The Who
No one knows what it's like to be the bad man to be the sad man behind blue eyes No one knows what it's like to be hated to be fated to telling only lies But my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely my love is vengeance that's never free No one knows what it's like to feel these feelings like I do and I blame you No one bites back as hard on their anger none of my pain and woe can show through But my dreams they aren't as empty as my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonely my love is vengeance that's never free When my fist clenches, crack it open before I use it and lose my cool when I smile, tell me some bad news before I laugh and act like a fool And if I swallow anything evil put your finger down my throat and if I shiver, please give me a blanket keep me warm, let me wear your coat No one knows what it's like to be the bad man to be the sad man behind blue eyes Songwriters: Pete Townshend Lyrics © FABULOUS MUSIC LTD, ABKCO MUSIC INC PETE TOWNSHEND CATALOG, UNIVERSAL MUSIC-CAREERS OBO TOWSER TUNES INC, SPIRIT ONE MUSIC OBO TOWSER TUNES, TOWSER TUNES, INC. 
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Jefferson Airplane
One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you, don't do anything at all Go ask Alice, when she's ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits, and you know you're going to fall Tell 'em a hookah-smoking caterpillar has given you the call And call Alice, when she was just small When the men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low Go ask Alice, I think she'll know When logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead And the white knight is talking backwards And the red queen's off with her head Remember what the dormouse said Feed your head, Feed your head Songwriters: Grace Wing Slick Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group 
Tracy Chapman
You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Anyplace is better Starting from zero got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something But me myself I got nothing to prove You got a fast car And I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money We won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs And finally see what it means to be living You see my old man's got a problem He live with the bottle that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working I say his body's too young to look like his My mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said somebody's got to take care of him So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car But is it fast enough so we can fly away? We gotta make a decision We leave tonight or live and die this way See I remember we were driving, driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruising entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job And I work in the market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs See I remember we were driving, driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car And I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me'd find it I got no plans I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving See I remember when we were driving, driving in your car The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car But is it fast enough so you can fly away? You gotta make a decision Leave tonight or live and die this way Songwriters: Tracy L. Chapman Lyrics © Emi April Music Inc., Kobalt, Emi Music Publishing France, Kobalt Music Publishing Limited, Purple Rabbit Music, EMI April Music Inc, Purple Rabbit Music (Tracy Chapman) 
Sheena Easton
For your eyes only, can see me through the night. For your eyes only, I never need to hide. You can see so much in me, so much in me that's new. I never felt until I looked at you. For your eyes only, only for you. You'll see what no one else can see, and now I'm breaking free. For your eyes only, only for you. The love I know you need in me, the fantasy you've freed in me. Only for you, only for you. For your eyes only, the nights are never cold. You really know me, that's all I need to know. Maybe I'm an open book because I know you're mine, But you won't need to read between the lines. For your eyes only, only for you. You see what no one else can see, and now I'm breaking free. For your eyes only, only for you. The passions that collide in me, the wild abandoned side of me. Only for you, for your eyes only. Songwriters: Bill Conti/Michael Leeson/Mick Leeson Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC 
The Doors
Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan Riders on the storm There's a killer on the road His brain is squirmin' like a toad Take a long holiday Let your children play If you give this man a ride Sweet family will die Killer on the road Girl you gotta love your man Girl you gotta love your man Take him by the hand Make him understand The world on you depends Our life will never end Gotta love your man Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Into this house we're born Into this world we're thrown Like a dog without a bone An actor out on loan Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Written By: John Densmore, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek & Jim Morrison 
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Know you are a friend of mine, babe you been gone An awful long time. You might remember me, I tried To set your soul free. Glad that you got it made, when did you finalize your last trade? You are the only one I've ever seen do what you done Anything that you done done, you are the only one Don't put me under your gun. I'm gonna be missing you, even though I understand that you're not through. Go on take it day by day, seems like I lost you anyway. Glad that you got it made, when did you finalize your last trade? You are the only one I've ever seen do what you done Done Anything that you done done, you are the only one Don't put me under your gun. When you came to save the world I caused your Dreams to fade, I couldn't do what you did and rained on your parade. Glad that you got it made. Glad that you got it made. Hard set of changes, for anyone that I know, You're gonna make it, make it, make it better for you And me and anyone else you know. Just don't forget me, I'll be there when you're done And in the meantime, meantime, you'll get to know Yourself So don't judge anyone else, anyone. It doesn't matter I don't mind, I'm sure that you'll Remember sometime, even if you never do, All you need to worry `bout now is you. Glad that you got it made, when did you finalize your Last trade? You are the only one I've ever seen do what you done Done Anything that you done done, you are the only one Don't put me under your gun. Glad that you got it made. Songwriters: Stephen Stills/Neil Young Lyrics © Silver Fiddle Music, Wixen Music Publishing O/B/o Gold Hill Music 
The Alan Parsons Project
Tell you 'bout a dream that I have every night Tell you 'bout a dream that I have every night It ain't Kodachrome and it isn't black and white Take me for a fool if you feel that's right Well, I'm never on my own but there's nobody in sight I don't know why I'm scared of the lightning Trying to reach me I can't turn to the left or the right I'm too scared to run and I'm too weak to fight But I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap to me Psychobabble Tell you 'bout a dream that I have every night It's in Dolby Stereo but I never hear it right Take me for a fool, well, that's all right Well, I see the way to go but there isn't any light I don't know why I'm scared of the lightning Trying to reach me Help me to find what I don't wanna know You're taking me there but I don't wanna go I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap to me Psychobabble, all psychobabble Psychobabble, all psychobabble I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap to me You're readin' my mind, you won't look in my eyes You say I do things that I don't realize But I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap to me Psychobabble, all psychobabble Psychobabble, all psychobabble You're lighting a scene that's faded to black I threw it away 'cause I don't want it back But I don't care, it's all psychobabble rap Songwriters: Eric Woolfson/Alan Parsons Lyrics © Woolfsongs Ltd., Universal Music- Careers, Universal Music-careers 
3 Doors Down
Your stuck on a chain And your toeing a lie Seems like everytime that you catch up You only fall behind And your trapped inside this world you made yourself but that's not the world I live in this is not the life for me cause my world is bigger than your problems and it's bigger than me that's not the world I live in this is not the life for me cause my world is bigger than your problems and it's bigger than me There is always someone to blame for the things you do yourself you think that everything that's going wrong is because of someone else And your trapped inside this world you made yourself that's not the world I live in this is not the life for me cause my world is bigger than your problems and it's bigger than me it's not the world I live in this is not the life for me cause my world is bigger than your problems and it's bigger than me and it's bigger than me cause i'm lonely outside and i'll look on in And that's not the world I live in this is not the life for me cause my world is bigger than your problems and it's bigger than me it's not the world I live in this is not the life for me cause my world is bigger than your problems and it's bigger than me cause my world is bigger than your problems and it's bigger than me Songwriters: Bradley Kirk Arnold/Robert Todd Harrell/Christopher Lee Henderson/Matthew Darrick Roberts Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group 
Three Dog Night
Will you have whiskey with your water Or sugar with your tea What are these crazy questions That they're asking of me This is the craziest party That there ever could be Oh, don't turn on the light 'Cause I don't want to see Mama told me not to come Mama told me not to come That ain't the way to have fun Open up the window Let some air into this room I think I'm almost choking from The smell of stale perfume And that cigarette you're smoking 'Bout to scare me half to death Open up the window sucka Let me catch my breath Mama told me not to come Mama told me not to come That ain't the way to have fun, son That ain't the way to have fun, son The radio is blasting, Someone's beating on the door I'm looking at my girlfriend She's passed out on the floor I seen so many things I ain't never seen before I don't know what it is But I don't wanna see no more Mama told me not to come Mama told me not to come She said, that ain't the way to have fun, son That ain't the way to have fun, Mama told me, Mama told me, Mama told me Told me, told me, Mama told me not to come Mama told me not to come That ain't the way to have fun, no That ain't the way to have fun, son That ain't the way to have fun, no That ain't the way to have fun, son That ain't the way to have fun, no That ain't the way to have fun, son That ain't the way to have fun, no That ain't the way to have fun, son Songwriters: Randy Newman Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc 
Seals & Crofts
Oh hummingbird, mankind was waiting for you to come flying along. Heavenly songbird, we were so wrong. We've harmed you. Oh hummingbird, lend us your wings. Let us soar in the atmosphere of Abha. Lift us up to the heaven of holiness, oh source of our being, oh hummingbird. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. In you I've found a fragrance. I'll love you 'til I die. I just love you, love you, love you. I don't even know the reason why. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. The sweetness of your nectar has drawn me like a fly. I just love you, love you, love you. I don't even know the reason why. Now, Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Haven't you noticed the days somehow keep getting longer? And the spirit voices whisper in us all. Haven't you noticed the rays? The spirit sun in stronger And a new day is dawning on us all. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. ... Alas, here comes the "Gardener"; he's come to till the flowers ... The draught of understanding; wisdom, peace and love is ours. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Hummingbird don't fly away, fly away. Written By: Jim Seals & Dash Crofts 
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