OK all you SYD members, I've got a question for you. Concerning Grace Jones' song "Victor Should Have Been a Jazz Musician" on her album "Inside Story", I always presumed that this was a tribute to Victor Feldman. Does anyone know if this is the case?

For what it's worth, I asked a similar question about Stevie Wonder's song "Sir Duke". The lyrics go: "There's Basie, Miller, Satchmo (spelling?) and the king of all Sir Duke". Most of the names are easy, but I long puzzled about Miller. All I could come up with was Glenn Miller, but he didn't seem to fit as all the others were jazz artists and he was big band. But SYD members came thru and let me know it was indeed Glenn Miller.

I'm hoping that will happen again and someone with more knowledge than I can resolve this question about Miss Jones and Mr Feldman.

I'm not sure it's great, but it's funny:

PooPoo PeePee, Penis and Vagina,
Women with dicks and weak men with vaginas,
so fucking delicate like mommy's fine china,
If you have complaints please wait your turn and line up!
I got a message for these little fags trynna
be a mommy's boy and a teachers pet, pimple face, asswipe, looking like they just had a gyne-cologist
Stick five fingers in your ass, no lube.
So what'cha gonna do?
If you're number one, shove it up your ass and make it number 2. (Ooo)
Ladies getting mad in the comments, and I'm hearing it
You think it was a typo with these red lines and periods. (OoOoOoo)
Ha Ha no comma, bitches with their self esteem get out of the sauna.
My shit lies in the sewers, closing the hatch,
I only joke about diseases and reference that only you can catch. (Ew, oh my god.)
And if you think you're fucking grown up, keep breathing heavy with your keyboard and fedora.
Hands around your dick with the kung-fu grip, stroking back and forth to My Little Pony clips bitch.
Go outside and ride a bike or something,
And get laughed at by kids to remind you that you are NOTHING!
And then, get hit by every car or truck that ever passes,
Your life flashes before your eyes! Oh wait it's your Google Glasses.
Never mind faggot, just pick your ass up and take you to the closest sign faggot,
I'm not done yet, you get up and you go home,
Sit at your computer and open up Google Chrome,
And then look at tutorials oh how to hang yourself at home.
And then you can hang yourself.
Is-Is that the end of the story?
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, No son.

Kill yourself, please please kill yourself,
You should really kill yourselves. (x2)

I got a little bit of that anal cream for your asshole.

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Food for Thought - UB40

Ivory Madonna dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna coming from the west.
Barren is her bosom, empty as her eyes,
Death a certain harvest scattered from the skies.

Skin and bones is creeping, doesn't know he's dead.
Ancient eyes are peeping, from his infant head.
Politicians argue sharpening their knives.
Drawing up their bargains, trading baby lives.

Ivory madonna dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna coming from the west.

Hear the bells are ringing, Christmas on it's way.
Hear the angels singing, what is that they say?
Eat and drink rejoicing, joy is here to stay.
Jesus son of Mary is born again today.

Ivory Madonna dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna coming from the west.
Ivory Madonna dying in the dust,
Waiting for the manna coming from the west.

"Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood"

B@by, do you understand me now
Sometimes I feel a little mad
But don't you know that no one alive
Can always be an angel
When things go wrong I seem to be bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

B@by, sometimes I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
And sometimes it seems that all I have do is worry
Then you're bound to see my other side
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy I want you to know
That I never mean to take it out on you
Life has it's problems and I get my share
And that's one thing I never meant to do
Because I love you
Oh, Oh, Oh b@by don't you know I'm human
Have thoughts like any other one
Sometimes I find myself long regretting
Some foolish thing some little simple thing I've done
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Here's a great blyes/soul /country fusion. Sung by the incomparable "big deaf McLittle "
Oh you take Mao Tse tungsten ass
It is a total gas
I'll take Hitler bum
Then drink a glass of rum
Very catchy tune!

CHATTANOOGA CHOO-CHOO by Harry Warren (music) and Mack Gordon (lyrics)

Hi there Tex
What you say?
Step aside partners
Its my day.
Bend an ear
And listen to my version,
Of a really solid
Tennessee excursion.

Pardon me, boy,
Is that the Chattanooga Choo-Choo?
Track 29
Oh, you can give me a shine.

Can you afford
To board
The Chattanooga Choo-Choo?
I got my fare
And just a trifle to spare.

You leave the Pennsylvania station
'bout a quarter to four.
Read a magazine
And then you're in Baltimore.
Dinner in the diner,
Nothing could be finer
Than to have your ham and eggs
In Carolina.

When you hear the whistle blowing
Eight to the bar,
Then you know that Tennessee
Is not very far.
Shovel all the coal in
Got to keep her rollin'
Whoa Whoa! Chattanooga
There you are.

There's gonna be
A certain party
At the station.
Satin and lace,
I used to call funny face.

She's gonna cry
Until I tell her that
I'll never roam,
So Chattanooga Choo-Choo,
won't you choo-choo me home?

Chattanooga Choo-Choo!

* * * *

Performed by the much-mourned Glenn Miller and his Orchestra with vocals by Tex Beneke and the Modernaires in the 1941 film "Sun Valley Serenade" and you can see this on youtube, and Glenn and orchestra performing "I Know Why", also by Warren and Gordon, in the same film. Also in the "Chattanooga Choo-Choo" sequence, there is some truly amazing tap dancing from Dorothy Dandridge and the Nicholas Brothers, two athletic Negroes who really were brothers. Fabulous!

Waters of chaos
Have invaded all space
The flood on earth again
I have to find the whales
That once did guide us
To dry lands of life
I won't despair
I'll break this dark all around.

Under the heavy sea
I'll search the flight of whales.

Beneath the seas I searched
And had a different view
Of us on earth:
The sinking ship of men
But it's beyond the stars
I found the place
Where they were
And they finally came to light.

Over the winds
They dwell in light
Like the arrow in the sky
I found myself on higher grounds
From up here
For I see them in flight.

Now I can see the whales
Looming out of the dark
Like arrows in the sky
I can't believe my eyes
But it's true.

Huge tunnel ends in light
Like banks of clouds they gather
See massive shape of flesh
Swimming giants in the clear
The mightiest comes to me
I'm on the wing, wide open
They teach me how to fly
Slowly moving in the air.

They dance.

So much told with no words at all
Powerful presence for only speech
Breath.

Over the winds
They dwell in light

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see Armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will.
I sure could use a vacation from this

Bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A.
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona Bay.

Fret for your figure and
Fret for your latte and
Fret for your lawsuit and
Fret for your hairpiece and
Fret for your Prozac and
Fret for your pilot and
Fret for your contract and
Fret for your car.

It's a bullshit three ring circus sideshow of freaks

Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A.
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
Learn to swim, I'll see you down in Arizona Bay.

Some say a comet will fall from the sky.
Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves.
Followed by fault lines that cannot sit still.
Followed by millions of dumbfounded dip shits.

Some say the end is near.
Some say we'll see Armageddon soon.
I certainly hope we will cause
I sure could use a vacation from this

Stupid shit, silly shit, stupid shit...

One great big festering neon distraction,
I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied.

Learn to swim. [3x]

Mom's gonna fix it all soon.
Mom's comin' round to put it back the way it ought to be.

Learn to swim.

Fuck L Ron Hubbard and
Fuck all his clones.
Fuck all these gun-toting
Hip gangster wannabes.

Learn to swim.

Fuck retro anything.
Fuck your tattoos.
Fuck all you junkies and
Fuck your short memory.

Learn to swim.

Fuck smiley glad-hands
With hidden agendas.
Fuck these dysfunctional,
Insecure actresses.

Learn to swim.

Cause I'm praying for rain
And I'm praying for tidal waves
I wanna see the ground give way.
I wanna watch it all go down.
Mom, please flush it all away.
I wanna see it go right in and down.
I wanna watch it go right in.
Watch you flush it all away.

Time to bring it down again.
Don't just call me pessimist.
Try and read between the lines.

I can't imagine why you wouldn't
Welcome any change, my friend.

I wanna see it all come down.
Bring it down
Suck it down.
Flush it down.

I KNOW WHY by Harry Warren (music) and Mack Gordon (lyrics)


Why do robins sing in December
Long before the springtime is due?
And even though its snowing
Violets are growing,
I know why and so do you.

Why do breezes sigh every evening
Whispering your name as they do?
And why have I the feeling
Stars are on my ceiling?
I know why and so do you.

When you smile at me
I hear gypsy violins,
When you dance with me
I'm in heaven when the music begins.

I can see the sun when its raining,
Hiding every cloud from my view.
And why do I see rainbows
When you're in my arms?
I know why and so do you -
I know why - and so do you.

* * * *

This beautiful and very under-rated song was performed by the Glenn Miller Orchestra in the 1941 film "Sun Valley Serenade". Lynn Bari did the vocals but before the film was released, her singing was dumped and a singer named Paula Kelly was brought in to dub the song so you only see Lynn mouthing the words. Both Lynn and Glenn Miller were reportedly "furious" that this happened. You do, of course, see Glenn himself who is still missing, by the way

Oh your red scarf matches your eyes
You closed your cover before striking
Your father had the ship fitter blues
Loving you has made me bananas
Oh you cut your finger that evening
While buttering a scone
I asked the waiter for iodine
But I dined all alone

This great jazz lyric was written by the great Miller Redmond, and sung by the incomparable big ricky Smythe. The orchestra was, of course, the wandering happy jazz jazzers. The album is a gas!

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Doors – The Crystal Ship Lyrics


Before you slip into unconsciousness
I'd like to have another kiss
Another flashing chance at bliss
Another kiss, another kiss

The days are bright and filled with pain
Enclose me in your gentle rain
The time you ran was too insane
We'll meet again, we'll meet again

Oh tell me where your freedom lies
The streets are fields that never die
Deliver me from reasons why
You'd rather cry, I'd rather fly

The crystal ship is being filled
A thousand girls, a thousand thrills
A million ways to spend your time
When we get back, I'll drop a line

Last week on BBC Radio 2's "Sounds of the 60s", Bobbie Gentry's UK no. 1 from 1969 "I'll Never Fall In Love Again" was featured with music by Burt Bacharach and lyrics by Hal David. My maternal grandmother hated: "what do you get when you kiss a guy? You get enough germs to catch pneumonia, after you do he'll never phone yer". Could never imagine Noel Coward nor Ivor Novello coming up with a lyric and a rhyme like that!!!

Easy skanking, skanking it easy
Easy skanking, skanking it slow
Easy skanking, skanking it easy
Easy skanking, skanking it slow

Excuse me while I light my spliff (spliff)
Good God I gotta' take a lift (lift)
From reality I just can't drift (drift)
That's why I am staying with this riff (riff)

Take it easy, easy skanking
Got to take it easy, easy skanking
Take it easy, easy skanking
Got to take it easy, easy skanking

See we're taking it easy
We're taking it slow
We're taking it easy
Got to take it slow,

So take it easy, easy skanking,
Take it easy, easy skanking
Take it easy skanking
Take it easy shanking

Excuse me while I light my spliff
Oh God I gotta take a lift
From reality I just can't drift
That's why I'm staying with this riff

Take it easy, taking it easy
Got to take it easy, taking it slow
Take it easy, taking it easy
Skanking take it easy, taking it slow

Tell you what, herb for my wine
Honey for my strong drink
Herb for my wine, honey for my strong drink

I'll take it easy, taking it easy
Skankers take it easy, skanking it slow
Take, it easy, taking it easy
Take it easy, skanking it slow
Take it easy, skanking it easy
Oh oh, skanking it slow
A little bit easier, taking it easy
Skanky take it easy, skanking it slow
Take it easy, take it easy, take it easy, take it easy

Oh your sweet little lies
Oh your sweet little lies
I can hear when I hold you close to me
When I look in your eyes
I see through your disguise
What I see is an only lonely void
And I can see hell in your eyes

Cause you're drowning inside
Those fake tears that you cried
As I claw my way from your tragedy
Emptiness is your bride
Arrogance is your pride
I won't drown in another's misery
And you won't pull me down to die

No!
Stuck in this prison with a **** I loved
Stuck in this prison with the memories of...
Another time, when music's all that we had
Bonded by anger and addictions, so glad
Always together but no words are spoken
This is the sound of a friendship broken
Trapped and climbing up the walls
How the fuck do I get out of these pitfalls?

And you say that life is just a game and
Everyone who plays is just a pawn
And shame on me it went so long
How could I've been so wrong?
I've forever gone, colder
If life is just a game then
Game over

Dreaming of choking someone I used to know
Strangling the negativity that they sow
Resent has now become the face in the mask
That plays upon a bitter two-man cast
Go find somebody else to blame your problems
Trying to fuck me, because you can't solve them
Stop! You never gave a shit
We almost fucking quit, because how much you hated it

Oh your sweet little lies
Oh your sweet little lies
I can hear when I hold you close to me
When I look in your eyes
I see through your disguise
What I see is an only lonely void
And I can see hell in your eyes

Cause you're drowning inside
Those fake tears that you cried
As I claw my way from your tragedy
Emptiness is your bride
Arrogance is your pride
I won't drown in another's misery
And you won't pull me down to die

No!
Stuck in this prison with a **** I loved
Stuck in this prison with the memories of...
Another time, when music's all that we had
Bonded by anger and addictions, so glad
Always together but no words are spoken
This is the sound of a friendship broken
Trapped and climbing up the walls
How the fuck do I get out of these pitfalls?

And you say that life is just a game and
Everyone who plays is just a pawn
And shame on me it went so long
How could I've been so wrong?
I've forever gone, colder
If life is just a game then
Game over

For as long as you're alive
I'll curse your worthless name

On the day
On the day of your demise
Unburied and left for the flies
Believe me that I will piss upon your grave
Forgiveness may greet me on someday
But I'll never forget all this pain
Let there be no mistake
This is not a game!

Oh your sweet little lies
Oh your sweet little lies
I can hear when I hold you close to me
When I look in your eyes
I see through your disguise
What I see is an only lonely void

Cause you're drowning inside
Those fake tears that you cried
As I claw my way from your tragedy
Emptiness is your bride
Arrogance is your pride
I won't drown in another's misery
Forever this friendship has died

No!
And you say that life is just a game and
Everyone who plays is just a pawn
And shame on me it went so long
How could I've been so wrong?
I've forever gone, colder
If life is just a game then
Game over
Game over
(Game over)

Ooh, yeah! All right!
We're jammin':
I wanna jam it wid you.
We're jammin', jammin',
And I hope you like jammin', too.

Ain't no rules, ain't no vow, we can do it anyhow:
I'n'I will see you through,
'Cos everyday we pay the price with a little sacrifice,
Jammin' till the jam is through.

We're jammin' -
To think that jammin' was a thing of the past;
We're jammin',
And I hope this jam is gonna last.

No bullet can stop us now, we neither beg nor we won't bow;
Neither can be bought nor sold.
We all defend the right; Jah - Jah ch.ildren must unite:
Your life is worth much more than gold.

We're jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin')
And we're jammin' in the name of the Lord;
We're jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin'),
We're jammin' right straight from Yah.

Yeh! Holy Mount Zion;
Holy Mount Zion:
Jah sitteth in Mount Zion
And rules all creation.

Yeah, we're - we're jammin' (wotcha-wa),
Wotcha-wa-wa-wa, we're jammin' (wotcha-wa),
See, I wanna jam it wid you
We're jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin')
I'm jammed: I hope you're jammin', too.

Jam's about my pride and truth I cannot hide
To keep you satisfied.
True love that now exist is the love I can't resist,
So jam by my side.

We're Jammin' (jammin', jammin', jammin'), yeah-eah-eah!
I wanna jam it wid you.
We're jammin', we're jammin', we're jammin', we're jammin',
We're jammin', we're jammin', we're jammin', we're jammin';
Hope you like jammin', too.
We're jammin', we're jammin' (jammin'),
We're jammin', we're jammin' (jammin').
I wanna (I wanna jam it wid you) - I wanna -
I wanna jam wid you now.
Jammin', jammin' (hope you like jammin' too).
Eh-eh! I hope you like jammin', I hope you like jammin',
'Cause (I wanna jam it wid you). I wanna ... wid you.
I like - I hope you - I hope you like jammin', too.
I wanna jam it;
I wanna jam it.

There's perfect harmony
In the rising and the falling of the sea
And as we sail along
I never fail to be astounded by
The things we'll do for promises
And a song

We are the innocent
We are the damned
We were caught in the middle of the madness
Hunted by the lion and the lamb

We bring you fantasy
We bring you pain
It's your one great chance for a miracle
Or we will disappear never to be seen again

And all the fools sailed away
All the fools sailed away
Sailed away

We bring you beautiful
We teach you sin
We can give you a piece of the universe
Or we will disappear never to return again

And all the fools sailed away
All the fools sailed away
All the fools sailed away
They sailed away
Sailed away

And as we drift along
I never fail to be astounded by
The things we'll do for promises
And a song

We are the innocent
We cut, we bleed
We're your one great chance for a miracle
And a miracle is something you need

They'll take your diamonds
And then give you steel
You'll be caught in the middle of the madness
Just lost like them, part of all the pain they feel, yeah

And all the fools sailed away
All the fools sailed away
All the fools sailed away
Leaving nothing, nothing more to say
All the fools sailed away

They say you're beautiful
And they'll always let you in
But doors are never open
To the **** without a trace of sin
Sail away

Your man on the road, he doing promo
You said keep our business on the low-low
I'm just tryna get you out the friend zone
'Cause you look even better than the photos
I can't find your house, send me the info
Driving through the gated residential
Found out I was coming, sent your friends home
Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know

I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah

I only fuck you when it's half past five
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe

I'ma let you know and keep it simple
Tryna keep it up, don't seem so simple
I just fucked two bitches 'fore I saw you
You gon' have to do it at my tempo
Always tryna send me off to rehab
Drugs start to feeling like it's decaf
I'm just tryna live life for the moment
And all these motherfuckers want a real love

I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah

I only fuck you when it's half past five
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe

Hills have eyes, the hills have eyes
Who are you to judge, who are you to judge?
Hide your lies, girl, hide your lies
Only you to trust, only you

I only call you when it's half past five
The only time that I'll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah

I only fuck you when it's half past five
The only time I'd ever call you mine
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me
When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe

What about love? What about love?

I watched the 2016 Grammy Awards last night, I almost forgot how much I love some good ol' FUNK!

"Brick House"


She's a brick house
Mighty might just lettin' it all hang out
She's a brick house
The lady's stacked and that's a fact,
ain't holding nothing back.

She's a brick house
She's the one, the only one,
who's built like a am-a-ka-zon
We're together everybody knows,
and here's how the story goes.

She knows she got everything
a woman needs to get a man, yeah.
How can she lose with what she use
36-24-36, what a winning hand!

She's a brick house
Mighty might just lettin' it all hang out
She's a brick house
The lady's stacked and that's a fact,
ain't holding nothing back.

The clothes she wears, the sexy ways,
make an old man wish for younger days
She knows she's built and knows how to please
Sure enough to knock a man to his knees

She's a brick house
Mighty might just lettin' it all hang out
She's a brick house
The lady's stacked and that's a fact,
ain't holding nothing back.

Shake it down, shake it down now
Shake it down, shake it down now
Shake it down, shake it down now
Shake it down, shake it down now

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

This is a song that has been recorded in many different genres, by many different artists.


"Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood"

Baby, do you understand me now
Sometimes I feel a little mad
But don't you know that no one alive
Can always be an angel
When things go wrong I seem to be bad
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Baby, sometimes I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
And sometimes it seems that all I have do is worry
Then you're bound to see my other side
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy I want you to know
That I never mean to take it out on you
Life has it's problems and I get my share
And that's one thing I never meant to do
Because I love you
Oh, Oh baby don't you know I'm human
Have thoughts like any other one
Sometimes I find myself long regretting
Some foolish thing some little simple thing I've done
But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
Yes, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good
Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood
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Thank you, milesbferry, for your reminder!

I could just pretend that you love me
The night would lose all sense of fear
But why do I need you to love me
When you can not hold what I hold dear

The Midnight Special

Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring
And they march you to the table to see the same old thing
Ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan
But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man

[Chorus:]
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me
Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin' light on me

Yonder come miss Rosie, how in the world did you know?
By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand
She come to see the gov'nor, she wants to free her man

[Chorus]

If you're ever in Houston, well, you better do the right
You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all
Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down
The next thing you know, boy, Oh! You're prison bound

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

Die schöne Müllerin has always been one of my favorite songs. I like best the version by Dietrich Fischer Dieskau. only registered users can see external links
It's a bit long but it's worth listening to its entirety. Very uplifting indeed.

Die Schöne Mullerin


1. Das Wandern

Das Wandern ist des Müllers Lust,
Das Wandern!
Das muß ein schlechter Müller sein,
Dem niemals fiel das Wandern ein,
Das Wandern.

Vom Wasser haben wir's gelernt,
Vom Wasser!
Das hat nicht Rast bei Tag und Nacht,
Ist stets auf Wanderschaft bedacht,
Das Wasser.

Das sehn wir auch den Rädern ab,
Den Rädern!
Die gar nicht gerne stille stehn,
Die sich mein Tag nicht müde drehn,
Die Räder.

Die Steine selbst, so schwer sie sind,
Die Steine!
Sie tanzen mit den muntern Reihn
Und wollen gar noch schneller sein,
Die Steine.

O Wandern, Wandern, meine Lust,
O Wandern!
Herr Meister und Frau Meisterin,
Laßt mich in Frieden weiterziehn
Und wandern.

2. Wohin?

Ich hört' ein Bächlein rauschen
Wohl aus dem Felsenquell,
Hinab zum Tale rauschen
So frisch und wunderhell.

Ich weiß nicht, wie mir wurde,
Nicht, wer den Rat mir gab,
Ich mußte auch hinunter
Mit meinem Wanderstab.

Hinunter und immer weiter
Und immer dem Bache nach,
Und immer frischer rauschte
Und immer heller der Bach.

Ist das denn meine Straße?
O Bächlein, sprich, wohin?
Du hast mit deinem Rauschen
Mir ganz berauscht den Sinn.

Was sag ich denn vom Rauschen?
Das kann kein Rauschen sein:
Es singen wohl die Nixen
Tief unten ihren Reihn.

Laß singen, Gesell, laß rauschen
Und wandre fröhlich nach!
Es gehn ja Mühlenräder
In jedem klaren Bach.

3. Halte

Eine Mühle seh ich blinken
Aus den Erlen heraus,
Durch Rauschen und Singen
Bricht Rädergebraus.

Ei willkommen, ei willkommen,
Süßer Mühlengesang!
Und das Haus, wie so traulich!
Und die Fenster, wie blank!

Und die Sonne, wie helle
Vom Himmel sie scheint!
Ei, Bächlein, liebes Bächlein,
War es also gemeint?

4. Danksagung an den Bach

War es also gemeint,
Mein rauschender Freund?
Dein Singen, dein Klingen,
War es also gemeint?

Zur Müllerin hin!
So lautet der Sinn.
Gelt, hab' ich's verstanden?
Zur Müllerin hin!

Hat sie dich geschickt?
Oder hast mich berückt?
Das möcht ich noch wissen,
Ob sie dich geschickt.

Nun wie's auch mag sein,
Ich gebe mich drein:
Was ich such', hab' ich funden,
Wie's immer mag sein.

Nach Arbeit ich frug,
Nun hab ich genug
Für die Hände, fürs Herze
Vollauf genug!

5. Am Feierabend

Hätt ich tausend
Arme zu rühren!
Könnt ich brausend
Die Räder führen!
Könnt ich wehen
Durch alle Haine!
Könnt ich drehen
Alle Steine!
Daß die schöne Müllerin
Merkte meinen treuen Sinn!

Ach, wie ist mein Arm so schwach!
Was ich hebe, was ich trage,
Was ich schneide, was ich schlage,
Jeder Knappe tut mir's nach.
Und da sitz ich in der großen Runde,
In der stillen kühlen Feierstunde,
Und der Meister spricht zu allen:
Euer Werk hat mir gefallen;
Und das liebe Mädchen sagt
Allen eine gute Nacht.

6. Der Neugierige

Ich frage keine Blume,
Ich frage keinen Stern,
Sie können mir alle nicht sagen,
Was ich erführ so gern.

Ich bin ja auch kein Gärtner,
Die Sterne stehn zu hoch;
Mein Bächlein will ich fragen,
Ob mich mein Herz belog.

O Bächlein meiner Liebe,
Wie bist du heut so stumm?
Will ja nur eines wissen,
Ein Wörtchen um und um.

Ja heißt das eine Wörtchen,
Das andre heißet Nein,
Die beiden Wörtchen
Schließen die ganze Welt mir ein.

O Bächlein meiner Liebe,
Was bist du wunderlich!
Will's ja nicht weitersagen,
Sag, Bächlein, liebt sie mich?

7. Ungeduld

Ich schnitt es gern in alle Rinden ein,
Ich grüb es gern in jeden Kieselstein,
Ich möcht es sä'n auf jedes frische Beet
Mit Kressensamen, der es schnell verrät,
Auf jeden weißen Zettel möcht ich's schreiben:
Dein ist mein Herz und soll es ewig bleiben.

Ich möcht mir ziehen einen jungen Star,
Bis daß er spräch die Worte rein und klar,
Bis er sie spräch mit meines Mundes Klang,
Mit meines Herzens vollem, heißem Drang;
Dann säng er hell durch ihre Fensterscheiben:
Dein ist mein Herz und soll es ewig b
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7. Ungeduld

 Ich schnitt es gern in alle Rinden ein,
 Ich grüb es gern in jeden Kieselstein,
 Ich möcht es sä'n auf jedes frische Beet
 Mit Kressensamen, der es schnell verrät,
 Auf jeden weißen Zettel möcht ich's schreiben:
 Dein ist mein Herz und soll es ewig bleiben.

 Ich möcht mir ziehen einen jungen Star,
 Bis daß er spräch die Worte rein und klar,
 Bis er sie spräch mit meines Mundes Klang,
 Mit meines Herzens vollem, heißem Drang;
 Dann säng er hell durch ihre Fensterscheiben:
 Dein ist mein Herz und soll es ewig bleiben.

 Den Morgenwinden möcht ich's hauchen ein,
 Ich möcht es säuseln durch den regen Hain;
 Oh, leuchtet' es aus jedem Blumenstern!
 Trüg es der Duft zu ihr von nah und fern!
 Ihr Wogen, könnt ihr nichts als Räder treiben?
 Dein ist mein Herz und soll es ewig bleiben.

 Ich meint, es müßt in meinen Augen stehn,
 Auf meinen Wangen müßt man's brennen sehn,
 Zu lesen wär's auf meinem stummen Mund,
 Ein jeder Atemzug gäb's laut ihr kund,
 Und sie merkt nichts von all dem bangen Treiben:
 Dein ist mein Herz und soll es ewig bleiben.

8. Morgengruß

 Guten Morgen, schöne Müllerin!
 Wo steckst du gleich das Köpfchen hin,
 Als wär dir was geschehen?
 Verdrießt dich denn mein Gruß so schwer?
 Verstört dich denn mein Blick so sehr?
 So muß ich wieder gehen.

 O laß mich nur von ferne stehn,
 Nach deinem lieben Fenster sehn,
 Von ferne, ganz von ferne!
 Du blondes Köpfchen, komm hervor!
 Hervor aus eurem runden Tor,
 Ihr blauen Morgensterne!

 Ihr schlummertrunknen Äugelein,
 Ihr taubetrübten Blümelein,
 Was scheuet ihr die Sonne?
 Hat es die Nacht so gut gemeint,
 Daß ihr euch schließt und bückt und weint
 Nach ihrer stillen Wonne?

 Nun schüttelt ab der Träume Flor
 Und hebt euch frisch und frei empor
 In Gottes hellen Morgen!
 Die Lerche wirbelt in der Luft,
 Und aus dem tiefen Herzen ruft
 Die Liebe Leid und Sorgen.

9. Des Müllers Blumen

 Am Bach viel kleine Blumen stehn,
 Aus hellen blauen Augen sehn;
 Der Bach, der ist des Müllers Freund,
 Und hellblau Liebchens Auge scheint,
 Drum sind es meine Blumen.

 Dicht unter ihrem Fensterlein,
 Da will ich pflanzen die Blumen ein,
 Da ruft ihr zu, wenn alles schweigt,
 Wenn sich ihr Haupt zum Schlummer neigt,
 Ihr wißt ja, was ich meine.

 Und wenn sie tät die Äuglein zu
 Und schläft in süßer, süßer Ruh,
 Dann lispelt als ein Traumgesicht
 Ihr zu: Vergiß, vergiß mein nicht!
 Das ist es, was ich meine.

 Und schließt sie früh die Laden auf,
 Dann schaut mit Liebesblick hinauf:
 Der Tau in euren Äugelein,
 Das sollen meine Tränen sein,
 Die will ich auf euch weinen.

10. Tränenregen

 Wir saßen so traulich beisammen
 Im kühlen Erlendach,
 Wir schauten so traulich zusammen
 Hinab in den rieselnden Bach.

 Der Mond war auch gekommen,
 Die Sternlein hinterdrein,
 Und schauten so traulich zusammen
 In den silbernen Spiegel hinein.

 Ich sah nach keinem Monde,
 Nach keinem Sternenschein,
 Ich schaute nach ihrem Bilde,
 Nach ihren Augen allein.

 Und sahe sie nicken und blicken
 Herauf aus dem seligen Bach,
 Die Blümlein am Ufer, die blauen,
 Sie nickten und blickten ihr nach.

 Und in den Bach versunken
 Der ganze Himmel schien
 Und wollte mich mit hinunter
 In seine Tiefe ziehn.

 Und über den Wolken und Sternen,
 Da rieselte munter der Bach
 Und rief mit Singen und Klingen:
 Geselle, Geselle, mir nach!

 Da gingen die Augen mir über,
 Da ward es im Spiegel so kraus;
 Sie sprach: Es kommt ein Regen,
 Ade, ich geh nach Haus.
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11. Mein!

 Bächlein, laß dein Rauschen sein!
 Räder, stellt euer Brausen ein!
 All ihr muntern Waldvögelein,
 Groß und klein,
 Endet eure Melodein!
 Durch den Hain
 Aus und ein
 Schalle heut ein Reim allein:
 Die geliebte Müllerin ist mein!
 Mein!
 Frühling, sind das alle deine Blümelein?
 Sonne, hast du keinen hellern Schein?
 Ach, so muß ich ganz allein
 Mit dem seligen Worte mein
 Unverstanden in der weiten Schöpfung sein!

12. Pause

 Meine Laute hab ich gehängt an die Wand,
Hab sie umschlungen mit einem grünen Band -
Ich kann nicht mehr singen, mein Herz ist zu voll,
Weiß nicht, wie ich's in Reime zwingen soll.
Meiner Sehnsucht allerheißesten Schmerz
Durft ich aushauchen in Liederscherz,
Und wie ich klagte so süß und fein,
Glaubt ich doch, mein Leiden wär' nicht klein.
Ei, wie groß ist wohl meines Glückes Last,
Daß kein Klang auf Erden es in sich faßt?

Nun, liebe Laute, ruh an dem Nagel hier!
Und weht ein Lüftchen über die Saiten dir,
Und streift eine Biene mit ihren Flügeln dich,
Da wird mir so bange, und es durchschauert mich.
Warum ließ ich das Band auch hängen so lang?
Oft fliegt's um die Saiten mit seufzendem Klang.
Ist es der Nachklang meiner Liebespein?
Soll es das Vorspiel neuer Lieder sein?

13. Mit dem grünen Lautenbande

 »Schad um das schöne grüne Band,
 Daß es verbleicht hier an der Wand,
 Ich hab das Grün so gern!«
 So sprachst du, Liebchen, heut zu mir;
 Gleich knüpf ich's ab und send es dir:
 Nun hab das Grüne gern!

 Ist auch dein ganzer Liebster weiß,
 Soll Grün doch haben seinen Preis,
 Und ich auch hab es gern.
 Weil unsre Lieb ist immergrün,
 Weil grün der Hoffnung Fernen blühn,
 Drum haben wir es gern.

 Nun schlinge in die Locken dein
 Das grüne Band gefällig ein,
 Du hast ja's Grün so gern.
 Dann weiß ich, wo die Hoffnung wohnt,
 Dann weiß ich, wo die Liebe thront,
 Dann hab ich's Grün erst gern.

14. Der Jäger

 Was sucht denn der Jäger am Mühlbach hier?
 Bleib, trotziger Jäger, in deinem Revier!
 Hier gibt es kein Wild zu jagen für dich,
 Hier wohnt nur ein Rehlein, ein zahmes, für mich,
 Und willst du das zärtliche Rehlein sehn,
 So laß deine Büchsen im Walde stehn,
 Und laß deine klaffenden Hunde zu Haus,
 Und laß auf dem Horne den Saus und Braus,
 Und schere vom Kinne das struppige Haar,
 Sonst scheut sich im Garten das Rehlein fürwahr.

 Doch besser, du bliebest im Walde dazu
 Und ließest die Mühlen und Müller in Ruh.
 Was taugen die Fischlein im grünen Gezweig?
 Was will den das Eichhorn im bläulichen Teich?
 Drum bleibe, du trotziger Jäger, im Hain,
 Und laß mich mit meinen drei Rädern allein;
 Und willst meinem Schätzchen dich machen beliebt,
 So wisse, mein Freund, was ihr Herzchen betrübt:
 Die Eber, die kommen zur Nacht aus dem Hain
 Und brechen in ihren Kohlgarten ein
 Und treten und wühlen herum in dem Feld:
 Die Eber, die schieß, du Jägerheld!

15. Eifersucht und Stolz

 Wohin so schnell, so kraus und wild, mein lieber Bach?
 Eilst du voll Zorn dem frechen Bruder Jäger nach?
 Kehr um, kehr um, und schilt erst deine Müllerin
 Für ihren leichten, losen, kleinen Flattersinn.

 Sahst du sie gestern abend nicht am Tore stehn,
 Mit langem Halse nach der großen Straße sehn?
 Wenn vom den Fang der Jäger lustig zieht nach Haus,
 Da steckt kein sittsam Kind den Kopf zum Fenster 'naus.

 Geh, Bächlein, hin und sag ihr das; doch sag ihr nicht,
 Hörst du, kein Wort von meinem traurigen Gesicht.
 Sag ihr: Er schnitzt bei mir sich eine Pfeif' aus Rohr
 Und bläst den Kindern schöne Tänz' und Lieder vor.
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16. Die liebe Farbe

 In Grün will ich mich kleiden,
 In grüne Tränenweiden:
 Mein Schatz hat's Grün so gern.
 Will suchen einen Zypressenhain,
 Eine Heide von grünen Rosmarein:
 Mein Schatz hat's Grün so gern.

 Wohlauf zum fröhlichen Jagen!
 Wohlauf durch Heid' und Hagen!
 Mein Schatz hat's Jagen so gern.
 Das Wild, das ich jage, das ist der Tod;
 Die Heide, die heiß ich die Liebesnot:
 Mein Schatz hat's Jagen so gern.

 Grabt mir ein Grab im Wasen,
 Deckt mich mit grünem Rasen:
 Mein Schatz hat's Grün so gern.
 Kein Kreuzlein schwarz, kein Blümlein bunt,
 Grün, alles grün so rings und rund!
 Mein Schatz hat's Grün so gern.

17. Die böse Farbe

 Ich möchte ziehn in die Welt hinaus,
 Hinaus in die weite Welt;
 Wenn's nur so grün, so grün nicht wär,
 Da draußen in Wald und Feld!

 Ich möchte die grünen Blätter all
 Pflücken von jedem Zweig,
 Ich möchte die grünen Gräser all
 Weinen ganz totenbleich.

 Ach Grün, du böse Farbe du,
 Was siehst mich immer an
 So stolz, so keck, so schadenfroh,
 Mich armen weißen Mann?

 Ich möchte liegen vor ihrer Tür
 Im Sturm und Regen und Schnee.
 Und singen ganz leise bei Tag und Nacht
 Das eine Wörtchen: Ade!

 Horch, wenn im Wald ein Jagdhorn schallt,
 Da klingt ihr Fensterlein!
 Und schaut sie auch nach mir nicht aus,
 Darf ich doch schauen hinein.

 O binde von der Stirn dir ab
 Das grüne, grüne Band;
 Ade, ade! Und reiche mir
 Zum Abschied deine Hand!

18. Trockne Blumen

 Ihr Blümlein alle,
 Die sie mir gab,
 Euch soll man legen
 Mit mir ins Grab.

 Wie seht ihr alle
 Mich an so weh,
 Als ob ihr wüßtet,
 Wie mir gescheh?

 Ihr Blümlein alle,
 Wie welk, wie blaß?
 Ihr Blümlein alle,
 Wovon so naß?

 Ach, Tränen machen
 Nicht maiengrün,
 Machen tote Liebe
 Nicht wieder blühn.

 Und Lenz wird kommen,
 Und Winter wird gehn,
 Und Blümlein werden
 Im Grase stehn.

 Und Blümlein liegen
 In meinem Grab,
 Die Blümlein alle,
 Die sie mir gab.

 Und wenn sie wandelt
 Am Hügel vorbei
 Und denkt im Herzen:
 Der meint' es treu!

 Dann, Blümlein alle,
 Heraus, heraus!
 Der Mai ist kommen,
 Der Winter ist aus.

19. Der Müller und der Bach

 Der Müller:
  Wo ein treues Herze
  In Liebe vergeht,
  Da welken die Lilien
  Auf jedem Beet;

  Da muß in die Wolken
  Der Vollmond gehn,
  Damit seine Tränen
  Die Menschen nicht sehn;

  Da halten die Englein
  Die Augen sich zu
  Und schluchzen und singen
  Die Seele nur Ruh'.

Der Bach:
  Und wenn sich die Liebe
  Dem Schmerz entringt,
  Ein Sternlein, ein neues,
  Am Himmel erblinkt;

  Da springen drei Rosen,
  Halb rot und halb weiß,
  Die welken nicht wieder,
  Aus Dornenreis.

  Und die Engelein schneiden
  Die Flügel sich ab
  Und gehn alle Morgen
  Zur Erde hinab.

Der Müller:
  Ach Bächlein, liebes Bächlein,
  Du meinst es so gut:
  Ach Bächlein, aber weißt du,
  Wie Liebe tut?

  Ach unten, da unten
  Die kühle Ruh!
  Ach Bächlein, liebes Bächlein,
  So singe nur zu.

20. Des Baches Wiegenlied

 Gute Ruh, gute Ruh!
 Tu die Augen zu!
 Wandrer, du müder, du bist zu Haus.
 Die Treu' ist hier,
 Sollst liegen bei mir,
 Bis das Meer will trinken die Bächlein aus.

 Will betten dich kühl
 Auf weichem Pfühl
 In dem blauen kristallenen Kämmerlein.
 Heran, heran,
 Was wiegen kann,
 Woget und wieget den Knaben mir ein!

 Wenn ein Jagdhorn schallt
 Aus dem grünen Wald,
 Will ich sausen und brausen wohl um dich her.
 Blickt nicht herein,
 Blaue Blümelein!
 Ihr macht meinem Schläfer die Träume so schwer.

 Hinweg, hinweg
 Von dem Mühlensteg,
 Hinweg, hinweg,
 Böses Mägdelein!
 Daß ihn dein Schatten nicht
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Daß ihn dein Schatten nicht weckt!
Wirf mir herein
Dein Tüchlein fein,
Daß ich die Augen ihm halte bedeckt!

Gute Nacht, gute Nacht!
Bis alles wacht,
Schlaf aus deine Freude, schlaf aus dein Leid!
Der Vollmond steigt,
Der Nebel weicht,
Und der Himmel da oben, wie ist er so weit!

"Stairway To Heaven"

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.

Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon, if we all call the tune,
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long,
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind?

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

I'm a dirty chav man
I've got the action plan
I gotta watch out where I put my hands cos when there's ladies about I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable, spontaneous and mystical
when I see a pair of breasts, I get an instant twitch in my testicle
I caught an infection once cos I had unprotected sex at a festival
I made her drink a bottle of
bleach as soon as I got back the test results
I met one girl she likes to do freaky stuff with a vegetable
so I brought her a carrot and a cucumber after 10 minutes it was unedible
another so dirty minded, always thinking of something sexual
I don't mind having sex with a dumb bitch but I prefer someone intellectual
I'm a dirty chav man
I've got the action plan
I gotta watch out where I put my hands cos when there's ladies about I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm dirty like ménage trois is
I found her knickers, I found her thong but I don't know where your bra is
last night must have been crazy, she can't remember where her car is
all I know is I bust my nut quick like Lamborginis and Ferraris
I remember the girl was lying on a bed with her legs open and her tits out
the other girl said she was dripping wet and she told me to get my bits out
the other one said that she weren't on it cos she ain't done a ménage trois before
but at the end of the night she was sucking my dick and licking that pussy like a carnivore
I'm a dirty chav man
I've got the action plan
I gotta watch out where I put my hands cos when there's ladies about I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm a leader, so I don't follow
yo darling, do you spit or swallow?
fuck me today and you'll feel it tomorrow
I'll leave your pum pum feeling hollow
how much is it to mine in taxi
how much can I borrow
like Webster I'll give you 2 fingers
Middle finger, index to follow
1 for joy, 2 for sorrow
I beat up punani like apollo
just about to bust nut in her mouth
now she's trying to tell me she don't swallow
going all soft like a marshmallow
now when I see you out on road, you don't even wanna say hello
I'm a dirty chav man
I've got the action plan
I gotta watch out where I put my hands cos when there's ladies about I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable
I'm too unpredictable

I love this song by MACKLEMORE with Ryan Lewis and featuring Ed Sheeran, it's called;

GROWING UP (Sloane's Song)"

[Macklemore:]
They say boys don't cry
But your dad has shed a lot of tears
They say I should be a strong man
But b@by, I'm still filled with fear
Sometimes I don't know who I am$
Sometimes I question why I'm here
I just wanna be a good dad
Will I be? I have no idea
They say girls shouldn't be tough
And moms should raise their kids at home
But baby, I know that that isn't true
Cause your momma's the toughest person I know
I wanna raise you to be like her
And watch you show the world how to do it on your own
I'm still tryna figure out who I am
I don't wanna mess this up or do this wrong
I'm gonna be there for your first breath
I don't know if I'll be there for your first step
I can promise you that I'll try to work less
But the tour's routed, and I got this album
Put in so many hours, and I just want the outcome
To be something that I can look back and I can be proud of
Don't wanna be a dad that's living in FaceTime
But I've got a world to sing to and you at the same time
I won't spoil you, you can trust that
For your sweet ****, you get a bus pass
Had your heart broken? Been there, done that
I love you and I can't give you enough of that
Get back to community that raised you up
Read Langston Hughes, I suggest "A Raisin in the Sun"
Listen to Sam Cooke, a change gon' come
You put the work in, don't worry about the praise, my love
Don't try to change the world, find something that you love
And do it every day
Do that for the rest of your life
And eventually, the world will change

[Ed Sheeran:]
I'll be patient, one more month
You'll wrap your fingers 'round my thumb
Times are changing, I know, but who am I if
I'm the person you become
If I'm still growing up, up, up, up
If I'm still growing up, up, up, up
I'm still growing up

[Macklemore:]
I recommend that you read "The Alchemist"
Listen to your teachers, but cheat in calculus
Tell the truth, regardless of the consequence
And every day, give your momma a compliment
Take your girl to the prom
But don't get too drunk hanging out the limo
Slow dance with your woman in your arms
Sneak her in after but boy, you better tiptoe
Don't wake your mom up,do yoga, learn 'bout karma
Find God, but leave the dogma
The quickest way to happiness? Learning to be selfless
Ask more questions, talk about yourself less
Study David Bowie, James Baldwin and 2Pac
Watch the sun set with best friends from a rooftop
Wear a helmet, don't be stupid,jaywalk, but look before you do it
If it snows, go outside, build a jump, get some help
Get a sled, thrash the hill with your friends, 'til it melts
Go to festivals, camp, fall in love and dance
You're only young once, my loved one, this is your chance
Take risks, cause life moves so fast
You're only young once, my loved one, this is your chance

[Ed Sheeran:]
I'll be patient, one more month
You'll wrap your fingers round my thumb
Times are changing, I know, but who am I if
I'm the person you become
If I'm still growing up, up, up, up
I'm still growing up, up, up, up

[Ed Sheeran:]
I'll be patient, one more month
You'll wrap your fingers round my thumb
Times are changing, I know, but who am I if
I'm the person you become
If I'm still growing up, still growing up, still growing up
If I'm still growing up, still growing up, still growing up

[Ed Sheeran:]
I'm still growing up
I'm still growing up, ooh
I'm still growing up
I'm still growing up

Here's another set of great lyrics.

My girl's pussy:
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(Me-e-e-e-o-o-o-ow)

There's one pet I like to pet
And every evening we get set
I stroke it every chance I get
It's my girl's pussy

Seldom plays and never purrs
And I love the thoughts it stirs
But I don't mind because it's hers
My girl's pussy

Often it goes out at night
Returns at break of dawn
No matter what the weather's like
It's always nice and warm

It's never dirty, always clean
In giving thrills, never mean
But it's the best I've ever seen
Is my girl's pussy

(Instrumental Break)

There's one pet I like to pet
And every evening we get set
I stroke it every chance I get
It's my girl's pussy

Seldom plays, never purrs
And I love the thoughts it stirs
But I don't mind because it's hers
It's my girl's pussy

Though often it goes out at night
And returns at break of dawn, break of dawn
No matter what the weather's like
It's always dry and warm

I bring tid-bits that it loves
We spoon like two turtle doves
I take care to remove my gloves
When stroking my girl's pussy

"My Neck, My Back"
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All you ladies pop your pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
All you ladies pop your pussy like this
Shake your body, don't stop, don't miss
Just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now
Lick it good suck this pussy, just like you should
Right now, Lick it good
suck this pussy just like you should
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack,

My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack

First you gotta put your neck into it
Don't stop, just do, do it
Then you roll your tongue, from the crack back to the front
then suck it off til I shake and cum nigga
make sure I keep bustin nuts nigga
all over your face and stuff
slow head show me so much love
the best head comes from a thug
the dick good dick big and long
slow fuckin til the crack of dawn
on the edge makin faces n stuff
Through the night, making so much love
Dead sl_eep when the sun comes up

So, lick it now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should

My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack

You might roll dubs, you might have G's
But fuck that nigga, get on your knees
A bitch like me moans and screams
Thug misses know what I mean
At the club so fresh, so clean
Hoes hatin' niggas watchin' me
So hot in the line, on green
With a unit on my face, so mean
I gotta pick which nigga I need
to suck a thug nigga satisfy me
Try me nigga I'll make you see
them bitches aint got shit on me

So, lick it now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Lick this pussy just like you should

My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack

So, lick it now, lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should
Right now, lick it good
Suck this pussy just like you should

My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack
My Neck, my back
Lick my pussy and my crack

Been traveling these wide roads for so long

My heart’s been far from you

Ten-thousand miles gone


Oh, I wanna come near and give ya

Every part of me

But there is bl00d on my hands

And my lips aren’t clean


In my darkness I remember

Momma’s words reoccur to me

"Surrender to the good Lord

And he’ll wipe your slate clean"


Take me to your river

I wanna go

Oh, go on

Take me to your river

I wanna know


Tip me in your smooth waters

I go in

As a man with many crimes

Come up for air

As my sins flow down the Jordan


Oh, I wanna come near and give ya

Every part of me

But there is bl00d on my hands

And my lips aren’t clean


Take me to your river

I wanna go

Go on,

Take me to your river

I wanna know


I wanna go, wanna go, wanna go

I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know

Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go

Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know

Wanna go, wanna go, wanna go

Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know


Take me to your river

I wanna go

Lord, please let me know

Take me to your river

I wanna know

Brown skin girl on the other side of the room
Brown skin girl staring with her brown eyes
Ooh, baby, don't you know you're a cutie pie?

Princess, little honey with the polka-dot dress on
Ruby-lipped lady whose name I don't know
Let me tell you, darling
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh whoo-ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh whoo-ooh, OK

Brown skin girl with the white pearls 'round her neck
Brown skin girl, let me hold you close under the white moon
Cause baby, I'm ready and you know that I'm waiting on you

Princess, little honey with the polka-dot dress on
Ruby-lipped lady whose name I don't know
Let me tell you, darling
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh whoo-ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh whoo-ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh whoo-ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh whoo-ooh

I LOVE music and song lyrics, some of the best lyricists were TRUE poets and in the case of Cole Porter and Irving Berlin they also composed the music too. One of my favourite lyrics is by Oscar Hammerstein II in the song "The Folks Who Live On The Hill" where it goes:

Our verandah
Will command a
View of meadows green

Oscar was also a master of the internal rhyme, best demonstrated in the song "People Will Say We're In Love" from "Oklahoma!" on which he collaborated with Richard Rodgers, e.g.

Don't please my folks too much
Don't laugh at my jokes too much

But perhaps the greatest lyricist of all was Lorenz Hart, known as Larry, especially in the song "Mountain Greenery" with which he collaborated with Richard Rodgers. There's a great part where he leaves the first syllable of one word on one line and the following two at the start of the second to form a rhyme:

Beans could get no keener re-
ception in a beanery
Bless our Mountain Greenery
Home.

Sheer genius!

Roll With The Changes

As soon as you are able, woman I am willing
To make the break that we are on the brink of
My cup is on the table, my love is spilling
Waiting here for you to take and drink of

So if you're tired of the same old story, 
Oh, turn some pages
I will be here when you are ready
To roll with the changes, yeah, yeah

I knew it had to happen, felt the tables turnin'
Got me through my darkest hour
I heard the thunder clappin', felt the desert burnin'
Until you poured on me like a sweet sunshower

So if you're tired of the same old story
Oh, turn some pages
I will be here when you are ready
To roll with the changes, ooooh

So if you're tired of the same old story
Oh b@by, turn some pages
I will be here when you are ready
To roll with the changes, b@by,
Roll with the changes, 
Ah you know you know you know you got to

(Keep on rollin') Oh yeah
(Keep on rollin'), oooh roll with the changes
Keep on rollin' (keep on rollin' keep on rollin')
Oh now roll with the changes oh b@by

(Keep on rollin') oh babe (keep on rollin')
Oh you got to learn to roll with the changes
Got to, got to, got to, got to keep on rollin'
Keep on rollin', got to learn to, got to learn to,
Got to learn to roll

Keep on rollin', keep on rollin', oooh
Keep on rollin', keep on rollin', oooh
Keep on rollin', keep on rollin', oooh
Keep on rollin', keep on rollin', oooh, aah

Tiptoe through the window
By the window, that is where I'll be
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me

Oh, tiptoe from the garden
By the garden of the willow tree
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

Knee deep in flowers we'll stray
We'll keep the showers away
And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight
Will you pardon me?
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

Knee deep in flowers we'll stray
We'll keep the showers away
And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight
Will you pardon me?
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

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