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Complete lyrics to The Underground Garden: all lyrics (c) Blake Jones 2010 1) All I Want for My Birthday All I want for my birthday is... a perfect world. 2)FORESTIERE GARDENS
Forestiere Gardens
Why do they always say no...when they coulda said..yes?
They all were shocked when they found that you’d gone underground To dig for dreams in the hardpan dusty ground You were a cool subterranean Growing grapes in the tunneled sun Forestierre Gardens out by the highway/ A great big hole if you are dubious The rest of us say that it’s glorious/ I’d think I’d like to say it’s glorious oh yeah , oh yeah, oh yeah .
People loved the place but talked about it very rarely Cuz no one wants to live their life beyond the ordinary Was it Leonard Nimoy on TV? That said the gardens are the place to see? Forestierre Gardens so cool down below/ the rest of Fresno’s baking in the sun/ Blowin’ money: air condi-shee-yun/ They’ll keep on usin’ ‘til the power’s done oh yeah. oh yeah. oh yeah.
People loved the place but talked about it very rarely Cuz no one wants to live their life beyond the ordinary Did he make it to impress a girl? Did he think that he could change the world?
Forestierre Gardens so cool down below/ We’re hanging out in the underground I wish these tunnels ran all over town We’d fill them up with a local sound oh yeah. oh yeah. oh yeah.
Forestierre Gardens......... Why do we always say no?...when we coulda said ..yes?
3)Sing Along Sometimes I wonder why my friends they all still sing their songs Even when not so many sing along There must be some kind of belief in the hearts or heads That what they're doing beats out being dead.
Sometimes I wonder why my friends they all still play guitar It’s not like they’re in line to be rockstars There must be some kind of belief in a better world Where we could strum and smile and get the girl
And year by year life seems to pull us in a hundred ways And life that's common tries to steal our days So what keeps driving us to light the fuse, run down the hall Turn up the music and blow down the wall?
I’ve been singing now I've been singing now so very But now I need a hand somebody join me here and sing along. Somebody sing along, won't somebody sing along.
And just exactly when And just exactly when were we supposed to change the world?
Who’s Got a Light? And why is love such a surprise? When hate can close most other eyes An old suspicion curls the fist Somebody’s kept a careful list Can you turn back a clock that’s moving day by day like this? ----------------- And lights switch off on every porch Here comes the match here comes the torch Here comes the dunce with his pitchfork The sound of boots that used to say that they were on your side ------------------ Brother John. Frere Jacque. What’s gone wrong? What’s gone wrong this time?.....Who’s got a light? ----------------- Our kindled dreams have found their match. Here comes the fear turned into hate It’s hard to feel when it’s too late And ticking timepieces don't wait for things to fall in place. ******Brother John. Frere Jacque......
Who’s got a light? Who’s got a light? Who’s got a light to make the darkness go away all night? ------------- Brother John. Frere Jacque...
You cannot work you cannot love. What song can lift away the chains? What song can make the rain return? What song can open doors of hope? What songs can start us fresh again? What song can make the morning somewhere that you’d like to be?
Who’s got a light? Who’s got a light? Who’s got a light to make the darkness go away all night? 5) Sun Up Sun up. The world is waiting for you. Sun up. Open my arms to greet you. One fight leading to another Every mess and it’s history No surprise and no mystery How complex can we make it ‘til we ultimately break it. Sun Up....... Clouds all hanging them around me Now I’m right back where you found me Sometimes blues for a season rain down giving no reason Something just feeling missing No one really wants to listen ---- and so we wait awhile, a melancholy smile, we want our lives to blaze and last until it’s really daybreak. Sun Up.... and so we wait awhile, a melancholy smile, we want our lives to blaze and last until it’s really daybreak. Sun Up....
6) Fighting the Big Dumb Noise We’re Fighting the Big Dumb NoiseAll of you girls and boysFighting the Big Dumb Noise
And if somebody with soul speaks, it won’t be covered here by Sony or Newsweek
We’re fighting the Noise We’re fighting the BIG dumb noise
Your warmest friends on the am radio They'll tell you straight, show how you're right Outside. Outside, there are people who are wrong. Turn up your TV and lock the door.
Sometimes you want to sit and dream and they switch on the TV to mom’s morning talk shows Then the opiates begin to flow with celebrity pictures/celebrity problems What will they do next?
We’re fighting the Noise, We’re fighting the BIG dumb noise
Every week they light the fires and they Chase down the monsters and tear down their houses Then they slip into their Sunday best and they Splash the cold water and don’t think about it It’s all for the best
We’re Fighting the Big Dumb Noiseall of you girls and boysAnd you can write me a letter, And I could meet you this morning And we could go out walking You know that that would be better To see the sun and the houses And maybe stop and get your sister And pretty soon the streets are crowded And it’s all real people.
7) Neptune Bursts Free 8) Send the Band To Liverpool Who cares at all what’s fashionable You know the world is so irrational We need a hit that’s oh so smashable The pop fest has gone international the dock sits so lonely, looking for a friend like it missed a note that no one could find the heart to send to the other half of the sea around a whole country or two let’s throw a warm party for our friends and send the band to Liverpool
The Cavern and the Mersey scene What did it every mean? Music that pulled us together Knowing Love could change the weather....
Trading songs across the nations An idealistic invitation For transcontinental declarations You’ll never live it on a TV station 9 )Your Sad Party DressYour sad party dress Worn in a mannered style Pulled me right on passed The warning signs; the rehearsed lines.
Your best tragic stance On a mirrored stage Left me chasing smoke And perfumed air, but nothing was there.
I engaged myself in playing in your theater of deepness I impressed myself at first but then felt cheated by my cheapness. I painted in blood-red and stylish blues But I lost my train of thought when I wondered who's next to use...
Your sad party dress And that accent is fake The posture's false The practiced pose leaves me nothing to hold
So I'll just stay at home Leave you to your fun With your costumed friends, it's all pretend but now I am done
With your costumed friends, it's all pretend but now I am done.
10) Christmas Sale Christmas Sale, Christmas Sale, Yeah, you’re mad cuz Macy’s won’t call it a Christmas Sale
Well you money don’t say ‘feed the poor’ And your courthouse won’t say ‘blessed are the merciful’ And you fences don’t say ‘love your neighbor’ now love your neighbor now....
But your mad cuz someone won’t call it a Christmas Sale Christmas Sale Yeah you’re mad cuz someone won’t call it a Christmas Sale
How can God survive without us? Without us worried about him and solving his problems Without us passing his laws and fighting his battles....oh man...oh man
Yeah, if Jesus gave His heart to the poor and if Jesus He said ‘Blessed are the merciful’ and if Jesus He said ‘Love your neighbor’ now love your neighbor now.....
How did God survive before us? Without General Washington securing the manger? Without Irving Berlin orchestrating the angels? Oh man...oh man.. 11) The 5 Deadly Fingers of Dr. Theremin 12) Some Fool Wouldn't Let it Go Now I'm stuck sitting here deep down in my basement. Wondering where my girl and the peace and the love went. I made a point that I thought really mattered. Held on tight until the curtains were tattered.
Some fool wouldn't let it go.
If anyone can show what's beautifully human. Hank and Muddy and Ludwig van can. Something bigger than our own dumb lifespan. Just in case we end up glowing like plu-tay-nium.
Some fool wouldn't let it go.
I'm going down deep beneath my basement door And I don't know if I'm coming out no more. I've got a stack of old records and a bunch of canned corn. I'm gonna get so smart you'll wish you'd never been born. The records that I'm spinnin' are my ownly friends. I'm gonna stay down here until my troubles end....
Now I'm stuck sitting here deep down in my basement. Wondering where my friends and the peace and the love went. Someone held a thread and the world unraveled. Honor was served by the windows rattled. If anyone can show what's beautifully human. Hank and Muddy and Ludwig van can. Something bigger than our own dumb lifespan. If someone hits the button and we're glowing like plu-tay-nium.
Some fool wouldn't let it go.
13) Out & Free & Faraway Playing through the windows of your car Some crazy combo from far away Parked out front on this hot summer's driveway What will you turn me on to today?
I wanna hear something that's not pre-programmed I wanna feel something that's not pre-programmed I wanna be someone that's not pre-programmed
Out and free beyond the tight constricting fences Out and free beyond the tight constricting fences Play me something new that jumps so high and smashes through the walls
The radio spits money and dead air Connection, truth and hope now seem so far way You're broadcasting now from somewhere too far away I wish that I could tune you in today.
Play me some seditious records--play them today Don't follow any programs Mr. D.J. Play me something dangerous to light up the phones You know I miss you so much, the Late Great Bryan Jones
Out and free.....
Playing through the speakers in my car Some crazy combo from far away Driving slow on this long winter's foggy day What would you turn me on to today?
I wanna hear something.....
Your broadcasting now from somewhere too far away I wish that I could tune you in today. 14) Everybody's Got an Andy Story At the Clash you ran around all overjoyed Showing everybody at the intermission your poloroid And we all were very jealous I must confessba Cuz you were sitting with Joe Strummer on my brother’s Vespa
I saw Andy thrash dancing at the Wilson It was the Circle Jerks and NBJ the kids were bouncing around in that place downtown
I though I’d bash Andy hard for a surprise He lifted me up by my collar into the air I thought he’d pulverize me but then he recognized me Flashed me his sideways grin and then he dove. back . in.
Everybody’s got an Andy story Maybe four or five If they happened to be lucky enough to have survived The first one. yeah yeah yeah....The first one.
You let me ride your mophead around Hoover High There never never never was a bigger hearted guy Hey Andy. Hey Andy. Please take care. 15) Here Comes the Bus What should we do? Here comes the bus. Roll over now or make a fuss. Do what you must. Here comes the bus. Hey hey.
Is there something to do? Can you find a clue? Almost ready for you. Hey hey.
The complete crack. The sincere smack. Can you turn it back? Hey hey.
Soon you'll be able to read the small print. dadadadada But just for a moment. Do you feel it coming for you at night? Can you find a hero to make it right?
Make a plan now if you must. Who can you trust in front of a bus?. Who can you trust in front of a bus? Hey hey.
Beyond control. Yeah, outta control. It's on the roll. Hey hey.
The final crack. The rolling smack. Can you turn it back? Hey hey.
I've seen it in movies. I know it can happen. It's like a toboggan sliding sideways. The hero bends the tracks away. And just in time he saves the day.
Make a plan now if you must. Who can you trust in front of a bus? Who can you trust in front of a bus? Hey hey.
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