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Come On

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It's an open invitation Everybody's free to come Try to solve the situation The four corners have been undone And it's no mystery Just a thin line in the sand Never fails to frighten me When you don't understand come on come on come on Come and share a smoke with me We'll try to make a plan It's all so tense you see In every nation Every land And it's no mystery man-made clouds block the sun It never fails to frighten me that these things can't be undone (chorus) Come on Come on and see come on and see the love 2x come on Now you hold your breath and wait To see how it turns out in the end I know it's hard to keep your patience You know the message has been sent And it's no mystery Every nation Every land Open up your eyes and see Before it all gets out of hand Come on Come on and see come on and see the love 4x come on (music) Come on Come on and see come on and see the love 4x come on

Notell Hotel

10CC "Ten Out Of 10"
I checked into the room and I checked the view And then I locked and chained the door I had time to kill I had space to fill Like a prisoner on the floor But then the silence broke, there's a woman screaming down the hall And I wondered what was going on Here at the Notell Hotel So I killed the light and I slipped the chain took a peek into the hall I was just in time to see the waiter trip and drop the dinner on the floor But the Bellboy smiled as the elevator started to fall And I wondered what was going on down at the Notell Hotel Ooh, I love a mystery (cover up and intrigue) Life can be a thriller, a fantasy of everything I see Ooh, how I love a mystery (turned up raincoats) Secret agents, waiting for the missing clue at a rendezvous I heard the sound of feet and I looked out to meet a girl I knew I'd seen before She had the kind of looks, you see in dirty books and she was dripping on the floor She was taking a shower when someone tiptoed in and turned out the lights It's gonna be one of those nights down at the Notell Hotel I took her into my room and picked the lock on the bar to get a drink to calm her down Then the mirror cracked as the window shook and the table turned around And when I grabbed at the phone there was a voice at the end of the line 'Is that 1059 Is anything wrong, Is there anything wrong' here at the Notell Hotel Ooh, I love a mystery (cover up and intrigue) Life can be a thriller, a fantasy of everything I see Ooh, how I love a mystery (turned up raincoats) Secret agents, waiting for the missing clue at a rendezvous

Peace And Love

Camper Van Beethoven "Camper Van Beethoven"
Restless, three days without sleep, his mind wrapped in barely perceptible haze, he continues east, shaking, despite the stuttering convulsions and near death throes of his endearing 1962 Chevrolet. Storm follows him closely as it has for 3 days. In the pouring rain on the long dark highways he sees roadside casualty armadillos on their backs and owls and bats fly out of the his eyes into the blinding horizon. Despite the solitude of his dear car he feels he is being watched by more than just the curious deer and west Texas highway transients. At dawn, he begins to feel the first nearly imperceptible signs of the drugs taking effect. He crosses the border east into New Mexico. There is now no question in his mind about the flavor of the coffee and the sardonic smile of the crusty over made waitress. As he's crossing more than 2 states at once, his watch stops. He picks up a hitchhiker, some young lady, but unfortunately, as he's been expecting, the car breaks down in an abandoned shanty town known only as Brubaker. Just remember, she says. I'm holding you responsible for all this He cringes at the tone of her voice. A quick glance in the rear view mirror reveals to him the vision of the 3rd unattached eyeball. A star of dried cream at the bottom of the Styrofoam cup on the dashboard smiles at him and somehow, in her loneliness and boredom, her twelve-pack dwindling in the midday heat, he forces her into sex. The Chevrolet temporarily fixed, they drift on and fall upon a small bar in no place specific. Drunk by evening, she complains of morning sickness and by morning has noticeably grown in size. 2 days later, still heading east towards the holy angelic temple he has been envisioning in his sleep, she is 9 months pregnant. Later that day she gives birth to their son. Born with gingham snakeskin cowboy boots and three umbilical cords he is within hours cursing his parents in some otherworldly alien language. And he mutters in perfect English in his sleep, while sucking his mothers breast, his twisted Utopian visions. She looks at him terrified and says, Remember, I'm holding you responsible for all of this. left channel lyrics: Peace and Love Love and Anger Brotherly Love Brotherly Love I though I had something to say But I forgot what it was I'm gonna try and say it anyway Too much ginseng Makes me nervous Organization Shortened sounds Too much ginger Takes me over John the Baptist Comes to mind I've got to drive faster The road is falling In front of my eyes I've got to drive faster If I want to get home If I don't look where I'm going [blah blah blah blah] I'm gonna get [blah] If I don't look where I'm going [blah blah blah blah) I'm gonna get [blah] I've got to drive faster The road is falling In front of my eyes I've got to drive faster If I want to get home right channel lyrics: Too much open space Makes me nervous Too much ginseng A [blah] wide open Then a [blah blah blah] his face Then a doctor [blah] fucking open spaces Give some cowboys some acid Many [blah] Makes me nervous Nothing seems right now Too many open spaces Yes Wyoming Makes me nervous Someone ought to go up to Wyoming And open up some fucking open spaces And call her some hotel rooms And look at the turf in the open spaces Don't say its fattening Be careful what you're doing You can do anything Yeah you can do anything I said you can do anything You don't know what you're doing Or don't do anything at all Because there are wide open spaces [blah blah] and children [blah blah] horizon They're on acid They don't know what they're doing So they can do anything I wonder where those cowboys are I wonder where those cowboys are

Mystery Of Love

DAVID GRAY "Flesh"
The city gates at twilight and a red ship sinking behind winter's grey wall ice in the wind but a fire in the embers of my heart as darkness falls in a candlelit room where your eyes are laughing smoking in the red chair and nothing in the world 'cept the beating of my heart against the nerves of the air And I know there's a light at the end of the tunnel 'cause I taste it on your lips and I feel a weight that can bend me double you lift it with your fingertips so often it happens that words prove useless in the face of how it feels so it is as the mystery of love keeps growing the more my heart reveals Temptations endless whispers try to keep it in perspective so much to distract walking on a wire while your juggling desire it's all part of your balancing act and it gets hard to know just what you believe as the argument rages on but for all of the talk it's only true to say that if you have no hope there is none A tangle of tongues flesh flowers and thistles of conscience, spittle and skin we can't change the past so we'll raise this cup to our lips and drink it all in and meantime back in civilisation the rain is cold as steel but the mystery of love it just keep growing the more my heart reveals As sure as the rose the bright day blooms as surely still it fades and the night kindles stars on empty winds and ghosts along the collonades and slow but sure the sands are falling as the bridge burns beneath the wheel and the mystery of love it just keeps growing the more my heart reveals the more my heart reveals

Pig

DAVE MATTHEWS BAND "Before These Crowded Streets"
Isn't it strange How we move our lives for another day Like skipping a beat What if a great wave should wash us all away Just thinking out loud Don't mean to dwell on this dying thing But looking at blood It's alive right now Deep and sweet within Pouring through our veins Intoxicate moving wine to tears Drinking it deep Then an evening spent dancing It's you and me This love will open our world From the dark side we can see a glow of something bright There's much more than we see here Don't burn the day away Is this not enough This blessed sip of life Is it not enough Staring down at the ground Oh then complain and pray more from above Greedy little pig Stop just watch your world trickle away Oh it's your problem now It'll all be dead and gone in a few short years Just love will open our eyes Just love will put the hope in our minds Much more than we could ever know Don't burn the day away Come sister my brother Shake up your bones shake up your feet I'm saying open up And let the rain come pouring in Wash out this tired notion That the best is yet to come But while you're dancing on the ground Don't think of when you're gone Love love what more is there We need the light of love in here Don't beat your head Dry your eyes Let the love in there There are bad times But that's ok Just look for love in it Don't burn the day away Look Here are we On this starry night staring into space And I must say I feel as small as dust Lying down here What point could there be troubling Head down wondering what will become of me Why concern we cannot see But no reason to abandon it Time is short but that's all right Maybe I'll go in the middle of the night Take your hands from your eyes, my love Everything must end some time Don't burn the day away Come sister my brother Shake up your bones shake up your feet I'm saying open up And let the rain come flooding in Wash out this tired notion That the best is yet to come But while you're dancing on the ground Don't think of when you're gone Love love what more is there We need the light of love in here Don't beat your head Dry your eyes Let the love in there There are bad times But that's ok Just look for love in it

Lawyers In Love

JACKSON BROWNE "Lawyers In Love"
I can't keep up with what's been going on I think my heart must just be slowing down Among the human beings in their designer jeans Am I the only one who hears the screams And the strangled cries of lawyers in love God sends his spaceships to America, the beautiful They land at six o'clock and there we are, the dutiful Eating from TV trays, tuned into to Happy Days Waiting for World War III while Jesus slaves To the mating calls of lawyers in love Last night I watched the news from Washington, the capitol The Russians escaped while we weren't watching them, like Russians will Now we've got all this room, we've even got the moon And I hear the U.S.S.R. will be open soon As vacation land for lawyers in love

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