Singles lyrics

This is a protest against protesters:
Fearless cowards of the U.S.A.
Bravely here at home they stay
They watch their friends get shipped away
The draft dodgers of the Yellow Beret

Yellow streaks up and down their spines
Men who gladly stay behind
They won't fight for the U.S.A.
They fought hard for the yellow beret

Men who faint at the sight of blood

Blue Monday, oh it's blue Monday
Ahh it's blue Monday
Got to work, rather sleep all day
Here come Tuesday
Poor hard Tuesday
I'm so tired, ain't got no time to play
Here come Wednsday
I plead to myself
My gal calls gotta tell her that I'm out
Cause Thursday is a hard workin' day
And Friday I get my pay

Saturday morning
Oh Saturday morning
All my tiredness has gone away

The nights never seem so precious
The wind has never been so wild
As you stand here on the shoreline
Just a weathered aging child

Can't hit the corners no more
Feeling like a stranger on the shore
Used to be, you'd never let 'em score
Now you, can't hit the corners no more

Chain Smokin' ah huh huh yeah
Chain Smokin' ah huh huh yeah
I just can't quit though (the harder I try the worse it gets)
Anybody got a (?) (the more I smoke the more I need)
Chain Smokin' ah huh huh yeah
Chain Smokin' ah huh huh yeah
And I tried but it just won't cease
Gotta have one every minute or I ain't at peace

Chain Smokin' ah huh huh yeah
Chain Smokin' ah huh huh yeah

Me and lady sittin on the bench tonight
Drinkin' warm beer in the soft summer air
Lookin' across the city those starlit hills
Talkin' about those crazy rich people livin' up there on stilts

Must be somethin'
Must be something to live that way
Well we're just across town
A couple of hundred million miles away
In east L.A.

Up early in the morning workin' 9 to 5

[Instrumental version of East Side Story]

It's Florida time

Well we're passin' through Georgia and we're right on time
We're going to florida to have a good time
If we get there ahead of the rest
We'll tan right up so we all look the best
It's Florida time an it's really all right
Find a good girl and just treat her right

The Florida border just round the bend
There's Cindy and Terry and the rest of our friends

We always come full circle
When nights become too long
I call you when you're crying
And trying to be too strong
And trying to be too strong

But I can't take you with me
You never stand the pace
You tell me that you miss me
And long to see my face
And long to see my face

And who knows why
Who knows why
We always say goodbye
We always have to say goodbye

Ahh come on with me baby, we're gonna have a good time
Don't you ever listen to the radio when the big bad beat comes on
I know you gotta dig it, I know you can't stop it
Cause the bottom comes on so strong

[Chorus:]
Talkin 'bout (heavy music)
I got to have it yeah (heavy music)
I got to love it now, deeper (heavy music), deeper (heavy music)
Baby don't you get a kick, from it yeah

Come they told me (ba rum bu bu bum)
A new born king to see (ba rum bu bu bum)
Our finest gifts we bring (ba rum bu bu bum)
To set before the king (ba rum bu bu bum)
Rum bu bu bum, Rum bu bu bum
So to honor him (ba rum bu bu bum)
When we come

Little baby (ba rum bu bu bum)
I am a poor boy too (ba rum bu bu bum)
I have no gift to bring (ba rum bu bu bum)

[About Last Night Soundtrack]

When the sun came up this morning
And she smiled her smile for me
I felt it for the first time
Something deep inside of me
So you can take your midnight ramblin' boys
And you can keep your winding roads

She's livin' inside my heart now, livin' inside
Oh there's an easiness about her
There's a softness in her way
But she gets me through the hard times

You hit the street, you feel them staring
You know they hate you you can feel their eyes a glarin'
Because you're different, because you're free
Because you're everything deep down they wish they could be

[Chorus:]
You're lookin back (lookin back) they're lookin back (lookin back)
Too many people lookin back
You're lookin back (lookin back) they're lookin back (lookin back)

He rises every morning but he don't look at the sun
He reaches in the corner where he keeps his loaded gun
Then he checks the firing action,as he straps it to his chest
Plans an ambush for the mailman,even though it's all in jest
He's here he's there he's everywhere
He's found uptown and underground
Unlike my friend flicka you know he's not a myth

[Talking intro:]
You know what pop? What's that son?
Christmas just isn't gonna be the same this year.
Why is that?

Cause Santa's got a brand new bag!

Come on jump up, ohhhh
Sock it to me Santa, you know what I like
Sock it to me Santa, just bring me a bike
Christmas just won't be a drag, Santa's got a brand new bag

Don't you dare let those children bring you down

She's gone from me, for someone new
I guess that's what she's done
The people they sigh as I walk by
And they call me the lonely one
They say there goes the lonely one

This old house once filled with joy.
With its beauty so entrancing,
Every little girl and boy.
Now its halls are filled with darkness.
Its rooms are dusty, cold.
This old house is growing so old.

Take a walk into the ballroom,
Now it hardly looks the same.
Now its chandelier is shattered,
Only stillness here remains.
Long ago there was the laughter

Relentlessly the wind blows, without conscience without sound
And the howling echoes louder, from the lonely hungry hounds

Vagrant Winter's in the alley and he's waiting
And you my love come softly now and ease my troubled mind
As we huddle by the fireside
Slowly running out of time

Born December's children, learned to live without a sky

Very few in life composed a symphony
Very few in life sing love's melody

Only some will love but one their whole life through
Only two always, and two are very few
Very few in life find a rainbow's end
Very few in life love then love again

Only some will love but one their whole life through
Only two always, and two are very few

Boogie!
Ooh yeah
I know we can't play this club
Without doin' at least one boogie right?
Alright
I'm sure you're gonna recognise this song
I'm gonna tell you what I'm gonna do tonight
After this here concert here takes place
I'm gonna go wander out and prowl out the streets of Schaumburg
Me and the whole Silver Bullets, everybody
And in the wee wee hours