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I was just a kid at school, I had a lot to learn. I had a bad boy jacket and all my old man's money to burn. Wide eyed girls from the villa on the other side. Well, all my kisses are yours tonight (all my kisses are yours) Well, all my kisses are yours tonight. Seventeen in the city finally got a place of my own. There was an older woman in my building and she lived all alone. She had these legs that were soft as candlelight. Well, all my kisses are yours tonight (all my kisses are yours) Well, all my kisses are yours tonight. Touch, touch, kiss, kiss, come get it that easy. She wants exactly what she likes. Touch, touch, kiss, kiss, come drive me crazy. She's not gonna touch you for the rest of your life. And all my kisses are yours tonight. Please, baby, please Get it right girl . (Bridge) Kiss the girls in Cadillacs (rapped) Kiss the girls in Fords Kiss the girls with secrets behind closed doors. Kiss with a stranger made everything alright. All my kisses are yours tonight (all my kisses are yours) All my kisses are yours tonight (oh, all my, all my ) All my kisses are yours tonight_______. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1986 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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The wind is blowin' Now the whiskey's workin' The wind is blowin' The whiskey's workin' The oak tree breaks I got no job The whole shack shakes And the money's gone And the wind is blowin' But the whiskey's workin' And my pretty baby And my pretty baby's laughin' Is moanin' all night long All night long The snow is fallin' Now she curl up softly The snow is fallin' Now she curl up softly The wood ain't cut Put her head to rest And the shed is bare Upon my chest The snow is fallin' Yeah, she curl up softly But my pretty baby's And my pretty baby holds me Burnin' all night long All night long Now, if I was a rich man Now the dogs are barkin' Now, if I was a rich man Now the dogs are barkin' I'd move her out to Birmingham All night long If I was a rich man Back to hell and gone And my pretty baby's Now the dogs are barkin' Dreamin' all night long But my pretty baby's purrin' All night long Now the baby's cryin' Now the baby's cryin' Another day is comin' I do the best I can Another day is comin' With these two hands And the sun will rise But the baby's cryin' In my baby's eyes And his pretty mama's rockin' Another day is comin' All night long And my pretty baby loves me All night long Yeah, her hands are clappin' Yeah, her hands are clappin' All night long I shout and sing And blow that thing And her hands are clappin' Yeah, my pretty baby's dancin' All night long Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I got nothin' to keep me up. I need one night alone with you I got nothin' underneath my wings. Got a hammer in my heart to break on through Don't need nothin' to make me tough. Got the pieces of a dream to make 'em true Don't need nothin' to make me swing. I need one night alone with you. Don't need no one to have a hold. I need one night alone with you Don't need chains of solid gold. Got a hammer in my heart to break on through Don't need money I'd only burn. Got the pieces of a dream to make 'em true Nothing lost, nothing earned. I need one night alone with you. I need one night alone with you. Got a hammer in my heart to break on through. Got the pieces of a dream to make 'em true. I need one night alone with you. Don't need limos or fast red cars, Neon lights or movie stars. Don't need alligator high-heeled boots, Gold lame sharkskin suits. I don't need whiskey or crack cocaine, I don't need nothin' to ease my pain. Don't call the doctor if you see me bleed, The doctor don't know what I need. I need one night alone with you. Got a hammer in my heart to break on through. Got the pieces of a dream to make 'em true. I need one night alone with you. (Bridge/Instrumental) Got some to burn out in acid rain. Strange organisms in my brain. Skies fallin' in a field of funk. Just people livin' on highway junk Genocide is goin' through the roof . Just count the bodies if you need the proof. Pretty soon everything will be gone. Words and music by Robert Hazard We all need something to carry on. 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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As the fog rolls into my street light I tips me hat to the moon Music plays in the cabaret The painted singer croons. I creep away into the night I break a heart so cruel I creep away into the night The arms of love are cool Strike a match for Marlena Faces jump in the dark She's as blue as an old tattoo Where Jimmy boy left his mark I creep away into the night I break a heart so cruel I creep away into the night The arms of love are cool Ships they sail for Val Hala Ships collide in the night Red stripe Boy down in the sea His heart's upon the knife I creep away into the night I break a heart so cruel I creep away into the night The arms of love are cool The arms of love are cool Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Woke up this mornin' I aimed my weapon To the call of the crow I was dizzy and sick Knew it would be no good It's the moment that all cops hate Heard the sparrow But when I heard his automatic click Like a baby cryin' in the cottonwood I didn't hesitate The sun come up My gun went off and a man went down I made love to my wife Money flyin' all over the place Then I strapped on my gun When the smoke cleared I had a feelin' that the day ahead I went over It was an ominous one And pulled the mask off his face Back at the office Awooooo My desk was a mess Awooooo Secretary's gettin' so old I shuffled papers I'm John F. Fahey, chief of police And answered the phone and The law around this town Drank my coffee cold Today I went in and turned in my badge And laid my weapon down I got a picture of my wife and kids Up on the gray metal file I'm John F. Fahey, chief of police One of my sons runs a grain elevator I love my family The other one just runs wild I'm stayin' in a rented room tonight In a house on Cherry Street Awooooo Awooooo Now I can't change it Can't drink it away The call came in at quarter to ten Can't even look at my wife Ran out and lit up the car It's as bad as things can get Made it to Sherburne For a man In two minutes flat When he takes his own son's life Pulled up outside the bar Wish I could turn back the hands of time The owner was layin' If I could turn it around On the sidewalk cryin' I'd be lyin' in that pool of blood With a bullet hole in his side And he'd be leavin' town He said 'he's in there and There's just one moment He's got a gun.' In ev'ry man's life And then he just He can never forget Curled up and died There's just one moment That won't go away He only lives to regret I Ran up the alley I'm John F. Fahey, chief of police I snuck around back The law around this town Slid in the service door Today I went in and turned in my badge There was a man in a mask And laid my weapon down With a gun in his hand Pickin' money up off the floor Awooooo Awooooo I drew my weapon I Told him 'don't move' Or I would blow him away I saw him turnin' In the dim bar of light As he went to make his play Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Well, I'm lying in a plate of shadows. Thinkin' 'bout the wars and the bars and the beers I'm livin' dazed and I lift my head. Fly on the wall hears what she hears you say I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl______. When I'm livin' in the south of France. Sex on the beach and wild moonlight Well, I'm sinkin' with a drink in my hand Drowning in the sea, I will see the light of day_____. I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl______. Sometimes you never come around, nothing, never. Sometimes you always let me down, oh, ever. I wanna hear you say I wanna hear you say Oh, oh, oh, oh_____, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh_____, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh________, oh! I wanna hear you say_______. I wanna hear you say I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl______. (Bridge) I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl______. I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl Words and music by Robert Hazard I wanna hear you say you'll be my girl______. 1986 Heroic Music (ASCAP) Oh, oh, oh, oh_____, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh_____, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. |
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How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. How many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea? Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, Pretending he just doesn't see? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, The answer is blowin' in the wind. Words and music by Bob Dylan Papemar Music |
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There's children in the water We only kill what we eat Down by the sea plane dock And we leave nothin' but bone Old man whittlin' a black bear That old Blue Mountain From a cedar block That's my home Hippies carryin' backpacks I've seen you at the diner They got the wings to fly I've seen you at the bar Lookin' for a patch of blue You always talk too loud In the iron Adirondack skies And you always push too far Look around, all you see You ought to learn some manners Is a stack of stone Show a little more respect That old Blue Mountain Some of these boys might get upset That's my home And take your ass out back Back there in the city You got a million friends You're come kind of wheel How come you're here all alone? You come up to the country That old Blue Mountain Try to make some shady deal That's my home You can build your mansion Well, it's mighty pretty country On the sacred burial ground And it all belongs to God Them spirits gonna rise up some night You cut the trees and drain the swamp Burn that baby down And fill it up with sod We got ancient blood Can't live without your fast food And we take care of our own And your picture-in cell phone That old Blue Mountain Why the hell did you come up here? That's my home You should have just stayed home You must have made a wrong turn We can live off of spit You best be movin' on And a pitch pine cone Don't put your feet up, boy That old Blue Mountain Where they don't belong That's my home You might get into trouble I know you think you're clever We'll take it into town Been to school and read a book The judge he won't be gentle How come you always look like When he brings his hammer down A dead fish on a hook? You got a call, but the storm You say you've been to college Just took out the phone But you're short on common sense That old Blue Mountain Hung up like a scarecrow That's my home On a rusty barb-wire fence (Bridge) On the other side Of the twilight zone You can ride that wild river That old Blue Mountain Hear the thrushes song That's my home But you got no business here To tell us right from wrong That's my home That's my home I got a pile of old cars That's my home And busted oil tanks That's my home A trail of trash a mile long Hmm, hmm, hmm Down to the river bank Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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The water's risin' underneath the floors Thrown like jackets on the door Last light's chasin' a silent moon An old wolf cries at a crazy loon And I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse tonight I came home drunk and I bumped my head That woman kicked me right out of bed I stumbled down that long board walk Never does much good to talk And I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse tonight Now there ain't no sirens and there ain't no cars No slammin' doors, or closing bars Just Indian roads and a sweet guitar This home it sits out under the stars And I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse tonight I've lived on water my whole life I like my women salty and my knots tied tight I rise with the sun and I ride with the wind I'm the favorite son of the state of Maine And I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse tonight I've got a four-faced Crisscraft on the right Got ropes hung out on boats outside I got a soggy home and no street near the end Now it hasn't been for the water man And I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse I'm sleepin' out in a boathouse tonight Now the whole town rises on glass She says come back on in what's passed is past I wrapped it up in an old oilskin Take a long drive out here and rocked his boat And we're sleepin' out in a boathouse Year, we're sleepin' out in a boathouse We're sleepin' out in a boathouse tonight Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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As the dust, settles down And the sun, comes around Little baby, don't you cry You were born, born to fly On your wings, made of steel Let the wind, be all you feel Like the colors, in the sky You were born, born to fly Let the rain, wash away All the fears, and yesterdays Let a song, be the tears you cry You were born, born to fly Don't look back, or look down Over country, or town As you soar, up on high You were born, born to fly For the victim, who fell For the story, left to tell Of the hero, bound by fate to die You were born, born to fly You were born, born to fly You were born, born to fly Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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They tried to cross the stars above Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. They tried to crucify your love Ahhhhhhh But you're hip, you're young and free Change reaction, it's on you. Change reaction You're a domino Change reaction Change reaction showing through Change reaction Slow motion Change reaction Change reaction it'll do For the jam you're in Change reaction it's on you Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. They always made you feel so bad Now that they're gone you feel so glad You cried til you danced all night Change reaction it's on you. You're a domino Change reaction showing through Slow motion Change reaction it'll do For the jam you're in Change reaction it's on you Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. (Bridge) But you're hip, you're young and free Change reaction, it's on you. You're a domino Change reaction showing through Slow motion Change reaction it'll do Words and music by Robert Hazard For the jam you're in 1981 Heroic Music (ASCAP) Change reaction it's on you Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no. |
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The stars are shinin' The neon lights are sizzlin' In the Carolina night The casino's runnin' flush Or is it just the cabins The corn crop is fizzlin' Lightin' up the mountain side But the wall-to-wall is plush Where lovers sleep like silver spoons And I'm stayin' in a semi-deluxe room Under the Cherokee moon Under the Cherokee moon If I said I'm sorry Your buckskins tattered It wouldn't be enough Ancient parchment torn I know you're unhappy Old folks are dyin' I know times are tough Nobody's bein' born Listen to the old coyote's croon They took away a little too much Under the Cherokee moon too soon Under the Cherokee moon The trailer park's on fire The dogs out on the road The end is drawing near And if you don't stop drinkin' To your trail of tears Your whole world might explode The chariot swings low Down on your sacred road Out on the lake Under the Cherokee moon You're laughing like a loon Under the Cherokee moon Once I had a pony I rode him 'til he dropped The end is drawing near Once I had a vision To your trail of tears And then the music stopped The chariot swings low Down on your sacred road And little sparrow flew away last June Under the Cherokee moon Under the Cherokee moon Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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The sky's baby blue I was runnin' games in Detroit Turnin' pink around the edges And smoke from the Bahamas The sun is headin' west I wound up on that county road Over the wild blue hedges Wearin' it's striped pajamas Nights are turnin' cold Now I'm comin' clean And they last a little longer And I'm makin' my repents All the birds are flyin' south Doin' time away from you And my heart is beatin' stronger Was my cruel, cruel sins You say the summer's over Freedom's just another word But the Indians all know For everything you lose It's comin' 'round again It's comin' 'round again And I'm comin' back for you And I'm comin' back for you Sometimes you're runnin' dry I'm layin' down some rubber But you gotta go on livin' And I'm puttin' down the pedal And all you got to give I'm burnin' through the night Are the gifts that you were given In twenty tons of heavy metal You're turnin' out your pockets The radio's playin' Waitin' at the station And I'm ridin' with the music You want to get on board Got that old-time lovin' feelin' But you got no reservation Baby, I don't want to lose it I rode that train without you You can say it's sentimental And a lonely whistle blew You can say it's deja vu But it's comin' 'round again But I'm comin' 'round again And I'm comin' back for you And I'm comin' back for you Once you said you were My biggest fan When I was burnin' out on rock 'n roll And one-night stands The stars went shootin' by me And I never had a clue But they're comin' 'round again And I'm comin' back for you Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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She's waiting in a terminal Living the cool life. Her skin is smooth as tile Living the cool life. Her raincoat is reversible Living the cool life. But her tears are out of style Living the cool life. She's living in a wealthy world I'm living the cool life. With so much to offer Living the cool life. Her love is a game of chance Living the cool life. I won her and I lost her I'm living the cool life. But I'm alright, I'm living the cool life I'm living the cool life. Living the cool life. I'm living the cool life And it's cool. I'm living the___, ooh, cool! And it's cool. Say, I'm living the cool life. I'm sleeping with my telephone, I'm living the cool life I wake to my TV. I'm searching for the microphone, I know they can see me. I'm living in a wealthy world, With so much to offer. Our love is a game of chance, I won her and I lost her. But I'm alright, I'm living the cool life Living the cool life. And it's cool. And it's cool. She is a pure white horse. She is a negative. She is a beautiful mutation. I'm a give me a cigarette, I'm a get down tonight, I'm a walkin' danger. Out to make some penetration Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I can feel your sadness. .your motor madness I can see right through you. ..all the guys would use you Was it just for money? .Did you feel it runnin'? Oh oh...oh...oh corner girl Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl Up on your head shop two-stop .motorcycle master I'm gonna tell your mother and your big brother You better come with me ..up off your knees and say Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl (Bridge) Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl I can feel your sadness ..your motor madness I can see right through you all the guys would use you Was it just for money? ..Did it fill you... honey? Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl Oh...oh...oh...oh corner girl Aaaaah________ Aaaaah________ Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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She comes from anywhere U S A When she calls me She knows how to walk and talk that way. That's what she calls me In New York she calls it her hometown, When she calls me darling Could've been born in a real town. That's what she That's what she calls me She's one of the wild children She laughs at the cage she lives in Darling Darling, she calls me darling Darling_____________ She calls me darling That's what she She calls me darling. What she calls me Her limousine's flying in the rain. She's drinking the finest pink champagne. All tired of the money and her friends In a world where the parties never end. She's one of the wild children She laughs at the cage she lives in Darling, she calls me darling She calls me darling I might as well be the man on the moon (Bridge ) Darling, she calls me darling She calls me darling She calls me darling The taxis are lining up at ten, The theater it all belongs to them. On a string of sparkling diamond rings, She walks with the princes and the kings. She's one of the wild children She laughs at the cage she lives in Darling, she calls me darling She calls me darling She calls me darling That's what she calls me Darling, she calls me darling She calls me darling She calls me darling Words and music by Robert Hazard Calls me that 1986 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I had my baby for a long, long time Seen her changing And it affects my mind I love my baby for better or worse I'd fight for her heart, 'Cause that's what she's worth Don't take my baby away from me Don't take my baby away from me You can't take her away from me Don't try to take my baby (saxophone solo) Hold my baby and I whisper low Look for answers that I used to know You got my baby thinkin' things She never thought You got her thinkin' things Like a candy bar Don't take my baby away from me Don't take my baby away from me You can't take her away from me Don't try to take my baby You come around here in your fancy suit With your big bad car And your little toot toot But it ain't much, oh, can't you see That love ain't blind And it's a world plan Don't take my baby away from me Don't take my baby away from me You can't take her away from me Don't try to take my baby (bridge) I had my baby for a long, long time Seen her fallin' for a brand new line I love my baby for better or worse I'd fight for her heart, I don't care if it hurts Don't take my baby away from me Don't take my baby away from me You can't take her away from me Don't try to take my baby Don't take my baby away from me Don't take my baby away from me You can't take her away from me Don't try to take my baby Don't take my baby Don't take my baby Can't take her Don't try to take my baby Don't take my baby away from me Don't take my baby away from me You can't take her away from me Don't try to take my baby away Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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The whistle's blowin' far, far away It's midnight in the middle of the day On empty streets the blank-eyed zombies stroll Singin' low in ragtime jelly roll Lookin' for a place they'll never find Down at the end of the line Skeleton cab driver nods his head He don't hear a single word you said A hula girl is dancin' on the dash The tape deck's playin' unplugged Johnny Cash And he can't read the rusty twisted signs Down at the end of the line Down at Tombstone City you can't fail They're puttin' on their year-end blow-out sale And don't forget your lifetime guarantee It's over when you walk in off the street You're makin' payments until the end of time Down at the end of the line They're closin' up at Blackie's Barr and Grill Outside the wolves are howlin' on the hill It's ten below and your pickup truck won't start You stumble down the road into the dark Where hungry eyes are watchin' from the pines Down at the end of the line Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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They got my Mazda at the E-Z Park It At the rock 'n roll supermarket Muzak-music makes me feel so funny I went and spent all my money We're riding on the escalator of life We're shopping in the human mall. We're dancing on the escalator of life Won't be happy til we have it all. We want it all! Escalator of life-up and down. Escalator of life-round and round. There's a hundred and eleven choices Don't listen to those little voices. I don't let the guilty feeling shake me You can have your cake and eat it baby We're riding on the escalator of life We're shopping in the human mall. We're dancing on the escalator of life Won't be happy til we have it all. We want it all! Escalator of life-up and down. Escalator of life-round and round (Bridge) Hey girl! I'm a personal friend of Gloria Vanderbilt (this verse rapped) I got all the gold in the world around my neck! Come ride the steel dinosaur. Run wild in the jungle, it's a Zulu nation! Seduction, sacrifice, a new sensation Nothin' ever changes! We're riding on the escalator of life We're shopping in the human mall. We're dancing on the escalator of life Won't be happy til we have it all. We want it all! Escalator of life-up and down. Words and music by Robert Hazard Escalator of life-round and round 1981 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Everybody's yakkin', everybody's yellin' Nobody's listenin' 'cause ev'rybody's tellin' you What to do with with the only life you've got Well, everybody's talkin' and I'd rather not Everybody's screechin', everybody's cryin' Everybody's preachin', everybody's lyin' God up in heaven is goin' out of his mind He's prayin' you people will just shut up some time He comes the news man, gather 'round the news van Rumor's goin' 'round, he's got the actual facts He's up there on TV givin' me the L.D. Really disagree, but I can't talk back Everybody's jokin', everybody's laughin' Everybody's chokin', everybody's gaspin' A hot wind's blowin' and we're runnin' out of air Everybody's talkin' but nobody really cares (Bridge/harmonica solo) Everybody's chattin', everybody's chantin' Everybody's ravin', everybody's rantin' Headset's hardwired, keepin' my brain alive Hooked up twenty-four seven, three sixty-five Everybody's jackin', everybody's jawin' Everybody's hemmin', everybody's hawin' The volume's up to eleven the last time I heard This song keeps playin', but I can't hear the words Down on the bayou, eatin' jambalaya Discussin' arcitecture of the fishin' shack Me-oh, my-oh, I'm just gettin' high-o At the bottom of a barrel with a bottle of Jack Dogs are barkin', birds are singin' Parrots are squawkin', monkeys are swingin' As I drift off to dreamland dark and deep I woke myself up talkin' in my sleep I thought I'd get out of reach I headed for Miami Beach There's a racket goin' on I think I had a heart attack I think I'll fly back to New York City and just relax Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Have you heard all the talk in the neighborhood All your so-called friends are saying I mean you no good I've got scars down my back Where their knives have been through Lies ain't nothing new But let them talk about the things that I'd do for you And baby everything they say is true Everything they say is true Cause there's nothing I wouldn't do for you When they say that real friends in this life are few Then baby everything they say is true I don't mind when they say that I'm going nowhere And when they're talking trash about me Man I just don't care They can say what they want But forgive them, Lord They know not what they do But when they talk about the things that I'd do for you Then baby everything they say is true Everything they say is true Cause there's nothing I wouldn't do for you When they say that real friends in this life are few Then baby everything they say is true (bridge) Everything they say is true Cause there's nothing I wouldn't do for you When they say that real friends in this life are few Then baby everything they say is true Everything they say is true Cause there's nothing I wouldn't do for you When they say that real friends in this life are few Then baby everything they say is true Everything they say everything they say everything they say everything they say Everything they say is true Cause there's nothing I wouldn't do for you When they say that real friends in this life are few Then baby everything they say is true Everything they say is true Cause there's nothing I wouldn't do for you When they say that real friends in this life are few Then baby everything they say is true Words and music by Tommy Conwell and Robert Hazard 1987 CBS Music Inc., Love Thing Music and Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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(Intro): Oh, oh, oh, oh On the border by the sea, what has been and what will be On a battered chest of wood, somehow strong and somehow good Take a storm in his advice, in a voice as cold as ice Travel with him through the storm, knowing he could do you wrong It's the right time, for my lifetime It's the right time, father and son Open your eyes. It's a good sign It's the bloodline, take it and run take it and run (Oh, oh, oh, oh .) On a job here way up high, with the old man by his side Miles of heart, miles of them, make a country make a man It's the right time, for a lifetime It's the right time. Father and son Open your eyes, it's a good sign, it's the bloodline Take it and run (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Take it and run (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Take it and run (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Father and son (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Open your eyes (open your eyes) Open your eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eye-eyes (open your eyes) Open your eyes (open your eyes) (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Open your, open your, open your eyes (Oh, oh, oh, oh ) Little boy sittin' on my knee, I have changed the family See the flower, see the tree See the wave that flows from me It's the right time for a lifetime It's the right time. Father and son Open your eyes. It's a good sign It's the bloodline, take it and run It's the right time, in a lifetime It's the right time. Father and son Open your eyes It's a good sign It's the bloodline, take it and run (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Take it and run (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Take it and run (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Take it and run (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Father and son O-pen your eyes O-pen your eyes O-pen your eyes O-pen your eyes Open your, open your, open your It's the right time, for a lifetime (open your eyes) It's a good sign, it's the bloodline, Father and son It's the right time, in a lifetime (Open your eyes) It's a good sign, it's the bloodline See it run take it and run Take it and run Father and son Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Pretty love Wing of fire Take the heat Words and music by Robert Hazard She leaves behind 1986 Heroic Music (ASCAP) And I raise To go high, higher To catch the lights That cross the sky. Hold on, fever, Of my own______ Hold on, fever, Of my own. Fell the hand, Like wind around me See the skin, Like smooth as ice. Far away, Upon the mountains Like a bird, Is abound with desire. Hold on, fever, Of my own______ Hold on, fever, Of my own. Oh____oh, oh______. Hold on, fever, Oh, oh, oh, oh____oh, oh______. Hold on, fever, Oh____oh, oh______. Hold on, fever, Oh, oh, oh____, oh______. Hold on, fever, Of my own______ Hold on, fever, Of my own. Oh, oh____, oh______. Oh, oh, oh________. Oh_____, oh, oh_____, oh____, oh____. Hold_______, oh_____, oh_____, ah, ah, oh____, oh_____, oh______. Ah, ah, oh, oh____, oh_______, oh______. (Repeat last line and fade) |
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She's a woman who would take advantage She's the type that likes to touch and tell She's the stranger that you give a hand to And she took it off you so well. Fire on fire, ultra blue Fire on fire, like I'm on you Fire on fire Fire on fire I'm the one she wants to make a fool of I'm the boy she better watch her step I'm the one who broke the heart of Funk Street And I ain't sorry yet Fire on fire, ultra groove Fire on fire, like I'm on you Fire on fire. Fire on fire. (Bridge) Fire on fire. Fire on fire. Jackie Wilson - so low That's the part that hurt the most Fire on fire. Fire on fire. She's a one you want to take advantage She's the one you want to touch and tell She's the stranger that you give a hand to And she took it so well. Fire on fire, Fire on fire. Fire on fire, Fire on fire. She's hot! Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I come home in the morning light My mother says when you gonna live your life right Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones And girls they want to have fun Oh girls just want to have fun The phone rings in the middle of the night My father yells what you gonna do with your life Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one But girls they want to have fun Oh girls just want to have-- That's all they really want Some fun When the working day is done Girls-- they want to have fun Oh girls just want to have fun Some boys take a beautiful girl And hide her away from the rest of the world I want to be the one to walk in the sun Oh girls they want to have fun Oh girls just want to have That's all they really want Some fun When the working day is done Girls--they want to have fun Oh girls just want to have fun, They want to have fun, They want to have fun... Words and music by Robert Hazard 1979 Heroic Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved |
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Just a friend of a friend of a friend Sad party, I say, see you again Just a room, but it's her perfume And her shade of red that goes to my head She's got a hold of me, golden opportunity Golden opportunity, knock, knockin' on my door Can't ignore what she does to me anymore Golden opportunity, golden opportunity She's the type that don't care if it's right If you're with someone else she wants you out of her cell She's the kind that don't care about time In the middle of the night, she'll make you see the light She's gettin' through to me golden opportunity Knock, knockin' on my door Can't ignore what she does to me anymore Golden opportunity, golden opportunity Knock on my door! (bridge) She's gettin' through to me golden opportunity Knock, knockin' on my door Can't ignore what she does to me anymore Golden opportunity, golden opportunity Can't let it pass me by, by, bye, bye I've got to take it! Bye, bye Golden opportunity, golden opportunity Golden opportunity, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Golden opportunity) Golden opportunity, she's my golden, my (Golden opportunity) She's my golden, my (Golden opportunity) She's knockin' on my door, knockin' on my door She's been knockin' on my , knockin' on my Knockin' on my She's knockin' on my door She's knockin' on my, knockin' on my, knockin' on my Golden opportunity, yeah, yeah, yeah Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Nothin's workin' right I can't sleep at night I can't pay the rent All my money's spent Cause I just want to hang around with you. I just want to hang around with you. All my friends are gone They all said so long They don't come around They just put me down Cause I just want to hang around with you I just want to hang around with you. You can keep the cash You can take the stash You can have my Chevy II I ain't got no home I'm just a bag of bones With no proper point of view Cause I just want to hang around with you I just want to hang around with you. You can keep the cash You can take the stash You can have my Subaru I ain't got no home I'm just a bag of bones With no proper point of view Cause I just want to hang around with you I just want to hang around with you. I just want to hang around with you. I just want to hang around with you. I just want to hang around, I just want to hang around, I just want to hang around with you. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1981 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I got on my coat I tried to make it up to you And got on my hat Done all that I know how to do Can't walk out the door I know it's never been enough When you look like that To give you diamonds in the rough Your hair hangin' free I woke up this morning That smile on your lips You lay cool and still That pretty dress sittin' You smelled like the grass So high on your hips At the top of the hill Nothin' comes easy I picked a flower To a workin' man So fragile and fine How can I touch you Sometimes I wonder With these hard, hard hands Why you'd ever be mine I feel your heart beat Nothing comes easy Like hummingbirds wings To a workin' man I fumble with buttons How can I hold you I tangle with strings In these hard, hard hands I try to be gentle, Thoughtful and kind Sometimes my body Runs off with my mind Nothing comes easy To a hard-workin' man How can I please you With these hard, hard hands Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Play a little game Go a little off. It's so hard, it's so soft. Look into my eyes, Tell me what you see. I don't wanta die, I don't wanta be. Hard hearted - solid state. Hard hearted - I can't relate. Hard hearted - solid state. Hard hearted, it's too late. You talk a lot of stuff That's what I heard. Free love is cheap - mark my words You stick it in my ear, It's goin' all around I don't wanta hear One more sound Hard hearted - solid state. Hard hearted - I can't relate. Hard hearted - solid state. Hard hearted, it's too late Hard luck boys-walkin' down the street. Make a lot of noise, take a lot of heat. Look into the face, tell me what you see. An empty space, he don't wanta be. Hard hearted - solid state. Hard hearted - I can't relate. Hard hearted - solid state. Hard hearted, it's too late Hard hearted Hard, hard Oooooh, oooooh W ords and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I've been working in a gold mine For a thousand years Don't say it isn't working Little do you hear You're a lot on my head When it's love that's left Everything you got is yours All you've got to do is help yourself Help yourself Help yourself Threw me out of the bedroom Even stepped on my hand Shoot the heart in me, babe Soon you'll be there Tears fall in the moonlight Pretty kiss in the air Everything you got is yours All you've got to do is help yourself Help yourself Help yourself (bridge) I've been working in a gold mine For a thousand years I've been working for the moonlight For a thousand tears You're a lot on my head For this love you left Everything you got is yours All you've got to do is help yourself Help yourself Help yourself Help yourself Help yourself Help yourself Help yourself Help yourself Help yourself Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ You'll cry You'll dry The tears From each eye My heart A throne As hard As solid stone The fire Will burn The new nation Again Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Lately I've been thinking about the time when we were young When we lived our dreams and got things done Now the days they move so slow, like butter in the sun They went by so fast when we were young I still hear them old songs playin' in my head I still feel like jumpin' up and dancin' 'round the bed Baby you're the fire burnin' in my eyes Hot as Hell's Gate, Georgia in July Lately I've been thinking about the shadows in the lace Revlon red and moonlight on your face But your skin's so soft and warm just like a summer's breeze Just a sigh that can bring me to my knees I still hear them old songs playin' in my head I still feel like jumpin' up and dancin' 'round the bed Even when a cold wind blows our love burns up the sky Hot as Hell's Gate, Georgia in July (Bridge) Sometimes I go drifting off to places you can't go Sometimes you go places I don't ever want to know Even when our love turns cold, an ember still survives Hot as Hell's Gate Georgia in July I still hear them old songs playin' in my head I still feel like jumpin' up and dancin' 'round the bed Baby you're the fire burnin' in my eyes Hot as Hell's Gate, Georgia in July Hot as Hell's Gate, Georgia in July Lately I've been thinking about the time when we were young Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Such a kid she lives up the north town side Lips of pitch she knows that I like that. Picks me up in a Cadillac I got her checked out, she don't wear black. She's got the world in her hip pocket. And all the boys say she's got it She's got the world in her hip pocket. And all the fire. And all the rockets. Hip pocket [she's got the world ] Hip pocket [she's got the world ] She's got the buzz, director of the cruise. You can tell by the way she moves. Fill it up in the blue suede shoes. You gotta be tough when you're born to lose She's got the world in her hip pocket. And all the boys say she's got it She's got the world in her hip pocket. And all the king's men can't stop her! Hip pocket [she's got the world ] Hip pocket ... (Bridge) She wears her pants just right She's got no secrets (Rapped) Can see the world...in her hip pocket Hip pocket [she's got the world ] Hip pocket [she's got the world ] I'm just a cat on a highway outta town Seein' the bird on a power line. Have a wish that I can make her mine. Just can't reach but I won't stop tryin' She's got the world in her hip pocket. And all the boys say she's got it She's got the world in her hip pocket. And all the fire and all the rockets. She's got the world in her hip pocket. And all the boys say she's got it She's got the world in her hip pocket. You got it goin', baby, don't stop it. Hip pocket [she's got the world ] Hip pocket Hip pocket [she's got the world ] Hip pocket [she's got the world ] Hey, hey, hey, hey [she's got the world ] Hip pocket [she's got the world...] Hip pocket [she's got the world...] Hip pocket [she's got the world ] Hip pocket Words and music by Robert Hazard 1986 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I ain't no fruit from California. No sushi boy from the Big Apple. I'm just a kid from the streets of Philly, The land of love, the home of Scrapple. If my heart goes pop! I don't care about that. Can't stop, getting' down in the fat. Health cop wants to blow me away_______. I need a hit of Scrapple ev-er-y day________. I ain't no geek from Minnesota, Lickin' cheese off a wheat thin cracker. I ain't no freak from North Dakota, Suckin' ice off a John Deere tractor. If my heart goes pop! I don't care about that. Can't stop, getting' down in the fat. Health cop wants to blow me away_______. I need a hit of Scrapple ev-er-y day________. Just a taste of Scrapple, so creamy and gray. Nothing wasted, nothing thrown away_____. My eggs begin to quiver when I put it on my plate. When it gets to my liver, it can't get through the gate. My doctor starts to shiver, 'cause he knows it's much too late______. I need a hit of Scrapple ev'ry day. Just a taste of Scrapple, so creamy and gray, Need a hit of Scrapple ev-er-y day________. (Instrumental coda) They say it's crap they say I'm crazy. A bunch of assholes, on a platter. Then I'm the king of assholes, baby. Keep getting' richer, keep getting' fatter. If my heart goes pop, I don't care about that. Can't stop, getting' down in the fat. Health cop wants to blow me away_______. I need a hit of Scrapple ev-er-y day________. Just a taste of Scrapple, so creamy and gray, Just a hit of Scrapple ev-er-y day________. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1998 Heroic Music, ASCAP |
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Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's Hollywood by night (Oh, oh, oh ) Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's Hollywood tonight (Oh, oh, oh ) Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. She sends a limo to carry your burnin' lights. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's Hollywood tonight (Oh, oh, oh ) Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's Hollywood by night (Oh, oh, oh ) Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. We'll play the part, it's always nuts tonight You're thrown up in a tough soft dress. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. Can't assume by a shock for less. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh_____ Sometimes my life is black and white, And poured in pictures. (Bridge) It's Hollywood by night (Oh, oh, oh ) It's Hollywood by night (Oh, oh, oh ) Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's breakin' down when it's all much too bright. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's Hollywood by night. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. Take five for a cigarette. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. On a dreamland movie set. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. Movie camera flashed your eyes Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. For a perfect picture. (Hollywood, by night) It's Hollywood by night (Oh, oh, oh ) Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's Hollywood tonight (Oh, oh, oh ) Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. She sends a limo to carry your love in light. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's Hollywood tonight (Oh, oh, oh ) (Hollywood, by night) The sun goes down and a hot wind blows. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. She sheds her skin and she burns her clothes. Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. Shakin' it up, she's gonna make a scene Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. Break hearts on a street of dreams Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. Moon got shot and the stars go cry Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. It's a fine white line that you can't get back Oh, oh, oh, oh___________. Siamese cat in a long black slip. (So good________) In a foreign land called the Sunset Strip [Repeat last verse and fade] Everybody knows Hollywood, coast to coast. Hollywood, coast to coast. (Rapped) Hollywood, coast to coast. She's just no good tonight! Words and music by Robert Hazard 1986 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Well I walk Down that highway on a lonely railroad track With Woody and Dylan and Rainbow and Jack I ride on this boxcar and sleep on the bus Leadin' the pieces and swallow the dust I ask nothing more and I take nothing less I'll stand in the shadows of only the best If I was a troubadour singin' my songs Would you have mercy and let me hang on? Just for the moment, just for the night Could I spread my blankets on your floor? If I was a troubadour I'd knock around barrooms and drank whiskey and smoke Tell my sad stories and pay for my bad jookes The spotlight's a light bulb, the stage is the floor If this place don't like me, there's ten thousand more I've scratches and scars from the places I've been I'll play this guitar 'til it wears paper-thin If I was a troubadour singin' my songs Would you have mercy and let me hang on? Just for the moment, just for the night Would the words be the ones you're looking for? If I was a troubadour Out in this wasteland I search for the roots A ghost upon the road wearin' old fur-skin bots I've warmed lonely diners wee hours of the night On matchbooks and napkins my songs I would write I've missed someone dearly but need someone more While the waitress cleaned up I would wait by the door If I was a troubadour singing my songs Would you have mercy and let me hang on? Just for the moment, just for the night Would you ask for a song and nothing more? If I was a troubadour If I was a troubadour Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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You hear the beat, you hit the floor If we can't make it You see the boy, you want him yours. If we can't make it I see the girl, she drop me down If we can't make it It is not poison it is not wrong If we can't make it I swear Forever, Forever, If we can't make it, the sun will never rise Forever, evermore, If we can't make it, this scene will surely die Forever. If we can't make it, no children never dance. If we can't make it, nobody chance a chance, Forever, Forever. Some people say No Way! Say that love is just a joke A Barbara Stanwyck living hell It's all bad boy - no hope I swear! If we can't make it, the sun will never rise If we can't make it, this scene will surely die If we can't make it, no children never dance. If we can't make it, nobody chance a chance, Forever, Forever. Where are all the men who they would cry? Where are all the women to take them aside? Where are all the brethren who will cling together? Forever, Forever. You hear the beat, you hit the floor Your heart is broke, your feet so sore You turn away into the night Come tomorrow it'll be alright I swear! If we can't make it, the sun will never rise If we can't make it, this scene will surely die If we can't make it, no children never dance. If we can't make it, nobody chance a chance, Forever Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I want to stand in the middle again Here in my circle of friends Warmed by the light Of the fire burnin' bright I want to stand in the middle again I want to walk in the middle this time Not too far ahead or behind With my eye on the track And no trouble at my back I want to walk in the middle this time I want to stay in the middle with you There is nothin' that I wouldn't do I'll rise and shine Just to walk that line I want to stay in the middle with you I've lived on the border Slept with one eye open Made a friend of danger at my door But now I need some comfort A ring of love around me I don't want to be a stranger anymore I want to be in the middle of love I would never be too high above Rich or poor Who could ask for more Than to be in the middle of love I want to live in the middle of life I want to lick all the honey off the knife I want to take ev'ry man And shake him by the hand I want to live in the middle of life I've been small and frightened I've been larger than life Been flush and Been stripped down to the bone Been light as a feather Soared like a kite And fell to the bottom like a stone Yes, I've been to the middle of hell From the top to the bottom of the well Burned by fame And lost without a name Yes, I've been to the middle of hell Here in my circle of friends I want to stand in the middle again Where our songs resound From the mountains all around And let us stand the middle again Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Blue smoke on my windshield Bright lights in the land of steel Red Diner on a foreign star Hot carbon on my heels I'm from the island of I and I Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye No one wants to know me. I bleed like the old boys do. Sweetheart in a plastic bag I love her just the same. Still remember the tears we cried. Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye (Bridge) I need a drink and a kiss goodbye Interplanetary private eye. Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye Hot shot on a mercury run Ten years and I tracked him down I Hit him with my fire ball gun Now he's all over town. Funny thing but I still miss that guy Interplanetary private eye. Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye Interplanetary private eye (repeat and fade) Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Sitting on my throne. It's the colors we sing. Throw the dogs a bone. La-la, la-la, la-la, la! It's so good to be at home, La-la, la-la, la-la, la! In Eng-a-land. Rome is in the throes of bills. Baby, it's my thing. (La-la, la-la, la-la, la!) Egypt's shot to hell. Baby, it's my thing. (La-la, la-la, la-la, la!) But I'm alive and well, Baby, it's my thing. (La-la, la-la, la-la, la!) In Eng-a-land. Baby, it's my thing. (La-la, la-la, la-la, la!) Baby it's my thing. I'm the king of Eng-a-land. Baby it's my thing. I'm the king of Eng-a-land. In ermine lined with chintz. Behold the wayward prince, Who gets the royal pinch. In Eng-a-land. This fighting on the streets, Is not my cup of tea. We throw away the keys, In Eng-a-land. Baby it's my thing. I'm the king of Eng-a-land. Baby it's my thing. I'm the king of Eng-a-land. I say, I say, I say, I say, Good Chap! I take what I want and I don't need nothing back! I say, I say, I say, I say, You Lost! Cover your hole, you deserve just what you got! Baby it's my fate. I'm the king of Eng-a-land. Baby kiss my ring. I'm the king of Eng-a-land. Baby catch my face. I'm the king of Eng-a-land. Baby it's my fate. Words and music by Robert Hazard I'm the king of Eng-a-land. 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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All I want is you In this land of ice Keep my heart in your picture frame Through the wild night All I see is you In this land of ice Keep the fire burning strong Through the wild night All the girls from Frisco town They all go down, down, down Colored lights they make a paradise In the land of ice Who can find our way? In this land of ice Turn the music way up loud Through the wild night All the boys from Kensingtown Are rolling on the ground You can hear the rattle of the dice In the land of ice All the girls from Frisco town They all go down, down, down Colored lights they make a paradise In the land of ice Oh oh oh oh oh oh Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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The music is free, little brother Take it from me, little brother There's a road that's winding through the night. You can feel the city's burning lights. There's a woman in a bright red dress for you, little brother. She ain't nothing like her mother, but she's true, little brother I'm talkin' to you, little brother___________. You can take the car, little brother. Take my old guitar, little brother. There's a bar on the corner of Third and South. Where you talk with your fingers not your mouth. There's a woman in a bright red dress for you, little brother. She ain't nothing like her mother, but she'll show you what to do, little brother I'm talkin' to you, little brother. I'm talkin' to you, little brother. We were born to knock around, and rock around_________. Gotta shake off that catholic schoolin' joke. We were born to knock around, and rock around_________. Let me show you how they walk and talk. I'm talkin' to you, little brother. Look into the stars, little brother. Don't look too far, little brother. Don't let them try and push you 'round. When you're down they try to burn you out. And just remember in everything you do, little brother I love you and I'm watchin' over you, little brother I'm talkin' to you, little brother. I'm wlkin' with you, little brother I'm talkin' to you_______ Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm Little brother. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1986 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I'm lookin' for love For something complete I'm lookin' in the clouds above And in the gutter on the street I'm prayin' for rain And the rainbow, too I'm waitin' for lighting to strike me And who knows who I'm takin' a train Down to Baltimore I'm tellin' my aches and pains I ain't gonna take anymore I know a spot Where the band's always hot I'm gonna dance with my dream girl Even if she's really not I ain't lookin' to sign papers Cramp anybody's style I don't wanna cause you vapors I just wanna see you smile Oh, love, I'm lookin' for you I'm ridin' the range On my old appaloose I might wind up in chains Or hangin' from a noose I'm roundin' up all My old-time used-to-be's Wonderin' if anybody out there Still remembers me The carnival lights Are dimmin' way down And all of the stars from last night Are layin' on the ground But nothin' come true But I keep takin' the bait 'Cause I know tomorrow or the next day It's just gonna be great Now if I had to pick her out Cold from a line, Man, I wouldn't know which one's Supposed to be mine Oh, love, I'm lookin' for you (Bridge/solo) I'm lookin' for love I got nothin' to lose I'm looking around in fancy cars And clothes and booze But someday I know When I find something true I guess when it's the real thing You know exactly what to do I'm lookin' for love, oh love I'm lookin' for you Aww, go on! (guitar solo) Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I'm lonely too, Until we meet I'm lonely too. Like a prisoner in the dark. Until we meet I'm lonely too. No face looking back at me. I'm lonely too. I'm lonely too. I'm lonely too. I'm lonely too. Like a shooting star, I'm lonely too________________. Don't know who's shootin' back at me. I know what you're going through. I know you're out there somewhere. I walk the same streets you do. Until we meet I'm lonely too. There's no way out, Living this dream, That has no way of coming true. There's no way out. There's no escape, For hungry souls like me and you. I know what you're going through. I know you're out there somewhere. I walk the same streets you do. Until we meet I'm lonely too. These eyes got all the people cryin' in misery. Until you walk in my door, There's nothing there I want to see. Until we meet I'm lonely too. I taste the tears, I feel your tears. I hear your laughter in the rain. I sense the heat, I feel your skin. The blood that's running through your veins. I know what you're going through. I know you're out there somewhere. Words and music by Robert Hazard I walk the same streets you do. 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) Until we meet I'm going through. |
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Come clean with me about what you're afraid of I don't believe in never wanting love You say you like it, you say it's alright But I saw you crying alone last night Take my hand and take your turn There's a chance that you won't get hurt Take a heart that you can't return Love's on fire but it don't burn You're not the first one who's been down hearted Remember when I was shook up and torn apart I know abandon and how it hurts you When your heart's breaking it hurts me too Take my hand and take your turn There's a chance that you won't get hurt Take a heart that you can't return Love's on fire but it don't burn Aw, come with me baby You will see what good love Love can be Love's on fire love's on fire love's on fire love's on fire (bridge) You're not the first one who's been down hearted Remember when I was shook up and torn apart I know abandon and how it hurts you When your heart's breaking it hurts me too Take my hand and take your turn There's a chance that you won't get hurt Take a heart that you can't return Love's on fire but it don't burn Take my hand and take your turn There's a chance that you won't get hurt Take a heart that you can't return Love's on fire but it don't burn Love's on fire Hey, hey, hey, hey________! Hey, hey, hey________! Love's on fire Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey________! Love's on fire Hey, hey, hey, hey! Words and music by Tommy Conwell and Robert Hazard 1987 CBS Music Inc., Love Thing Music and Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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My father said 'son, sit down right here' He pulled an old hat down around my ears Made a little crease, looked real fine Said now it's yours, boy, 'til the end of time I feel a little Southern, I like the way it's at From that day on, it was my lucky hat Once I had a buddy down along the line Said we'd be together 'til the end of time Then one night he went walkin' out the door With something on his head he never should have worn The end of a beautiful friendship just like that He never should have put on my lucky hat It's well broke in and it fits just right I'm cool all day and warm at night Never out of style no matter where I'm at I'm always lookin' good in my lucky hat Once I had a woman and a bunch of kids Still can't figure out what the hell I did Chasin' hard liquor for livin' like that With my cheap cigars and my lucky hat I said 'you wanna go, go ahead, but leave my hat' You're never gonna see me, without my lucky hat I would be makin' love or playin' big guitar And I ate more sushi at the sushi bar Shootin' pool and shufflin' the cards At a camp town meeting in a prison yard Puttin' on the dog or puttin' out the cat You're never gonna see me, without my lucky hat It's well broke in and it fits just right I'm cool all day and warm at night Never out of style no matter where I'm at I'm always lookin' good in my lucky hat Well, I was blue-gill fishin' when I suddenly Didn't have a paddle, I was up a creek The fishes were bitin', jumpin' in my boat But if the boat went down, my hat was gonna float Down on the bottom with the gangsters and the river rats But I came up high and dry in my lucky hat On the day I perish, on the day I die I'm gonna go on up, I'm gonna rise up high I'm gonna rise up singin' in the azure sky The trumpet's gonna blow, the devil's gonna cry Gonna rise up high with the politicians and the diplomats Gonna go to the promised land in my lucky hat It's well broke in and it fits just right I'm cool all day and warm at night Never out of style no matter where I'm at I'm always lookin' good in my lucky hat Down in Hialeah I got it on at tee time I got it made in the shade With my lucky hat Well, it's my lucky hat Well, it's my lucky hat It's my lucky hat Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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When I'm up in New York City, that town don't feel no pity There's a knockin' at the door, downstairs in the subway stop If she can't do it, nobody can, She makes me feel like a man man-o-matic I feel like a man, she makes me, man-o-matic When it all gets long-faced and flashin', that smile is a field of passion Hey, man, now it's all my action, every move a smooth transaction If she can't do it, nobody can, she makes me feel like a man Man-o-matic, I feel like a man, she makes me, man-o-matic Whoa, oh! Whoa, oh! . Whoa, oh! Whoa, oh! Whoa, oh! Whoa, oh! She makes me feel like a man I feel like a man I feel like a man I feel like a man I feel like a man I feel like a man I feel like a man I feel like, I feel like, I feel like, she makes me feel like When I'm up in New York City, that town don't feel no pity There's a hunger at the door, down fifteen stories or more If she can't do it, nobody can, she makes me feel like a man Man-o-matic, I feel like a man she makes me, man-o-matic I feel like a man I feel like a man I feel like a man I feel like I feel like I feel like She makes me feel like She makes me feel like She makes me feel like She makes me, she makes me, she makes me, she makes me She makes me She makes me She makes me She makes me feel like She makes me feel like She makes me feel like She makes me feel like Whoo, ooh! I feel like a man Words and music by Robert Hazard 1978 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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We've gone much too high Mad men of the new sci-fi Listen to the wind out there They say it's the angels cryin' Don't believe in the printed word Can't put your finger on emotion. Are you ready for the sound? Meltdown Are you ready for the sound? Meltdown Are you ready in your town? Ground level catch and keep Count down don't go too deep. Green wire turn to red Now baby get some sleep. I believe in my radio I got my finger on emotion Are you ready for the sound? Meltdown Are you ready for the sound? Meltdown Are you ready in your town? Wild dog runnin' and he's skinned alive, Mary's in her sky-blue see-through eyes. Lookin' for a warm bed She's hot, but she's out of her head. Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready for the sound? Meltdown Are you ready for the sound? Meltdown Are you ready in your town? Count down don't go too deep Your signal's growin' weak Mad men of the new sci-fi We count electric sheep Don't believe in the printed word You got your finger on emotion. Are you ready for the sound? Meltdown Are you ready for the sound? Meltdown Are you ready in your town? Are you ready in your town? Are you ready? Are you really? Emotion Emotion Emotion Emotion Meltdown Are you ready in your town? Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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This workin' day goes on and on These winter nights are much too long But when the sun begins to rise I'll be there looking in your eyes. And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach I'm all tied up I can't get off But soon I'm gonna get enough And then I'll drive that big white car Right down the freeway to your heart. And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And when the sun begins to fly Your diamond ring is gonna shine And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach Hold on tight to your life And when the sun is sinkin' down We're gonna go out on this town And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach And I'm running down Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach I'm gonna drive that big white car Right down the freeway to your heart Miami Beach Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach Miami Beach Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, Miami Beach Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, Mi-, (repeat and fade) Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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She walked under the streetlights Tryin' to make a dollar She kept her French boudoir Above the old pool parlor I felt down in my jeans Came up with a buck She said let's make it fast So I followed her on up I was just a kid With all my senses reelin' She said I hope you like My Mirror on the ceiling She said my name was Johnny She said her name was Lucy She told me what I'd want As if somehow she knew me And all that she left on Was just a lacy little thing And all I had to do Was pull on the little string Lay me down so kind It almost felt like stealin' Then I fell in love With her mirror on the ceiling Her hands were moving slowly Made my heart beat faster She knew just where to go I just followed after The room began to spin My world turned upside down She took me up so high I never touched the ground And then I just let go Riding in the feelin' I let them angels fly In the mirror on the ceiling (Bridge) But now I've got a wife And lots of pretty children They light my restless nights And almost always fillin' But when my demons come And there's no place to hide There's no place to run Nothin' is feelin' right I still have the hurt For all those things we're healing Then I find myself In the mirror on the ceiling And then I just let go Riding with the feelin' Let them angels fly In the mirror on the ceiling Mmm_____mmm____mmm____ Mmm_____mmm____mmm____ Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Lights are moving in the sky. Electric thoughts are in your eyes. On feet that never touch the ground. I'm with you tonight. Neon Blue don't be shy. Show the color that you wear. In your head, in your eyes. I need (you), Neon Blue. Lead me up in to this empty street, One last kiss, we'll call it sweet. We've been nothing left. Nothing left, that's all I need. Neon Blue don't be shy. Show the color that you wear. In your head, in your eyes. I see Neon Blue, I see Neon Blue. (Bridge/Instrumental) As the sun begins to crawl. As the city starts to fall. And she strays before my eye. I don't care if I live or if I die. Neon Blue don't be shy. Show the color that you wear. In your head, in your eyes. I love Neon Blue. I love Neon Blue. I love Neon Blue. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I should have looked I'm on a Harley burnin' up the road I should have saw Its wheels on fire and it might explode My nose was green My hair is flyin' like a rebel flag And my eyes were red I got sewer rats in my saddle bags He said 'I think he's drunk And he might be dead.' Got a rollin' thunder in my hands I'm a tattooed mountain of a man He rolled me over Got cocaine runnin' all around my head And he touched my tush Spit on a frog and I killed him dead I jumped up and stick that scum The hometown crowd Now I'm back in my office in a business suit Was gatherin' 'round My secretary thinks I'm awful cute They helped me up Saturday morning me and all my friends And they tied me down Can't wait to get back on the road again The sun was shinin' up I don't know what's goin' on When they were drivin' me home I'm just tryin' to belong The radio was playin' Some day I'm walkin' out that door "Like a Rolling Stone" And I ain't never comin' back no more Now I don't know what's goin' on Mary, Mary, mother of God I'm just tryin' to cross along I'm standin' here like a lightning rod And get my key into the door Strike me down for all the deeds I've done I ain't never gonna crawl no more I swear I'll never hurt anyone, again There's an angry woman Mary, Mary, full of grace Waitin' in my door Tears are runnin' down my face I swear I saw her face before That boy he's crawlin' in the mud She knocked me over He must have drank that wine And she pulled a knife And turned into blood I recognized her-it's my wife Next time you'll see me I said I should have met you On the Silver Streak When we were at the mall They say he left too soon That's when she kicked me And he came back too late In the balls Her daddy said he's gonna fix me good Now I don't know what's goin' on He said he'd never lie to me, never would I'm just tryin' to sing my song And get my foot in to the door Now I don't know what's goin' on But I ain't never gonna crawl no more I'm just tryin' to get along No more ..No more Pick myself up off the floor I ain't never gonna fall in love no more Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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My buddy found me on the barroom floor Should have just left a note before My sneakers were missing and my eyes were red He said 'I think he's drunk, but he might be dead' He rolled me over and he pinched my toe I jumped up and said 'let's go!' The hometown crowd was hangin' around Sometimes they pick you up sometimes they knock you down With the radio playin', he was drivin' me home The radio was playin' like a rolling stone Now, I don't know what's goin' on I'm just tryin' to get along Get my key into the door But I ain't gonna crawl no more no more There's an angry woman standing in my door I swear I seen her face before She slapped me silly and she knocked me down I recognized her-she's my wife. I said 'I should have left you at the Springfield Mall' Then she kicked me in the groin Her daddy said he's gonna fix me good Said he never liked me and he never would Now, I don't know what's goin' on I'm just tryin' to get along Pick myself up off the floor But I ain't gonna fall in love no more no more Now I'm on a Harley burnin' up the road The wheels on fire and it might explode My hair is flying like a rebel flag I got sewer rats in my saddle bags Got a rolling thunder in my hands I'm a tattooed mountain of a man I got cocaine runnin' all around my head I spit on a frog and killed him dead Back in my office in a business suit My secretary thinks I'm awful cute Saturday morning me and all my friends Can't wait to get back on the road again Now, I don't know what's goin' on I'm just tryin' to get along Today I'm walking out that door I ain't never comin back no more no more Mary, Mary, mother of God, I'm standing here like a lightning rod You can strike me down for all the deeds I've done But I never meant to hurt anyone Mary, Mary, full of grace Tears are rolling down your face That boy is crawlin' in the mud Must have drank that wine, turned to blood Next time I'm on the silver streak Said he left too soon come back too late Now, I don't know what's goin' on I'm just tryin' to sing my song Get my foot into the door But I ain't never gonna crawl no more no more no more Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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This twisted fading soul undone. When all your streets are burning bright. Can't shade it out. This iron cross we drag around. Nothing's sacred in this town. Children playing in the park. Every bullet finds a mark. Tears come fast, Like breaking glass Without a sound. Nothing sacred in this town. Nothing sacred out here. But the violence and fear. Nothing's lost when nothing's found. Nothing sacred in this town. (Bridge/Instrumental) Nothing sacred______________. Nothing sacred in this town. Nothing sacred______________. Out on the line good friends have died. One at a time we're goin' down. Nothing's sacred out here. But the violence and fear. Nothing's lost when nothing's found. Nothing sacred in this town. Nothing sacred in this town. Nothing sacred in this town. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I got some colors I want you to see. One night at a time. On a hot summer night. One trip on the borderline. I got some people I want you to meet. One night at a time, In lithe black and white. Night at a time____. One night at a time. Don't worry about the things you hear, Don't worry about your silly fears. One night at a time. Don't worry about the littleness of your life. One slip on the fault line. One night at a time, Take it one night at a time. Night at a time____. Take one walk on the fault line. One night at a time. One night at a time, Night at a time. Night at a time_______. One night at a time. One night at a time. Night at a time. Little Sophie, she's a doe-eyed doll. One night at a time. Margo's dancin' in a cage. Jackie's breakin' through drug store walls, He's on the latest craze. Forget about your wedding rings, Forget about your petty sins. Forget about a tender little kiss goodnight, Take it one night at a time. One slip on the border line. One night at a time, Night at a time. One night at a time. (Bridge/Instumental) [Rap]: A garden of delights in a city of dreams Now you're walkin' through Big Blue Wild in Saks Fifth Avenue After hours in the Valium scene Take anything you want White diamonds and leather tights If mommy and daddy saw you tonight Never to light yourself on fire Never to walk, never desire Eyes like a window of a Cadillac You can't see in, so don't look back! Words and music by Robert Hazard 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Open my heart Take a look It's all there before you An open book It's nothin' scary To make you cry It's a true story I tell no lies So if you want This love affair to start Baby, open up my heart This moment is fleeting And movin' fast You've got to take it And make it last These kisses are perfect Like birds on the wing You've got to listen To hear them sing So if you want This love affair to start . Baby, open up my heart (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh_________!) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh_________!) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh_________!) Open my heart It's Christmas Eve To see what's inside You must believe These teardrops are diamonds And laughter is gold Go ahead and touch it Take all you can hold So if you want This love affair to start . Baby, open up my heart (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh_________!) baby, open up my heart (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh_________!) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh_________!) yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh_________!) (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh_________!) Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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My baby won't dance on television, My baby she's shy, shy, shy. My baby won't dance on television, My baby won't even try. Hey, DJ, what's wrong with my baby? She don't want to shimmy shake it on down. Hey, DJ, what's wrong with my baby? She don't want to be famous in a minute and a half. In the modern world she's out of it. Small town girl she's out of it. Permanent curls she's out of it. She's out of it. My baby won't move to California, My baby stays high and dry. My baby won't move to California, My baby she's got no drive. Hey, daddy, what's wrong with your daughter? Don't you want faux fur in a limousine? Hey, mommy, what's wrong with your baby? She could have been a big smash on the silver screen. In the modern world she's out of it. Small town girl she's out of it. Permanent curls she's out of it. She's out of it. (Bridge/Instumental) My baby won't wear no rubber jumper, My baby she can't stand in the sun. My baby won't wear no rubber jumper, My baby's no fun, fun, fun. In the modern world she's out of it. Small town girl she's out of it. Permanent curls she's out of it she's out of it. In the whole wide world she's out of it. Small town girl she's out of it. Permanent curls she's out of it She's out of it. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Out on the street All of you trouble boys You're all alone now You got to make your choice Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Back to nowhere. We got a chance now Times will be changin' fast Open your eyes, let's show 'em. Our better half You were on top, yeah. You were the golden boy, but when you went down nobody made a noise Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Back to nowhere (Bridge) Get 'em up boys! Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Yo-oh out of the blue Back to nowhere Hudson and Ford they never Steered you wrong. Gilbert and Sullivan sold You another song You want to win You got to play their games Cause when you go, kid, You're gonna walk just like you came. Yo-oh out of the blue, Yo-oh out of the blue, Yo-oh out of the blue, Yo-oh out of the blue, Yo-oh! Yo-oh! Yo-oh! Yo-oh! Yo-oh! Yo-oh! Yo-oh! Words and music by Robert Hazard 1981 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Everybody wants to talk to my baby She knows how to move real slow She runs with the queens and gypsies She's an ideal model role She's perfection In design She's perfection On the dance line Everybody wants to talk to my baby I don't know where she's from She's frenchy with the Navy She's sweet with the China men She's perfection In design She's perfection, On the dance line Perfection Perfection in design She got made in the clapping of thunder Gets high but she's really deep Sometimes she makes me wonder How to keep her She's perfection In design S She's perfection On the dance line Perfection Perfection Perfection in design Perfection On the dance line She's perfection In design She's perfection On the dance line On the dance line Perfection Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Keep your head on straight And stand up proud Don't hesitate to walk on clouds If you can make it on this planet You can make it anywhere So do all the things They said you should never dare Can you hit the mark and Make a grown man cry With your poisoned darts And your eagle eye Did they break your spirit And tame your hunter's soul Did they get you addicted To lust and lies and gold Pretty little thing Won't you please come home? Give me a ring On the telephone You can call me (your) daddy With pretty please sugar on top Anything in the world you want You know you got Does your mama roam In a limousine? Is she hard as stone? Is she cold and mean? Did she tell you the facts of life? Or a fairy tale? Did she lock you up, Or get you out on bail? Corrina, baby, did I make you cry? Did I put the tears In those big brown eyes? I was only a kid myself When you came on the scene It was a miracle then But now it just seems like a dream Pretty little thing Won't you come back home? Give me a ring On the telephone You can call me baby With pretty please sugar on top Anything in the world you want You know you got (bridge) Now you got your man And you live in town He does the best he can But if he lets you down I'll light him on fire And shoot him like a dog at your feet He says he thinks I'm jokin' But he stays on his side of the street You can do anything You would go anywhere You get away from the sting Of the salty air You know back in Jersey They still talk about the things you did Well, you're a grown woman now But I still love you like when you was a kid Pretty little thing Won't you please come home? Give me a ring On the telephone You can call me daddy With pretty please sugar on top Anything in the world you want You know you got Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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My daddy played the flat top I had a girl in 'Frisco My mother loved to dance She wore a dress of red I'll get a girl like her I gave her all my money If I ever get the chance She took me home to bed Ev'ry girl I'd meet But the only dance she did The just made me sick and sad Was the San Francisco Shag They're steppin' all over my rag Then she stepped all over my rag Been all around this country Here comes Miss Mississippi Lookin' for a girl She's bustin' into town 'Cause If you wanna dance Spendin' all her money You need a partner in this world Makin' all the rounds But they just break my heart Sit down now, pretty baby Before I even drop my bags 'Cause you're pullin' back And they're steppin' all over my rag And you're steppin' all over my rag I met a preacher's daughter I know someday I'll find her Who never heard the word In some cold backwater town She'd fallen out of grace She'll come dancin' through She was a pretty little bird Them barroom doors and Never touch the ground She did the Chi-town shimmy And she did the Dixie Drag Until I find my honey But she stepped all over my rag I'll still on that whiskey jag And they're steppin' all over my rag Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Got a reading on the situation Got the signal and it's A-okay Got the number and the new location I gotta go now, gotta get away I Hold on tight Red rocket tonight Hold on tight Red rocket tonight Little slippers and their shiny faces They got millions of them, red alert Tiny bodies in their tiny places Never eat or steep, baby hit the dirt Hold on tight Red rocket tonight Hold on tight Red rocket tonight Here it comes now Here it comes now Here it comes now Red rocket tonight Got a reading on the situation Got the signal and it's A-okay Got the number and the exact location I gotta run now, gotta get away Hold on tight Red rocket tonight Hold on tight R ed rocket tonight Hold on tight Red rocket tonight Hold on tight Red rocket tonight Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Cloud of smoke on the mountain Cuttin' wood in the mornin' Cup of rain in my hand Chainsaw bringin' 'em down That river is much too deep Rich folks readin' the New York Times And dark to understand Out on fair Long Island Sound Roll me up in my blanket I miss my cream and my sugar It's so cold and so damp All that big city noise Tell that bottle to come back Got an arm 'round my shoulder Stop runnin' all around the camp He's a mean old country boy Ridin' high, high, high Ridin' high, high, high Ridin' high Ridin' high Had a girl in the city Throw a dream on the fire Brand new Ford in the stall Let 'em all burn down Up here in the big pines Let the flames take me higher A man can feel so small To the place where the lost are found Left a crowd at the courthouse She's my constant companion All my friends back in school I hold her tight in my knees I never did what they said I did I couldn't make it without that horse But I run off like a fool I'd fall right here and freeze Ridin' high, high, high Snowflakes fallin' like feathers Ridin' high Layin' deep on the bough We're headin' up country Bluebird singin' beside me Ain't no way to turn back now Such a lonesome sound Soon that north star will guide me Ridin' high, high, high On the trail where the sun goes down Ridin' high (bridge) Ridin' high, high, high Ridin' high Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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You take Route Fifty off of Route Forty-nine Hang a left at the head of the river You tunnel through the woods where they turn pitch black Let the fog roll over your window Now the eyes in your headlights, they might be a deer Or some howling thing running the road You know, somebody could die out here And nobody would ever know C'mon baby, don't let me down Way out here in the sticks There ain't another livin' soul around On Route Six Sixty-Six They tell stories about demons that fly through the night On black wings just like eagles They say there's men that do things down here That ain't exactly legal Now I had a buddy and he drove off the road Into a ditch and his truck went down Well, they searched the swamp and towed out his truck But my good buddy was never found C'mon baby, don't let me down Way out here in the sticks Get me over to that interstate Off of Route Six Sixty-Six Took a ride in the old Camaro Bald tire on the right front side Should have stuck to the straight and narrow Instead of going on this hell-bent ride There's a house on a lane way back in the woods Where they're practicing some kind of voodoo The kids run around with no clothes on And their little eyes look right through you Now my foot's to the metal and I see the big red E Shining on the dashboard light I ain't talked to God for a hundred years But I'm sayin' this prayer tonight C'mon baby, don't let me down Way out here in the sticks I thank heaven for a Seven-Eleven On Route Six Sixty-Six C'mon baby, don't let me down Way out here in the sticks Not another livin' soul around On Route Six Sixty-Six Six sixty-six Six sixty-six Six sixty-six Words and music by Robert Hazard 2003 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Busy signal on the telephone Every time I try to call I know you're sitting home alone Staring at the wall Sad Lady Just a girl Ooo baby You inake it such a sad world It's really not so bad girl All the time I try to make you happy You always seem to drive me back Everything I say, I'm crazy Every kiss, a heart attack Sad lady Just a girl Ooo baby You make it such a sad world It's really not so bad girl Do you want it to be? Do you want it to be? Do you want it to be? Do you want it to be? All your poems and your funny pictures Did you have to be so unique? Anybody could have read your future Anybody could have took a peek Sad lady Just a girl Ooo baby You make it such a sad world It's really not too bad girl Sad lady Oh girl Ooo baby You make it such a sad world It's really not too bad girl Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Some people just don't live right Some people stay up all night Always living on the edge of a dream Some people don't know what that means. We have no place to stay. Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Come with me to try to do the town People living in the underground Somebody wheelin' the ideas lose I see it happen on the TV news Down in your town, U.S.A. Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! (bridge) Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Everybody's gonna be a big star Everybody gets a big black car All the kids rockin' on my street They're rockin' to a brand new beat Nobody's gonna make a stink. Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo-oh-yo-oh yo-oh! Oh-oh! Oh-oh! Oh-oh! Oh-oh! Oh-oh____, oh-oh____, oh-oh____, Oh-oh____, oh-oh____, oh, oh___________! Oh, whoa! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! Yo, oh, oh, oh____! Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh____ Say yo! Say yo! Say yo! (repeat and fade) Words and music by Robert Hazard 1982-2002 by Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I don't know where he come from The rain was pourin' down I thought I saw a movement I though I heard a sound When I looked behind me Into the howlin' of the wind He was standin' in my footsteps Right where my feet had been He's a bad dog He barks too much Bites the hand that feeds Sometimes he's a lot like you and me He's a bad dog I started out to live this life alone But shadow followed me home He follows me to grocery He follows me to church He follows me to bed at night He'd go through hell or worse He chewed up all my carpets He wrecked my happy home Sat down in my favorite chair And said go find your own He's a bad dog He barks too much Bites the hand that feeds Sometimes he's a lot like you and me He's a bad dog I started out to live this life alone But shadow followed me home I took him down that highway I chained him to a tree Put fifty miles of blacktop Between that dog and me I don't know how he did it That night at half past four He sat there on my front porch Scratchin' at my door He's a bad dog He barks too much Bites the hand that feeds Sometimes he's a lot like you and me He's a bad dog I started out to live this life alone But shadow followed me home Sometimes we think we're happy Sometimes we think we're free Got ev'rything we wanted And ev'rything we need But all the dreams I dreamed of Are shrouded now in doubt And the thing I never wanted I just can't live without He's a bad dog He barks too much Bites the hand that feeds him Sometimes he's a lot like you and me He's a bad dog I started out to live this life alone But shadow followed me home But shadow followed me home But shadow followed me home Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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The night is young And steamin' hot All it needs is some colored lights And a double shot To get it up on its feet It's shakin' down in Shanty Town My girl's so pretty and Dressed so fine Gonna have to get her a stick And a no trespassing sign When she's doin' the shimmy Shakin' down in Shanty Town Some say our lifestyle is lewdidity Down here we got One hundred percent humidity And even a minister's son Can have a little fun Shootin' the devil's gun Down in Shanty Town The corner bar It's no grand saloon Just a gin joint with a juke box And a paper painted moon With all the jitterbugs jumpin' Shakin' down in Shanty Town The sun's comin' up The birds tweet, tweet Cab ride costs a dollar So we're walkin' down the street The church choir girls singin' Shakin' down in Shanty Town All week long It's the boss and the mother-in -law And I'm so over emotional Come Saturday night Me and the wife we're just devotional Makin' love all we cand Under a lazy fan Eatin' our eggs and ham Down in Shanty Town The night is young And so are we The landlord needs his money But all the stars are free We're standin' our ground Watchin' the sun go down Shakin' down in Shanty Town Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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She likes the warming of the sunshine on her skin She loves the cotton gin and the cold breeze blowin' in She likes the sunny days and tomatoes on the vine She likes the warmth of wool and the shadows in the fire And she likes me, too, oh yeah, she likes me too Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________mmm. Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________ mmm_________ She wants a little house on a lonely windswept beach She wants a flat-tire bike and a four-wheel ragtop jeep She wants a poster bed from a dusty antique store She wants a bunch of kids runnin' circles on the floor And she wants me, too, that's right, she wants me too. Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________mmm. Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________ mmm_________ She's got true eyes where the deep blue waters flow She's got dirty hands and sand between her toes She's got breasts and legs, she don't give a goddamn care She's got a string of boys that follow her anywhere And she's got me, too, oh yeah, she's got me too. Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________mmm. Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________ mmm_________ She loves her mom and she loves her dad She likes those deep, dark books that always make her sad She loves makin' love and sleeping in two beds She loves CNN and all that stuff she loves to hate And she loves me, too, yes, 'n she likes me too And she loves me, too, yes, 'n she likes me too Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________mmm. Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________ mmm_________ Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________mmm. Mmm, mmm, mmm__________, mmm_________ mmm_________ Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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All my life I been looking for a thing like that All night I been running with the alley cats It's the scent that hit the spot She's hot She's hot She's hot She's hot There's a pistol in my head and it just won't drop There's a rumble in my bed and it just won't stop. Somebody better call a cop She's hot She's hot, yeah. She's hot She's hot, shhh ! Man, it's scary when you're standing around in the dark In the jungle of the mind it was just a spark Pray for rain in a young man's heart. She's hot (The girl) she's hot. She's hot She's hot She's hot She's hot She's hot She's hot Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Things have changed down in Riverdale Man, how time flies Boys and girls all over the world Are watching the skies It's a missile It's a chapel It's space...majorettes Space majorettes It's space majorettes Space majorettes Little Barbara was walking home With the starry eyes Broken glass bustin' out of the wind And a drum roll on the night Sharp stars shootin' out of the west It was space majorettes It was space majorettes She's my space majorette My space majorette They'll march on the ceiling March on the walls They'll never stumble They'll never fall So bring all the good things So all of you kids They don't care who you are They don't care what you did Space majorettes Space majorettes (bridge) She's my space majorette She's my space majorette She's my space majorette She's my space majorette Majorette Majorette Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Hit a hammer on the boardroom wall. I'm talkin' 'bout, I got it down at the city hall. Can't live without, Don't cry about your bad taste. Style. You got a hold of the seams. You're gonna take their breath a-way Style. Walkin' down that long runway I'm wild about style. Those lights of Paris and L.A. From my head to my toes, I'm gonna smile. Insideout upsidedown. Cause you got style. I'm talking bout, Cause you got style What's comin' out. It drives them wild, There's a boy down on Avenue D. Cause you got style Drag queen clothes from A to Z. I'm talkin' 'bout style. Got a chain through his nose ring. I'm wild 'bout style. She's wild about his thing. It's all about style. I'm crazy 'bout style. (Fade) Bell-bottoms and fur-trimmed boots, Hot rubber and synthetic suits. You got to walk an extra mile, Get a job in the rank and file. Style. I'm wild about style. You're turnin' about. Insideout upsidedown. I'm talking bout, Can't live without, style. You're gonna take their breath a-way. Walkin' down that long runway. Those lights of Paris and L.A. I'm gonna smile__________, Cause you got style. (Instrumental Bridge) Style I'm hot about style. I'm talking 'bout style. They're turning you out Insideout upsidedown, Insideout upsidedown, Words and music by Robert Hazard Insideout upsidedown, 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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She walked into the Satellite Club, She's too tough to love, In a dress that was much too tight. She's too tough to love. I watched her from a distance, She's too tough to love, Like something burning in the night. She's too tough to love. I made a move but she brushed me off, She's too tough to love, Like I was a piece of dirt. She's too tough to love. Someone ought to teach that girl She's too tough to love, How a woman is supposed to flirt. She's too tough to love. She's too tough to love. She's too tough to love, She's too tough to love. She's too tough to love, She's too tough to love. She's too tough to love. She started drinking manhattans, With some guys from the wrong side of town. She was ready for action. One by one she shot them down. I knew she knew I was looking She hiked up her skirt. And looked at me with her cold blue eyes. She knew how much it hurt. She's too tough to love, She's too tough to love. She's too tough to love, She's too tough to love. She's too tough to love. (Bridge) She jumped into a taxi, And I slid through the door. As we sped down Forty-second Street We made love on the floor. We did it all through Brooklyn, We made a stop at Broad. And I jumped out at the Queensboro bridge, But I'll be back for more. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1986 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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She don't look at me What ever happened The way she used to look To my little turtle dove? She keep her nose What ever happened Inside a book To our nights of love? She don't say nothin' What ever happened? That I don't expect Ask the stars above I Throw her a smile Have you seen And I get nothin' back My little turtle dove What ever happened She sits in the window To my little turtle dove? Where the light comes in What ever happened Got somethin' jumpin' To our nights of love? In her skin What ever happened? She's always leavin' Ask the stars above If she ain't already gone Have you seen She's runnin' somewhere My little turtle dove All night long That old black crow he came around What ever happened He took my turtle dove to town To my little turtle dove? What ever happened With tricks and magic up his sleeve To our nights of love? He made my turtle dove believe What ever happened? What ever happened Ask the stars above To my little turtle dove? Have you seen What ever happened My little turtle dove? To our nights of love? Early in the morning What ever happened? You can hear her coo Ask the stars above Doin' things that a woman do Have you seen My little turtle dove Puttin' all her secrets in a paper box Like a baby safe I made her a nest From a hungry fox In a live oak tree Just big enough What ever happened For her and me To my little turtle dove? What ever happened Lies moved in To our nights of love? And brought mistrust Now there's no room What ever happened For all of us Ask the stars above Have you seen My little turtle dove Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I'm walkin' down King Street Oh, oh, oh___, oh, oh___, oh, oh___. My head in the smoke Oh, oh, oh___, oh, oh___, oh, oh___. It was a dream that woke me Oh, oh, oh___, oh, oh___, oh, oh___. A heart of stone that broke Oh, oh, oh___, oh, oh___, oh, oh___. (Repeat and fade) And the rain that falls is only right Take me under cover Be my secret lover Take me through the night Oh, oh, oh___, oh, oh___, oh, oh___. Under her dark glasses, Such a pretty girl. Wears a heart in her raincoat, On a string of pearls.. And the crooked smile she wears She hides from sight Take me under cover Be my secret lover Take me through the night Oh, oh, oh___, oh, oh___, oh, oh___. (Bridge) Take me under cover Be my secret lover Take me through the night I turn up my collar, Turn my back to the wind. I feel her inside me as the day begins, And the light that's in my eyes. Is much too bright Take me under cover Be my secret lover Take me through the night Be my secret girl Show your secret world Take me through the night Oh, oh, oh___, oh, oh___, oh, oh___. Words and music by Robert Hazard 1983 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Miles away in another world There lives a lonely little girl With her scrapbook pictures spread on the floor And her record machine she knows all the words In a little town in a little house she waits Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream, dream, dream, dream Down at the Sun Ray there's a kid who works With the radio on while his soul jerks Five o'clock he's gonna chuck in the towel Jump in his Chevy, head uptown He's got on his leather and his Marion Brando stare Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream, dream, dream Hey Mr. Roberts hear my complaint I told all the angels, I told a the saints Out on the hi-way I've seen the light Somebody's dying for a song tonight He wake got skimmed and he slipped right through their hands Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream, dream, dream Miles away in another world There lives a lonely little girl With her scrapbook pictures spread on the floor And her record machine she knows all the words In a little town in a little house she waits Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream, dream, dream Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream man Waiting for the dream, dream, dream Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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I can do anything I want on this stage I no longer feel like I live in a cage We can go out tonight And walk on the stars We can dance like we dance On Venus and Mars I'm talking to you Right from the heart You don't care I'm walking on air Walking on air Walking on air Walking on air We can feel any way we want today Hold on to your heart Or throw it away We can go on forever Or stop on a dime I can love you just once Or a thousand times I'm talkin' to you Out on the street We stop and stare I'm walking on air Walking on air Walking on air Walking on air Yes, the moon is a funny place Sometimes love is an empty space If I can't make it there I can play it anywhere (bridge) I can do anything I want on this stage I no longer feel like I live in a cage We can go out tonight And walk on the stars We can dance like we dance On Venus and Mars I'm talking to you Right from the heart You don't care I'm walking on air Walking on air Walking on air Walking on air I can do anything I want on this stage Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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It's been an endless summer. Lucy in a golden sky. We only watch and wonder, And as she flies. We fall just like heroes. Like trinkets on a chain. Like fifty below zero. Like candy in the rain. We fall________________, We fall________________. Do you walk on gilded splinters? No fear, no pain, no doubt. Here comes the long, cold winter. There's no way out. We fall just like heroes. Like trinkets on a chain. Like fifty below zero. Like candy in the rain. We fall________________, We fall________________. (Bridge) When we stand tall. Like gods on the wall. Like nothing can touch us at all. We fall________________, We fall_____ (Just like heroes), We fall___________________, We fall_____ (Just like heroes), We fall___________________, We fall________________, We fall________________, Words and music by Robert Hazard 1998 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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You stand at the beach in a dress With the breeze in your hair I'm walkin' in the sun And you'll be there I know what to do Well be down Erie town Pullin' up at the bar Watchin' all the stars come down Just like the stars I wish I'd cruised When dreams come When dreams come When dreams come true When dreams come When dreams come When dreams come true I'll be with you When dreams come When dreams come When dreams come true When dreams come When dreams come When dreams come true I'll be with you It's a fact that tipped the hats Silver dollars will roll Here's a big black Cadillac Struttin' out of the cold So, what's new? When dreams come When dreams come When dreams come true When dreams come When dreams come When dreams come true When dreams come When dreams come When dreams come true When dreams come When dreams come When dreams come true I'll be with you Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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There's a road in the sand, through the sugar cane There's a house that stands in the sun and rain Where the old man sits many the ships go by He never did get out. He never even tried That's a whole lot of water, more than I can cry A whole lot of water in the old man's eyes Me and Sarah K., we grew up untamed In the bright blue sky, in the hurricanes Like two boats that sail, tryin' to break free From the prison walls of the deep blue sea That's a whole lot of water, more than I can cry A whole lot of water in my baby's eyes I never been no slave to no history book And ev'ry fish I caught I let it off the hook So I paint the shapes of the sea and sky And I teach my hand to obey my eye That's a whole lot of water, more than I can cry A whole lot of water in the young man's eyes Well as ships come in to the old town pier I would sell my soul and my pictures there Rich lady said "boy, they're not half bad" Told me she could sell ev'rything I had That's a whole lot of water, more than I can cry A whole lot of water could have passed me by So I packed my bags, and I hit New York And I learned to swim in a pool of sharks All the city lights took away my breath And when a cold wind blew I nearly caught my death That's a whole lot of water, more than I can cry A whole lot of water, more than money buys Now I dream sometimes, me and Sarah K. Sail into the sun out on Old Cruz Bay With an ice cold beer rolled across my brow I would give anything if I could be there now That's a whole lot of water, more than I can cry A whole lot of water to the other side Now the bright green leaf has turned to brown In a crimson streak of the sun gone down Oh the pale blue skies fade away to white And it all dissolves in the black of night That's a whole lot of water, more than I can cry A whole lot of water in a young man's eyes That's a whole lot of water, more than I can cry A whole lot of water and I'm runnin' dry Words and music by Robert Hazard 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Does it do for you when you go to the store And you buy all those clothes What does it make you feel when you dream at night About the things that you own What does it do for you when a car pulls up And the lights go on What does it say to you that makes your knees grow weak And your heart beat strong Who's got the magic touch, that slows you down And makes you rush And holds you back, and shakes you up Who's got what it takes to Make you, got what it takes to make you, got what it takes to Make you you've got what it takes Who's got what it takes Who's got what it takes Where do you go at night when your cabbies tired And your clock winds down What do you see at night when there's nowhere to go In this tired old town How does it make you feel when the corner boys They got nothin' to say But you can't write home about the things that you do And there's no place to play But does it make you feel, it holds you down It makes you rush And it slows you down, and it shakes you up It's got what it takes now Make you, got what it takes to Make you, got what it takes to Make you who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? If I hold you I might break through, it's got what it takes to (bridge) Where do you go at night? What could he say to you? How does it make you feel when your knees grow weak And your heart beat strong Who's got the magic touch, that slows you down And makes you rush And holds you back, and shakes you up Who's got what it takes to Make you, got what it takes to make you, who's got what it takes to Make you, who's got what it takes to Make you, got what You've got what it takes Got what it takes to Who's got what it takes to make you, who's got what it takes to Make you Who's got what it takes Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? If I told you I might break through Make you, who's got what it takes to make you Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Who's got what it takes? Words and music by Robert Hazard 1988 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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The bear is on the rampage The sky is full of smoke The moose is on the loose Can't tell the forest from the trees Better batten down the cabin door The D.E.C. is bogged down Watch your little red caboose In the mud up to its knees 'Cause it's wild out there And it's wild out there It's wild out there Yeah, man it's wild out there The wolf is on the doorstep When there's trouble over paradise And the rabbit's runnin' scared You can smell it in the air It's wild out there And it's wild out there The eagle's on the mountain They're buildin' cars in Detroit The fish is in the brook With no regard or shame There's crazy people in them hills There's poison in my water Man, I could write a book And clouds of acid rain And it's wild out there It's wild out there It's wild out there Oh, yeah, it's wild out there They got pepper in their hiking boots Progress and prosperity And flowers in their hair Sure make a pretty pair And it's wild out there And it's wild out there We crawled in to the pup tent The bluegrass boys are pickin' Thought up something lewd There's lightnin' in the woods The ranger snuck up in the night They never took a lesson And caught us in the nude But man, they all sure play good And it's wild out there And they're wild out there Yeah, baby, it's wild out there Them boys are wild out there Peace is getting' hard to find And there ain't no education Free love's getting' rare Like that cold, clean mountain fare And it's wild out there And it's wild out there The rich man took his money Grandpa's in the woodshed And threw it in a lake With his secret magazines He cried himself a river Little sister's smokin' locoweed And now the dam's about to break And drinkin' kerosene You know, it's wild out there She's goin' wild out there It's getting' wild out there Oh, brother, it's wild out there He was given all God had to give Grandma's got an outboard motor But took more than his share On her rockin' chair And it's wild out there And it's wild out there I jumped into my Hummer Oh, baby, it's wild out there I four-wheeled out of town It's wild out there Now I'm out here at the crossroads And it's wild out there I believe I'm sinkin' down Mmm, hmm, mmm, hmm You know it's wild out there Hmm, hmm, hmm Ho, man, it's wild out there Hmm, hmm, hmm On the rocky road to heaven Crowds of people everywhere And it's wild out there Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |
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Time is wastin' Hooked a rainbow It's time to move He's jumpin' for the sky Day is breakin' He's pullin' me along With the early morning news I've never been so high Eggs 'n bacon 'Til he gave in Big pile of hash And he gave up The river's waitin' I set him free I can see that silver flash I wished him well I wished him luck Pack up my gear Start up the truck (Bridge) Stick with me baby Wish me well You know I love you Wish me luck You know I always will When you lay sleepin' Take a dirt road Up there on the hill I walk a mile flat Nest of bluebirds No other angel Singin' in my hat Has come along Who can sing to me I feel so light The way you sing our song I might drift away If I get lost 'Til lighting strikes Then I have found my way And I get struck Stick with me baby Walk on water Wish me well Dive like a duck Wish me luck Stick with me baby Wish me well Time is wastin' Wish me luck It's time to move Day is breakin' Chasin' daydreams With the early morning news Down a riverbed Black flies buzzin' Eggs 'n bacon All around my head Big cup of mud Anticipation Like a river in my blood 'Til lighting strikes And I get struck Stick with me baby Wish me well Wish me luck Words and music by Robert Hazard (c) 2004 Heroic Music (ASCAP) |