Lyrics:
of control
While my art is reborn
I will feel your moan
Piece by piece
Falling on your knees
Now dip the brush
Right into your guts
Stroke by stroke
SUNDAY MORNING
Words and Music by Margo Guryan
Sunday morning
Sun shining from your eyes
Sleepy face
Smiling into mine
Sunday
Highway run
Into the midnight sun
Wheels go round and round
You're on my mind
Restless hearts
Sleep alone tonight
Sendin' all my love
Along
Each night in some cafe
I'm on display until the dark, turns into dawn
Up upon the stand, singing with the band
While the music plays on
Each night
alone
Now I'm looking in my life
For a truth that is my own
Well I looked into the sky for my anthem
And the words and the music came through
But words
And I looked into the faces all passing by
It's an ocean that will never be filled
And the house that grows older and finally crumbles
That even
One night long ago by the light of the moon,
An old music master sat composing a tune,
His spirit was soaring and his heart full of joy,
When
the dizope
While me and Xzibit was ballin' by cizoast
I'm the black Slim Shady so don't try to play me
Turn a six into a Bentley and drive em' crazy
Roll
a beautiful noise
Made of joy and of strife
Like a symphony played
By the passing parade
It's the music of life
It's a beautiful noise
And it's
smile so bright,
I'm captivated by her beauty, under the neon lights.
(Pre-Chorus)
She's got killer dance strokes, like poetry in motion,
Every move she
I'm tired of dancing here all by myself
Tonight, I wanna dance with someone else
Get into the groove
Boy, you've got to prove
Your love to me,
and the airplane did fly
Oh, Ravi Shankars music made me cry
The Who exploded into fire and light
Hugh Masakela's music was black as night
The Grateful Dead blew
tripping with the one
Music so good I feel outrageous
You can tell by my stroke I'm getting serious
There's a brother doing the hickybear???
There's
queen flies by and sees
Her realm of butterflies and bees
And says "I wish I lived below
Instead I sail where breezes blow"
And the rain came down
It
and the Airplane did fly
Oh, Ravi Shankar's music made me cry
The Who exploded into fire and light
Hugh Masekela's music was black as night
The Grateful Dead
of dancing here all by myself
Tonight, I want to dance with someone else
Get into the groove boy, you've got to prove
Your love to me, yeah get up on your
Walk up the driveway endlessly curving
Go through the front door, it's so inviting
Baronial great hall once so exciting
Haunted by shadows faces
music,
It seems to make him feel just fine.
I was told a little tail about a skinny as a rail
L.A. put cowboy with a headache
He was hung up in
Baby, you my vibe (yeah)
Met her in the Floss, she from the Stuy
Told me where she from, it's do or die, she by my side
She a vibe, vibe
Can't get
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction.
satisfaction
we about to blow you a shotgun right through your speakers.
We breathing life back into
and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's
this
I wanna see you move it
So move it
So let's just get into it
Let's do this
Can you feel the music?
The music oh ah, can you feel the music
fuses
Traffic flows into the breakfast show, woh oh woh
Power from the needle to the plastic
A.M., F.M. I feel so ecstatic now
It's music I've found
me home
Because it's not my home, it's their home
And I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such
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