Chrysler Group LLC ( /ˈkraɪslər/) is an American-based, multinational automaker, in global strategic alliance with its majority owner, Italian manufacturer Fiat, since 2009.
Chrysler was first organized as the Chrysler Corporation in 1925. Its core brands which it produces are Chrysler, Jeep, Dodge, Ram, SRT, Fiat, and Mopar vehicles and products. The Company is headquartered in Auburn Hills, Michigan, United States.
On June 10, 2009, Chrysler LLC emerged from a government backed Chapter 11 reorganization as Chrysler Group LLC, in alliance with the Italian automaker Fiat. Initially holding a 20% interest in Chrysler Group, Fiat's stake was increased to 58.5% (fully diluted) following acquisition of the equity interests held by the U.S. Treasury (6% on June 3, 2011) and Canada (1.5% on July 21, 2011)
The company was founded by Walter Chrysler (1875–1940) on June 6, 1925, when the Maxwell Motor Company (est. 1904) was re-organized into the Chrysler Corporation.
Walter Chrysler arrived at the ailing Maxwell-Chalmers company in the early 1920s. He was hired to overhaul the company's troubled operations (after a similar rescue job at the Willys-Overland car company). In late 1923 production of the Chalmers automobile was ended.
James Douglas Muir "Jay" Leno /ˈlɛnoʊ/ (born April 28, 1950) is an American stand-up comedian and television host.
From 1992 to 2009, Leno was the host of NBC's The Tonight Show with Jay Leno. Beginning in September 2009, Leno started a primetime talk show, titled The Jay Leno Show, which aired weeknights at 10:00 p.m. (Eastern Time, UTC-5), also on NBC. After The Jay Leno Show was canceled in January 2010 amid a host controversy, Leno returned to host The Tonight Show with Jay Leno on March 1, 2010.
James "Jay" Leno was born in New Rochelle, New York, in 1950. His mother, Catherine (née Muir; 1911–1993), a homemaker, was born in Greenock, Scotland, and came to the United States at age 11. Leno's father, Angelo (1910–1994), who worked as an insurance salesman, was born in New York to immigrants from Flumeri, Italy. Leno grew up in Andover, Massachusetts, and although his high school guidance counselor recommended that he drop out of school, he later obtained a Bachelor's degree in speech therapy from Emerson College, where he started a comedy club in 1973. Leno's siblings include his late older brother, Patrick, who was a Vietnam veteran and a lawyer.
Bob Dylan ( /ˈdɪlən/), born Robert Allen Zimmerman on May 24, 1941, is an American singer-songwriter, musician and artist. He has been an influential figure in popular music and culture for five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when he was an informal chronicler and a seemingly reluctant figurehead of social unrest. A number of Dylan's early songs, such as "Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are a-Changin'", became anthems for the US civil rights and anti-war movements. Leaving his initial base in the culture of folk music behind, Dylan's six-minute single "Like a Rolling Stone" has been described as radically altering the parameters of popular music in 1965. However, his recordings employing electric instruments attracted denunciation and criticism from others in the folk movement.
Dylan's lyrics incorporated a variety of political, social, philosophical, and literary influences. They defied existing pop music conventions and appealed hugely to the then burgeoning counterculture. Initially inspired by the songs of Woody Guthrie,Robert Johnson, and Hank Williams, as well as the music and performance styles of Buddy Holly and Little Richard, Dylan has both amplified and personalized musical genres. His recording career, spanning fifty years, has explored numerous distinct traditions in American song—from folk, blues and country to gospel, rock and roll, and rockabilly to English, Scottish, and Irish folk music, embracing even jazz and swing.
Plot
Taking the identity of a dead postal inspector found on the trail, a stranger rides into a small western town and finds himself in the middle of a stagecoach robbery perpetrated by a gang of twenty ruthless desperados. Finding out the object of the heist was not a strongbox as it seemed but a solid gold stagecoach, he enlists the aid of a down-and-out old preacher and tracks down the dangerous gang and their unsuspected ally.
Keywords: gunslinger, man-with-no-name, old-west, part-of-trilogy, poncho, postal-inspector, quick-draw, second-part, sequel, spaghetti-western
Trap him! Tease him! Throw him in a coffin... But don't get the stranger mad!
Rooster breaks the morning
out in the countryside
But I'm still stuck inside the streets,
just waiting for a ride
My eyelids feel so heavy,
your distant voice so bright
So please don't hang up on me now,
it's cold and time is tight
Something happened to me,
I don't know what it was
And there's a door inside my head
through which no one can pass
The dark is always with me,
it can't be left behind
And I can't ask for you to bear
what I must keep with mine
If you run into Crowley,
don't ask him how he's been
His wife is hanging upside down,
he burned his limousine
Now words may pile upon you
like ladders to the stars
You think you're bound to reach the sky,
but you're chained behind these bars
The glitter from the skyline,
the movement in my chest
With your eyes softly sparkling
I forget all the rest
And I am always with you,
until the end of time
But please don't ask for me to share
In the winding, blinding hour
between the winter and the fall
Roses springing from the dead land
and the rain has seized to fall
How come you look so ashen?
You've been sitting out all day
And you park has turned so quiet,
all the birds have flown away
Meanwhile the weeks are passing by
Early May to late July
And the sky's not blue forever
Get up while the tide is high
I know it's sometimes hard to walk straight
and to think and talk and breathe
Everyone's so t-shirt righteous
Everybody holds the key
And it hurts to say that you don't care,
but I wouldn't feel ashamed
Because I know what's there inside you, love
And that's where these words are aimed
So if you want him, take him now
And he'll be yours before you try
I can't tell you how it works, babe
Just do it while the tide is high
Just like time can't be defied
Just like love can't be denied
Miracles will happen
Traffic howls five flights below me
I chase a shadow through my room
The night was long and insincere,
but now it seems I'm in the clear
For now the strange is fading
There's a dream I come to think of
'Cause only dreams can go that far
Its fire works inside of me,
it's in my blood like mercury
Well, now the strange is fading
Have you been in the white fire?
Out at sea whithout a sail
And all your friends, they sing so soft
They love you with their fingers crossed
Well, now the strange is fading
Think I'll stay inside the music
You'll have to come and get me here
I love it when you sing my name,
come down and meet me in the flames
I know the strange is fading
cats and dogs,
spiders, dolphins, tigers, bears and birds
caterpillars, moths and used-up words
bats and frogs,
crocodiles and swans will stick around
all the useless things that flood the ground
and i'm asking you
'cause you seem to know
just where it goes
when all is said and done
when the war is won
and when your time has come
and all is dark around your door
when all is dark around
and when you still want more
what's the darkness for?
whales and hounds,
lions, eagles, octopus and deer
butterflies and snakes and shapeless fear
pigs and cows,
elephants and flies will live and die
funny how i never wondered why
so i'm asking you
'cause i think you know
just where it goes
and why it hides away
what can you say?
here ends another day
you hold me in your arms
and we slide
down this demented line
there's only so much time
and all the cats and dogs
move on
and all the cats and dogs
move on
without a care at all
no one
will ever care at all
no one
will ever care at all
i wonder as we fall
Count the years that you have lived
away from mom and dad, and give
a few more years before another countdown begins
You had it all planned, you were bullet proof
Man of the future, got nothing to lose
Except your heart that you kept on a pillow of solid gold
The heart is not safe when doubt is throwing up
If you want out, burn your papers and go, go for a clean
My heart's an anchor at the bottom of
the swamp of promise that some call love
or hunger, starvation will drag the strongest down
You will die on a tuesday, bald and old
Hold your firstborn on a friday, that's what I'm told
A strong and healthy child without a christian name
You will lose all hope on a saturday,
when the one you love most ends up in jail
Innocent of course, he's your son! They planted the gun
in his hand
'Cause the heart is not safe when doubt is throwing up
If you want out, burn your papers and go, go for a clean
Reach out for me before the night falls
The coast is clear, the sound is strong
You might think I'd turn you down, but I'm not gonna
I've packed our things, the road is long
So wipe your tears, it's our departure
Now hold my seat and hear my song
The trick is to play God and act straight human
And to accept the pack of wolves where you belong
The hand that caused you pain
The brain behind the bad things in your life
The anger in your eyes
The boredom and the panic in your strife
It's not to late to pick another
We're not to old for childish games
But we've crossed that line, we should be fathers
We don't raise kids, but we dream their names
Write lullabies for day dream infants
sung by citizens too bored to die
We're locked up good in cotton cages
We can't face the truth, so we live a lie
The hand that caused you pain
The brain behind the bad things in your life
The anger in your eyes
Heard about the uprising
The beauty and the beast
of brothers, sisters, bottles grand finale
The cheating musketeer
The loathing and the fear of failure
That haunts the band tonight
I've had it up to here
It won't last another year
I've had a good time,
but the good days made me blind
So I fly away on hijacked wings
I left my keys upon the shelf for you to find
I'm not ok, this is not what I intend to do
Just a thing between me and this sheet of paper
Heard about the blood last night
You saw him swinging a baseball bat,
and you convinced me
that the violence made you numb
It's not a pretty scene,
you know this city's all but clean
Is there a place in your heart
where we could pull the curtains down
I've had it up to here
It won't last another year
I've had a good time,
but the good days made me blind
And now I fly away on hijacked wings
I left my keys upon the shelf for you to find
I'm not ok, this is not what I intend to do
Just a thing between me and this sheet of paper
You duck and cover
'cause your luck won't turn the other cheek
This war is barely over,
just reaching for it's final peak
Look out your window, we're damn straight evil and upset
You know we watch your step
We've burst our bubble, we've shined our diamonds for
this feast
You know, we'll win this bet
The rules are simple to uphold:
Just take the steps that you are told
But the roads are many and a few
are just for heroes, not for you
If you get carsick, just close your eyelids for a while
You know, we'll ride for many more miles
Let's carve our codenames in the lovetree just for fun
You know, we've just begun
The adventure that will end your life
Blood, sweat and tears and common strife
Not a single ounce of magic left to squeeze
A searchlight plays in Holland park
as I sit silent in the dark
between a bluebird and a lark
who failed to make it trough
The sky above hangs dark and mute
We're tied to the ground like fallen fruit
Oh, Cupid sure knew how to shoot
the day that I met you
Don't say I did you wrong
I made you fit into my song
And you were there to sing it all night long
It's not a howl, it's not a scream
It's just the sound of the machine
The hero and the heroine
are learning about the tide
You looked so fine in Holland park
as we got ready to embark
I led you up onto the ark
An angel by my side
Love dies, love is born
For you I'd wear a crown of thorns
I hear a thousand voices in my head, they're ringing
'Thank you honey, I had a great time today
Are you wondering what to do?
You sold out, got lost, you don't have a clue
Are you wondering what to do?
Do you think it's about time
someone stood up for you?
When you're deep inside mama's greensnake tourist train
and poor voices in your head form a choir
Screams of agony and pain,
the sweetest love, the hardest rain
Am I the saviour superman
or just a liar
Acceleration and down we fell
Round twentyseven, rings a bell
Too many stories left to tell
Let's leave this shrinking cell
We're coming through, let's set the sails
And we've been where we have been,
and we've seen what's there to see
Another kid who gives away his only football
Screams of agony and pain,
the sweetest love, the hardest rain
Have I got the wings to hold us up along the freefall?
And all the towers that we built,
and all our feelings except the guilt
are blown away by the very thought of neverending
It cuts so deep and so convinced
And it's been with me ever since
I'd like to tell you all about the way that I've been
living
The roses in the bottles and the law of loss and gain
The things that i regret are those I never thought of
doing
And you best stick around here if you want to lose that
chain
It makes no difference where you go
The rivers keep their flow
It makes no difference what you say
The grass will always grow
Every night and every day
as we put on a show
for the mockingbirds
The world is smoke and noise and monsters hide behind the
curtains
The band is out of key and everything's been said and
done
I'll turn this table over, or at least that's what I'm
thinking
as I put out my cigarette and light another one
It makes no difference where you go
The rivers keep their flow
It makes no difference what you say
The grass will always grow
Every night and every day
as we put on a show
Future, take these eyes of mine
I don't want the things they see
Can't stand the common ground
Won't swallow what they believe
No, I won't
Lovely sand of the Westworld storm
Children of the graveyard grave
You all clap your hands for tomorrow's fire
And you set the standard for your true escape
But my friend, you ain't no friend
My friend of tomorrow
I was born blessed with a voice of concrete broke
In a dress made of water from a long gone rain
And you pass the words from the greener shelter
Yeah, you pass the wisdom of a long gone pain
But my friend, you ain't no friend
IT WAS 1982
When I was a child, so weary and lonely,
I used to run out in sunday afternoons
I'd play by the river, the trailers, the bridges
The city built houses where grass no longer grew
And it was 1982
Oh yeah, alright
All the world shone bright and new
Oh yeah, alright
Now I'm only passing through
And I can't follow you
You need to change your point of view
We were betrayed in 1982
And I remember the lilacs, the sirens, the circus
I remember my mother, she always seemed confused
We used to go swimming, or riding the Opel
with my little sister before all hell broke loose
Back in 1982
Oh yeah, alright
Days and weeks you can't undo
Oh yeah, alright
Now I'm only passing through
And I can't follow you
You need to change your point of view
We were betrayed in 1982
Back in 1982
Oh yeah, alright
Days and weeks you can't undo
Oh yeah, alright
It was pretty, but untrue
What are you gonna do?
You need to change your point of view
Wounded night, witched night
Into the darkness, out of the light
Nothing is ending, and nothing's beginning
The world is just a vacuum in my head
I feel like a tight-rope walker
Wounded night, wicked night
I know you said nothing, and you were right
Words are confusing, confusion is worrying
The world is just a tangle in my head
I feel like a house-wife cleaning
But don't get me wrong,
the morning will come
The dew will wash the leaves clean when you're gone
But now it seems so very long,
the fear is coming on
Wounded night, wretched night
I thought that tomorrow would come out bright
The place where I found you is right were you left me
My world was just a station on your way
Love showed its teeth to me, aiming an arrow
Followed me around until I shut her away
Now I'm a demon come climbing your tower
How long do you really want me to stay?
Soft, like the ring of a bell
Hard, like the ground when you fell
We're all alone, but who can you tell
Will you be my friend?
Is this the love we embrace in the novels
Is this the town that we ran through last night
Jimmy says one thing, but Jude has a camera
Maybe tomorrow we'll find out who's right
Soft, like the ring of a bell...
Above all I'm really a puller of strings babe
That's what I'm made of and that's who I'll be
My face is a map and i want you to read it
Show me the way to the words that I need
Chewing down these lonesome pills
while dreaming of a cure
So tired of all the kills and thrills
that echoes around you
It's safe to say that trips are right
if they lead you past the sun
But to melt to death inside her core
can never and will never be that fun
Abandoned and appointed
by the wizard up above
He brings me rain, he tells me tales,
each one about love
Sure, said I, but do you need
to paint all happy ends
Isn't there a missing word
in each story that you send
You caught me off my guard last night,
and you sang what's worth to sing
Beggars don't beg easily,
but they remember everything
The Royal cool will fade away,
you hear the beggars scream
It's so easy to be down and out,
Let's look into what is your worst fear,
no one knows it better than you
I've been around for several hours now
And I've seen things that just can't be true
I've had a better life than you in many ways
Yet i've been travelling with the living dead
I've lost my heart in battle horror
But can't relate to what's inside your head
So seek for strength and blessing
In higher places, unreachable words
Here's my hand, the last caress and
now hold on tight in this unstoppable swirl
The tune inside your head is getting louder,
orchestrated by your consciense, child
You climbed some stairs but left the purpose bleeding
You left yourself and all your friends behind
I have a better view over this battlefield,
I have the noble knights on my side
Could be I'm an an uptight, hostile angel,
but it's not me who stands up on trial
So seek for strength and blessing
In higher places, unreachable words
Here's my hand, the last caress and
'Hey, drop me a rhyme, sing me a song,
I've waited so long, and now is the time',
said lucy and waved a cuban cigar
and cleaned out the bar before she turned my way
This was back in the days when my hair was long
and I had my songs of beauty and grace
And I was alone just passing my time,
waiting in line for anyone to come and take me along
So lucy could pull a cloud from her hair
and softly the air turned hopeful
We would float in the streets and lay in the parks
we traded our marks with millions to meet,
and dying my hair in my time of dyin'
I looked at the sign, it said 'you best beware, boy'
She would pick up my blues with her amber greens among
the machines, the noise, the abuse I'm telling you this
because you're my friend, if this is the end then
you'll know what you have and what you missed
As I try to pull these scenes from the screen
don't ask what I mean, my head's full
Well love can drain out the seas and cool off the sun
but rifles and guns can't call off the peace
that I felt inside when I held that hand,
when I couldn't land and waited for the tide
And when she was cold and I used to sing
words poured from my fingers down to her soul
Though she had my words and I had her thoughts
the war that we fought was ever so illusive and absurd
The battles at night, the lights in the night,
so shady and yet so starbright
Dawn would rise on us fast, it came from the sea,
it moved with the breeze and the sky overcast
With blood on the rhymes, my piano in flames,
my voice called her name at least a thousand times
Well I have swum on the moon and flown on a rag,
I've danced with a dragon and lived a cartoon
But lucy could wave a cuban cigar
and say 'let's go far, far as we can', and that would
make your day
So these are your rhymes, and here is a song embracing
My friend, you rule the world,
but your hands are bleeding
My friend, you rule the world,
but your hands are bleeding
On top of us all,
but the brothers are leaving
Leaving you far away, way behind
Ain't that hard, son of clouds?
To make a little difference
Does it seem that strange?
Easier said and done
from the right side of the fence
Under a trailer park moon
he was born in September
Under a trailer park moon
he was born in September
Magic failures and sparks
for the kid of September
Bless that love and that moon
that no one remembers
Ain't that hard, son of clouds?
To make a little difference
Does it seem that strange?
Easier said and done
Water tumble and swirl
Blue balloon, funny bird
Me and June on the stair,
not a care in the world
If I could just stop thinking
about the brown haired boy,
Who danced with us a while in '95
Who used to punch the black keys
on 'My Funny Valentine'
Now we're all abandoned, boy
It sends a shiver running down my spine
Such a beautiful day,
all the years washed away
I breathe as deep as I can
But I can't make it fade
The brutal way that fate played
with the brown haired boy
The way I can't accept that seasons change
He always ran so fast,
but I was just a step behind
Said he was looking for the truth
The truth must be impossible to find
And the sound is in the air
It could come from anywhere
Don't analyse or compare,
just keep it ringing there
I see you on the stair,
your brown and curly hair
I guess I should have been there
But I really tried, I swear
And who can make a difference
to the brown haired boy
When seven years inside is not enough
People tell him 'You're not who you where,
now what's your name?'
Every day is just the same,
Figo scored a dreamgoal for a friend
Figo scored a dreamgoal for a friend
Figo scored a dreamgoal for a friend
And while years pass me by now it's easter time again
I've searched the countries for opinions to defend
I've searched the garbage for lost letters to send
I commit crimes just to have some bars to bend
And while years pass me by now it's easter time again
Jesus Chrysler, rusty beer cans
oranges and apples for the kids
Higher stakes and midlife crisis
When Sarah came to town,
her hair was short and blond
And I was throwing stone
and looking for god's love
When Sarah came to town,
on that demented day,
I know I heard her say
that we could not go wrong,
like lovers in a song
Now take these days,
the sunshine and the rain
What has been
will never be again
Things will move in time
We move along the line
When sarah came to town,
she said my words were strange
My truth was out of range,
my face could look so hard
In everything we do
we echo our mistakes
Her mirror to my face
was all it ever took
But oh it took so long
So take these nights,
the water and the moon
Close your eyes
and we'll be over soon
Things will move in time
We move along the line
Let's light this candle, babe
and call this dawn our own
Let's call this room our home
and chase the dark outside
We'll open once again
that door behind the clothes
We'll freeze our feet in snow
but we will be let in
Tonight I don't sleep
Tonight I don't dream
Tonight I get no signs,
tonight I'm all wiped clean,
tonight
I don't close my eyes
I don't move my arms
Here comes tomorrow
and it flashes like a silent alarm
Oh, bullshit and fake!
Oh, stupid mistakes!
This crooked heart that pounds and pounds
inside of me tonight
I can't make it straight
I can't make it rest
And when tomorrow comes,
I'll wear like a stone in my chest
Come all this way...
to take me over...
Last night I dreamed of a man who had been to the moon
Well I'm in love with this girl and she's going there,
The gods do you wrong, but the weather is fair
Honest to god, I read it somewhere
We used to go out at comic strip end
Out on the final frontier, where the rules could be
bent
No justice for all, safe at home or in fear
Honest to god, I read it somewhere
I try to keep friends, but they're dropping like flies
Seems I'm the loose end of everyone's family ties
The downfall, the uprise, the strangest of pairs
Honets to god, I read it somewhere
If you sleep in my bed, you will share the same sin
We took a shot, missed a turn, but we could have been
the regents of thieves, the keeper of years
Honest to god, I keep count of your of tears
Drinking is sweet, but the bliss ain't the purpose
Just a well needed shade in this primordial circus
I wish I could turn the heaviest stone
Honest to god, I'm in this alone
Jump high in your seats and enjoy every moment
that makes you forget the past and the late rent
The room is yours, and to keep it you travel
Honest to god, will we reach the next level
Forsaken by some, put on posters by others Let's paint
the town red, though nobody bothers To applaud bad
behaviour, it's stupid, it's marvellous It's honest to
god, sacrilegious and dangerous
Yours sincerely,
Bridge to the city
We're driving in late
You're hanging up on me just a mile away
Song on the radio
Such a beautiful tune
Oh, life would be pretty if those words were true
Go back to bed, babe
I'm coming home
But don't fall asleep yet,
not on your own
I saw a star on the horizon
A bit alone, a little cold
But now the sun is rising,
there'll be blue gold
I knew it was you, then
The first time you smiled
I knew when I touched you I was fine for a while
Song on the radio
And the air of the streets
You followed them down, you put me back on my feet
Go back to bed, babe
I'm coming home
But don't fall asleep yet,
not on your own
I saw a star on the horizon
A bit alone, a little cold
But now the sun is rising,
Danger bite the bullet on the street
This is midnight, the blood is on your sheet
I'm sinking softly into night time, primetime home
Where it's a paradise to paint it black alone
Where I'm your man, yes I'm your man
A little white man, who thinks he can
run faster than Jesus ran
The demons bloom, the stars are moving fast
Newborn legends spread their wings and hope to last
If not a century, just through this night
Before the angels pick them up on their next flight
Where I'm your man, yes I'm your man
A little white man, who thinks he can
sing brighter than Jesus sang
The sirens sing, the audience all ears
Please spread your wings and leave behind all tears
You're in good hands now, stuck in the palm that leads
you in
Swept away by a brighter day, when your midnight dreams
set in
Where I'm your man, yes I'm your man
A little white man, who thinks he can
run faster than Jesus ran
It's not ok to bite the hand that feeds you
But quite alright to slap the messenger
We feel a need to chop the hand that feeds us
He fought his own neurotic self
Tried all the books upon his shelf
It was then he felt a distant fear
Oh, we forget it while we're here
A chain of guilt has dragged him down
And spread his thoughts across the town
Sometimes it seems we get so near
But we forget it while we're here
We let it disappear
Forget it while we're here
Today the sun shone in his eyes
He tried his best to compromise
with both the laughter and the tears
Can I hear an apology?
The Cold War was torture that left me cold
The truth was whispered but stayed untold
Great Wall of Berlin out of ruins between me and you
Knock, knock, knock
How many of the devil's horns stand up?
The years go by and every day I send a blessing
To the beautiful ruins that shelter me
Pure like a hope keeps me healthy and clean
The truce was big news in the blue but we kept busy in
our trenches
Knock, knock, knock
How many of the devil's horns stand up?
Take the war out of the soldier
Take his whole life, too
And every day leaves us one day older
Every morning one inch smaller
And every night time one more coward
In all directions but fast forward
Every day leaves us one day older
and I'm afraid I'll never tell her
Can I hear an apology?
The Cold War was torture that left me cold
The truth was whispered but stayed untold
Great Wall of Berlin out of ruins between me and you
Knock, knock, knock