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Civilized Man (Joe Cocker) · Civilized Man (Joe Cocker) · Psycho Civilized (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Civilized (stellastarr*) · Challenge for a Civilized Society (Unwound) · Civilized (stellastarr*) · Don Carlos (Don Carlos) · Carlos Gardel, Vol. 1 (Carlos Gardel) · Carlos Gardel, Vol. 2 [Pacific Music] (Carlos Gardel) · Live at Carlos I (Hamiet Bluiett) – and 90 other albums »


did my breathing
Sitting on the head
Borrow your meager
And I'll go and
Be a T-O-D-L

What we don't see
By nine we'll lead
By 90 degrees
By
Down by the mission
San Miguel is a great house
Wherein dwell Don Carlos
And La Dona Maria Elena Cantrell

I work at the ranch, I saddle her mare
I
Let's be friends, civilized

Come on little one
Don't sit there like a dummy
The day you knew would arrive
Is here, you'll survive
So move, funny
Let's be friends, civilized

Come on little one
Don't sit there like a dummy
The day you knew would arrive
Is here, you'll survive
So move, funny
highways 
And beaten-up by-ways 
That straddle and girdle 
A great and many-faced nation 

There are lambs in the ghettos 
Who worship their Gapettos
In the shadow of an eye
All the strangers pass right through
Where the rules just don't apply

At the fork turn left a store
But on the right stay
This place is so far away
From what passes for civilized life
No shops and no cars and no city lights
Just a river of stars
Over the southernmost
And as I travel to and fro, so many faces pass me by
I see lonely hearts living lonely lives just biding their time
And while we call ourselves civilized
I intrude on patience
I intrude on young hearts
I intrude on all such things
That can take you by surprise
Time and time again
So? 

I've no
Things aren't the way, I hoped they would be

You are so kind to be civilized
Don't think that I haven't noticed
I've been too sad to think and too sick
Civilized society they don´t know
What´s right or wrong
A generation out of touch
Can´t seem to get along

My anger´s Magnified
frustrations
What is that, crystal? (no!)
Dom p? (hell no!)
(this is that Carlos Santana champagne!)
Oh shit, Santana d-v-x? that's my joint!
(mine too, but a lot
racist 
Here you have young men and women 
Brought up in the Great White Way opinion 

This opinion introduced by the parent 
To the civilized becomes
Yes that's right
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ya, ya, ya, ya, I'm back in black
We back in black
'Cause I'm back in black

Carlos, Nas, ya!
We got a dope
country's not for me
Go on if you think you must

Carlos packed his drums up in the dark of night
Ruby standing just outside the front porch light
Chain
Sky, so vast as the sky 
With far away clouds just wandering by . . . 
Where did they go? 
Oh I don't know, don't know . . . 

Wind, that speaks
And as I travel to and fro, so many faces pass me by
I see lonely hearts living lonely lives just biding their time
And while we call ourselves civilized
on the land
But the immigrant built roads
On our blood and sand
Oh yeah, oh yeah

White man, White man
Don't you see the light behind your blackened skies
By: jimmy buffett
1970
I didn't know we were at war
I've been away so long
Trying to help once lost men
Distinguish right from wrong
I didn't know
Desafinado when your heart belongs to me completely 
Then you won't be slightly out of tune, you'll sing along with me! 

Music by Antonio Carlos Jobim 
With
Writer(s): antonio carlos jobim


Sky, so vast is the sky, with far away clouds just wandering by,
Where do they go? oh I don't know, don't know;
And as I travel to and fro, so many faces pass me by
I see lonely hearts living lonely lives just biding their time
And while we call ourselves civilized
don't think about it
It's alright
If you don't look at it, it's alright

How time slips away
Live by the good book
That's what the wise men say
But
get your panties off!!I want a lil pootie poo."
One of you girls tonight will be lucky enough to have your hiney spanked by Carlos.Who will it be?
Who
On momma’s Monte Carlo
She don’t open all the gas bills
Just leaves it on the dashboard

It’s a low and lonesome song
When the wind sweeps through