Song requests

[Tallman]

Just one of my favorite "father" songs.



When I was young
My dad would say
Come on son let's go out and play
Sometimes it seems like yesterday

And then when I was by myself
I'd climb up the closet shelf
Grab his hat and fix the brim
Pretending I was him

No matter how hard I try
No matter how many tears I cry
No matter how many years go by
I still can't say goodbye

He always took care of mom and me
We all cut down the Christmas tree
He always had time for me

Wind blows through the trees
Streetlights they still shine bright
Most things are the same
But I miss my dad tonight

I walk by a Salvation Army store
Saw a hat like my daddy wore
Tried it on and fixed the brim
I'm still trying to be like him

No matter how hard I try
No matter how many tears I cry
No matter how many years go by
I still can't say goodbye

I miss you pop.

 

[dacjohns]

Manfred Mann's Earth Band - Blinded By the Light Lyrics


Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Madman drummers bummers,
Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I go what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong,
play the song with the funky break"
And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe outside
And little Early-Pearly came by in his curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride
Asked me if I needed a ride
But she was...
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
She got down but she never got tired
She's gonna make it through the night
She's gonna make it through the night
But mama, that's where the fun is
But mama, that's where the fun is
Mama always told me not to look into the eye's of the sun
But mama, that's where the fun is
Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east
Says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in it's funny bone,
that's where they expect it least"
And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner,
watching the young girls dance
And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone, reminding him of romance
The calliope crashed to the ground
But she was...
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light,
revved up like a deuce,
another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
Madman drummers bummers, Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older,
I tripped the merry-go-round
With this very unpleasin', sneezin' and wheezin,
the calliope crashed to the ground
Now Scott with a slingshot finially found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand
And some bloodshot forget-me-not said daddy's within earshot save the buckshot, turn up the band
Some silicone sister with a manager mister told me I go what it takes
She said "I'll turn you on sonny to something strong"

 

[big brown horse]

Thanks!

 

[Beekissed]

WOW!

I didn't know just how messed up those lyrics were until I got to see them in print!!! Boys were doin' somethin' illegal when they wrote that one!

 

[dacjohns]

Sounds like some of the "music" they play now a days. Just a bunch of words that rhyme.

 

[Tallman]

Me and Bobby McGee


Busted flat in Baton Rouge
Waitin' for a train
When I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
Just before it rained
That rode us all away to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time
I was holding Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

Freedom is just another word
For nothin' left to lose
Nothin' don't mean nothin, hon
If it ain't free
Yeah, feelin' good was easy Lord
When he sang the blues
You know feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coalmines
To the California sun
Me and Bobby McGee


Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather
Through every thing that we done
Yeah Bobby baby, kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, Lord
I let him slip away
He's looking for that home
And I hope he finds it
Well I'd trade all of my tomorrows
For one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom is just another word
For nothin' left to lose
Nothin' and that's all that Bobby left me
But feelin' good was easy Lord
When he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

 

[Blackbird]

I believe Becca needs the lyrics to this song:

'The Homecomming Queen's Gotta Gun!'

 

[big brown horse]

Everybody run! The homecoming queen's gotta gun!

That is all that I remember.

 

[dacjohns]

http://dmdb.org/lyrics/homecoming.queen.html


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b8hxCpAdCJI


The Homecoming Queen's Got A Gun - Julie Brown
Written by Julie Brown, Charlie Coffey, Terrence McNally and Ray Colcord
contributed by Annie Sattler, October 29, 1995
playing time, 4:36

available on:
Bulletz 45 rpm single BR 767-7 & 12" single BR 767D, 1983 (independent release by Julie Brown & her fiance; sold 20,000 copies)
Goddess In Progress EP, Rhino 610, 1984
Dr. Demento Presents the Greatest Novelty Records of All Time, Vol. 4: the 1970's, Rhino LP/cassette 823, 1985
Trapped In The Body Of A White Girl Sire LP/cassette/CD, 1987
Dr. Demento Presents the Greatest Novelty CD of All Time, Rhino CD 75768, 1988
Dr. Demento - 20th Anniversary Collection, Rhino CD/cassette 70743, 1991
It was homecoming night at my high school
Everyone was there, it was totally cool
I was really excited, I almost wet my jeans
'Cause my best friend Debbie was Homecoming Queen

She looked so pretty in pink chiffon
Riding the float with her tiara on
Holding this humongous bouquet in her hand
She looked straight out of Disneyland
You know, like the Cinderella ride
I mean definitely an E ticket

The crowd was cheering
Everyone was stoked
I mean it was like the whole school
Was totally coked or something
The band was playing "Evergreen"
When all of a sudden somebody screamed
"Look out! The Homecoming Queen's got a gun!"

Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen has got a gun

Debbie's smiling and waving her gun
Picking off cheerleaders one by one
Oh, Buffy's pom-pom just blew to bits
Oh no, Mitzi's head just did the splits
God, my best friend's on a shooting spree
Stop it, Debbie, you're embarassing me
How could you do what you just did?
Are you having a really bad period?

Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen has got a gun

An hour later the cops arrived
By then the entire glee club had died
You wouldn't believe what they brought to stop her
Tear gas, machine guns, even a chopper

"Throw down your gun and tiara and come out of the float!"
Debbie didn't listen to what the cop said
She aimed and fired and now the math teacher's dead
It's really sad, but kind of a relief
I mean, we had this big test coming up next week

Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen has got a gun

The cops fired a warning shot that blew her off the float
I tried to scream "Duck," but it stuck in my throat
She hit the ground and did a flip
It was real acrobatic
But I was crying so hard, I couldn't work my Instamatic

I ran down to Debbie
I had to find out
What made her do it
Why'd she freak out
I saw the bullet had got her right in the ear
I knew then the end was near

So I ran down
And I said in her good ear
"Debbie, why'd you do it?"
She raised her head, smiled, and said
"I did it for Johnny!"

Johnny? Well, like who's Johnny?
Answer me, Debbie. Who's Johnny?
Does anybody here know Johnny?

Are you Johnny?
There was one guy named Johnny,
But he was a total geek
He always had food in his braces
Answer me, Debbie. Who's Johnny?
Oh God, this is like that move Citizen Kane
You know, where later you find out "Rosebud" was a sled
But we'll never know who Johnny was
'Cause, like, she's dead

Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen's got a gun
Everybody run
The Homecoming Queen has got a gun

 

[Beekissed]

Hey, Dac....got the words to The Joker by The Steve Miller Band?