face,
For the last stupid song.
Let's get on board
This scattered brain.
Folks drunk as poets all sound the same,
But don't be afraid.
For this »
Trains, Brains & Rain
Hear It Is
by The Flaming Lips
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lives once the hero has died.
They will drive to the office
Stopping somewhere for coffee,
Where the folk singers, poets and playwrights convene, »
Going for the Gold
Oh Holy Fools: The Music of Son, Ambulance and Bright Eyes
by Bright Eyes
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We had a spark and we had fire
Kisses that sizzled on our lips
Beatnik poets rolled their own
Rich folks had filter tips
We had time enough »
Smoke
Plugged
by The Bobs
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Lucinda
A child of the sea
And I will always be around
And you can lay your burden down
The bus is waiting
The folks are going home
We're »
Lucinda
Glitter in the Gutter
by Jesse Malin
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for the answer in the wind
Hey we got too many do goods and not enough hard working men
We got poets and prophets and some folks are readin' the stars »
Too Many Do-Goods
In Search of a Song/The Rhymer and Other Five and Dimers
by Tom T. Hall
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laugh and yell, point and bellow at every bad joke. At all the folks humping hope, and all the sad bags with eyes that sag, and feet dragging along. »
Let's Face It
Malady
by Malady
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The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is
The good book says, "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have »
I Got It Bad and That Ain't Good
The Great Reunion
by Louis Armstrong
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The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is
The good book says, "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have »
I Got It Bad
The Jazz Biography Series
by Ella Fitzgerald
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The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is
The good book says, "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have »
I Got It Bad and That Ain't Good
Great Ladies of Jazz [United Multi License]
by Ella Fitzgerald
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hired thugs
And jack-ass poets get the elbow
but in the papers everywhere
Every shit has his photo
That creates evil in honest folk
And laughter in »
The Devil (Okay)
Jacques
by Marc Almond
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The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is
The good book says, "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have »
I Got It Bad and That Ain't Good
I Wanna Be Loved [ZYX]
by Dinah Washington
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The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is
The good book says, "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have »
I Got It Bad and That Ain't Good
The Very Best of Jazz
by Sarah Vaughan
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The poets say that all who love are blind
But I'm in love and I know what time it is
The good book says, "Go seek and ye shall find"
Well, I have »
I Got It Bad and That Aint Good
Ella's Blues
by Ella Fitzgerald
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a young poet
for writing something he didn't understand
gone were the lines that he loved to forget
safe were the folk words of truth would upset
with »
Hawaiian Island World
Private Revolution
by World Party
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you on the screen
I've become now what I wanted
To be all along
A psychopathic poet
The Devil's bastard son
And I remain on the far side of crazy
I »
Far Side of Crazy
Seven Days in Sammystown
by Wall of Voodoo
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the last laugh
Wear the cap and the bells
And you'll rate with all the great swells
If you become a doctor, folks'll face you with dread
If you become »
Be a Clown
Gotta Dance: The Best of Gene Kelly
by Gene Kelly
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at the people who pass me by
Hey folks look at me, I'm no ordinary guy
I had a love and she swore she was mine
But she only loved me when the weather was fine. »
Keep It to Yourself
Gerry Rafferty
by Gerry Rafferty
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Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'
I was layin' in bed
Wondrin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our »
Tangled Up in Blue
Blood on the Tracks
by Bob Dylan
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Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
I was layin' in bed
Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red.
Her folks they said our »
Tangled Up in Blue
Jerry Garcia Band
by Jerry Garcia Band
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Early one morning the sun was shining
I was laying in bed
Wondering if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives »
Tangled Up in Blue
1200 Curfews
by Indigo Girls
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rises in its place is going to be the wind of thought control
Bad guys win folks!
You know I don't always play a lot of music on the show, as most »
Last Night Radio 11:41 PM
Black Ribbons
by Hierophant
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If you become a doctor, folks'll face you with dread
If you become a dentist, they'll be glad when you're dead
You'll get a bigger hand if you can »
Be a Clown
De-Lovely
by Chorus
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never, ever, ending on a bad note
Ripping ya' craft spoke, for spitting a bad quote
(Blueprint what's your approach?)
I smash black folk and white »
Alchemy
Daylight
by Aesop Rock
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to be
This, that, and the third
Boy did I learn, tables turn
Billy holiday burned down to play when my nerves drowned my folks away
Swerving in »
Amnesia
Her Favorite Colo(u)r
by Blu
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I'm not an MC, so listen, call me poet or musician
A genius when it comes to making music with ambition
I'm cool, collected with the rhyme I »
Criminal Minded
Criminal Minded
by Boogie Down Productions
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