Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm
There's a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin' like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road, yeah
Girl ya gotta love your man
Girl ya gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends
Our life will never end
Gotta love your man, yeah
Yeah!
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house we're born
Into this world we're thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out alone
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
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Oh, how is it that I could come out to you,
And be still floatin',
And never hit bottom but keep falling through,
Just relaxed and paying attention?
All my two-dimensional boundaries were gone,
I had lost to them badly,
I saw that world crumble and thought I was dead,
But I found my senses still working.
And as I continued to drop through the hole,
I found all surrounding,
To show me that joy innocently is,
Just be quiet and feel it around you.
And I opened my heart to the whole universe,
And I found it was loving,
And I saw the great blunder my teachers had made,
Scientific delirium madness.
I will keep falling as long as I live,
Ah, without ending,
And I will remember the place that is now,
That has ended before the beginning ...
Oh, how is it that I could come out to you,
And be still floatin',
And never hit bottom but keep falling through,
Just relaxed and paying attention?
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Eight miles high and when you touch down
You'll find that it's stranger than known
Signs in the street that say where you're going
Are somewhere just being their own
Nowhere is there warmth to be found
Among those afraid of losing their ground
Rain gray town known for its sound
In places small faces unbound
Round the squares huddled in storms
Some laughing some just shapeless forms
Sidewalk scenes and black limousines
Some living, some standing alone
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Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you
Though I know that evening's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirling ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wandering
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it
Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escaping on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facing
And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seeing that he's chasing
Then take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
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When the music's over,
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over,
Turn out the lights, turn out the lights, turn out the light
When the music's over
When the music's over
When the music's over,
Turn out the lights, turn out the lights, turn out the light
Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end
Cancel my subscription to the Resurrection
Send my credentials to the House of Detention
I got some friends inside
The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends, alive, she cried
Waiting for me outside
Before I sink into the big sleep,
I want to hear, I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly
Come back, baby, back into my arm
We're getting tired of hangin' around,
Waitin' around with our heads to the ground
I hear a very gentle sound
Very near yet very far
Very soft yet very clear
Come today, come today
What have they done to the earth, yeah
What have they done to our fair sister
Ravaged and plundered, and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down
I hear a very gentle sound,
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it,
We want the world and we want it now
Now
Now
Persian night, babe
See that light, babe
Save us, Jesus, save us
So when the music's over,
When the music's over yeah
When the music's over,
Turn out the lights, turn out the lights, turn out the light
Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end
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Well I just got into town
About an hour ago.
Took a look around,
See which way the wind blow.
Where the little girls
In their Hollywood bungalows.
Are you a lucky little lady
In The City of Light.
Or just another lost angel.
City of Night.
City of Night.
City of Night.
City of Night.
Woo, come on!
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman.
L.A. Woman, Sunday afternoon.
L.A. Woman, Sunday afternoon.
L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon
Drive through your suburbs
Into your blues.
Into your blues, yeah.
Into your blue-blue, blues.
Into your blues, ohh, yeah.
I see your hair is burning.
Hills are filled with fire.
If they say I never loved you,
You know they are a liar.
Driving down your freeways.
Midnight alleys roam.
Cops in cars,
The topless bars.
Never saw a woman,
So alone, so alone, yeah.
So alone, so alone.
Motel, money, murder, madness,
Change the mood from glad to sadness
Mr. Mojo Risin'.
Mr. Mojo Risin'.
Mr. Mojo Risin'.
Mr. Mojo Risin'.
Got to keep on risin'.
Mr. Mojo Risin'.
Mr. Mojo Risin'.
Mojo Risin',
Got the Mojo Risin'
Mr. Mojo Risin',
Gotta keep on risin'
Ridin', ridin'.
Come on ride in, ride in.
I'm gonna ride in, ride in.
I gotta ride in, ride in.
Well, ride in, ride in.
I gotta, woo, yeah, ride
Whoa, ohh yeah.
Well, I just got into
Town about an hour ago.
Took a look around,
See which way the wind blow.
Where the little girls
In their Hollywood bungalows.
Are you a lucky little lady
In the City of Light
Or just another lost angel.
City of Night.
City of Night.
City of Night.
City of Night, whoa, come on.
L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman.
L.A. Woman, you're my woman.
Oh yeah, L.A. Woman.
Yeah, L.A. Woman.
L.A., L.A. Woman, Woman.
Desert woman, come on