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2004-03-31 08:07:32 ET Bagging the peak crossin the line topping the hill and seeing the view these are the times I think about you and the past and my life To find your center you've got to leave yourself behind.
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This one's for my punk-rockin' girlfriend. | |
2004-03-31 08:02:23 ET You've got your mother in a whirl She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's go out tonight You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they're playing hard You want more and you want it fast They put you down, they say I'm wrong You tacky thing, you put them on Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so! Don't ya? Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so! You've torn your dress, your face is a mess You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test You've got your transmission and your live wire You got your cue line and a handful of ludes You wanna be there when they count up the dudes And I love your dress You're a juvenile success Because your face is a mess So how could they know? I said, how could they know? So what you wanna know Calamity's child, Where'd you wanna go? What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too 'Cause you've torn your dress And your face is a mess Ooo, your face is a mess Ooo, ooo, so how could they know? Eh, eh, how could they know? - David Bowie |
The World Ain't Slowin Down | |
2004-03-25 16:43:41 ET I found you sitting on a suitcase crying Beneath my feet, I feel the rumble of a subway train I laugh out loud, 'cause it's the one thing I hadn't been trying The train came in breathless, The passangers restless You say, "Baby, you'll never change" You gotta get gone, you gotta get going Hey, the world ain't slowing down for no one It's a carnival callin out to you It sounds like a song, Hits you like scripture You paint the picture With colors squeezed from your hand Weren't you the kid Who just climbed on the merry-go-round Hey look, the world ain't slowing down Hey, hey, the world ain't slowing down Hey, hey... Out on the sidewalk, Pigeons do the moonwalk I'll be dancing like Fred Astaire The lampposts are rockin, The whole town's talkin Like a fool in a barber's chair And I get the sensation, The joy and fustration Like being caught by a tropical rain. Freedom can move you, When there's no place to run to It feels just like no one cares. You gotta get gone, you gotta get going Hey the world ain't slowin down for no one It's a carnival callin out to you (it's callin out to you) It sounds like a song, Hits you like scripture You paint the picture With colors squeezed from your hand Weren't you the kid Who just climbed on the merry-go-round Hey look, the world ain't slowin down Hey, hey, the world ain't slowing down Hey, hey... You packed up all your handbags, Throwing off the sandbags I let go and you stepped free I didn't want to loose you You said, "You didn't choose to, It's just how your karma came." But thanks for the vision, And the twenty-twenty wisdom It hit me like a south-bound train You gotta get gone, you gotta get going Hey the world ain't slowin down for no one It's a carnival callin out to you (it's callin out to you) It sounds like a song, Hits you like scripture You paint the picture With colors squeezed from your hand Weren't you the kid Who just climbed on the merry-go-- Weren't you the kid Who just climbed on the merry-go-- Weren't you the kid Who just climbed on the merry-go-round Hey look, the world ain't slowin down Hey, hey, the world ain't slowin down Hey, hey, it's a big, blue world It's a big, blue world Ridin' on a big, blue world - Ellis Paul
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I've been living here for 7 months, I just found this out. | |
2004-03-22 03:26:30 ET Rude Vibrations - Ska beat to make you move your feet. 91.3FM, Bethlehem, PA
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2004-03-17 15:52:21 ET Philadelphia snowflakes falling, dancing it's like poetry |
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