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Heaven Is a Lonely Place

John Mellencamp

Freedom's Road [Circuit City Exclusive]

2007

Heaven is a lonely place
They're taking down those golden gates
Takin' 'em down
Board by board

See the people cryin'
See the people cryin'
See

Joanne, is watching (no, no, no, no, no)
She must be turning over in her grave (yeah)
I admit I had to borrow a couple of M's from the label (label)
All

the blacksmith's shed,
And the only life ye've known is in the shipyard.

Steel in the stockyard,
Iron in the soul,
We'll conjure up a ship where there used

time will find escape from this grind
My mate seems inclined to make this a sign
Maybe I should have stayed home tonight
There ain't no luck in sight
You

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

The Supplement Tape

1990

Royalties!
Royalty check is in, honey!

Yes, BILLY THE MOUNTAIN was RICH! Yes, and his eyeball-caves, they widened in amazement, and his jaw (which was

a real man put your hands in the sky
Is you a real man is you red no blue or white
Is you beer fizzy, is your gun locked, money right
So you fear god, fear

Or roller skate or catch the bus
There is a fence and a gate twisted by hand
There is a fig tree taller than you in Indiana
It will make you gasp
It might

and your bitch is all mine

They said that there were battles in
The Heavens above and there
Was a battle between the great
God Tiamat and Marduk
Among

pretty and the beer is all free
And there's bottles of rum growing on every tree
Wrap me up in me oilskin and Jumber
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just

of the changing season
Lift my hands and touch the sky oh my oh my
In a circle there's no rhyme or reason
Change in life
Life in time
Time to get to heaven
Heaven

Heaven

VHS or Beta

Le Funk [Bonus Tracks]

2002

wanna go to Heaven if I can't get in

Maybe I should take my time
And build this life by my own design
With no direction that is in between

trust in others and share what I eat.
Food for thought is a metaphor, but do I wanna ponder if I’ll be with em’ at heaven’s door?

Stack of six canvases

in the way that you must
All specters are haunted by their own lack of trust
When you're all out of time, there's nothing but space
No hunting, no

My time's growing old as I lose year by year,
a stale taste is clinging to friends, love and beer.
I feel my life dwindling, days running away,
I may

When the sun is the drinks come out,
Sitting by the pool with our friends about.
When the sun is high and the music's loud,
Sitting in the pool

Driving in my big car
Giving in to speed
Few beers and bass guitar
Is all I need

Getting hold of rock 'n' roll
It's all in my blood
I'm gonna let it

of karmatic optics take a mother fucking southhook yo
I'll show no haste in my empathic space when you've placed me in the situation I'm facing
I've faced

believe in heaven or hell Don’t believe in heaven cuz we living in hell
So what your life like
So what your life like
Get it done don’t try hear no excuses

the plus
Sleep when it's dusk
Keep it in rhythm
I'm living so limitless
There is no lack no difference
Battery pack is on infinite
Stevie and energy gotta be

down to the dark riverside

In the beginning was the fear of the immigrant
In the beginning was the fear of the immigrant
He made his home there by

of beer
Bacardi and Liquor
Because tonight there is a giant
House party at Pickford's
It's the last day of school
Slater is trippin' tony had a weird dream

So Many Tears

2Pac

Greatest Hits

1998

the first to blast
Remember Kato, no longer with us, he's deceased
Call on the sirens, seen him murdered in the streets
Now rest in peace
Is there

This aint my home my residence heaven's place
Heavens place
Im on a mission trying to get through heaven's gates
And I
Imma get there
And cant nobody

Heaven, heaven on earth
Heaven, heaven on earth
Heaven, heaven on earth
Heaven, heaven on earth

You can chose to be in a reality where there's no big