Traveling Wilburys Lyrics
Traveling Wilburys Lyrics
"Cool Dry Place Lyrics"
Hide And Seek Lyrics
I have noticed things about myself. It seems they never stay under the rug. I?e swept them too. I don? know how I have gone on for so long. If only I could hide them someplace they would stay. And all this time I was wrong.
I have noticed things about myself. It seems they never stay under the rug. I?e swept them too. I don? know how I have gone on for so long. If only I could hide them someplace they would stay. And all this time I was wrong.
Well I woke up this morning
The place was such a reck
I couldn't reach the bathroom
Thought I'd better clear the deck
I tried to call the lawyer
And ask him what to do
He referred me to his doctor
Who referred me back to you
And when you checked the manual
You kept in side the case
It said put it in a cool dry place
I drove around the city
Looking for a room
That was high above the water
Where my things could be in tune
There was noo
Soul Crying Out Lyrics
Listen to the rhythm Listen to the beat It has a cold wind blowing Up through the street Soul crying out People crying out In through the valleys In through the streets Feel the whole world moving Under
ne to help meListen to the rhythm Listen to the beat It has a cold wind blowing Up through the street Soul crying out People crying out In through the valleys In through the streets Feel the whole world moving Under
Nobody even cared
I had to got through hell
To get those things up there
I paid my first subscription
Then I joined the idle race
and they said "store it in a cool dry place"
I got guitar, basses, amplifiers and drums
Accordions and Mandolis and things that sometimes hum
Cymbals and Harmonicas, capos by the score
And lots of things in boxes laying all around the floor
Some places they get mildew
And others get too hot.
She wakes up in the morning with the new sunrise Looks at her husband sleeping still Inside she cries
Everything you got just rots
All kinds of condensation
Direct results of rain
There's not much compensation
When everything's been stained
Some have sentimental value that
Cannot be erased
Go store it in a cool dry place
We got solids and acoustics
And some from flowered board
And some are trimmed in leather
And some are made with gourds
There's organs and trombones
And reverbs we can use
Lots of dx-7s
The Scientist Lyrics
Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you Tell you I need you Tell you I set you apart Tell me your secrets an Ask me your questions Oh, let's go back to the st
And old athletic shoesCome up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you Tell you I need you Tell you I set you apart Tell me your secrets an Ask me your questions Oh, let's go back to the st
I bought a great big building
It took up one whole block
I made an inventory
Of all the things in stock
The place was getting longer
I was up all night
I used up all my pencils
But I went on despite
The blury of my vision
The sweat upon my face
I've got to put this stuff away
I mustn't leave a trace
The landlord's breathing down my neck
He say's it's a disgrace
So I said "put it in a cool, dry, place