Violet The Organ Grinder
Chorus:
I am violet the organ grinder
And I grind all the live long day
I live for the organ, that I am grinding
Ill die, but I wont go away
I am violet the organ grinder
And I grind all the live long day
I live for the organ, that I am grinding
Ill die, but I wont go away
Ooh, wait a minute, I think u better trip on this
Ooh, wait a minute, I think u better trip on this
I was on my way to another room
When an image of u sweetly
Appeared in the mirror
Perhaps u recall
U and I were neatly
In the middle of a crystal ball
That now serves as a reminder
On the wall of u and I the organ grinder
In the greatest concert of them all
I am violet the organ grinder {chorus in the background}
And I grind all the live long day
I live for the organ, that I am grinding
Ill die, but I wont go away
Did u know that I still have your stockings?
I keep em in a drawer next to your brazier
Come hither, my sweet, lend me your attention,
Come hither lend my your ear
I do believe that my piano was stolen
I do believe that u want me near
Well I can deal with a sucker
If hes in your mouth,
But I cant deal with insincere
Im the one that lives in your heart
U love me, no matter what u say
Swear you dont miss the organ grinder
Grinding on you every day
I am violet the organ grinder (I am violet the organ grinder)
And I grind all the live long day (and I grind all the live long day)
(check this out)
Ooh, wait a minute, I think u better trip on this
I took all the pictures you gave me,
And I placed them right under my bed
And I pumped and I pumped
til the gasm much as jumped
From my feet to the top of my head, oh boy!
Im violet the organ grinder {chorus in the background}
And I grind all the live long day
I live for the organ, that I am grinding
Ill die, but I will not go away
Ooh, wait a minute, I think u better trip on this
Like a puppy, I licked your devotion
From your neck from your eyes from your ears
When you cry, I became your emotion,
And if u ever cry like that again
Ill be here
cause Im violet the organ grinder {chorus in the background}
And I grind all the live long day
I live for the organ, that Im grinding
Ill die, but I wont go away
Not even...
[peace to the mutha]
(who turned the mother out)
[peace to the mutha]
(who turned the mother out)
I am violet the organ grinder
And I grind all the live long day
I live for the organ, that I am grinding
Ill die, but I wont go away
song performed by by Prince
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Just an Organ
It has been stated that the heart is just in organ.
But if it was just in organ why when a person falls in love they can feel that emotion in their heart.
If it was just an organ why when love is lost does the sadness that one feels seem to shatter the heart?
If the heart is just an organ why when a child wins a prize does a parent feel pride in their heart?
The heart is much more than just in organ it is the house of our emotions.
From the emotion of love, and sadness to the pride that swells in each of us.
The heart is not just an organ.
Never hold discussions with the monkey when the organ grinder is in the room.
quote by Winston Churchill
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A lot of places we go, when they see the organ coming in, they're expecting rock and roll, but after they hear us play they like it. To me, guitar cuts through-it carries more than organ. But organ has got more guts.
quote by Wes Montgomery
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I had been inspired by an organ player named Earl Grant, who played organ and piano together. My mom took me to see him. So I went home, put my piano and organ together, too.
quote by Billy Preston
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Grinder
Never straight and narrow
I wont keep in time
Tend to burn the arrow
Out of the line
Been inclined to wander
Off the beaten track
Thats where theres thunder
And the wind shouts back
Grinder
Looking for meat
Grinder
Wants you to eat
Got no use for routine
I shiver at the thought
Open skies are my scene
Thats why I wont get caught
Refuse to bite the mantrap
Be led to set the snare
I love to have my sight
Capped everywhere
Grinder
Looking for meat
Grinder
Wants you to eat
(solo glenn)
Ive held my licence
It came with birth,
For self reliance on this earth
You take the bullet
On which my name
Was etched upon in your game
Day of independence
Stamped us like a brand
Round the necks of millions
To the land
As the mighty eagle
I need room to breathe
Witness from the treadmill
I take my leave
Grinder
Looking for meat
Grinder
Wants you to eat
Grinder
Looking for meat
Grinder
Wants you to eat
Grinder
song performed by by Judas Priest
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I played the organ when I went to military school, when I was 10. They had a huge organ, the second-largest pipe organ in New York State. I loved all the buttons and the gadgets. I've always been a gadget man.
quote by Stephen Sondheim
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Frank's audience doesn't care if a girl singer, a comic or an organ grinder with a monkey opens the show. They are there to see HIM.
quote by Nancy Sinatra
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Ride On
Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your bed
Ride on lady I'm your monkey
Yes the organ grinder's getting weird
Will our last dollar bill be dragged from the sand
Of another man's land?
Another man riding on another man's dream
April come on our blue farm
They may issue
I don't want to miss you
I'm going to blitz you
I don't want to miss you
I put you on my list you
I put you on my list you
Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your bed
Ride on lady I'm your monkey
Yes the organ grinder's getting wet
Ride On
Will our last dollar bill be dragged from the sand
Of another man's land?
Another man riding on another man's dream
Seen in the doorway is the bedroom alight
Lucky is the strike
It's alright
Just caught you playing with a light
I may issue
I don't want to miss you
I'm going to blitz you
I don't want to miss you
I put you on my list you
I put you on my list you
April come on our blue farm
I may issue
I don't want to miss you
I'm going to blitz you
I don't want to miss you
I put you on my list you
I put you on my list you
song performed by by The Stone Roses from B-sides & Other Songs
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I Want You
Guilty undertaker sighs
Lonesome organ grinder cries
Silver saxophone says
That I should wait for you
The crack bells and the washed out horns
Blowing into my face with scorn
That's not the way
I wasn't born to lose you
[Chorus:]
I want you, I want you
I want you so bad
Honey I want you
Drunken politicians leap upon the street
While mothers weep
And saviors were fast asleep
They wait for you
I wait for them to read your looks
While drinking from my broken cup
And ask me to open up the gate for you
[Chorus]
I turn to the queen of spades
And talk to my chambermaid
She knows I'm not afraid to look at her
She is good to me
And there's nothing that she doesn't see
She knows where I like to be
But it doesn't matter
[Chorus]
Now you're dancing child
With his Chinese suit
He spoke to me and I took his flute
I know I wasn't very cute to him was I
But I did it because you like
Because you took him for a ride
Because the time was on his side
And because
[Chorus]
song performed by by Cher
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My Defenses Are Down
FRANK BUTLER:
I've had my way with so many girls
An' was lots of fun.
My scheme was to know many girls
To keep me safe from one
I find it can be done.
My defenses are down
She's broken my resistance
And I don't know where I am
I went into the fight like a lion
But I came out like a lamb.
My defenses are down
She's got me where she wants me
And I can't escape no how
I could speak to my heart when it wakened
But my heart won't listen now.
Like a toothless, clawless tiger,
Like an organ-grinder's bear,
Like a knight without his armor,
Like Samson without his hair.
My defenses are down
I might as well surrender
For the battle can't be won.
But I must confess that I like it,
So there's nothing to be done.
Yes, I must confess that I like it
Being miserable's gonna be fun
MALE CHORUS:
His defenses are down
She's broken my resistance
And he's in an awful jam.
FRANK BUTLER:
I went into the fight like a lion
MALE CHORUS:
But you came out like a lamb.
FRANK BUTLER:
My defenses are down
MALE CHORUS:
She's got you where she wants you
And you can't escape no how
FRANK BUTLER:
I could speak to my heart when it wakened
MALE CHORUS:
But my heart won't listen now.
FRANK BUTLER:
Like a toothless, clawless tiger,
Like an organ-grinder's bear,
MALE CHORUS:
Like a knight without his armor,
FRANK BUTLER:
Like Samson without his hair.
My defenses are down
FRANK BUTLER and MALE CHORUS:
I might as well surrender
For the battle can't be won.
FRANK BUTLER:
But I must confess that I like it,
So there's nothing to be done.
FRANK BUTLER and MALE CHORUS:
Yes, I must confess that I like it
Being miserable's gonna be fun
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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The Mill
WINDING and grinding
Round goes the mill:
Winding and grinding
Should never stand still.
Ask not if neighbor
Grind great or small:
Spare not your labor,
Grind your wheat all.
Winding and grinding round goes the mill:
Winding and grinding should never stand still.
Winding and grinding
Work through the day,
Grief never minding--
Grind it away!
What though tears dropping
Rust as they fall?
Have no wheel stopping--
Work comforts all.
Winding and grinding round goes the mill:
Winding and grinding should never stand still.
poem by Dinah Maria Mulock Craik
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Grind
Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind
I can bend in sixty-eight ways
I have lived for twelve thousand days
Twenty-eight teeth inside my head
Grind three types of things and I'm sad that they're dead
Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind, Grind
song performed by by Phish
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Grampa Was Strange (but I loved him)
When I was a lad
My grandpa always had
An adage for each and every situation
He’d rub his face,
Sagely gaze into space
As if in deep, focused concentration
Then he’d turn to me
And say “Well, Son you see
It’s a bit of a complication”
It didn’t seem to give him pause
About What my problem really was
His answer was the same without deviation
His answer to me
Always just confused me, you see
Yet could not have been proffered any kinder
His answer was always kinda funky
He’d say “never ask the monkey…
Son…Always ask the Organ grinder”
To this very day
I can honestly say
I don’t know what he meant
…But I loved him
poem by David Whalen
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Music
Down the quiet eve,
Thro' my window with the sunset
Pipes to me a distant organ
Foolish ditties;
And, as when you change
Pictures in a magic lantern,
Books, beds, bottles, floor, and ceiling
Fade and vanish,
And I'm well once more . . .
August flares adust and torrid,
But my heart is full of April
Sap and sweetness.
In the quiet eve
I am loitering, longing, dreaming . . .
Dreaming, and a distant organ
Pipes me ditties.
I can see the shop,
I can smell the sprinkled pavement,
Where she serves-her chestnut chignon
Thrills my senses!
O, the sight and scent,
Wistful eve and perfumed pavement!
In the distance pipes an organ . . .
The sensation
Comes to me anew,
And my spirit for a moment
Thro' the music breathes the blessed
Airs of London.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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I Want You
(dylan)
The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonely organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But its not that way
I wasnt born to lose you
I want you, I want you
Oh so bad
Baby, I want you
Once a politician leaves
Upon the street where mothers weep
The saviours who are fast asleep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin from my broken cup
And askin me to open up the gate for you
Woh baby I want you
I want you
I want you
Oh, so bad
Baby I want you
Now all my fathers, theyve gone down
True love theyve been without it
But all their daughters put me down
cause I dont think about it
Baby I want you
Now your dancing child with his chinese suit
He spoke to me, I took his flute
No, I wasnt very cute to him now was i
I did it because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I want you, baby I want you
I want you
song performed by by Hollies
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Singing
Of speckled eggs the birdie sings
And nests among the trees;
The sailor sings of ropes and things
In ships upon the seas.
The children sing in far Japan,
The children sing in Spain;
The organ with the organ man
Is singing in the rain.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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The Bells Of St. Marys
Writers: leo sayer & david courtney
He used to play mouth organ
In a folk club they called the lady jane
All the sounds as his friends and he would holler
Songs of love and songs of pain
There wasn't much that he could use his time for
So he used to practice everyday
And play the mouth organ the blues and hard luck
Someday soon i'm gonna break away
He used to listen to the bells of st marys
As they would echo through those early days
And sometimes even now he thinks that he still hears them
Although they're but a thousand miles away
And so he came into this crazy business
And do you know the stars all fell his way
And he became another rock and roll troubador
And threw the mouth organ far away
And so he listens to the bells of st marys
And so their echo haunts him every day
So clear that he could reach out and touch them
Although they're but a thousand miles away
Although they're but a thousand miles away
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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The Friend of Humanity and the Knife-grinder
Friend of Humanity
1'Needy Knife-grinder! whither are you going?
2Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order-
3Bleak blows the blast;-your hat has got a hole in't,
4 So have your breeches!
5'Weary Knife-grinder! little think the proud ones,
6Who in their coaches roll along the turnpike{\-}
7-road, what hard work 'tis crying all day 'knives and
8 'scissors to grind O!'
9'Tell me, Knife-grinder, how you came to grind knives?
10Did some rich man tyranically use you?
11Was it the squire? or parson of the parish?
12 Or the attorney?
13'Was it the squire, for the killing of his game? or
14Covetous parson, for his tithes distraining?
15Or roguish lawyer, made you lose your little
16 All in a lawsuit?
17'(Have you not read the Rights of Man, by Tom Paine?)
18Drops of compassion tremble on my eyelids,
19Ready to fall, as soon as you have told your
20 Pitiful story.'
Knife-grinder
21'Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, sir,
22Only last night a-drinking at the Chequers,
23This poor old hat and breeches, as you see, were
24 Torn in a scuffle.
25'Constables came up for to take me into
26Custody; they took me before the justice;
27Justice Oldmixon put me in the parish{\-}
28 Stocks for a vagrant.
29'I should be glad to drink your Honour's health in
30A pot of beer, if you will give me sixpence;
31But for my part, I never love to meddle
32 With politics, sir.'
Friend of Humanity
33'I give thee sixpence! I will see thee damn'd first-
34Wretch! whom no sense of wrongs can rouse to vengeance-
35Sordid, unfeeling, reprobate, degraded,
36 Spiritless outcast!'
[Kicks the Knife-grinder, overturns his wheel, and exit in a transport of Republican enthusiasm and universal philanthropy.
poem by George Canning
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The Friend of Humanity, and the Knife-Grinder
FRIEND OF HUMANITY.
"Needy Knife-grinder! whether are you going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order--
Bleak blows the Blast;--your hat has got a hole in't,
So have your breeches!
"Weary Knife-grinder! little think the proud ones
Who in their coaches roll along the turnpike-
-road, what hard work 'tis crying all day, 'Knives and
'Scissars to grind O!'
"Tell me Knife-grinder, how came you to grind knives?
Did some rich man tyrannically use you?
Was it the squire? or parson of the parish;
Or the attorney?
"Was it the squire, for killing of his game? or
Covetous parson, for his tithes distraining?
Or roguish lawyer, made you lose your little
All in a lawsuit?
"(Have you not read the Rights of Man, by Tom Paine?)
Drops of compassion tremble on my eyelids,
Ready to fall, as soon as you have told your
Pitiful story."
KNIFE-GRINDER.
"Story! God bless you! I have none to tell, Sir,
Only last night a-drinking at the Chequers,
This poor old hat and breeches, as you see, were
Torn in a scuffle.
"Constables came up for to take me into
Custody; they took me before the justice;
Justice Oldmixon put me in the parish-
stocks for a vagrant.
"I should be glad to drink your Honor's health in
A pot of beer, if you will give me sixpence;
But for my part, I never love to meddle
With Politics, Sir."
FRIEND OF HUMANITY.
"I give thee sixpence! I will see thee damn'd first--
Wretch! whom no sense of wrongs can rouse to vengeance--
Sordid, unfeeling, reprobate, degraded,
Spiritless outcast!"
Kicks the Knife-grinder, overturns his wheel, and exit in a transport of Republican enthusiasm and universal philanthropy.
poem by John Hookham Frere
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I Want You
The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophone says
I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But its not that way
I wasnt born to lose you
I want you I want you
I want you so bad
Honey I want you
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the streets where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep
They wait for you
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinking from my broken cup
And ask me to open up
The gate for you
Now all my fathers
Theyve gone down
True love
Theyve been without it
But all their daughters
Put me down
cause I dont
Think about it
Well I return to the queen of spades
And talk with my chamber maid
She knows that Im not afraid to
Look at her
She is good to me and theres
Nothing she doesnt see
She knows where Id like to be
But it doesnt matter
Now your dancing child with the chinese suit
He spoke to me I took his flute
No I wasnt very cute to him
Was i
But I did it because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because i
Want you I want you
I want you so bad
Honey I want you
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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