Dear Mister Fantasy play us a tune Something to make us all happy Do anything take us out of this gloom Sing a song, play guitar Make it snappy You are the one who can make us all laugh But doing that you break out in tears Please don't be sad if it was a straight mind you had We wouldn't have known you all these years
We skipped the light fandango Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor I was feeling kinda seasick But the crowd called out for more The room was humming harder As the ceiling flew away When we called out for another drink The waiter brought a tray
And so it was that later As the miller told his tale That her face, at first just ghostly, Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said, 'there is no reason And the truth is plain to see.' But i wandered through my playing cards And would not let her be One of sixteen vestal virgins Who were leaving for the coast And although my eyes were open They might have just as well've been closed
She said, 'i'm home on shore leave,' Though in truth we were at sea So i took her by the looking glass And forced her to agree Saying, 'you must be the mermaid Who took neptune for a ride.' But she smiled at me so sadly That my anger straightway died
If music be the food of love Then laughter is its queen And likewise if behind is in front Then dirt in truth is clean My mouth by then like cardboard Seemed to slip straight through my head So we crash-dived straightway quickly And attacked the ocean bed
Nights in white satin, never reaching the end Letters I´ve written, never meaning to send Beauty I´d always missed with these eyes before Just what the truth is, I can´t say anymore...
Cause I love you Yes I love you Oh oh, I love you! How I love you!
Gazing at people, some hand in hand Just what I´m going through they can´t understand...
Cause I love you, (cause I love you Yes I love you, (Yes, I love you) Oh oh, I love you, (Yes, I love you) How I love you! Cause I love you, (cause I love you) Yes I love you, (Yes, I love you) Cause I love you, (cause I love you) Yes I love you, (Yes, I love you) Oh oh, I love you How I love you! (Yes I love you) How I love you! (Yes I love you) (Yes, I love you)
In the mornin' you go gunnin' For the man who stole your water And you fire till he is done in But they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' As they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't hangin' So they put you on the street
You go back, Jack, do it again Wheels turnin' 'round and 'round You go back, Jack, do it again
When you know she's no high climber Then you find your only friend In a room with your two timer And you're sure you're near the end Then you love a little wild one And she brings you only sorrow All the time you know she's smilin' You'll be on your knees tomorrow
[Chorus]
[Guitar Solo]
[Keyboard Solo]
Now you swear and kick and beg us That you're not a gamblin' man Then you find you're back in Vegas With a handle in your hand Your black cards can bring you money So you hide them when you're able In the land of milk and honey You must put them on the table
I know I stand in line until you think You have the time to spend an evening with me And if we go someplace to dance I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place And have a drink or two...... And then I go and spoil it all by saying Something stupid like I love you
I can see it in your eyes that you despise The same old lines you heard the night before...... And though it's just a line to you for me it's true...... And never seemed so right before
I practice every day to find some clever lines To say to make the meaning come true...... But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late And I'm alone with you The time is right your perfume fills my head...... The stars get red and oh the night's so blue...... And then I go and spoil it all by saying Something stupid like I love you
Do you want to be an angel, Do you want to be a star, Do you want to play some magic on my guitar? Do you want to be a poet, Do you want to be my string? You could be anything Do you want to be the lover of another Undercover? You could even be the man on the moon
Do you want to be the player, Do you want to be the string? Let me just tell you something, It just don't mean a thing You see it really doesn't matter When you're buried in disguise By the dark glass on your eyes, Though your flesh has crystalised Still... you turn me on
Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head, Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed? Do you want to be the cover of a magazine Create a scene Every day a little sadder, A little madder, Someone get me a ladder
Do you want to be the singer, Do you want to be the song? Let me tell you something You just couldn't be more wrong You see I really have to tell you That it all gets so intense From my experience It just doesn't seem to make sense, Still... you turn me on
- Je tÂ’aime je tÂ’aime Oh oui je tÂ’aime - Moi non plus - Oh mon amour - Comme la vague irrésolue Je vais, je vais et je viens Entre tes reins Je vais et je viens Entre tes reins Et je me retiens
- Je tÂ’aime je tÂ’aime Oh oui je tÂ’aime - Moi non plus - Oh mon amour Tu es la vague, moi lÂ’île nue Tu vas, tu vas et tu viens Entre mes reins Tu vas et tu viens Entre mes reins Et je te rejoins
- Je tÂ’aime je tÂ’aime Oh oui je tÂ’aime - Moi non plus - Oh mon amour - LÂ’amour physique est sans issue Je vais je vais et je viens Entre tes reins Je vais et je viens Je me retiens - Non ! maintenant viens...
Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You thought they were all kiddin' you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin' out Now you don't talk so loud Now you don't seem so proud About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it And nobody's ever taught you how to live on the street And now you're gonna have to get used to it You said you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home A complete unknown Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all did tricks for you You never understood that it ain't no good You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain't it hard when you discover that He really wasn't where it's at After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel How does it feel Ham on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made Exchanging all precious gifts But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?
The screen door slams Mary's dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again I just can't face myself alone again Don't run back inside darling you know just what I'm here for So you're scared and you're thinking That maybe we ain't that young anymore Show a little faith, there's magic in the night You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright Oh and that's alright with me
You can hide `neath your covers And study your pain Make crosses from your lovers Throw roses in the rain Waste your summer praying in vain For a savior to rise from these streets Well now I'm no hero That's understood All the redemption I can offer, girl Is beneath this dirty hood With a chance to make it good somehow Hey what else can we do now Except roll down the window And let the wind blow back your hair Well the night's busting open These two lanes will take us anywhere We got one last chance to make it real To trade in these wings on some wheels Climb in back Heaven's waiting on down the tracks Oh oh come take my hand Riding out tonight to case the promised land Oh oh Thunder Road, oh Thunder Road oh Thunder Road Lying out there like a killer in the sun Hey I know it's late we can make it if we run Oh Thunder Road, sit tight take hold Thunder Road
Well I got this guitar And I learned how to make it talk And my car's out back If you're ready to take that long walk >From your front porch to my front seat The door's open but the ride it ain't free And I know you're lonely For words that I ain't spoken But tonight we'll be free All the promises'll be broken There were ghosts in the eyes Of all the boys you sent away They haunt this dusty beach road In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet And in the lonely cool before dawn You hear their engines roaring on But when you get to the porch they're gone On the wind, so Mary climb in It's a town full of losers And I'm pulling out of here to win.
I love you so much, can't count all the ways I've died for you girl and all they can say is "He's not your kind" They never get tired of putting me down And I'll never know when I come around What I'm gonna find Don't let them make up your mind. Don't you know...
Girl, you'll be a woman soon, Please, come take my hand Girl, you'll be a woman soon, Soon, you'll need a man
I've been misunderstood for all of my life But what they're saying girl it cuts like a knife "The boy's no good" Well I've finally found what I'm a looking for But if they get their chance they'll end it for sure Surely would Baby I've done all I could Now it's up to you...
Girl, you'll be a woman soon, Please, come take my hand Girl, you'll be a woman soon, Soon, you'll need a man
Girl, you'll be a woman soon, Please, come take my hand Girl, you'll be a woman soon, Soon but soon, you'll need a man
- Álbum: "Just for You"
* Ficou famosa a versão do Urge Overkill na trilha sonora de "Pulp Fiction", do Quentin Tarantino.
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river. You can hear the boats go by, You can spend the night beside her. And you know she's half crazy, But that's why you want to be there. And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way fromChina. And just when you mean to tell her that you have no love to giveher, Then she gets you on her wavelength And she lets the river answer That you've always been her lover.
And you want to travel with her, And you want to travel blind, And you know she will trust you, For you've touched her perfect body with your mind.
Now Jesus was a sailor, when he walked opon the water And he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower. And when he knew for certain, only drownding men could see him, He said: "All men shall be sailors then, until the sea shall freethem." But he himself was broken Long before the skys would open, Foresaken, almost human, He sank beneath your wisdom, like a stone
And you want to travel with him And you want to travel blind And you think maybe you'll trust him For he's touched your perfect body with his mind.
Now Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river. She's wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters. And the sun pours down like honey on our Lady of the Harbor. And she shows you where to look, among the garbage and theflowers. There are heros in the seaweed, There are children in the morning, They are leaning out for love, They will lean that way forever, While Suzanne holds the mirror.
And you want to travel with her, And you want to travel blind, And you know you can trust her For she's touched your perfect body with her mind.
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