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FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE
1984
What’s the secret, it’s almost law
I’ve heard what you got to say, on TV before
All around me, they’re moving on
I’m stuck here for what seems way too long
You think I’ll see my day
Is that what you want to say
But in the thick of the night
You truly feel I’m losing my sight
No, I’m not gonna do this…
For the rest of my life
I’ve been watching, you’ve got the feeling
That itch, that urge, that thought of leaving
I can’t help it, so go on ahead
Don’t worry I’ve been there before, alone in bed
So you think I’ll see my day
Is that what you want to say
But in the thick of the fight
You truly think I’m losing my sight
No, I’m not gonna do this…
For the rest of my life
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WHERE DO YOU GO FROM HERE?
1986
You’ve been sliding across society for a long time now
You’ve bucked the bulls on wall street
You’ve slummed with the bums on canal street
You’ve lived the nouvo-riche
You’ve eaten their spinach quiche
Your friends, your enemies, they’re both the same
They’re just people you’re running through time with
So get down off your horse and take the blame
Quit hiding your lies, quit taking the fifth, think
Where, do you go from here ?
To be a good and honest guy, aint so simple in this world now
They make the rules, you break ‘em
If you don’t know the lines, you fake ‘em
You got to think twice before you trust
Or wind up dead over careless lust
You try to understand the pieces of the puzzle
But each piece you find, just contradicts the other
You can’t make them fit man, you’re having so much trouble
Making it all work, putting it together
Where, do you go from here?
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ANOTHER LOG
02:56
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ANOTHER LOG
You look at me
I look at you
You’re driving me crazy
But to you I’m nothing new
You’re in my dreams
I’m just in your way
You keep ending the game
That I still want to play
(chorus)
Throw another log on the fire
Watch me burn up inside with desire
Throw another log on the fire
And watch me burn away
Burn away
You try to get away
I follow behind
I don’t know what to say
Just that you’re being unkind
I’m a foolish boy
You’re a girl that’s been around
I feel like a toy
That you keep tossing on the ground
(chorus)
But I still look at you
And you lead me in
To that feeling so blue
That keeps burning me up, burning me up
Burning
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DANCE AND SING
03:48
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DON’T LAY DOWN
1985
Modern problems in the modern world
Do they stand up to old fashion remedies?
Can you guess what’s going on?
Has it been programmed into memory?
(chorus) When you go running for that open door
After you bought up everything in the store
And you still haven’t got
What you came here for
You better start to
Dance and sing man, do anything man
Dance and sing but don’t lay down, not you
Dance and sing man, show them your thing man
Dance and sing, but don’t lay down, not you
Sow them a thing or two
With a flip of a page in the daily rag
You see what’s hip today turn obsolete
And the time it takes to draw another drag
You missed the bus; there it goes on down the street
(chorus)
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IN LOVE ALL ALONE
03:42
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IN LOVE ALL ALONE
I was just feeling
Like a bum on the subway
God knows what I did
To keep my seat and stay
Wherever I went
I’d hear the awful pain
Down on your knee’s boy
I’d say, oh please Mr.
I can’t take it again
(chorus)
So, don’t hang up
When you hear my voice
On your telephone
Stay close to me
Don’t let me be
In love all alone
I read the book
My life fits the story
Up to the part
Where the hero, gets the glory
Like a cartoonist
Poking fun at reality
I think of you and see
What I’m doing here
Aint all that funny
(chorus)
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LYING UNDER COVER
03:31
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LYING UNDER COVER
1982
Two is company,
Three is a crowd
Well one aint enough
When the music’s so loud
Friends to the left
Lovers to the right
I’m standing in the middle
With no escape in sight
I’m lying under cover, you can’t believe a word I say
Everything happens
At three in the morning
When the air is cool
And the stars are shining
It took too long
For me to realize
And now it’s too late
For me to compromise
When I’m lying under cover, you can’t believe a word I say
Ooo, I don’t like the games I have to play
Ooo, I wish it wouldn’t be that way
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INSANE
03:38
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INSANE
1985
Don’t hand me that insanity line
Even though it works on them most of the time
Of course there’s something wrong with your head
For you to take a gun and shoot that girl dead, they say you were
(chorus) Insane, you didn’t know what you were doing
Insane, you were someone else back then they say you were
Not to blame, you’re a sick human being
Insane, you won’t do it again
You talk to yourself, stand around unaware
And tell the doctor you don’t remember, you swear
They give you pills to keep the meanness away
Pat you on the head and let you out to play, they say you are
(chorus) Just watch him now
Now it don’t take long, we see you’re at it again
Doing something bad and they haul you back in
You go see your shrink and you you’re out the door
There’s nothing we can do, ‘cause it’s the law, that say’s you are
(chorus)
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TOO BAD
03:33
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TOO BAD
1982
Why don’t I just put a ring through my nose?
Change my style, change my clothes
It’s such a shame this love of mine
Makes me want to go and commit a terrible crime
Well that’s just too bad
They keep on telling me
I keep my head in hand
That’s just too bad
Got to get over this is just too bad for me.
I told my brain, hey why don’t you take a walk
Go find another for your ego to stalk
I can’t get my rocker to roll no more
I can’t get my soul, to quit lying there dead on the floor
Well that’s just too bad…
When that wagon rolls in, I keep on boarding it
The price goes up and I keep on paying it
My world keeps spinning but who the hell is turning it
I go to church and I keep on praying
But that man upstairs, he keeps on saying
Well that’s just too bad…
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LET ME HAVE A QUARTER
03:45
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LET ME HAVE A QUARTER
At ten pm, five little gypsies
Down from the Martinique
Make their way, from that welfare cage
To the money pit Penn Station
See our future, begging and stealing
Running wild like dogs
The beat cop says, we’re zoo keepers here
It’s a sorry situation
(chorus)
Hey man, let me have a quarter…
Hear the children sing
Toss them out, like a pair of old shoes
Bounce them from bed to bed
A desperate band, these urban nomads
Street kids of the big city
When you’re hungry your values change fast
Don’t blame the child that commits the crime
Hear their cries, oh, city fathers
May your system have pity
(chorus)
It’s an all-night theatre where the weirdos roam
An all night stand off
For the New York generation
It’s an under-world exploit or be exploited
Ride the down bound train
With a ticket to no destination
(chorus)
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BACK THEN
03:58
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BACK THEN
I remember the not too distant past
I was still a kid in school
And my soul embraced the sky
Everything was like on fire
And it made my small world shine
As it burned and slowly died
(chorus)
Every dream was precious
Every passion and every sigh
Every dream was precious…
Back then
Tender lessons in the facts of life
That she gave me on our time
They would always slip away
Life took place within my dreams
And my eyes were wet with tears
As the sun went up each day
(chorus)
How I wish I could stay young
Just the same old kid in school
With a soul to hug the sky
All I want is another red hot dream
And to care just how it feels
Without ever knowing why
(chorus)
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Doug Martines New York, New York
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