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Posted 23 August 2004 - 10:57 PM

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Summertime Blues (Eddie Cochran)
Heart Full of Soul (The Yardbirds)
For What It's Worth (Buffalo Springfield)
The Seeker (The Who)
Mr. Soul (Buffalo Springfield)
Seven And Seven Is (Love)
Shapes Of Things (The Yardbirds)
Crossroads (Robert Johnson)


Summertime Blues

Well, I'm gonna raise a fuss,
Yes I'm a gonna raise a holler
About working all summer
Just to try to earn a dollar
Well I went to the boss man
And tried to get a break...
("He said, "No, dice, bud
You gotta work late")

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Well my mom and poppa told me
"Son you gotta earn some money,
If you want to use the car
To go ridin next Sunday."
Well I wouldn't go to work
Told the boss I was sick...
(They said, "Now you can't use the car
Cause you didn't work a lick")

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues

Im gonna take two weeks
Im gonna have a fine vacation
Gonna take my problems
To the United Nations
Well I went to my congressman
And he said, quote...
("I'd love to help you, son
But you're too young to vote")

Sometimes I wonder what I'm gonna do
Cause there ain't no cure for the summertime blues



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Heart Full Of Soul

Sick at heart and lonely,
Deep in dark despair
Thinking one thought only-
Where is she tell me where
And if she says to you
She don't love me
Just give her my message
Tell her of my plea

And I know if she had me back again
Well I would never make her sad
I've gotta heart full of soul

She's been gone such a long time
Longer than I can bear
But if she says she wants me
Tell her that I'll be there
And if she says to you
She don't love me
Just give her my message
Tell her of my plea.



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For What It's Worth

There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware

I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind

I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side

It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down

Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away

We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down



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The Seeker

I looked under chairs
I looked under tables
I try to find the key
To fifty million fables

They call me the seeker
I've been searchin' low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

I asked Bobby Dylan
I asked the Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary
But he couldn't help me either

They call me the seeker
I've been searchin' low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

People tend to hate me
Cause I never smile
As I ransack their homes they wanna shake my hand
Focusin' on nowhere, investigatin' miles
I'm a seeker, I'm a really desperate man

I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die

I learned how to raise my voice in anger
Yeah but look at my face, ain't this a smile
I'm happy when life's good, and when it's bad I cry
I got values but I don't know how or why

I'm lookin' for me
You're lookin' for you
We're lookin' at each other and we don't know what to do

They call me the seeker
I've been searchin' low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after
Till the day I die



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Mr. Soul

Oh, hello, Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason
For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season
Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin'
I'll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on

I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her
Any girl in the world could have easily known me better
She said "you're strange, but don't change," and I let her

In a while, will the smile on my face turn to plaster?
Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster
For the race of my head and my face is moving much faster
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why don't you ask her?



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Seven and Seven Is

When I was a boy I thought about the times I'd be a man
I'd sit inside a bottle and pretend that I was in a jam
In my lonely room I'd sit my mind in an ice cream cone
You can throw me if you wanna 'cause I'm a bone and I go

And I go "Oop-ip-ip, oop-ip-ip, yeah."

If I don't start cryin' it's because that I have got no eyes
My father's in the fireplace and my dog lies hypnotized
Through a crack of light I was unable to find my way
Trapped inside a night but I'm a day and I go

And I go "Oop-ip-ip, oop-ip-ip, yeah."

When I was a boy I thought about the times I'd be a man
I'd sit inside a bottle and pretend that I was in a can
Through a crack of light I was unable to find my way
Trapped inside a night but I'm a day

And I go "Oop-ip-ip, oop-ip-ip, yeah."



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Shapes Of Things

Shapes of things before my eyes,
Just teach me to despise.
Will time make men more wise?
Here within my lonely frame,
My eyes just hurt my brain.
But will it seem the same?

Come tomorrow, will I be older?
Come tomorrow, may be a soldier.
Come tomorrow, may I be bolder than today?

Now the trees are almost green.
But will they still be seen?
When time and tide have been.
Fall into your passing hands.
Please don't destroy these lands.
Don't make them desert sands.

Soon I hope that I will find,
Thoughts deep within my mind.
That won't disgrace my kind.



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Crossroads

I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
I went to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
Asked the Lord above, have mercy now, save poor Bob if you please

Standin' at the crossroads, tried to flag a ride
Whee-hee, I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me, everybody pass me by

Standin' at the crossroads, risin' sun goin' down
Standin' at the crossroads baby, the risin' sun goin' down
I believe to my soul now, po' Bob is sinkin' down

You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
You can run, you can run, tell my friend Willie Brown
That I got the crossroad blues this mornin', Lord, baby I'm sinkin' down

I went to the crossroad, mama, I looked east and west
I went to the crossroad, babe, I looked east and west
Lord, I didn't have no sweet woman, ooh well, babe, in my distress

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