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JACKSON BROWNE lyrics - Running On Empty

The Load-Out

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(Jackson Browne & Bryan Garofalo) Now the seats are all empty Let the roadies take the stage Pack it up and tear it down They're the first to come and last to leave Working for that minimum wage They'll set it up in another town Tonight the people were so fine They waited there in line And when they got up on their feet they made the show And that was sweet... But I can hear the sound Of slamming doors and folding chairs And that's a sound they'll never know Now roll them cases out and lift them amps Haul them trusses down and get'em up them ramps 'Cause when it comes to moving me You guys are the champs But when that last guitar's been packed away You know that I still want to play So just make sure you got it all set to go Before you come for my piano But the band's on the bus And they're waiting to go We've got to drive all night and do a show in Chicago or Detroit, I don't know We do so many shows in a row And these towns all look the same We just pass the time in our hotel rooms And wander 'round backstage Till those lights come up and we hear that crowd And we remember why we came Now we got country and western on the bus R and B, we got disco in eight tracks and cassettes in stereo We've got rural scenes & magazines We've got truckers on the CB We've got Richard Pryor on the video We got time to think of the ones we love While the miles roll away But the only time that seems too short Is the time that we get to play People you've got the power over what we do You can sit there and wait Or you can pull us through Come along, sing the song You know you can't go wrong 'Cause when that morning sun comes beating down You're going to wake up in your town But we'll be scheduled to appear A thousand miles away from here

I Won't Be Home For Christmas

BLINK 182
(Deck the halls with boughs of holly fa la la la la, la la la la tis the season to be jolly fa la la la la, la la la la) Outside the carolers start to sing I can't describe the joy they bring cause joy is something they don't bring me My girlfriend is by my side from the roof are hanging sickles of ice their whiny voices get irritating It's Christmas time again So I stand with a dead smile on my face wondering how much of my time they'll waste oh God, I hate these Satan's helpers And then I guess I must have snapped because I grabbed the baseball bat and made them all run for shelter It's Christmas time, again It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand, all year I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer You people scare me please stay away from my home If you don't want to get beat down just leave the presents and then leave me alone Well, I guess it's not cool to freak on Christmas Eve cause the cops came and arrested me they had an unfair advantage And even though the jail didn't have a tree christmas came a night early cause a guy named Bubba unwrapped my package It's Christmas time, again It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand, all year I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer You people scare me please stay away from my home If you don't want to get beat down just leave the presents and then leave me alone I won't be home, I won't be home for Christmas (x6)

Sound Of Silence

Mamas And The Papas
Hello darkness my old friend I've come to talk with you again because the vison is softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping and the vision that was planted in my brain still reminds within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone narrow streets of cobblestone beneath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light that split the night and touched the sound of silence And in the naked light I saw ten thousand people maybe more people talking without speaking people hearing without listening people writing songs that voices never share no one dares disturb the sound of silence 'Fools' said I, 'You do not know silence like the cancer grows hear my words that might teach you take my arms taht I might reach you.' but my words like silente rain drops fell -------- echo the well of silence And the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made and the sign flashed out its warning, in the words that it was forming and the sign said, 'The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls.' and whisper'd in the sound of silence.

We're Living In Our Own Time

Earth Wind And Fire "Electric Universe"
Maurice White, Michael Colombier Allee Willis I feel it in the night I hear a whisper, a ray of light A flash across the sky Through the window in my eyes A bolt of thunder Exploding in my mind Is it real, what I feel It's just like floating away While the moon floods the room I can hear music start to play I see it on your face Oh, what a difference lovin' can make Silence of the dark, words are falling from my heart It's all around us My thoughts are calling Imagination is born when love's alive A spirit creating a place for you and I Together let's ride away to find the universe And let our dreams live our lives Living in our own time You are the answer Loving on our own time We found the answer Hiding in the midnight Now I'm so willing to discover Believing forever touching each other Nothing out there can stop us tonight All that we're feeling so right You mean so much to me I feel so wanted, but still so free The warmth of your embrace I know time will not erase Making it easy to go loving You are the answer Loving on our own time We found the answer Hiding in the midnight

Down South Players

HAYSTAK "Car Fulla White Boys"
If you don't dig this you definitely ain't from down here... like this, here I say.... [Verse 1] Imagine me in a SUV Sports utility, them boys from Tennessee Ooh-ee the stee-lo, they know Tennessee tags on the back of the Durango Ain't no players like down south players Them boys there do come clean, I swear Can't every click duck crew Do as we do (I'm bout to starve) Me too Let's get the seafood (whistles) All up in Red Lobster Hey girl, you got a table for 20 players and mobsters Rollie's glisten, diamonds gleamin Beepers beepin, cell phones ringin (Hold up) This Haystak (What you doin' later on) Come to the spot I'm droppin' the lyrics on this new song (How's it go) It goes (HOOK) Down South Players (Gettin' payed in the game) Down South Players (Wearin' suede in the rain) Down South Players (Do the craziest things) Down South Players () Down South Players (Gettin' payed in the game) Down South Players (Be wearin' suede in the rain) Down South Players (Do the craziest things) Down South Players Play on! [Verse 2] Ooh-ah, it's about that time That I blaze a dime and pass it, write a rhyme Perhaps I'll finish the one I was workin on a few days ago Maybe they'll show me love and bump it on the radio Here it go-go-goes (Think I'm playin around) Hit the studio (And start layin it down) You see us down south players, we don't mess around Whether we iced out, Dickied down (In and out of town) To this game I'm not new Karl Kani to FUBU Every fool in my crew Done did they share of doo-doo Man the south is cuckoo These fools are trying to shoot you Pistols be like (woah-woah) Bullets be like (toe to toe) Ha ha ha ha ha ha, where'd a white boy come from In the top 20 throwin low blows at dum-dums My check comes in lump sums My name's found in chump's guns You want some, come get some Yo Dan, drop them damn drums! (HOOK) [Verse 3] Down south players handle big money business Can't you see the 20 inches while we gleamin' on y'all (gleam) See, we gon' ball Drop CD's like rainfall Cut through suckers like chainsaws, ha(Damn, dog!) Jump on the tour bus and ride out cross country Pack my bags, bitch, arrive-derce Next time you hear me probably be on C-D Next time you see me be on TV ba-by Hit like ball bats Thinkin we all that 200 pound, 6-feet tall cat Talkin bout where them broads at You got to love that Seperate the weak hearts from the thug cats O.G.'s from the rugrats Chill, Stak, fuck that! Roll like a bulletproof Tahoe Sittin on platinum Bravo's My entourage consists of Down South desperado's Follow the empty bottles, stems and seeds Til you find a million motherfuckers just like me I say...player...play on I say...player........play on! (HOOK)

If You See Her Say Hello

BOB DYLAN "Blood On The Tracks"
If you see her say hello she might be in Tangier She left here last early spring is living there I hear Say for me that I'm all right though things get kind of slow She might think that I've forgotten her don't tell her it isn't so. We had a falling-out like lovers often will And to think of how she left that night it still brings me a chill And though our separation it pierced me to the heart She still lives inside of me we've never been apart. If you get close to her kiss her once for me I always have respected her for doing what she did and getting free Oh whatever makes her happy I won't stay in the way Though the bitter taste still lingers on from the night I tried to make her stay I see a lot of people as I make the rounds And I hear her name here and there as I go from town to town And I've never gotten used to it I've just learned to turn it off Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm getting soft. Sundown yellow moon I replay the past I know every scene by heart they all went by so fast If she's passing back this way I'm not that hard to find Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

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