Interested in Cryptocurrency?
Visit best CoinMarketCap alternative. Real time updates, cryptocurrency price prediction...

Kevin Ayers lyrics - Whatevershebringswesing

Song From The Bottom Of A Well

Original and similar lyrics
This is a song from the bottom of a well There are things down here I've got to try and tell; It's dark and light at the very same time, The water sometimes seems like wine. I learned some information way down here That might fill your heart and soul with fear; But don't you worry, no don't be afraid ... I'm not in the magical mystery trade. My imagination begins to purr As things don't happen, they just occur. Softly crackling electrical smell, There's something burning at the bottom of this well. Sitting here alone I just have to laugh I see all the universe as a comfortable bath; I drown my body so my mind is free To indulge in pleasurable fantasies. There's something strange going on down here .. A sickening implosion of mistrust and fear. A vast corruption that's about to boil A mixture of greed and the smell of oil. This is a song from the bottom of a well I didn't move here, I just fell. But I'm not complaining, I don't even care 'Cause if I'm not here, then it's not there.

Singin' In Vietnam Talkin' Blues

JOHNNY CASH "Man In Black"
One mornin' at breakfast, I said to my wife We been everywhere once and some places twice As I had another helping of country ham She said "We ain't never been to Vietnam "And there's a bunch of our boys over there." So we went to the Orient: Saigon Well we got a big welcome when we drove in Through the gates of a place that they call Long Vinh We checked in and everything got kinda quiet But a soldier boy said: "Just wait 'til tonight "Things get noisy. Things start happenin' "Big bad firecrackers." Well that night we did about four shows for the boys And they were livin' it up with a whole lot of noise We did our last song for the night And we crawled into bed for some peace and quiet But things weren't peaceful. And things weren't quiet Things were scary Well for a few minutes June never said one word And I thought at first that she hadn't heard Then a shell exploded not two miles away She sat up in bed and I heard her say: "What was that?" I said: "That was a shell, or a bomb." She said: "I'm scared." I said "Me too." Well all night long that noise kept on And the sound would chill you right to the bone The bullets and the bombs, and the mortar shells Shook our bed every time one fell And it never let up; it was gonna get worse Before it got any better Well when the sun came up, the noise died down We got a few minutes sleep, an' we were sleepin' sound When a soldier knocked on our door and said: "Last night they brought in seven dead, and 14 wounded." And would we come down to the base hospital, and see the boys "Yes!" So we went to the hospital ward by day And every night we were singin' away Then the shells and the bombs was goin' again And the helicopters brought in the wounded men Night after night; day after day Comin' and a goin' So we sadly sang for them our last song And reluctantly we said: "So long." We did our best to let 'em know that we care For every last one of 'em that's over there Whether we belong over there or not Somebody over here love's 'em, and needs 'em Well now that's about all that there is to tell About that little trip into livin' hell And if I ever go back over there any more I hope there's none of our boys there for me to sing for I hope that war is over with And they all come back home To stay In peace

I Know What I Like

Huey Lewis and The News "Fore!"
I like things that go fast Because I know that good things don't ever last I like believeing in what I want to Don't like no one to tell me what to do And I like the times that we've had But I cound't tell you what's good or bad I'm only hoping that you understand This feeling that I'm feeling when I'm holding your hand I know what I like I know what I like to do I know what I like, well what about you? I like the sound of breaking glass And if you don't believe me, why do you ask? I like leaving town, and coming back home I'm going to show you, when we're all alone I like staying up all night Watching old movies 'til the morning light I don't pretend to know what's right or wrong But I won't like leaving, if I stay here too long I know what I like I know what I like to do I know what I like, well what about you? I like things that don't change Because the more something changes, the more it stays the same I might be simple, take it easy sometimes But I can be stubborn when I've made up my mind I know what I like I know what I like to do I know what I like, well what about you?

The Grundy County Spitting Incident

Cledus T. Judd "I Stoled This Record"
Sadie, pull this car over. Let me get me a can of Skoal. Well, we went down to the Grundy County auction The sign said no tobaccer where we sat My wife told me that I should spit with caution Or else we'll all wind up in a big ol' spat And I said hush your mouth nobody's gonna mind If I pack my lip and ignore the sign 'Cause a little dip of Skoal never hurt no one at all Then, I've never seen anyone get so mad From a little bit of spit on his John Deere hat But I spit on him once, spit on him twice Spit Skoal on the feller in the second row Well he turned around and nearly broke my nose I got a big fat lip, two black eyes Shoulda just went and dipped outside Well, it musta been about eight or nine more minutes Until I pulled that can of Skoal back out And I knew when I put my fingers in it That I'd just spit it out amongst the crowd ...Look out! And you know I really don't care if anybody minds A pinch 'tween your cheek and gum is not a crime So I'll do my spittin' and to heck with the rest of y'all Well I've never saw people gettin' so dang mad Worst County auction they've ever had 'Cause I spit on 'em once, spit on 'em twice Spit Skoal on the people, well I must confess I even got a little on a lady's white dress But in the end they got me back you see They all took a dip and spit on me Well, they pinned me down on the auction block And took my Skoal away And the town still hates to talk about The mess that was made that day When I said hush your mouth, nobody's gonna mind If I pack my lip and ignore the sign 'Cause a little dip of Skoal never hurt no one at all Well, I've never saw people gettin' so derned mad The worst County auction they've ever had 'Cause I spit on 'em once, spit on 'em twice Spit Skoal on the people, well I must confess I even got a little on a lady's white dress Shoulda swallowed my dip, swallowed my pride Shoulda just went and spit outsiiiiiiide. Whew! Boy, that was horrible! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well I went down to a Music City function Where I just heard a song that I had to howl out My lawyers told my to proceed with caution Or I'd make a whole lot of songwriters mad Uh-huh And I said Hey John Michael Montgomery won't mind If I take a song and make it mine all mine Like I did so many times with old Tim McGraw's Yeah I never heard anything sound so fine Mind if I borrow one or two of your lines Well I stole it once stole it twice I STOLE it from a writer on Music Row Well he just moved to town and he didn't know About ASCAP, SESAC, or BMI So he might as well kiss his song goodbye I had my number two pencil going about a mile a minute Till I had his ideas all written down And I knew I really went and did it When the police came and hauled my butt downtown And I said Hey John Michael Montgomery won't mind If I steal a song and make it mine all mine Like I did so many times with Tim McGraw's Yeah I never heard anything sound so fine Mind if I borrow one or two of your lines Well I stole it once stole it twice I STOLE that song and I must confess When I went to court I plead no contest Got a big fat lip and two black eyes Never should have messed with his copyright Yeah I told the judge I had writers block but he hauled my butt away And now it hurts too much to laugh about the song I stole that day When I said Hey John Michael Montgomery won't mind If I steal a song and make it mine all mine Like I did so many times with Tim McGraw Yeah I never heard anything sound so fine Mind if I borrow one or two of your lines So I stole it once stole it twice I STOLE it from a writer on Music Row Well he just moved to town and he didn't know About ASCAP, SESAC, or BMI So he might as well kiss his song goodbye (GASP) EYE STOLE WHEE!!!!

Time

TOM WAITS
Well, the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street the shadow boys are breaking all the laws and you're east of East St. Louis and the wind is making speeches and the rain sounds like a round of applause Napoleon is weeping in the Carnival saloon his invisible fiance is in the mirror the band is going home it's raining hammers, it's raining nails yes, it's true, there's nothing left for him down here Chorus And it's Time Time Time And it's Time Time Time And it's Time Time Time that you love And it's Time Time Time And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away and the things you can't remmeber tell the things you can't forget that history puts a saint in every dream Well she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off but these mamas boys just didn't know when to quit and Matilda asks the sailors are those dreams or are those prayers so just close your eyes, son and this won't hurt a bit Chorus Well, things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl the boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street and when she's on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot and a thousand pigeons fall around her feet so put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips till the dish outside the window fills with rain just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart and pay the fiddler off till I come back again Chorus

Despair In The Departure Lounge

ARCTIC MONKEYS "Who The Fuck Are Arctic Monkeys?"
He's pining for her In a people carrier There might be buildings and pretty things to see like that But architecture won't do Although it might say a lot about the city or town I don't care what they've got keep on turning them down It don't say the funny things she does Don't even try and cheer him up, because It just won't happen He's got the feeling again This time on the aeroplane There might be tellys in the back of the seats in front But Rodney and Del won't do Although it might take your mind off the aches and the pains Laugh when he falls through the bar But you're feeling the same 'Cause she isn't there to hold your hand She won't be waiting for you when you land It feels like she's just nowhere near You could well be out on your ear This thought comes closely followed by the fear And the thought of it Makes you feel a bit Ill Yesterday I saw a girl Who looked like someone you might knock about with And almost shouted And then reality kicked in within us It seems as we become the winners You lose a bit of summat And half wonder if you won it at all And don't say 'owt 'cause you've got no idea And she's still nowhere near And the thought comes closely followed by the fear And the thought of it Makes you feel a bit ...Ill Despair in the departure lounge It's one and they'll still be around at three No signal and low battery What's happened to me

Was it funny? Share it with friends!