ICEHOUSE lyrics - Icehouse

Icehouse

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By Icehouse Jimmy Dean ---------- Iva Davies / Robert Kretschmer ---------- there's a mist over broadway breathing cool sheets of rain lights his last cigarette and turns his back to the wind she says baby I don't know just how to explain and I can't see the sense and I can't play this game but he's not even listening he stares at the ground and she won't ever know what was on his mind well now he's a rebel without a cause hey c'mon let's make a deal see your name in lights just like Jimmy Dean live and die behind the wheel opened out on the highway leaving her far behind there's a star down on sunset he says yeah this one's mine she says baby I don't know just how to explain and I can't see the sense and I can't play this game but he's not even listening he stares at the ground and she won't ever know what was on his mind well now he's a rebel without a cause hey c'mon let's make a deal see your name in lights just like Jimmy Dean live and die behind the wheel well now Mr D whispered in his ear hey c'mon let's make a deal engines running hot singing Jimmy Dean any time there's time to kill he drove like a demon and he burned up the screen but he never looked back no she just wasted my time well now he's a rebel without a cause hey c'mon let's make a deal see your name in lights just like Jimmy Dean live and die behind the wheel gonna let those horses loose again hey c'mon let's make a deal see them running wild just like Jimmy Dean overdrive in chrome and steel hey c'mon hey c'mon let's make a deal well now he's a rebel without a cause live and die behind the wheel

Phantom

Red Sovine
I was out on the West Coast, trying to make a buck and things didn't work out; I was down on my luck Got tired a-roaming and bumming around so I started thumbing back East, toward my hometown. Made a lot of miles, the first two days and I figured I'd be home in week, if my luck held out this way But, the third night I got stranded, way out of town at a cold, lonely crossroads, rain was pouring down. I was hungry and freezing, done caught a chill when the lights of a big semi topped the hill Lord, I sure was glad to hear them air brakes come on and I climbed in that cab, where I knew it'd be warm. At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten he stuck out his hand and said with a grin 'Big Joe's the name,' I told him mine and he said: 'The name of my rig is Phantom 309.' I asked him why he called his rig such a name he said: 'Son, this old Mack can put them all to shame There ain't a driver, or a rig, a-running any line ain't seen nothing but taillights from Phantom 309.' Well, we rode and talked the better part of the night when the lights of a truck stop came in sight He said: 'I'm sorry son, this is as far as you go cause, I gotta make a turn, just on up the road.' Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low and said: 'Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe.' When Joe and his rig roared out in the night in nothing flat, he was clean out of sight. Well, I went inside and ordered me a cup told the waiter Big Joe was setting me up Aw you could-a heard a pin drop, it got deathly quiet and the waiter's face turned kind-a white. Well, did I say something wrong? I said with a halfway grin he said: 'Naw, this happens every now and then Every driver in here knows Big Joe but son, let me tell you what happened about ten years ago. At the crossroads tonight, where you flagged him down there was a busload of kids, a-coming from town And they were right in the middle, when Big Joe topped the hill it could have been slaughter, but he turned his wheel. Well, Joe lost control, went into a skid and gave his life to save that bunch-a kids And there at that crossroads, was the end of the line for Big Joe and Phantom 309 But, every now and then, some hiker'll come by and like you, Big Joe'll give them a ride Here, have another cup and forget about the dime keep it as a souvenir, from Big Joe and Phantom 309!'

Come Back, Jimmy Dean

BETTE MIDLER "No Frills"
I read the paper and I hear the news. I search the heavens vainly for clues. Where has he gone to, and where can he be I need someone, we need someone. Come back, Jimmy Dean. Yesterday morning I read in the Times, things cost a dollar that once cost a dime. And everyone's lonely 'cause everyone's free. I need someone. We need someone. Come back, Jimmy Dean. All our loves are loved and lost. Our hearts all hung with rust. All the golden birds and lads all must, like chimney sweeps, come to dust. I'll pour a drink; adjust my TV, and stare at the shadows that stare out at me. I have no expectations, oh, but occasionally I need someone. You were someone. Come back, Jimmy Dean. I need someone. You were someone. Please come back, Jimmy Dean.

The Buffoon And The Dean Of Admissions

ADAM SANDLER "They're All Gonna Laugh At You!"
Performed by Adam Sandler and Conan O' Brien : And now a buffoon's meeting with the dean of admissions at a prestigious college. Dean: Well Michael, I would like to extend my warmest congradulations on your upcoming graduation and I understand you are interested in matriculating here in the fall. Buffoon: I got a snake, man! Dean: Yes, pets are welcome here on campus. Be it the traditional dog, or cat, or even the occasional reptile. Buffoon: One time I fed it some beer man! It was slithering this way and that! It was all fucked up! Dean: I'm sure it was. Well we discourage inappropriate drinking among both students and pets here on campus. Buffoon: Fuckin' Shit! Dean: Yes, that's a not uncommon reaction to this policy. So tell me a little bit more about your background. Buffoon: My father's a fucking asshole, man! Dean: Hmm, I see. Your feelings of rebelion are not unusual at your age son. Buffoon: My mother's a piece of shit too! Dean: Well, I hope you can find an outlet for your hostility over the summer so you can come to school in the fall relaxed and ready to learn. Buffoon: My teacher in high school was a stupid bitch, man! She had her head way up her ass! Dean: Well the quality of the faculty at a University such as ours far exceeds that of a local public high school. Buffoon: Your secretary's a real fat bitch, man! Dean: Yes, she's tried many diets over the years with minimal success. Buffoon: I had diarhea last month. I had to shit all fucking day! Dean: Uh huh, Well we all get the occasional stomach bug, never a pleasurable experience. So have you given any thought to your choice of major? Buffoon: I've got a big fucking boner right now. Dean: I see. Well sexual arrousal is not uncommon during periods of nervous tension. I do not take offense. Buffoon: One time I ate my neighbors shit! Dean: That's understandable. Well, I enjoyed meeting you. We'll be sending you our decision by the end of the month. Buffoon: I bet you got really hairy balls. Dean: Yes, it's a veritable forest down there. Bye bye.

Youre A Builder Upper

Leo Reisman
You Do Something To Me Doris Day Written by Cole Porter She sang it in the 1951 film Starlift but did not chart it as a single In 1930 it was a # 13 for Leo Reisman Introduced by William Gaxton in the musical Fifty Million Frenchmen Sung in 3 other films: by Jane Wyman in Night and Day (1946); dubbed by Gogi Grant in The Helen Morgan Story (1957); and by Louis Jordan in Can Can (1960) You do something to me Something that simply mystifies me Tell me, why should it be You have the power to hypnotize me Let me live 'neath your spell *You* do that voodoo that you do so well For you do something to me That nobody else could do. Let me live 'neath your spell *You* do that voodoo that you do so well For you do something to me That nobody else could do That nobody else could do

Empire State Of Mind

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 3"
Yeah [Verse 1 — Jay-Z:] Yeah I'm out that Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to DeNiro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere I used to cop in Harlem, all of my Dominicanos Right there up on Broadway, pull me back to that McDonald's Took it to my stash spot, 560 State St. Catch me in the kitchen like the Simmons' whipping Pastry Cruisin' down 8th St., off-white Lexus Drivin' so slow, but BK is from Texas Me, I'm out that Bed-Stuy, home of that boy Biggie Now I live on Billboard and I brought my boys with me Say what up to TyTy, still sippin' Mai Tai's Sittin' courtside, Knicks & Nets give me high five Nigga, I be spiked out, I could trip a referee Tell by my attitude that I'm most definitely from.... [Chorus — Alicia Keys:] New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of There's nothin' you can't do Now you're in New York These streets will make you feel brand new The lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York (You welcome OG—I made you hot, nigga!) [Verse 2 — Jay-Z:] Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game Shit, I made the Yankee hat more famous then a Yankee can You should know I bleed blue, but I ain't a Crip though But I got a gang of niggas walkin' with my clique though Welcome to the melting pot, corners where we sellin' rock Afrika Bambataa shit, home of the hip-hop Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back For foreigners it ain't fair, they act like they forgot how to add 8 million stories, out there in the naked City it's a pity, half of y'all won't make it Me, I got a plug Special Ed "I Got It Made" If Jeezy's payin' LeBron, I'm payin' Dwyane Wade Three dice Cee-lo, three Card Molly Labor Day Parade, rest in peace Bob Marley Statue of Liberty, long live the World Trade Long live the King yo, I'm from the Empire State that's [Chorus] (That boy good... welcome to the bright light, baby.) [Verse 3 — Jay-Z:] Lights is blinding, girls need blinders Or they could step out of bounds quick, the sidelines is Lined with casualties, who sip to life casually Then gradually become worse, don't bite the apple, Eve Caught up in the in-crowd, now you're in style Anna Wintour gets cold, in Vogue with your skin out City of sin, it's a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad, the city's filled with them Mommy took a bus trip, now she got her bust out Everybody ride her, just like a bus route Hail Mary to the city, you're a virgin And Jesus can't save you, life starts when the church end Came here for school, graduated to the high life Ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight MDMA got you feelin' like a champion The city never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien [Chorus] [Bridge — Alicia Keys:] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big dreams, all lookin' pretty No place in the world that could compare Put your lighters in the air Everybody say "yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" (c'mon, c'mon) I'm from... [Chorus]

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