Lyrics:
This is wrong but
I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more right babe
Misty morning comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face
And I knew from the first note played
I'd be breaking all my rules to see you
You smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Good morning loneliness
Comes around when I'm not dreaming about you
When my world wakes up today you'll be in another town
And I knew when I saw your face I'd be
Counting down the ways to see you
And you smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
You played in bars, you play guitar
And I'm invisible and everyone knows who you are
And you'll never see, you sing me to sleep
Every night from the radio
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Sweet, sweet superstar
Superstar
It's late at night and we're all alone
With just the music of the radio
No one's comin', no one's gonna telephone
Just me and him and the lights down low
And we're slow dancing, swaying to the music
Slow dancing, just me and my guy
Slow dancing, swaying to the music
No one else in the whole wide world
In the whole wide world
And we just float together when the lights are low
And the shadows dancing across the wall
The music's playing so soft and slow
And the rest of the world's so far away and small
Slow dancing, swaying to the music
Slow dancing, just me and my guy
Slow dancing, swaying to the music
No one else in the whole wide world
In the whole wide world
Hold me, please hold me
Don't ever let me go
And as we dance together in the dark
There's so much love in this heart of mine
He whispers to me and I hold him tight
He's the one I thought I'd never find
Slow dancing, swaying to the music
Slow dancing, just me and my guy
Slow dancing, swaying to the music
No one else in the whole wide world
In the whole wide world
This is wrong but
I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more right babe
Misty morning comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face
I knew from the first note played
I'd be breaking all my rules to see you
You smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't keep my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Morning loneliness
Comes around when I'm not dreaming about you
But when my world wakes up today, you'll be in another town
And I knew when I saw your face, I'd be
Counting down the ways to see you
And you smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
You played in bars, you play guitar
I'm invisible and everyone knows who you are
And you'll never see, you sing me to sleep
Every night from the radio
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Sweet, sweet superstar
Superstar
To see will your mother and your father
Let us have a rendezvous
'Cause I want you to be my, be my little loved one
I will be true to you, to you my love, in every way
And in our little rendezvous we'll have
A beautiful wedding day
Then I'll build a spaceship with a heavy payload
We'll go 'bip-bip-bip' way out in the wide open blue
Where we can love one another
In our little rendezvous
We'll take a basket, a short wave radio
A-tunin' on the record shows all over the whole wide world
And in our little rendezvous there'll be
A happy boy and girl
We'll kiss the moon, my love, go around the world
We'll send a signal back to mom and dad from me and you
Tell them they'll soon have a grandson
In our little rendezvous
Bip-bip-bip, bip-bip-bip
Bip-bip, bip-bip...
This is definitely not the first video to surface of an execution
The blue stash of men, they claimed responsibility for the executions
Described as severely mentally disturbed
It appears to show another hostage executed by the terrorist group
Deserve to be annihilated
I get my kicks, and I wanna start a rager
I wanna dance like I'm on the video
I got a fever for the violent behavior
I'm sweatin' bullets like a modern Romeo
Bang-bang, gimme fame
Shoot me up to entertain (ah-ah)
I am a semi-automatic lonely boy
You're dead, I'm well fed
Give me death or gimme head (ah-ah)
Daddy's little psycho, and Mommy's little soldier
I testify like a lullaby of memories
Broadcasting live, and it's on my radio
I got my photobomb, I got my Vietnam
I love a lie just like anybody else
Bang-bang, gimme fame
Shoot me up to entertain (ah-ah)
I am a semi-automatic lonely boy
You're dead, I'm well fed
Give me death or gimme head (ah-ah)
Broadcasting from my room and playin' with my toys
I wanna be a celebrity martyr (ah-ah)
The leadin' man in my own private drama
Hoorah (bang-bang), hoorah (bang-bang)
The hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho, and Mommy's little soldier
I wanna be like the soldiers on the screen
It's my private movie (Holy War)
Oh, baby, baby, this is Viva Vendetta
For this is love, or it's World War Zero
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
I wanna be a celebrity martyr (ah-ah)
The leadin' man in my own private drama
Hoorah (bang-bang), hoorah (bang-bang)
The hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho, and Mommy's little soldier
I wanna be a celebrity martyr (ah-ah)
The leadin' man in my own private drama
Hoorah (bang-bang), hoorah (bang-bang)
The hero of the hour
Daddy's little psycho, and Mommy's little soldier
It's late at night and we're all alone
Just the music on the radio
No one's comin', no one's gonna telephone
Just me and you and the lights down low
And we're slow dancin', swayin' to the music
Slow dancin', just me and my girl
Slow dancin', swayin' to the music
No one else in the whole wide world just you, girl
And we just flow together when the lights are low
Shadows dancin' all across the wall
Music's playin' so soft and slow
Rest of the world so far away and small
When we're slow dancin', swayin' to the music
Slow dancin', just me and my girl
Slow dancin', swayin' to the music
No one else in the whole wide world
Hold me, oh, oh, oh, hold me
No never let me go
As we dance together in the dark
So much love in this heart of mine
You whisper to me, hold you tight
You're the one I thought I'd never find
Now we're slow dancin', swayin' to the music
Slow dancin', just me and my girl
Slow dancin', swayin' to the music
No one else in the whole wide world
Slow dancin', swayin' to the music
Slow dancin', just me and my girl
Slow dancin', swayin' to the music
No one else in the whole wide world
Whole wide world
They go from getting buzzed into wasted
Might not remember what they're sayin'
Radio turned up and playin' loud
A honky-tonk station
Spendin' what you spent the week makin'
Ask a little hottie what her name is
The whole world's asleep and we're wide awake in the A.M.
All clear, wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between the eyes
Seemed a good idea
To drop a bomb on the wasteland here
Only one man could be seen
And he was old and so serene
Captain sat in his deck chair
And the red light flashed, beware
And the pilot felt quite big-time
As the bomb sailed through the air
Captain sang and sang
And the bang went bang
And their eyes popped out
When the smoke began to clear
It was positively queer
All clear, wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between the eyes
"Die," said the General
"Cobblers," said the man
So the Pentagon sent a telegram
And the Queen a telegram
A-bombs, H-bombs, even very small ones
Ripped apart that sand
'Til the stench was just revolting
And the sky a greenish tan
Voice said, "Sir
There's a crack in the world"
And the rivers went "Splash"
And the bits flew far and wide
Ah, the universe sighed
All clear, wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between the eyes
All clear, wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between the eyes
When the smoke had blown away
There was nothing left to view
Except a man, dear Lord, who looked like you
Used to look, my Holy book
Those were David Bowie on piano
And an amazing pair of trousers
And that's going to appear on an LP
That could very easily be called "Hunky Dory"
When it finally comes out
Umm, that's if we can find out how "Hunky Dory" is spelt
This next one, the lineup remains the same
But it's gonna be recorded as a single by Arnold Corn
Who I mentioned earlier, the group
And it's called "Looking For A Friend"
And I think that's about it for this one
We are on the Via Dolorosa the way of
The Cross having just left the Praetorium
Where Pilate said to Christ I washed
My hands off the matter
And turned him over to the people and told
Them to do what they would with him
There's no traffic here the
Streets's very narrow
Little children playing along the street the
Street's about ten feet wide
You see the third station of the Cross
Where Christ almost fell under the
Weight of the Cross
He's kneeling and the fourth station
Of the Cross over there
Over forty or fifty feet
Farther toward Calvary
Where His mother came up to Him
And said my Son what's happened
And she sees Him kneeling under the
Heavy weight of the Cross too
Continuing on now toward Calvary from the
Fourth station of the Cross
We left the Praetorium where
Christ was sentenced
And where he was turned over
To the Jewish people and they were
Offered Barabbas and they said
No give us Christ we'll crucify him
Following along the stations of the
Cross passing station No 5
And they say at this point that Simon
A Cyrenean coming out of the country
On him they laid the Cross they
Made him bear it for Jesus
And they continued on the way of
The Cross as we are now
Leaving place No 5 toward Calvary it's
A long long way from here
You can see standing here between station
No 5 and No 6 two hundred yards at least up
The steps toward Calvary's hill
All along it's a very narrow street
Ten or twelve feet wide
Shops on each side little children
Playing old men and women
Carrying their bread dressed in
Their long robes
Just as they did two thousand years ago
The music here in the background
Is a radio playing (is that an Arab station)
Still continuing up the way of
The Cross toward Calvary
The voices you hear in the background are
Pilgrims from all over the world
All along the Via Dolorosa
Here there are beggars
(I suppose mostly Arab beggars)
Passing station No 10 continuing
On to Calvary they are all along the way
They say that they are all blind
They say that the reason there
Are so many blind along
This part of the country is
Because of the dust
Everywhere the wind is blowing and
The dust is flying
And of course there are germs in
The dust that diseases their eyes
And the dust it'self puts them out
On the way to Calvary we pass
Another beggar sitting along the way
All kinds of shops pilgrims continuing on
The same way we're going
Now closer to Calvary the
Way really gets crowded
It's still the same very
Narrow street though
You got the mic, people
So called street cred
The radio, the TV, the world wide web
But we can't do nothing with what you said
Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds
Hoover Music
How you gonna make music when you take music
And abuse it to make my crew sick
So nobody else can use it
More than just some
Non-singin', drug slingin'
Hollywood swingin'
Fling, sing, is it rating or raping?
Sometimes, a crowd makes me lonely
Sometimes, a shot just makes me sad
Sometimes, I miss that old small town, slow down
Life I kinda wish that I still had
I can't really pour my heart out
On the FM radio
'Cause the way I'm really feeling
Won't fill up the coliseum, I'm on the edge of Tupelo
Yeah, I need a little backbone in my backbeat
I need a little lifelong in my front seat
I need the kinda moments that make my whole wide world stand still
I wanna hear about a deep cut, a heartbreak
Yeah, tell me 'bout your hard times, your mistakes
Give me something that'll burn, I can turn into something I can feel
Yeah, I want somethin' real, somethin' real
I like a long drive down a backroad
And pretty girls sitting at a bar
But those roads don't go forever, pickup lines don't always get her
And that neon just goes dark
I wanna climb up on a mountain
I want a love that feels like home
Yeah, I want a conversation
Like a sunset and a song, I can feel down in my bones
Yeah, I need a little backbone in my backbeat
I need a little lifelong in my front seat
I need the kinda moments that make my whole wide world stand still
I wanna hear about a deep cut, a heartbreak
Yeah, tell me 'bout your hard times, your mistakes
Give me somethin' that'll burn, I can turn into somethin' I can feel
Yeah, I want something real strong
Yeah, something I can hold onto
When the red dirt settles down
And there's nothing left around
I'm just lookin' for some truth
I'm just lookin' for some truth
I need a little backbone in my backbeat
I need a little lifelong in my front seat
I need the kinda moments that make my whole wide world stand still
Yeah, I wanna hear about a deep cut, a heartbreak
Yeah, tell me 'bout your hard times, your mistakes
Give me somethin' that'll burn I can turn into somethin' I can feel
Yeah, I want somethin' real
Yeah, I want somethin' real
Yeah, I want somethin' real
Yeah I need somethin' real
Something real
Whoa-whoa, yeah, I want something real
Summer's here, bring it on
Another year, one more beer, another song
Comes on the radio, so loud and clear
Your whisper comes in my ear
I follow like a season
Not afraid of what I'm feeling, oh
I'm swinging with my eyes closed
Got my hair down a wide open road
I'm swinging with my eyes closed
Only god knows how far it goes
Fist up in the air
Oh like we don't care
Swinging
Life is short, nights are long
Nothing's sure in this world till we're gone
Fear disappears each time I close my eyes
I kiss you once (kiss kiss), I kiss you twice
It's in the air we're breathing
Oh can you taste the freedom, oh oh
I'm swinging with my eyes closed
Got my hair down a wide open road
I'm swinging with my eyes closed
Only god knows how far it goes
Fist up in the air
Oh like we don't care
Swinging
(Only god knows how far it goes
With my eyes closed, got my hair down
A wide open road)
I'm swinging with my eyes closed
Only god knows how far it goes
Fist up in the air
Oh like we don't care
Fist up in the air
Oh like we don't care
Swinging
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We're all right where we should be
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point 'em' skyward uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king
This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me
I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be, disagree?
We should be sleeping
I'm wide awake but I'm dead on my feet
We're never keeping
All of the promises we said we'd keep
Four in the morning
Still got the lights and the radio on
Don't worry baby
I'm gonna find out what's going on
We should be sleeping
Tables are turning, and it's breaking my heart
Things will get better
We'll end this nightmare before it can start
Don't say bye bye bye bye bye bye baby
Why should we break down and cry
Can't let the world drive you crazy
Don't say bye baby bye bye
We should be sleeping
I'm wide awake but I'm dead on my feet
We're never keeping
All of the promises we said we'd keep
No deposit, no return
Play with love, you're gonna burn
Cheat yourself, you cheat your heart
Don't say bye bye bye bye bye bye baby
Why should we break down and cry
Can't let the world drive you crazy
Don't say bye baby bye bye
Don't say bye bye bye bye bye bye baby
Why should we break down and cry
Can't let the world drive you crazy
Don't say bye baby bye bye
Don't say bye bye bye bye bye bye baby
Why should we break down and cry
Can't let the world drive you crazy
Don't say bye baby bye bye
From the album donovan
All you have to do is write a song
Not too smart now and not too long
Easy to listen to hard to forget
Then we'll cut it and press it
Release it while the words are still wet
All it really takes is to link a few lines
Hang em' on a hook and repeat a few lines
The words need not be committed
Though you'll be if it flops
So we're pickin' out your straight jacket
For the Top of the Pops
When I sing my song
My song of songs
I want the whole wide world
To sing along
Sing for me
I'll sing for you
I want the whole wide world
To sing it too
All they really want is
A witty little ditty
For the Broken hearted kids in
The broken down cities
Make it sort of simple
And make it sort of pretty
And take your time but hurry
'cause the radio is hungry for your song
Sing my song
My song of songs
I want the whole wide world
To sing along
Sing for me
I'll sing for you
I want the whole wide world
To sing it too
What's that music playin' on the radio?
(Storm music, reggae music, storm music)
Yeah, what's that music playin'
Everywhere I go?
(Storm music, reggae music, storm music)
I don't think I've ever heard
A sweeter feelin' in the whole wide world
Than that music
(Storm music) that's playin' in my heart
From time to time the darkness comes along
To terrorize the weak and
Challenge the strong
The storm is comin', it grows on the waves
From Johannesburg to Montego Bay
What's that music playin' on the radio?
Got nowhere but home to go
Got Ben Folds on my radio right now
I'm in trouble for the things I need
Hey monkey don't you want to be needed too?
He got a song to sing he got an axe to grind
He far and wide but still hard to find
He go wop bop a loo bop a wop bam boom
He sang Long Tall Sally and Sweet Sixteen
Good Golly Miss Molly and Maybellene
He sent the whole world Walking to New Orleans
Mr.
And my middle name Michael hoe
Success is my idol and being broke is my rival
But it's because I got the title hoe
See I just want my fantasies and real life
You got everything to me what it feel like
Motherfuck the radio if I can't hear mine
They give the wrong niggas more airtime than airlines
Is you feeling me?
If not you feel my energy
See I know I'm a make it, but even if I don't
Don't feel bad cause honestly all these times that I had
Those will be the best memories
[Chorus:]
Be the best memories
I hope that you remember me
These will be the best memories
Ooooh ohho ooooooooo
Cause in the end all you really have is memories
Ooooh ohho ooooooooo
[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Are you willing to give up what you love, for who you love
Or lose your girlfirend to groupie love
Everywhere I go I get a group of hugs
That's what happens when they need connections and you the plug
How many trends you gotta set before you considered great
How many missed calls before you considered fake
How many dreams before it's considered fate
I'm eating in a World where I'm considered bait
A workaholic addicted to bills
People addicted to me cause they addicted to real
My best friend got addicted to pills
I can't look at him in his eyes,
you don't know how that shit feels mentally!
He got a song to sing he got an axe to grind
He far and wide but still hard to find
He go wop bop a loo bop a wop bam boom
He sang Long Tall Sally and Sweet Sixteen
Good Golly Miss Molly and Maybellene
He sent the whole world Walking to New Orleans
Mr.
Gotta have you, near you
Well, I damn sure do
Yeah, I missed planes I was supposed to be on
Held up by the Kings of Leon
Dancin' in that midnight shade of blue
So when the preacher said, "Do you take this girl?"
Right in front of the whole wide world
I said, "I damn sure do"
I said, "I damn sure do"
Yeah, I damn sure do
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world?
'Cause you don't love me anymore
Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
This is wrong but
I can't help but feel like
There ain't nothing more right babe
Misty morning comes again and I can't
Help but wish I could see your face
And I knew from the first note played
I'd be breaking all my rules to see you
You smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Good morning loneliness
Comes around when I'm not dreaming about you
When my world wakes up today you'll be in another town
And I knew when I saw your face I'd be
Counting down the ways to see you
And you smile that beautiful smile
And all the girls in the front row scream your name
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
You played in bars, you play guitar
And I'm invisible and everyone knows who you are
And you'll never see, you sing me to sleep
Every night from the radio
So dim that spotlight, tell me things like
I can't take my eyes off of you
I'm no one special, just another wide-eyed girl
Who's desperately in love with you
Give me a photograph to hang on my wall
Superstar
Sweet, sweet superstar
Superstar
A long time ago came a man on a track
Walking thirty miles with a sack on his back
And he put down his load where he thought it was the best
Made a home in the wilderness
Built a cabin and a winter store
And he plowed up the ground by the cold lake shore
The other travelers came walking down the track
And they never went further, no, they never went back
Then came the churches, then came the schools
Then came the lawyers, then came the rules
Then came the trains and the trucks with their load
And the dirty old track was the Telegraph Road
Then came the mines, then came the ore
Then there was the hard times, then there was a war
Telegraph sang a song about the world outside
Telegraph Road got so deep and so wide
Like a rolling river
And my radio says tonight it's gonna freeze
People driving home from the factories
Six lanes of traffic, three lanes moving slow
I used to like to go to work but they shut it down
I've got a right to go to work but there's no work here to be found
Yes, and they say we're gonna have to pay what's owed
We're gonna have to reap from some seed that's been sowed
And the birds up on the wires and the telegraph poles
They can always fly away from this rain and this cold
You can hear them singing out their telegraph code
All the way down the Telegraph Road
I'd sooner forget, but I remember those nights
Yeah, life was just a bet on a race between the lights
You had your head on my shoulder, you had your hand in my hair
Now you act a little colder like you don't seem to care
But just believe in me, baby, and I'll take you away
From out of this darkness and into the day
From these rivers of headlights, these rivers of rain
From the anger that lives on the streets with these names
'Cause I've run every red light on memory lane
I've seen desperation explode into flames
And I don't wanna see it again
From all of these signs saying, "Sorry, but we're closed"
All the way
Down the Telegraph Road
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