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JAMES VINCENT MCMORROW lyrics - Early In The Morning

Sparrow And The Wolf

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Sparrow and wolf lay as still as the blades of the grass Like worn leather boots, of colour and size that would last Caught them a lark in a trap, and each held a wing Then they tore it apart, before that small bird could sing Confused by the wind, bruised by the size of the rain She turned back him, begged for love to remain But plans have been made, all of the furniture sold So store up your hate, use it for warmth when you’re cold For I have seen no joy, only danger, I seen no joy, only strangers, I seen no joy, seen no joy in this world Should you, choose to go, please be careful of, Lonesome roads, men that travel them, Will not know, will not know of your ways Still I have, seen no joy, only dangers, I seen no joy, only strangers, I seen no joy, seen no joy in this world, You should choose to go, please be faithful of What you learned, from that little bird, Always dear, always dear to my heart

For Corners

Digable Planets
it was 8:49 on a beautiful 9th day of july there was not a cloud to speak of so the orange sun hung lonely in the sky i was laying prone in my ?catbeat? home listening to fine nappy jackie and his jazzcat's horn sliding in a tape of bird on verve when suddenly rang my phone hello butterfly a voice said slip on some duds comb out your fro and slide on down to my pad the vibe here is very pleasant and i truly request your presence a problem of great magnitude has arose and as we speak it grows damn, what could it be i thought a juice i bought and rolled on down to her pad seeing bros i know slapping fives i arrived and pressed G-5 and there was nikki lookin some kind of sad with tears fallin from her eyes she sat me down and dug my frown and began to run it down you remember my boyfriend sid that fly kid who i love well our love was often a verb and spontaneity has brought a third but do to our youth an economic state we wish to terminate about this we don't feel great , but baby that's how it is but the feds have dissed me they ignore and dismiss and the pro-lifers harrass me outside the clinic and call me a murderer, now that's hate so needless to say we're in a mental state of debate hey beautiful bird i said digging her somber mood the fascists are some heavy dudes they don't really give a damn about life they just don't want a woman to control her body or have the right to choose but baby that ain't nothin they just want a male finger on the button because if you say war they will send them to die by the score aborting mission should be your volition but if souter and thomas have their way you'll be standing in line unable to get welfare while they're out hunting and fishing it has always been around it will always have a niche but they'll make it a privelege not a right accessible only to the rich pro-lifers should dig themselves cause life doesn't stop after birth and to a child borne to the unprepared it might even just get worse supporters of the h-bomb and fire bombing clinic what type of shit is that? orwellian in fact if roe v wade was overturned would not the desire remain intact leaving young girls to risk their healths and doctors to botch and watch as they kill themselves i don't want to sound macabre but hey, isn't it my job to lay it on the masses and get them off their asses to fight against these fascists so whatever you decide make that move with pride sid will be there (ladybug will be there, doodlebug will be there) and so will i an insect til i die rhythms and sounds spinning around confrontations across the nation your block my block dreadlocks what a shock land of the free - but not me

It's Good To Be Here

Digable Planets "Reachin A New Refutation Of Time And Space"
it was 8:49 on a beautiful 9th day of july there was not a cloud to speak of so the orange sun hung lonely in the sky i was laying prone in my ?catbeat? home listening to fine nappy jackie and his jazzcat's horn sliding in a tape of bird on verve when suddenly rang my phone hello butterfly a voice said slip on some duds comb out your fro and slide on down to my pad the vibe here is very pleasant and i truly request your presence a problem of great magnitude has arose and as we speak it grows damn, what could it be i thought a juice i bought and rolled on down to her pad seeing bros i know slapping fives i arrived and pressed G-5 and there was nikki lookin some kind of sad with tears fallin from her eyes she sat me down and dug my frown and began to run it down you remember my boyfriend sid that fly kid who i love well our love was often a verb and spontaneity has brought a third but do to our youth an economic state we wish to terminate about this we don't feel great , but baby that's how it is but the feds have dissed me they ignore and dismiss and the pro-lifers harrass me outside the clinic and call me a murderer, now that's hate so needless to say we're in a mental state of debate hey beautiful bird i said digging her somber mood the fascists are some heavy dudes they don't really give a damn about life they just don't want a woman to control her body or have the right to choose but baby that ain't nothin they just want a male finger on the button because if you say war they will send them to die by the score aborting mission should be your volition but if souter and thomas have their way you'll be standing in line unable to get welfare while they're out hunting and fishing it has always been around it will always have a niche but they'll make it a privelege not a right accessible only to the rich pro-lifers should dig themselves cause life doesn't stop after birth and to a child borne to the unprepared it might even just get worse supporters of the h-bomb and fire bombing clinic what type of shit is that? orwellian in fact if roe v wade was overturned would not the desire remain intact leaving young girls to risk their healths and doctors to botch and watch as they kill themselves i don't want to sound macabre but hey, isn't it my job to lay it on the masses and get them off their asses to fight against these fascists so whatever you decide make that move with pride sid will be there (ladybug will be there, doodlebug will be there) and so will i an insect til i die rhythms and sounds spinning around confrontations across the nation your block my block dreadlocks what a shock land of the free - but not me

When Your Old And Grey

Tom Lehrer
Since I still appreciate you, Let's find love while we may. Because I know I'll hate you When you are old and gray. So say you love me here and now, I'll make the most of that. Say you love and trust me, For I know you'll disgust me When you're old and getting fat. An awful debility, A lessened utility, A loss of mobility Is a strong possibility. In all probability I'll lose my virility And you your fertility And desirability, And this liability Of total sterility Will lead to hostility And a sense of futility, So let's act with agility While we still have facility, For we'll soon reach senility And lose the ability. Your teeth will start to go, dear, Your waist will start to spread. In twenty years or so, dear, I'll wish that you were dead. I'll never love you then at all The way I do today. So please remember, When I leave in December, I told you so in May.

Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms

John McDermott "When I Grow Too Old To Dream"
Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms : To my mother Beleive me if all those endearing young charms Which I gave on so fondly today Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms Like the fairy gifts fading away Though would still be adored as this moment thou art Let thy loveliness fade as it will And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart Would entwine itself verdantly still It is not while beauty and youth are thine own And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear That the fervour and faith of a soul can be known To which time will but make thee more dear No the heart which has truly loved never forgets But as truly loves on to the close As the sunflower turns on her guard when he sets The same look which she turned when he rose

Permissive Twit

Gilbert O'Sullivan "Himself"
Oh Heaven help our Linda She's really done it now What's more it's all so obvious I mean her stomachs sticking out If father tells me' mother She's bound to have a fit Followed by a neat convulsion Thanks to our permissive twit She thinks his name was Ronald Or was it Sid or Len The only thing that's certain Is that it wasn't Bill or Ben Our parish priest God bless him The very reverend Father Pitt Will no doubt be preaching sermons To our dear Permissive Twit By now the word Will no doubt have been heard By almost every bleeding nosy parker in our alley all except that is Our own great aunt Liz Who I hear's been deaf since the day our Grace recorded Sally, Sally, Sally (Break) Unless we raise the money She'll have to let it out What I mean is she will have to Have it the right way wrong way about In other words let nature Take its course and do its bit For the sake of those concerned with Own dear permissive Dear permissive twit

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