Lyrics:
wasting our time.
cre you okay with guns in movies and music, not those exercising their rights?
Why are you okay when black children get shot in Chicago
channel radio all the way from Chicago
Set my young soul free
Del Shannon, Johnny Cash
Bruce Springsteen, Neil Young, the Clash
Whispered just to me
Laying
on you, or you can
grow up on the south side of Chicago and just live your life with these small deposits of grief
that are so regular that by the time that
Richard Speck stayed in Chicago
He took some pills and drank some alcohol
He tried to wreck nine nurses but one of them got away
He's rotting now in
I've been schooled, I've been schooled
By the strangeness of cities where the vacant light pools
I have been, I have been
Precise as a diamond that
I've got a friend in Baltimore, little Liza Jane
Streetcars running by her door, little Liza Jane
Oh little Liza, little Liza Jane
Oh little Liza,
stop, salt lake city
Big springs, laramie lookin mighty pretty
Ogallala, north platte, sun settin in it
Newton to chicago in a new york minute
Then
to
Do whatever I do
Prolly' move to Chicago
If you want instructions
Then I could prolly' front them
Just as long as you shortys pay attention
So if
can wear our bathing suits and lay out all day
Play in the water and wave to our friends walking by
Smile for the picture, have the time of our lives
I was 18 years old just a research volunteer;
I walked home from the TCBY each night with no fear.
One particular starry 11 o'clock
I went down by
write our names in these streets,
To show we're alive?
Well, Chicago is my home and I'll never want to roam,
To live on any sun swept distant shore.
Ninety miles outside Chicago
Can't stop driving
Don't know why
So many questions
I need an answer
Two years later you're still on my mind
What
of Chicago you can see the barbed wire - pigs around a lot of
Nothin
The witch hunters wail and they bark and they wheeze and they try to turn us
Into their
to get a light from lv
I came back and like poof! everybody's lookin boggled
It only took a sec to get rollo'ed, by chicago
But everybody know
thinking of the time
That I saw you last
Time has passed me by too fast
I think of yesterday
It seems so very far away
I wonder if you think of me
I wish you
LEADER OF THE BAND
Words and Music by Dan Fogelberg
An only child, alone and wild, a cabinet maker's son
His hands were meant for different work
some practice
Might takes some practice
My daddy said it was rainin', momma said it was snowin'
Heaven opened it's door and warned us to Chica-go in
under water)
London (could be under water)
Detroit (could be under water)
St. louis (could be under water)
Chicago (could be under water)
New jersey
Waking to a snowed Chicago
Thoughts of you that fall away
Looking out across at the people
In the office cells along Lake
Last night in a dream
stop, his father was hot
Couldn't just stop 'cause he coulda got shot
They move him down south to straighten him out
And he's still selling dope by
chcemy się z wami spotkać
Za dziesięć kolejnych stuleci
Ma Paryż Champs Elyses
Chicago ma wielkie domy
Wenecja gondole Londyn Big Bena
A Moskwa ma Plac
dziaby i
Karabin karabin karabin karabin
Zrobiłem po to by zdenerwować rodziców bo się nie pytałem ich
Na całą łydę Fifi mi zajebał za małolata wyjebane w
kid, the Nisei Artie Shaw,
Dropped by rehearsal in a tar paper barrack
Once he joined up, sister, it was on
They practiced daily, gigged on the weekend
Piggly Wiggly one school everybody friends
From high school football to family reunions
Movin' at the speed of life drunk by noon and
That's my uncle, I
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