
Some velvet morning when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
and how she gave me life
and how she made it in
Some velvet morning when I'm straight
When an artist dies he or she gets to pick one song to be remembered by for ever. Instantly, this song will become the Number One Song all over in Heaven.
Some velvet morning when I'm straight
I'm gonna open up your gate
And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra
and how she gave me life
and how she made it in
Some velvet morning when I'm straight
There's a place for us
A time and place for us
Hold my hand and we're halfway there
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
I can't stand to see you cry
Honey you know where the world is at
Get what you want with your lucky eyes
Imagination is funny, it makes a cloudy day sunny
Makes a bee think of honey just as I think of you
Imagination is crazy, your whole perspective gets hazy
Starts you asking a daisy "What to do, what to do?"
The King Sisters - Imagination
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day
So we say, Hip Hooray!
God bless England so we pray
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day
Holy smoke
A land sakes alive!
I never thought this could happen to me
Mm, yeah! Mm, yeah!
't Is stil in Amsterdam
De mensen zijn gaan slapen
Hmmm hmmm
De auto's en de fietsen
Zijn levenloze dingen
De stad behoort nu nog
Aan een paar enkelingen
Zoals ik
Die houden van verlaten straten
Om zomaar hardop
In jezelf te kunnen praten
Om zomaar hardop te kunnen zingen
Want de auto's en de fietsen
Zijn levenloze dingen
Eh toi, dis-moi que tu m'aimes
Même si c'est un mensonge
Et qu'on n'a pas une chance
La vie est si triste
Dis-moi que tu m'aimes
Tous les jours sont les mêmes
J'ai besoin de romance
When played at the right sound level, which is quite high and exciting, the tones in this music will cause your ears to act as neurophonic instruments that emit sounds that will seem to be issuing directly from your head
... (my audiences) discover they are producing a tonal dimension of the music which interacts melodically, rhythmically, and spatially with the tones in the room. Tones 'dance' in the immediate space of their body, around them like a sonic wrap, cascade inside ears, and out to space in front of their eyes
... Do not be alarmed! Your ears are not behaving strange or being damaged! ... these virtual tones are a natural and very real physical aspect of auditory perception, similar to the fusing of two images resulting in a third three dimensional image in binocular perception... I want to release this music which is produced by the listener ...
Mama says, when you kiss my lips
I'll get a thrill through my fingertips
Yeah-yeah. (Shot-shoo-bop, shot-shot-shoo-bop)
Hey-hey (Shot-shoo-bop, shot-shot-shoo-bop)
Hey-hey (Shot-shoo-bop, shot-shot-shoo-bop)
Hey! (Shot-shoo-bop, shot-shot-shoo-bop)
Please say you do (Shot-shoo-bop, bop)
I wander up and down love’s highway
Forever searching every byway
For tender words you may throw my way
I’m a beggar in love
If you got something you want more
If you have nothing you stay poor
It's not the life for yah and moi
Teach your eyes to look out
Teach your ears to hear
Walk up to the corner
Where the coast is clear
& wait
& wait
Until you've seen
That light go green
Fay Lovsky & La Bande Dessinée - In The Middle In The Middle
© New York State Department of Safety
"How did he do that?"
"My father made him an offer he couldn't refuse."
It ain't necessarily so
De t'ings dat yo li'ble
To read in de Bible - It ain't necessarily so
Wadoo!
Zim bam boddle-oo!
Hoodle ah da waah da!
Scatty way!
Scatty wah!
Let me tell ya a story about a boll weevil
Now, some of you may not know, but a boll weevil is an insect. And he's found
mostly where cotton grows. Now, where he comes from, hm, nobody really knows.
But this is the way the story goes
Te vas Alfonsina con tu soledad,
¿qué poemas nuevos fuiste a buscar?
Una voz antigua de viento y de sal
Te requiebra el alma y la está llevando
Y te vas hacia allá como en sueños
Dormida, Alfonsina, vestida de mar
When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won
When the day is done
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high
We go around the world and we do what must be done
It's a top secret mission and our enemies are wishin
That they had a bigger gun
Yeah we do our best
We do our best
To look good doing it
Oh, You know I love you baby
All night long
But you dog me around
You don't care 'bout my life no more
(No she don't!)
Booohooohoooh
Let it fly in the breeze and get caught in the trees
Give a home to the fleas, in my hair
It's a complicated world, so girl just be a friend
I swear I'll never call you bitch again (and that's my word)
If we could share an evening now and then
I'm sure we'd find true happiness again
You never hold me like you used to do
Oh, it's funny what success has done to you
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long way from home, a long way from home
Peter, Paul & Mary - Sometimes I Feel Like A Motherless Child
Comes a-walkin' down my street
When she comes to my house
She knocks upon my door
And then she comes in my room
Yeah, an' she make me feel alright
(pok pok!)
It's too late
To fall in love with Sharon Tate
But it's too soon
To ask me for the words I want carved on my tomb
Up above my head (up above my head)
I hear music in the air (I hear music in the air)
Up above my head (up above my head)
I hear music in the air (I hear music in the air)
Up above my head (up above my head)
I hear music in the air (I hear music in the air)
I really do believe, I really do believe there's a Heaven somewhere.
Sister Rosetta Tharpe and Marie Knight - Up above My Head, I Hear Music
From this happy day, no more blue songs
Only whoop dee doo songs
From this moment on
For you've got the love I need so much
Got the skin I love to touch
Got the arms to hold me tight
Got the sweet lips to kiss me goodnight
I'll make you happy, baby, just wait and see
For every kiss you give me, I'll give you three
Oh, since the day I saw you, I have been waiting for you
You know I will adore you 'til eternity
You hold her hand and she holds yours
And that's a very good sign
That she's your tootsey-wootsey
In the good, old summertime
It’s closing time in this nowhere café
There’s no way in the world I’m gonna let that girl
Let her slip away
Radio, everybody listens to the radio
There you go, everybody's singing to the songs they know
Captain Decker, Flying Dutchman
Makes you wonder: is this me and am I real
For you can see what I can see
If I'm free why shouldn't you be?
Birds sing out of tune
And rain clouds hide the moon
I'm OK, here I'll stay
With my loneliness
I don't care what they say I won't stay
In a world without love
Though I walk in the shadow of the valley of evil, I have no fear
As I am the biggest bastard in the valley
So tonight gotta leave that nine to five upon the shelf
And just enjoy yourself
Groove, let the madness in the music get to you
Life ain't so bad at all