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The star is in Norman's office. his day
Of sweat and toil has begun.

Nine to five
Answering phones and dictating letters
Making decisions that
V V: This is your reporter Vic Venus, 
 And we just made contact with the Achilles 13 moonflight
 Let's listen in as Commander Rah Rah puts his
From his window

During the day
He went to school
When it became night
He stayed by himself
Usually in his secret hidden bedroom

One night
throughout the year

To him it was more than a special time
Much more than a special day
It was more than a special story, it was more than a beautiful
as long as my arm 
Shoot everybody ever done me harm. 

Got a thirty-special in a forty-five frame, 
I can't miss 'cause I got dead aim. 

Railroad
no mere
Left us a magic we can all share

Big bill broonzy and all of his friends
The joint be jumpin' till the living end
So special, all those
I was little I used to go and see him nearly every day
Just to sit and hear his stories an' while some time away

Why he was in his height of Glory
and shit
(Fuck that!)

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you're special to me
Whether we lovers or friends, we'll
and shit
(Fuck that!)

Girl I'll do anything to make you feel special
Man it's easy to see you're special to me
Whether we lovers or friends, we'll
bill?

Well the time went by and he did his best and all could see he did not jest.
He practiced calling bids both night and day
Till his pappy found
a hi-hi-hi-hide
Dem a run come, come 
You should see dem a come
Dem a, dem a run, dem a come
One by one
Two by two
Make it up to three
Four by four
Five by
northern English rain
He was proud of everything he drove

And mother's hair was fashioned, for that very special day
She cried on board the liner
Within the pale white walls
Nine to five day after day
I feel no more alive
Than the stiff that lies the table before me

Wake up too early
Words by Adrian Mitchell, music by Arlo Guthrie

Victor Jara of Chile
Lived like a shooting star
He fought for the people of Chile
With his songs
of three-five fives
555
A packet of those over there
And 20 special offer cigars

Found talking to the cigarette machine
Into nicotinic acid
Good king
worries away
I lay down by his side and console him and remind him our troubles are few
Then at down start his day in my own special way
There's so many
long does it last?
Can love be measured by the hours in a day?
I have no answers now, but this much I can say
I'm going to need him till the stars all
attached
He came up with a more remote flash trigger
It's connected to an accessory in his hip
Which automatically fires in perfect synchro
But perhaps
it's always there 

How long does it last? 
Can love be measured by the hours in a day? 
I have no answers now, but this much I can say 
I'm going
it's always there 

How long does it last? 
Can love be measured by the hours in a day? 
I have no answers now, but this much I can say 
I'm going
it's always there 

How long does it last? 
Can love be measured by the hours in a day? 
I have no answers now, but this much I can say 
I'm going
little boy sang
She knew he could be someone special
Mama cried 'cause the way that it was
He would only be wasted away

Then his mama would pray
We gonna do something a little different for y'all 
On this song because 
Me and my mama was watching the news the other day and 
We saw a lot
bellied mother scratcher, Bill Keane 
That's why I

Used to have a job, nothing special it paid five twenty-five 
Every so often a customer'd walk in
I had gained V.I.P status,
Worries began to creep in
What if one day,I woke up,and I was no longer a V.I.P?
No more good tables at the restaurants,