SoTD: Alison Moyet – Love Resurrection

What can I do to make light of this dull dull day
What switch can I pull to illuminate the way
Show me one direction
I will not question again
For a warm injection
Is all I need to calm the pain

We all need a love resurrection
Just a little divine intervention
We all need a love resurrection
Just a little divine intervention

What seed must I sow to replenish this barren land
Teach me to harvest, I want you to grow in my hand
Lets be optimistic, lets say that we won’t toil in vain
If we pull together we’ll never fall apart again

We all need a love resurrection
Just a little divine intervention
We all need a love resurrection
Just a little divine intervention

Show me one direction
I will not question again
For a warm injection
Is all I need to calm the pain

We all need a love resurrection
Just a little divine intervention
We all need a love resurrection
Just a little divine intervention

Artist: Alison Moyet
Album: Alf
Release Date: 1984

SoTD: LL Cool J – Mr Goodbar

Nah y’all nah y’all uh-uh
I ain’t disrespectin though
I’m just sayin it happen to me
It can happen to him

How you doin?
What’s your name?
Uh, mmm, haha
Oh you’re his girl

Hello my name is Mr. Goodbar
I’m came to offer champagne
Later on maybe I’ll tell you my real name
But for now sip your drink and be merry
And be a nice girl and sing me a cherry
Me, I’ll have a Kahlua and milk
Cause champagne always stains my silk
You got a man? That’s somethin we won’t talk about
He’s smart enough to have ya, but dumb enough to let ya out
I like ya Fendi bag, your alligator shoes
Ya hairstyle and ya whole point of view
The way you lick your lips and stare
You tell me that’s a habit, hmmm yeah
Honey coated legs, with not one scar
The stylish wardrobe is up the par
Here’s my number, call me in my car
You deserve a visit from Mr. Goodbar

So how long you been talkin to him?
Word, nah he’s cool with me, he’s cool with me
Oh he loves you

Honey open up a bottle of brandy
Better yet have a piece of Cool J candy
And sweat the man with the master disaster
Break ya like plaster plan and
The cards on the table and the deal is dealt
Uh, I’m in the mood for a tuna melt
And I can’t make you, I sure wouldn’t rape you
Feelin kinda mellow and I sure would hate to leave the job half-done (Nah!)
Cause at a time like this you’re the one that I’m lookin for,
callin on the floor (WOOF!)
I’m comin back for more
If the Mona Lisa’s name was Teresa
I’ll get a piece-a of the Mona Lis-a, then smoke a cigar
You deserve a visit from Mr. Goodbar
Yeah, so you be callin on the request line
Hahahaha oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh he’s my man, word to him too
Yeah I like Bobby Brown
Tell him he’s cool but:

Don’t be cruel cause you’ll be on your own
Cause it’s my prerogative and my microphone
Come and get this ice-cream cone
Or I’ll deliver it when your daddy ain’t home
Grown and healthy that’s how I like em
Big juicy legs and a nice pair of kegs
Hmmm, Mr. Good bar style
You haven’t met a guy like me in a while
I’ll jump out a cake, dance, play, shake I ain’t got nobody by Jake
Smooth as Whitester extra dry Moetzer Don
and I’ll slip it in your mouth like a Bon-Bon

Ya know what I’m sayin’?
I’m Mr. Goodbar (Goodbar) yeah
So you know next time uh your man is out
Check my (???)
Nah, nah he’s cool
But my girl oh I don’t know your man might be with her uh
Ya know what I’m sayin’?
But I’m with you, yeah Mr. Goodbar baby, uh
May I say may I say that outfit you got on
Slim, juicy lips so honey coated hmmm
Yo he never says that to you
He never gives you compliments
Yo he be givin’ you flowers baby
And tellin’ you how much he cares for you
Does he hold you and caress you and give you affection
I didn’t think so…

Artist LL Cool J
Album: Mama Said Knock You Out
Release Date: 1989

SoTD: Dan Hartman – I Can Dream About You

No more timing
Each tear that falls from my eyes
I’m not hiding
The remedy to cure this old heart of mine

I can dream about you
If I can’t hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right
I can dream about you
If I can’t hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right

Moving sidewalk
I don’t see under my feet
Climbing up from
Down here below
Where the streets see me lonely for you

I can dream about you
If I can’t hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right
(I can dream about you)
I’m gonna press my lips against you
And hold you tight to me
(I can dream about you)
You know you got me spellbound
What else can it be

Moving sidewalks
I don’t see under my feet
Climbing up from the pain in my heart
‘Cause it’s you that I need

I can dream
Whoooa-oh, oooh, oh-oh, oh
(Whoooa-oh, oooh, oh-oh, oh)
I can dream
Yes I can dream
Whoooa-oh, oooh, oh-oh, oh

I don’t understand it
I can’t keep my mind off loving you
(Not even for a minute)
Oooh, now baby,
I’m caught up in the magic I see in you
There’s one thing to do

I can dream about you
If I can’t hold you tonight
I can dream about you
You know how to hold me just right
(Whoooa-oh, oooh, oh-oh, oh)
I can dream about you
If I can’t hold you tonight
Oooh, I can dream about you
Oooh, I can dream..

Artist: Dan Hartman
Album: I Can Dream About You
Release Date: 1984

SoTD: The Smithereens – William Wilson

I take my time and I like to move slow
Why should I worry when there’s nowhere to go?
I like things simple and my friends are alright
I tell no stories and I sleep good at night

Things were different just before I met you
Now I worry wonderin’ what to do
I was happy never playin’ your game
Now you tell me that your name is William Wilson

I run up the staircase and there’s nobody there
I play my records and then I haven’t a care
My ears to the speaker and the heartache’s forgot
Sometimes I’d forget you, other times I could not

I’d lie crying on the top of my bed
I was wonderin’ ’bout the life you led
I would cry for you and call out your name
Now you say no one’s to blame but William Wilson
William Wilson, William Wilson
William Wilson, let him run wild

I want to talk to him
I want to talk to him
Where is he now?
Where is he now?
I wanna be like him
I want to see him grin
Where is he now?
Where is he now?

I’d lie crying on the top of my bed
I was wonderin’ ’bout the life you led
Now I understand we’re both just the same
Now I tell you that my name is William Wilson

William Wilson, let him run wild
William Wilson, let him run wild…

Artist: The Smithereens
Album: 11
Release Date: 1991

SoTD: The Fat Boys – Jail House Rap

In jail
In jail
Unh-unh…
Unh-unh…

In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we’re in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

Now there was just one day
That I will never forget
I got jailed for something that
I’ll always regret

It was twelve o’clock, midnight
And I wanted a snack
So I headed downstairs
Thought the fridge was packed
But when I opened the door
What did I see?
The back of the fridge staring right at me
I thought to myself
I could almost die
Then an immage appeared
A pizza pie

So I put on Adidas
Headed out the door
As I pictured myself
Eating more and more
But the store was closed
I busted into a rage
So I went to the crib
And got my twelve-gauge
Ran back to the shop
Busted down the door
And all I saw
Was pizza galore

So I stuffed my face
I couldn’t even walk
I couldn’t laugh, smile
Shake, giggle, wiggle, or talk
So I fell asleep with my face in my plate
And the next thing you know
I was headed upstate

In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we’re in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

Well, Kool Rock is my name
Last part is “ski”
And I have the worst
Case of my M.C.
But listen to the story
‘Cause it’s kind of strange
When I had this sort of hunger pain
Walking down the strreet
With the bass of my box
With my stomach growling
Like a hungry fox
When I saw this scene
Or was it a dream?
A big restaurant sign
Called Burger King
So I went inside
Started stuffing my face
Didn’t even think
About the things I ate
But when the bill came up
Boy, was i shocked
I said, “I don’t pay for nothing
I’m the King of the Slops!”

In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we’re in jail because we failed
In jail, in jail, without no bail
In jail, we’re in jail because we failed

But when our time is through
We’ll rock you and you
We turn parties out
Make you scream and shout
We’re not demanding
Or very outstanding
We got something unique
And in the middle he’s standing
On the microphone
He rocks and shocks
Homeboys and girls
It’s the Human Beat Box

Now I’m sitting here alone
Looking at the wall
Just thinking about
How I took the fall
I thought I was cool
I thought I was slick
And now Im writing
Letters of being homesick
I lost my freedom
When I heard the door slammer
And now I’m breaking rocks
With a big, heavy hammer
I used to drive the streets
With my big car
And now I look and all
I see are bars

In jail
Everyone’s the same
You only survive
If you play the game
You don’t have guns
And now you remember
You’re your momma’s son
You made her cry
And stay up all night
Coming home high
Just leaving a fight
You always made her feel
That you were better
But now you’re a little boy
Just waiting for a letter…

Artist: The Fat Boys
Album: Brrr Watch ‘em!
Release Date: 1986

SoTD: The Call – Turn A Blind Eye

To the desperate young, turn a blind eye
To the old and lonely, turn a blind eye
To our inhumanity
To our death dealing vanity
To the methods of persuasion, turn a blind eye
To the masters of evasion, turn
To the science of control, turn a blind eye
To a world in chains, turn, turn!

To the sellers of illusion, turn a blind eye
To masters of confusion, turn a blind eye
To a hollow culture
To the circling vulture

To lovers of power, turn a blind eye
To the resurrection
To a world in chains, turn

I don’t want to get involved
It’s not my problem
I’ll just ignore it
I don’t want to feel this

To the starving children, turn a blind eye
To your own redemption, turn
To the horror of extinction
To a world in chains, turn!

Artist: The Call
Album: The Walls Came Down: The Best Of The Mercury Years
Release Date: 1991

SoTD: Hank Williams Jr – Family Tradition

Country music singers
have always been a real close family
but lately some of my kin folks
have disowned a few others and me
I guess it’s because
I kinda changed my direction
I guess I went and broke the family tradition.

They get on me wanna know Hank
why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
Over and over
everybody made my prediction
so if i get stoned
I’m just carryin’
on an old family tradition

I am very proud
of my daddy’s name
although his kinda music
and mine ain’t exactly the same
stop and think it over
put yourself in my position
if I get stoned and sing all night long
it’s a family tradition

Don’t ask me Hank
why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs that you wrote?
If I’m down in a Honky-Tonk
Some ol’ slicks tryin to give me corrections
I’ll say leave me alone
I’m singin’ all night long
it’s a family tradition

Lordy, I have loved some ladies
and I have loved Jim Beam
and they both tried to kill me
in 1973
When that doctor asked me
Son how did you get in this condition
I said hey sawbones I’m just carryin’ on
an old family tradition

So don’t ask me Hank
why do you drink?
(Hank) why do you roll smoke?
Why must you live out the songs you wrote?
Stop and think it over
Try and put yourself in my unique position
If I get stoned and sing all night long
It’s a family tradition!

Artist: Hank Williams, Jr.
Album: Family Tradition
Release Date: 1979

SoTD: Pilot – Magic

Ho, ho, ho
It’s magic, you know
Never believe it’s not so
It’s magic, you know
Never believe it’s not so

Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning
Lazy day in bed
Music in my head
Crazy music playing in the morning light

Ho, ho, ho
It’s magic, you know
Never believe it’s not so
It’s magic, you know
Never believe it’s not so

I love my sunny day
Dream of far away
Dreaming on my pillow in the morning
Never been awake
Never seen a day break
Leaning on my pillow in the morning light

Ho, ho, ho
It’s magic, you know
Never believe it’s not so
It’s magic, you know
Never believe it’s not so

Ho, ho, ho
It’s magic, you know
Never believe it’s not so
It’s magic, you know
Never believe it’s not so

Artist: Pilot
Album: Pilot
Release Date: 1974

SoTD: Cheap Trick – I Want You To Want Me

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’m beggin you to beg me.

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’ll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.
I’ll get home early from work if you say that you love me.

Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin?
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin?
Feelin’ all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin’
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin?

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
Id love you to love me.
I’m beggin you to beg me.
I’ll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.
I’ll get home early from work if you say that you love me.

Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin?
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin?
Feelin all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin’
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin?
Feelin all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin’
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin?

I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
Id love you to love me.
I’m beggin’ you to beg me.
I want you to want me.
I want you to want me.
I want you to want me.
I want you to want me.

Artist: Cheap Trick
Album: Cheap Trick
Release Date: 1977

SoTD: The Rolling Stones – Dandelion

Prince or pauper, beggar man or king
Play the game with ev’ry flow’r you bring
Dandelion don’t tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion

One o’clock, two o’clock, three o’clock, four o’clock chimes
Dandelions don’t care about the time
Dandelion don’t tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion

Tho’ you’re older now its just the same
You can play this dandelion game
When you’re finished with your childlike prayers
Well, you know you should wear it

Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailors lives
Rich man, poor man, beautiful, daughters wives
Dandelion don’t tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion

Little girls, and boys come out to play
Bring your dandelions to blow away
Dandelion don’t tell no lies
Dandelion will make you wise
Tell me if she laughs or cries
Blow away dandelion, blow away dandelion

Artist: The Rolling Stones
Album: Through The Past Darkly
Release Date: 1965