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RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - Charon - 12-01-2021
RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - Charon - 12-01-2021
Lyrics
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes
And your silver cross and your voice like chimes
Oh, who do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well-protected at last
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass
And your flesh like silk and your face like glass
Who could they get to carry you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate, or sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace
And your basement clothes and your hollow face
Who among them did think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims
And your matchbook songs and your gypsy hymns
Who among them would try to impress you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate, or sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
The kings of Tyrus, with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss
And you wouldn't know it would have happened like this
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs
Who among them do you think could resist you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate, or sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you where the dead angels are that they used to hide
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
How could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm
And with the child of the hoodlum wrapped up in your arms
How could they ever have persuaded you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man's come
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate, or sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
With your sheet metal memory of Cannery Row
And your magazine husband who one day just had to go
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion in your fingertips now enfold
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul
Who among them could ever think he could destroy you?
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I leave them by your gate, or sad-eyed lady, should I wait?
RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - IceWizard - 12-04-2021
![[Image: mqdefault.jpg]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/F5hQVU9Fvvw/mqdefault.jpg)
Tom MacDonald
"NAKED"
![[Image: 41fc44cc0a8f85368d9c438ac5ed3d11.399x399x1.jpg]](https://images.genius.com/41fc44cc0a8f85368d9c438ac5ed3d11.399x399x1.jpg)
Tom MacDonald & Madchild
"D.R.U.G"
![[Image: mqdefault.jpg]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/-6Ildn2Dq2A/mqdefault.jpg)
Tom MacDonald
"SELLOUT"
![[Image: Tom-MacDonald-%E2%80%93-I-Dont-Care.jpg?...C300&ssl=1]](https://i1.wp.com/wiseloaded.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/Tom-MacDonald-%E2%80%93-I-Dont-Care.jpg?resize=300%2C300&ssl=1)
Tom MacDonald
"I Dont Care"
RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - Noonehere - 12-07-2021
RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - IceWizard - 12-07-2021
![[Image: Q3N8ZYI.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/Q3N8ZYI.jpg)
Suzanne Vega
Luka
(Official Video)
![[Image: nS9X9df.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/nS9X9df.jpg)
Martika
Toy Soldiers
(Official Video)
![[Image: lZtZKlk.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/lZtZKlk.jpg)
The Dead South
You Are My Sunshine
[Official Music Video]
![[Image: r8f9NCW.png]](https://i.imgur.com/r8f9NCW.png)
Aqua
Barbie Girl
(Official Music Video)
RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - willie33 - 12-13-2021
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RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - IceWizard - 12-13-2021
![[Image: RBXSwbf.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/RBXSwbf.jpg)
Jim Stafford
Spider and Snakes
![[Image: p2b9m9b.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/p2b9m9b.jpg)
JIM STAFFORD
Cow Patti (1981)
Original Studio Version
![[Image: vUeMeyW.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/vUeMeyW.jpg)
Jim Stafford
Wildwood Weed
![[Image: IfvM6t9.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/IfvM6t9.jpg)
Dr Hook and the Medicine Show
I Got Stoned And I Missed It
![[Image: g0wH7et.jpg]](https://i.imgur.com/g0wH7et.jpg)
Glenn Frey
Smuggler's Blues
RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - Charon - 12-13-2021
RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - Charon - 12-13-2021
RE: The Juke Box is OPEN - Charon - 12-17-2021
He Knows My Name
Song by Francesca Battistelli
Lyrics
Spent today in a conversation
In the mirror face to face with
Somebody less than perfect
I wouldn't choose me first if
I was looking for a champion
In fact I'd understand if
You picked everyone before me
But that's just not my story
True to who You are
You saw my heart
And made
Something out of nothing
I don't need my name in lights
I'm famous in my Father's eyes
Make no mistake
He knows my name
I'm not living for applause
I'm already so adored
It's all His stage
He knows my name oh, oh,
He knows my name oh, oh
I'm not meant to just stay quiet
I'm meant to be a lion
I'll roar beyond a song
With every moment that I've got
True to who You are
You saw my heart
And made
Something out of nothing
I don't need my name in lights
I'm famous in my Father's eyes
Make no mistake
He knows my name
I'm not living for applause
I'm already so adored
It's all His stage
He knows my name oh, oh,
He knows my name oh, oh
He calls me chosen, free forgiven, wanted, child of the King
His forever, held in treasure
I am loved
I don't need my name in lights
I'm famous in my Father's eyes
I don't need my name in lights
I'm famous in my Father's eyes
Make no mistake
He knows my name
I'm not living for applause
I'm already so adored
It's all His stage
He knows my name
He knows my name oh, oh
He knows my name