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Beautiful People: The Greatest Hits of Melanie (Melanie) · Lady in the Front Row (Redd Kross) · From the Front Row Live (10cc) · From the Front Row Live (David Crosby) · From the Front Row Live (April Wine) · From the Front Row Live (Marshall Crenshaw) · From the Front Row Live (David Crosby) · From the Front Row Live (Pat Travers) · From the Front Row Live (Humble Pie) · Front Row Center (Barbara McNair) – and 90 other albums »


shit is for the punk hoes (wooaah!),
This shit is for my bros, my people in the front row.

You know I looked around, for faces I'd know,
I fell in
And there's a front row seat for the precious few
The latest war as a pay-per-view
Famine and disaster right in front of you
And the more you watch, the less
a chain out in the sun of the blind, niggas
First thing that come to your mind
When you think of hard core
Taking cuts to the front of the line
J Dilla,
yesterday in the prison yard
A show come through and HAR! de HAR!
I had a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.

(chorus plus some typical Shel ranting
VOYAGE OF OLE CHRIS
(Hank Mills)
« © '66 Johnny Bienstock Music, BMI »

Back in 1490 I was at 92
Christopher Columbus told the people what he'd
For my people in the front
In the nose bleed section
This is for the headsets loving the mix
My people in the front row, covered in spit
Batters
yesterday in the prison yard
A show come through and HAR! de HAR!
I had a front row seat to hear ole Johnny sing.

(chorus plus some typical Shel ranting
been hangin' around on Skid Row

Well people walk by and they stop and stare
They giggle and they stickle at the clothes I wear
It's just another day
the lights go out
And they scream

It's the girls in the front row singin'
It's the boys with the wheels that bring them
Its lighters in the air and you guys
have the front row seat
At the top of the world
Some people have nothing but just a life
Problems are there left and right
Liars, cheaters, politicians
You used to lie out in some persian garden
You strode cat lithe the streets of New York
You saw me silent eyed aching in the front row
Heart
Guardian help me, angel shoot
All you ghosts stand by and salute
And explain:

Why is everything so locked up?

I don't blame it on the front row
Don't blame
Narrow streets
Houses all in rows
Front porch seats
Watchin' people go
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-ohhhhh wah-oh

And in between
Dundas and Queen
Get
to be
I gonna make it, gonna make it through the week 'cause I know
Come Sunday morning, I'll be sitting on the very front row

Saturday evening, an old
Supper time in the hole
Supper time in the hole
I shame my family, shame my home
Supper time

Old Saint John on death row
He's just waiting for
brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation Row

Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic
and the moss grows
The turf lies row after row
Out there in the sun to dry
I breathe it in as I pedal on by
With the kids and the dogs mucking together
And they be killin' it
They might be loving the show
But ain't revealing it
We give the people what they want
And make them jump
But fools in the front are
god full on the lips

[Chorus]
I'm in the front row
The front row with popcorn
I get to see you
See you, close up

(I'm too tired to recount
And you're sitting in the front row
Wanna be first in line
Waiting by my window
Giving me all your time
You could be my hero
If only I could let go
But his
Page after page, day after day
Dead people's lives are on display
Caught by surprise, shot in the eyes
Man makes death a living and finally dies
Stupidly took in a rumor
Making her think that she'd lost
Double-crossed by a man who was dear

Stood in the garden and shaking her head
Rosie could not
it helps to be reminded how we're

Just people in planes, when it comes down to it
We're side by side on the same ride
There's not a whole lot
Supper time in the hole
Supper time in the hole
I shame my family, shame my home
Supper time

Old Saint John on death row
He's just waiting for
Did I see you winking?
Or is that me thinking
Should I show affection
To the guy in the front row? 
Did I see you smile,

[Chorus]
Cause you