Song lyric stuck in my head...

[Lady Nicolette]

"Insider" by Tom Petty

You've got a dangerous background
And everything you've dreamed of
Yeah you're the Dark Angel
It don't show when you break up
And I'm the one who oughta know
I'm the one left in the dust
Yeah I'm the broken hearted fool
Who was never quite enough

I'm an insider, I been burned by the fire
And I've had to live with some hard promises
I've crawled through the briars
I'm an insider

It's a circle of deception
It's a hall of strangers
It's a cage without a key
You can feel the danger
And I'm the one who oughta know
I'm the one you couldn't trust
Yeah I'm the lonely silent one
I'm the one left in the dust

I'm an insider, I been burned by the fire
And I've had to live with some hard promises
I've crawled through the briars
I'm an insider

I'll bet you're his masterpiece
I'll bet you're his self-control
Yeah you'll become his legacy
His quiet world of white and gold
And I'm the one who ought to know
I'm the one you left to rust
Not one of your twisted friends
I'm the one you couldn't love

I'm an insider, I been burned by the fire
And I've had to live with some hard promises
I've crawled through the briars--I'm an insider

[chainshot]

American Girl

Well she was an american girl
Raised on promises
She couldn't help thinkin that there
Was a little more to life
Somewhere else
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
Yeah, an d if she had to die
Tryin' she had one little promise
She was gonna keep

Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an american girl

It was kind of cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
She could the cars roll by
Out on 441
Like waves crashin' in the beach
And for one desperate moment there
He crept back in her memory
God it's so painful
Something that's so close
And still so far out of reach

Oh yeah, all right
Take it easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an american girl

[Welsh Wench]

Why drink the water
from my hand?
Contagious as you think I am
Just tilt my sun towards
your domain.
Your cup runneth over again.

Don't scream about
Don't think aloud
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out
Don't worry about
Don't speak of doubt
Turn your head now baby
Just spit me out

Why follow me to higher ground?
Lost as you swear I am.
Don't throw away your basic needs,
Ambiance and vanity.

December promise you gave unto me
December whispers of treachery
December clouds are now covering me
December songs no longer I sing

~~Collective Soul, December

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D8Jurk6TUqI

[Welsh Wench]

This has been going through my mind for the past month. Maybe if I post it, I can let it go. It brings back memories of basement parties with Strawberry Hill and Ripple....

Let me take you, baby
Down to the riverbed
Got to tell you something
Go right to your head
I got a line on you, baby
I got a line on you
I got a line on you
I got a line on you, baby
Gotta put your arms around me
With every bit of your love
If you know what to do
I'll make love to you
If we got through our lines
We'll get through these times
I got a line on you, baby
I got a line on you
I got a line on you, baby
I got a line on you
Ah, winter's almost over
The summer she's comin' on strong
I can love you, love you, love you
Love you all year long
I got a line on you, baby
I got a line on you
I got a line on you, baby
I got a line on you

~~Spirit, I Got a Line

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bs7qUw3cuYc

By the way, Ed Cassidy the drummer was Randy California's stepfather. Randy is gone, swept away rescuing his son from a riptide, but Ed still is active at the age of 87.

[Demetrius]

Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back
Ain't much an old country boy like me can't hack
It's early to rise, early in the sack
Thank God, I'm A Country Boy

Well a simple kinda life never did me no harm
A raisin' me a family and workin' on a farm
My days are all filled with an easy country charm
Thank God I'm a country boy

When the work's all done and the sun's settin' low
I pull out my fiddle and I rosin' up the bow
The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low
Thank God I'm a country boy

I'd play "Sally Goodin'" all day if I could
But the Lord and my wife wouldn't take it very good
So I fiddle when I can, work when I should
Thank God, I'm a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm A country boy

Well I wouldn't trade my life for diamonds or jewels
I never was one of them money hungry fools
I'd rather have my fiddle and my farmin' tools
Thank God I'm a country boy

Yeah, city folk drivin' in a black limousine
A lotta sad people thinkin' that's a mighty keen
Son, let me tell ya now exactly what I mean
I thank God I'm a country boy

Well, I got me a fine wife, I got me old fiddle
When the sun's comin' up I got cakes on the griddle
Life ain't nothin' but a funny, funny riddle
Thank God I'm a country boy

Well, my fiddle was my daddy's til the day he died
And he took me by the hand and held me close to his side
He said...'Live a good life and play my fiddle with pride
And thank God you're a country boy"

My daddy taught me young how to hunt and how to whittle
He taught me how to work and play a tune on the fiddle
Taught me how to love and how to give just a little
Thank God I'm a country boy


-John Denver
(words and music by John Martin Summers)

[Eric the Ugly]

Questions 67 and 68 - Chicago

Can this feeling that we have together
Oooh, suddenly exist between
Did this meeting of our minds together
Oooh, happen just today, some way

I'd like to know
Can you tell me; please don't tell me
It really doesn't matter anyhow
It's just that the thought of us so happy
Appears in my mind, as a beautifully mysterious thing

Was your image in my mind so deeply
Oooh, other faces fade away
Blocking memories of unhappy hours
Oooh, leavin' just a burnin' love

I'd like to know
Can you tell me; please don't tell me
It really doesn't matter anyhow
It's just that the thought of us so happy
Appears in my mind, as a beautifully mysterious thing
Yes it does now baby

Can this lovin' we have found within us
Oooh, suddenly exist between
Did we somehow try to make it happen
Oooh, was it just a natural thing

I'd like to know
Can you tell me; please don't tell me
It really doesn't matter anyhow
It's just that the thought of us so happy
Appears in my mind, as a beautifully mysterious thing
Yes it does now baby
Questions 67 and 68

[bradenmac]

Pin Hits The Shell- Drive By Truckers

You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race
but you can't lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face.
And the same God that you're so afraid is gonna send you to hell
is the same one you're gonna answer to when the pin hits the shell.

Your sister's been blaming everybody.
I don't blame her, man, I guess I'd blame them too
if you was my brother, man, I'd probably stand by you.
But you ain't, man, so I got to go my way.

And I ain't gonna crawl upon no high horse
Cause I got thrown off of one
when I was young and I ain't no cowboy
so I ain't going where I don't belong.
It wouldn't do you no good to let you know that it damned near killed me too
so I ain't gonna mourn for you, man, now that you're gone.

Me and you, we liked our pills and our whiskey.
But you don't want your head full of either one when
the house gets quiet and dark.
Having fun used to be so damned easy,
racing trains from 2nd Street to Avalon.
Take a trip down memory lane,
You don't see no friendly faces
all the houses have been painted and
nobody knows your name.
It's enough to make a man not want
to be nobody's Daddy,
when all he thinks he's got left to hand down is guilt and shame.

And I ain't gonna crawl upon no high horse........

You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race
but you can't lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face.
And the same God that you're so afraid is gonna send you to hell
is the same one you're gonna answer to when the pin hits the shell

[Welsh Wench]

When you give more than you get, you're in danger
You may find that you're in love with a stranger 
For who knows what evil lurks within the hearts of men?
It's vanity, insanity to play when you can't win
When you find that you're losing, it's time to get on moving
'Cause there's danger: heartbreak dead ahead

It only takes one second, girl, to learn
That playing with fire will get you burned 
Now girl, don't you be foolish
They say that love is blind, but it's clear as the highway sign
That reads "Danger: heartbreak dead ahead"
Heartbreak dead ahead

Read the sign, girl; you'd better mind, girl
Yeah, danger: heartbreak dead ahead

Once the lying starts, start packing up your heart
Listen to me, girl
When there's nothing to be gained, don't keep goin' on in vain
'Cause there's danger: heartbreak dead ahead
I said there's danger, I said there's danger

~~Marvelettes, Danger Heartbreak Dead Ahead

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tKNBgVqZ8I

GAWD I love Motown!

[Blue66669]

Kate Bush... thanks for the goth love...

It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You *be running up that hill*
You and me *be running up that hill*

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?

You, *be running up that hill*
You and me, *be running up that hill*
You and me won't be unhappy.

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...

'C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems. x2

'If I only could, be running up that hill.' x7

[Welsh Wench]

Sunday is Gloomy,
My hours are slumberless,
Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless
Little white flowers will never awaken you

Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thought of ever returning you
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you
Gloomy Sunday

Sunday is gloomy
with shadows I spend it all
My heart and I have decided to end it all
Soon there'll be flowers and prayers that are sad,
I know, let them not weep,
Let them know that I'm glad to go

Death is no dream,
For in death I'm caressing you
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you
Gloomy Sunday

Dreaming
I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you
Asleep in the deep of
My heart
Dear

Darling I hope that my dream never haunted you
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you
Gloomy Sunday


~~Heather Nova, Gloomy Sunday Also known as the Hungarian Suicide Song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2fGWQKbX68

Google it.

[FinnMacha]

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence, but leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage and love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage...again

So if you love me, let me go
And run away before I know
My heart is just too dark to care
I can't destroy what isn't there

Deliver me into my fate
If I'm alone I cannot hate
I don't deserve to have you
My smile was taken long ago
If I could change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss
I couldn't face a life without yout light
But all of that was ripped apart when you refused to fight

So save your breath, I will not care
I think I made it very clear
You couldn't hate enough to love
Is that supposed to be enough?

I only wish you weren't my friend
Then I could hurt you in the end
I never claimed to be a saint
My own was banished long ago
It took the death of hope to let you go

So break yourself against my stones
And spit your pity in my soul
You never needed any help
You sold me out to save yourself

And I won't listen to your shame
You ran away, you're all the same
Angels lie to keep control
My love was punished long ago
If you still care don't ever let me know
If you still care don't ever let me know

~Slipknot, Snuff~

[Rani Zemirah]

The Fourteen Rules Of Love
by Steven Fletcher


It's too late to say I'm sorry
Too late to try again
To sew it up like families
Who learn how to pretend
That they were meant to be together
Or never quite alone
Evasion echoing between the walls
Of every hollow home

It's too late to write a love song
Now that love is skipping town
You just make amends with discontent
Because it never lets you down
It is a principle of passion to be
Finite,  don't you see
The list of things that never last
Begins with you and me

The first time that I saw you
You were written across my heart
In letters that were ten feet high
That first time that I saw you cry
I swore to make you happy
But I never got the chance
This bitter tasting memory's
The only thing you've left to me
But I insist on drinking it, somehow...
Where are you now...?

Well, I'm tired of looking for an answer
And finding nothing there
Every stranger imitates your laugh
Every woman has you hair
I'm sick of daily demonstrations
That I've mended all my ways
I guess I'm still in love with love
If I could only count the ways

Were you as beautiful as morning
'Cause that's the way that I recall
The cruelest single work of art
That ever chanced to break my heart
And shatter all my senses
Save for this ability to feel
Oh, questions only haunt, you see
I thought I knew you wanted me
I forgave everything 
Good faith would allow...
Where are you now...?

So here's to one more of the lessons
Two hearts couldn't heal
Three ways of believing
What four lines almost reveal
And I've got five slumbering senses
And a sixth that I can't fake
Seven fools defenses
That eight emotions just break

So here's to nine lives for the living
Ten will never be enough
Among thirteen doomed disciples
Of the Fourteen Rules of Love
And when you vanished like the sunset
That was red as first love's face
I just stood there blinking in the rain
Convinced I'd never be the same

But now I'm not so sure
That anything has changed at all
It's only when I recreate
Reminders that it's still too late
It's clear I'm learning not to care somehow...
Where you are now... 
Where you are now...
Where you are now...
Where you are now... 

[angusmacinnes]

Season Of The Witch"
Donovan



When I look out my window,
Many sights to see.
And when I look in my window,
So many different people to be
That it's strange, so strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,
Mm, must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch, yeah,
Must be the season of the witch.

When I look over my shoulder,
What do you think I see ?
Some other cat looking over
His shoulder at me
And he's strange, sure he's strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,
Beatniks are out to make it rich,
Oh no, must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch, yeah,
Must be the season of the witch.

You've got to pick up every stitch,
The rabbits running in the ditch,
Beatniks are out to make it rich,
Oh no, must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch.
When I look.

When I look out my window,
What do you think I see ?
And when I look in my window,
So many different people to be
It's strange, sure it's strange.
You've got to pick up every stitch,
You've got to pick up every stitch,
The rabbits running in the ditch,
Oh no, must be the season of the witch,
Must be the season of the witch, yeah,
Must be the season of the witch.
When I look, when I look

[Morgan Dreadlocke]

Though your brother's bound and gagged
And they've chained him to a chair
Won't you please come to Chicago
Just to sing

In a land that's known as freedom
How can such a thing be fair
Won't you plaese come to Chicago
For the help we can bring
We can change the world -
Re-arrange the world
It's dying - to get better

Politicians sit yourself down,
There's nothing for you here
Won't you please come to Chicago
For a ride
Don't ask Jack to help you
Cause he'll turn the other ear
Won't you please come to Chicago
Or else join the other side
We can change the world -
Re-arrange the world
It's dying - if you believe in justice
It's dying - and if you believe in freedom
It's dying - let a man live it's own life
It's dying - rules and regulations, who needs them
Open up the door

Somehow people must be free
I hope the day comes soon
Won't you please come to Chicago
Show your face
From the bottom to the ocean
To the mountains of the moon
Won't you please come to Chicago
No one else can take your place
We can change the world -
Re-arrange the world
It's dying - if you believe in justice
It's dying - and if you believe in freedom
It's dying - let a man live it's own life
It's dying - rules and regulations, who needs them
Open up the door

CSNY

[chainshot]

Caledonia

Dougie MacLean

"I don't know if you can see
The changes that have come over me
In these last few days I've been afraid
That I might drift away
So I've been telling old stories, singing songs
That make me think about where I came from
And that's the reason why I seem
So far away today

Oh, but let me tell you that I love you
That I think about you all the time
Caledonia you're calling me
And now I'm going home
If I should become a stranger
You know that it would make me more than sad
Caledonia's been everything
I've ever had

Now I have moved and I've kept on moving
Proved the points that I needed proving
Lost the friends that I needed losing
Found others on the way
I have kissed the ladies and left them crying
Stolen dreams, yes there's no denying
I have traveled hard with coattails flying
Somewhere in the wind

(Chorus)
Now I'm sitting here before the fire
The empty room, the forest choir
The flames that could not get any higher
They've withered now they've gone
But I'm steady thinking my way is clear
And I know what I will do tomorrow
When the hands are shaken and the kisses flow
Then I will disappear."