i always loved this song form the first day i heard it. A stripper was dancing to it on stage and made it memorable shall we say.25 years later, heres our take .....enjoy..... its been to long.

A song by Primitive Radio Gods

STANDING OUTSIDE A PHONE BOOTH WITH MONEY IN MY HAND 

Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
Moonlight spills on comic books
And superstars in magazines
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
Her plane takes off from Baltimore
And touches down on Bourbon Street
We sit outside and argue all night long
About a god we've never seen
But never fails to side with me
Sunday comes and all the papers say
Ma Teresa's joined the mob
And happy with her full time job
Do do do do do do
Am I alive or thoughts that drift away?
Does summer come for everyone?
Can humans do as prophets say?
And if I die before I learn to speak
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake
But half asleep?
Do do do do do do
A life is time, they teach us growing up
The seconds ticking killed us all
A million years before the fall
You ride the waves and don't ask where they go
You swim like lions through the crest
And bathe yourself on zebra flesh
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Standing_Outside_a_Broken_Phone_Booth_with_Money_in_My_Hand

STANDING OUTSIDE A PHONE BOOTH WITH MONEY IN MY HAND-cover

CCR cover of BAD MOON RISING

-I see the bad moon a-risin'
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin'
I see bad times today
Don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
I hear hurricanes a-blowin'
I know the end is comin' soon
I fear rivers over flowin'
I hear the voice of rage and ruin
Don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise, alright
Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye
Well don't go around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Don't come around tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: John C. Fogerty
Bad Moon Rising lyrics © Concord Music Publishing LLC

BAD MOON RISING-CCR COVER-LYRICS HERE

May God blessing keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
Climb on every rung
And may you stay forever young
Forever young
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young
May you grow to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
And may you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
And may you stay forever young
Forever young
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young
Forever young
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
And may you stay forever young
Forever young
Forever young
May you stay
Forever young
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Kevin Savigar / Bob Dylan / Jim Cregan / Roderick David Stewart
Forever Young lyrics © Emi April Music Inc., Chrysalis Music, Kevin Savigar Music, Special Rider Music, Universal Tunes, Griffon Investments Limited

NoT UNLIKE A ROLLING STONE

FOREVER YOUNG-Bob Dylan cover-lyric here

Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
Ancient footprints are everywhere
You could almost think that you're seeing double
On a cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs
Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece
She promised she'd be there with me
When I paint my masterpiece
Oh, the hours we'd spent inside the Coliseum
Dodging lions and wasting time
Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see 'em
Yes, it sure has been a long, hard drive
Train wheels are running through the back of my memory
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
Someday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
Sailing 'round the world in a dirty gondola
Oh, to be back in the land of Coca-Cola
Well, I left Rome, and landed in Brussels
On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried
Clergy men in uniform and young girls pulling muscles
Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside
Newspaper men eating candy
Had to be held down by big police
Someday everything's gonna be different
When I paint that masterpiece
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Robert Dylan
When I Paint My Masterpiece lyrics © Universal Tunes, Big Sky Music

WHEN I PAINT MY MASTERPIECE-Bob Dylan-Cover-lyric here

HELPLESSLY HOPING-Crosby Stills and Nash

Helplessly hoping
Her harlequin hovers nearby
Awaiting a word
Gasping at glimpses
Of gentle true spirit
He runs, wishing he could fly
Only to trip at the sound of good-bye
Wordlessly watching
He waits by the window
And wonders
At the empty place inside
Heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams
He worries
Did he hear a good-bye? Or even hello?
They are one person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are for-or each other
Stand by the stairway
You'll see something
Certain to tell you confusion has its cost
Love isn't lying
It's loose in a lady who lingers
Saying she is lost
And choking on hello
They are one person
They are two alone
They are three together
They are for-or each other
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Stephen A. Stills
Helplessly Hoping lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing

WARM COVERS

HELPLESSLY HOPING-Crosby Stills and Nash cover Lyric here

I'M A BELIEVER by Neil Diamond

I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me
Love was out to get me
That's the way it seemed
Disappointment haunted all my dreams
Then I saw her face
Now I'm a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
I'm in love
And I'm a believer
I couldn't leave her if I tried
Not if i tried
I thought love was more or less a giving thing
Seems the more I gave the less I got
What's the use in trying
All you get is pain
When I needed sunshine I got rain
Then I saw her face
Now I'm a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
I'm in love
And I'm a believer
I couldn't leave her if I tried
Not if I tried
Love was out to get me
That's the way it seemed
Disappointment haunted all my dreams
Then I saw her face
Now I'm a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
I'm in love
And I'm a believer
I couldn't leave her if I tried
Not if I tried
Oh, yeah
Said I'm a believer
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Neil Diamond
I’m a Believer lyrics © Emi Foray Music, Universal Tunes

I'M A BELIEVER-Neil Diamond cover lyric here

LIKE A ROLLING STONE by Bob Dylan

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall'
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get used to it
You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
A complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ah you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discovered that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty people
They're all drinking, thinking that they've got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him he calls you, you can't refuse
When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you've got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel, ah how does it feel?
To be on your own, with no direction home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Like A Rolling Stone lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

LIKE A ROLLING STONE-Bob Dylan cover lyric here

Knocking on heavens door

Mama, take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's gettin' dark, too dark to see
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That long black cloud is comin' down
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Knockin' On Heaven's Door lyrics © Ram's Horn Music, Universal Tunes

KNOCKING ON HEAVENS DOOR-Dylan cover lyric here

So here’s another song by Brian Peters, only this time it’s a colab. Brian wrote and recorded the song, then sent us the stems. We threw in some harmony and guitars here a there and Spaghetti-fide it in general, so now it kinda sounds like Brian’s in the Hillbillies or the Hillbillies have moved to London….I’m not sure which… Thanks to Brian for the chance to collab, you are the Best Brian we Know. Really….cool song dude!
You’re My Kind Of Woman…. Music and Lyric by Brian Peters…
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I want a woman who is simple
I want a woman who is strong
I want a woman who will love me
Even when I’m wrong
Baby, you’re my kind of woman
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I want a woman who is carefree
One who is not too put upon
I want a woman who has mystery
Someone you can’t quite put your finger on
Baby, you’re my kind of woman
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I want a woman who’ll forgive me
One who can easily forget
The things I’ve done already
The things I haven’t even done yet
Baby, you’re my kind of woman
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I want a woman who has beauty
One who is not too obvious
No cat-walking cutie
Who’ll swallow you up with a kiss
Baby, you’re my kind of woman
-
I want a woman who has much
Of those natural inner charms
I want a woman I can touch
And feel true love in my arms
Baby, you’re my kind of woman
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I want a woman who is busy
Who has her own kind of life
Who can keep both of us happy
Knows how to be herself, and my wife
Baby, you’re my kind of woman
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Some people only want a lover
Some people want a mother
Some want a friend who’s like a brother
Some want one after the other
But baby, you’re my kind of woman


YOUR MY KIND OF WOMAN By Brian Peters a  Spaghetti-Hillbillies collab

WHAT'S SO FUNNY ABOUT PEACE LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING?

As I walk through this wicked world
Searchin' for light in the darkness of insanity
I ask myself, is all hope lost?
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?
And each time I feel like this inside
There's one thing I wanna know
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace love and understanding?
And as I walked on
Through troubled times
My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes
So where are the strong
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony
'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?
So where are the strong?
And who are the trusted?
And where is the harmony?
Sweet harmony
'Cause each time I feel it slippin' away, just makes me wanna cry
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding? Oh
What's so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?

Songwriters: Lowe Nicholas Drain
(What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding lyrics © Bmg Rights Management (uk) Limited

WHATS SO FUNNY ABOUT PEACE LOVE AND UNDERSTANDING_Nick Lowe cover lyric here

BROKEN AAROW

Who else is gonna bring you a broken arrow
Who else is gonna bring you a bottle of rain 
There he goes moving across the water 
There he goes turning my whole world around
Do you feel what I feel
Can we make that so it's part of the deal
I gotta hold you in these arms of steel
Lay your heart on the line this time
I want to breathe when you breathe
When you whisper like that hot summer breeze 
Count the beads of sweat that cover me
Didn't you show me a sign this time
Who else is gonna bring you a broken arrow
Who else is gonna bring you a bottle of rain
There he goes moving across the water
There he goes turning my whole world around
Can you see what I see
Can you cut behind the mystery
I will meet you by the witness tree
Leave the whole world behind
I want to come when you call
I'll get to you if I have to crawl
They can't hold me with these iron walls
We've got mountains to climb
Who else is gonna bring you a broken arrow
Who else is gonna bring you a bottle of rain
There he goes moving across the water
There he goes turning my whole world around
Turning my whole world around
Turning my whole world around
Turning my whole world around
Turning my whole world around
Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Daniel John O'donoghue / Mark Anthony Sheehan
Broken Arrow lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc

Oh Canada

BROKEN AAROW-Robbie Robertson cover-lyric here

Mammas don't let your Babies grow up to be Cowboys

by Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars and drive them old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded Levis
And each night begins a new day
If you don't understand him, and he don't die young
He'll probably just ride away
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks
Make 'em be doctors and lawyers and such
Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys
'Cause they'll never stay home and they're always alone
Even with someone they love
Cowboys like smoky old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night
Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do
Sometimes won't know how to take him
He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him
Do things to make you think he's right
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Ed Bruce / Patsie Bruce
Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up to Be Cowboys lyrics © Sony/atv Tree Publishing

M.D.L.Y.B.G.U.T.B.C.-Waylon Jennings and Willie Nelson COVER LYRIC HERE

CALIFORNIA DREAMING by the Mama's and the Papa's

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is gray (and the sky is gray)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
I'd be safe and warm (I'd be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)

California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees)
And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray)
You know the preacher like the cold (preacher like the cold)
He knows I'm gonna stay (knows I'm gonna stay)

California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is gray (and the sky is gray)
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk)
On a winter's day (on a winter's day)
If I didn't tell her (if I didn't tell her)
I could leave today (I could leave today)

California dreamin' (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day (California dreamin')
On such a winter's day (California dreamin’)
On such a winter's day

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: John Edmund Andrew Phillips / Michelle Gilliam Phillips
California Dreamin’ lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

CALIFORNIA DREAMING-Mama's and the Papa's cover lyric here

Simple Twist Of Fate by Bob Dylan

They sat together in the park
As the evening sky grew dark
She looked at him and he felt a spark
Tingle to his bones
'Twas then he felt alone
And wished that he'd gone straight
And watched out for a simple twist of fate
They walked alone by the old canal
A little confused, I remember well
And stopped into a strange hotel
With a neon burning bright
He felt the heat of the night
Hit him like a freight train
Moving with a simple twist of fate
A saxophone someplace far off played
As she was walking on by the arcade
As the light bust through a beat up shade
Where he was waking up
She dropped a coin into the cup
Another blind man at the gate
And forgot about a simple twist of fate
He woke up, the room was bare
He didn't see her anywhere
He told himself he didn't care
Pushed the window open wide
Felt an emptiness inside
To which he just could not relate
Brought on by a simple twist of fate
He hears the ticking of the clocks
And walks along with a parrot that talks
Hunts her down by the waterfront docks
Where the sailors all come in
Maybe she'll pick him out again
How long must he wait?
One more time for a simple twist of fate
People tell me it's a sin
To know and feel too much within
I still believe she was my twin but I lost the ring
She was born in spring
But I was born too late
Blame it on a simple twist of fate
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Simple Twist Of Fate lyrics © Ram's Horn Music, Universal Tunes

SIMPLE TWIST OF FATE-Bob Dylan Cover lyric here

SEVENTEEN- SHARON VAN ETTEN 

I know what you wanna say
I think that you're all the same
Constantly being led astray
You think you know somethin' you don’t.       
Downtown hot spots
Halfway up the street
I used to be free
I used to be seventeen
Follow my shadow
Around your corner
I used to be seventeen
Now you're just like me
Down beneath the ashes and the stone
Sure of what I've lived and have known
I see you so uncomfortably alone
I wish I could show you how much you've grown
Downtown hot spots
I used to be on this street
I used to be  —    I used to be seventeen
Now you're half shy
Hanging on my block
Sun coming up
Who is my shadow?
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
I know what you're gonna be
I know that you're gonna be
You're crumbling up just to see
Afraid that you'll be just like me
Downtown hot spots
Halfway through this life
I used to feel free
Was it just a dream?
Now you're half shy
Think you're so carefree
But you're just seventeen
So much like me
You're just seventeen—  You’re just seventeen-  Seventeen
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Kate Davis / Sharon Van Etten
Seventeen lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Words & Music A Div Of Big Deal Music LLC

Seventeen-Sharon Van Etten cover lyric here

HEY HEY MY MY-NEIL YOUNG

Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my.
Out of the blue and into the black
You pay for this, but they give you that
And once you're gone, you can't come back
When you're out of the blue and into the black.
The king is gone but he's not forgotten
Is this the tale of Johnny rotten?
It's better to burn out than fade away
The king is gone but he's not forgotten.
Hey hey, my my
Rock and roll can never die
There's more to the picture
Than meets the eye.
Hey hey, my my.
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Jeff Blackburn / Neil Young

HEY HEY MY MY-Neil Young cover lyric here

DIAMONDS. by Rihanna

Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Find light in the beautiful sea, I choose to be happy
You and I, you and I, we're like diamonds in the sky
You're a shooting star I see, a vision of ecstasy
When you hold me, I'm alive, we're like diamonds in the sky
I knew that we'd become one right away
Oh, right away
At first sight I felt the energy of sun rays
I saw the life inside your eyes
So shine bright, tonight, you and I
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Eye to eye, so alive
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shining bright like a diamond
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shining bright like a diamond
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Palms rise to the universe as we moonshine and molly
Feel the warmth, we'll never die, we're like diamonds in the sky
You're a shooting star I see, a vision of ecstasy
When you hold me, I'm alive, we're like diamonds in the sky
At first sight I felt the energy of sun rays
I saw the life inside your eyes
So shine bright, tonight, you and I
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Eye to eye, so alive
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shining bright like a diamond
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shining bright like a diamond
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
So shine bright, tonight, you and I
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Eye to eye, so alive
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shine bright like a diamond, oh-oh, yeah
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shine bright like a diamond (whoa)
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Tor Hermansen / Mikkel Eriksen / Benjamin Levin / Sia Furler
Diamonds lyrics © Where Da Kasz At?, Gnat Booty Music, Matza Ballzack Music, Bmg Monarch

WARM COVERS 3

Diamonds-Rihanna cover lyric here-Recorded in 2012

WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN

When a man loves a woman
Can't keep his mind on nothin' else
He'd trade the world
For the good thing he's found
If she is bad, he can't see it
She can do no wrong
And turn his back on his best friend
If he puts her down
When a man loves a woman
Spend his very last dime
And trying to hold on to what he needs
He'd give up all his comforts
And sleep out in the rain
If she said that's the way, it ought to be
When a man loves a woman
I give you everything I've got
Trying to hold on to your precious love
And baby baby please don't treat me bad
When a man loves a woman
Deep down in his soul
She can bring him such misery
If she is playing him for a fool
He's the last one to know
Loving eyes can never see
Yes when a man loves a woman
I know exactly how he feels
'Cause baby, baby
When a man loves a woman
When a man loves a woman
When a man loves a woman
When a man, when a man
When a man loves a woman
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: בן דוד עמוס / Lewis,calvin Houston / Wright,andrew James
When a Man Loves a Woman lyrics © Pronto Music, Mijac Music, Quinvy Music Publishing Co.


When a Man Loves a Woman" is a song written by Calvin Lewis and Andrew Wright and first recorded by Percy Sledge[1] in 1966 at Norala Sound Studio in Sheffield, Alabama. It made number one on both the Billboard Hot 100 and R&B singles charts.[2] Country singer John Wesley Ryles had a minor hit with his version of the song in 1976 while singer and actress Bette Midler recorded the song 14 years later and had a Top 40 hit with her version in 1980. In 1991, Michael Bolton recorded the song and his version peaked at number one on both the Billboard Hot 100 chart and the Billboard Adult Contemporary Singles chart.

WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN-Percy Sledge cover lyric here

Ja'Net DuBois and Jeff Barry co-wrote The Jeffersons theme song, "Movin' on Up", which was sung by DuBois with a gospel choir.

MOVING ON UP

Well we're movin' on up
To the east side
To a deluxe apartment in the sky
Movin' on up
To the east side
We finally got a piece of the pie
Fish don't fry in the kitchen
Beans don't burn on the grill
Took a whole lotta tryin'
Just to get up that hill
Now we're up in the big leagues
Gettin' our turn at bat
As long as we live, it's you and me baby
There ain't nothin' wrong with that
Well we're movin' on up
To the east side
To a deluxe apartment in the sky
Movin' on up
To the east side
We finally got a piece of the pie
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Janet Dubois / Jeff Barry
Movin’ On Up lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Movin on up-TV theme song-lyric here

I Love You
Song by Daniel Lanois

A man carried metal
Carried gold
More than he could handle
More than he could hold
It weighed him down
To a sand shallowed grave
Where his bones were eaten
By a heat wave
While here it rains all night
And it blows a sweet breeze
Think, I'll call you up
And say, "Please, baby, please"
I love you, I love you
Yeah, I love you
Yeah, I love you
Ah, the dream machine
Makes it hard to see
If I could stand outside myself
And watch it come to me
I'd make the dream
Filter down to my fingers
And rip at the fools head
And follow your scent that lingers
'Cause I love you
Yeah, I love you
I love you
Yeah, I love you
'Til the crash
And the booming of the white bomb
Come sure, come soon
Come leave just one song
One song, one beat
One dust, one end, one for all
One stone for the marking
For the dream when it falls
When I love you
When I love you
Yeah, I love you
Oh yeah, I love you
I love you
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Cole Porter
I Love You lyrics © Daniel Lanois Songs, Chappell & Co., Inc.

i love you-DANIEL LANOIS COVER lyric here

Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard? 
Song by Lana Del Rey

Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard?
Mosaic ceilings, painted tiles on the wall
I can't help but feel somewhat like my body marred my soul
Handmade beauty sealed up by two man-made walls
And I'm like
When's it gonna be my turn? 
When's it gonna be my turn?
Open me up, tell me you like it
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
There's a girl who sings "Hotel California"
Not because she loves the notes or sounds that sound like Florida
It's because she's in a world preserved, only a few have found the door
It's like Camarillo, only silver mirrors running down the corridor
Oh, man
When's it gonna be my turn?
Don't forget me 
When's it gonna be my turn?
Open me up, tell me you like me
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Harry Nilsson has a song, his voice breaks at 2:05
Something about the way he says, "Don't forget me"
Makes me feel like
I just wish I had a friend like him, someone to get me by
Leaning in my back, whispering in my ear, "Come on, baby, you can drive"
But I can't
When's it gonna be my turn?
Don't forget me
When's it gonna be my turn?
Open me up, tell me you like it
Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself
There's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me
Like the tunnel under Ocean Boulevard
Don't forget me, don't forget me
No, no, no, don't forget me
Don't you, don't you forget me (no, oh)
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Elizabeth Woolridge Grant / Mike Hermosa
Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard?

Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard?-COVER

Deep elm blues by the Grateful Dead

If you go down to deep elm put your money in your shoes
The women in deep elem, they give you the deep Elem blues
Oh, sweet mama, your daddy's got them deep elem blues
Once I had a girlfriend, she meant the world to me
She went down to deep elem, now, she ain't what she used to be
Once I knew a preacher, preached the bible through and through
He went down to deep elem, now, his preaching days are through
When you go down to deep elem to have a little fun
Have your ten dollars ready when the policeman comes
When yo go down to deep elem put your money in your pants
'Cause the women in deep elem, they don't give a man a chance
Oh, sweet mama, your daddy's got them deep elem blues
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Philip Lesh / Bob Weir / Michael Hart / William Kreutzmann / Jerome Garcia / Public Domain Unidentified .
Deep Elem Blues lyrics © Songs Of Universal Inc., Ice Nine Publishing Co. Inc., Ice Nine Publishing Co Inc.

WAIN PLAYS DEAD 

Deep elm Blues-GratefulDead cover

I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth, and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be
(Tell me what you want)
I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king-size tub, big enough for ten plus me
(Uh, so what you need?)
I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club at 37, 000 feet
(Been there, done that)
I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and changed my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair and, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hmm, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs, so I can eat my meals for free
(I'll have the quesadilla, haha!)
I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me
(So how you gonna do it?)
I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and changed my name
'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary, and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser
I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync 'em every night, so I don't get 'em wrong
Well, we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses, driving 15 cars
The girls come easy, and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny, 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the V.I.P. with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's gonna wind up there
Every Playboy Bunny with her bleached blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary, and today's who's who
They'll get you anything with that evil smile
Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well
Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Hmm, hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Ryan Peake / Mike Kroeger / Daniel Adair / Chad Robert Kroeger / Thomas Jack Rylance

Rockstar-NICKELBACK cover lyric here

Trip to the possibilities. Not your fears...

SPAGHETTI HILLBILLIES - SUMMER OF BALLS

Can I?- Original instrumental

Okie from Muskogee-Merle Haggard

… We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee
We don't take our trips on LSD
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street
'Cause we like livin' right, and bein' free
… We don't make a party out of lovin'
But we like holdin' hands and pitchin' woo
We don't let our hair grow long and shaggy
Like the hippies out in San Francisco do
… And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
… Leather boots are still in style for manly footwear
Beads and Roman sandals won't be seen
And football's still the roughest thing on campus
And the kids here still respect the college dean
… And I'm proud to be an Okie from Muskogee
A place where even squares can have a ball
We still wave Old Glory down at the courthouse
And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
… And white lightnin's still the biggest thrill of all
In Muskogee, Oklahoma, USA
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Merle Haggard / Roy Burris
Okie From Muskogee lyrics © DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Okie from Muskogee-Merle Haggard cover lyric here

The Blues can heal if it makes you feel seen. No one wants to suffer alone. No one should.

Art by Mark-Rothko-No-14-1960-7893

forallyourpainandsuffering

SUMMER OF BALLS

UNDER GROUND RAINBOW-Rock Instrumental

Burning Man was tough this year.....lots of rain and plenty of MUD.

STUCK IN THE MUD BLUES-Blues Instrumental

This is the first song in a musical we wrote called “I WANT TO BE NOTICED”. It's the story about fame and discovery, and a girl named Jellybean Fisher who moves to San Francisco to find herself. She’s from New Orleans. Daughter of mixed race couple, she’s just off the boat when we meet her. People come to SF just to explore what life has to offer and that's what she's about to do…when the curtain comes up. 
We see a street scene where people are lining up in front of a Club in the South of Market in SF. Jellybean has come to the club to play in the open-mic night. She stands on the sidewalk in front of the club, holding her guitar and looking up at the name of the place, when a old homeless man comes up to her and asks for some spare change.
JB: “Maybe after the show I’ll have something for you. What’s your name?”
Woody: “Woody. And you?”
JB: “Jellybean. Jellybean Fisher. Woody, pleased to meet you.”
Woody: “Thanks.That’s a real nice name, Jellybean.You gonna play that thing in there?”
JB: “Sure am Woody. If you're still here when I get out, I’ll tell you about how it went. Wish me luck.”
Woody: “Sure 'nuff girl. You give 'em hell now!”
JB: “Thanks Woody, I’ll do my best.”
And with that she goes into the club to play her spot.
The walls of the outside of the club open, to show a stage with a house band and people in chairs around tables. 
An MC comes to the mic on the stage and says. “And now our next act tonight is a new talent just here from the Big Easy. Put your hands together for: Jellybean Fisher!” 
People clap as JB come up to the mic.
JB (nervously): "Thanks everyone. I’m gonna play a song I just wrote for tonight. It’s a kind of a first impression song.  I hope you like it.”
NOTE: Wain is singing all the parts: boy, girl, gay, straight, old, and young, so you’ll have to use your imagination. Hope you enjoy the story of Jellybean Fisher.


South of Market

I’m in the South Market and I'm fresh into town
I always loved the music and I always dug the sound
Of San Francisco California
Now I found myself in a place I didn’t know
And I was sure hoping I wouldn’t have to show
To much of myself 
In San Francisco California
CHORUS:
I’m in the South of Market
And I’m tired and a little bit lonely
Yes I’m in the South of Market
And I’m wishing I could be someone’s only
In the South of Market.

I left behind all the things that I knew
Looking for a place where the sky is always blue
In San Fransisco California (boy was I misinformed)
Then the first day I was here, I was out in a park for dogs
Was a big fat wall of cold dark fog
In San Francisco California
CHORUS
Now I came to town looking for one thing
I just wanted to find a song to sing
In San Fransisco California
I kinda like boys but I really like girls
And I’m trying to figure it out, has my head in a swirl 
In San Francisco California
CHORUS
JAM
CHORUS

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED -SPAGHETTI HILLBILLIES 2014

1 - IN THE SOUTH OF MARKET (lyric And Info Here) The Musical -I WANT TO BE NOTICED

The last of the performers had hit the stage. Jellybean got third place in the end. It was a good night for her. And her first performance in SF. As she was leaving the club, a group of people that seemed to be all friends together came over to her to talk.

Bill: Hi Jellybean, my name’s Bill. Congrats! You rocked. Really. 

Everyone chimed in agreement. 

JB: Hey ya’ll. Nice to meet you Bill. Thanks man, really, thanks a lot.

Then they all started shaking her hand and introducing themselves.

There was Michael, who looked very young and effeminate - there was no butch in this boy. Probably had a fake ID to get in.
 
Then there was Barbara. She was the Femme, really pretty girl, probably did beauty contests growing up. 

And then there was Jake, Butch Dyke all the way, or maybe even she was a he now, no facial hair that you could see, but wow, Jellybean was instantly attracted to her. And it looked like Jake couldn't keep his eyes off of Jellybean either.

Jake: Yeah, Bill’s right, you rocked! And you looked pretty damn sexy up there too.
Everyone: Oooohhh, hoooooo!!! Jake likes Jellybean!
Jake : Looks like we all do, right? Jellybean, you should come to our performance class. Bill teaches it, it’s fun and you can show your chops and work on your sound. Come. Please.
JB: Cool, yeah that sounds fun, sure. When is it?
Jake: Tuesday night.
JB: I’m there.

As they leave the club, the stage returns to a street scene. As they file back out onto the sidewalk, they encounter Woody the homeless man again.

WOODY: Hey there Jellybean, how’d you do?

JB slips the money she just got for third place into his hand.
JB: Great Woody, thanks man. Got third place bro, not bad.

Then she leans over to say in his ear, whispering.

JB: Take the money and don’t say anything man.
WOODY: Sure sister, no worries, but thanks, you’re a gem Jellybean, really.
JB: Hey y’all, this is Woody. He was here when I got here tonight. He gave me good mojo tonight. That’s why I got third.
WOODY: I think you could of done it on your own, kiddo. I’ve been out here for 20 years now, and I know special when I see it. 
JB: You’ve been out here for 20 years Woody? That’s a long time. 
WOODY: Time? Let me tell you about time.

The Stage behind them in the club reappears. The band begins to play a song. Woody takes center stage and sings.

SPARE ME SOME CHANGE BROTHER

The future has already happened.
Tomorrow has been done and gone.
My face has melted and my hair is gray.
What are the words to this song?
I can’t remember most things that I’ve said
I think I’ve lost half the things in my head
I can remember myself as a young man
And how the years fall through your hands
Like grains of sand.

And the thing that makes me sad
Is all the time I thought I had
And now all that time is gone
And all I’m left with, is this old song
About how old I am
And how decrepit I’ve become
I’m so surprised I can still get it up and 
Ask for some 
Change brother
Give me some change brother……

I’ve been here so long, people don’t remember when I wasn’t.
I’ve been singing this song…
For a dollar or two for you…cousin 
So I’ll just keep singing this song
‘Cause it’s the only one I know
And most of you will pass me by
‘Cause you would never stoop so low….

And the thing that makes me sad
Is all the time I thought I had.
And now all that time has gone
And all I’m left with, is this old song
About how old I am
And how decrepit I’ve become
I’m very surprised I can still get up and 
Ask for some 
Change brother
Give me some strange brother…… 
Give me some change..

Well you know it ain’t gonna make no difference to you
For you to reach down into your pocket
And give me a buck or two
Just to see you look in my eyes and treat me like yourself
To see me as yourself 
But for the grace of all things Heaven and Earth

 
And the thing that makes me sad
Is all the time I thought I had
And now all that time has gone
And all I’m left with, is this old song
And the thing that makes me sad
Is all the time I thought I had
And now all that time is gone
And all I’m left with, is this old song
And the thing that makes me sad
Is all the time I thought I had
And now all that time has gone
And all I’m left with, is this old song

About how old I am
And how decrepit I’ve become
I’m so surprised I can still get up and 
Ask for some 
Change brother
Give me some change brother……
Can you spare me some change brother?..ohhhhhhhh

Oh can you spare me some change brother?….
Spare me some change brother….
Spare me some change ……..….

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED -SPAGHETTI HILLBILLIES 2014


2 - SPARE ME SOME CHANGE BROTHER(lyric And Info Here) The Musical - I WANT TO BE NOTICED

Just having fun feeling the moment, being here now and in the groove...grounded in the dirt. Spring is here and the earth is green again and blooming like crazy.

BEAUYIFUL DIRT-2024

It’s been ten years since Nolen’s had it’s ass kicked by the storm of all storms. Katrina. Now it suffers the from those who grew up there being priced right out of the city. Things are changing and not all for the good just like most cities. Here’s a moody take on a song that’s true to it’s nature. A town of vice and churches , life and death.Walk a second line for all the jon’s and the working girls, that just got left behind and forgotten……

House of the rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I knowS I'm one
And God I knowS I'm one…..

"The House of the Rising Sun" is a traditional folk song, sometimes called "Rising Sun Blues". It tells of a life gone wrong in New Orleans; many versions also urge a sibling to avoid the same fate. The most successful commercial version, recorded in 1964 by the English rock group The Animals, was a number one hit in the United Kingdom, the United States, Sweden, Finland, Canada and Australia.


HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN- INFO AND LYRIC HERE

BIG DRUMS

Here's a new tune I got from  mclrab
Rab Mclauchlan
England, Britain (UK) he posted it on his page and i re-mixed it with a Jam...enjoy and thanks to mclrab for the awesome tune.

Joy (H.J.M.)-mclrab-Spaghetti-Hillbillies-re-mix

Wain Higgins here from Northern California. Most of our music is in the category Playlist at the top. Then there's more if you dig for it. May your day find time for kindness to others and music to dance to. Build Compassion, not walls.

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