I hear ya

 

Every now an' then, on my way home,
I stop at a spot where the wild flowers grow, an' I pick a few,
Cuz she don't tell me to.
I go out with my boys all right,
But most of the time I call it a night before they do,
Cuz she don't tell me to.
Sunday mornin', I'm in church,
An' my butt an' my back an' my necktie hurts, but I'm in the pew,
She don't tell me to.

Any other woman I know would have tried,
To control me and it would be over.
Blame it on my goin' my own way attitude.
All of that stubborness melts away,
When I wake with her head on my shoulder,
An' I know I've got to love her,
Until my life is through,
Cuz she don't tell me to.

Well, I got demons and I've got pride,
But when I'm wrong, I apologize like she's mine to lose,
Cuz she don't tell me to.
Well, I got dreams in this heart of mine,
But nothin' that I wouldn't lay aside if she asked me to.
Cuz she don't tell me to.
An' she don't even know,
That she keeps me lookin' for the next right thing to do,
Cuz she don't tell me to.
Yeah, yeah.

Any other woman I know would have tried,
To control me and it would be over.
Blame it on my goin' my own way attitude.
And all of that stubborness melts away,
When I wake with her head on my shoulder,
An' I know I've got to love her,
Until my life is through,
What else can I do?
What else can I do?
Whoa, I love her,
But she don't tell me to.
She don't tell me to.

Every now an' then, on my home,
I stop at a spot where the wild flowers grow, an' I pick a few,
Yes I do.

 

I just can't get through to you
Despite all the ways
I try or any of the things I do
Maybe I'd be better off talkin to a wall
Cause you ain't making any sense at all
I'm walkin and I'm talkin
And I'm tryin and I'm lyin
But I just ain't getting through to you!
I'm walkin and I'm talkin
And I'm tryin and I'm lyin
But I just ain't getting through to you!
Am I just wastin, just wasting all my precious time
Cause I ain't wastin a breath on you or any of your kind
If you had any brains you would open your mind
But, I guess you're just afraid of what you're gonna find
I just can't get through to you
Despite all the ways
I try or any of the things I do
Maybe I'd be better off talkin to a wall
Cause you ain't making any sense at all
I'm walkin and I'm talkin
And I'm tryin and I'm lyin
But I just ain't getting through to you!
I'm walkin and I'm talkin
And I'm tryin and I'm lyin
But I just ain't getting through to you!
It's a malfunction...!

 

Harry Nilsson ~ "You're Breakin' My Heart" from SON OF SCHMILSSON (1972)

You're breakin' my heart,
you're tearin' it apart,
so f*ck you

All I want to do,
is have a good time,
now I'm blue

You wanna boogaloo,
run down to Tramps,
have a dance or two--ooh!!

You're breaking my heart,
you're tearin' it apart,
but f*ck you

You're breakin' my heart,
You're tearin' it apart
Ooh!!--ooh!!

You stepped on my ass,
you're breaking my glasses too

You wanna drive my car,
buy a lot of stuff,
I've had enough
of you--ooh!!

I'm goin' insane,
there's no one to blame,
so f*ck you

You've gotta have your way,
there's nothin' left to say,
there's nothin' left to do--ooh!!

You're breakin' my heart,
you're tearin' it apart,
so f*ck you

You've gotta have your way,
there's nothin' left to say,
there's nothin' left to do--ooh!!

You're breakin' my heart,
you're tearin' it apart,
but I love you
(Do-do-doots)

Lyrics and music by: Harry Nilsson

Facts:

• Features Peter Frampton on guitar, well-known solo Beatles sideman Klaus Voorman on bass, and (performing under a pseudonym) George Harrison on slide guitar.

• From the 1972 album SON OF SCHMILSSON (album also has top 40 hit "Spaceman" on it)

• Nilsson has justified the use of profanity in this classic by saying that he was simply reflecting the forthright way heartbroken people express their feelings.

• Often heard on Dr. Demento with plenty of needed sound effect edits

 

"Real Good Lookin Boy" ...The Who

When I think back to the
first time in my childhood
When I saw that face
I thought right then,
'That's a real good looking boy.'

I saw myself in the mirror
in profile
for the first time
I thought,
'Hey! That's a real good looking boy'

And I felt then
that I moved
With all those lucky bucks and angels
High in the theatre
In the sky

So I went to my mother
I said,
'Hey mom - take look at me'
Have you ever seen a teen
Fly so high?

That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy

She said,
'Son, well, you know,
you're ugly boy.
You don't really look like him.

In this long line
There's been some
real strange genes
You've got 'em all
You've got 'em all
With some extras thrown in

That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy

Wise men say
Only fools, only fools rush in
But I - I give in
Falling in love, in love with you

Now I'm here with you little darling
And you say, 'You're beautiful as you are'
And I've managed somehow to survive

You arrived in my life like a fragrance
And helped me find a way to laugh
And I know now so-called beauty lies

God gave him a face
Then he gave me something above
God gave me grace
Then he gave me your sweet, sweet, sweet love

You make me feel like a real good looking boy
I feel like a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy
That's a real good looking boy

 

At night I walk this stinkin' street past the crazies on my block
And I see the same old faces and I hear that same old talk
And I'm searching for the latest thing, a break in this routine
I'm talkin' some new kicks, ones like you ain't never seen
This is home, this is Mean Street
(This is) Yes-ah home, the only one I know

An' we don't worry 'bout tomorrow 'cause we're sick of these four walls
Now what you think is nothin' might be somethin' after all
Now you know this ain't no through street, the end is dead ahead
The poor folks play for keeps down here, they're the living dead

Come on down, (Huh! Ow!) down (This is) to Mean Street
They're dancin' now, look! Out on Mean Street
Dance baby!

It's always here and now my friend, it ain't once upon a time
It's all over but the shouting, I come to take what's mine
We're searchin' for the latest thing, a break in this routine
Talkin' some new kicks, ones like you ain't never seen

This is home, (Ooh) this is Mean Street
(This is) Yes-ah home, only one I know

(This is home) See, a gun is real easy
(This is Mean Street) in this desperate part of town
(This is home) Turns you from hunted into hunter (Yeah)
(This is Mean Street) You go an' hunt somebody down
Wait a minute, ah (This is home) Somebody said "Fair warning", Lord
(This is Mean Street) Lord, strike that poor boy down!

 

Hey ...good one !

 

Andrew W K this morning:

When it's time to party we will party hard

You,
You work all night (all night)
And when you work you don't feel all right
And when,
When things stop feeling all right (all right)
And everything is all right

'Cos we will never listen to your rules (no)
We will never do as others do (no)
Know what we want and we get it from you
Do what we like and we like what we do

So let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
Now it's time to party and we'll party hard (party hard)
Let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
When it's time to party we will always party hard
Party hard (party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard...)

All right
You,
You fight that fight
And when you're fightin' you feel all right
But when,
When things stop feeling all right (all right)
And everything is all right

'Cos we will never listen to your rules (no)
We will never do as others do (no)
Know what we want and we get it from you
We do what we like and we like what we do

So let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
Now it's time to party and we'll party hard (party hard)
Let's get a party going (let's get a party going)
When it's time to party we will always party hard
Party hard (party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard party hard, party hard, party hard...)

 

Aerosmith "Pink"

Pink - it's my new obsession
Pink - it's not even a question,
Pink - on the lips of your lover
(oh)
'Cause Pink is the love you discover

Pink - as the bing on your cherry
Pink - 'cause you are so very
Pink - it's the color of passion
Ah, 'cause today it just goes with the fashion

Pink - it was love at first sight
Yeah, Pink - when I turn out the light
And Pink gets me high as a kite
And I think everything is going to be all right
No matter what we do tonight

You could be my flamingo
'Cause pink - it's the new kinda of lingo
Pink - like a deco umbrella (****)
It's kink that you don't ever tell her

Pink - it was love at first sight
And Pink when I turn out the light
Pink gets me high as a kite
And I think everything is going to be all right
No matter what we do tonight

Yeah!

I want to be your lover
I, I wanna wrap you in rubber
As pink as the sheets that we lay on
'Cause Pink - it's my favorite crayon

Yeah!

Pink - it was love at first sight (yeah)
Pink - when I turn out the light
Pink - it's like red but not quite
And I think, everything is going to be all right
No matter what we do tonight

 

Try this one......a bit older:

She came from Providence,
the one in Rhode Island
Where the old world shadows hang
heavy in the air
She packed her hopes and dreams
like a refugee
Just as her father came across the sea
She heard about a place people were smilin'
They spoke about the red man's way,
and how they loved the land
And they came from everywhere
to the Great Divide
Seeking a place to stand
or a place to hide

Down in the crowded bars,
out for a good time,
Can't wait to tell you all,
what it's like up there
And they called it paradise
I don't know why
Somebody laid the mountains low
while the town got high

Then the chilly winds blew down
Across the desert
through the canyons of the coast, to
the Malibu
Where the pretty people play,
hungry for power
to light their neon way
and give them things to do

Some rich men came and raped the land,
Nobody caught 'em
Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus,
people bought 'em
And they called it paradise
The place to be
They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea

You can leave it all behind
and sail to Lahaina
just like the missionaries did, so many years ago
They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming"
Brought the white man's burden down
Brought the white man's reign

Who will provide the grand design?
What is yours and what is mine?
'Cause there is no more new frontier
We have got to make it here

We satisfy our endless needs and
justify our bloody deeds,
in the name of destiny and the name of God

And you can see them there,
On Sunday morning
They stand up and sing about
what it's like up there
They call it paradise
I don't know why
You call someplace paradise,
kiss it goodbye

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The Last Resort
Words and Music by Don Henley and Glenn Frey