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Thomas Newman lyrics - Lemony Snicket's A Series Of Unfortunate Events

Loverly Spring

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Bum buttery, flit fluttery Dum diddly-ooh Bum Buttery, bluebird Is singing a tune. Daffy-down-dillies awaken And prune Bursting in bloom All the flowers assume It's a loverly, loverly spring. Chit-chattery chipmunks All singing along, Humming their Join-in-a-spring-along song. Spring is the springiest time For a song It's a loverly, loverly spring. In the forest we play With the rabbits all day-- I'm sorry to say that this is not the movie you will be watching.

Anywhere With You

JOSEPH ARTHUR "And The Thieves Are Gone"
(Check) Belief is just a resident Of things you heard when the pain was clear You've been traveling in so far Only to find out your still nowhere near You're the creator of the gods And the whores of the Babylon Most just want your money But one or two will kill you for a song Singing to the drifter Singing to the banker and the maid Singing to the sling shots Singing to the diamond and theĀ ??? And the Thieves are gone And the thieves are gone And the thieves are gone I'm ready to go anywhere Anywhere with you And we sing this song over over With you my love Shouting at the fire engines Rolling down Jefferson at dawn Everyone corrupted And looking like there's nowhere to belong I see your eye's are spinning Swallowing the world the way it blooms The walls began to dance And your thoughts began appearing in balloons So when the strangers sugar coat servants at the seam As the beggars bleeding butchers betting back the bread the bank round you to bring And trucks with number flames roll undisturbed thru greenhill, so will I Your trying to nurse the sprit, but it's enough for most just to survive And their eye's are gone I'm ready to go anywhere Anywhere with you And we sing this song over over With you my love Someone needs an operator Someone else is broken on the road The one by loves it's self too much That never got around to explode Games and animators say We'll be forgiven and do time But there has always been an alligator Biting off the heads of those who shine Nothing here is real And nothing here holds any true weight Heading out of Troutville Bleeding hands reaching for the bank Pull me from the stream And I will fight like danger in the air And as you are driving by the accident Each review will start to stare I'm sending you a postcard I'm ready to go anywhere Anywhere with you As we sing this song over over With you my love I'm sending you a post card But I am nowhere And you are nowhere too Well I don't have a stamp So I'll just burn it if it's all the same to you It held no information Cause every word that's spoken is a lie For you were never born So there is no way you will ever die What's the use of feeling for someone That you made up in your mind You dream that you are lost And you imagine that there is a you to find But there just ain't nobody No savior, no heaven and no hell Just a load of broken junk You're looking for an idiot to sell Your life it doesn't work But you've resigned yourself to live it till the end The way you look so kind But no one seems to notice so you just pretend Then you get depressed I'm ready to go anywhere Any where with you As we sing this song over over With you my love Then you get depressed [?] So you find yourself a doctor and a pill To make the line more comfortable And make-believe your following your will

Golden Age Of Radio

JOSH RITTER "Golden Age Of Radio"
Picture they took of you in your cowboy hat Makes you look like you are one of the boys Out on a Saturday night Meanwhile on the outside of the dance hall I'm a joke that you'd probably enjoy On the outside of Memphis all the buildings look big And the white picket fences all dare to charge around the lawn And hold their heads up high When my headlights find them out They'll be the first to put their hands in the air With my radio on All singing a country song Soft and low So, living on the edge of the city limit line This is where the boundary finally ends And I swear that we're the last living souls In a populated ghost town All the billboards are our best friends Oh, which way did our last chance go and can we Get out if we go right now? 'Cause it seems that with the malls And the mega-church stadiums We would get out if we knew just how With the radio on All singing a country song Soft and low Oh, when I've got a worried mind I know I hear the ghost of Patsy Cline On the Grand Ole Opry Show Standing in line to get my self-help book signed off On by the reverend who shouts to the converted Have mercy on this boy He did it all by the book But still kind of has his doubts Yeah you look pretty good in that jonquil dress But your smile is a wooden nickel's pride And I know that it ain't worth much It feels good to touch And I think that I could dance if I tried With your radio on All singing a country song Soft and low Oh, when I've got a worried mind I know I hear the ghost of Patsy Cline On the Grand Ole Opry Show

Southwest Song

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Southwest Song Good people sometimes think bad things. Good people dream bad things, don't you? Good people even do bad things, once in a while, we do... Factory smoke and choke in pain 'Cause Del Ray funk is in my brain So I break the law, but I'm not to blame You only know my place, you don't know my name Well, I grip the fence and I bend the steal And I steal a car and I grip the wheel And I park the car and I steal it again Cuz I really don't know what's happening I wait for night to fall, then I walk outside And then I run back in cuz I don't wanna die You see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brain As smoke fills the sky enough to block the rain And I pray to God to help me justify Look over me cuz my brain is fried And I don't have a name, I don't have a home I just lay alone on my bed of stone You see, Death awaits me on my narrow path And when I stop to think, I can only laugh Because I'm not alone, it didn't take me long To see everybody singing that Southwest Song Wooooooo...Oh! We-oh... Everybody singing that southwest song(x2) Some say I'm real and some say I'm fake But I really don't care cuz it's all too late You see, my mind is weak and I'm losing breath As I crawl along, I can feel the death Everywhere I go, I bring with me pride And then I pay the carny and I take a ride But see, the wheel is wicked and it spins me death So I try it again with what pride is left If we have to go, then you can take me fast See, I started under and I'm sinking fast So when the joker's card is missing from your deck Then you know the rope has finally caught my neck Hey yo, don't look now, but there he go again It's me and the Grim Reaper, best of friends He's always hanging 'round, waitin' for me to die We shot a game of pool, he's not a bad guy I feel I'm in the corner of a circled room At about thirteen in the afternoon And then I see the strain as I walk along I notice everybody singing that Southwest Song Wooooooo...Oh! We-oh... Everybody singing that southwest song(x2) What does seem bad to you? I'm angry... I'm angry(x2) Everybody singing that southwest song! If my time has come, then I'm ready to go Shoot me in the face with your forty-fo' And when I'm falling down to my sorry death I'll laugh with my very last breath (hahaha) Lose some, win some, that's how it goes I've been down and out, I took many blows And there's nothing here I ain't seen before I'm just a jugglin' juggla jugglin' more You wanna see the world, you wanna run the town You wanna meet a girl and wanna settle down You wanna start a family and ya own a home I wanna run with a set from the ghetto zone You see the forks is up, see the forks is down But I'm a wicked clown So don't fuck around Cuz my brain is gone and it's on it's way I'm exploding, so get off me, dog!!! Well I could be right and I could be wrong And if I ain't dead now then it won't be long But it does not matter what set you on Tonight everybody sings that Southwest Song Wooooooo...Oh! We-oh... Everybody singing that southwest song(x6) What does seem bad to you? Is it hitting other kids?

Daddys All Gone

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Daddy's All Gone is a James Taylor song. A live IG version appears on Shades of Indigo. If you ask me, that song alone is worth the price of the disc. Em really shines, I think. Especially on the word train that goes on forever... what SOUL... ooooh. And her solo guitar arrangement is cool, too. Daddy's All Gone. Don't have much to say Thought I'd call you up anyway Just to try and tell you the way That I feel today - Oh, I miss you baby. Sure, I'm on the road I don't need to say much more Just the same old well known stranger That I was before - Seems like yesterday. Daddy's all gone He's just a halfway home He's holding on to the telephone Singing Please - Don't let the show go on. There's a bus every other hour Even a midnight train But that don't leave me the power To see your face again - It's not that simple anymore. You see, there's a room full of smiling faces And there's a man standing by the door When he says it's time we take our places And get down on the floor - Oh, I'd like to kill him, baby. Daddy's all gone He's just a halfway home He's hanging on to the microphone Singing Please - Don't let the show go on.

Walk Of Life

SHOOTER JENNINGS "The Wolf"
Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lua, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story Hand me down mu walkin' shoes Here come Johnny with the power and the glory Backbeat the talkin' blues He got the action, he got the motion Yeah, the boy can play Dedication devotion Turning all the night time into the day He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman He do the song about the knife He do the walk, he do the walk of life Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay He got the action, he got the motion Yeah the boy can play Decidation devotion Turning all the night time into the day And after all the violence and double talk There's just a song in the trouble and the strife You do the walk, you do the walk of life

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