Inside Job » Ang lyrics [+ Idagdag +] |
1. _ For My Wedding
(larry john mcnally)
For my wedding, i will dress in black
And never again will i look back
Ah, my dark angels we must part
For i've made a sanctuary of my heart
To want what i have
To take what i'm given with grace
For this i pray
On my wedding day
For my wedding, i don't want violins
Or sentimental songs about thick and thin
I want a moment of silence and a moment of prayer
For the love we'll need to make it in the world out there
To want what i have
To take what i'm given with grace
For this i pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day
I dream, and my dreams are all glory and light
That's what i've wanted for my life
And if it hasn't always been that way
Well, i can dream and i can pray
On my wedding day
So what makes us any different from all the others
Who have tried and failed before us
Maybe nothing, maybe nothing at all
But i pray we're the lucky ones; i pray we never fall
To want what we have
To take what we're given with grace
For these things i pray
On my wedding day
On my wedding day
more free lyrics
|
2. _ Workin' It
(don henley/frank simes/stan lynch)
Ah, it's open season here my friend
It always is; it always has been
Welcome, welcome to the u.s.a.
We're partying fools in the autumn of our heyday
And though we're running out of everything
We can't afford to quit
Before this binge is over
We've got to squeeze off one more hit
We're workin' it
Workin' it
Soon you will be dancing face-to-face
With the limits of ambition and the scars of the marketplace
Welcome to the land of flame and fizz
Where you will learn that packaging is all that heaven is
We got the little black car, the little black dress
Got the guru, the trainer, the full court press
We got the software, hard drive, cd-rom
We got the exploitation.com
We got the pager, cell phone, bootleg methaqualone
The media, the message: you are what you own
We got the agent, lawyer, lapdog, voyeur
Talk show, book deal, round mouth, square meal
We're so busy covering our asses, we just can't commit
|
3. _ Inside Job
(don henley/mike campbell)
While you were sleeping
They came and took it all away
The lanes and the meadows
The places where you used to play
It was an inside job
By the well-connected
Your little protest
So merrily rejected
It was an inside job
Like it always is
Chalk it up to business as usual
While we are dreaming
This little island disappears
While you are looking the other way
They'll take your right to own your own ideas
And it's an inside job
Favors collected
Your trusted servants
Have left you unprotected
It was an inside job
Like it always is
Just chalk it up
To business as usual
You think that you're so smart
But you don't have a fucking clue
What those men up in the towers
Are doing to me and you
And they'll keep doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
And doin' it and doin' it
Until we all wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
I know what i've done wrong
I am acquainted with the night
I know how hard it is
To always walk out in the light
And it's an inside job
To learn about forgiving
It's an inside job
To hang on to the joy of living
They know the road by which you came
They know your mother's maiden name
And what you had for breakfast
And what you've hidden in the mattress
Insect politics
Indifferent universe
Bang your head against the wall
But apathy is worse
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
Yeh, yeah
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
It's an inside job
more free lyrics
|
4. _ Miss Ghost
(don henley/stan lynch/jai winding)
On a misbegotten, moonless night
I stumbled in my door
Disgusted with my circumstance
Soaked to every pore
When floating from my bedroom
Came a moaning and a sigh
|
5. _ Annabel
(don henley/john corey)
I watch you sleeping
My weary heart rises up on wings
I hear your laughter
Something deep down inside me sings
Way down here in the land of cotton
You were born on a rainy day
Since then, sweet things long forgotten
They just keep flooding back my way
Oh child, i cannot tell you how the time just flies
But i have had my days of glory under sunny skies
These days, your bright dreams are all i want to see
Sleep tight, annabel
You can always count on me
In this cold world, folks will judge you
Though they don't know you at all
And i may not be there to catch you
Anytime that you might fall
But, you got my hard head
And your mother's grace
All the likeness of the loved ones right there in your face
And i know in the end you'll be who you will be
So sleep tight, annabel
You can always count on me
more free lyrics
|
6. _ Everything Is Different Now
(don henley/scott f. crago/timothy drury)
I hate to tell you this, but i'm very, very happy
And i know that's not what you'd expect from me at all
I'm not the kind to smile and bow out gracefully
I always wanted to take it to the wall
But i found somebody with a heart as big as texas
I found an angel with the golden wings
She saw me down here in the dark somehow
And everything is different now
Yeah, i miss the old crowd sometimes
And the wild, wild nights of running
You know, a starving soul can't live like that for long
You go around in circles that just keep getting smaller
You wake up one morning and half your life is gone
I got so tired of that; i got so lonely
I dropped down and i called out to heaven
|
7. _ Damn It, Rose
(don henley/stan lynch)
Maybe just a good night's sleep
Would have changed your troubled mind
From that rather permanent decision
So tragic, so unkind
Now, pain is what you've given
And sleep is what you'll get
So far away from that sweet baby child
Who hardly knew you yet
Now he'll grow up to be a fighter
Full of anger, full of shame
Like all the other haunted children
Who wonder why they came
And he'll be in and out of trouble
Until he stands up or he falls
But there will always be a shadow there
No matter how it goes
Damn it, rose
Is this another cryptic message
Or some kind of cosmic quiz
If there's a lesson to be learned from this
Well, i don't know what it is
You could have given us the finger
Much more constructively than that
Now i sit here with the mtv
And your bloated, burmese cat
We're being treated to the wisdom
Of some puffed up little fart
Doing exactly what i used to do
|
8. _ The Genie
(don henley/stan lynch/stuart brawley)
Is this what you wanted?
Did you even think twice?
Didn't they tell you that anything that feels this good
Comes with a price
It gave you such a rush
Now you think you've had enough
It's not that easy to walk away
This is the hard stuff
You can't get the genie back in the bottle
You can't get the genie back in the bottle
You can't get the genie back in the bottle
You can't get the genie back in the bottle
And everything matters, everything matters
Every little thing you do
That smoldering tingle under your skin
That sweet, delicious, but not-so-original sin
And when the world becomes too little or too much
The shadow mind contrives
The triumph and the tragedy that we invite into our lives
And adam glanced back at the tree
As he was leaving
Said,
|
9. _ Taking You Home
taking you home - (don henley/stan lynch/stuart brawley)
I had a good life
Before you came
I had my friends and my freedom
I had my name
Still there was sorrow and emptiness
'til you made me glad
Oh, in this love i found strength i never knew i had
1st chorus:
And this love
Is like nothing i have ever known
Take my hand, love
I'm taking you home
Taking you home
There were days, lonely days
When the world, wouldn't throw me a crumb, no no
But i kept on believing
That this day would come
And this love
Is like nothing i have ever known, no no baby
Take my hand love
I'm taking you home
I'm taking you, home
Where we can be with the ones who really care
Home, where we can grow together
Keep you in, my heart forever
Instrumental (keyboard)
2nd chorus:
Oh and this love
Is like nothing i have ever known, oh no no baby
Take my hand love
I'm taking you home
3rd chorus:
Oh this love
Is like nothing i have ever known, no no baby
Take my hand.
I
|
10. _ They're Not Here, They're Not Coming
(don henley/stan lynch)
From the arizona desert
To the salisbury plain
Lights on the horizon
Patterns on the grain
Anxious eyes turned upward
Clutching souvenirs
Carrying our highest hopes and our darkest fears
They swear there was an accident back in '47
Little man with a great big head
Splattered down from heaven
Government conspiracy; cover-ups and lies
Hidden in the desert under endless skies
Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No time for heroes, no place for good guys
No room for rocky the flying squirrel
They're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your weary eyes back homeward
Stop your trembling, dry your tears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But i promise you, my brother
They're not here, they're not coming
Would they pile into the saucer
Find orlando's rat and hug it?
Go screaming through the universe
Just to get mcnuggets?
Well, i don't think so, i don't think so
It's much too dangerous, it's much too strange
Here in a world that won't give oprah no home on the range
Well, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No authenticity, no sign of soul
The radio won't play george and merle
They're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
'til we put away our hatred
'til we lay aside our fears
You may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But i promise you, my sister
They're not here, they're not coming
To this garden we were given
And always took for granted
It's like my daddy told me,
|
11. _ Goodbye To A River
(don henley/stan lynch/jai winding/frank simes)
The rains have come early, they say
We're all gonna wash away
Well, that's all right with me
If heaven's torrent can wash clean
The arrogance that lies unseen
In the damage done since we have gone
Where we ought not to be
Goodbye to a river
Goodbye to a river
So long
Lakes and levees, dams and locks
They put that river in a box
It was running wild
And men must have control
We live our lives in starts and fits
We lose our wonder bit by bit
We condescend and in the end
We lose our very souls
Goodbye to a river
Goodbye to a river
So long
The dirty water washes down
Poisoning the common ground
Taking sins of farm and town
And bearing them away
The captains of industry
And their tools on the hill
They're killing everything divine
What will i tell this child of mine
(solo)
I make a church out of words
As the years dull my senses
And i try to hold on to the world that i knew
I struggle to cross generational fences
And the beauty that still remains
|
12. _ Nobody Else In The World But You
(don henley/jai winding/stan lynch)
You live in a house of mirrors
Reflecting your splendid isolation
You have so much of everything
Except for true consideration
The way you dance
The way you walk
The way you drive
The way you talk
The way you eat
The way you drink
The way you act
The way that you don't think
It's like there's
|
13. _ My Thanksgiving
(don henley/stan lynch/jai winding)
A lot of things have happened
Since the last time we spoke
Some of them are funny
Some of 'em ain't no joke
And i trust you will forgive me
If i lay it on the line
I always thought you were a friend of mine
Sometimes i think about you
I wonder how you're doing now
And what you're going through
The last time i saw you
We were playing with fire
We were loaded with passion
And a burning desire
For every breath, for every day of living
And this is my thanksgiving
Now the trouble with you and me, my friend
Is the trouble with this nation
Too many blessings, too little appreciation
And i know that kind of notion
|
|
|
|