I want you to be you
Don't change 'cause you think I might like you to be different
I fell in love with you
I don't want you blond I don't want you not to swear, not to swept
It's you I fell in love with
Your turn of phrase, your sensitivity, your irrational moves
Well maybe that could go
But everything else, I want you to be you
I want you to dance whenever you feel it up by the bandstand
In the parking lot up on the table
Well, maybe the table can go
But I want you to be you
I love what you wear 'cause you're wearing it
That shawl that clinging dress the svelte black jacket
Those leopard capris well, maybe not the capris
But I want you to be you
I love what you eat you want yogurt, you got yogurt
Papaya, it's yours chewing gum, chew away
I want you to be you
Spit out the gum, it doesn't work
When you sleep, you're the most beautiful
In the moonlight, your soft skin glows
Your hair scroll on the pillow a vision
The murmuring breath, the slight snore
She was underwater
In the shadows
Was it there, was it not?
I stepped back
A veil in front of my eyes
The water was still and so was she
I dove in with so little breath
In truth I knew
I was too late for death
I had one chance
I grasped her arm and floated upwards
Wanting to stay below in the warm forgiving waters
What have you done
I screamed to the stars
Then over to the shallow edge
She was face down
Smaller and more vulnerable than in life
Her curls wet around her ears and neck
Her dear profile at peace at last
A finger in her throat sounded a click
Her body still and blue
Is this what death looks like?
My love was supposed to protect her
It didn't
My love was supposed to heal her
It didn't
You had said don't leave me
And I begged you not to leave me
He says Phoenix
Pegasus
Grecian urn
Midwest turn
So much to learn
Together
Together
She says our souls
Are warm
Lives
Reborn
From hearts
That were torn
Before before
Performs performs
Together
Together they say
A breath renewed
Everyday
With you
Our arms
Are moved
We are not alone
Not alone
Together
Our souls are warm
Lives reborn
From hearts that were torn
Before
Breath renewed
Everyday with you
Our arms, our hold
We are not alone
Together
Together
Together
I was crossing the snow fields
In front of the Capital Building
It was Christmas and I was alone
Strange city, strangers for friends
And I was broke
As the carillon sang its song
I dreamt of success
I would be the best
I would make my folks proud
I would be happy
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened
Yes, there are nods in my direction
Clap of hands, the knowing smile
But still, I'm scared again
Foot slipped, pebbles fall and so did I
Almost, oh my
On Yosemite, the big grey wall
(Fear of falling)
Where to put my foot next
(Fear of failure)
I'm afraid, I'm going to fall
(Be at one with the mountain)
I whispered in the air
(Fear of falling, fear of falling
(Fear of failure, failure)
Fear of losing my hair
(Falling, falling, falling)
When is the mountain scaled?
When do I feel I haven't failed?
I've got to get it together, man
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened
It hasn't happened
People come up and say, "Hello"
Okay, I can get to the front of the line
But you have to ignore the looks and yet
I'm waiting for that feeling of contentment
That ease at night when you put your head down
And the rhythms slow to sleep
My head sways and eyes start awake
I'm there not halfway between sleep and death
But looking into eyes wide open trying to remember
What I might have done, should have done
At my age I need serenity I need peace
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened yet
It hasn't happened
Live life, live life like you're gonna die
Because you're gonna
I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But you're gonna die
Maybe not today or even next year
But before you know it you'll be saying
"Is this all there was?
What was all the fuss? Why did I bother?"
Now, maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it? Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time 'cause you're gonna die
Yes it's gonna happen because
It's happened to a lot of people I know
My mother, my father, my loves
The President, the kings and the Pope they all had hope
And they muttered just before they went
Maybe, I won't let go
Live life like you're gonna die
Because you are
Maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it? Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time 'cause you're gonna die
I tell you who else left us
Passed on down to heaven no longer with us
Johnny Cash, JFK, that guy in the Stones
Lou Gehrig, Einstein, and Joey Ramone
Have I convinced you?
Do you read my lips?
This may come as news but it's time
You're gonna die, you're gonna die
By the time you hear this
I may well be dead
And you my friend might be next
'Cause we're all gonna die
Yeah, oh maybe you won't suffer and maybe it's quick
But you'll have time to think
Why did I waste it? Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time, you'll have time cause you're gonna die
Yes, you're gonna die
You're gonna die, I tell you
You're gonna die, you're gonna die
'Cause maybe you won't suffer maybe it's quick
But you have time to think
Why did I waste it? Why didn't I taste it?
You'll have time 'cause you're gonna die
Live life, life, life like you're gonna die
Because you're going to
Oh yes I hate to be the beater of bad news
But you're gonna die
Maybe not today or even next year
But before you know it you'll be saying
"Is this all there was? What was all the fuss?
Why did I bother?
Y O U apostrophe R E G O double N A D I E die
You are gonna die
Lung cancer, heart attack, diabetes, drug overdose
Choke on a chicken bone, hit by a lightning bolt
Heart attack, airplane crash
I got your address from the phone book at the library
Wandered in, looked you up and you were there
Weird that you've been living, maybe
2 miles away for the best part of 20 years
You must be, what
In your early forties now, if I remember
You were born in June or was it May?
Eisenhower was the President although it may have been JFK
Years of silence, not enough
Who could blame us giving up?
Above the quiet there's a buzz
That's me trying
You still working in that store on Ventura?
You still going with, no, that's not fair
I know I haven't been the very best of dads
I'll hold my hand up there
The reason that I'm writing is I'd like for us to meet
Get a little daughter dad action going soon
We could put things behind us, eat some pizza, drink some beer
You still see your sister, Lemli? Bring her, too
Years of silence, not enough
Who could blame us giving up?
Above the quiet there's a buzz
That's me trying
But I don't wanna talk about any of that bad stuff
Why I missed out on your wedding and your high school graduation
I'd like to explain, but I can't
So let's keep things neutral, stick to topics that won't bug us
How 'bout this?
Let's choose a book and we'll read it before we meet
Then we can sit down at a restaurant
Have a look at the menu and talk about it while we eat
See, if we never had a problem then that's what life would be like
Easy, uncomplicated, cool
So let's just pretend that the past didn't happen
I don't really like thrillers as well
I don't want to know if I've got grandchildren
No need to tell me where I went wrong
I don't want to know what happened in your thirties
You wanna try 'Cold Mountain' or is that too long?
Years of silence, not enough
Who could blame us giving up?
Above the quiet there's a buzz
That's me trying, it's me trying
That's me trying, I'm trying
Above the quiet there's a buzz
I have saved the world in the movies
So naturally there's folks who think I must know what to know
But just because you've seen me on your TV
Doesn't mean I'm any more enlightened than you
And while there's a part of me, in that guy you've seen
Up there on that screen, I am so much more
And I wish I knew the things you think I do
I would change this world for sure
But I eat and sleep and breathe and bleed and feel
Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm real
I'd love to help the world and all its problems
But I'm an entertainer, and that's all
So the next time there's an asteroid or a natural disaster
I'm flattered that you thought of me
But I'm not the one to call
And while there's a part of me, in that guy you've seen
Up there on that screen, I am so much more
And I wish I knew the things you think I do
I would change this world for sure
But I eat and sleep and breathe and bleed and feel
Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm real
And while there's a part of me, in that guy you've seen
Up there on that screen, I am so much more
And I wish I knew the things you think I do
I would change this world for sure
But I eat and sleep and breathe and bleed and feel
she is miss united states
she is miss united states
from sea to shining sea like lady liberty
she reigns over all she sees
she is beauty and she is grace
she is queen of 50 states
she is elagance and taste
she is miss united states
[chorus]-she's beauty and she's grace
she's queen of 50 states
she's elegance and taste
she is miss united states
hold your crown up high
hold your crown up high
raise it to the sky
hold your crown up high
woaa yeye oooh ye sky high hold your crown up high
hold your crown up high
hold your crown up high
raise it to the sky
hold your crown up high
[chorus]x2
she is miss united states x2
spoken: she's beauty and she's grace
she's queen of 50 states
she's elagance and taste
she's miss united states
Let's go, ready? From the top
My favorite shows on TV have twelve minutes of advertising
I can't get behind that kind of time
Eat quickly, drive faster, make more money now
I can't get behind that
My kids say, "He said to me, and I'm like and he's like and she's like"
It's all, he's all, she's all
I can't get behind that kind of like, English
That'll be six to eight weeks before delivery
The rising oceans, the warming temperatures
The dying polar bears no, tigers in fifty years
Rising poison in the air and water
I can't understand why the price of gas suddenly rises
When oil goes up
But takes months to go down long after oil falls
I can't get behind any of that
I can't get behind the Gods, who are more vengeful, angry, and
Dangerous if you don't believe in them
Why can't all these Gods just get along?
I mean, they're omnipotent and omnipresent, what's the problem?
What's the problem? What about the men who say
"Do as I do, believe in what I say, for your own good
Or I'll kill you", I can't get behind that
I can't get behind that
Everybody knows everything about all of us
That's too much knowledge
I can't get behind that
Yeah, and what about student drivers using my streets to learn?
If you learn to play the drums you got to go to a studio
Go to a parking lot, for God's sake, why are you jeopardizing my life?
I can't get behind a student driver
I can't behind a driver who drives like a student driver
If you're going to drive an urban assault vehicle then get off the phone
And keep your eyes on the road
Lifetime guarantee? Who's lifetime? Not mine
I haven't that much time left, let's make it yours
Everybody's got a longer life than me
The leaf blowers, is there anything more futile?
Car alarms, clap off, clap on, spam
Size matters, no, it doesn't
Yes, it does, no, it doesn't
Yes, it does, no, it doesn't
Yes, it does, no, it doesn't no, it doesn't
Yes, it does! Yes, it does
My phone rings, make millions in minutes
It's a computer, lose inches in hours
Leave me the Hell alone, eat more spend less
The Colonel is breakdancing, give me a break
Credit terms raised
I can't get behind any of that
I can't get behind so-called singers that can't carry a tune
Get paid for talking, how easy is that?
Well, maybe I could get behind that
Well, I can't, if you have to fix it with a computer
Quantized, pitch corrected, and overly inspected
Then you can't do it, and I can't get behind that
I can't get behind a fat ass
Yeah, Bill, can you turn around and do one more?
Always can do one more
Has been, has been, has been
You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me?
You callin' me, has been?
What'd you say your name is?
Jack, never done Jack
Glad to meet you
Who's your friend?
Dick, don't say Dick
What do you know?
And you friend, what's your handle?
Don Two Thumbs Don
Riding on their armchairs
They dream of wealth and fame
Fear is their companion
Nintendo is their game
Never done Jack and Two Thumbs Don
And sidekick don't say Dick
We'll laugh at others failures
Though they have not done shit
{I've heard of you the ready-made connecting with the ever ready, yeah
The never was talking about still trying I got it
Forever bitter gossiping about never say die
May I inquire what you've been doing mister?}
Jack, never done Jack
And you partner, what's the news of the world, Dick?
I don't say Dick
Don, of all the people you must be The Tattler
Two Thumbs up
What are you afraid of, failure? So am I
Has been implies failure not so
Has been is history
Has been was
I know what she's gonna do
And I can't wait for her to do it
She knows me and I know her
What I hate and what I prefer
I know her scent
I know her touch
Where to hold her and just how much
My lady belongs here and so do I
We know what the truth is
And when to lie
Oh, how I love her familiar
I've had the one night stands
Waiting for the phone to ring
(Waiting for the phone)
The shakes of anxiety
The flaccid response to nerves
The hideous revelation of character
The unfamiliar smell of breath and skin
Unexpected noises from within
My lady belongs here and so do I
We know what the truth is
And when to lie
Oh, how I love her familiar
But my love is familiar
She knows me and I know her
What I hate and what I prefer
I know her scent
I know her touch
Where to hold her and just how much
My lady belongs here and so do I
My lady belongs here and so do I
We know what the truth is
And when to lie
Oh, how I love her familiar
Sliced apples, almond butter, and fetta cheese
Let's feed the dogs
Send out for Chinese
Watching movies on TV
And fall asleep
Arms wrapped around
So happy we weep
Yeah, listen, that's for you
She came from Greece, she had a thirst for knowledge
She studied sculpture at Saint Martin's College
That's where I caught her eye
She told me that her dad was loaded
I said, in that case I'll have a rum and Coca Cola
She said fine and in thirty seconds time she said
I wanna live like common people
I wanna do whatever common people do
I wanna sleep with common people
I wanna sleep with common people like you
Well, what else could I do? I said, I'll see what I can do
I took her to a supermarket
I don't know why, but I had to start it somewhere
So it started there
I said, pretend you've got no money
She just laughed and said, oh, you're so funny
I said, yeah? Well I can't see anyone else smiling in here
Are you sure you want to live like common people?
You want to see whatever common people see?
You want to sleep with common people?
You want to sleep with common people like me?
But she didn't understand
She just smiled and held my hands
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right
When you're lyin' in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you call your dad he could stop it all
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do whatever common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view
And dance, and drink, and screw
Because there's nothing else to do
Sing along with the common people
Sing along and it might just get you through
Laugh along with the common people
Laugh along, even though they're laughing at you
And the stupid things that you do
'Cause you think "poor" is cool
Like a dog lying in a corner
It'll bite you and never warn you
Look out, they'll tear your insides out
Because everyone hates a tourist
'Specially one who thinks it's all such a laugh
Yeah and the chip stains' grease will come out in the bath
You will never understand
How it feels to live your life
With no meaning or control
And with nowhere left to go
You're amazed that they exist
And they burn so bright, why?
You can only wonder why
Rent a flat above a shop
Cut your hair and get a job
Smoke some fags and play some pool
Pretend you never went to school
But still you'll never get it right
When you've laid in bed at night
Watching roaches climb the wall
If you call your dad he could stop it all
You'll never live like common people
You'll never do what common people do
You'll never fail like common people
You'll never watch your life slide out of view
And dance and drink and screw
Because there's nothing else to do
You wanna sleep with the common people
You wanna sleep with the common people
King Henry the 5th and his army are surrounded by the enemy.
His men are weary and dispirited.
It's been an unpopular war and the men want to quite fighting and return to their homes.
But the French are on all sides outnumbering the English by many.
As the men reluctantly prepare to return to battle,
King Henry astride his horse, sword in hand, tries to rally his men and ignite their waning courage.
"Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let it pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit
To his full height! On, on, you noblest English!
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof;
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought,
And sheath'd their swords for lack of argument.
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeomen,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit; and, upon this charge
Hamlet's endurance has reached the breaking point. His
father has been murdered. His mother who he loves
dearly has married her dead husband's brother.
Moreover his sweetheart, Ophelia has been acting very
strangely and he senses that she does not love him
anymore.
Now he is all alone. The world that he knew is
shattered, his black mood of despair is deepened by his
inability to act, to do something, change the
situation. Now he ponders to continue living or take
his own life.
To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?
To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd.
To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin?
Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
How insensitive
I must have seemed
When she told me that she loved me
How unnerved and cold
I must have seemed
When she told me so sincerely
Why she must have asked
Did I just turn and stare in icy silence
What was I to say?
What can you say
When a love affair is over?
Why she must have asked
Did I just turn and stare in icy silence
What was I to say?
What can you say
When a love affair is over?
So now she's gone away
And I'm alone
With a memory of her last look
Vague and drawn and sad
I see it still
All her heartbreak in that last look
How she must have asked,
Could I just turn and stare in icy silence
What was I to do?
What can one do
I'm not a Starfleet commander, or T.J. Hooker. I don't
live on Starship NCC-170... , or own a phaser. I don't
know anybody named Bones, Sulu, or Spock (picture of Dr.
Benjamin Spock is shown on screen behind him). And no,
I've never had green alien sex, but I'm sure it'd be
quite an evening. (Pomp and Circumstance begins playing.)
I speak English and French, not Klingon! I drink
Labatt's, not Romulan ale! And when someone says to me
'live long and prosper', I seriously mean it when I say,
'get a life'. My doctor's name is not McCoy, it's
Ginsberg (nude picture of Dr. Ginsberg shown on screen).
And tribbles were puppets, not real animals. PUPPETS! And
when I speak, I never, ever talk like Every. Word. Is.
Its. Own. Sentence. I live in California, but I was
raised in Montreal. And I believe in priceline.com, where
you never have to pay full price for airline tickets,
hotels, and car rentals! I've appeared onstage at
Stratford, at Carnegie Hall, Albert Hall, and the
Monkland Theatre in NDG. And, yes, I've gone where no man
has gone before, but... I was in Mexico and her father
gave me permission! My name is William Shatner, and I am
Canadian!
—from a Just for Laughs appearance; a parody of the
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight
And I think it's gonna be a long long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did
And all this science I don't understand
It's just my job five days a week
A rocket man, a rocket man
There is a deep blue valley,
In the mountains I know,
Where the sky is pure,
And warm breezes blow.
Where the meadow is in bloom,
And the grass is soft,
And green.
And the sunlight sprinkles diamonds,
On a clear flowing stream
A pale young soldier
is asleep, lying there
with the sun on his brow
and the dew on his hair
theres a look upon his face
like a lost and lonely child
as he sleeps upon the meadow
at rest for awhile
he doesn't see the mountains
or hear the rivers sigh
he doesn't feel the wind
as it whispers
drifting by
and he'll never see the sorrow
of the faces
stained with tears
or share the passing days
as they turn to years
Oh, the sleeper in the valley
has found his rest at last
as he lies in peaceful slumber
Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
Towering over your head
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes
And she's gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, oh
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with you head in the clouds
And you're gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, oh
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with you head in the clouds
And you're gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, oh
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, oh
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds, oh
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
When I was seventeen
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls
And soft summer nights
We'd hide from the lights
On the village green
When I was seventeen
When I was twenty-one
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for city girls
Who lived up the stair
With all that perfumed hair
And it came undone
When I was twenty-one
When I was thirty-five
It was a very good year
It was a very good year for blue-blooded girls
Of independent means
We'd ride in limousines
Their chauffeurs would drive
When I was thirty-five
But now the days grow short
Im in the autumn of the year
And now I think of my life as vintage wine
from fine old kegs
from the brim to the dregs
And it poured sweet and clear
It was a very good year
What would you have me do?
Seek out some wealthy patron and crawl like a clinging
vine up the lordly tree? Rising by deceit and trickery
instead of my own strength?
No thank you.
Imitate what others do and dedicate my works to the
rich in the hope of arousing a smile of recognition
from some sterile face?
No thank you.
Breakfast everyday on insults, wear our my knees and
warp my spine with endless bowing and groveling in the
dust?
No thank you.
Become a master of hypocrisy and opportunism? Never
letting my right hand know what my left is doing? Burn
incense for some glorified idol of the day, pull the
proper strings?
No thank you.
Shall I become the captain of some literary cult by
writing stupid love songs for wealthy widows and
navigate to success with their sighs filing out my
sails? Pay some publisher to print my poems and bribe
some critic to review them?
No, thank you!
Shall I become the high priest of a petty group of hack
writers who dine together once a week?
No, I thank you!
Shall I build my reputation on one flawless poem and
never write another, should I scheme to get my name
mentioned in the columns of some newspaper and smack my
lips over little praises written about me?
No, thank you.
Shall I calculate and scheme, live in fear, make visits
instead of rhymes, meet all the right people, seek
introductions and favors?
No, thank you.
No I thank you . . .
And again, I thank you!
Oh my friend, I prefer to sing, to laugh, to dream, to
travel light in my own way to see things as they are,
and speak out without fear, to cock my hat at any angle
that I choose, to duel if necessary for a quick “yes”
or “no.” I prefer to work alone without any thought of
reward, to scorn fame for a journey to the moon. Never
write a line that does not ring with sincerity. I shall
be content with the fruits and flowers that grow in my
garden, no matter how small, because they belong to me.
Then if success should come my way, no tribute ever
need be paid to Caesar, whatever fortune or misfortune
that happens shall be mine and only mine.
And although I may never reach the stature of a great
oaken tree, I shall never be a parasitic vine. I will
climb perhaps to no great height, but I will . . .
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man!
(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 followin' you.
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' 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 wanderin'.
(Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,)
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.
(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 followin' you.
(Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,)
Mr. Tambourine Man
Mr. Tambourine Man
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man
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