http://odeo.com/channels/673053-Incentive tawei no <p>??????????????????????</p> ?????????????????????? ?????????????????????? zh-tw 40 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:59:20 -0800 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:59:20 -0800 http://odeo.com/episodes/17541083-John-Lennon-The-Rolling-Stone-Interview-Pt-5-Final The final segment of Jann S. Wenner’s historic 1970 interview with John Lennon. The final segment of Jann S. Wenner’s historic 1970 interview with John Lennon. The final segment of Jann S. Wenner’s historic 1970 interview with John Lennon. tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17541083 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:59:20 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17541023-Queen-Jane-Approximately-Bob-Dylan When your mother sends back all your invitations And your father to your sister he explains That you’re tired of yourself and all of your creations Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you And the smell of their roses does not remain And all of your children start to resent you Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned Have died in battle or in vain And you’re sick of all this repetition Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? When all of your advisers heave their plastic At your feet to convince you of your pain Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to All lay down their bandanas and complain And you want somebody you don’t have to... When your mother sends back all your invitations And your father to your sister he explains That you’re tired of yourself and all of your creations Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you And the smell of their roses does not remain And all of your children start to resent you Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned Have died in battle or in vain And you’re sick of all this repetition Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? When all of your advisers heave their plastic At your feet to convince you of your pain Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to All lay down their bandanas and complain And you want somebody you don’t have to speak to Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music When your mother sends back all your invitations And your father to your sister he explains That you’re tired of yourself and all of your creations Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you And the smell of their roses does not remain And all of your children start to resent you Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned Have died in battle or in vain And you’re sick of all this repetition Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? When all of your advisers heave their plastic At your feet to convince you of your pain Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to All lay down their bandanas and complain And you want somebody you don’t have to speak to Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17541023 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 18:44:20 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17540853-Just-Like-Tom-Thumb-s-Blues-Bob-Dylan When you’re lost in the rain in Juarez And it’s Eastertime too And your gravity fails And negativity don’t pull you through Don’t put on any airs When you’re down on Rue Morgue Avenue They got some hungry women there And they really make a mess outa you Now if you see Saint Annie Please tell her thanks a lot I cannot move My fingers are all in a knot I don’t have the strength To get up and take another shot And my best friend, my doctor Won’t even say what it is I’ve got Sweet Melinda The peasants call her the goddess of gloom She speaks good English And she invites you up into her room And you’re so kind And careful not to go to her too soon And she takes your voice And leaves you howling at the moon Up on Housing Project Hill It’s either fortune or fame You must pick up one or the other Though neither of them are to be what they claim If you’re lookin’ to get silly You better go back to from where you came Because the cops don’t need you And man they expect the same Now all the au... When you’re lost in the rain in Juarez And it’s Eastertime too And your gravity fails And negativity don’t pull you through Don’t put on any airs When you’re down on Rue Morgue Avenue They got some hungry women there And they really make a mess outa you Now if you see Saint Annie Please tell her thanks a lot I cannot move My fingers are all in a knot I don’t have the strength To get up and take another shot And my best friend, my doctor Won’t even say what it is I’ve got Sweet Melinda The peasants call her the goddess of gloom She speaks good English And she invites you up into her room And you’re so kind And careful not to go to her too soon And she takes your voice And leaves you howling at the moon Up on Housing Project Hill It’s either fortune or fame You must pick up one or the other Though neither of them are to be what they claim If you’re lookin’ to get silly You better go back to from where you came Because the cops don’t need you And man they expect the same Now all the authorities They just stand around and boast How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms Into leaving his post And picking up Angel who Just arrived here from the coast Who looked so fine at first But left looking just like a ghost I started out on burgundy But soon hit the harder stuff Everybody said they’d stand behind me When the game got rough But the joke was on me There was nobody even there to call my bluff I’m going back to New York City I do believe I’ve had enough Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music When you’re lost in the rain in Juarez And it’s Eastertime too And your gravity fails And negativity don’t pull you through Don’t put on any airs When you’re down on Rue Morgue Avenue They got some hungry women there And they really make a mess outa you Now if you see Saint Annie Please tell her thanks a lot I cannot move My fingers are all in a knot I don’t have the strength To get up and take another shot And my best friend, my doctor Won’t even say what it is I’ve got Sweet Melinda The peasants call her the goddess of gloom She speaks good English And she invites you up into her room And you’re so kind And careful not to go to her too soon And she takes your voice And leaves you howling at the moon Up on Housing Project Hill It’s either fortune or fame You must pick up one or the other Though neither of them are to be what they claim If you’re lookin’ to get silly You better go back to from where you came Because the cops don’t need you And man they expect the same Now all the authorities They just stand around and boast How they blackmailed the sergeant-at-arms Into leaving his post And picking up Angel who Just arrived here from the coast Who looked so fine at first But left looking just like a ghost I started out on burgundy But soon hit the harder stuff Everybody said they’d stand behind me When the game got rough But the joke was on me There was nobody even there to call my bluff I’m going back to New York City I do believe I’ve had enough Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17540853 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 17:29:39 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17540833-Highway-61-Revisited-Bob-Dylan Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son” Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on” God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?” God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but The next time you see me comin’ you better run” Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?” God says, “Out on Highway 61.” Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes He asked poor Howard where can I go Howard said there’s only one place I know Sam said tell me quick man I got to run Ol’ Howard just pointed with his gun And said that way down on Highway 61. Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King I got forty red white and blue shoe strings And a thousand telephones that don’t ring Do you know where I can get rid of these things And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son And he said yes I think it can be easily done Just take everything down to Highway 61. Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told the first father that things weren’t right My complex... Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son” Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on” God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?” God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but The next time you see me comin’ you better run” Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?” God says, “Out on Highway 61.” Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes He asked poor Howard where can I go Howard said there’s only one place I know Sam said tell me quick man I got to run Ol’ Howard just pointed with his gun And said that way down on Highway 61. Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King I got forty red white and blue shoe strings And a thousand telephones that don’t ring Do you know where I can get rid of these things And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son And he said yes I think it can be easily done Just take everything down to Highway 61. Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told the first father that things weren’t right My complexion she said is much too white He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you’re right Let me tell the second mother this has been done But the second mother was with the seventh son And they were both out on Highway 61. Now the rovin’ gambler he was very bored He was tryin’ to create a next world war He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before But yes I think it can be very easily done We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun And have it on Highway 61. Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son” Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on” God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?” God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but The next time you see me comin’ you better run” Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?” God says, “Out on Highway 61.” Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose Welfare Department they wouldn’t give him no clothes He asked poor Howard where can I go Howard said there’s only one place I know Sam said tell me quick man I got to run Ol’ Howard just pointed with his gun And said that way down on Highway 61. Well Mack the Finger said to Louie the King I got forty red white and blue shoe strings And a thousand telephones that don’t ring Do you know where I can get rid of these things And Louie the King said let me think for a minute son And he said yes I think it can be easily done Just take everything down to Highway 61. Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night Told the first father that things weren’t right My complexion she said is much too white He said come here and step into the light he says hmm you’re right Let me tell the second mother this has been done But the second mother was with the seventh son And they were both out on Highway 61. Now the rovin’ gambler he was very bored He was tryin’ to create a next world war He found a promoter who nearly fell off the floor He said I never engaged in this kind of thing before But yes I think it can be very easily done We’ll just put some bleachers out in the sun And have it on Highway 61. Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17540833 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 17:27:52 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17540793-Ballad-of-a-Thin-Man-Bob-Dylan You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, “Who is that man?” You try so hard But you don’t understand Just what you’ll say When you get home Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You raise up your head And you ask, “Is this where it is?” And somebody points to you and says “It’s his” And you say, “What’s mine?” And somebody else says, “Where what is?” And you say, “Oh my God Am I here all alone?” Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak And says, “How does it feel To be such a freak?” And you say, “Impossible” As he hands you a bone Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks To get you facts When someone attacks your imagination But nobody has any r... You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, “Who is that man?” You try so hard But you don’t understand Just what you’ll say When you get home Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You raise up your head And you ask, “Is this where it is?” And somebody points to you and says “It’s his” And you say, “What’s mine?” And somebody else says, “Where what is?” And you say, “Oh my God Am I here all alone?” Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak And says, “How does it feel To be such a freak?” And you say, “Impossible” As he hands you a bone Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks To get you facts When someone attacks your imagination But nobody has any respect Anyway they already expect you To just give a check To tax-deductible charity organizations You’ve been with the professors And they’ve all liked your looks With great lawyers you have Discussed lepers and crooks You’ve been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books You’re very well read It’s well known Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you And then he kneels He crosses himself And then he clicks his high heels And without further notice He asks you how it feels And he says, “Here is your throat back Thanks for the loan” Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Now you see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word “NOW” And you say, “For what reason?” And he says, “How?” And you say, “What does this mean?” And he screams back, “You’re a cow Give me some milk Or else go home” Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Well, you walk into the room Like a camel and then you frown You put your eyes in your pocket And your nose on the ground There ought to be a law Against you comin’ around You should be made To wear earphones Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music You walk into the room With your pencil in your hand You see somebody naked And you say, “Who is that man?” You try so hard But you don’t understand Just what you’ll say When you get home Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You raise up your head And you ask, “Is this where it is?” And somebody points to you and says “It’s his” And you say, “What’s mine?” And somebody else says, “Where what is?” And you say, “Oh my God Am I here all alone?” Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You hand in your ticket And you go watch the geek Who immediately walks up to you When he hears you speak And says, “How does it feel To be such a freak?” And you say, “Impossible” As he hands you a bone Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? You have many contacts Among the lumberjacks To get you facts When someone attacks your imagination But nobody has any respect Anyway they already expect you To just give a check To tax-deductible charity organizations You’ve been with the professors And they’ve all liked your looks With great lawyers you have Discussed lepers and crooks You’ve been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books You’re very well read It’s well known Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you And then he kneels He crosses himself And then he clicks his high heels And without further notice He asks you how it feels And he says, “Here is your throat back Thanks for the loan” Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Now you see this one-eyed midget Shouting the word “NOW” And you say, “For what reason?” And he says, “How?” And you say, “What does this mean?” And he screams back, “You’re a cow Give me some milk Or else go home” Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Well, you walk into the room Like a camel and then you frown You put your eyes in your pocket And your nose on the ground There ought to be a law Against you comin’ around You should be made To wear earphones Because something is happening here But you don’t know what it is Do you, Mister Jones? Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17540793 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 17:21:20 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17540783-It-Takes-a-Lot-to-Laugh-It-Takes-a-Train-to-Cry-Bob-Dylan Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby, Can’t buy a thrill. Well, I’ve been up all night, baby, Leanin’ on the window sill. Well, if I die On top of the hill And if I don’t make it, You know my baby will. Don’t the moon look good, mama, Shinin’ through the trees? Don’t the brakeman look good, mama, Flagging down the “Double E”? Don’t the sun look good Goin’ down over the sea? Don’t my gal look fine When she’s comin’ after me? Now the wintertime is coming, The windows are filled with frost. I went to tell everybody, But I could not get across. Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don’t wanna be your boss. Don’t say I never warned you When your train gets lost. Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby, Can’t buy a thrill. Well, I’ve been up all night, baby, Leanin’ on the window sill. Well, if I die On top of the hill And if I don’t make it, You know my baby will. Don’t the moon look good, mama, Shinin’ through the trees? Don’t the brakeman look good, mama, Flagging down the “Double E”? Don’t the sun look good Goin’ down over the sea? Don’t my gal look fine When she’s comin’ after me? Now the wintertime is coming, The windows are filled with frost. I went to tell everybody, But I could not get across. Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don’t wanna be your boss. Don’t say I never warned you When your train gets lost. Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby, Can’t buy a thrill. Well, I’ve been up all night, baby, Leanin’ on the window sill. Well, if I die On top of the hill And if I don’t make it, You know my baby will. Don’t the moon look good, mama, Shinin’ through the trees? Don’t the brakeman look good, mama, Flagging down the “Double E”? Don’t the sun look good Goin’ down over the sea? Don’t my gal look fine When she’s comin’ after me? Now the wintertime is coming, The windows are filled with frost. I went to tell everybody, But I could not get across. Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don’t wanna be your boss. Don’t say I never warned you When your train gets lost. Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17540783 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 17:19:37 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17540773-Desolation-Row-Bob-Dylan They’re selling postcards of the hanging They’re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They’ve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad they’re restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row Cinderella, she seems so easy “It takes one to know one,” she smiles And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, he’s moaning “You Belong to Me I Believe” And someone says,” You’re in the wrong place, my friend You better leave” And the only sound that’s left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain And the Good Samarit... They’re selling postcards of the hanging They’re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They’ve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad they’re restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row Cinderella, she seems so easy “It takes one to know one,” she smiles And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, he’s moaning “You Belong to Me I Believe” And someone says,” You’re in the wrong place, my friend You better leave” And the only sound that’s left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain And the Good Samaritan, he’s dressing He’s getting ready for the show He’s going to the carnival tonight On Desolation Row Now Ophelia, she’s ‘neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid To her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession’s her religion Her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah’s great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into Desolation Row Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, a jealous monk He looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed a cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet Now you would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On Desolation Row Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Inside of a leather cup But all his sexless patients They’re trying to blow it up Now his nurse, some local loser She’s in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read “Have Mercy on His Soul” They all play on penny whistles You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From Desolation Row Across the street they’ve nailed the curtains They’re getting ready for the feast The Phantom of the Opera A perfect image of a priest They’re spoonfeeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they’ll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words And the Phantom’s shouting to skinny girls “Get Outa Here If You Don’t Know Casanova is just being punished for going To Desolation Row” Now at midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping To Desolation Row Praise be to Nero’s Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn And everybody’s shouting “Which Side Are You On?” And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot Fighting in the captain’s tower While calypso singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About Desolation Row Yes, I received your letter yesterday (About the time the door knob broke) When you asked how I was doing Was that some kind of joke? All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they’re quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name Right now I can’t read too good Don’t send me no more letters no Not unless you mail them From Desolation Row Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music They’re selling postcards of the hanging They’re painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They’ve got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad they’re restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row Cinderella, she seems so easy “It takes one to know one,” she smiles And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, he’s moaning “You Belong to Me I Believe” And someone says,” You’re in the wrong place, my friend You better leave” And the only sound that’s left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain And the Good Samaritan, he’s dressing He’s getting ready for the show He’s going to the carnival tonight On Desolation Row Now Ophelia, she’s ‘neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid To her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession’s her religion Her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah’s great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into Desolation Row Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, a jealous monk He looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed a cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet Now you would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On Desolation Row Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Inside of a leather cup But all his sexless patients They’re trying to blow it up Now his nurse, some local loser She’s in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read “Have Mercy on His Soul” They all play on penny whistles You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From Desolation Row Across the street they’ve nailed the curtains They’re getting ready for the feast The Phantom of the Opera A perfect image of a priest They’re spoonfeeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they’ll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words And the Phantom’s shouting to skinny girls “Get Outa Here If You Don’t Know Casanova is just being punished for going To Desolation Row” Now at midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping To Desolation Row Praise be to Nero’s Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn And everybody’s shouting “Which Side Are You On?” And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot Fighting in the captain’s tower While calypso singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About Desolation Row Yes, I received your letter yesterday (About the time the door knob broke) When you asked how I was doing Was that some kind of joke? All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they’re quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name Right now I can’t read too good Don’t send me no more letters no Not unless you mail them From Desolation Row Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17540773 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 17:08:54 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17540753-So-far-Away-calypso-Dire-Straits The Nottin’ Hillbillies. The Nottin’ Hillbillies. The Nottin’ Hillbillies. tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17540753 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 16:58:03 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17533273-From-a-Buick-6-Bob-Dylan I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid She’s a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I’m lost on the river bridge I’m cracked up on the highway and on the water’s edge She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, she don’t make me nervous, she don’t talk too much She walks like Bo Diddley and she don’t need no crutch She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead I need a dump truck mama to unload my head She brings me everything and more, and just like I said Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my ... I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid She’s a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I’m lost on the river bridge I’m cracked up on the highway and on the water’s edge She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, she don’t make me nervous, she don’t talk too much She walks like Bo Diddley and she don’t need no crutch She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead I need a dump truck mama to unload my head She brings me everything and more, and just like I said Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid She’s a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I’m lost on the river bridge I’m cracked up on the highway and on the water’s edge She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, she don’t make me nervous, she don’t talk too much She walks like Bo Diddley and she don’t need no crutch She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead I need a dump truck mama to unload my head She brings me everything and more, and just like I said Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid She’s a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I’m lost on the river bridge I’m cracked up on the highway and on the water’s edge She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, she don’t make me nervous, she don’t talk too much She walks like Bo Diddley and she don’t need no crutch She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead I need a dump truck mama to unload my head She brings me everything and more, and just like I said Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. I got this graveyard woman, you know she keeps my kid But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid She’s a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, when the pipeline gets broken and I’m lost on the river bridge I’m cracked up on the highway and on the water’s edge She comes down the thruway ready to sew me up with thread Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, she don’t make me nervous, she don’t talk too much She walks like Bo Diddley and she don’t need no crutch She keeps this four-ten all loaded with lead Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Well, you know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead I need a dump truck mama to unload my head She brings me everything and more, and just like I said Well, if I go down dyin’, you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed. Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17533273 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 08:16:04 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17533263-Tombstone-Blues-Bob-Dylan The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course The city fathers they’re trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul Revere’s horse But the town has no need to be nervous The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits To Jezebel the nun she violently knits A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits At the head of the chamber of commerce Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues The hysterical bride in the penny arcade Screaming she moans, “I’ve just been made” Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade Says, “My advice is to not let the boys in” Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride “Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride You will not die, it’s not poison” Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues Well, John the Baptist aft... The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course The city fathers they’re trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul Revere’s horse But the town has no need to be nervous The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits To Jezebel the nun she violently knits A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits At the head of the chamber of commerce Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues The hysterical bride in the penny arcade Screaming she moans, “I’ve just been made” Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade Says, “My advice is to not let the boys in” Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride “Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride You will not die, it’s not poison” Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief Saying, “Tell me great hero, but please make it brief Is there a hole for me to get sick in?” The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly Saying, “Death to all those who would whimper and cry” And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky Saving, “The sun’s not yellow it’s chicken” Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save Puts jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves Then sends them out to the jungle Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps With a fantastic collection of stamps To win friends and influence his uncle Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues The geometry of innocent flesh on the bone Causes Galileo’s math book to get thrown At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill I would set him in chains at the top of the hill Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille He could die happily ever after Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul To the old folks home and the college Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain That could hold you dear lady from going insane That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain Of your useless and pointless knowledge Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course The city fathers they’re trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul Revere’s horse But the town has no need to be nervous The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits To Jezebel the nun she violently knits A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits At the head of the chamber of commerce Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues The hysterical bride in the penny arcade Screaming she moans, “I’ve just been made” Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade Says, “My advice is to not let the boys in” Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride “Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride You will not die, it’s not poison” Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief Saying, “Tell me great hero, but please make it brief Is there a hole for me to get sick in?” The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly Saying, “Death to all those who would whimper and cry” And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky Saving, “The sun’s not yellow it’s chicken” Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save Puts jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves Then sends them out to the jungle Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps With a fantastic collection of stamps To win friends and influence his uncle Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues The geometry of innocent flesh on the bone Causes Galileo’s math book to get thrown At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill I would set him in chains at the top of the hill Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille He could die happily ever after Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul To the old folks home and the college Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain That could hold you dear lady from going insane That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain Of your useless and pointless knowledge Mama’s in the fact’ry She ain’t got no shoes Daddy’s in the alley He’s lookin’ for the fuse I’m in the streets With the tombstone blues Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17533263 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 08:14:44 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17533243-Like-a-Rolling-Stone-Bob-Dylan Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you? People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall” You thought they were all kiddin’ you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin’ out Now you don’t talk so loud Now you don’t seem so proud About having to be scrounging for your next meal. How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it You said you’d never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He’s not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And ask him do you want to make a deal? How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? You never turned around to se... Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you? People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall” You thought they were all kiddin’ you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin’ out Now you don’t talk so loud Now you don’t seem so proud About having to be scrounging for your next meal. How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it You said you’d never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He’s not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And ask him do you want to make a deal? How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all come down and did tricks for you You never understood that it ain’t no good You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain’t it hard when you discover that He really wasn’t where it’s at After he took from you everything he could steal. How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you? People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall” You thought they were all kiddin’ you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin’ out Now you don’t talk so loud Now you don’t seem so proud About having to be scrounging for your next meal. How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it You said you’d never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He’s not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And ask him do you want to make a deal? How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all come down and did tricks for you You never understood that it ain’t no good You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain’t it hard when you discover that He really wasn’t where it’s at After he took from you everything he could steal. How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal. How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone? tag:odeo.com,2007-12-20,17533243 Thu, 20 Dec 2007 08:07:41 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17531613-Open-Arms-Tracy-Chapman If love is what you want Baby here I am If tenderness is what you need I’ve got that to give If you need some affection Baby these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms You come hem you’ve had a hard day Every door you tried to open Was closing in your face I’m right here I’ll be right here I’ll embrace you I’ll be open with my heart I’ll let you in I’ll be open with my thoughts I’ll be your best friend If you need some attention Baby these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms Every corner you turn Trouble come your way But when you get home I’ll try to be there And I’ll embrace you These are These are These are Open arms If time is what you need Baby I’ll stop the clocks If you’re looking for something Maybe I’ve got what you want If there’s one thing to remember Don’t forget that these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms These are These are These are Open arms If love is what you want Baby here I am If tenderness is what you need I’ve got that to give If you need some affection Baby these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms You come hem you’ve had a hard day Every door you tried to open Was closing in your face I’m right here I’ll be right here I’ll embrace you I’ll be open with my heart I’ll let you in I’ll be open with my thoughts I’ll be your best friend If you need some attention Baby these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms Every corner you turn Trouble come your way But when you get home I’ll try to be there And I’ll embrace you These are These are These are Open arms If time is what you need Baby I’ll stop the clocks If you’re looking for something Maybe I’ve got what you want If there’s one thing to remember Don’t forget that these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms These are These are These are Open arms If love is what you want Baby here I am If tenderness is what you need I’ve got that to give If you need some affection Baby these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms You come hem you’ve had a hard day Every door you tried to open Was closing in your face I’m right here I’ll be right here I’ll embrace you I’ll be open with my heart I’ll let you in I’ll be open with my thoughts I’ll be your best friend If you need some attention Baby these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms Every corner you turn Trouble come your way But when you get home I’ll try to be there And I’ll embrace you These are These are These are Open arms If time is what you need Baby I’ll stop the clocks If you’re looking for something Maybe I’ve got what you want If there’s one thing to remember Don’t forget that these are open arms Open arms, open arms, open arms, open arms These are These are These are Open arms tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17531613 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 20:38:57 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk, ????, Songs http://odeo.com/episodes/17531573-Matters-Of-The-Heart-Tracy-Chapman I lose my head From time to time I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart We should have been holding each other Instead we talked I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart But I asked before Your reply was kind and polite One wants more When one’s denied I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart I won’t call it love But it feels good to have passion in my life If there’s a battle I hope my head always defers to my heart In matters of the heart I guess I’m crazy to think I can give you what you don’t want I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart I wish that I had the power To make these feelings stop I lose all self control In matters of the heart I can’t believe It’s so hard to find someone To give affection to And from whom you can receive I guess it’s just the draw of the cards In matters of the heart You caught me off guard Somehow you reached me Where I thought I had nothing left inside I’ve learned my lesson I’ve been edified In matters of the heart I... I lose my head From time to time I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart We should have been holding each other Instead we talked I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart But I asked before Your reply was kind and polite One wants more When one’s denied I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart I won’t call it love But it feels good to have passion in my life If there’s a battle I hope my head always defers to my heart In matters of the heart I guess I’m crazy to think I can give you what you don’t want I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart I wish that I had the power To make these feelings stop I lose all self control In matters of the heart I can’t believe It’s so hard to find someone To give affection to And from whom you can receive I guess it’s just the draw of the cards In matters of the heart You caught me off guard Somehow you reached me Where I thought I had nothing left inside I’ve learned my lesson I’ve been edified In matters of the heart I’ve spent my nights Where the sleeping dogs lie Not by your side It feels so lonely Once again I’ve left to much to chance In matters of the heart Here I sit I’m feeling sorry for myself It’s quite a sight But I have you to thank For reminding me We’re all alone in this world And in matters of the heart I’m already missing you Although we won’t say good-byes Until tomorrow afternoon Maybe when and if I see you again We’ll see eye to eye In matters of the heart I have no harsh words for you I have no tears to cry If the moon were full I’d be howling inside It only hurts In matters of the heart If today were my birthday I’d be reborn As Bronte’s bird a bird that could fly And all accounts would be settled In matters of the heart Matters of the heart I lose my head From time to time I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart We should have been holding each other Instead we talked I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart But I asked before Your reply was kind and polite One wants more When one’s denied I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart I won’t call it love But it feels good to have passion in my life If there’s a battle I hope my head always defers to my heart In matters of the heart I guess I’m crazy to think I can give you what you don’t want I make a fool of myself In matters of the heart I wish that I had the power To make these feelings stop I lose all self control In matters of the heart I can’t believe It’s so hard to find someone To give affection to And from whom you can receive I guess it’s just the draw of the cards In matters of the heart You caught me off guard Somehow you reached me Where I thought I had nothing left inside I’ve learned my lesson I’ve been edified In matters of the heart I’ve spent my nights Where the sleeping dogs lie Not by your side It feels so lonely Once again I’ve left to much to chance In matters of the heart Here I sit I’m feeling sorry for myself It’s quite a sight But I have you to thank For reminding me We’re all alone in this world And in matters of the heart I’m already missing you Although we won’t say good-byes Until tomorrow afternoon Maybe when and if I see you again We’ll see eye to eye In matters of the heart I have no harsh words for you I have no tears to cry If the moon were full I’d be howling inside It only hurts In matters of the heart If today were my birthday I’d be reborn As Bronte’s bird a bird that could fly And all accounts would be settled In matters of the heart Matters of the heart tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17531573 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 19:29:22 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17531473-The-Love-That-You-Had-Tracy-Chapman The love that you had In your heart is gone Any touch of sincerity Any trace of compassion What hardened your heart? What turned it to stone? What made you forget? You were in love with someone Your hands don’t reach out Your voice doesn’t call me I know you’ve stopped listening Your eyes look straight through me If nights are like this I’d rather be alone Who said you could forget You were in love with someone? Tell me what hardened your heart Tell me what turned it to stone Tell me what made you forget You were in love with someone Was I wrong to forgive Your indiscretions? Should I have been more hysterical Less understanding? If you’re looking for a villain Go on assume the role But don’t say that it’s my fault That you’re not in love with someone Tell me what hardened your heart Tell me what turned it to stone Tell me what made you forget You were in love with someone Tell me there’s someone in your life I’ll fight to keep your for my own Tell me because I really want to know W... The love that you had In your heart is gone Any touch of sincerity Any trace of compassion What hardened your heart? What turned it to stone? What made you forget? You were in love with someone Your hands don’t reach out Your voice doesn’t call me I know you’ve stopped listening Your eyes look straight through me If nights are like this I’d rather be alone Who said you could forget You were in love with someone? Tell me what hardened your heart Tell me what turned it to stone Tell me what made you forget You were in love with someone Was I wrong to forgive Your indiscretions? Should I have been more hysterical Less understanding? If you’re looking for a villain Go on assume the role But don’t say that it’s my fault That you’re not in love with someone Tell me what hardened your heart Tell me what turned it to stone Tell me what made you forget You were in love with someone Tell me there’s someone in your life I’ll fight to keep your for my own Tell me because I really want to know Why you can’t be in love with someone The love that you had In your heart is gone Any touch of sincerity Any trace of compassion What hardened your heart? What turned it to stone? What made you forget? You were in love with someone Your hands don’t reach out Your voice doesn’t call me I know you’ve stopped listening Your eyes look straight through me If nights are like this I’d rather be alone Who said you could forget You were in love with someone? Tell me what hardened your heart Tell me what turned it to stone Tell me what made you forget You were in love with someone Was I wrong to forgive Your indiscretions? Should I have been more hysterical Less understanding? If you’re looking for a villain Go on assume the role But don’t say that it’s my fault That you’re not in love with someone Tell me what hardened your heart Tell me what turned it to stone Tell me what made you forget You were in love with someone Tell me there’s someone in your life I’ll fight to keep your for my own Tell me because I really want to know Why you can’t be in love with someone tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17531473 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 19:03:44 -0800 no ?????? Incentive http://odeo.com/episodes/17531463-I-Used-To-Be-A-Sailor-Tracy-Chapman I used to be a sailor Who sailed across the seas But now I’m just an island Since they took my boat away from me Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free He wrote his epitaph He wrote his eulogy It said “I think that I can die now For my true love won’t come for me” Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free I used to be a sailor Who sailed across the seas But now I’m just an island Since they took my boat away from me Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free Set me free Set me free Set me free I used to be a sailor Who sailed across the seas But now I’m just an island Since they took my boat away from me Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free He wrote his epitaph He wrote his eulogy It said “I think that I can die now For my true love won’t come for me” Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free I used to be a sailor Who sailed across the seas But now I’m just an island Since they took my boat away from me Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free Set me free Set me free Set me free I used to be a sailor Who sailed across the seas But now I’m just an island Since they took my boat away from me Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free He wrote his epitaph He wrote his eulogy It said “I think that I can die now For my true love won’t come for me” Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free I used to be a sailor Who sailed across the seas But now I’m just an island Since they took my boat away from me Oh no I don’t like being stationary I like the rocky wavy motions of the sea I sit and rot behind these padded walls Hoping one day they’ll fall And set me free Set me free Set me free Set me free tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17531463 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 19:01:17 -0800 no ?????? Incentive words http://odeo.com/episodes/17530873-So-Tracy-Chapman So you make a little money Off of somebody else’s sweat So some people starve a little While you get fat While you get fat So you grind and grind And you push and shove And claim that those most worthy Will get what they deserve What they deserve It can’t be true It can’t be true Because I’ve seen too many hungry faces I’ve seen too many with the likes of you It can’t be true For you everything has it’s price You give nothing away for free If silence were truly golden I guess no one could sleep No one could sleep You have money at your fingertips People at your beck and call And you’re fool enough To think for a price You can have the whole wide world For all our sake’s And all our lives We must hope the words That come from your lips We must hope those words are lies For all our sake’s And all our lives We must hope the dreams Soulless visions that you have Are never realized So You’ve got a big house And you drive a fancy car So what if your pockets are full If you have an empty h... So you make a little money Off of somebody else’s sweat So some people starve a little While you get fat While you get fat So you grind and grind And you push and shove And claim that those most worthy Will get what they deserve What they deserve It can’t be true It can’t be true Because I’ve seen too many hungry faces I’ve seen too many with the likes of you It can’t be true For you everything has it’s price You give nothing away for free If silence were truly golden I guess no one could sleep No one could sleep You have money at your fingertips People at your beck and call And you’re fool enough To think for a price You can have the whole wide world For all our sake’s And all our lives We must hope the words That come from your lips We must hope those words are lies For all our sake’s And all our lives We must hope the dreams Soulless visions that you have Are never realized So You’ve got a big house And you drive a fancy car So what if your pockets are full If you have an empty heart You snap your fingers And all the waters part So what if the people bow down If they show you no regard Your left hand Always watches your right So what if you trust in God If you can’t sleep at night You think you’ve made it You think you’ve got what everyone wants So what if you’re a big fat man With an empty little heart Who has made a little money Off of somebody else’s sweat Who watched the people starve While you got fat While you got fat You got fat You got fat So you make a little money Off of somebody else’s sweat So some people starve a little While you get fat While you get fat So you grind and grind And you push and shove And claim that those most worthy Will get what they deserve What they deserve It can’t be true It can’t be true Because I’ve seen too many hungry faces I’ve seen too many with the likes of you It can’t be true For you everything has it’s price You give nothing away for free If silence were truly golden I guess no one could sleep No one could sleep You have money at your fingertips People at your beck and call And you’re fool enough To think for a price You can have the whole wide world For all our sake’s And all our lives We must hope the words That come from your lips We must hope those words are lies For all our sake’s And all our lives We must hope the dreams Soulless visions that you have Are never realized So You’ve got a big house And you drive a fancy car So what if your pockets are full If you have an empty heart You snap your fingers And all the waters part So what if the people bow down If they show you no regard Your left hand Always watches your right So what if you trust in God If you can’t sleep at night You think you’ve made it You think you’ve got what everyone wants So what if you’re a big fat man With an empty little heart Who has made a little money Off of somebody else’s sweat Who watched the people starve While you got fat While you got fat You got fat You got fat tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17530873 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 18:57:59 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk, ????, Songs http://odeo.com/episodes/17530863-Bang-Bang-Bang-Tracy-Chapman What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Now there ain’t place to run to Ain’t no place to run to When he hold it in his hand He feel mighty he feel strong Now there ain’t no place to run to Ain’t no place to run One day he may come back Repay us for what we’ve done Then where you gonna run to Where you gonna run But one fine day All our problems will be solved Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him down Give him drugs and give him candy Anything to make him think he’s happy And he won’t ever come for us He won’t ever come But if he does And if there’s no one else around Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him down If he preys only on his neighbors Brothers sisters and friends We’ll consider it a favor We’ll consider justice done But if he comes for you or me And we can place a gun in his hand Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him dead What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Now there ain’t no place to run to Ain’t no place to run Now we’ll all be at his mercy If he decides to hunt us down... What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Now there ain’t place to run to Ain’t no place to run to When he hold it in his hand He feel mighty he feel strong Now there ain’t no place to run to Ain’t no place to run One day he may come back Repay us for what we’ve done Then where you gonna run to Where you gonna run But one fine day All our problems will be solved Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him down Give him drugs and give him candy Anything to make him think he’s happy And he won’t ever come for us He won’t ever come But if he does And if there’s no one else around Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him down If he preys only on his neighbors Brothers sisters and friends We’ll consider it a favor We’ll consider justice done But if he comes for you or me And we can place a gun in his hand Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him dead What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Now there ain’t no place to run to Ain’t no place to run Now we’ll all be at his mercy If he decides to hunt us down Cause there ain’t no place to run to Ain’t no place to run If he wants the chances that you took from him And nothing that you own Then there’ll be no place to run to There’ll be no place to run And if he finds himself to be A reflection of us all Bang bang bang He’ll shoot us down Before you can raise your eyes to read The writing on the wall Bang bang bang He’ll shoot you down Before you can bridge the gulf between And embrace him in your arms Bang bang bang He’ll shoot you down What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Now there ain’t place to run to Ain’t no place to run to When he hold it in his hand He feel mighty he feel strong Now there ain’t no place to run to Ain’t no place to run One day he may come back Repay us for what we’ve done Then where you gonna run to Where you gonna run But one fine day All our problems will be solved Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him down Give him drugs and give him candy Anything to make him think he’s happy And he won’t ever come for us He won’t ever come But if he does And if there’s no one else around Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him down If he preys only on his neighbors Brothers sisters and friends We’ll consider it a favor We’ll consider justice done But if he comes for you or me And we can place a gun in his hand Bang bang bang We’ll shoot him dead What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Now there ain’t no place to run to Ain’t no place to run Now we’ll all be at his mercy If he decides to hunt us down Cause there ain’t no place to run to Ain’t no place to run If he wants the chances that you took from him And nothing that you own Then there’ll be no place to run to There’ll be no place to run And if he finds himself to be A reflection of us all Bang bang bang He’ll shoot us down Before you can raise your eyes to read The writing on the wall Bang bang bang He’ll shoot you down Before you can bridge the gulf between And embrace him in your arms Bang bang bang He’ll shoot you down tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17530863 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 18:52:24 -0800 no ?????? 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Incentive folk, ???? http://odeo.com/episodes/17530573- ????????????????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????????? ????????????????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????????????????? ???????????????????? Formosa ?? Formosa Formosa ?? Formosa ????????????????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????????? ????????????????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????????????????? ???????????????????? Formosa ?? Formosa Formosa ?? Formosa ????????????????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????????? ????????????????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????????????????? ???????????????????? Formosa ?? Formosa Formosa ?? Formosa tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17530573 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 16:47:56 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk, ???? http://odeo.com/episodes/17530563-Standingon-my-land Standing on my land, I feel like a stranger. I hope you know how I feel now while I’m singing this blues.. You know that I’m strong. But I don’t have the power. I must have lost it somewhere somehow along the cliffs.. At the breaks of day I fall down like the timbers. And afraid not any more wake to see the horizon neath the rainbow bridge.. Oh I roared ! oh yes! I’d been roaring out loud thunders. Till now we really need is lightening to lit the road to the mountain-ma-ma, and the old old heart.. ?????? ??????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????? ???????????????? ????????????? ???????? ???????????? ?????????????????? ??????????? ???????????? ??????????????? ??????????? ???????????? ??????????? ?????????????? Standing on my land, I feel like a stranger. I hope you know how I feel now while I’m singing this blues.. You know that I’m strong. But I don’t have the power. I must have lost it somewhere somehow along the cliffs.. At the breaks of day I fall down like the timbers. And afraid not any more wake to see the horizon neath the rainbow bridge.. Oh I roared ! oh yes! I’d been roaring out loud thunders. Till now we really need is lightening to lit the road to the mountain-ma-ma, and the old old heart.. ?????? ??????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????? ???????????????? ????????????? ???????? ???????????? ?????????????????? ??????????? ???????????? ??????????????? ??????????? ???????????? ??????????? ?????????????? Standing on my land, I feel like a stranger. I hope you know how I feel now while I’m singing this blues.. You know that I’m strong. But I don’t have the power. I must have lost it somewhere somehow along the cliffs.. At the breaks of day I fall down like the timbers. And afraid not any more wake to see the horizon neath the rainbow bridge.. Oh I roared ! oh yes! I’d been roaring out loud thunders. Till now we really need is lightening to lit the road to the mountain-ma-ma, and the old old heart.. ?????? ??????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????? ???????????????? ????????????? ???????? ???????????? ?????????????????? ??????????? ???????????? ??????????????? ??????????? ???????????? ??????????? ?????????????? tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17530563 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 16:45:40 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk, ????, Songs http://odeo.com/episodes/17530553- ????????????????? ????????????????????? ???????????????? ?????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????? ??????????????????????? ??????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????????????? ????????????????????? ???????????????? ?????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????? ??????????????????????? ??????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????????????? ????????????????????? ???????????????? ?????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????? ??????????????????????? ??????????????? ????????????????????????? tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17530553 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 16:40:58 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk http://odeo.com/episodes/17530543- ????????????????? ??????????????????? ????????????????????? ?????????????????? ?????????????????? ????????????????????? 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Incentive folk, ???? http://odeo.com/episodes/17526413- ?????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????? ?????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????? ?????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????? ?????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17526413 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 09:03:12 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk, ????, Songs http://odeo.com/episodes/17526333- ????? ????????????????????? ???????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ????? ???????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????????????? ????????????? ?????????????????????? ?????????????????????? ??????? ???????????????????? ????????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ?????????????hand in hand?? ???????????? ?????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ??????????? --????? ???? 1987???????????? ?????????????????? ???????????? ????????????????? ???????????? ?????????? ??????????? ????????????????????? ????????????? ????????????????????????????????????????? ????? ????????????????????? ???????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ????? ???????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????????????? ????????????? ?????????????????????? ?????????????????????? ??????? ???????????????????? ????????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ?????????????hand in hand?? ???????????? ?????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ??????????? --????? ???? 1987???????????? ?????????????????? ???????????? ????????????????? ???????????? ?????????? ??????????? ????????????????????? ????????????? ????????????????????????????????????????? ????? ????????????????????? ???????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ????? ???????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????????????? ????????????? ?????????????????????? ?????????????????????? ??????? ???????????????????? ????????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ?????????????hand in hand?? ???????????? ?????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????? ??????????? --????? ???? 1987???????????? ?????????????????? ???????????? ????????????????? ???????????? ?????????? ??????????? ????????????????????? ????????????? ????????????????????????????????????????? tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17526333 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 08:53:15 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk http://odeo.com/episodes/17526303- ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ??????????? ????????????? ????????? ????????? ?????….. ????????? ????????? ???????? ????????? ??????????? ????????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ................... ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ??????????? ????????????? ????????? ????????? ?????….. ????????? ????????? ???????? ????????? ??????????? ????????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ................... ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ??????????? ????????????? ????????? ????????? ?????….. ????????? ????????? ???????? ????????? ??????????? ????????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ????????? ................... tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17526303 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 08:50:38 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk, ???? http://odeo.com/episodes/17526253- ????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????????? ?????????????????? ??????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????? ??????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ?????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????? ???????????? ?????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????????? ?????????????????? ??????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????? ??????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ?????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????? ???????????? ?????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????????? ?????????????????? ??????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????????? ????????????????? ???????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????? ??????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ?????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan ????????????? ???????????? ?????????????? ??????????????????? ?????????????? naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan naruwan na iyanaya hoiya ho hai yan tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17526253 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 08:40:10 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk, ????, Songs http://odeo.com/episodes/17525923- ??????????????? ??????????????? ?????????????????? ???????????? ??????????? ???????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ????????????? ?????????????? ??????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????? ?????????????????? ?????????????????? ??????? ??????? ??????????????? ??????????????? ?????????????????? ???????????? ??????????? ???????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ????????????? ?????????????? ??????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????? ?????????????????? ?????????????????? ??????? ??????? ??????????????? ??????????????? ?????????????????? ???????????? ??????????? ???????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ????????????? ?????????????? ??????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ????????????????? ??????????????????? ???? ?Mojim.com?????? ???????????????? ????????? ??????? ??????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ???????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????????????????? ??????? ?????????????????? ?????????????????? ??????? ??????? tag:odeo.com,2007-12-19,17525923 Wed, 19 Dec 2007 06:45:04 -0800 no ?????? Incentive folk, ????, Songs