Woodstock-Joni Mitchell

We are stardust.

Billion year old carbon.

We are golden.

Caught in the devils bargain.

And we’ve got to get ourselves.

Back to the garden.

Stronger-Kanye West(Ye)

You know long I’ve been on ya?

Since Prince was on Appolonia.

Since O.J. had isotoners.

Don’t say I never told ya.

Games Without Frontiers –Peter Gabriel

Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane. Jane plays with Willie, Willie is happy again. Suki plays with Leo, Sasha plays with Brit. Adolph builds a bonfire and Rudolph plays with it…

Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside.

If looks could kill they probably will in games without frontiers. In war without tears…

First We Take Manhattan-Leonard Cohen

“They sentenced me to 20 years of boredom. For trying to change the system from within. I’m coming now to reward them. First we take Manhattan. Then we take Berlin.

I don’t like your fashion business mister. I don’t like your drugs that keep you thin… I don’t like what happened to my sister. First we take Manhattan. Then we take Berlin.

Folsom Prison Blue’s-Johnny Cash

I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die. When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry.

There’s a green plaid jacket on the back of a chair.

It’s like a moment frozen forever there.

Mom and Dad had a lot of big plans for their little man.

So proud.

Mama’s gone crazy cause her baby’s shot down.

By a teenage car chase war out of bounds.

It was the wrong place, wrong time, wrong end of a gun.

We don’t need no education.

We don’t need no thought control.

No dark sarcasm in the classroom.

Teacher leave those kids alone.

Hey teacher! Leave them kids alone.

All in all.

Just another Brick in the Wall.

White Rabbit-Grace Slick

One pill makes you larger.

And one pill makes you small.

And the ones that mother gives you.

Don’t do anything at all.

Go ask Alice when she is 10 feet tall.

He’s a poet, he’s a picker. He’s a prophet, he’s a pusher.

He’s a pilgrim and a preacher and a problem when he’s stoned.

He’s a walking contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction.

Taking every wrong direction on his lonely way back home.

Well I just got into town about an hour ago. Took a look around see which way the wind blow. Where the little girls in their Hollywood Bungalows.

Are you just a lucky lady in the city of night?

Or just another lost angel? City of night…

I see your hair is burnin.

Hills are on fire.

If they say I never loved you.

Then you know they are a liar.

Drivin down your freeways.

Midnight city roam.

Cops in cars, topless bars

Never saw a woman so alone.

So alone.