Neiskoen

G

May God bless and keep you always

C G

May your wishes all come true

May you always do for others

A A/G D

And let others do for you

G

May you build a ladder to the stars

C Am

And climb on every rung

G D C

And may you stay forever young

G D C G

May you stay forever young

May you grow up to be righteous

May you grow up to be true

May you always know the truth

And see the lights surrounding you

May you always be courageous

Stand upright and be strong

And may you stay forever young

May you stay forever young

May your hands always be busy

May your feet always be swift

May you have a strong foundation

When the winds of changes shift

May your heart always be joyful

May your song always be sung

May you stay forever young

May you stay forever young

We’ve all seen a man at the liquor store beggin’ for your change

The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange

He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes

“Get a job, you fucking slob,” is all he replies

God forbid, you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes

‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to sing the blues

Then you really might know what it’s like

Then you really might know what it’s like

Then you really might know what it’s like

Then you really might know what it’s like

Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love

He said, “Don’t worry about a thing, baby doll

I’m the man you’ve been dreaming of”

But 3 months later, he say he won’t date her or return her calls

And she swear, “Goddamn, if I find that man, I’m cuttin’ off his balls”

And then she heads for the clinic

And she gets some static walking through the door

They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner

And they call her a whore

God forbid, you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes

‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to have to choose

Then you really might know what it’s like

Then you really might know what it’s like

Then you really might know what it’s like

Then you really might know what it’s like

I’ve seen a rich man beg, I’ve seen a good man sin

I’ve seen a tough man cry, I’ve seen a loser win

And a sad man grin, I heard an honest man lie

I’ve seen the good side of bad and the downside of up

And everything between

I licked the silver spoon, drank from the golden cup

And smoked the finest green

I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times

Before I broke their heart

You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start

I knew this kid named Max

Who used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs

He liked to hang out late

He liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs

Until late one night, there was a big old fight and Max lost his head

He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead

Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain

You know it comes that way

At least that’s what they say when you play the game

God forbid, you ever had to wake up to hear the news

‘Cause then you really might know what it’s like to have to lose

Then you really might know what it’s like

Then you really might know what it’s like

Then you really might know what it’s like to have to lose

SONGWRITERS

SCHRODY, ERIK

I’m only happy when it rains

I’m only happy when it’s complicated

And though I know you can’t appreciate it

I’m only happy when it rains

You know I love it when the news is bad

Why it feels so good to feel so sad

I’m only happy when it rains

Pour your misery down; Pour your misery down on me

Pour your misery down; Pour your misery down on me

I’m only happy when it rains

I feel good when things are going wrong

I only listen to the sad, sad songs

I’m only happy when it rains

I only smile in the dark

My only comfort is the night gone black

I didn’t accidentally tell you that

I’m only happy when it rains

You’ll get the message by the time I’m through

When I complain about me and you

I’m only happy when it rains

Pour your misery down… Pour your misery down

Pour your misery down on me… Pour your misery down

Pour your misery down… Pour your misery down

Pour your misery down on me… Pour your misery down

Pour your misery down… Pour your misery down

Pour your misery down on me… Pour your misery down

Pour your misery down… Pour

You can keep me company

As long as you don’t care

I’m only happy when it rains

You want to hear about my new obsession

I’m riding high upon a deep depression

I’m only happy when it rains… Pour some misery down on me

I’m only happy when it rains…. Pour some misery down on me

I’m only happy when it rains… Pour some misery down on me

I’m only happy when it rains… Pour some misery down on me

I’m only happy when it rains… Pour some misery down on me… Pour some misery down on me… Pour some misery down on me… Pour some misery down on me,

I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping

While my guitar gently weeps

I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping

Still my guitar gently weeps.

I don’t know why nobody told you

How to unfold your love

I don’t know how someone controlled you

They bought and sold you.

I look at the world and I notice it’s turning

While my guitar gently weeps

With every mistake we must surely be learning

Still my guitar gently weeps.

I don’t know how you were diverted

You were perverted too

I don’t know how you were inverted

No one alerted you.

I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping

While my guitar gently weeps

Look at you all

Still my guitar gently weeps.

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ByAm giving you no time Ginstead of it Amall

Till the Ampain is so big you feel Gnothing at Amall

AAm working class hero is Gsomething toAm be

AAm working classG hero is Dsomething toAm be

TheyAm hurt you at home and theyG hit you atAm school

TheyAm hate you if you’re clever and they desGpise aAm fool

Till you’reAm so fuckin’ crazy, you can’t Gfollow theAm rules

AAm working class hero is Gsomething toAm be

AAm working classG hero is Dsomething toAmi be

When they’veAm tortured and scared you forG twenty oddAm years

AmThen they expect you toG pick up a carAmeer

When youAm can’t really function, you’reG so full ofAm fear

AAm working class hero is Gsomething toAm be

AAm working classG hero is Dsomething toAmi be

Keep youAm doped with religion andG sex andAm TV

YouAmi think you’re so clever andG classless andAm free

But you’reAmi still fuckin’ peasants asG far as I canAm see

AAm working class hero is Gsomething toAm be

AAm working classG hero is Dsomething toAmi be

There’sAm a room at the top, they areG telling youAm still

ButAmi first you must learn how toG smile when youAm kill

IfAmi you want to be like theG folks on theAm hill

AAm working class hero is Gsomething toAm be

AAm working classG hero is Dsomething toAmi be

If youAm want to be a Ghero well justD followAm me

If youAm want to be a Ghero well justD followAm me

“This Time Tomorrow” as written by and Raymond Douglas Davies….

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This time tomorrow where will we be

On a spaceship somewhere sailing across an empty sea

This time tomorrow what will we know

Well we still be here watching an in-flight movie show

I’ll leave the sun behind me and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by

Seven miles below ma I can see the world and it ain’t so big at all

This time tomorrow what will we see

Field full of houses, endless rows of crowded streets

I don’t where I’m going, I don’t want to see

I feel the world below me looking up at me

Leave the sun behind me, and watch the clouds as they sadly pass me by

And I’m in perpetual motion and the world below doesn’t matter much to me

This time tomorrow where will we be

On a spaceship somewhere sailing across any empty sea

This time tomorrow, this time tomorrow