NationStates Jolt Archive


Brothers in Arms

30-03-2004, 03:31
Now here I am again in this mean old town
And you're so far away from me
And where are you when the sun goes down?
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
I'm tired of being in love and being all alone
When you're so far away from me
I'm tired of making out on the telephone
'Cause you're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
And I get so tired when I have to explain
You're so far away from me
See, you been in the sun and I been in the rain
And you're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far I just can't see
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
Oh, look, you're so far away from me
Yeah, you're so far away from me
So far away from me
And you're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
You're so far away from me
So far away from me
You're so far away from me
Yeah, you're, you're so far away from me
Means you're so far away from me

I want my
I want my MTV
I want my
I want my MTV
I want my
I want my MTV
I want my
I want my MTV
Now look at them yo-yos
That's the way you do it
You play the guitar on the MTV
That ain't working
That's the way you do it
Money for nothing and your chicks for free
Now that ain't working
That's the way you do it
Lemme tell ya, them guys ain't dumb
Maybe get a blister on your little finger
Maybe get a blister on your thumb
We got to install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TVs
The little fagot with the earring and the makeup
Yeah, buddy, that's his own hair
That little fagot got his own jet airplane
The little fagot, he's a millionaire
We got to install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TVs
We got to install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TVs
I should have learned to play the guitar
I should have learned to play them drums
Look at that momma, she got it stickin' in the camera
Man, we could have some fun
And he's up there.
What's that? Hawaiian noises
He's banging on the bongos like a chimpanzee
Oh, that ain't working
That's the way you do it
Get your money for nothing, get your chicks for free
We got to install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We got to move these refrigerators
We gotta move these color TVs
Listen here, now
That ain't working, that's the way you do it
You play that guitar on the MTV
That ain't working
That's the way you do it
Money for nothing and your chicks for free
Money for nothing
Chicks for free
Get your money for nothing
And your chicks for free
Money for nothing
Chicks for free
Get your money for nothing
Chicks for free
Money for nothing
Chicks for free
Get your money for nothing
Get your chicks for free
Get your money for nothing
And your chicks for free
Get your money for nothing
And your chicks for free
Look at that, look at that
Get your money for nothing
And your chicks for free
Money for nothing
And your chicks for free
Get your money for nothing
And your chicks for free
Get your money for nothing
And your chicks for free
Easy, get your money for nothing
Easy, your chicks for free
Easy, get your money for nothing
Chicks for free
That ain't working

Here comes Johnny, singin' oldies, goldies
Be-bop-a-lula, Baby What I Say
Here comes Johnny, singin' I Got A Woman
Down in the tunnels tryin' to make it pay
Hhe got the action, he got the motion
Yeah, the boy can play
Dedication, devotion
Turnin' all the night time into the day
He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk
Do the walk of life
Yeah, he do the walk of life
Here comes Johnny, gonna tell you the story
Hand me down my walkin' shoes
Here comes Johnny with the power and the glory
Backbeat the talkin' blues
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah, the boy can play
Dedication, devotion
Turnin' all the night time into the day
He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk
He do the walk of life
Yeah, he do the walk of life
Woo-hoo-hoo!
Here comes Johnny, singin' oldies, goldies
Be-bop-a-lula, Baby What I Say
Here comes Johnny, singin' I got a woman
Down in the tunnels tryin' to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah, the boy can play
Dedication, devotion
Turnin' all the night time into the day
And after all the violence and double talk
There's just a song in all the trouble and the strife
You do the walk
Yeah, you do the walk of life
Mmm, you do the walk of life
Woo-hoo!
Woo-hoo-hoo!
Woo-hoo-hoo!
Woo-hoo!
Woo-hoo-hoo!
You do the walk of life!

All the late-night bargains have been struck
Between the Southern boys and their belles
Prehistoric garbage trucks
Have the city to themselves
Echoes roars dinosaurs
They're all doing the monster mash
Most of the taxis, most of the whores
Are only taking calls for cash
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all I can do
Is hand it to you and your latest trick
Well, now my door was standing open
Security was laid-back and lax
But it was only my heart that got broken
You must have had a passkey made out of wax
You played robbery with insolence, and I played the blues
In twelve bars on Lover's Lane
And you never did have the intelligence to use
The twelve keys hanging off my chain
I don't know how it happened
It all took place so quick
But all I can do
Is hand it to you and your latest trick
But now it's past last call for alcohol
Past recall has been here and gone
The landlord, he finally paid us all
The satin jazzmen have put away their horns
And we're standing outside of this wonderland
Looking so bereaved and so bereft
Like a bungling bum when he finally understands
The bottle's empty and there's nothing left
I don't know how it happened
It was faster than the eye could flick
But all I can do
Is hand it to you and your latest trick

Baby
I see this world has made you sad
Some people can be bad
Things they do, the things they say
But baby
I'll wipe away those pretty tears
I'll chase away those restless fears
That turn your blue skies into grey
Why worry?
There should be laughter after pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now?
Why worry now?
Baby
When I get down, I turn to you
You make sense of what I do
You know, it isn't hard to say
But baby
Just when this world seems mean and cold
Our love comes shining red and gold
And all the rest is brought away
Why worry?
There should be laughter after pain
There should be sunshine after rain
These things have always been the same
So why worry now?
Why worry now?

I'm a soldier of freedom in the army of the man
We are the chosen, we're the partisans
The cause it is noble and the cause it is just
We are ready to pay with our lives if we must
Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side
Now, I'm a soldier of fortune, I'm a dog of war
And we don't give a damn who the killing is for
It's the same old story with a different name
Death or glory, it's the killing game
Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side
Oh, nothing gonna stop as the day follows night
Right becomes wrong and left becomes right
And they sing as they march with their flags unfurled
Today in the mountains, tomorrow the world
Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side
Gonna ride across the river
Ride across the river to the other side

I am just an ancient drummer boy
And in the wars I used to play
And I've called a tune to many a torching session
Now they say I am a war criminal
And I'm fading away
Father, please hear my confession
I have legalized robbery, called it belief
I have run with their money, I have hid like a thief
Rewritten history with my armies and my crooks
Invented memories
I did burn all the books
And I can still hear his laughter, and I can still hear his song
The man's too big
The man's too strong
Well, I tried to be meek, I have tried to be mild
But I spat like a woman and sulked like a child
I have lived behind walls that have made me alone
Striven for peace
Which I never have known
And I can still hear his laughter, and I can still hear his song
The man's too big
The man's too strong
Well, the sun rose on the courtyard and they all did hear him say
He always a Judas, but I got you anyway
You may have got your silver, but I swear upon my life
Your sister gave me diamonds
And I gave them to your wife
Oh, Father, please help me for I have done wrong
The man's too big
The man's too strong

Can't get no sleeves on my records
Can't get no laces for my shoes
Can't get no fancy notes on my blue guiter
I can't get no antidote for blues
I can't find the reason for your actions
Or I don't much like the reason that you use
Somehow your motives are impure, somehow I can't find a cure
Can't get no antidote for blues
Say it's mostly vanity
That writes the plays we act
They tell me that's what everybody knows
There's no such thing as sanity
And that's the sanest fact
That's the way the story goes
Can't get no remedy on my TV
There's nothing but the same old news
Well, they can't find a way to be one world in harmony
Can't get no antidote for blues

These mist-covered mountains
Are home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Someday you'll return to your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn to be brothers in arms
Through these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battle raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad in the fear and alarm
You did not desert me, my brothers in arms
There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones
Now the sun's gone to Hell
And the moon riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight and every line on your palm
We're fools to make war on our brothers in arms
Tuesday Heights
30-03-2004, 06:34
I'm loving it!