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You just get the vibes of your surroundings and it rubs off on you.

quote by Gordon Lightfoot
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Positive Vibes

[chorus]
We need some positive vibes for these rainy days
Let the sun come out keep push these clouds away
We need some positive vibes lifes for fun so go and play
Let the sunlight in, brighten up your day
[richter]
Let the vibes blow like the ocean breeze
Mamma always told me thered be days like these
Keep your head right, just do as you please
Never interfere with an evil mans schemes
Keep your head pure, conceive your own dreams
Respect your fellow man, the earth with the trees
The air that we breathe and the highest mountain peak
Bring truth from your soul to your mouth when you speak
No need to get loud .. messin with others, stressin your brother, its time to uncover
Time to choose another path you see
Cause the road most traveleds negativity
Put your fist down (fist down), throw your hands in the air
Respect yourself, be somebody who cares
Dont let life get you down, dont feel abused
Keep a positive view unto yourself be true
[chorus]
[loc]
Everydays a new adventure you got to keep what you got
Livin life in a studio bustin rhymes in my socks
I got to keep my head up and always do what I feel
Avoidin all the evil and just keeping it real
(I need some positive vibes)
All these situations I keep hearin about
People dyin in planes and buildings crumbling down
This world goes round for no apparent reason
People robbin and theavin just to feel good for the evening
(I need some positive vibes)
What happen to everybodys peace and love
Throw your drinks the sky, raise your hands up above
Get yo hand out of the gutter and be respectful
We need some positive vibes for these rainy days so let it go
Dont never get it twisted when Im on this track
D-loc the kind kid that be kickin it back
Of the class everyday I was high
Goin to school in 95 easy that how we ride
[chorus]
Its time to leave this rat race chant down babylon
Keep my head straight, keep my family movin on
Find my own pace, create my own space
Detach my whole scene from this wicked rat race
The two-faced friends, the snakes in the grass
Daddy always told me thered be men like that
So watch your own back keep your eye on your stacks
Dont ever write a check that that ass cant cash

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song performed by Kottonmouth Kings
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Vibeology

(p. lord / s. st. victor / v.j. smith)
Ooh work it baby
A give me that vibe
Uh what is it?
Chorus:
Ya got that vibeology
That v-i-b-eology
Your body is pumped
Next to me
Ya got that sensuality
And oh I love what ya do
When ya do what ya do
Ya got me pumped
In the groove
When ya move
Im in a funky way im
Im in a funky way im
Horny horns!!
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Im in a funky way a
Give me that vibeology
Vibeology now what is that?
Well its the study
Of the chemistry
Between you and me.
Chorus
Vibeology
Feelings you send me
Vibeology
A funky beat and then hes
Ooh
Vibeology
Oh the vibes the vibes
Vibeology
Ayee, ayee...
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Im in a funky way a
Give me that vibe
Im in a funky way a
Give me that
Vibeology
Those vibes they keep
Getting to me
I dont know what to do
A give me that vibe
Im in a funky way
Oh Im in a
A give me that vibe

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song performed by Paula Abdul
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Cool Vibes

Don't want you
To lead me to the dark
Don't need you
To tear my heart apart
Don't do that
Though people say that you're my enemy
I know you can set me free
Don't want you
To come so close to me
Don't need you
To blow my fantasy
But i know
That you are livin' far beyond those lies
I can see the danger rise in your eyes
Cool vibes why don't you kill me?
Cool vibes why don't you turn your eyes away
Can't you see we're free to die
Cool vibes all we can do is fight and pray
Cool vibes why don't you thrill me
Cool vibes why don't you kill me
All that i can see
Are shadows of my destiny
Don't want you
To make me feel afraid
Don't need you
To take away the hate
But i know
that you will break the seal of mystery
Leave it to my fantasy what will be?
Cool vibes why don't you kill me?
Stay close to me
Infinity
Enigma's what we share
But i don't care
You'll be there

song performed by Vanilla Ninja
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Vibes Of Sorrow

Soaring high,
Being wild
Seeking for,
A vibes that rhymes

List of pains,
A print of words
Squiggle in grey,
That kills it prey

Vibes of sorrow,
Wander in miles
Glides as there’s no tomorrow,
Bouncing sentiments flies

A plopping misery,
Ripples its calm intuition
Ripping kardia slowly,
Ventricles shutters in confusion

Vibes of sorrow,
Roving aimlessly in hiatal
A notion felt shallow,
Lost in recondite hovel

As it demarche,
Vibes of sorrow
Auger till gaunt,
Smidgen of morsels dwell

Vibes of sorrow,
Wail with mourn
Resuscitate the tears,
Amidst surging fulminant

Such intense substance,
Unable to forestall
Acquiescently embrace,
The vibes of sorrow

Written By: Amir Amzah & Amin Fadly
Thu 09th Oct 08

poem by Amir Amin
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Last Train To Trancentral

All aboard, all aboard, a-woah-ho
All aboard, all aboard, a-woah-ho
Others need the vibes
Last train of the fast train, destination general
Thoughts that seem to draw me
Heading for trancentral
Still Im seeking something
And some things I am seeking
In the carriage on the fast train
Of the last train to trancenteal
Weve been waiting for years
And now its here
Last train to trancentral
Take the last train
From sample city, on the downtown line
Last train to trancentral
Last train
Others need the vibes
A brand new day is dawning
A light that will annoint thee
A sign from the subconcious
An angel sent to guide me
The searching will be over
The call will now be gentle
In the carriage on the fast train
Of the last train to trancentral
The klf will take you there
Last train to trancentral (its the last train)
The liberation loophole will make it clear...
On last train to trancentral (last train)
This is what klf is about
Also known as the justified ancients of mu mu
Furthermore known as the jams
One time!
Take the last train
Last train
All aboard, all aboard, a-woah-ho
All aboard, all aboard, a-woah-ho
Others need the vibes
Whoooo
Others need the vibes
Whoooo
Others need the vibes
Last train or the fast train,
My destinations general
The thoughts that seem to draw me
Headin downtown for trancentral
Still Im seeking something
And theres something that Im seeking
In a carriage on the fast train

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song performed by KLF
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Last Train To Trancentral (Mu D. Vari-Speed Version)

All aboard, all aboard, a-woah-ho
All aboard, all aboard, a-woah-ho
Others need the vibes
Last train of the fast train, destination general
Thoughts that seem to draw me
Heading for Trancentral
Still i'm seeking something
And some things I am seeking
In the carriage on the fast train
Of the last train to trancenteal
We've been waiting for years
And now it's here
Last train to Trancentral
Take the last train
From Sample City, on the downtown line
Last train to Trancentral
Last train
Others need the vibes
A brand new day is dawning
A light that will annoint thee
A sign from the subconcious
An angel sent to guide me
The searching will be over
The call will now be gentle
In the carriage on the fast train
Of the last train to Trancentral
The KLF will take you there
Last train to Trancentral (it's the last train)
The Liberation Loophole will make it clear...
On last train to Trancentral (last train)
This is what KLF is about
Also known as the Justified Ancients of Mu Mu
Furthermore known as the JAMS
One time!
Take the last train
Last train
All aboard, all aboard, a-woah-ho
All aboard, all aboard, a-woah-ho
Others need the vibes
Whoooo
Others need the vibes
Whoooo
Others need the vibes
Last train or the fast train,
My destination's general
The thoughts that seem to draw me
Headin' downtown for Trancentral
Still I'm seeking something
And there's something that I'm seeking
In a carriage on the fast train

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song performed by KLF
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Taking Off The Edge

(larry cordle/larry shell)
I been down on my luck
I been down on my knees
Well I been downtown
And I been down on the farm
I cant be satisfied
But Im gonna have to find
A way to kick back and
Take off the edge
Now theres a little gal I know
Just south of tupelo
Her hair is dark and her legs are long and tan
She rubs my back just right
Till way up in the night
She knows how to
Take off the edge
Ive been laid up with the flu
Laid off a time or two
Ive been uptight
And Ive been up a creek
Im gonna take my bamboo pole
And head out to the fishing hole
Dont you know it helps to
Take off the edge
Now theres a little gal I know
Just south of tupelo
Her hair is dark and her legs are long and tan
She rubs my back just right
Till way up in the night
She knows how to
Take off the edge
Now its morning once again
Oh, lord I just punched in
And I cant hardly wait till quitting time
Gonna get that big brown jug
All I need is a little slug
Just another way to
Takin off the edge
Now theres a little gal I know
Just south of tupelo
Her hair is dark and her legs are long and tan
She rubs my back just right
Till way up in the night
Well she knows how to
Take off the edge
Oh she sure knows how to
Take off the edge

song performed by John Michael Montgomery
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My surroundings

Flowing seemingly through my surroundings
Surroundings carved by my ways
Give me the strength to breath
To fill the vacuum I have surrounded me with

Solitude has silenced me
Never to speak as myself again
My words no longer requires air
No air
My actions requires no muscles
No Muscles
What I do is not real
Obscured by my surroundings.

Solitude have mercy and let some air in
Let me have enough to Exist
To wallow in your cold mist

// i know there is no ongoing rhythm in this poem, but i just had to post it anyway

poem by Mike West
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The Car

I know a man
Who rubs his car
And snubs his wife

She, longing wishfully, sits at the rear
He, beaming gleefully, puts the gear

As always, he has a bohemian smooth ride
And she, has a bumpy shaky ride

I know a man
Who rubs his car
And snubs his wife

poem by Ramachandran Suresh Babu
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How Bout It

lay your body down, mhm mhm
lay your body down, mhm mhm
lay your body down, mhm mhm
lay your body down, mhm mhm
chorus: how bout i be that man, who comes
over when he's otu with his friends. and how
bout i be that man, who rubs your body when
he says that he can't.
verse1: i'm just what you need. your lover your
homie your friend in time of need. put your
trust in me and i garauntee that i'll love ya
baby and love ya girl now please believe.
(don't you worry you don't have to fear lay ya
body down cuase that time is finally here) i'm not
gone front on you, i know you want me to, your
soaking wet in between your legs lets do what we
came to do.
chorus: how bout i be that man who comes
over when he's out with his friends. and how
bout i be that man, who rubs your body when
he says that he can't how bout it? how bout it?
how bout it? how bout it? how bout it?
how bout it? how bout it?
just listen to me baaaybe.
verse2: just between me and you. no he won't have a clue
all this loving that i'm giving to you babe. you
don't have to be scared, cause he won't find out no no no no.
don't you worry you don't have to fear lay your
body down cuase that time is finally here.
i wanna kiss ya and rub ya show you i want ya
all that you need is right here with me baby baby.
(chorus)
verse3: lady......it's your body(lay your body down0
lady.....it's your body
lady.....it's your body(lay your body down)
lady.....it's your body tell me it's your body
tell me baby
chorus out

song performed by 3pc
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My Girl

My girl, she breathes hellfire
And my girl, she feeds my desire
My girl sadie, shes the wind in my sails
A pussn boots lady with a cat o nine tails
Comin after you honey, feet dont fail me now
My girl, shes bare back rider
And my girl, shes lady godiva
Shes a full time love no mon ami
Sweeter than honey from a honeybee
And it all rubs off on little old me, oh
Slippin in and out of love
Slippin in and out of love
Slippin in and out of love
Slippin in and out of love
My girl, she smokes barbed wire
And my girl, cant get no higher
I made it with the lady and a one track mind
Diamonds in the rought, theyre so hard find
Day after day, the same old grind
And grind and grind and grind....
My girl, my girl, my girl, my girl....
My girl, shes bare back rider
And my girl, shes lady godiva
Shes a full time love no mon ami
Sweeter than honey from a honeybee
And it all rubs off on little old me, oh
Slippin in and out of love
Slippin in and out of love
Slippin in and out of love
Slippin in and out of love
Oh, my girl!

song performed by Aerosmith
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Paper Chains

The first snow of the year
& you lying between my breasts
in my husband's house
& the snow gently rising in my throat
like guilt,
& the windows frosted over
as if etched by acid.

You have come from the desert
& have left a little sand
between my legs
where it rubs & rubs
& secretes a milky fluid,
finally a poem
or a pearl.

I am your oyster shell,
your mother of pearl
gleaming like oil on water
for two hours on a snowy day.

'Poets fall in love to write about it!'
I said in my brittle way,
& told you about other loves to tempt you
& heard your siren songs of old affairs.

I fall in love as a kind of research project.
You fall in love as some men go to war.

What tanks!
What bombs!
What storms of index cards!

I am binding up your legs with carbon ribbon.
I tied you to the bed with paper chains.

poem by Erica Jong
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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.

LET us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats 5
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question….
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,
The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panes
Licked its tongue into the corners of the evening,
Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,
Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,
Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,
And seeing that it was a soft October night,
Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

And indeed there will be time
For the yellow smoke that slides along the street,
Rubbing its back upon the window panes;
There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

In the room the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

And indeed there will be time
To wonder, “Do I dare?” and, “Do I dare?”

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poem by T.S. Eliot
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Grave Retrospective

Possessions' progression obsession
poor more, more than best less, must draw
conclusions mistaken, impression
that wealth over health sets the score
for worth on our earth where aggression's
too often condoned by the law,
where success seems a sterile succession
of trangressions that ravage rapports.

This seems tantamount to retrogression
where blunderbuss plunder makes war
where arrogant ego expression
is excuse for abuse all abhor.
Who lusts for a trophy procession
to celebrate, victory's roar,
finds vain remains reign, dispossession,
cyclic atrophy squanders life's store.

Where vice is held virtue, concession
signals weakness, destruction in store,
where thinly disguised indiscretion
pours rewards upon traitor or whore,
where equity's lacks intercession
from power base raw's bloody maw
it is hard to ignore the suppression
of freedom, true rue rotten core.

Where equity finds no reflection
in the eyes of corrupt judge explore
when and how most lost sense of direction,
surrendered control, and deplore
political moral defection,
dereliction of duty, closed door,
or puppet string rigging election,
democracy hard to restore.

Once life's flow more than permanence counted,
Nature guided intemporal tide,
no need for race, steed to be mounted,
no seed but would blossom beside
scheme stream of unconscious connections
as each was in all, all in each, -
no need for trace, gain, greed, projections,
for constrictive force frontiers of speech.

Once no part of the whole was discounted
as second-class link in life's chain,
each link was completely accounted
as interdependent to gain
from Time time to evolve, never static,

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Enslaving Freedom Loving World To One Nation Whims

When Barack Obama is reelected will
American foreign policy still be violent...
destructive counter-productive invasion

wars sowing terrorist-recruiting hate?
Will manic desire to control Middle East oil...
to rule the world as modern empire-heirs

to Ancient Rome mean flexing more military muscle?
Remember Rome eventually made too many enemies...
enslaving freedom loving world to one nation whims.

Rome slaughtered millions over hundreds of years
in entertainment arena millions of slain people animals...
without mercy expansion policy rules with iron will.

Is twenty-first century America killing countless thousands
of innocents in distant foreign war invaded countries...
do military corporations rape pillage plunder with impunity?

Is democracy still real or sold forgotten distant dreams
in a land which annually spends over one trillion dollars...
$1,000,000,000,000.00 per year in death destruction wars?

An accountant rubs his hands rubs out all desired opposition
with beautiful bullets bombs guns missiles tanks ships...
helicopters nukes assassins mercenaries torture chambers?

Needed enemy combatants a fifteen year old boy at home captured
who managed to kill one of our elite US soldiers with a grenade...
we can put in prison without trial eleven years punishment?

Trained duty of combat soldiers in all armies is to kill enemies
those who do not kill are court marshaled shot for cowardice...
an eternal rule of war ask American rangers seals who swift kill.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sullied

She plunges into the hot water
and begins to scrub. Brush and
soap on skin. She wants him off
and out of her. Undo him from her.

Unkiss his kisses, untouch his touches.
She breathes in. She reeks, stinks
of him. He seems to have penetrated
every orifice on her body. She pushes

herself under the water, holds herself
there, opens her eyes even the sting
brings no purification. She sits up and
holds the sides of the bath. Calm down

she tells her shaking hands and legs
but they disobey and carry on like
disobedient children in play. She tries
to think of other things. Think of

somewhere nice, some time once
enjoyed, some pleasure once had,
sipping of the best wine, greedy
eating of caviar or grape. But no.

Everything is focused on him and
the rape. She rubs and scrubs until
she's red and raw. Stop stop her
inner voice screams. Nothing is

what it seems. He pushes his way
even into her every thought now.
He seeps into every pore. The water
fails to clean. She sits there naked,

undone, brush in hand, hair in a mess.
This is not real she says, but knows
it is, she in the bath, wet, raw, sore
and sullied. Yes that's a word mother

would have used: sullied. Tainted,
tarnished, degraded or as Mother
would have said: dishonoured. She
focuses on each aspect of her flesh

as if seen for the first time. What
you focus on is your reality. Who said
that? Does it matter now? Dostoevsky?
The Idiot, that book. Who cares who

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poem by Terry Collett
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How Do Ya Feel

We won't stop

You see with positive minds
we create positive vibes
and with these positive vibes
we create positive lives

So if there's something that ya want
you know you gotta get it
don't ever forget it
coz some day you will regret it

So keep on pushin' for em
coz your dreams are your dreams
and no matter how it seems
there will always be a means
to get what you want
yo and where you're going to
now whatya gonna do I will leave that
up to you

BRIDGE
We're gonna keep it goin' on now
take it to the top now
never gonna stop
even if we start to drop now
here we go again ya'll
can you with flow
never wanna go slow so

CHORUS
How d'ya feel
you wanna feel alright
here's the deal
we got pure delight
alright

song performed by Five
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Kiss Me Bliss Me

Key:- a - anita r - ray
R: kiss me bliss me baby
Put love on the loose
Kiss me bliss me baby
You got nothing left to lose
Kiss me bliss me baby
Put love on the loose
Kiss me bliss me baby
Youve nothing left to lose
R: this is the one, it is from the heart
A call to you to tear my life apart
Kiss me, bliss me, send me all that you got
Send me vibes, give me something hot
Understand, this is no game
No tame way to take a dame
Take a chance girl, run my way
Join my rave baby lets play slave
A sweetheart, with a body of ice
You might be cold but I can see youre nice
Hardly baby, giving a guy a chance
Meanwhile baby I asking you to trance
A: I know what you feeling, Ive been there before
I know what you feeling, boy, youre crying out for more
Kiss me, bliss, me baby, youve nothing left to lose
Kiss me, bliss me baby, put love on the loose
R: maybe, maybe sometime baby
Sometime soon youll be my baby
Cant hang around, got dreams to dream
So beam me up to the startship scream
Were talking skin, were talking flesh
The kinky souls that makes you fell fresh
Maybe, maybe feel the fun
Sharing vibes just one on one
Sweetheart you have a heart of ice
It might be cold but I can see youre nice
Hardly baby, have I got a chance
Be my baby Im asking you to trance
A: I know what you feeling, Ive been there before
I know what you feeling, boy, youre crying out for more
Kiss me, bliss, me baby, youve nothing left to lose
Kiss me, bliss me baby, put love on the loose
I know what you feeling, Ive been there before
I know what you feeling, boy, youre crying out for more
Kiss me, bliss, me baby, youve nothing left to lose
Kiss me, bliss me baby, put love on the loose
A: nothing left to lose
R: put your dancing shoes on
R yeah!
A: kiss me bliss me baby!
I know what youre feeling

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song performed by 2 Unlimited
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New York City Serenade

Billy, hes down by the railroad tracks, sittin low in the back seat of his cadillac,
Diamond jackie, shes so intact, she falls so softly beneath him,
Jackies heels are stacked, billys got cleats on his boots,
Together theyre gonna boogaloo down broadway and come back home with the
Loot,
Its midnight in manhattan, this is no time to get cute, its a mad dogs promenade,
So walk tall, or baby dont walk at all.
Fish lady, fish lady, fish lady she baits them tenement walls,
She wont take cornerboys, aint got no money, and theyre so easy,
I said, hey baby wont you take my hand, walk me down broadway,
Im a young man and I talk real loud, yeah, baby walk real proud for you.
So shake it away, so shake away your street life, shake away your city life,
And hook up to the train, hook up to the night train, hook it up hook up to the, hook up to the train,
But I know that she wont take the train, no she wont take the train,
No she wont take the train, no she wont take the train
Shes afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down,
And when she turns this boyll be gone
So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on.
Hey vibes man, hey jazz man play me your serenade
Any deeper blue and youre playin in your grave
Save your notes, dont spend em on the blues boy,
Save your notes, dont spend em on the darlin yearlin sharp boy,
Straight for the church note ringin, vibes man sting a trash can
Listen to your junk man, listen to your junk man,
Listen to your junk man, listen to your junk man,
Hes singin, singin, singin, singin.
All dressed up in satin, walkin past the alley.
Watch out for you junk man, watch out for your junk man,
Watch out for your junk man.

song performed by Bruce Springsteen
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Vibes Man

Vibes man in the alley, play me your spitball serenade,
And a deeper blue and youll be playing in your grave.
Save your notes, spend them on your blues, boy.
Help your darlin yearlin blues, boy.
Hit the church note, ring it!
Vibes man sing the trashcan hear your junkman singing.
Fish lady, dont you bait those tenement walls.
Dont take corner boys because theyre too easy.
You were born black and blue,
You didnt have to wait for somebody to hit you.
Take my arm, Ill move with you down broadway.
Take my arm, oh honey, Ill walk with you down broadway.
Im the young man and Ill be proud,
And I can talk real loud.
And Im from out of town, too.
Wont you come home with me.
Wont you come home with me.
But no, cause she wont take a train,
Oh, she wont take that train.
Oh, she wont take a train.
Oh, she wont take that train.
She wont take a train.
Oh, she wont take that train.
Oh, she wont take a train.
Oh, she wont take that train.
You wont take the train.
She wont take the train.
Cause shes afraid those tracks are gonna slow her down.
And when she turns around,
Im gonna be gone like the ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

song performed by Bruce Springsteen
Added by Lucian Velea
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