Sun comes up
Breakfast show
Can't you see me runnin'?
It's crazy, don't ya know?
The moon is high
I'm workin' through the night
Will somebody tell me,
Where do all the hours go?
(Go? (I don't know)
Well it don't stop, no
It's never gonna stop
Why do I have to ware so many
Things on my head?
HATS!
One day I'm a mother
One day I'm a lover
What am I supposed to do?
HATS!
Workin'for a livin'
All because I'm driven
To be the very best for you
The water is hot
(so hot)
The phone don't stop
(Hello, goodbye, hello...)
So how do I manage to hold on
to my sanity?
(I don't know, baby I don't know)
The red dress on
Time for havin' fun
(Time for havin' fun)
But can I really be the girl
You think you see in me?
The spirit is willing but the
flesh is weak
Why do I have to ware so many
Things on my head?
HATS!
One day I'm a mother
One day I'm a lover
What am I supposed to do?
HATS!
Workin for a livin'
All because I'm driven
to be the very best for you
HATS!
One day I'm a mother
One day I'm a lover
What am I supposed to do?
HATS!
Workin' for a livin'
All because I'm driven
To be the very best for you.
This may be a dream come true...
This may be poetry in motion
This may a dream come true...
But when it all comes down...
It's an awful lot to do!
HATS!
It don't stop, no it's never gonna stop.
Why do I have to ware...
(Things on my head)?
HATS!
One day I'm a mother
One day I'm a lover
What am I supposed to do?
I'm workin' for a livin'
All because I'm driven, to be...
The very best (Very best!)
(What am I supposed to do?)
HATS!
...workin' for a livin'
all because I'm driven
To be the very best...
It don't stop, no it's never gonna stop
Why do I have to ware?...
Why do I have to ware?...
(One day I'm a mother, one day I'm a lover...
What am I supposed to do?)
HATS
written by: Amy Grant (1991)
"Heart in Motion"
HATS!
Monday, September 2, 2013
Thunder Road
The screen door slams
Mary's dress sways
Like a vision she dances across the porch
as the radio plays.
Roy Orbison's singin' for the lonely
Hey, that's me and I want you only.
Don't turn me home again. I just can't face myself alone.
Don't run back inside
Darlin' you know just what I'm here for.
So you're scared and you're thinkin' that
maybe we aint that young anymore.
Well show a little faith!
There's magic in the night.
You aint a beauty, but hey, you're alright.
Oh, and that's alright with me.
You can hide 'neath your covers
and Study your pain...
Make crosses from your lovers...
Throw rose in the rain...
Waste your summer prayin' in vain
for a savior to rise from these streets.
Well I'm no hero--that's understood.
All the redemption I can offer, girl is
beneath this dirty hood;
With a chance to make it good somehow.
Hey, what else can we do now? Except
roll down the windows & let the wind
blow back your hair?
Well, the night's busted open,
these two lanes'll take us anywhere.
We got one last chance to make it real--
to trade in these wings on some wheels.
Climb in back...
Heaven's waitin' down on the tracks.
Oh, oh, come take my hand...
We're ridin' out tonight to case the Promised Land.
Oh, oh oh, Thunder Road... Oh Thunder Road!
Lying out there like a killer In the sun...
Hey, I know it's late, but we can make it if we run!
Oh oh oh Thunder Road...sit tight, take hold. Thunder Road!
Well I got this guitar, and I learned how to make it talk.
And my car's out back, if you're ready to take that long walk
from your front porch, to my front seat.
The door's open, but the ride...it aint free.
I know you're lonely. These words I aint spoken.
Tonight we'll be free; all the promises will be broken.
There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away.
They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolet's.
They scream your name at night in the street...
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet.
And in the lonely cool before dawn,
from your room hear their engines roar on.
But when you get to the porch, they're gone, on the wind.
So, Mary climb in...
It's a town full of losers and I'm pullin' outta here to win.
--Thunder Road
Written by Bruce Springsteen (1975)
"Born to Run"
Mary's dress sways
Like a vision she dances across the porch
as the radio plays.
Roy Orbison's singin' for the lonely
Hey, that's me and I want you only.
Don't turn me home again. I just can't face myself alone.
Don't run back inside
Darlin' you know just what I'm here for.
So you're scared and you're thinkin' that
maybe we aint that young anymore.
Well show a little faith!
There's magic in the night.
You aint a beauty, but hey, you're alright.
Oh, and that's alright with me.
You can hide 'neath your covers
and Study your pain...
Make crosses from your lovers...
Throw rose in the rain...
Waste your summer prayin' in vain
for a savior to rise from these streets.
Well I'm no hero--that's understood.
All the redemption I can offer, girl is
beneath this dirty hood;
With a chance to make it good somehow.
Hey, what else can we do now? Except
roll down the windows & let the wind
blow back your hair?
Well, the night's busted open,
these two lanes'll take us anywhere.
We got one last chance to make it real--
to trade in these wings on some wheels.
Climb in back...
Heaven's waitin' down on the tracks.
Oh, oh, come take my hand...
We're ridin' out tonight to case the Promised Land.
Oh, oh oh, Thunder Road... Oh Thunder Road!
Lying out there like a killer In the sun...
Hey, I know it's late, but we can make it if we run!
Oh oh oh Thunder Road...sit tight, take hold. Thunder Road!
Well I got this guitar, and I learned how to make it talk.
And my car's out back, if you're ready to take that long walk
from your front porch, to my front seat.
The door's open, but the ride...it aint free.
I know you're lonely. These words I aint spoken.
Tonight we'll be free; all the promises will be broken.
There were ghosts in the eyes of all the boys you sent away.
They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolet's.
They scream your name at night in the street...
Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet.
And in the lonely cool before dawn,
from your room hear their engines roar on.
But when you get to the porch, they're gone, on the wind.
So, Mary climb in...
It's a town full of losers and I'm pullin' outta here to win.
--Thunder Road
Written by Bruce Springsteen (1975)
"Born to Run"
Sunday, September 4, 2011
The Stranger
Well we all have a face
That we hide away forever
And we take them out and show ourselves
When everyone has gone
Some are satin, some are steel, some
Are silk and some are leather
They're the faces of a stranger
But we love to try them on
Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some e never tell
Why were you so surprised that you
Never saw the stranger?
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it...why can't
someone else?
You should know by now...
You've been there yourself
Once I used to believe I was
Such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not recognize
When I pressed her for a reason
She refused to even answer
It was then I felt the stranger
Kick me right between the eyes
Don't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it...Why can't
Someone else?
You should know by now...
You've been there yourself
You may never understand how
The stranger is inspired
But he isn't always evil, and
He is not always wrong
Though you drown in good intentions
You may never quench the fire
Don't give in to your desire when the
Stranger comes along
Performed by Billy Joel
Written by Billy Joel
"The Stranger" 1973
That we hide away forever
And we take them out and show ourselves
When everyone has gone
Some are satin, some are steel, some
Are silk and some are leather
They're the faces of a stranger
But we love to try them on
Well we all fall in love
But we disregard the danger
Though we share so many secrets
There are some e never tell
Why were you so surprised that you
Never saw the stranger?
Did you ever let your lover see
The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it...why can't
someone else?
You should know by now...
You've been there yourself
Once I used to believe I was
Such a great romancer
Then I came home to a woman
That I could not recognize
When I pressed her for a reason
She refused to even answer
It was then I felt the stranger
Kick me right between the eyes
Don't be afraid to try again
Everyone goes south
Every now and then
You've done it...Why can't
Someone else?
You should know by now...
You've been there yourself
You may never understand how
The stranger is inspired
But he isn't always evil, and
He is not always wrong
Though you drown in good intentions
You may never quench the fire
Don't give in to your desire when the
Stranger comes along
Performed by Billy Joel
Written by Billy Joel
"The Stranger" 1973
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Tapestry
My Life has been a tapestry of rich and royal hue
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view
A wondrous woven magic, in bits of blue and gold
A tapestry to feel and see
Impossible to hold.
Once, amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune
A drifter passing by
He wore a torn and tattered cloth
Around his leathered hide
And a coat of many colors
Yellow-green on either side
He moved with some uncertainty, as if he didn't know
Just what he was there for, or where he ought to go
Once he reached for something golden hanging from a tree
And his hand came down empty.
Soon within my tapestry along the rugged road
He sat down on a river rock, and turned into a toad
It seemed that he had fallen
into someone's wicked spell
And I wept to see him suffer
Though I didn't know him well
As I watched in sorrow there suddenly appeared
A figure gray and ghostly beneath a flowing beard
In times of deepest darkness, I've seen him dressed in black
Now my tapestry's unraveling...he's come to take me back!
...He's come to take me back!
Performed by Carole King
Written by Carole King (1971).
An everlasting vision of the ever-changing view
A wondrous woven magic, in bits of blue and gold
A tapestry to feel and see
Impossible to hold.
Once, amid the soft, silver sadness in the sky
There came a man of fortune
A drifter passing by
He wore a torn and tattered cloth
Around his leathered hide
And a coat of many colors
Yellow-green on either side
He moved with some uncertainty, as if he didn't know
Just what he was there for, or where he ought to go
Once he reached for something golden hanging from a tree
And his hand came down empty.
Soon within my tapestry along the rugged road
He sat down on a river rock, and turned into a toad
It seemed that he had fallen
into someone's wicked spell
And I wept to see him suffer
Though I didn't know him well
As I watched in sorrow there suddenly appeared
A figure gray and ghostly beneath a flowing beard
In times of deepest darkness, I've seen him dressed in black
Now my tapestry's unraveling...he's come to take me back!
...He's come to take me back!
Performed by Carole King
Written by Carole King (1971).
Saturday, August 27, 2011
A Love Song
There's a Wren in a willow wood
Flies so high, sings so good
And he brings to you
What he sings to you
And the love in his lullaby
seems to tell me if I try
I could fly to you
Lover I wanna try for you
Cause
I wanna sing you a love song
I wanna rock you in my arms all night long
I wanna get to know you
I wanna show you
The peaceful feelin' of my home
Summer thunder on moon bright days
Northern lights in skies ablaze
I'll bring to you
If you'll let me sing to you
Silver moons in a firey sky
Show the trail of our love and I
wanna sing to you
Love is what I bring to you
And
I wanna sing to you
I wanna sing you a love song
I wanna rock you in my arms all night long
I wanna get to know you
I wanna show you
The peaceful feelin' of my home
I wanna sing you a lovesong
I wanna rock you in my arm all night long
I wanna get to know you
I wanna show you
The peaceful feelin' of my home
Performed by Loggins and Messina
Written by: Kenny Loggins and Jim Messina (1973)
Flies so high, sings so good
And he brings to you
What he sings to you
And the love in his lullaby
seems to tell me if I try
I could fly to you
Lover I wanna try for you
Cause
I wanna sing you a love song
I wanna rock you in my arms all night long
I wanna get to know you
I wanna show you
The peaceful feelin' of my home
Summer thunder on moon bright days
Northern lights in skies ablaze
I'll bring to you
If you'll let me sing to you
Silver moons in a firey sky
Show the trail of our love and I
wanna sing to you
Love is what I bring to you
And
I wanna sing to you
I wanna sing you a love song
I wanna rock you in my arms all night long
I wanna get to know you
I wanna show you
The peaceful feelin' of my home
I wanna sing you a lovesong
I wanna rock you in my arm all night long
I wanna get to know you
I wanna show you
The peaceful feelin' of my home
Performed by Loggins and Messina
Written by: Kenny Loggins and Jim Messina (1973)
Friday, August 26, 2011
The Pretender
I'm gonna rent myself a house
in the shade of the freeway
Gonna pack my lunch in the mornin' and
go to work each day
And when the evenin' rolls around
I'll go on home and lay my body down
And when the mornin' light comes streamin' in
I'll get up and do it again... Amen
(say it again..Amen)
I wanna know what became of the changes
we waited for love to bring
Were they only the fitful dreams of some
greater awakening?
I've been aware of the time goin' by
They say in the end, it's the blink of an eye
And when the mornin' light comes streamin' in,
we'll get up and do it again...Amen.
Caught
Between the longing for love and the struggle for
the legal tender
Where the sirens sing, and the church bells ring,
and the junk man pounds his fender.
Where the veterans dream of the fight
Fast asleep at the traffic light
And the children solemnly wait for the ice cream vendor
Out into the cool of the evening, strolls the Pretender
He knows that all his hopes and dreams
Begin and end there
Ahhh the laughter of the lovers as they
run through the night
Leaving nothing (for the others) but
to choose off and fight
And tear at the world with all their might...
While the ships barring their dreams
sail outta sight
I'm gonna find myself a girl
who can show me what laughter means
And we'll fill in the missing colors in
each other's paint by number dreams
And then we'll put our dark glasses on
And we'll make love until our strength is gone
And when the mornin' light comes streamin' in
We'll get up and do it again (Get up again)...
Amen
I'm gonna be a happy idiot
and struggle for the legal tender
Where the heirs take aim. and lay their claim
to the heart and soul of the spender
And believe in whatever may lie in those
things that money can buy...
For true love could have been a contender
Are you there?
Say a prayer for the pretender;
Who started out so young and strong
Only to surrender.
Say a prayer for the Pretender
Are you there for the Pretender?
(Are you prepared for the pretender?)
Performed by Jackson Browne
Written by Jackson Browne (1975)
in the shade of the freeway
Gonna pack my lunch in the mornin' and
go to work each day
And when the evenin' rolls around
I'll go on home and lay my body down
And when the mornin' light comes streamin' in
I'll get up and do it again... Amen
(say it again..Amen)
I wanna know what became of the changes
we waited for love to bring
Were they only the fitful dreams of some
greater awakening?
I've been aware of the time goin' by
They say in the end, it's the blink of an eye
And when the mornin' light comes streamin' in,
we'll get up and do it again...Amen.
Caught
Between the longing for love and the struggle for
the legal tender
Where the sirens sing, and the church bells ring,
and the junk man pounds his fender.
Where the veterans dream of the fight
Fast asleep at the traffic light
And the children solemnly wait for the ice cream vendor
Out into the cool of the evening, strolls the Pretender
He knows that all his hopes and dreams
Begin and end there
Ahhh the laughter of the lovers as they
run through the night
Leaving nothing (for the others) but
to choose off and fight
And tear at the world with all their might...
While the ships barring their dreams
sail outta sight
I'm gonna find myself a girl
who can show me what laughter means
And we'll fill in the missing colors in
each other's paint by number dreams
And then we'll put our dark glasses on
And we'll make love until our strength is gone
And when the mornin' light comes streamin' in
We'll get up and do it again (Get up again)...
Amen
I'm gonna be a happy idiot
and struggle for the legal tender
Where the heirs take aim. and lay their claim
to the heart and soul of the spender
And believe in whatever may lie in those
things that money can buy...
For true love could have been a contender
Are you there?
Say a prayer for the pretender;
Who started out so young and strong
Only to surrender.
Say a prayer for the Pretender
Are you there for the Pretender?
(Are you prepared for the pretender?)
Performed by Jackson Browne
Written by Jackson Browne (1975)
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