Put another dime in the jukebox baby!

by Kismet 10 Replies latest social entertainment

  • Kismet
    Kismet

    Figured we should keep the cafe alive and kicking...

    Our first hit:

    Juke Box Hero
    Foreigner

    Standing in the rain, with his head hung low
    Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show
    Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene
    Put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream

    He heard one guitar, just blew him away
    He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day
    Bought a beat up six string in a secondhand store
    Didn't know how to play it, but he knew for sure

    That one guitar, felt good in his hands
    Didn't take long, to understand
    Just one guitar, slung way down low
    Was one way ticket, only one way to go

    So he started rockin'
    Ain't never gonna stop
    Gotta keep on rockin'
    Someday he's gonna make it to the top

    And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
    He's a juke box hero
    He took one guitar, juke box hero, stars in his eyes
    Juke box hero, he'll come alive tonight

    In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour
    Thought he passed his own shadow, by the backstage door
    Like a trip through the past, to that day in the rain
    And that one guitar made his whole life change

    Now he needs to keep rockin'
    He just can't stop
    Gotta keep on rockin'
    That boy has got to stay on top

    And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
    He's a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
    Yeah, juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
    With that one guitar he'll come alive
    Come alive tonight

    Yeah, he's gotta keep rockin'
    He just can't stop
    Gotta keep on rockin'
    That boy has got to stay on top

    And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
    He's a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes
    Just one guitar, put stars in his eyes
    He's just a juke box hero, aah aah aah
    Juke box hero, juke box hero, he's got stars in his eyes
    Stars in his eyes

  • Kismet
    Kismet

    This one is by request from Spidey.

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    Longest Time
    Billy Joel

    Oh, oh, oh
    For the longest time
    Oh, oh, oh
    For the longest time
    If you said goodbye to me tonight
    There would still be music left to write
    What else could I do
    I'm so inspired by you
    That hasn't happened for the longest time

    Once I thought my innocence was gone
    Now I know that happiness goes on
    That's where you found me
    When you put your arms around me
    I haven't been there for the longest time

    Oh, oh, oh
    For the longest time
    Oh, oh, oh
    For the longest time
    I'm that voice you're hearing in the hall
    And the greatest miracle of all
    Is how I need you
    And how you needed me too
    That hasn't happened for the longest time

    Maybe this won't last very long
    But you feel so right
    And I could be wrong
    Maybe I've been hoping too hard
    But I've gone this far
    And it's more that I hoped for

    Who knows how much further we'll go on
    Maybe I'll be sorry when you're gone
    I'll take my chances
    I forgot how nice romance is
    I haven't been there for the longest time
    I had second thoughts at the start
    I said to myself
    Hold on to your heart
    Now I know the woman that you are
    You're wonderful so far
    And it's more that I hoped for

    I don't care what consequence it brings
    I have been a fool for lesser things
    I want you so bad
    I think you ought to know that
    I intend to hold you for
    The longest time

  • Kismet
    Kismet

    Apologies for the poorly done ascii art.

  • Seven
    Seven

    It's good to see the cafe alive and well. Here's a request from Mary Jane-another Billy Joel selection:

    Blonde Over Blue
    (blonde.mid)

    Some days when I'm far away
    In a lonely room in a cold seclusion
    Some nights when I'm wound so tight
    There is no release, there is no solution
    In hell there's a big hotel
    Where the bar just closed and the windows never opened
    No phone so you can't call home
    And the TV works, but the clicker is broken
    But in the darkness I see your light turned on
    You know my weakness, you know how I respond to

    CHORUS
    Blonde over blue
    Your hands are cold, your eyes are fire
    Blonde over blue
    They shine as though you're burning inside
    One word from you is all I need to be inspired
    Blonde over blue
    I need your inspiration tonight

    These days there's a million ways
    To be pulled and torn, to be misdirected
    These times there are sins and crimes
    On the morning shows for the disconnected
    I look and I write my book
    And I walk away with the wrong impressions
    I don't care 'cause I've done my share
    And I need some time for my own obsessions
    It doesn't matter, I've let that life go by
    It's been forgotten 'cause all I wanted was you

    CHORUS

    These days not a damn soul prays
    And there is no faith 'cause there's nothing to believe in
    These days only good luck pays
    If we don't get paid then we try to get even
    I look and I write my book
    And I have my say and I draw conclusions
    Some nights when I'm wound so tight
    There is no release, there is no solution
    But in the darkness I see your light turned on
    You know my weakness, you know how I respond to

    CHORUS

    Keeping an open mind is virtue-but not so open that your brains fall out.-James Oberg

  • Claire
    Claire

    Spidey,

    I'm waiting patiently for my dedication and flower if you and Mary Jane ever come up for air.

  • Kismet
    Kismet

    Here's a special dedication going out to Claire (theme song??)from your buddy Mackenzie... LOL :p

    Meredith Brooks (Blurring the Edges)

    I hate the world today
    Your so good to me, I know
    but I can't change
    Tried to tell you but you looked at me
    like maybe I'm an angel underneath
    innocent and sweet
    Yesterday I cried
    You must have been relieved to see the softer side
    I can understand how you'd be so confused
    I don't envy you
    I'm a little bit of everything
    all rolled into one
    I'm a bitch
    I'm a lover
    I'm a child
    I'm a mother
    I'm a sinner
    I'm a saint
    I do not feel ashamed
    I'm your hell
    I'm you dream
    I'm nothing in between
    You know you wouldn't want it any other way
    So take me as I am
    This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man
    Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous
    And I'm going to extremes
    Tomorrow I will change
    and today won't mean a thing
    I'm a bitch
    I'm a lover
    I'm a child
    I'm a mother
    I'm a sinner
    I'm a saint
    I do not feel ashamed
    I'm your hell
    I'm you dream
    I'm nothing in between
    You know you wouldn't want it any other way
    Just when you think you got me figured out
    The season's already changin'
    I think it's cool you do whatcha do
    and don't try to save me
    I'm a bitch
    I'm a lover
    I'm a child
    I'm a mother
    I'm a sinner
    I'm a saint
    I do not feel ashamed
    I'm your hell
    I'm you dream
    I'm nothing in between
    You know you wouldn't want it any other way
    I'm a bitch
    I'm a tease
    I'm a goddess on my knees
    When you're hurt
    When you suffer
    I'm your angel undercover
    I've been numb
    I'm revived
    Can't say I'm not alive
    You know I wouldn't want it ANY other way

    And we wouldn't want you any other way. You are one of the good peoples!!! But I promise not to tell too many people!! :)

  • Roamingfeline
    Roamingfeline

    Oooh.. I just love Billy Joel's music.

    RCat

  • Seven
    Seven

    An oldie but a favorite of mine.

    PLEASE COME TO BOSTON-Dave Loggins

    Please come to Boston for the spring time.
    I'm stayin' here with some friends
    And they've got lots of room.
    You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
    By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon.
    Please come to Boston.
    She said, "No.
    You come home to me."

    And she said, "Hey, ramblin' boy,
    Why don't you settle down?
    Boston ain't your kind of town.
    There ain't no gold and
    There ain't nobody like me.
    I'm the number one fan
    Of the man from Tennessee."

    Please come to Denver with the snow fall.
    We'll move up into the mountains so far
    That we can't be found.
    And throw "I love you" echoes down the canyon
    And then lie awake at night until they come back around.
    Please come to Denver.
    She said, "No.
    Boy, would you come home to me?"

    And she said, "Hey, ramblin' boy,
    Why don't you settle down?
    Denver ain't your kind of town.
    There ain't no gold and
    There ain't nobody like me.
    I'm the number one fan
    Of the man from Tennessee."

    Now, this drifter's world goes 'round and 'round
    And I doubt it's ever gonna stop,
    But of all the dreams I've lost or found
    And all that I ain't got.
    I still need to lean to
    Somebody I can sing to.

    Please come to L. A. and live forever.
    California life if just too hard to break.
    I live in a house that looks out over the ocean.
    And there's some stars that fell from the sky
    Livin' up on the hill.
    Please come to L. A.
    She just said, "No.
    Boy, won't you come home to me?"

    And she said, "Hey, ramblin' boy,
    Why don't you settle down?
    L. A. can't be your kind of town.
    There ain't no gold and
    There ain't nobody like me.
    No, no, I'm the number one fan
    Of the man from Tennessee.
    I'm the number one fan
    Of the man from Tennessee."

    Claire, Welcome to the board.

  • Seven
    Seven

    Happy Thursday!! Here's one dedicated to...

    Sometimes When We Touch
    ( Dan Hill )

    You ask me if I love you
    And I choke on my reply
    I'd rather hurt you honestly
    Than mislead you with a lie
    And who am I to judge you
    On what you say or do?
    I'm only just beginning to see the real you

    And sometimes when we touch
    The honesty's too much
    And I have to close my eyes and hide
    I wanna hold you til I die
    Til we both break down and cry
    I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides

    Romance and all its strategy
    Leaves me battling with my pride
    But through the insecurity
    Some tenderness survives
    I'm just another writer
    Still trapped within my truth
    A hesitant prize fighter
    Still trapped within my youth

    And sometimes when we touch
    The honesty's too much
    And I have to close my eyes and hide
    I wanna hold you til I die
    Til we both break down and cry
    I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides

    At times I'd like to break you
    And drive you to your knees
    At times I'd like to break through
    And hold you endlessly

    At times I understand you
    And I see how hard you've tried
    I've watched while love commands you
    And I've watched love pass you by

    At times I think we're drifters
    Still searching for a friend
    A brother or a sister
    But then the passion flares again

    And sometimes when we touch
    The honesty's too much
    And I have to close my eyes and hide
    I wanna hold you til I die
    Til we both break down and cry
    I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides

  • Kismet
    Kismet

    Blowing the dust off this pair of oldies:

    First ole Blue Eyes himself

    Frank Sinatra

    And now the end is near
    And so I face the final curtain
    My friend, I'll say it dear
    I'll state my case of which I'm certain
    I've lived a life that's full
    I traveled each and every highway
    And more, much more than this
    I did it my way

    Regrets, I've had a few
    But then again too few to mention
    I did what I had to do
    And saw it through without exemption
    I planned each chartered course
    Each careful step along the byway
    And more, much more than this
    I did it my way
    Yes there were times I'll sure you knew
    When I bit off more than I could chew
    But through it all when there was doubt
    I ate it up and spit out
    I faced it all and I stood tall
    And did it my way

    I've loved, I've laughed and cried
    I've had my fill, my share of losing
    And now as tears subside
    I find it all so amusing
    To think I did all that
    And may I say not in a shy way
    Oh, no, oh no not me
    I did it my way

    For what is a man, what has he got
    If not himself then he has naught
    To say the things he truly feels
    And not the words of one who kneels
    The did it my way
    Yes, it was my way

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