, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
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song performed by by Violent Femmes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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