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Òåêñòû ïåñåí Utopia, ñëîâà ïåñåí áåñïëàòíî (÷àñòü 9)

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Shinola

I have been ringing your doorbell,
But you left me standing in the hall
And you make love by the numbers,
That doesn’t mean there’s any love at all
Now there you go with a big explanation
Why do you waste your time?
And there you go, under estimation
Of the thoughts that cross my mind
This is your promise that you put up for sale
It’s done like a picture from a fairy tale,
But still there’s a difference, let me show it to you,
This is crapola, this is shinola

I see you’re still in the headlines
You pegged the latest trend again this week
I’m not impressed by the outfit,
Or your revolutionary chic
And here it comes,
I see you forming the words, you’re performing the exercise
And here it comes,
It’s the feeling that I heard the same speech a hundred times
This is the jabber of a chimpanzee
The motion of your mouth looks much the same to me
The differentiation might be hard to see,
But this is crapola, this is shinola

Everyone’s talking, few of them know
The rest are pretending, they put on a show
And if there’s a message I guess this is it
Truth isn’t easy, the easy part’s shit

And here it comes,
Now I’m forming the words, I’m performing the exercise
And here it comes
It’s the feeling that I’ve made the same speech a million times
These are your leaders, come on take a look
They’ll lie and cheat and steal then sell the rights to the book
And these are your neighbors who have swung to the right,
But you don’t have to worry just as long as you’re white
And my generation is just waiting to die
We’ll swallow anything if it would just get us high
I don’t know who’s a bigger fool,
But one thing I know
This is crapola, this is shinola

 

Shot In The Dark

Everyday it’s the same old situation
I face the same old line of empty faces
Sit at my desk while the clock counts up my wages
Pick up my pay every friday and take off like a
Shot in the dark

I took off like a shot in the dark
I split the scene like a shot in the dark
Ain’t got no target, don’t aim for no mark
’cause I’m off like a shot in the dark

It was only a game when we first started
The novelty wore away and the fun departed
I can’t live up anymore to those things I spouted
And if you say you feel the same way
I’ll be off like a
Shot in the dark

There’s no changes going down
There’s no lesson to be found
Makes no sense to hang around
If that’s all there is to that
(that’s what she said)

Someone just tossed a bomb through
Kitchen window
And in the middle of a shoo-fly pie
Mama took off like a
Bat out of hell
She took off like a shot in the dark

 

Silly Boy

In the days when I was young I never had to cry
If I wanted a lover I did not have to try
But I must have set my expectations far too high
Guess I’m just a silly boy
I guess I’m just a silly boy

There are some things about love that I don’t understand
When you promise your heart you do the best you can
But no matter how I try behaving like a man
Seems I’m just a silly boy
I guess I’m just a silly boy

This is the last time I’ll wait to stand in line
If you don’t come see me I’m dropping the boom on you
’cause when you lose me
Then everyone will see what a silly girl can do

Don’t you tell me that it’s over
Don’t you make a sound
’til I get to the river or someplace I can drown
’cause I put my faith upon you and you let me down
Guess I’m just a silly boy
I guess I’m just a silly boy

 

Singring and the Glass Guitar

This is an electrified fairy tale. If you've never heard of an electrified
fairy tale, just picture little fairies with wee tiny electric guitars.

Once upon a time [not long ago] in a land not far from here, there was a place
called Harmony. Everyone in Harmony was happy and this "joie devivre" was
guarded by their invisible patron, the muse Singring. But jealous forces, and
there are always jealous forces in such tales, have conspired to capture the
spirit, imprisoning it in [an instrument of glass, locking it in] a chest with
four keys, and casting the keys to the four corners of the earth so that only
four particularly brave and talented individuals might retrieve them. It is
here that our story begins.
There's a rumor I heard that's going 'round town
Someone's captured Singring, Singring
Come hear the news, come hurry on down
Down to the old town square
The announcer wipes at his eyes, he's trying to hide
See it in his face, tell by his expression
The secret knowledge that claws to escape as he cried
Day of infamy, someone's captured Singring
Day of tragedy, someone's captured Singring
Now what shall we do, what shall we do now?
And if you take a look around, Harmony is dying
Someone trapped the spirit in a glass guitar
And if you listen with your heart, you can hear it crying
Free me from my crystal prison in this glass guitar

There's a rumor I heard that's going around
Someone's saving Singring, Singring
Come hear the summons, hurry on down
Down to the village green
And the spokesman speaks for us all, together we call
Brave adventurers, warriors, and free men
Conquer self and so in the end save us all
Conquer earth and wind, conquer fire and water
Brave adventurers, come and save us all
And if you fail to win the keys, Harmony is dying
Trapped away forever in a glass guitar
And if you listen with your heart, you can hear it crying
Free me from my crystal prison in this glass guitar
Having gathered on the green, the brave adventurers of the land march off in
search of the keys. Their quest leads them first to the river's edge.
Lead me to the water
Pass me my flagon of wine
I said show me to the water
Quick before I change my mind
I go down to the river and bravely the rapids I row
Over the falls to the bottomless pool
and it's down to the bottom I go

Only one has the courage to dive into the river and brave the bottomless pool
in search of the first key.

Let the four winds blow icy breath before me
Storms will never keep me from the glass guitar
Hurricanes may scream, I will never feel it
'Til I find the key that leads me to the glass guitar

Only one has the courage to wander the desert [alone] and brave the eternal
winds in search of the second key

Fire can never burn me
Flames can not catch me - faster am I
Blazes never faze me
Barefoot I walk hot coals for a mile
My sword is tempered, my loins are girded in steel
Make my way to the heart of the forest of flames
And if I do my best and don't stop to rest
I may pass the test and capture the key that opens the chest

Only one has the courage to make his way into the forest of flames and brave
the fire-breathing dragon in search of the third key.

I will climb the face of the highest mountain
Whilst Singring calls crying from the glass guitar
Though the earth may shake let the planet tremble
Steady will I struggle onward to the glass guitar

Only one has the courage to climb to the top of the highest mountain in search
of the fourth key.

Having scaled the mountain and finding no key, the climber begins chopping
madly at the ground with his pickax, causing the mountain to split in two,
revealing the last key.

Now in possession of all four keys, the brave adventurers march triumphantly
into the valley of silence to open the chest, smash the glass guitar, and free
the spirit of Harmony.

 

Somethings Coming

Could be!
Who knows?
There's something due any day;
I will know right away
Soon as it shows.
It may come cannonballin' down through the sky,
Gleam in its eye,
Bright as a rose!
Who knows?
It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Under a tree.
I got a feeling there's a miracle due,
Gonna come true,
Coming to me!

Could it be? Yes it could.
Something's coming, something good,
If I can wait!
Something's coming, I don't know what it is
But it is
Gonna be great!

With a click, with a shock,
Phone'll jingle, door'll knock,
Open the latch!
Something's coming, don't know when, but it's soon -
Catch the moon,
One-handed catch!

Around the corner,
Or whistling down the river,
Come on - deliver
To me!

Will it be? Yes it will.
Maybe just by holding still
It'll be there!
Come on something, come on in, don't be shy,
Meet a guy,
Pull up a chair!

The air is humming,
And something great is coming!
Who knows?
It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Maybe tonight...

 

Special Interest

Got a special interest, you’re my special interest
Got a special interest, got a special interest in you
I hear you’ve got some pending legislation
Regarding your romantic situation
And I just want to make my position quite clear
You’ve got a constituent here
And you’ll find before you take one more step
My hobby is to lobby on your doorstep
And that big sack of mail and the telegrams too
I’ll give you one guess just who sent them to you

I’ve been invested with a sacred mission
To make sure that you make the right decision
Though you may wonder now, in the long run you’ll see
A valuable ally in me
And if by some misguided sense of duty
You go with someone else instead of choose me
When they’ve all let you down, and you’re looking for help
You’ll find that I’ve swung my support somewhere else
No one has to know, when pressures are brought to bear
You can pretend that it was all your idea
And you did it of your own free will
Yes you did it of your own free will

 

Stand For Something

When you cry
I know you’ve got a good reason to cry
If you can’t come
I know it’s not just an alibi
Now I hear things that are better kept under the hat
Who backs it up?
Look at your hand, you can count on that
When you talk, it’s hard to disagree
And when you dance, you’re talking to me

When you stand, you stand for something
Stand for something
They can’t dim your flame
When you stand, you stand for something
Stand for something
They can’t bend your stream

Here I stand
Outside the world of politica
I would not lose that
For all the gold in south africa
What you wear did not come easy
What you hear sounds different to me

When you stand, you’re standing next to me

You put your foot down every day
Make sure you bring it down on the up beat
So walk away those feet of clay
We are fighting and dancing in the street

 

Style

Style must not be underrated
Style is often overlooked
Style is never in the papers
I read it like an open book
Style
If you can’t see the substance
Style shows how it’s organized
Style is looking for your money
It’s in the way you paint your eyes

There is always a way
A way things are done
I’ve been learning my abc’s
I know what is 10, I know what is 1 in

Style is a naked look
Underneath your style
Style of a different place
Talking through your style

Even the way you hide it
Reveals the thing you hide
Your style may never cause a riot
It’s still a style to have no style

There is always a way
To light up a lamp
It’s been a crazy year all around
The check never came
I can’t let it cramp my

Style is a world for sale
You can’t buy this style
Style that you can’t resist
You won’t cramp my style

 

Sunburst Finish

Ritual dancer spins away
Lost in a whirling dervish ballet
Musicians playing
Out of tune in perfect harmony

Traveling down the sandy track
Compass in hand, guitar on my back
Trying to find the
Secret truth inside the pyramid

Foxy pharaoh knows all, won’t tell
Dangerous knowledge locked in a cell
Method in madness
Ancient logic, never ending mystery

Anticipation fills the air
As the natives gather ’round
Watching the fiery sun go down
In the technicolor sky
Exploding mandala of light
Disappearing into darkness
A stunning sunburst finish
Shatters the horizon

Eye of the sphinx now winks at you
What is he thinking? wish that I knew
Wonder of wisdom
Far beyond this mortal comedy

Wind of the desert blowing strong
Mist of the ocean kissed by the sun
Tropical splendor
Paradise is calling you away

Make up your mind, don’t make a scene
Wake up to find your garden is green
Please take your seat onboard
The destination is utopia

Echoing across the canyon
Hear the song of the gypsy caravan
Magical voices in flight

Looking for the next oasis
’neath the glow of the silver-shadow moon
Radiant princess of night

Stay forever, stay for a while
Hypnotized by sight and sound
Empty feelings bring a frown
Only love can make you smile

 

Swing To The Right

Swing to the right
Try to face the fact that I ain’t that young no more
Hair’s short again and a suit is in,
Better brush up on how to tie a windsor knot
Swing to the right
Credit’s hard to find and a dollar doesn’t go so far
What’s more important when the count comes in
A sell-out who’s alive or a corpse that can’t be bought?

Stop the hand of time
Think I see a sign
Tables turning ’round
Hear a different sound
Stop the hands of time
Looking out for mine

Swing to the right
Don’t want to hear what the povertous expect from me
Let ’em eat cake if they feel that way
I gotta work why should I have to pay for that?
And I don’t want to be left holding the bag for them
’scuze me for living but I have to say,
I’ve got some worries of my own, like staying fat

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