HI-Fi Frustration?

Don't let Bush fool ya. Someome's gotta do it and no one else has the nad's to step up. Sure is a shame he has drug us down so low,and made a business out of a war.

Standing On the Moon
Words by Robert Hunter, Music by Jerry Garcia


Words by Robert Hunter; music by Jerry Garcia
Copyright Ice Nine Publishing; used by permission.

Standing on the moon
I got no cobweb on my shoe
Standing on the moon
I'm feeling so alone and blue
I see the Gulf of Mexico
As tiny as a tear
The coast of California
Must be somewhere over here - over here

Standing on the moon
I see the battle rage below
Standing on the moon
I see the soldiers come and go
There's a metal flag beside me
Someone planted long ago
Old Glory standing stiffly
Crimson, white and indigo - indigo

I see all of Southeast Asia
I can see El Salvador
I hear the cries of children
And the other songs of war
It's like a mighty melody
That rings down from the sky
Standing here upon the moon
I watch it all roll by - all roll by

Standing on the moon
With nothing else to do
A lovely view of heaven
But I'd rather be with you

Standing on the moon
I see a shadow on the sun
Standing on the moon
The stars go fading one by one
I hear a cry of victory
And another of defeat
a scrap of age-old lullaby
Down some forgotten street

Standing on the moon
Where talk is cheap and vision true
Standing on the moon
But I would rather be with you
Somewhere in San Francisco
On a back porch in July
Just looking up to heaven
At this crescent in the sky

Standing on the moon
With nothing left to do
A lovely view of heaven
But I'd rather be with you - be with you

Edited by Charley Phogg - 24 Mar 2008 at 6:34am

stuxter wrote: KING CRIMSON-INDISCIPLINE-DISCIPLINE   I do remember one thing. It took hours and hours but.. By the time I was done with it I was so involved I didn't know what to think. I carried it around with me for days and days.. Playing little games Like not looking at it for a whole day And then.. looking at it. To see if I still liked it. I did. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat myself when under stress. I repeat.. The more I look at it The more I like it. I do think it's good. The fact is.. No matter how closely I study it No matter how I take it apart No matter how I break it down It remains consistant. It remains consistant. It remains consistant. It remains consistant. It remains consistant. I wish you were here to see it. I like it.

 

stuxter wrote: hey fogg,, stop pinching my lyrics !   ;o)

I'll make you a deal, like any other candidate
We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause your future's at stake
My set is amazing, it even smells like a street
There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and your
friend
Someone scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses"
Who wrote up scandals in other bars

I'm having so much fun with the poisonous people
Spreading rumours and lies and stories they made up
Some make you sing and some make you scream
One makes you wish that you'd never been seen
But there's a shop on the corner that's selling papier
mache
Making bullet-proof faces, Charlie Manson, Cassius Clay
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing

So you scream out of line
"I want you! I need you! Anyone out there? Any time?"
Tres butch little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you
When it's good, it's really good, and when it's bad I go to pieces"
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing

Well, on the street where you live I could not hold up my head
For I put all I have in another bed
On another floor, in the back of a car
In the cellar like a church with the door ajar
Well, I guess we've must be looking for a different kind
But we can't stop trying 'till we break up our minds
'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights
Who press you on the ground while shaking in fright
I guess we could cruise down one more time
With you by my side, it should be fine
We'll buy some drugs and watch a band
Then jump in the river holding hands

Bowie "Candidate"

"And in hearing they shall not understand..."

Oh well, must PRESS on...