The senorita took off her bobby socks She said she's gonna wear a skirt that shocks She's pulling out all the stops To get her Randolph back again Meanwhile Randolph, he's back at the ranch He's getting ready for tonight's song and dance He's doesn't know he doesn't stand a chance His last affair will be his last romance The senorita will be there waiting Don't go my Randolph slow tango with me Underneath the Latin moonlight The danced and seen a falling star in flight To the strum of guitars she held him tight She wants her Randolph back again Meanwhile it's worthwhile for Randolph to wait 'till he gets the nerve then he won't hesitate He doesn't know but he's just bit the bait He just asked if he could make a date The senorita will be there waiting Don't go my Randolph slow tango with me The senorita's heart is in love She wearing white tonight, looks as pure as a dove She's thanking god and all the heavenly stars above Randolph's romance is back again Meanwhile Randolph smiles and says he'll give her ten She doesn't come so he just counts again And he's been there since he does not know when He's thinks she's stood him up but in the end The senorita won't keep him waiting Don't go my Randolph slow tango with me Ooh la-la... Senorita dance cheek to cheek Ooh la-la... We will dance off into the sky Source: LyricFind
Buffalo gal, You must try a big step You've got a big jump ahead Buffalo gal, The show left town Spreading sunshine all around And it's bad to see ya, ooh, lookin' blue Dry your eyes and I'll apologise for all the lies Try a smile and in a while, just in a while You'll be smiling through
Root-de-doo-de-doo, a-root-de-doot-de doy di A-root-de doot de dumb, a-ree-de-dee-de-doo dee - doo doo .... There's no one to hear me, there's nothing to say And no one can stop me from feeling this way - yeah Lazy Sunday afternoon I've got no mind to worry Close my eyes and drift a- Close my mind and drift away Close my eyes and drift away
Lazy day, Sunday afternoon Like to get your feet up, watch TV Sunday roast is something good to eat Must be lamb today 'cause beef was last week So full up, bursting at the seams Soon you'll start to nod off, happy dreams Wake up, for tea and buttered scones (It's such a crying shame) Such a lot of work for you Sunday moms.(Week after week the same.) Today's heaven-sent and you're feeling content You worked all week long Still, it's quite sad, tomorrow's so bad And I don't feel too strong Lazy day, Sunday afternoon Like to get your feet up, watch TV Sunday roast is something good to eat, (That's how your life goes by) Now it's almost over till next week.(Until the day you die.)
Our friends have tried to turn my nights to day Strange faces in your place can't keep the ghosts away Just beyond the darkest hour, just behind the dawn Still feels so strange to lead my life, alone The hours that were yours, echo like empty rooms The thoughts we used to share, I now keep alone I woke last night and spoke to you, not thinking you were gone It felt so strange to lie awake, alone
so make the best of this test and don't ask why it's not a question but a lesson learned in time it's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right i hope you had the time of your life
Out of sight! The lights are getting brighter The radio is moaning Calling to the dogs There are still a few animals Left out in the yard But it's getting harder To describe sailors To the underfed
"Into The Great Wide Open" Eddie waited til he finished high school He went to Hollywood, got a tattoo He met a girl out there with a tattoo too The future was wide open They moved into a place they both could afford He found a night club he could work at the door She had a guitar and she taught him some chords The sky was the limit Into the great wide open Under them skies of blue Out in the great wide open A rebel without a clue The papers said Ed always played from the heart He got an agent and a roadie named Bart They made a record and it went in the chart The sky was the limit His leather jacket had chains that would jingle They both met movie stars, partied and mingled Their A&R man said, "I don't hear a single." The future was wide open
"You got to fight for what you want, - For all that you believe. It's right to fight for what we want, - To live the way we please. As long as we have done our best, - Then no-one can do more, And life and love and happiness - Are well worth fighting for. And we should never count the cost, - Or worry that we'll fall. It's better to have fought and lost - Than not have fought at all. Let's always take whatever comes - And never try to hide. Face anything and anyone - Together, side by side." - Songwriter: Alex Masters
Give up these noises Silence my mind We all have choices Where can I find My happy place My happy place My happy place My happy place My happy place Fuck me up Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up Fuck me up Fuck me up Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up On a spiritual level On a spiritual level On a spiritual level On a spiritual level (my happy place) Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up Fuck me up Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up On a spiritual level On a spiritual level On a spiritual level On a spiritual level Shut up around me Voices about Swear I'm not crazy What's the amount for My happy place My happy place My happy place My happy place My happy place Fuck me up Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up Fuck me up Fuck me up Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up On a spiritual level (Woo) On a spiritual level (Woo) On a spiritual level (Woo) On a spiritual level (Woo) Wait Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up Fuck me up Fuck me up, fuck me up, fuck me up On a spiritual level (Woo) On a spiritual level (Woo) On a spiritual level (Woo) On a spiritual level (my happy place) My happy place
One night to be confused One night to speed up truth We had a promise made Four hands and then away Both under influence We had divine scent To know what to say Mind is a razor blade To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no One night of magic rush The start a simple touch One night to push and scream And then relief Ten days of perfect tunes The colors red and blue We had a promise made We were in love To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough And you, you knew the hands of the devil And you, kept us awake with wolf teeth Sharing different heartbeats In one night To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no To call for hands of above To lean on Wouldn't be good enough For me, no
The bright August sun feels like yellow And the white of her eyes is so yellow The tiny lie I told to myself is making me hollow I've been choking out truths that I couldn't swallow I'm fallin' apart over a memory And the weight in my heart is getting too heavy 'Cause every word is a nail that slips in slowly And I can't hammer it down enough to keep holding in And I could lie but It's never made me feel good Inside I'm still so blue Can't erase the hue It's just colored over I'm thinking of her from over the ocean See her face in the waves, her body is floating And in her eyes, like clementines, I know that she's fading And the light of the sun is only a daydream And I could lie but It's never made me feel good Inside I'm still so blue Can't erase the hue It's just colored over Loving you isn't enough You'll still be deep in the ground when it's done I'll know the day when it comes I'll feel the cold as they put out my sun Loving you isn't enough You'll still be deep in the ground when it's done I'll know the day when it comes I'll feel the cold as they put out my sun
Feel so numb feel so dead Just felt like someone hit my head Like someone knew just what to do Poison the masses catch the running few Feel so empty feel so old Just waiting to feel the death like cold Eating away at my life ties Not really knowing not caring why Life is pretty cheap. sold a decade at a time Life is pretty cheap. it's so easy to find Life is pretty cheap. there's really nothing new Life is pretty cheap. Except for the cold delirious few Dying too young living too fast It's starting to feel like I'm living in the past The pain is strong more than one can bear Why is there religion. it's just not fair People cling to things to make to make their lives seem real Crawling like bugs at some fool leader's heels Boasting of freedom when they're tied down with chains It's time to give it up. here comes the death rain Life is pretty cheap. sold a decade at a time Life is pretty cheap. it's so easy to find Life is pretty cheap. there's really nothing new Life is pretty cheap. Life is pretty cheap. Except for the cold delerious few
Beck "Beercan" Alcohol on my hands I got plans To ditch myself and get outside Dancing women Throwing plates Decapitating their laughing dates Swirling chickens caught in flight Out of focus Much too bright Coming down Shiny teeth Game show suckers trying to bleed But I got a drug and I got the bug And I got something better than love How you like me now Pretty good Going on, feeling strong I quit my job blowing leaves Telephone bills up my sleeves Choking like a one man dust bowl Freedom rock slime ball Talking in code We went down Lit up the shack Grab me a beer out of the sack Everybody bent over twice Painting the walls throwing some dice Leaping up into the air getting juiced up beyond belief And they were singing like this Winos throwing Frisbees at the sun Put my soul between a bun Now I'm hungry now I'm drunk Now I'm running like a flaming pig Oh yeah Scraping off the attitude Old man eating all my food Don't be kind Don't be rude Just shake your boots and let it all get loose Oh yeah My goodness Fluffy clouds Jumping rainbows Fluffy clouds I'm sad Jumping rainbows A soft and snuggly place [repeat] Fluffy clouds I'm sad and unhappy Oh yeah, I like it like that Oh that is cold Somebody put a flame-thrower on that Oh my goodness Take me down to the depot Buddy put me down on the bus Oh yeah I like it like that Somebody bring me a plate of sassafras Hey hey hey Uh-huh What's happenin'
Old friends Old friends Sat on their park bench Like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes On the high shoes Of the old friends Old friends Winter companions The old men Lost in their overcoats Waiting for the sunset The sounds of the city Sifting through trees Settle like dust On the shoulders Of the old friends Can you imagine us Years from today Sharing a park bench quietly? How terribly strange To be seventy Old friends Memory brushes the same years Silently sharing the same fear Time it was And what a time it was It was . . . A time of innocence A time of confidences Long ago . . . it must be . . . I have a photograph Preserve your memories They're all that's left you
I changed by not changing at all Small town predicts my fate Perhaps that's what no one wants to see I just want to scream hello My God it's been so long Never dreamed you'd return But now here you are and here I am Hearts and thoughts they fade away