She'S Taken A Shine - Lyrics - John Berry

Title: She'S Taken A Shine
Artist: John Berry
Composer(s): Gregory William Barnhill, Richard Michael Bach

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Lyric:
Rosie never was one for turning heads
She was just always kinda there
She had a few nice features more or less
No red ribbons in her hair

Since that Jessie's been coming to the diner
Folks are saying that she's never looked finer
She's got a different air

She's taken a shine to him
Becoming the woman that she's never been
And all of the guys are wishin' they hadn't been so blind
She's taken a shine to life, now's there's a sparkle in her eye
They all missed a gem, a diamond within, she's taken a shine

Rosie hardly ever messed a bit of work
Never took vacation days
Home or the diner it was all the same to her
She didn't know any other way

But each afternoon now she starts to come alive
'Cause Jessie's there each day to pick her up at five
You ought to hear them say

She's taken a shine to him
Becoming the woman that she's never been
And all of the guys are wishin' they hadn't been so blind
She's taken a shine to life, now's there's a sparkle in her eye
They all missed a gem, a diamond within, she's taken a shine

Oh what a little love can do
Now that she's found herself
She's stromger than she ever knew

She's taken a shine to him
Becoming the woman that she's never been
And all of the guys are wishin' they hadn't been so blind
She's taken a shine to life, now's there's a sparkle in her eye
They all missed a gem, a diamond within
She's taken a shine, she's taken a shine

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Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie - Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Title: Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
Artist: Bob Dylan
Composer(s): Bob Dylan

Lyric:
When yer head gets twisted and yer mind grows numb
When you think you're too old, too young, too smart or too dumb
When yer laggin' behind an' losin' yer pace
In a slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter what yer doing if you start givin' up
If the wine don't come to the top of yer cup

If the wind's got you sideways with one hand holdin' on
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone
And yer train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it
And the wood's easy findin' but yer lazy to fetch it
And yer sidewalk starts curlin' and the street gets too long
And you start walkin' backwards though you know its wrong
And lonesome comes up as down goes the day
And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away

And you feel the reins from yer pony are slippin'
And yer rope is a-slidin' 'cause yer hands are a-drippin'
And yer sun-decked desert and evergreen valleys
Turn to broken down slums and trash-can alleys
And yer sky cries water and yer drain pipe's a-pourin'
And the lightnin's a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin'
And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin'
And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'

And yer minutes of sun turn to hours of storm
And to yourself you sometimes say
"I never knew it was gonna be this way
Why didn't they tell me the day I was born?"

And you start gettin' chills and yer jumping from sweat
And you're lookin' for somethin' you ain't quite found yet
And yer knee-deep in the dark water with yer hands in the air
And the whole world's a-watchin' with a window peek stare
And yer good gal leaves and she's long gone a-flying
And yer heart feels sick like fish when they're fryin'

And yer jackhammer falls from yer hand to yer feet
And you need it badly but it lays on the street
And yer bell's bangin' loudly but you can't hear it's beat
And you think yer ears might a been hurt
Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt
And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush
When you were faked out an' fooled white facing a four flush

And all the time you were holdin' three queens
And it's makin you mad, it's makin' you mean
Like in the middle of Life magazine
Bouncin' around a pinball machine

And there's something on yer mind you wanna be saying
That somebody someplace oughta be hearin'
But it's trapped on yer tongue and sealed in yer head
And it bothers you badly when your layin' in bed
And no matter how you try you just can't say it
And yer scared to yer soul you just might forget it
And yer eyes get swimmy from the tears in yer head
And yer pillows of feathers turn to blankets of lead

And the lion's mouth opens and yer staring at his teeth
And his jaws start closin with you underneath
And yer flat on your belly with yer hands tied behind
And you wish you'd never taken that last detour sign
And you say to yourself, "Just what am I doin'
On this road I'm walkin', on this trail I'm turnin'
On this curve I'm hanging
On this pathway I'm strolling, in the space I'm taking
In this air I'm inhaling?

Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard?
Why am I walking, where am I running?
What am I saying, what am I knowing?
On this guitar I'm playing, on this banjo I'm frailin'
On this mandolin I'm strummin', in the song I'm singin'
In the tune I'm hummin', in the words I'm thinkin'
In the words that I'm writing

In this ocean of hours I'm all the time drinkin'
Who am I helping, what am I breaking?
What am I giving, what am I taking?
But you try with your whole soul best
Never to think these thoughts and never to let
Them kind of thoughts gain ground
Or make yer heart pound
But then again you know why they're around
Just waiting for a chance to slip and drop down

"Cause sometimes you hear'em when the night times comes creeping
And you fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from yer bed, from yer last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of yer thinking
If that was you in the dream that was screaming
And you know that it's something special you're needin'
And you know that there's no drug that'll do for the healin'
And no liquor in the land to stop yer brain from bleeding

You need something special, you need something special, all right
You need a fast flyin' train on a tornado track
To shoot you someplace and shoot you back
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler
That's been banging and booming and blowing forever
That knows yer troubles a hundred times over

You need a Greyhound bus that don't bar no race
That won't laugh at yer looks, your voice or your face
And by any number of bets in the book
Will be rollin' long after the bubblegum craze
You need something to open up a new door
To show you something you seen before
But overlooked a hundred times or more
You need something to open your eyes

You need something to make it known
That it's you and no one else that owns
That spot that yer standing
That space that you're sitting
That the world ain't got you beat
That it ain't got you licked
It can't get you crazy no matter how many
Times you might get kicked

You need something special all right
You need something special to give you hope
But hope's just a word that maybe you said or maybe you heard
On some windy corner 'round a wide-angled curve
But that's what you need man, and you need it bad
And yer trouble is you know it too good
"Cause you look an' you start getting the chills
"Cause you can't find it on a dollar bill

And it ain't on Macy's window sill
And it ain't on no rich kid's road map
And it ain't in no fat kid's fraternity house
And it ain't made in no Hollywood wheat germ
And it ain't on that dimlit stage
With that half-wit comedian on it
Ranting and raving and taking yer money
And you thinks it's funny

No you can't find it in no night club or no yacht club
And it ain't in the seats of a supper club
And sure as hell you're bound to tell that no matter how hard you rub
You just ain't a-gonna find it on yer ticket stub
No, and it ain't in the rumors people're tellin' you
And it ain't in the pimple-lotion people are sellin' you
And it ain't in no cardboard-box house
Or down any movie star's blouse

And you can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy clothes
And it ain't in the dime store dummies or bubblegum goons
And it ain't in the marshmallow noises of the chocolate cake voices
That come knockin' and tappin' in Christmas wrappin'

Sayin' "Ain't I pretty and ain't I cute?
Look at my skin
Look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow
Look at my skin laugh, look at my skin cry"
When you can't even sense if they got any insides
These people so pretty in their ribbons and bows
No you'll not now or no other day
Find it on the doorsteps made out-a paper mache?
And inside it the people made of molasses
That every other day buy a new pair of sunglasses

And it ain't in the fifty-star generals and flipped-out phonies
Who'd turn yuh in for a tenth of a penny
Who breathe and burp and bend and crack
And before you can count from one to ten
Do it all over again but this time behind yer back, my friend
The ones that wheel and deal and whirl and twirl
And play games with each other in their sand-box world

And you can't find it either in the no-talent fools
That run around gallant and make all rules for the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
Just for a while 'cause they know it's in style
To get their kicks, get out of it quick
And make all kinds of rnoney and chicks

And you yell to yourself and you throw down yer hat
Sayin', "Christ do I gotta be like that!
Ain't there no one here that knows where I'm at?
Ain't there no one here that knows how I feel?
Good God Almighty that stuff ain't real!

No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race
You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face
You gotta look some other place
And where do you look for this hope that yer seekin'?
Where do you look for this lamp that's a-burnin'?
Where do you look for this oil well gushin'?
Where do you look for this candle that's glowin'?
Where do you look for this hope that you know is there
And out there somewhere
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads?

Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
You can touch and twist and turn two kinds of doorknobs
You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital

And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon at sundown

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And Then There Was Silence - Lyrics - A Night At The Opera - Blind Guardian

Title: And Then There Was Silence
Album: A Night At The Opera
Artist: Blind Guardian
Composer(s): Hans Juergen Kuersch, Andre Olbrich

Lyric:
Turn your head and see the fields of flames

(Don't move along)
He carries along
('Cause things they will go wrong)

From a distant place
(The end is getting closer)
He's on his way
(Day by day)

He'll bring decay
In shades of gray
We're doomed to face the night
Light's out of sight

Since we've reached the point of no return
We pray for the starlight we wait for the moon
The sky is empty, alone in the unknown
We're getting nowhere

We have been betrayed by the wind and the rain
The sacred hall's empty and cold
The sacrifice made should not be done in vain
Revenge will be taken by Rome

We live a lie
Under the dying moon
Pale-faced laughs doom
Indulges in delight

It's getting out of hand
The final curtain will fall

Hear my voice
There is no choice
There's no way out
You'll find out

We don't regret it
So many men have failed but now he's
(Gone)
Go out and get it

The madman's head it shall be thine
We don't regret it
That someone else dies hidden in
(Disguise)

Go out and get it
Orion's hound shines bright

Don't you think it's time to stop the chase
Around the ring
Just stop running, running
Round the ring

Don't you know that fate
Has been decided by the gods?
Feel the distance, distance
Out of reach

Welcome to the end
Watch your step, Cassandra, you may fall
As I've stumbled on the field
Find myself in darkest places
(Sister mine)

Find myself drifting away
(Death's a certain thing)
And the other world
The other world appears

Find myself she dies in vain

I cannot be freed, I'm falling down
As time runs faster, moves towards disaster
The ferryman will wait for you, my dear

And then there was silence
Just a voice from the other world
Like a leaf in an icy world
Memories will fade

Misty tales and poems lost
All the bliss and beauty
Will be gone, will my weary soul find
Release for a while
At the moment of death I will smile
It's the triumph of shame and disease

In the end
(Iliad)
Raise my hands and praise the day
Break the spell show me the
(Way)
In decay, the flame of Troy will shine bright

The newborn child will carry ruin to the hall
The newborn's death
Would be a blessing to us all

Good choice? Bad choice?
Out of three you've chosen misery

Power and wisdom you deny
(Bad choice, bad choice)

War is the only answer
When love will conquer fear

So the judgment's been made
To the fairest the graceful says
Badly he fails

(Warning)
Fear the heat of passion, father king
(Don't let him in, don't let her in)
Desire, lust, obsession
Death they'll bring
(We can't get out once they are in)

She's like the sunrise
Outshines the moon at night
Precious like starlight
She will bring in a murderous price

(In darkness grows the seed of man's defeat)
Jealousy
(I can clearly see the end now)
I can clearly see the end now
I can clearly see the end now

(The thread of life is spun)
The coin's been placed below my tongue

Never give up, never give in
Be on our side so we can win
Never give up, never give in
Be on out side

(Old moon's time)
Is soon to come

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Nothing to lose like one we'll stand
We'll face the storm
Created by a man

Roar, roar, roar, roar
Troy
(Troy, Troy, Troy)
And as the lion slaughters man
I am the wolf and you're the lamb

(Hallowed)
Troy will fall round the walls
Faith is shattered, bodies fall

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Nothing to lose like one we'll stand
It's all for one and one for all
We live for will be wiped out

I feel that something's
(Wrong)
Surprise, surprise they're gone

Full moon your time goes by
And new moon's still kept out of sight
We live, misty tales and poems lost
(We die)
All the bliss and beauty will be gone

Will my weary soul find release for a while
At the moment of death I will smile
It's the triumph of shame and disease

In the end
(Iliad)
Raise my hands and praise the day
Break the spell show me the
(Way)
In decay, the flame of Troy will shine bright

Roam in darkness
(Spread the vision)
Roam in darkness
(Spread the vision)

Roam in darkness
(Spread the vision)
Roam in darkness
(Spread the vision)

(Roam in darkness)
(We will be lost if you truly believe)
(Roam in darkness)
Troy in darkness

(There's a cold emptiness in our hearts)
That they've gone away
(And)
Won't come back

They'll tear down the wall to bring it in
They'll truly believe in the lie
Lie, lie

With blossoms
They'll welcome the old foe

The vision's so clear
When day and dream
Unite the end is near
You better be prepared

The nightmare shall be over now
There's nothing more to fear
Come join in our singing
And dance with us now

The nightmare shall be over now
There's nothing more to fear
The war it is over forevermore

No hope
The blind leads the blind
Carry on
Though future's denied

Mare or stallion
There's far more inside
We are in at the kill
We'll cheerfully die

Misty tales and poems lost
All the bliss and beauty
Will be gone
(Will)
My weary soul find release for a while
At the moment of death I will smile
It's the triumph of shame and disease

In the end
(Iliad)
Raise my hands and praise the day
Break the spell show me the
(Way)
In decay, the flame of Troy will shine bright

Holy light shines on

So the judgment's been made
We're condemned
Though the trial's far ahead

The crack of doom, Father
Your handsome son is heading home

Still the wind blows, calm and silent
Carries news from a distant shore
Still the wind blows, calm and silent
Carries news from a distant shore
Still the wind blows, calm and silent
(Out of mind)

Carries news from a distant shore
(Can't get it)
(Still the wind blows, calm and silent)
(Out of mind)

(Carries news from a distant shore)
(Can't get it out of my head)
(Can't get it out of mind)
(Can't get it out of my head)

Sorrow and defeat
Sorrow and defeat

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