JOHN DENVER lyrics - It's About Time

It's About Time

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(Denver/Hardin) There's a full moon over India and Gandhi lives again. Who's to say you have to lose for someone else to win? In the eyes of all the people, the look is much the same, for the first is just the last one when you play a deadly game. It's about time we realize it, we're all in this together. It's about time we find out, it's all of us or none. It's about time we recognize it, these changes in the weather. It's about time, it's about changes, and it's about time. There's a light in the Vatican window for all the world to see and a voice cries in the wilderness and sometimes he speaks for me. I suppose I love him most of all when he kneels to kiss the land, with his lips upon our mother's breast, he makes his strongest stand. It's about time we start to see it, the earth is our only home. It's about time we start to face it, we can't make it here all alone. It's about time we start to listen to the voices in the wind, it's about time and it's about changes and it's about time. There's a man who is my brother, I just don't know his name. But I know his home and family because I know we feel the same. And it hurts me when he's hungry and when his children cry. I too am a father, and that little one is mine. It's about time we begin it, to turn the world around. It's about time we start to make it, the dream we've always known. It's about time we start to live it, the family of man. It's about time, it's about changes and it's about time. It's about peace and it's about plenty and it's about time, It's about you and me together and it's about time.

Inner Voice

ADAM SANDLER "Stan And Judy's Kid"
I'm happily married with a house and three mistresses Even with the beard I'm not as hairy as my sister is Got a new Hummer, two Ferraris, and some Lexuses And all the girls I know got the big big breasteses I got a ten story mansion on the beach With a swimmin' pool filled up with the drool of Robin Leach Richer than a Twinkie, I got so much cash That to me Paris Hilton is poor white trash I take forty-seven weeks of vacation a year If people piss me off I can make 'em disappear Every time I sneeze I get a feature on the news The reporter says "gesundheit" and hilarity ensues And how did I get to be the man that I am? A god among men, only without the tan It's simple, every time I have to make a choice I just listen to my little inner voice, and he says "Shave all the hair off your butt and glue it to your nostrils" OK "Steal all the milk from all the supermarkets and put it back in the cows" Alright "Find out which species of rodent is the most flammable" OK "Let's see what fun crafts we can make using only a chainsaw and Regis Philbin" Yeah! So how do I explain my little cranial expressions Intuition, premonition, or demonic possession? It could be God, an angel, or my dead uncle Paul Or that nasty purple fuzzy thing that lives in my wall Doesn't matter, and to be honest I don't wanna know 'Cause thanks to him I've never had to deal with an HMO And I can go show off my rocket powered solid gold Benz I tell ya life is no much nicer with invisible friends "Record an all-banjo Falco tribute album" Done, and done. "Put on a tutu, glue two live wiener dogs to your face, and prance around the subway terminal screaming 'Stop looking at me!'" OK "There's no reason not to have sex with a cheese grater." Hmm, no, I suppose not. "Set up a stand outside of K-Mart with a plate full of frozen peas and a sign reading 'Take one!' If anyone asks you what the hell your doing, give them a button that says 'I asked about the peas!'" He's become my best friend, sticks with me to the end Thanks to him I'll never live on Ramen noodles again And he's always by my side, every minute, every hour Though it does get kinda creepy when I'm trying to take a shower Still I can't complain 'cause he made me rich And figured out it was the opossum milk that made me itch If it seems weird remember the voice made me do it I don't question what he says I just get up and get to it "Itemize everything in your cat's litter box for the next seven years and mail a report to the President with a note saying 'Here!'" Good idea "It's time to find out what urinal cakes taste like" If you say so "Get a black and white horizontally striped suit, a mask, and a bowling ball with a small length of rope hanging from it, and tiptoe around the airport." Sounds like fun "How old does a baby need to be before it's too big to fit down the toilet?" I don't know. Let's find out. "Keep swallowing magnets until your farts can erase video tapes." Will do So to that guy in my head I just wanna say thanks For removin' my angst, so I'm no longer shootin' blanks And now I own several banks, plus an inflatable watch And paid Justin Timberlake to let me kick him in the crotch I followed his advice and now I'm makin' major duckets If it wasn't for him I'd still be processing McNuggets So when life makes you feel like you should've stayed in bed Just listen to the voice in your head, and he'll say "Fat people are full of toys. Go get some!" Yeah! "Build a 20 foot tall nude statue of Tony Goldmark licking warm margarine off a malnourished dolphin out of onions, pez, and lint." With pleasure! "If Yanni didn't want to be set on fire and shoved down a flight of stairs, surely he would have said so explicitly by now." Yeah, I guess so. "Go to a McDonald's Playland, tie that big Officier Big Mac thing to the back of your car, and drive away at 90 mph. When a cop pulls you over, roll down the window and indignantly ask 'WHAT?'" You got it! "Move to New Jersey and become a comedy rap artist." Oh... do I have to?

Wild Montana Skies

Harris Emmylou "Duets"
(John Denver) He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again Bringin' a warm wind from the south, bringin' the first taste of the spring His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing: Oh, Montana, give this child a home Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry He never knew his father and he never did ask why He never knew the answers that would make an easy way But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way His mother's brother took him in to his family and his home Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own He was 30 years and runnin' when he found his way back home Ridin' a storm across the mountains and an achin' in his heart Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john There was something in the city that he said he couldn't breathe There was something in the country that he said he couldn't leave Now some say he was crazy and some are glad he's gone But some of us will miss him and we'll try to carry on Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on

Unforgiven

DONNA LEWIS "Blue Planet"
Another face, another name, Stand in line, all the same, I've been here so many times I don't know the reason why Do I want to live to tell Chained inside this living hell Cries of freedom never heard I guess this is what I deserve Who am I? Alone in this world Alone in this world Without love Without... Eyes of sorrow, eyes of shame, Self destructions so insane I don't care, just let me go Let the veins of scarlett flow Show me a sign Unlock the door Release me, I'm yours Into the clouds Higher,higher,higher... I like to sit and think alone I like to dream of coming home Maybe now the voices sleep This time...

Space Travel Is Boring

MODEST MOUSE "This Is A Long Drive For Someone With Nothing To Think About"
Won herself a pass to some far off moon It was second class but what's to lose And looking out her window she could more than assume That you can't see air or time She's the only rocketeer in the whole damn place They gave her a mirror so she could talk to a face She still got plenty lonely but that's just the case With time, time, time Started hearing voices sometime in June She knew she could go crazy but didn't think that soon Now she doesn't feel lonely but she'd just as soon Try, try, try try Man shot to the moon I read a paperback and want to come home soon I'm shot to the moon Been there a half an hour, I want to come home soon

Ever

Flipper "Generic Flipper"
Ever live a life that's real Full of zest, but no appeal Ever want to cry so much You want to die Ever feel that you've been had Had so much that you turn mad Ever been depressed that (to) those you turn to, you bring distress Ever sit in tormenting silence That turns so loud, you start to scream Ever take control of a dream And play all the parts and set all the scenes Ever do nothing and gain nothing from it Ever feel stupid and then know that you really are Ever think you're smart and then find out you aren't Ever play the fool and then find out that you're worse Ever look at a flower and hate it Ever see a couple kissing and get sickened by it Ever wish the human race didn't exist And then realize you're one too Well, have you ... ever .. I have So What

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