SoTD: Tones 0n Tail – Go!
09/30/2008 at 00:00 | In 1980s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a CommentYa Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Go!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Living it up. It’s a big kick
It’s good for you
Watch the big freeze slip
Crack the jackpot, get out of control
If you put yourself down
You’ll never win, get out of that hole
Keep your mind open, your head up
You’ll never, ever get old
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Go!
Your whole world could change
If only you just broke through!
’cause your fears are doing
nothing for you
Keep your head up, your mind open
You’ll always come through
’cause living it up, it’s a big deal
It’s good for you
Swap your dull gray thoughts
For fierce demands you can stand up to
Don’t put yourself down, you’ll never win
So let’s all smash through
Through the fear of being real
Through the fear of being really you
’cause living it up, it’s a big deal
It’s good for you
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya-Ya-Ya!
Living it up, it’s a big deal
It’s good for you
Living it up, it’s a big deal
It’s good for you
Living it up, it’s a big deal
It’s good for you
Living it up, it’s a big deal
It’s good for you
Living it up, it’s a big deal
It’s good for you
Artist: Tones On Tail
Album: The Album Pop
Release Date: 1984
SoTD: The Monkees – Tapioca Tundra
09/29/2008 at 00:31 | In 1960s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a CommentReasoned verse, some prose or rhyme
Lose themselves in other times
And waiting hopes cast silent spells
That speak in clouded clues.
It cannot be a part of me,
For now it’s part of you.
Careful plays on fields
That seems to vanish when they’re in between
And softly as I walk away
In freshly tattered shoes.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it’s part of you.
Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it’s part of you.
Well, Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
Sunshine, ragtime
Blowing in the breeze.
Midnight, looks right
Standing more at ease.
Silhouettes and figures stay
Close to what he had to say
And one more time the faded dream
Is saddened by the news.
It cannot be a part of me
For now it’s part of you. ![]()
Artist: The Monkees
Album: Birds, Bees And The Monkees
Release Date: 1968
SoTD: 20/20 – Yellow Pills
09/28/2008 at 16:06 | In 1970s, Lyrics, Music, Video | Leave a CommentTags: 1970s, 20/20, Videos, yellow pills
Everybody’s is feeling groovy
Everybody’s got tight pants on
Cause everybody feels like they were
Just made by the creator
So come take a walk down my street
Keep your head up by the phone lines
You can see the world if you want to
Give it a try, open your eyes and feel free
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Take a look around on my street
Everybody’s got their new wheels
They’re still gonna chyme on the freeway
Everybody’s got the yellow pills
Just look at the happy faces
Lovin’ to the tape machine
Actin’ like they’re drivin’ to heaven
Turn up the blind, I hit you with mine and feel free
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills
I’ll always believe your lies
You make me feel so alive
Cause I don’t love to be real
Cause everybody’s is feeling groovy
And everybody’s cut their hair short
Cause everybody feels like they were
Just made by the creator
So let me take a walk down my street
Keep your head up by the phone line
You can see the world if you want to
Give it a try, open your eyes and feel free
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Oh, ahh, my yellow pills
Oh, ahh, my yellow pills
I’ll always believe in your lies
They make me feel so alive
Cause I don’t have to be real
And I’ll always believe in your lies
They make me feel so alive
And I don’t have to be real
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Ahh, of my yellow pills
Oh, ahh, my yellow pills
Oh, ahh, my yellow pills
Artist: 20/20
Album: 20/20
Release Date: 1979
SoTD: The Ramones – Beat On The Brat
09/27/2008 at 16:19 | In 1970s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a Comment
~ Sometimes it just has to be done ~
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah,uh-oh
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.
What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you lose?
What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you lose?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.
Yeah
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.
What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you lose?
What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you lose?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.
Yeah..!
Artist: The Ramones
Album: The Ramones
Release Date: 1976
SoTD: Frank Sinatra – Chicago
09/26/2008 at 12:17 | In 1990s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a Comment![]()
Chicago, Chicago that toddling town
Chicago, Chicago I will show you around – I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday couldn’t shut down
On State Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things they don’t do on Broadway
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man, he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago my home town
Chicago, Chicago that toddlin’ town
Chicago, Chicago I’ll show you around – I love it!
Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down
On State Street, that great street, I just want to say
They do things that they never do on Broadway — say
They have the time, the time of their life
I saw a man and he danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago, Chicago — that’s my home town
Artist: Frank Sinatra
Album: Gold
Release Date: 1992
SoTD: Depeche Mode – New Life
09/25/2008 at 09:40 | In 1980s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a Comment![]()
I stand still stepping on the shady streets
And I watch that man to a stranger
You think you only know me when you turn on the light
Now the room is lit with danger
Complicating, circulating
New life, new life
Operating, generating
New life, new life
Transition to another place
So the time will pass more slowly
Features fuse and your shadows red
Like a film I’ve seen now show me
Complicating, circulating
New life, new life
Operating, generating
New life, new life
Your face is hidden and were out of sight
And the road just leads to nowhere
The stranger in the door is the same as before
So the question answers nowhere
Complicating, circulating
New life, new life
Operating, generating
New life, new life
I stand still stepping on the shady streets
And I watch that man to a stranger
Think you only know me when you turn on the light
Now the room is lit, red danger
Complicating, circulating
New life, new life
Operating, generating
New life, new life
Artist: Depeche Mode
Album: Speak And Spell
Release Date: 1981
SoTD: The Pretenders – My Baby
09/24/2008 at 00:15 | In 1980s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a Comment
I want you to love me
that’s all I want from you
I want you to love me
one day
I know I’m a peasant
dressed as a princess
but that doesn’t mean you have
to take my clothes away
if I could show you
some happiness
then i would feel
like a real princess
that to me would be success
my baby
I seen you dancin’
a natural beauty
you make this dive
seem sublime
you really get
to the heart of the music
you’re the poetry of time
if there’s a method
to writing a song
how come I’m getting it wrong
you write the beautiful songs
baby
c’mon, c’mon, c’mon baby
take my hand
c’mon, c’mon, c’mon show me
to the love land
can this really happen
in this day and age
suddenly
to just turn the page
like walking on stage
my baby
Artist: The Pretenders
Album: Get Close
Release Date: 1985
SoTD: Sammy Kaye – Daddy
09/23/2008 at 00:50 | In 1940s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a Comment
La-dah-dah, la-dah-dah, dah-dah-dah…
Hey, listen to my story ’bout a gal named Daisy Mae
Lazy Daisy Mae
Her disposition is rather sweet and charming
At times alarming, so they say
She has a man who’s talldarkhandsome, large and strong
To whom she used to sing this song:
Hey, Daddy, I want a diamond ring, bracelets, everything!
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me!
Hey, Daddy, gee, don’t I look swell in sables?
Clothes with Paris labels?
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me
Here’s ‘n’ amazing revelation
With a bit of stimulation
I’d be a great sensation
I’d be your inspiration
Daddy, I want a brand new car, champagne, caviar!
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me!
Hey, Daddy, I want a diamond ring, bracelets, everything!
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me!
Hey, Daddy, gee, don’t I look swell in sables?
Clothes with Paris labels?
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me…
Here’s ‘n’ amazing revelation
With a bit of stimulation
I’d be a great sensation
I’d be your inspiration
Daddy, I want a brand new car, champagne, caviar
Daddy…
Daddy…
You oughta get the best for me , la-dah!!
Artist: Sammy Kaye
Album: 22 Original Big Band Recordings (1941-1944)
Release Date: 1941
SoTD: Trace Adkins – Every Light In The House
09/22/2008 at 00:10 | In 1990s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a Comment![]()
I told you I’d leave a light on
In case you ever wanted to come back home
You smiled and said you appreciate the gesture
I took your every word to heart
‘Cause I can’t stand us being apart
And just to show how much I really miss ya
Every light in the house is on
The backyard’s bright as the crack of dawn
The front walk looks like runway lights
It’s kinda like noon in the dead of night
Every light in the house is on
Just in case you ever do get tired of being gone
Every light in the house is on
If I should ever start forgetting
I’ll turn the lights off one by one
So you can see that I agree it’s over
But until then I want you to know
If you look south, you’ll see a glow
That’s me waiting at home each night to hold ya
Every light in the house is on
The backyard’s bright as the crack of dawn
The front walk looks like runway lights
It’s kinda like noon in the dead of night
Every light in the house is on
Just in case you ever do get tired of being gone
Every light in the house is on
Artist: Trace Adkins
Album: Dreamin’ Out Loud
Release Date: 1996
SoTD: Tripping Daisy – I Got A Girl
09/21/2008 at 09:59 | In 1990s, Lyrics, Music, SoTD | Leave a Comment
I got a girl who lives with me
I got a girl she smells so sweetly
I got a girl she loves her dog
I got a girl I love her dog too!
I got a girl who stares in the mirror
I got a girl who blames it on her period
I got a girl she is so right
I got a girl she’s my guiding light
Well I know, I need, I feel were going higher and higher
Well I know, I need, I feel were going higher and higher
I got a girl who loves good soul
I got a girl who dances to disco
I got a girl who wears cool shoes
I got a girl who wears them in the nude!
I got a girl who speaks her mind
I got a girl who will argue anytime
I got a girl she is so small
I got a girl shell knock down any wall
Well I know, I need, I feel were going higher and higher
Well I know, I need, I feel were going higher and higher
Get a load of this she’s always bitching at me when I’m feeling down,
Asking questions with her little frown,
I cant take much much more of this, I’m out
Get a load of this she’s always bitching at me when I’m feeling down,
Asking questions with her little frown,
I cant take much much more of this , I’m out….
I got a girl I love to kiss
I got a girl I never wanna miss
I got a girl she’s my best friend
I got a girl that wont even hold my hand
I got a girl that makes me laugh
I got a girl Ill make her laugh too
I got a girl she has girlfriends
I got a girl I like her girlfriends!!
Well I know, I need, I feel were going higher and higher
Well I know, I need, I feel were going higher and higher
I got a girl
I got a girl
I got a girl
And she’s got a guy
Artist: Tripping Daisy
Album: I Am An Elastic Firecracker
Release Date: 1995
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