Magic

by Ric Ocasek

Summer
It turns me upside down
Summer, summer, summer
It's like a merry-go-round

I see you under the midnight
All shackles and bows
High shoes with the cleats a-clicking
A temperamental glow
How could you let me go?

Oh, I've got a hold on you
I've got a hold on you
I've got a hold on you tonight
Oh, I've got a hold on you
I've got a hold on you
That's right

Oh oh, it's magic
When I'm with you
Oh oh, it's magic
Just a little magic
You know it's true
I've got a hold on you

Oh, twisted
Under, sideways, down
I know you're getting twisted
And you can't calm down

I see you under the midnight
Love darts in your eyes
How far can you take it
Till you realize
There's magic in your eyes

Oh oh, it's magic
When I'm with you
Oh oh, it's magic
Just a little bit of
Magic pulls me through
I've got a hold on you

Indians Baseball Song

by Sammy Watkins

So let's go, go, go to the Indians ballgame
And we'll root, cheer, try, try to win every game
Take your beau, your gal, your Suzy and Sal to the ballgame
You'll be king and a queen for a day when the Indians play

Take a walk, take a bus, take your car
It's not far from wherever you are
Hear the crack of the bat and the roar of the crowd
Be an Indians fan and be proud

So let's go, go, go to the Indians ballgame
And we'll root, and we'll cheer, and we'll try, try to win every game

Sunny Afternoon

by Ray Davies

The taxman's taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
And I can't sail my yacht
He's taken everything I got
All I've got is this sunny afternoon

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze
I've got a big fat mama trying to break me
And I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime

My girlfriend's run off with my car
And gone back to her ma and pa
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty
Now I'm sitting here
Sipping at my ice cold beer
Lazing on a sunny afternoon

Help me, help me, help me sail away
Give me two good reasons why I ought to stay
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
In the summertime

Centerfield

by John Fogerty

Beat the drum and hold the phone
The sun came out today
We're born again, there's new grass on the field
Roundin' third and headed for home
It's a brown-eyed handsome man
Anyone can understand the way I feel

Put me in coach
I'm ready to play today
Look at me, I can be centerfield

I spent some time in the Mudville Nine
Watching it from the bench
I took some lumps when the Mighty Case struck out
So say hey, Willie, tell the Cobb
And Joe DiMaggio
Don't say it ain't so: you know the time is now

Put me in coach
I'm ready to play today
Look at me, I can be centerfield

Got a beat-up glove, a home-made bat
And a brand new pair of shoes
I think it's time to give this game a ride
Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all
A moment in the sun
It's gone and you can tell that one good-bye

What the Bird Said Early in the Year

by C.S. Lewis

I heard in Addison’s Walk a bird sing clear:
This year the summer will come true. This year. This year.

Winds will not strip the blossom from the apple trees
This year, nor want of rain destroy the peas.

This year time’s nature will no more defeat you,
Nor all the promised moments in their passing cheat you.

This time they will not lead you round and back
To Autumn, one year older, by the well-worn track.

This year, this year, as all these flowers foretell,
We shall escape the circle and undo the spell.

Often deceived, yet open once again your heart,
Quick, quick, quick, quick!—the gates are drawn apart.

AKA... What a Life!

by Noel Gallagher

Someday you might find your hero
Some say you might lose your mind
I'm keeping my head down now for the summer
I'm out of my mind, man, pour me another
I'm going to take that tiger outside for a ride

What a life!
What a life!

Keep on chasing down that rainbow
You never know what you might find
Over the sunset, on the horizon
It may be a dream, but it tastes like poison
I'm going to take that tiger outside for a ride

What a life!
What a life!

Sloop John B

Traditional

We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me
Around Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night
Got into a fight
Well, I feel so broke up
I want to go home

So hoist up the John B's sail
See how the mainsail sets
Call for the captain ashore
Let me go home
I want to go home
Well, I feel so broke up
I want to go home

The first mate he got drunk
And broke in the captain's trunk
The constable had to come and take him away
Sheriff John Stone
Why don't you leave me alone?
Well, I feel so broke up
I wanna go home

The poor cook he caught the fits
And threw away all my grits
And then he took and he ate up all of my corn
Let me go home
Why don't they let me go home?
This is the worst trip
I've ever been on

Lazy Old Sun

by Ray Davies

Lazy old sun
What have you done to summertime?
Hiding away
Behind all those misty thunder clouds

I don't mind
To spend my time
Looking for you
For you are my one reality
When I'm dead and gone
Your light will shine eternally
Sunny rain, shine my way
Kiss me with one ray of light from your lazy old sun

You make the rainbows
And you make the night disappear
You melt the frost
So I won't criticize my sun

When I was young
My world was three foot, seven inch tall
When you were young
There was no world at all
Sunny rain, shine my way
Kiss me with one ray of light from your lazy old sun

Chimes of Freedom

by Bob Dylan

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, as thunder went crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowing rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned, and forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burning constantly at stake
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
And the poet and the painter far behind beyond his rightful time
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf and blind, tolling for the mute
For the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chained and cheated by pursuit
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flared
And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Starry-eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of hours, for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look
Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse
And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing

Indian Fever

Anonymous

Indian Fever
It's catching fire with everyone
Indian Fever
You can be part of the fun
You're the winner at every game
That's where the excitement begins
So catch Indian Fever
Be a believer with the Cleveland Indians

Indian Fever
It starts with the very first inning
Indian Fever
Each game is a brand new beginning
It's the hits, the homers, the double plays
It's how you feel when we win
So catch Indian Fever
Be a believer with the Cleveland Indians

Moonlight in Vermont

by John Blackburn

Pennies in a stream
Falling leaves, a sycamore
Moonlight in Vermont

Icy finger waves
Ski trails on a mountain side
Snowlight in Vermont

Telegraph cables, they sing down the highway
And travel each bend in the road
People who meet in this romantic setting
Are so hypnotized by the lovely...

Evening summer breeze
Warbling of a meadowlark
Moonlight in Vermont

All Future and No Past

by Steve Wynn

Spring is here, and the time is right
For unrealistic goals
Last summer some hit the bottom rung
But the new year brings high hopes

The Padres may be surprising
A Red Machine could rise again
If the Pirates are pulverizing
I want to write that storybook end

Before a game is played
Before an out is made
Before the first crack of the bat
That's when it's all future and no past

The slinging A's will be overachieving
KC could be a royal pain
The O's recent woes so deceiving
The Tribe could end up drenched in champagne

Every April brings a new slate
So under the circumstance
Let's remember the Rays of 2008
At this point everybody has a chance

Opening day
It's all future and no past

Gold Soundz

by Stephen Malkmus

Go back to those gold soundz
And keep my anthem to yourself
Because it's nothing I don't like
Is it a crisis or a boring change?
When it's central, so essential
It has a nice ring when you laugh
At the lowlife opinions
And they're coming to the chorus now

I keep my address to yourself
'Cause we need secrets
We need secrets back right now

Because I never want to make you feel
That you're social, never ignored soul
Believe in what you want to do
And do you think that it's a major flaw
When they rise up in the falling rain?
And if you stay around with your knuckles ground down
The trial's over, the weapon's found

Keep my address to myself
Because it's secret
'Cause it's secret back right now

So drunk in the August sun
And you're the kind of girl I like
Because you're empty and I'm empty
And you can never quarantine the past
Did you remember in December
That I won't need you when I'm gone?
And if I go there, I won't stay there
Because I'm sitting here too long

I've been sitting here too long
And I've been wasted
Advocating that word for the last word
Last words come up, all you've got to waste

I Can Remember

by Eric Carmen

I can remember
Summer skies and your eyes
And in September
When I first realized
That I needed you to be
The other half of me
And my love long-locked inside itself
Had finally been set free

I can remember
Autumm skies and good-byes
Hurting so badly
That I thought I would die
But the more things seem to change
The more they stay the same
And the lonely ones get lonelier
With every passing day

From the day we met
I knew that I should never let you
Get a hold on me
'Cause now you see, I can't forget you

Oh, I can remember midsummer skies
Love in your eyes

In the spring the sun will shine
And make the ice surrender
But it will not warm my heart
As long as I remember

And I will remember midsummer skies
Love in your eyes
And I will remember the times I've cried
Since you say good-bye

I nearly died when you said
'I can't let you down anymore
'So I guess this is good-bye'
What did you do it for?
Every time I think of you and him together
I break down and cry

Oh, I can remember the tears I've cried
Since you say good-bye

Fireflies and Songs

by Sara Groves

Thirty years ago I was a little child
Riding in the back seat of a car
A woman sang, 'You don't bring me flowers anymore'
I felt a sadness in my little heart

We're looking for the music
In the music box
Tearing it to pieces
Trying to find a song

I was drawn to you in ways I can't explain
I fought like crazy, but I couldn't stay away
Piled on expectations and lots of blame
Like we couldn't do it any other way

We're looking for a firefly
Moving through the night
Staring at that one place
Swear it never lights

Were you surprised our hearts were not like ticking clocks?
The faces and hands easy to read
We both wished, 'If only in the land of Oz'
And longed for things we'd never really need

Now we're standing in the kitchen
All pretense is gone
You kiss me on the shoulder
Fireflies and songs

Fat Old Sun

by David Gilmour

When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer-evening birds are calling
Summer Sunday and a year
The sound of music in my ears

Distant bells, new-mown grass
Smells so sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down

And if you see, don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night folds
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me

Summertime

by DuBose Heyward

Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich
And your mama's good-looking
So hush, little baby
Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning
There's a-nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mamma
Standing by

Ordinary Day

by Melanie Penn

It was an ordinary day
I woke up on a wave
I filled a sail
And made my way to the shore

I blew through the center of your town
Came upon your house
Waited there for you
To come to your screen door

I asked you
Can you hear me blow?
Though you don't know
Where I'm coming from
Or where I go

It was an ordinary night
I met some fireflies
I danced around with them
Until about 9 o'clock

Heard your footsteps on the road
I ran to bring you home
And I whispered through the leaves
Up and down your block

Oh I'm a summer breeze
I brush across your cheek
I have always been
And I will always be
You can hear me blow
Though you don't know
Where I'm coming from
Or where I go

It's me when you catch the fragrance of spring
When tall trees sway
It's me in the cold winter sting
In the alleyway
I am the sigh
While all creation groans and waits

You can hear me speak
If you're listening
I will always be
And I have always been
You can hear me blow
Although you don't know
Where I'm coming from
Or where I go

Ain't That Enough

by Gerard Love

If you can, I wish you would
Only if you feel you should
Bring your loving over

All adds up with circumstance
All stood up with taking stands
Bring your loving over

Highlights glisten
Silence listens
Days that found you
Embrace that found you

Here is a sunrise
Ain't that enough?
True as a clear sky
Ain't that enough?
Toy town feelings here to remind you
Summer's in the city, do what you gotta do

Time can only make demands
Fill it up with grains of sand
Bring your loving over

Toy town feelings, who's going to argue?
Summer's in the city, summer's in the city

Feels Like Summer Again

by Jakob Dylan

My mind is open, and my heart is full
I ain't got any weight that I can't pull
And right now I know that anything is possible

I'm gonna bang my drum, blow my horn
I forget what these pills were ever for
I believe I won't need them anymore

I used to burn candles at both ends
Now I just throw the whole damn thing right in
Playing in traffic is easy once you learn where you get in

You want to come with me, then get on board
Get in or get out, use either door
The future is calling, and it's me that it's looking for

'Cause it feels like summer again
I was thinking that it just might never begin
After winter and spring
It's good to have the sun on my face again

I wear big boots, I know I do
I ain't envious of anybody's shoes
I wear them loose, maybe that's why it bothers you

I'm building my ship stick by stick
And where the waters get rough, I'm getting in
The motion of the waves, it does not make me sick

I buried my horse in a shallow a grave
I said a few things, I had champagne
That beast gave me everything that nobody gave

I got high hopes, tomorrow came
I won't look back on anything
I just found out that my bird can really sing

'Cause it feels like summer again
I was thinking that it just might never begin
After winter and spring
It's good to have the sun on my face again