SoTD: Song of The Day

Late at night when the wind is still
I’ll come flying through your door,
And you’ll know what love is for.
I’m a bluebird, I’m a bluebird
I’m a bluebird, lm a bluebird
Yeah,yeah, yeah.

I’m a bluebird, I’m a bluebird,
I’m a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Touch your lips with a magic kiss
And you’ll be a bluebird too,
And you’ll know what love can do.

I’m a bluebird, I’m a bluebird
I’m a bluebird, lm a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I’m a bluebird, I’m a bluebird,
I’m a bluebird,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird.

Fly away through the midnight air
As we head across the sea,
And at last we will be free.

You’re a bluebird, you’re a bluebird,
You’re a bluebird, you’re a bluebird
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You’re a bluebird, you’re a bluebird
You’re a bluebird
Yeah, yeah ,yeah.

Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird.

All alone on a desert island
We’re living in the trees,
And we’re flying in the breeze.

We’re the bluebirds, we’re the bluebirds
We’re the bluebirds, we’re the bluebirds
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

We’re the bluebirds, we’re the bluebirds
We’re the bluebirds
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird
Ah ha,
Bluebird.

Artist: Paul Mccartney And Wings
Album: Band On The Run
Release Date: 1973

I’m so happy ’cause today
I’ve found my friends …
They’re in my head
I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ’cause so are you …
We’ve broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care …
And I’m not scared
Light my candles, in a daze
’cause I’ve found god

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah

I’m so lonely but that’s okay, I shaved my head …
And I’m not sad
And just maybe I’m to blame for all I’ve heard …
But I’m not sure
I’m so excited, I cant wait to meet you there …
But I don’t care
I’m so horny, but that’s okay …
My will is good

Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah

I like it – I’m not gonna crack
I miss you – I’m not gonna crack
I love you – I’m not gonna crack
I killed you – I’m not gonna crack

I like it – I’m not gonna crack
I miss you – I’m not gonna crack
I love you – I’m not gonna crack
I killed you – I’m not gonna crack

I’m so happy cause today
I’ve found my friends …
They’re in my head
I’m so ugly, but that’s okay, ’cause so are you …
We’ve broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care …
And I’m not scared
Light my candles in a daze …
’cause I’ve found god
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I like it – I’m not gonna crack
I miss you – I’m not gonna crack
I love you – I’m not gonna crack
I killed you – I’m not gonna crack

I like it – I’m not gonna crack
I miss you – I’m not gonna crack
I love you – I’m not gonna crack
I killed you – I’m not gonna crack

Artist: Nirvana
Album: Nevermind
Release Date: 1991

Come along with me to the Congo land
Got a zebra by the tail and a python in my hand
Once my home was a Texas plain
But now I swing a lasso on an alien terrain

Hottentots and pygmies know where to go
Everybody’s heading for the Watusi Rodeo

Cowboys are putting up a big fence around
A sacred elephant burial ground
Native women stomping up a flurry in the mud
Villagers are looking for some cowboy blood (Blood!)

I guess they didn’t like them hats we made ‘em wear
They don’t look right on the native hair
Don’t they don’t it’s all for show
All for show at the Watusi Rodeo

Monkeys in the trees just thumbing their nose
At the bull-riders riding on rhinos
Warriors standing with spears in the hands
Wondering what’s next from a crazy white man

Natives are restless under these Stetsons
What are these cowboys doing in the Congo
Look like cows but they’re water buffaloes
Ropin’ and a riding in the Watusi Rodeo

Oh they look like cows but they’re water buffaloes
Everybody’s heading for the Watusi Rodeo

Artist: Guadalcanal Diary
Album: Walking In The Shadow Of The Big Man
Release Date: 1983

Take the children and yourself
And hide out in the cellar
By now the fighting will be close at hand
Don’t believe the church and state
And everything they tell you
Believe in me, I’m with the high command

Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?

There’s a gun and ammunition
Just inside the doorway
Use it only in emergency
Better you should pray to god
The father and the spirit
Will guide you and protect from up here

Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?

Swear allegiance to the flag
Whatever flag they offer
Never hint at what you really feel
Teach the children quietly
For some day sons and daughters
Will rise up and fight while we stood still

Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?
Can you hear me, can you hear me running?
Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you?

Can you hear me running (can you hear me calling you? )
(can you hear me) hear me calling you?
(can you hear me running) hear me running babe?
(can you hear me running) hear me running?
Calling you, calling you

Artist: Mike And The Mechanics
Album: Mike And The Mechanics
Release Date: 1986

Take me down, 6 underground,
The ground beneath your feet,
Laid out low, nothing to go
Nowhere a way to meet
I’ve got a head full of drought,
Down here, so far off losing out
Round here,

Overground, watch this space,
I’m open to falling from grace

Calm me down, bring it round
Too way high off your street
I can see like nothing else
In me you’re better than I wannabe
Don’t think ‘cos I understand,
I care, don’t think ‘cos I’m talking we’re friends,

Overground, watch this space,
I’m open to falling from grace

Talk me down, safe and sound
Too strung up to sleep
Wear me out, scream and shout
Swear my time’s never cheap
I fake my life like I’ve lived
Too much, I take whatever you’re given
Not enough,

Overground, watch this space,
I’m open

I fake my life like I’ve lived
Too much, I take whatever you’re given
Not enough,

Overground, watch this space,
I’m open to falling from grace

Artist: The Sneaker Pimps
Album: Becoming X
Release Date: 1997

Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said dreamer, you’re nothing but a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said “Far out, – What a day, a year, a laugh it is!”
You know, – Well you know you had it comin’ to you,
Now there’s not a lot I can do

Dreamer, you stupid little dreamer;
So now you put your head in your hands, oh no!
I said “Far out, – What a day, a year, a laugh it is!”
You know, – Well you know you had it comin’ to you,
Now there’s not a lot I can do.

Well work it out someday

If I could see something
You can see anything you want boy
If I could be someone-
You can be anyone, celebrate boy.
If I could do something-
Well you can do something,
If I could do anything-
Well can you do something out of this world?

Take a dream on a Sunday
Take a life, take a holiday
Take a lie, take a dreamer
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream along…

Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said dreamer, you’re nothing but a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!

OH NO!

Artist: Supertramp
Album: Crime Of The Century
Release Date: 1974

Look around you, look up here
Take time to make time, make time to be there
Look around, be a part
Feel for the winter, but don’t have a cold heart

And I love you best
You’re not like the rest
You’re there when I need you
You’re there when I need
I’m gonna need you

A long time ago I had a lady to love
She made me think of things I never thought of
Now she’s gone and I’m on my own
A love song has come into my mind
A love song, it was there all the time

So lady, let me take a look at you now
You’re there on the dance floor, making me want you somehow
Oh lady, I think it’s only fair I should say to you
Don’t be thinkin’ that I don’t want you, ’cause maybe I do

Look around, come to me
I have no answers, but know where I wanna be
I look around, play a part
I was born in the winter and cooled by a warm heart

And I love you best
You’re not like the rest
You’re there when I need you
You’re there when I need
I’m gonna need you

So lady, let me take a look at you now
You’re there on the dance floor, making me want you somehow
Oh lady, I think it’s only fair I should say to you
Don’t be thinkin’ that I don’t want you, ’cause maybe I do
Don’t be thinkin’ that I don’t want you, lady I do

Artist: The Little River Band
Album: Sleeper Catcher
Release Date: 1978

The most popular type of popular song is of course the love song, and I’d like to illustrate several subspecies of this form during the evening. First of all, the type of love song where the fellow tells the girl that although the years ahead will almost certainly destroy every vestige of her already dubious charms, that nonetheless his love for her will shine on forever through the years, you know. Another example of stark realism in the popular song. This particular example is called When You Are Old And Gray, and I’d like to dedicate it to anyone in the audience who is still in love with each other.

Since I still appreciate you,
Let’s find love while we may.
Because I know I’ll hate you
When you are old and gray.

So say you love me here and now,
I’ll make the most of that.
Say you love and trust me,
For I know you’ll disgust me
When you’re old and getting fat.

An awful debility,
A lessened utility,
A loss of mobility
Is a strong possibility.
In all probability
I’ll lose my virility
And you your fertility
And desirability,
And this liability
Of total sterility
Will lead to hostility
And a sense of futility,
So let’s act with agility
While we still have facility,
For we’ll soon reach senility
And lose the ability.

Your teeth will start to go, dear,
Your waist will start to spread.
In twenty years or so, dear,
I’ll wish that you were dead.

I’ll never love you then at all
The way I do today.
So please remember,
When I leave in December,
I told you so in May.

Artist: Tom Lehrer
Album: The Remains Of Tom Lehrer
Release Date: 2000

Radio operator to the tower
Debbie’s comin’ in for a landing
Oh put your head between your knees
Caused by the vibrations of love
They’re about to shake me to pieces

Shell-shocked supersonic blonde
Hyperphonic female
Dark sunglasses on
Everyone is here to see
Her all-girl rock band

Vortex pulls me in
The vortex spits me out
Jet-eyed glitter child strappin’ on a gold guitar
We witness the ultrasonic imploding excitation
Bodies exhausted in total elation

Shell-shocked supersonic blonde
Hyperphonic female
Dark sunglasses on
Everyone is here to see
Her all-girl rock band

Oh Debbie
Queen of the underground
Carrying her gold guitar
The show is over
My downtown baby is headin’ home
Singing a song
She’s walkin’ alone
She walking down the block
Now she’s comin’ my way
As our hearts and our dark sunglasses lock

Shell-shocked supersonic blonde
Hyperphonic female
Dark sunglasses on
Everyone is here to see
Her all-girl rock band

Every day-every day
Just a little bit wilder
Every day-every day
Just a little bit tighter
Every day-every day
Just a little bit wilder
Every day-every day
Just a little bit tighter

Artist: The B-52′S
Album: Time Capsule
Release Date: 1998