Linda Eder Lyrics

Linda Eder Lyrics

"Some People {From Gypsy} Lyrics"

A Necessary Evil Lyrics
I dissolve to a dream of the past Terminate, to remove Falling fast at the end of a chain thoughts collect Execute. A degree. I defect. What's it worth? Sacrifice the earth? It bleeds. Meet your needs. Devi

Some people can get a thrill
Knitting sweaters and sitting still
That's OK for some people
Who don't know they're alive
Some people can thrive and bloom
Living life in the living room
That's perfect for some people
Of one hundred and five
But I at least gotta try
When I think of
All the sights that I gotta see
All the places I gotta play
All the things I gotta be at
Come on Papa
What do you say?
Some people c
Gotta Go Lyrics
From the east coast to the west coast Gotta gotta gotta go Two sounds of a revolution Gotta gotta gotta go In our hearts and in our souls Gotta gotta gotta go United we stand divided we fall Gotta gotta got
an be content
Playing bingo and paying rent
That's peachy for some people
For some hum-drum people to be
But some people ain't me!
I had a dream
A wonderful dream, Papa
All about June in the Orpheum Circuit
Gimme a chance and I know I can work it! I had a dream
Just as real as can be, Papa
There I was in Mr. Orpheum's office
And he was saying to me
"Rose, get yourself some new orchestrations
New routines and red velv
Innocent Lyrics
I know you'll never stay the same. In time, most of us lose it. But I'm hoping, just the same, You'll shine and learn how to use it. Speak to me, like the very first speak. You are magnificent when you're
t curtains
Get a feathered hat for the baby
Photographs in front of the theater
Get an agent and in jig time
You'll be being booked in the big time!"
Oh, what a dream!
A wonderful dream, Papa!
And all that I need is eighty-eight bucks, Papa
That's what he said
Only eighty-eight bucks
**"you ain't getting eighty-eight cents from me, Rose"
Well I'll get it someplace else! But I'll get it! And I'll get my kids out!&qu
BURNING RUBBER Lyrics
[originally recorded by Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, lyrics by Lydia Lunch] The leaves are dead The door's always closed The garbage screams at my feet I want to be alone The sand has washed awayt;**
Goodbye to blueberry pie!
Good riddance to all the socials I had to go to
All the lodges I had to play
All the shruners I said hello to
Hey L.A. I'm comin' your way!
Some people sit on their butts
Got the dream, Yeah, but not the guts
That's living for some people
For some hum-drum people
I suppose
Well, they can stay and rot!
But not Rose!!!

**- Isn't said or sung in the song, but in the lyrics



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