Counting Crows

[Chili Peppers]

Cowboys

Cowboys

Cowboys on the road tonight
Crying in their sleep
If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand,
And some promises to keep,
Who wanted to change the world,
What’s as easy as murder?
It’s all headlights and vapour trails
And Circle K killers

And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the eyes of anyone
But you now, now, now, now

So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been
But I’m not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I’m not seeing
The look in your eyes
As his fingertips slid down your neck
And made you shiver
I’m just turning away from where I should have been
Because I am not anything
Oh, anything, oh

The President’s in bed tonight
But he can’t get to sleep
‘Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers
And I believe she loves you
‘Cause you never make her feel like anything
She said, “I wouldn’t feel a thing,
But I can feel, I can feel…”

And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the arms of anyone
But you now, now, now, now

So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been
But I’m not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I am not seeing
The look in your eyes
As his fingers are unzipping your dress
And it makes you shiver
I’m just turning away from what I shouldn’t see
Because I am not anything
Oh, anything, no

Everyone’s in bed tonight
But nobody can sleep
‘Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows
She says she doesn’t love me, like, like she’s acting
But it’s as if she isn’t talking
‘Cause Mr. Lincoln’s head is bleeding
On the front row while she’s speaking

I said, “come on all you cowboys,
All you blue-eyed baby boys,
Oh come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer,
I’ll wait for you where Saturday’s a memory,
And Sunday comes to gather me,
Into the arms of God who welcome me,
Because I believe, oh I believe…”

And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall under the eyes of anyone
But you now, now, now, now

So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now

This is a list of what I should have been
But I’m not
This is a list of the things that I should have seen
But I’m not seeing you look at me
So please, won’t you look at me?
‘Cause I’m not seeing you look at me
Oh, oh, I, I will make you look at me
Or I am not anything
Oh, anything
No no no no
No no no no
No, no.

 

[Chili Peppers]

Insignificant

Insignificant

Can you see me up on a building
From down on the pavement
Or out in the crowd?

Can you see me
In the glare of the lamp post?
‘Cause I am walking a tightrope
Into the moon

Chorus:
I don’t want
Feel so different
But I don’t want
To be insignificant
And I don’t how to see
The same things different now

Oh, can you see me?
I am one in a million
Yeah, I’m Icarus falling
Out of the sun
She sees me falling
A line of spotlights
And chalk lines
Through night black
As a bedroom
And white as a lie

(Chorus)

Diving through the dark
While the night turns blue
And you wear your intentions
As I wear my intentions
So clear

If you see me, wading through water
Or come drowning a river
Right in front of the world

Hey, if you crash ? my anger
‘Cause it’s as bright as white paper
But it’s as dark as a girl

(Chorus 2x)

 

[Chili Peppers]

Sundays

Sundays

Coloured rubbers and a bedroom set
I wouldn’t know it if it hit me
You take a little step and then it feels like love
I think I better get a little of it in me
Give me a kiss
I think it feels like love
Give me a kiss
I think it feels like sunshine
C’mon baby, light me up
I wanna look into your eyes until I go blind
You think that you can do without me
I can’t do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don’t believe in Sundays
And I don’t believe in anything at all
Your mother made you in a parking lot
My mother made me out of flesh and wire
Try to remember what you might forget
I try to remember everything
Try to remember so you don’t disappear
Try to remember so you don’t fade away
Your mother made you out of smoke and rain
Your mother made you in a fire that’s faded
You think that you can do without me
And I can’t do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don’t believe in Sundays
And I don’t believe in anything at all
I wanna touch you for the things I’m losing
I wanna touch you for my self-respect
Give me a reason or I might stop breathing
Give me a reason why I’m soaking wet
Gotta stop breathing cuz the sky is falling
I might go out and watch the moon explode
Give me directions to the highway crossing
I’ll go lie down in the middle of the road
You think that you can do without me
I can’t do anything at all
You think that you can do without me
But I don’t believe in Sundays
And I don’t believe in anything at all
I don’t believe in Sunday
And I don’t believe in anything
I don’t believe in anything at all

 

[Chili Peppers]

Los Angeles

Los Angeles

Dancing like the nights are down in Nashville
But I seem to know the ghosts who like to run
I got a call to go to a late night picture show
So I traded in the darkness and i’m already glad
I’m already there

And i’m trying to make some friends
So if you see that movie star and me
If you see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV

Well honey i’m just tryin’ to make some sense
Outta me

I left a lot of ghosts in San Francisco
And now you wanna say you see through me
But what you wanna see ain’t your memories of me
So why you turn around tonight
But i’m already there
I’m already there

And i’m just trying to make some friends
So if you see that movie star and me
If you should see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep while you’re watching TV

Well honey i’m just trying to make some sense
Los Angeles
Boston gets cold this time of year
Seems like each day just leaves me numb
I gotta get out of here
Go walking in the sun

Well if you see that movie star and me
Or if you should see my picture in a magazine
Or if you fall asleep by the bedroom TV

But honey i’m just trying to make some sense
Honey i’m just trying to make some friends
Baby i’m not trying to make amends
For coming to Los Angeles
Oh Los Angeles

No more Boston, no more Nashville, no more Oakland
Oh baby come on out to the sea
Come on take a walk down sunset with me

Oh we gonna get drunk, find us some skinny girls, and go street walking
Street walking baby in Los Angeles!

And man its a really good place to find yourself a taco

 

[Chili Peppers]

Hanging Tree

Hanging Tree

She brings her friends so we wont have to be alone
Fear I might lose my composure without warning
I am a child of fire I am a lion I have desires
And I was born inside the sun this morning

This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time
This dizzy life is just a hanging tree
This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time
This dizzy life is just a hanging tree

They say good evening when they dont know what to say
They say good morning when they wish you would go home

You open windows and you wait for someone warm to come inside and then freeze to death alone

This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time
This dizzy life is just a hanging tree
This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time
This dizzy life is just a hanging tree

She calls a waitress when its time for her to go
And I know everyone is eventually leaving
I got a pair of wings for my birthday baby and I will fall down through the sun to see you mine

This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time
This dizzy life is just a hanging tree
This dizzy life of mine keeps hanging me up all the time
This dizzy life is just a hanging tree

For me, for me, for me