Bobby!

Aug 10, 2007 04:34

Tom Waits - House Where Nobody Lives
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ebp5bm

There's a house on my block
That's abandoned and cold
Folks moved out of it a
Long time ago
And they took all their things
And they never came back
Looks like it's haunted
With the windows all cracked
And everyone call it
The house, the house where
Nobody lives

Once it held laughter
Once it held dreams
Did they throw it away
Did they know what it means
Did someone's heart break
Or did someone do somebody wrong?

Well the paint was all cracked
It was peeled off of the wood
Papers were stacked on the porch
Where I stood
And the weeds had grown up
Just as high as the door
There were birds in the chimney
And an old chest of drawers
Looks like no one will ever
Come back to the
House were nobody lives

Once it held laughter
Once it held dreams
Did they throw it away
Did they know what it means
Did someone's heart break
Or did someone do someone wrong?
So if you find someone
Someone to have, someone to hold
Don't trade it for silver
Don't trade it for gold
I have all of life's treasures
And they are fine and they are good
They remind me that houses
Are just made of wood
What makes a house grand
Ain't the roof or the doors
If there's love in a house
It's a palace for sure
Without love...
It ain't nothin but a house
A house where nobody lives
Without love it ain't nothin
But a house, a house where
Nobody lives.

Tom Waits - Just the Right Bullets
http://www.sendspace.com/file/5dcmqc

There is a light in the forest
There is a face in the tree
I'll pull you out of the chorus
And the first one's always free

You can never go hunting
With just a flintlock and a hound
You won't go home with a bunting
If you blow a hundred rounds

It takes much more than wild courage
Or you'll hit just the tattered clouds
You must have just the right bullets
And the first one's always free

You must be careful in the forest
Broken glass and rusty nails
If you're to bring back something for us
I have bullets for sale

Why be a fool when you can chase away
Your blind and your gloom
I have blessed each one of these bullets
And they shine just like a spoon

To have sixty silver wishes
Is a small price to pay
They'll be your private little fishes
And they'll never swim away

I just want you to be happy
That's my only little wish
I'll fix your wagon and your musket
And the spoon will have his dish

And I shudder at the thought of your
Poor empty hunter's pouch
So I'll keep the wind from your barrel
And bless the roof of your house

Ryan Adams - To Be Young (Is To Be Sad, Is To Be High)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/qdnf62

Young boy, you done me bad, I went and did ya wrong
Young boy, you done me bad, I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high, Lord I got high, and I got a bone to pick with you
And I’m sure you know it’s true

Oh one day when you’re looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you’re young you get sad
When your young you get sad, then you get high
Oh man

Young gal you done me bad and I went and did ya wrong
Young gal you done me bad so I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high
Lord, I got high
Now you got a bone to pick with me, but I wish you’d let me be

Oh one day when you’re looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you’re young you get sad
When your young you get sad, then you get high
You get high

Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Then you be high, cause you got sad
Cause you got sad
Oh man

Rush - Freewill
http://www.sendspace.com/file/0xndcm

There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance,
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance.

A planet of playthings,
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
"The stars aren't aligned,
Or the gods are malign..."
Blame is better to give than receive.

Chorus
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that's clear
I will choose freewill.

There are those who think that they were dealt a losing hand,
The cards were stacked against them; they weren't born in Lotusland.

All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate.
Kicked in the face,
You can't pray for a place
In heaven's unearthly estate.

Chorus

Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete.
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet.

Moxy Früvous - The Lazy Boy
http://www.sendspace.com/file/truv4i

I have a life of pleasure
I am submerged in armchair leisure
I put my feet on the ottoman
empire!

Here in a world of turmoil
I have my comfort in control
And the answer's reclining
it's obvious

Chorus
Here I sit and here I say (the lazy boy)
"Hello to U.S.A. today!" (the lazy boy)
Dollywood and Billy Ray (the lazy boy)
A place to pass the time away (the lazy boy)

Lazy!

Here I keep tabs on Euro-stocks
I have a stereo that rocks!
And I take calls in the bathtub
it's cellular

There is a console to my right
With reruns of Charlie's Angels every night
I can't keep track of the blond one
the third one

Chorus

At the end of the day it's the chair I trust
The cushion is comfy and the works don't rust
With a straight line of vision to my Elvis bust
Watch the kingdom, eat the bread crust
Fine all the time is the way I feel
Cracking the code of the "Let's make a deal!"
I can change my world 'cause my boy's on wheels
Improve your lifestyle, you must get real!

I was a down and out Canuck
Now I have put my faith in lazy luck
Since they removed all the barriers
49th parallel

Chorus
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