In Flanders Fields

by Lt. Col. John McCrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

It's the End of the World As We Know It

by Michael Stipe

That's great, it starts with an earthquake
Birds and snakes, an aeroplane
Lenny Bruce is not afraid

Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn
World serves its own needs, don't misserve your own needs
Feed it up a knock, speed, grunt, no, strength
The ladder starts to clatter with a fear of height, down, height
Wire in a fire, represent the seven games
And a government for hire and a combat site
Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry
With the Furies breathing down your neck

Team by team, reporters baffled, trumped, tethered, cropped
Look at that low plane, fine, then
Uh oh, overflow, population, common group
But it'll do, save yourself, serve yourself
World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed
Tell me with the Rapture and the reverent in the right, right
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light
Feeling pretty psyched

It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
And I feel fine

Six o'clock, T.V. hour, don't get caught in foreign tower
Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn
Lock him in uniform, book burning, bloodletting
Every motive escalate, automotive incinerate
Light a candle, light a motive, step down, step down
Watch your heel crush, crush, uh oh
This means no fear, cavalier, renegade and steering clear
A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline

The other night I dreamt a nice continental drift divide
Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein
Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs
Birthday party, cheesecake, jellybean, boom
You symbiotic, patriotic, slam but neck, right? Right!

It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
And I feel fine

Joy

by Tom Marshall

Joy is over there in her incredible clothes
She has silver silk shimmering down to her toes
I was doing the best that I can, I suppose
But that little girl dancer eventually grows
She grows

You can't imagine all the times that I tried
To uncover the source of the tears that you cried
Let's throw it away and just go for a ride
And you'd say ok but you'd keep it inside
And I tried

We want you to be happy
Don't live inside the gloom
We want you to be happy
Come step outside your room
We want you to be happy
'Cause this is your song, too

I never thought I could have it so good
You were the song that my soul understood
But time is a river that flows through the woods
And it led us to places we both understood
Would be gone before too long

When we were young we thought life was a game
But then somebody leaves you, and you're never the same
All of the places and people belong
To the puzzle, but one of the pieces is gone
And it's you, Joy, it's you

In time we'll weather this storm
Inside together you'll see the change
When the sun shines through

We want you to be happy
Don't live inside the gloom
We want you to be happy
Come step outside your room
We want you to be happy
'Cause this is your song, too

Frozen Fear

by Warren Haynes

Saw you from the corner of my eye
I know loneliness when I see it
Normally I'm not the hero type
But there was something between us
I could feel it

So I thought I'd throw you a line
I've needed one myself so many times
Now here were are, somewhere
Between 'thankful' and 'where do we go now?'

I know you're just running scared
And after all you've been through
You've got to beware
But don't be afraid to live your life, my dear
Unwillingness is just frozen fear

Find someplace soft and warm
I know we all need a little shelter from the storm
Times like these, you've got to leave it all behind
And know a new sun is gonna rise and shine

I know you think it can't be done
But every moment a new life is begun
People rise above everyday
Things that you and I will never have to face

Hold onto me if you need to
I know the river's deep and wide
Trust in me, I'll see you through
And I'll be there on the other side

I know you're just running scared
And after all you've been through
You've got to beware
But don't be afraid to live your life, my dear
Unwillingness is just frozen fear

Why Do You Let Me Stay Here?

by Zooey Deschanel

Why do you let me stay here
All by myself?
Why don't you come and play here?
I'm just sitting on the shelf

Why don't you sit right down and stay a while?
We like the same things, and I like your style
It's not a secret
Why do you keep it?
I'm just sitting on the shelf

I've gotta get your presence
Let's make it known
I think you're just so pleasant
I would like you for my own

Why don't you sit right down and make me smile?
You make me feel like I am just a child
Why do you edit?
Just give me credit
I'm just sitting on the shelf

The Village Green Preservation Society

by Ray Davies

We are the Village Green Preservation Society
God save Donald Duck, vaudeville, and variety
We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society
God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties

Preserving the old ways from being abused
Protecting the new ways for me and for you
What more can we do?

We are the Draught Beer Preservation Society
God save Mrs. Mopps and good Old Mother Riley
We are the Custard Pie Appreciation Consortium
God save the George Cross and all those who were awarded them

We are the Sherlock Holmes English-Speaking Vernacular
Help save Fu Manchu, Moriarty, and Dracula
We are the Office Block Persecution Affinity
God save little shops, china cups, and virginity

We are the Skyscraper Condemnation Affiliates
God save Tudor houses, antique tables, and billiards

Preserving the old ways from being abused
Protecting the new ways for me and for you
What more can we do?

Cowgirl in the Sand

by Neil Young

Hello cowgirl in the sand
Is this place at your command?
Can I stay here for a while?
Can I see your sweet, sweet smile?

Hello ruby in the dust
Has your band begun to rust?
After all the sin we've had
I was hoping that we'd turn back

Hello woman of my dreams
Is this not the way it seems?
Purple words on a grey background
To be a woman and to be turned down

Old enough now to change your name
When so many love you, is it the same?
It's the woman in you
That makes you want to play this game