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The Jukebox

Submitted by Frosti on

AKA Earworm Central.  "Keptin! They put creaturesin our bodies!"--Chekov

If you're gonna have a folder about beer, you gotta have some tunes.

My life flows on in endless song
above earth's lamentation.

I hear the real, through far-off hymn
that hails a new creation.

Through all the tumult and the 
strife I hear that music ringing.

It sounds an echo in my soul, how
can I keep from singing?

someone named terry

I'll be right back. I have a door in this house that needs closing.

Fri, 03/05/2004 - 5:31 PM Permalink
someone named terry

When somebody loves you
It’s no good unless he loves you - all the way
Happy to be near you
When you need someone to cheer you - all the way

Taller than the tallest tree is
That’s how it’s got to feel
Deeper than the deep blue see is
That’s how deep it goes - if it’s real

When somebody needs you
It’s no good unless he needs you - all the way
Through the good or lean years
And for all the in between years - come what may

Who know where the road will lead us
Only a fool would say
But if you’ll let me love you
It’s for sure I’m gonna love you - all the way, all the way

Fri, 03/05/2004 - 5:39 PM Permalink
Frosti

I know you have a soft spot in your heart for sappy songs

Sez who?

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 12:19 AM Permalink
someone named terry

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 7:56 AM Permalink
someone named terry

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 7:57 AM Permalink
Frosti

Hmmm. I don't feellike I've a soft spot for sappy songs.
<pondering>

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 8:44 AM Permalink
someone named terry

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 8:46 AM Permalink
Frosti

<must listen to more Death Metal>

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 8:48 AM Permalink
someone named terry

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 8:51 AM Permalink
amiable

Guess there are times when we all need to share a little pain
And ironing out the rough spots
Is the hardest part when memories remain
And it's times like these when we all need to hear the radio
`Cause from the lips of some old singer
We can share the troubles we already know

Turn them on, turn them on
Turn on those sad songs
When all hope is gone
Why don't you tune in and turn them on

They reach into your room
Just feel their gentle touch
When all hope is gone
Sad songs say so much

If someone else is suffering enough to write it down
When every single word makes sense
Then it's easier to have those songs around
The kick inside is in the line that finally gets to you
and it feels so good to hurt so bad
And suffer just enough to sing the blues

Sad songs, they say
Sad songs, they say
Sad songs, they say
Sad songs, they say so much

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 9:09 AM Permalink
Frosti

Don't wish it away
Don't look at it like it's forever
Between you and me
I could honestly say
That things can only get better

And while I'm away
Dust out the demons inside
And it won't be long
Before you and me run
To the place in our hearts where we hide

Chorus
And I guess that's why they call it the blues
Time on my hands could be time spent with you
Laughing like children, living like lovers
Rolling like thunder under the covers
And I guess that's why they call it the blues

Just stare into space
Picture my face in your hands
Live for each second without hesitation
And never forget I'm your man

Wait on me girl
Cry in the night if it helps
But more than ever I simply love you
More than I love life itself

Chorus

Wait on me girl
Cry in the night if it helps
But more than ever I simply love you
More than I love life itself

Chorus

Laughing like children, living like lovers
And I guess that's why they call it the blues
Laughing like children, living like lovers
And I guess that's why they call it the blues

And I guess that's why they call it the blues

Sat, 03/06/2004 - 9:41 AM Permalink
Sparky

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player

Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane
I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain
Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye
God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes

They say Spain is pretty though I've never been
Well Daniel says it's the best place that he's ever seen
Oh and he should know, he's been there enough
Lord I miss Daniel, oh I miss him so much

Daniel my brother you are older than me
Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won't heal
Your eyes have died but you see more than I
Daniel you're a star in the face of the sky

Daniel is travelling tonight on a plane
I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain
Oh and I can see Daniel waving goodbye
God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes
Oh God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes

Sun, 03/07/2004 - 11:41 AM Permalink
Frosti

Spoken:
Oh wow, man !
Wait a second man. whaddaya think the teacher’s gonna look like this year ?
My butt, man !
T-t-teacher stop that screaming, teacher don’t you see ?
Don’t wanna be no uptown fool.
Maybe I should go to hell, but I’m doin’ well,
Teacher needs to see me after school.
Chorus:
I think of all the education that I missed.
But then my homework was never quite like this.
Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad,
I’m hot for teacher.
I got it bad, so bad,
I’m hot for teacher.
Spoken:
Hey, I heard you missed us, we’re back !
I brought my pencil
Gimme something to write on, man
I heard about your lessons, but lessons are so cold.
I know about this school.
Little girl from cherry lane, how did you get so bold ?
How did you know that golden rule ?
Chorus
(guitar solo)
Oh man, I think the clock is slow
I don’t feel tardy
Class dismissed

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 12:21 PM Permalink
Sparky

School's back in, eh?

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 12:28 PM Permalink
Frosti

Nope, not the school you're thinking of. ;)

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 12:42 PM Permalink
Sparky

Oh oh - are you getting schooled again?

Heh.

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 1:49 PM Permalink
amiable

Heh.

Class, the word of the day is...

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 3:05 PM Permalink
amiable

You just want to be rapped on the knuckles.

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 4:09 PM Permalink
Sparky

Jeez, teacher, now I'm all curious too!

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 4:12 PM Permalink
amiable

The Word of the Day is: Naked!Button.

It's how you go from necking to naked in an instant.

<edit> I hope you're a quicker learner than your companero.

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 4:13 PM Permalink
Sparky

Is it bad if I want to push the button?

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 6:31 PM Permalink
amiable

Nope, just know that button pressing is preceeded by unhealthy amounts of O&O, which was the word of the day a coupla months ago.

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 8:22 PM Permalink
Frosti

Never had a doubt in the beginning
Never a doubt
Trusted you true in the beginning
I loved you right through

On and on we laughed like kids
At all the silly things we did

You made me promises, promises
Knowing I'd believe
Promises, promises
You knew you'd never keep

Second time around, I'm still believing
The words that you said
You said you'd always be here
And love forever still repeats in my head

You can't finish what you start
If this is love it breaks my heart

You made me promises, promises
You knew you'd never keep
Promises, promises
Why do I believe?

On and on we laughed like kids
At all the silly things we did
But you can't finish what you start
If this is love it breaks my heart

You made me promises, promises
You knew you'd never keep
Promises, promises
Why do I believe
All of your promises
You knew you'd never keep
Promises, promises
Why do I believe?

Promises
Promises
Promises
Promises
Promises

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 8:29 PM Permalink
amiable

God I love that song.

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 8:35 PM Permalink
Frosti

Check out this site, it's really cool. Just enter in the name of any band, and you get a visual representation of their influences and who they've influenced.
http://www.musicplasma.com/

Mon, 03/08/2004 - 8:40 PM Permalink
amiable

I love myself
I want you to love me
When I'm feelin' down
I want you above me
I search myself
I want you to find me
I forget myself
I want you to remind me

Chorus:
I don't want anybody else
When I think about you
I touch myself
I don't want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no

You're the one who makes me happy honey
You're the sun who makes me shine
When you're around I'm always laughing
I want to make you mine

I close my eyes
And see you before me
Think I would die
If you were to ignore me
A fool could see
Just how much I adore you
I get down on my knees
I'd do anything for you

Chorus

I love myself
I want you to love me
When I'm feelin' down
I want you above me
I search myself
I want you to find me
I forget myself
I want you to remind me

Chorus

I want you
I don't want anybody else
And when I think about you
I touch myself
Ooh, oooh, oooooh, aaaaaah

Chorus

Tue, 03/09/2004 - 11:54 AM Permalink
jenniferb

when Tristan was about six he loooved Austin Powers, and he would do the whole dance and sing along to that song.

and bust out in the store with "do I make you horny, baby? yeah!"

Tue, 03/09/2004 - 12:02 PM Permalink
jenniferb

I’m not like them
but I can pretend
the sun is gone
but I have a light
the day is done
but I’m having fun
I think I’m dumb
or maybe just happy
think I’m just happy
think I’m just happy
think I’m just happy

my heart is broke
but I have some glue
help me inhale
and mend it with you
we’ll float around
and hang out on clouds
then we’ll come down
and I have a hangover
have a hangover
have a hangover
have a hangover

skin the sun
fall asleep
wish away
the soul is cheap
lesson learned
wish me luck
soothe the burn
wake me up

I’m not like them
but I can pretend
the sun is gone
but I have a light
the day is done
but I’m having fun
I think I’m dumb
or maybe just happy
think I’m just happy
think I’m just happy
think I’m just happy

I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb
I think I’m dumb

Tue, 03/09/2004 - 12:06 PM Permalink
Frosti

Baby, can’t you see
I’m calling
A guy like you
Should wear a warning
It’s dangerous
I’m fallin’

There’s no escape
I can’t hide
I need a hit
Baby, give me it
You’re dangerous
I’m lovin’ it

Too high
Can’t come down
Losing my head
Spinning ‘round and ‘round
Do you feel me now

With a taste of your lips
I’m on a ride
You’re toxic
I’m slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic
And I love what you do
Don’t you know that you’re toxic

It’s getting late
To give it up
I took a sip
From my devil cup
Slowly
It’s taking over me

Too high
Can’t come down
It’s in the air
And it’s all around
Can you feel me now

With a taste of your lips
I’m on a ride
You’re toxic
I’m slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise

Fri, 03/12/2004 - 6:08 PM Permalink
Sparky

I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead;
I just need some place where I can lay my head.
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said.

Chorus:
Take a load off Fannie, take a load for free;
Take a load off Fannie, And (and) (and) you can put the load right on
me.

I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide;
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side.
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown."
She said, "I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around."

(Chorus)

Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day.
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, son, woncha stay an' keep Anna Lee
company?"

(Chorus)

Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog.
He said, "I will fix your rags, if you'll take Jack, my dog."
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man."
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can."

(Chorus)

Catch a Cannonball, now, t'take me down the line
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time.
To get back to Miss Annie, you know she's the only one.
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone.

Sat, 03/13/2004 - 8:15 PM Permalink
Frosti

Doctors have come
from distant cities
just to see me
stand over my bed
disbelieving what they're seeing

they say I must be one of the wonders
of god's own creation
and as far as they can see they can offer
no explanation

newspapers ask
intimate questions
what confessions
they reach into my head
to steal the glory
of my story

they say I must be one of the wonders
of god's own creation
and as far as they can see they can offer
no explanation

I believe
fate smiled and destiny
laughed as she came to my cradle
"know this child will be able"
laughed as my body she lifted
"know this child will be gifted
with love, with patience
and with faith
she'll make her way"

people see me
I'm a challenge
to your balance
I'm over your heads
how I confound you
and astound you
to know I must be one of the wonders
of god's own creation
and as far as you can see you can offer me
no explanation

I believe
fate smiled and destiny
laughed as she came to my cradle
"know this child will be able"
laughed as she came to my mother
"know this child will not suffer"
laughed as my body she lifted
"know this child will be gifted
with love, with patience
and with faith
she'll make her way"

Sat, 03/13/2004 - 9:56 PM Permalink
Sparky

On a sleepy endless ocean when the world lay in a dream
There was rhythm in the splash and roll, but not a voice to sing
So the moon shone on the breakers and the morning warmed the waves
Till a single cell did jump and hum for joy as though to say

This is my home, this is my only home
This is the only sacred ground that I have ever known
And should I stray in the dark night alone
Rock me goddess in the gentle arms of eden

Then the day shone bright and rounder til the one turned into two
And the two into ten thousand things, and old things into new
And on some virgin beach head one lonesome critter crawled
And he looked about and shouted out in his most astonished drawl

This is my home, this is my only home
This is the only sacred ground that I have ever known
And should I stray in the dark night alone
Rock me goddess in the gentle arms of eden

Then all the sky was buzzin and the ground was carpet green
And the wary children of the wood went dancin in between
And the people sang rejoicing when the field was glad with grain
This song of celebration from their cities on the plain

This is my home, this is my only home
This is the only sacred ground that I have ever known
And should I stray in the dark night alone
Rock me goddess in the gentle arms of eden

Now there's smoke across the harbor, and there's factories on the shore
And the world is ill with greed and will and enterprise of war
But I will lay my burden in the cradle of your grace
And the shining beaches of your love and the sea of your embrace

This is my home, this is my only home
This is the only sacred ground that I have ever known
And should I stray in the dark night alone
Rock me goddess in the gentle arms of eden

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 7:22 AM Permalink
amiable

Oh god, I miss Dave Carter.

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 7:44 AM Permalink
Sparky

this was my first exposure to his work, actually, I heard a version of this song on MPR's Morning Edition by Tracy Grammer and Friends. I really liked the lyrics, so here they are! The chorus is still bouncing in my head.

An old favorite of yours, amie?

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 7:47 AM Permalink
amiable

Yes. You know he died, right? Heartattack at like 43.

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 7:48 AM Permalink
amiable

I love this one, When I Go. You can listen here:

come, lonely hunter, chieftain and king,
 i will fly like the falcon when i go
bear me my brother under your wing,
 i will strike fell like lightning when i go

i will bellow like the thunder drum, invoke the storm of war
a twisting pillar spun of dust and blood up from the prairie floor
 i will sweep the foe before me like a gale out on the snow
and the wind will long recount the story, reverence and glory, when i go

spring, spirit dancer, nimble and thin,
 i will leap like coyote when i go
tireless entrancer, lend me your skin,
 i will run like the gray wolf when i go

i will climb the rise at daybreak,
 i will kiss the sky at noon
raise my yearning voice at midnight to my mother in the moon
 i will make the lay of long defeat and draw the chorus slow
i'll send this message down the wire and hope that someone wise is listening when i go

and when the sun comes trumpets from his red house in the east
he will find a standing stone where long i chanted my release
he will send his morning messenger to strike the hammer blow
and i will crumble down uncountable in showers of crimson rubies when i go

sigh, mournful sister, whisper and turn, i will rattle like dry leaves when i go
stand in the mist where my fire used to burn, i will camp on the night breeze when i go

and should you glimpse my wandering form out on the borderline
between death and resurrection and the council of the pines
do not worry for my comfort, do not sorrow for me so
all your diamond tears will rise up and adorn the sky beside me when i go

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 7:53 AM Permalink
Sparky

I didn't.

The flame that burns twice as bright burns only half as long, right? :(
It seems like a lot of the good ones leave us too soon.

<edit> Yikes. Sitting here with goose bumps all over, just from reading that. Thanks! I love it.
No sound here, can't listen now, but will later.

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 7:53 AM Permalink
Dock Miles

Games People Play

Joe South

oh the games people play now
every night and every day now
never meaning what they say now
and never saying what they mean
while they walk away the hours
in their ivory towers
till they`re covered up in flowers
in the back of a black limousine

la da la da da da da,
la da da da da de,
I'm a talkin' about you and me
and the games people play

You know we make one another cry
we break our hearts and we say goodbye
we cross our hearts and we hope to die
that the other was to blame
we need a woman that will give in
so we gaze at an 8X10
wanderin' about the things
that might have been
and it's a dirty rotten shame

(repeat chorus)

now wait a minute
they come walkin' up to ya
singing glory haleuajah
let me try to sock it to ya
in the name of the Lord
they only show ya how to meditate
and to read your horoscope cheat your fate
furthermore to hell with hate
c'mon and get on board

(repeat chorus)

look around baby what'd you see
what's been happening to you and me
God granted it's serenity
just to remember who I am
cause you've given up your sanity
your pride and your bounty
you turn your back on humanity
and you don't give a damn damn damn

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 11:02 AM Permalink
amiable

Sparky, from the things you've talked about, I'd think you'd like Dave Carter and Tracy Grammar quite a bit. I can't recommend them heartily enough.

Frosti, otoh, won't like them. Not enough sappy songs on the albums...

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 3:59 PM Permalink
Frosti

Dave Carter and Tracy Grammar

They've got something on one of the CS CDs, right?

Frosti, otoh, won't like them. Not enough sappy songs on the albums...

Shaddup, you.

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 6:28 PM Permalink
amiable

Shaddup, you.

Make me.

Av's Music for Coffeeshop Vol 2 has the two songs posted here plus Tanglewood Tree.

love is a tanglewood tree in a bower of green
in a forest at dawn
fair while the mockingbird sings, but she soon lifts her wings
and the music is gone
young lovers in the tall grass with their hearts open wide
when the red summer poppies bloom
but love is a trackless domain and the rumor of rain in the late afternoon

love is an old root that creeps through the meadows of sleep
when the long shadows cast
thin as a vagrant young vine, it encircles and twines
and it holds the heart fast
catches dreamers in the wildwood with the stars in their eyes
and the moon in their tousled hair
but love is a light in the sky, and an unspoken lie
and a half-whispered prayer

i'm walkin' down a bone-dry river but the cool mirage runs true
i'm bankin' on the fables of the far, far better things we do
i'm livin' for the day of reck'nin countin' down the hours
 i yearn away, i burn away, i turn away the fairest flower of love, 'cause darlin . . .

love is a garden of thorns, and a crow in the corn
and the brake growing wild
cold when the summer is spent in the jade heart's lament
for the faith of a child
my body has a number and my face has a name
and each day looks the same to me
but love is a voice on the wind, and the wages of sin
and a tanglewood tree

love's garden of thorns, how it grows
black crow in the corn hummin' low
brake nettle so pretty and wild
and thistles surround the edge of the
dim dark hour as the sun moves away
lamenting a lost summer day
who nurtures the faith of a child
when nothing remains to cover her eyes?

my body has a number, maybe my face has a name
each hour like each hour before
this longing is a voice on the wind
she cultivates the wages of sin
in a tanglewood tree

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 6:53 PM Permalink
Frosti

Make me.

No.

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 7:00 PM Permalink
amiable

Taking your joke to heart are you?

Mon, 03/15/2004 - 7:24 PM Permalink
Sparky

Thanks amie, I'll definitely have to be looking up some more of their works. Haven't met a lyric of theirs I haven't really, really liked yet. Of course that's only 3 for 3, but still...

"no" - Heh. Some of that 90%, amie? Hee!

Tue, 03/16/2004 - 9:16 AM Permalink
Frosti

90%??

Tue, 03/16/2004 - 9:22 AM Permalink
Sparky

Darkness in the morning
Shadows on the land
Certain individuals
Aren't sticking with the plan

CHORUS
And I'm searching for a heart
Searching everyone
They say love conquers all
You can't start it like a car
You can't stop it with a gun

Leaving in the evening
Traveling at night
Staying inconspicuous
I'm staying out of sight

CHORUS

they tell me love requires a little standing in line
And I've been waiting for you, lover, for a long, long time
I've been pacing the floor
I've been watching the door
Meanwhile I'll keep searching for a heart

Searching high and low for you
Teying to track you down
Certain individuals
Have finally come around

CHORUS

They tell me love requires a little standing in line
And I've been waiting for you, lover, for a long, long time
I've been pacing the floor
I've been watching the door
Meanwhile I'll keep searching for a heart
Searching everyone
They say love conquers all
You can't start it like a car

Tue, 03/16/2004 - 9:57 AM Permalink
Frosti

I can't help about the shape I'm in
I can't sing, I ain't pretty and my legs are thin
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to

Oh well

Now, when I talked to God I knew he'd understand
He said, "Stick by my side and I'll be your guiding hand
But don't ask me what I think of you
I might not give the answer that you want me to"

Oh well

Wed, 03/17/2004 - 9:52 PM Permalink