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88 Lines About 44 Women
The Nails

Deborah was a Catholic girl
she held out till the bitter end
Carla was a different type
she's the one who put it in
Mary was a black girl
I was afraid of a girl like that
Suzen painted pictures
sitting down like a Buddha sat

Reno was a nameless girl
a geographic memory
Cathy was a Jesus freak
she liked that kind of misery
Vicki had a special way
of turning sex into a song
Kamala, who couldn't sing,
kept the beat and kept it strong

Zilla was an archetype
the voodoo queen, the queen of wrath
Joan thought men were second best
to masturbating in a bath
Sherry was a feminist
she really had that gift of gab
Kathleen's point of view was this
take whatever you can grab

Seattle was another girl
who left her mark upon the map
Karen liked to tie me up
and left me hanging by a strap
Jeannie had a nightclub walk
that made grown men feel underage
Mariella, who had a son,
said I must go, but finally stayed

Gloria, the last taboo
was shattered by her tongue one night
Mimi brought the taboo back
and held it up before the light
Marilyn, who knew no shame,
was never ever satisfied
Julie came and went so fast
she didn't even say goodbye

Rhonda had a house in Venice
lived on brown rice and cocaine
Patty had a house in Houston
shot cough syrup in her veins
Linda thought her life was empty
filled it up with alcohol
Katherine was much too pretty
she didn't do that **** at all

Pauline thought that love was simple
turn it on and turn it off
Jean-Marie was complicated
like some French filmmaker's plot
Gina was the perfect lady
always had her stockings straight
Jackie was a rich punk rocker
silver spoon and a paper plate

Sarah was a modern dancer
lean pristine transparency
Janet wrote bad poetry
in a crazy kind of urgency
Tanya Turkish liked to f**k
while wearing leather biker boots
Brenda's strange obsession
was for certain vegetables and fruit

Rowena was an artist's daughter
the deeper image shook her up
Dee Dee's mother left her father
took his money and his truck
Debbie Rae had no such problems
perfect Norman Rockwell home
Nina, 16, had a baby
left her parents, lived alone
Bobbi joined a New Wave band
changed her name to Bobbi Sox
Eloise, who played guitar,
sang songs about whales and cops
Terri didn't give a ****
was just a nihilist
Ronnie was much more my style
cause she wrote songs just like this
Jezebel went forty days
drinking nothing but Perrier
Dinah drove her Chevrolet
into the San Francisco Bay
Judy came from Ohio
she's a Scientologist
Amaranta, here's a kiss
I chose you to end this list.

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
Til' eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

Chorus:
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do
Once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go
Through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you

i do love me some jim croce

Photographs and Memories
Jim Croce

Photographs and memories
Christmas cards you sent to me
All that I have are these
To remember you

Memories that come at night
Take me to another time
Back to a happier day
When I called you mine

But we sure had a good time
When we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh how I loved you then

Summer skies and lullabies
Nights we couldn't say good-bye
And of all of the things that we knew
Not a dream survived

Photographs and memories
All the love you gave to me
Somehow it just can't be true
That's all I've left of you

But we sure had a good time
When we started way back when
Morning walks and bedroom talks
Oh how I loved you then

Memphis, Tennessee

Long distance, information
Give me Memphis, Tennessee
Trying to find the party
Trying to get in touch with me
She would not leave her number
But I know who placed the call
'Cause my uncle took the message
And he wrote it on the wall

Help me, information
Get in touch with my Marie
She's the only one who'd phone me here
From Memphis, Tennessee
Her home is on the south side
Just beyond the ridge
Just a half a mile from the Mississippi bridge

Help me, information
More than that I cannot add
Only that I miss her
And all the fun we had
We were pulled apart, because
Her mom would not agree
Help me get in touch with her
In Memphis, Tennessee

The last time that I saw Marie
She was waving me goodbye
With hurry-home drops on her cheek
That trickeled from her eye
Marie is only six years old
Information, please
Help me get in touch with her
In Memphis, Tennessee

I think we are all a bit off our rocker tonight, folks.

and that is absolutely wonderful to our listeners.

edgar with a hummingbird
dj driving nails and stuff behind
and dys wants time in a bottle?
and Letty's not far behind.

Rock And Roll All Nite Lyrics (Kiss)

Rock 'n' roll
Baby gets tired, everybody knows
Your mother tells you, baby has to show
Yeah, yeah
Let me go

'Cause baby's got the feelin'
Baby wants a show
Baby, won't you tell me
Baby, rock 'n' roll
Yeah, yeah

I never knew I needed a baby like you
I never knew I needed you like I do
Yeah, yeah
Let me go

'Cause baby's got the feelin'
Baby wants a show
Baby, won't you tell me
Baby, rock 'n' roll
Yeah, yeah

You try so hard to please
You get me hard you know
Baby, won't you squeeze
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go

'Cause baby's got the feelin'
Baby wants a show
Baby, won't you tell me
Baby, rock 'n' roll
Yeah, yeah

Hey, Letty! That reminds me of this classic by Bob Seger...


Just take those old records off the shelf
I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself
Today's music aln't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll

Dont try to take me to a disco
You'll never even get me out on the floor
In ten minutes I'll be late for the door
I like that old time rock 'n' roll

Still like that old time rock 'n' roll
That kind of music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock 'n' roll

Won't go to hear them play a tango
I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul
There's only sure way to get me to go
Start playing old time rock 'n' roll

Call me a relic, call me what you will
Say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm over the hill
Today's music ain't got the same soul
I like that old time rock 'n' roll

Still like that old time rock 'n' roll
That kind of music just soothes the soul
I reminisce about the days of old
With that old time rock 'n' roll







(Did you get my e-mail?)

Greenfields
The Brothers Four

[Music and Lyrics by Terry Gilkyson, Rich Dehr and Frank Miller]

Once there were green fields kissed by the sun
Once there were valleys where rivers used to run
Once there were blue skies with white clouds high above
Once they were part of an everlasting love
We were the lovers who strolled through green fields

Green fields are gone now, parched by the sun
Gone from the valleys where rivers used to run
Gone with the cold wind that swept into my heart
Gone with the lovers who let their dreams depart
Where are the green fields that we used to roam

I'll never know what made you run away
How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day
I only know there's nothing here for me
Nothing in this wide world, left for me to see

But I'll keep on waiting until you return
I'll keep on waiting until the day you learn
You can't be happy while your heart's on the roam
You can't be happy until you bring it home
Home to the green fields and me once again

Stake my future on a hell of a past
Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got
Seen better times, but who has not?

Silvio
Silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know

Honest as the next jade rolling that stone
When I come knocking don't throw me no bone
I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home
If you don't like it you can leave me alone

I can snap my fingers and require the rain
From a clear blue sky and turn it off again
I can stroke your body and relieve your pain
And charm the whistle off an evening train

Silvio
Silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know

I give what I got until I got no more
I take what I get until I even the score
You know I love you and furthermore
When it's time to go you got an open door

I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain
You give something up for everything you gain
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain
Pay for your ticket and don't complain

Silvio
Silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know

One of these days and it won't be long
Going down in the valley and sing my song
I will sing it loud and sing it strong
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong

Silvio
Silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know

and finally the the pen of Hank Snow we have

I took you home from a party and we kissed in fun
A few stolen kisses and no harm was done
Instead of stopping when we could, we went right on
'Til suddenly we found that the brakes were gone

You belong to someone else and I do too
It's just crazy bein' here with you
Like a bad motorcycle with the devil in the seat
Goin' ninety miles an hour down a dead end street
Goin' ninety miles an hour down a dead end street

I didn't want to want you but now I have no choice
It's too late to listen to that warning voice
All I hear is thunder when two hearts beat
Goin' ninety miles an hour down a dead end street
Goin' ninety miles an hour down a dead end street

You're not free to belong to me
And you know that I could never be your own
But your lips on mine
Are like sweet, sweet wine
But we're heading for a wall of stone

Warning signs are flashing everywhere, we pay no heed
Instead of slowing down the pace, we're picking up speed
Disaster's getting closer every time we meet
Goin' ninety miles an hour down a dead end street

Yeah, ninety miles an hour down a dead end street
Well, ninety miles an hour down a dead end street

Yes, dear Eva. I got your e-mail.

Have to take a break for food, folks.

This is cyber space, WA2K radio.

Rock on Lyrics
Smashing Pumpkins


Hey kids, rock and roll
rock on
hey kids, it's no use
Sleepin'
Showtime, summertime blues
Jump up and die in your blue suede shoes
Hey kids, rock and roll
We're gonna rock on

Where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear

Still looking for that blue jean baby queen
Prettiest girl I've ever seen
See her die on my movie screens
Every day

Rock on
Rock on
Rock on

Hey kids, rock and roll
Rock on
Cool my soul
Hey kids it's no use
Dreamin'
Lost out, cracked out
Find out what it's all about
Hey kids, rock and roll
We're gonna rock on
Where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear
Where do we go from here
Which is the way that's clear

Still lookin' for that blue jean baby queen
Prettiest girl I've ever seen
See her die on my movie screens
every day

Rock on
Rock on
Rock on

Hey kids, rock and roll
Hey kids, rock and roll
Rock on

Star
David Bowie

Tony went to fight in Belfast
Rudi stayed at home to starve
I could make it all worthwhile as a rock & roll star
Bevan tried to change the nation
Sonny wants to turn the world, well he can tell you that he tried

I could make a transformation as a rock & roll star
So inviting - so enticing to play the part
I could play the wild mutation as a rock & roll star
Get it all yeah!
Oh yeah

I could do with the money
I'm so wiped out with things as they are
I'd send my photograph to my honey - and I'd c'mon like a regular superstar

I could fall asleep at night as a rock & roll star
I could fall in love all right as a rock & roll star

I could make a transformation as a rock & roll star
So inviting - so enticing to play the part
I could play the wild mutation as a rock & roll star
Get it all yeah!
Oh yeah

I could do with the money
I'm so wiped out with things as they are
I'd send my photograph to my honey - and I'd c'mon like a regular superstar

I could fall asleep at night as a rock & roll star
I could fall in love all right as a rock & roll star

Well, listeners. It's totally impossible for your PD to recognize all contributions. I just want to say that our audience appreciates the variety.

I, too, like Hank Snow and Jim Croce, as most of you already know, and Pete Seger was great, Eva.

Here's bit of sobering news. There is a tropical wave heading toward Florida.

How about a little Detroit, folks, where they have all them stars and cars:

(love the way Bobby says Detroit as DEtroit)

City - Bobby Bare
Lyrics for Album: Classic Country: 1950-1964
I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home,

Last night I went to sleep in Detroit city,
And I dreamed about those cotton fields and home,
I dreamed about my mother,
dear old papa, sister and brother,
And I dreamed about that girl,
whose been waitin' for so long,

I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home,

Home folks think I'm big in Detroit city,
From the letters that I write they think I'm fine,
But by day I make the cars,
by night I make the bars,
If only they could read between the lines,

I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home,

I rode a freight train north to Detroit city,
After all these years I've been wasting my time,
I'll take my foolish pride,
on a southbound freight and ride,
Go on back to the ones,
EI've left waitin' so far behind,

I want to go home, I want to go home,
Oh Lord, I want to go home.

Someone Who's Cool
The Odds

in natural selection
I've avoided all detection
and the tender bits underneath
all with window dressing and
calculated guessing
and a bark bigger than my teeth

It was the suit that got me the gig
It was the tear that got me the girl
I'm a sheep in this wolf's clothing
I'm a picture that I'm holding
of someone who is cool

soul like a thimble
swallowed up in symbols
wanting what I don't need
if sympathy's the answer
I'll have temporary cancer
but that's not what I'll have you believe

It was the suit that got me the gig
It was the tear that got me the girl
I'm a sheep in this wolf's clothing
I'm a picture that I'm holding
of someone who is cool
someone who is cool

close but kind of meatless
like actors who play Jesus
in movies of the week
What other people wish for
oozes from my every pore
I'm the coffee not the sleep

and I'm the song about the song
that once said something new
I'm a scandal that's unfolding
I'm a picture that I'm holding
of someone who is cool
someone who is cool

the man in black had this to say about detroit and automobiles

One Piece At a Time
Johnny Cash

Well, I left Kentucky back in '49
An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line
The first year they had me puttin' wheels on cadillacs

Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry
'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.

One day I devised myself a plan
That should be the envy of most any man
I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand
Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired
But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired
I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.

CHORUS
I'd get it one piece at a time
And it wouldn't cost me a dime
You'll know it's me when I come through your town
I'm gonna ride around in style
I'm gonna drive everybody wild
'Cause I'll have the only one there is a round.

So the very next day when I punched in
With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends
I left that day with a lunch box full of gears
Now, I never considered myself a thief
GM wouldn't miss just one little piece
Especially if I strung it out over several years.

The first day I got me a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission and all of the chrome
The little things I could get in my big lunchbox
Like nuts, an' bolts, and all four shocks
But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy's mobile home.

Now, up to now my plan went all right
'Til we tried to put it all together one night
And that's when we noticed that something was definitely wrong.

The transmission was a '53
And the motor turned out to be a '73
And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone.

So we drilled it out so that it would fit
And with a little bit of help with an A-daptor kit
We had that engine runnin' just like a song
Now the headlight' was another sight
We had two on the left and one on the right
But when we pulled out the switch all three of 'em come on.

The back end looked kinda funny too
But we put it together and when we got thru
Well, that's when we noticed that we only had one tail-fin
About that time my wife walked out
And I could see in her eyes that she had her doubts
But she opened the door and said "Honey, take me for a spin."

So we drove up town just to get the tags
And I headed her right on down main drag
I could hear everybody laughin' for blocks around
But up there at the court house they didn't laugh
'Cause to type it up it took the whole staff
And when they got through the title weighed sixty pounds.

CHORUS
I got it one piece at a time
And it didn't cost me a dime
You'll know it's me when I come through your town
I'm gonna ride around in style
I'm gonna drive everybody wild
'Cause I'll have the only one there is around.

(Spoken) Ugh! Yow, RED RYDER
This is the COTTON MOUTH
In the PSYCHO-BILLY CADILLAC Come on

Huh, This is the COTTON MOUTH
And negatory on the cost of this mow-chine there RED RYDER
You might say I went right up to the factory
And picked it up, it's cheaper that way
Ugh!, what model is it?

Well, It's a '49, '50, '51, '52, '53, '54, '55, '56
'57, '58' 59' automobile
It's a '60, '61, '62, '63, '64, '65, '66, '67
'68, '69, '70 automobile.

speaking of odds, dj.


Hey Mercedes
» Eleven To Your Seven

A complicated sunset
Sets the mood within the room
All bets are up and
We keep looking down
To try and find
The will to turn this around.

I spent the last three months
In mental traction
Woeing all I could forsee
I slept myself free and
Cursed at all awake
The medicine I'd take.

I broke down
On the train to southtown
Midway inbound
Eleven to your seven
I held out
Carrying this crutch around
Angry words came rushing out
Eleven to your seven.

Now I could pound on the keys so hard and
Make the mallets slap the strings and
Pump the pedals till I'm breathless and
Sing off key and
Wouldn't that be just like me?

Now people in the back yell hey
When they see me today
I got a smile so wide it stems offstage
They say go go you gone soul and
For all I know
They now know
Oh no.

You broke down
As I tore the pages out
During all the painful parts
Eleven to your seven
You held out
Carrying your diary around
Angry ink came rushing out
Eleven to your seven.

So we finished the night and
We laud the long ride
Because it leads to my own bed
So at least tonight
My head will be alright.

We broke down
Miles out of Morgantown
A midnight rainstorm crashing down
Not one breathing soul around
Eleven to your seven.

Baby Stop Crying

You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe,
But you're back where you belong.
Go get me my pistol, babe,
Honey, I can't tell right from wrong.

Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
Baby, please stop crying.
You know, I know, the sun will always shine
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind.

Go down to the river, babe,
Honey, I will meet you there.
Go down to the river, babe,
Honey, I will pay your fare.

Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
Baby, please stop crying.
You know, I know, the sun will always shine
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind.

If you're looking for assistance, babe,
Or if you just want some company
Or if you just want a friend you can talk to,
Honey, come and see about me.

Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
Baby, please stop crying.
You know, I know, the sun will always shine
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind.

You been hurt so many times
And I know what you're thinking of.
Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,
To see that you're madly in love.

Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
Baby, please stop crying, stop crying, stop crying
Baby, please stop crying.
You know, I know, the sun will always shine
So baby, please stop crying 'cause it's tearing up my mind.

Dylan

love the "mental traction" image

just got a cd/dvd compilation of the cole porter tribute album called red hot and blue, the original cd was released about twenty years ago to benefit aids reasearch, but has been recently rereleased with a dvd of videos and live performances

debbie harry of blondie and iggy pop of the stooges teamed up for this cole porter gem

Well, Did You Evah?

MIKE:
When you're out in smart society
And you suddenly get bad news,
You mustn't show anxiety
And proceed to sing the blues.

DEXTER:
Have you heard among the clan,
I am called "the Forgotten Man"?

MIKE:
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!

DEXTER:
Have you heard the story of
Dexter boy being gypped by love?

MIKE:
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
What frails, what frocks!
What furs, what rocks!

DEXTER:
What gaiety!
It's all too exquis!

MIKE:
The French Campagne!

DEXTER:
So good for the brain!

MIKE:
That band, it's the end!

DEXTER:
Kindly don't fall down, my friend.

MIKE:
Have you heard? Professor Munch
Ate his wife and divorced his lunch.

DEXTER:
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard? The Countess Krupp
Crossed the bridge when the bridge was up.

MIKE:
Well, did you evah?

BOTH:
What a swell party this is!

MIKE:
Have you heard that Mimsie Starr
Just got pinched in a sailor's bar?

DEXTER:
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard that Uncle Newt
Forgot to open his parachute?

MIKE:
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
It's great, it's grand!

DEXTER:
It's wonderland!

MIKE:
What soup, what fish!

DEXTER:
That beef, what dish!

MIKE:
That grouse, so rare!

DEXTER:
That old Camembert!

MIKE:
That Baba au Rhum!

DEXTER:
Will you please move over, chum?

MIKE:
Have you heard that poor dear Blanche
Got run down by an avalanche?

DEXTER:
Well, did you evah?
What a swell party this is!
Have you heard? It's in the stars
Next July we collide with Mars.

MIKE:
Well, did you evah?

DEXTER:
What a swell party this is!

Shot of Love

I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love.

Don't need a shot of heroin to kill my disease,
Don't need a shot of turpentine, only bring me to my knees,
Don't need a shot of codeine to help me to repent,
Don't need a shot of whiskey, help me be president.

I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love.

Doctor, can you hear me? I need some Medicaid.
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
What I got ain't painful, it's just bound to kill me dead
Like the men that followed Jesus when they put a price upon His head.

I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love.

I don't need no alibi when I'm spending time with you.
I've heard all of them rumors and you have heard 'em too.
Don't show me no picture show or give me no book to read,
It don't satisfy the hurt inside nor the habit that it feeds.

I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love.

Why would I want to take your life?
You've only murdered my father, raped his wife,
Tattooed my babies with a poison pen,
Mocked my God, humiliated my friends.

I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love.

Don't wanna be with nobody tonight Veronica not around nowhere,
Mavis just ain't right.
There's a man that hates me and he's swift, smooth and near,
Am I supposed to set back and wait until he's here?

I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love.

What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?
Don't even feel like crossing the street and my car ain't actin' right.
Called home, everybody seemed to have moved away.
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.

I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love.

I need a shot of love, I need a shot of love.
If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.

Dylan

Hey, dj. Neat. Never heard that one. Thanks, Canada.

Dedicated to our Dutchy of the Where Am I thread:

Jethro Tull
» Flying Dutchman

Old lady with a barrow; life near ending
Standing by the harbour wall; warm wishes sending
children on the cold sea swell ---
not fishers of men ---
gone to chase away the last herring:
come empty home again.
So come all you lovers of the good life
on your supermarket run ---
Set a sail of your own devising
and be there when the Dutchman comes.
Wee girl in a straw hat: from far east warring
Sad cargo of an old ship: young bodies whoring
Slow ocean hobo --- ports closed to her crew
No hope of immigration --- keep on passing through.
So come all you lovers of the good life
your children playing in the sun ---
set a sympathetic flag a-flying
and be there when the Dutchman comes.

Death grinning like a scarecrow --- Flying Dutchman
Seagull pilots flown from nowhere --- try and touch one
as she slips in on the full tide
and the harbour-master yells
All hands vanished with the captain ---
no one left, the tale to tell.

So come all you lovers of the good life
Look around you, can you see?
Staring ghostly in the mirror ---
it's the Dutchman you will be
..floating slowly out to sea
in a misty misery.