I had a fast car ‘til I got in to a crash
I had a big house ‘til I ran right out of cash
And when I looked around, all my friends where gone
I knew I had, just one thing, to keep me hangin’ on
And that was love, your love…
Only love, can take you higher
Only love, can bring you down
Only love, feeds the fire
That keeps me warm, when you’re not around
Oh I was up, so high, I walked on hallowed ground
But I fell down, so low, to hell I was surely bound
I said, lord please save me, that’s when you came along
You gave me, just one thing, to keep me hangin’ on
And that was love, your love…
Only love, can take you higher
Only love, can bring you down
Only love, feeds the fire
That keeps me warm, when you’re not around
There’s a cold wind blowin’, she’s alone
It’s late at night, she’s far from home
There’s no one to comfort her and hold her tight
There’s no one to love her and tell her it’s alright
Say a prayer for the lonely people
Say a prayer for you and me
We’re sailing stormy water
No sign of land, we’re lost at sea
Joe lives next door, it’s been a long time
When I shake his hand he says he’s just fine
But I look in his eyes and I can see his soul
Cryin’ out for someone with whom he’ll grow old
Say a prayer for the lonely people
Say a prayer for you and me
We’re sailing stormy water
No sign of land, we’re lost at sea
There’s a cold wind blowin’, times have changed
You put on your coat just to hide the pain
There’s so many people with no where to go
Living in a land that’s lost all its soul
Say a prayer for the lonely people
Say a prayer for you and me
We’re sailing stormy water
No sign of land, we’re lost at sea
You say it’s the end but it’s only the start
This cold world is gonna get hot
There ain’t no Shepherd ‘cause we’re all black sheep
The story’s just gettin’ to its plot
We’ve been going through these changes
For better or for worse
‘Come Together’ contradictions
When separating is our curse
One World, One Race
Is that supposed to be our saving grace?
No Colour, No Creed
Tell me why, why can’t this be?
We’re up in arms, you ask why?
Why can’t these people ever get along
And then you hear, the battle cry
As everybody sings their ‘freedom song’.
We’ve all got an answer
For what is and what should be
Segregation is the cancer
Upon which our anger feeds
One World, One Race
Is that supposed to be our saving grace?
No Colour, No Creed
Tell me why, why can’t this be?
Stopped off with the big man that night before the flight
In twenty four hours time I would be blinded by the light
But there was no one there to greet me, no ‘Cead Mile Failte’ at the door
I took a Greyhound down to Mickey’s and had a root beer by the shore
Now I’m supposed to be a stranger at the home of the brave
But here I’m sittin’ in the Thistle with a bud that I crave
She tells me she’s a singer, of operatic bent
Then she offered me a job and blew me off with good intent
It’s been a long, long way from Belfast to L.A.
Here I’m sittin’ in the arms of destiny
Who knows what I’ll find when I leave it all behind
Heading for that land of liberty
But the magic man he wanted me
To paint his American dream
While the colours all ran grey
When he vanished with the green
Back at Momma Licia’s, I was rocking in my chair
Pondering the thought of how some things they just ain’t fair
In the land of milk and honey it was time to place my bets
The crickets’ sunset serenade was a palm tree silhouette
It’s been a long, long way from Belfast to L.A.
Here I’m sittin’ in the arms of destiny
Who knows what I’ll find when I leave it all behind
Heading for that land of liberty
I met an Irish man from London he was just back from the war
He’d chased that dragon to Detroit, wasn’t sure what for
AWOL in the sixties man it must have been insane
But now he lives in LA LA Land and he turned out just the same
It’s been a long, long way from Belfast to L.A.
Here I’m sittin’ in the arms of destiny
Who knows what I’ll find when I leave it all behind
Heading for that land of liberty
And the magic man he wanted me
To paint his American dream
While the colours all ran grey
When he vanished with the green
It was wild on the Southside, of that there ain’t no doubt
I even met the coloured girls that Lou Reed sings about
One let me pluck her g-string, ah she liked to play along
And the brothers they got funky when this white boy sang his song
It’s been a long, long way from Belfast to L.A.
Here I’m sittin’ in the arms of destiny
Who knows what I’ll find when I leave it all behind
Heading for that land of liberty
When you need somebody
When you need someone
When times get tough and you need someone to love
Call my name and I’ll, I’ll be there
I’ll be there, when there’s no else around
I’ll pick you up when you’re feeling down
And if your mountain should crumble and fall into the sea
Call my name and I’ll be there
If you need somebody
If you need someone
When times get tough and you need someone to love
Call my name and I’ll, I’ll be there
I’ll be there, when there’s no else around
I’ll pick you up when you’re feeling down
And if your mountain should crumble and fall into the sea
Call my name and I’ll be there
Here comes your little rock star, all wrapped up with cause
Got his heart on his sleeve, gonna tell you what for
Words are for profit, he’ll shove them down your throat
While his bank balance soars in the name of rock’n’roll
You’re up on your Soapbox
You got no place to be
Up on your Soapbox
Lettin’ it Bleed, Bleed, Bleed
You’re up on your Soapbox
How does it feel?
Up on your Soapbox
The poor are getting sick, the rich are getting strong
And the left it want the right, to tell you that it’s wrong
But that wagon keeps on rolling, the band played on
They’ve got everybody singing that same sad song
Up on your Soapbox ….
Down on speakers’ corner, they’re trying to get it straight
The ‘Sandwich Man’ he says, it’s in the hands of fate
Back at city hall, the vote is coming in
A people’s voice gone mute, is a Politician’s sin
Our sons and daughters fight and fighting ain’t no fun
Innocence is lost, while wars are being won
But hey you’re free to make your speech, please don’t get me wrong
But a lot of people died so you could ramble on
Up on your Soapbox …
Suffering your own reality