Original musician: the doors. . Five to one, baby, one to five. No one here gets out alive. You get yours, baby, I'll get mine. Come and make it baby, in our prime.
And if my two left feet could settle down and split the difference. Tripping over myself in every way that I know how. Perhaps in time I could surpass my coy facade of vast indifference.
Original performers: simon & garfunkel. . Slow down, don't move too fast. You've got to make the morning last. Kickin' down the cobblestones. Lookin' for fun and feelin' groovy.
Music: chan kinchla. Lyrics: john popper. . I remember hearing a story. About a girl who wanted to fly. Something about dreams as fragile as bubbles. Well perhaps it won't apply.
Music & lyrics: john popper. . Sometimes when I'm far away I ask myself. Are you all right, are you okay. Sometimes I laugh out loud or to myself. Thinking about something funny you might say.
With an air of indignation. Smiles a painted porcelain face. And we're supposed to trust this. Decorum has it's place. But you and I beyond that. With a question I might ask.
Here's to the fallen empire, and all the treasure there. Here's to the fallen empire, and I just don't care. . A toast to the mighty buildings. That cluttered up the sky.
I hear the trouble is. Making it impossible. For you to meet my eye. Which is worse than anything. Help me to see. What I've done. To make you so ashamed.
I'm not the kind that hurries. Sometimes I wish I could. In fact I tried. I almost died. Like it would be any good. But like the best molasses. I like to stay up late.
Come with me and take my hand. Don't look back just let it end. Walk with me for one more mile. And think this over for awhile and decide. . I've been thinking for some time of escaping.
Come on everybody take a trip with us. Gonna raise some hell gonna raise a fuss. Cost you a dollar if you care to see. So belly 'em on up and tell me what'll it be.
Music & lyrics: john popper. . How can I stay awake when I know that my dreams will be of you. These moments I spend with you in my slumber are much too few.
Lyrics & music: n. simone. . Are you ready? are you willing?. Do I groove you? tell me, is it thrilling?. Do I soothe you? tell the truth, now. Do I move you? c'mon, tell me, are you loose now?.
Seven a.m. welcomes in. The next morning, here again. Early to bed, when must I rise. . If given no reason, I don't need to try. The seasons turn from cold to bare.
I came so close to paradise. The feelings were so true. You cried for me to come home. Now, I was crying too. We said so many things in anger. There seems little left to do.
The sea is wide as the sky is blue. You're standing on the shoreline but all is lost on you. For your mind is heavy and it seems your ship has sailed.
Step in from the rain. It's the nightingales on 2nd Avenue. And I can't complain. It's a busy night. The regulars know me. . But all the same they decide I'm alright.
When you're living in a series of atmospheres. You don't stand upon the world, but within it. And the faster that you move, the lighter you become. The further out you go, the better the view.
Sitting in clover lookin' for the fifth leaf. Something soon will come my way, yeah. Never failing to amaze me. I feel its wisdom anyway. . Rays of sweet illumination.
Gonna ride you. Gonna ride you out like a witch on a broom, broom. Gonna ride you. Gonna ride you out like a witch on a broom, broom. It's the old give and take and I've been took again.