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GUSTER lyrics - Goldfly

X-ray Eyes

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To clear the conscience of who I am I break the silence that keeps it all in I've given you everything I wish you knew I did it for me I didn't do it for you I looked her way with x-ray eyes And she looked like she was not even there Preserving the things that I have kept from you Didn't give them away when you had asked me to You're pointing at me and how do I reply I smash your fingers and drag you away I looked away with X-ray eyes And she looked like she was not even there I cannot deny that I had planned this I only gave till I was done Fallen on me this happy ending I know I was awake and she was numb But then she started to leave Finally started to leave Then she looked like she was not even there

Satisfied

Squeeze
They had just made love Silent on the bed This was their celebration She had her eyes closed Nothing was said They had fulfilled temptation He looked through the curtains He looked at the phone He couldn't be certain if this was his home Satisfied that this was it A rhythmic breath and a gentle grip Satisfied and they were sure They couldn't fulfill each other more They stroked each other He played with her hair Deep in a warm sedation The legs of his jeans Hung over the chair Love was their meditation She looked at his shoulders She looked at his eyes The look there told her he was satisfied They laid there apart In another world At the dawn of creation As love turned to sleep Their bodies curled Into sweet inspiration They looked at each other They looked at the night Under the covers they were satisfied

The Priest

JONI MITCHELL "Ladies Of The Canyon"
The priest sat in the airport bar He was wearing his father's tie And his eyes looked into my eyes so far Whenever the words ran dry Behind the lash and the circles blue He looked as only a priest can, thru And his eyes said me and his eyes said you And my eyes said, let us try He said, You wouldn't like it here No it's no place you should share The roof is ripped with hurricanes And the room is always bare I need the wind and I seek the cold He reached post the wine for my hand to hold And he saw me young and he saw me old And he saw me sitting there Then he took his contradictions out And he splashed them on my brow So which words was I then to doubt When choosing what to vow Should I choose them all-should I make them mine The sermons, the hymns and the valentines And he asked for truth and he asked for time And he asked for only now Now the trials are trumpet scored Oh will we pass the test Or just as one loves more and more Will one love less and less Oh come let's run from this ring we're in Where the Christians clap and the Germans grin Saying let them lose, crying let them win Oh make them both confess

Talkin' John Birch Paranoid Blues

BOB DYLAN "Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3: Rare Unreleased, 1961-1991"
Well, I was feelin' sad and feelin' blue, I didn't know what in the world I was gonna do, Them Communists they wus comin' around, They wus in the air, They wus on the ground. They wouldn't gimme no peace. . . So I run down most hurriedly And joined up with the John Birch Society, I got me a secret membership card And started off a-walkin' down the road. Yee-hoo, I'm a real John Bircher now! Look out you Commies! Now we all agree with Hitlers' views, Although he killed six million Jews. It don't matter too much that he was a Fascist, At least you can't say he was a Communist! That's to say like if you got a cold you take a shot of malaria. Well, I wus lookin' everywhere for them gol-darned Reds. I got up in the mornin' 'n' looked under my bed, Looked in the sink, behind the door, Looked in the glove compartment of my car. Couldn't find 'em . . . I wus lookin' high an' low for them Reds everywhere, I wus lookin' in the sink an' underneath the chair. I looked way up my chimney hole, I even looked deep inside my toilet bowl. They got away . . . Well, I wus sittin' home alone an' started to sweat, Figured they wus in my T.V. set. Peeked behind the picture frame, Got a shock from my feet, hittin' right up in the brain. Them Reds caused it! I know they did . . . them hard-core ones. Well, I quit my job so I could work alone, Then I changed my name to Sherlock Holmes. Followed some clues from my detective bag And discovered they wus red stripes on the American flag! That ol' Betty Ross . . . Well, I investigated all the books in the library, Ninety percent of 'em gotta be burned away. I investigated all the people that I knowed, Ninety-eight percent of them gotta go. The other two percent are fellow Birchers . . . just like me. Now Eisenhower, he's a Russian spy, Lincoln, Jefferson and that Roosevelt guy. To my knowledge there's just one man That's really a true American: George Lincoln Rockwell. I know for a fact he hates Commies cus he picketed the movie Exodus. Well, I fin'ly started thinkin' straight When I run outa things to investigate. Couldn't imagine doin' anything else, So now I'm sittin' home investigatin' myself! Hope I don't find out anything . . . hmm, great God!

I Don't Believe You've Met My Baby

ALISON KRAUSS "Now That I've Found You: A Collection"
(Autry Inman) Last night my dear the rain was falling I went to bed so sad and blue Then I had a dream of you I dreamed I was strolling in the evening Underneath the harvest moon I was thinking about you Then we met out in the moonlight The stars were shining in your eyes But another was there too I don't believe you've met my baby You looked at her, you looked at me I wondered who you were taking to I shook the hand of your stranger But I was shaking more inside I was still wondering who Your arm was resting on her shoulder You smiled at her, she smiled at you Her eyes were filled with victory She said 'My brother wants to marry' And then my heart was filled with ease I knew that you would marry me

Our Past Tales

Lonewolf
He held a book, opened it, then read a few lines, 'Name of God' so he read, ´n looked into her eyes and the fire grew, the night lit up, as he asked: 'Believe?' 'No!' She said and he nodd'd, to the man at the guillotine. As the sun woke up, he stood there, out there on the fields looked onto a cotton string, took it and went on. As the sun was high, she came up, rode upon the field, 'Hit him once! Hit him twice!' The black fell on his knees. Refrain) and our past tales, in every second they are told, and our future lies, in the power of our own decide. See this man, see his eyes, do you see yourself? See his face, now tell me, didn't he look insane? Did'nt anyoneheld him back, opened his eyes to see.. but noone did, and so he went and killed a million jews... Refrain Never do think twice! Never take advice! We have lived our lives till now.. (so what?) Solo Refrain

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