Neil Young
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After The Goldrush
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights
In armor coming,
Saying something about a queen.
There were peasants singing and
Drummers
drumming
And the archer split the tree.
There was a fanfare blowing
To
the sun
That was floating on the breeze.
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies.
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the
nineteen seventies.
I was lying in a burned out basement
With the full moon in
my eyes.
I was hoping for replacement
When the sun burst thru the sky.
There was a band playing in my head
And I felt like getting high.
I was
thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie.
Thinking about what a
Friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie.
Well, I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In
the yellow haze of the sun,
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones.
All in a dream, all in a dream
The loading had
begun.
They were flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home in the
sun.
Flying Mother Nature's
Silver seed to a new home.
Loner
He's a perfect stranger,
Like a cross
of himself and a
fox.
He's a feeling arranger
And a changer
of the ways he talks.
He's the unforeseen danger
The keeper of
the key to the locks.
Know
when you see him,
Nothing can free him.
Step aside, open wide,
It's the
loner.
If you see him in the subway,
He'll be down
at the end
of the car.
Watching you move
Until he knows
he knows who you are.
When you get off
at your station alone,
He'll know that you are.
Know
when you see him,
Nothing can free him.
Step aside, open wide,
It's the
loner.
There was a woman he knew
About a year or so ago.
She
had something
that he needed
And he pleaded
with her not to go.
On
the day that she left,
He died,
but it did not show.
Know when you see
him,
Nothing can free him.
Step aside, open wide,
It's the loner.
Birds
Lover,
there will be another one
Who'll hover
over
you beneath the sun
Tomorrow
see the things
that never come
Today
When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the
things you know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to go
It's over, it's over.
Nestled
in your wings my little one
This special
morning brings another sun
Tomorrow
see the things
that never come
Today
When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the
things you know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to go
It's over, it's over.
Harvest
Did I see you down
in a young girl's town
With your
mother in so much pain?
I was almost there
at the top of the stairs
With her screamin' in the rain.
Did she wake you up
to tell you that
It was only a
change of plan?
Dream up, dream up,
let me fill your cup
With the
promise of a man.
Did I see you walking with the boys
Though it was not hand
in hand?
And was some black face
in a lonely place
When you could
understand?
Did she wake you up
to tell you that
It was only a
change of plan?
Dream up, dream up,
let me fill your cup
With the
promise of a man.
Will I see you give
more than I can take?
Will I only
harvest some?
As the days fly past
will we lose our grasp
Or fuse it in
the sun?
Did she wake you up
to tell you that
It was only a
change of plan?
Dream up, dream up,
let me fill your cup
With the
promise of a man.
Heart Of Gold
I want to live,
I want to give
I've been a miner
for
a heart of gold.
It's these expressions
I never give
That keep me
searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed
the ocean
for a heart of gold
I've been in my mind,
it's such a fine
line
That keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keeps me searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm getting old.
Keep me searching
for a heart of gold
You keep me
searching
for a heart of gold
And I'm growing old.
I've been a miner
for a heart of gold.
A Man Needs A Maid
My life is changing
in so many ways
I don't know who
to trust anymore
There's a shadow running
thru my days
Like a beggar
going
from door to door.
I was thinking that
maybe I'd get a maid
Find a place
nearby
for her to stay.
Just someone
to keep my house clean,
Fix my
meals and go away.
A maid. A man needs a maid.
A maid.
It's hard to make that change
When life and love
turns
strange.
And old.
To give a love,
you gotta live a love.
To live a love,
you gotta be "part of"
When will I see you again?
A while ago somewhere
I don't know when
I was watching
a movie with a friend.
I fell in love with the actress.
She was playing a
part
that I could understand.
A maid. A man needs a maid.
A maid.
When will I see you
again?
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?
Southern Man
Southern man
better keep your head
Don't forget
what
your good book said
Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man
I saw cotton
and I saw black
Tall white mansions
and
little shacks.
Southern man
when will you
pay them back?
I heard
screamin'
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?
Southern man
better keep your head
Don't forget
what
your good book said
Southern change
gonna come at last
Now your crosses
are burning fast
Southern man
Lily Belle,
your hair is golden brown
I've seen your
black man
comin' round
Swear by God
I'm gonna cut him down!
I heard
screamin'
and bullwhips cracking
How long? How long?
Last Dance
Wake up! It's a Monday morning
No time left to say goodbye
Can't breathe
and the lights are changing.
You can live your own life
Making it happen
Working on your own time
Laid back and laughin'
Oh no,
oh no.
Headlights,
make it home by sundown
Feeling that the day
is through
Return back
to where you come from
You can live your own
life
Making it happen
Working on your own time
Laid back and laughin'
Oh no, oh no.
You wake up in the mornin'
And the sun's comin' up.
Its
been up for hours
and hours and hours
And hours and hours and hours
It's been up for hours
and hours and hours
And you light up the stove
And the coffee cup, its hot.
And the orange juice
is cold, cold, cold
Monday morning,
Wake up, wake up,
wake up, wake up
Its time to go,
Time to go to work.
You can live your own life
Making it happen
Working on
your own time
Laid back and laughin'
Oh no, oh no.
No, no, no.
Ambulance Blues
Back in the old folky days
The air was magic when we
played.
The riverboat was rockin'
in the rain
Midnight was the time
for the raid.
Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela,
They tore you down and
plowed you under.
You're only real
with your make-up on
How could I see
you
and stay too long?
All along the Navajo Trail,
Burn-outs stub their toes
on
garbage pails.
Waitresses are cryin'
in the rain
Will their boyfriends
pass this way again?
Oh, Mother Goose,
she's on the skids
Shoe ain't happy,
neither are the kids.
She needs someone
that she can scream at
And I'm
such a heel
for makin' her feel so bad.
I guess I'll call it
sickness gone
It's hard to say
the meaning of this song.
An ambulance can only
go so fast
It's easy to
get buried
in the past
When you try to make
a good thing last.
I saw today
in the entertainment section
There's room at
the top
for private detection.
To Mom and Dad
this just doesn't matter,
But it's either that
or pay off the kidnapper.
So all you critics sit alone
You're no better than me
for what you've shown.
With your stomach pump and
your hook and ladder
dreams
We could get together
for some scenes.
I never knew a man
could tell so many lies
He had a
different story
for every set of eyes.
How can he remember
who he's
talkin' to?
'Cause I know it ain't me,
and I hope it isn't you.
Well, I'm up in T.O.
keepin' jive alive,
And out on the
corner
it's half past five.
But the subways are empty
And so are the
cafes.
Except for the Farmer's Market
And I still can hear him
say:
You're all just pissin'
in the wind
You don't know it but you are.
And there ain't nothin'
like a friend
Who can tell you
you're just pissin'
in the wind.
I never knew a man
could tell so many lies
He had a
different story
for every set of eyes
How can he remember
who he's
talking to?
Cause I know it ain't me,
and hope it isn't you.
Tired Eyes
Well he shot four men
in a cocaine deal
And he left them
lyin' in an open field
Full of old cars
with bullet holes
in the
mirrors.
He tried to do his best
but he could not.
Please take my advice,
please take my advice
Please take
my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Well, it wasn't
supposed to go
down that way.
But
they burned his brother,
you know,
And they left him lying
in the
driveway.
They let him down with nothin'.
He tried to do his best
but
he could not.
Please take my advice,
please take my advice
Please take
my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Well tell me more,
tell me more,
tell me more
I mean
was he a heavy doper
or was he just a loser?
He was a friend of yours.
What do you mean,
he had bullet holes
in his mirrors?
He tried to do
his best
but he could not.
Please take my advice,
please take my advice
Please take
my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Please take my advice,
please take my advice
Please take
my advice.
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
Stupid Girl
You're just a stupid girl
You really got a lot to learn
Start living again
Forget about remembering
You're such a stupid girl.
You're such a beautiful fish
Floppin' on the summer sand
Lookin' for the wave you missed
When another one is close at hand
You're
such a stupid girl.
You're such a stupid girl.
I saw you in Mercedes Benz
Practicing self-defense
You
got it pretty good I guess
I couldn't see your eyes
You're really stupid,
girl.
You're such a stupid girl.
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László Zoltán 2012
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