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Michigan
02:47
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I was young and I was moving to Michigan
I sold my car and bought a pair of shoes
The lady on the train
Said, “Child, are you insane
You shouldn’t waste your life on broken dreams and booze.
I was young and I was moving to Michigan
I bought an old apartment by the lake
I drank and I got drunk
And like a body in a trunk
I kept my fingers crossed and tried to stay awake
Oh, great Northern pine
Someday you will wander
And our arms will intertwine
Oh, great Northern night
Someday I will leave you
With the wind just like a kite
I was young and I was moving to Michigan
I found a thousand needles in the hay
A drug as pure as rain
Is running through my veins
And now I celebrate the needle every day
Oh, great Northern pine
Someday you will wander
And our arms will intertwine
Oh, great Northern night
Someday I will leave you
With the wind just like a kite
I was young and the sun was setting in Michigan
I left my love and ran away from home
I hate to say goodbye
But you should know I tried
I’m leaving Michigan – the greatest place I’ve known
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Letter to Jack
02:50
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Dearest Jack – I hope you’re fine
I’ve wanted to write you for a long, long time
How’s your mom? And how is life?
Allen has just told me that you left your wife
Are you sad? Or are you OK?
You should join us here cause
It’s not good for you to stay
Come pick me up Jack Kerouac
And take me to New York and back
I'll treat you like my brother
And you'll treat me like your friend
We’ll hitchhike to downtown San Fran,
A calculated master plan
I grab your neck and whisper in your ear
I’ll get you out of here
Dearest Jack – I’m on my bended knees
You should leave New York and come and join us, please
Say goodbye and get your favorite gear
Put your best shoes on, hit the road and disappear
So hit me hard Dear whisky-Jack
And send me to the moon and back
We’ll sing along to Coltrane
And we’ll fly among the cars
We’ll get drunk in Massachusetts
And we will dance among the muses
How they gently whisper secrets in our ear
I’ll have another beer
Oh - hit me hard dear Benzedrine
I’ll mix you up with beer and gin
I’ll treat you like a lady
If you’ll treat me like a friend
We’ll hit the road to Mexico
And listen to the sexy flow
That penetrates our skin and bone
From Gordon’s saxophone
I hope you get this letter
And I hope you’re feeling better
And I hope that you will
hit the road come June
Everyone is here for you
We’re listening to “A Kind of Blue”
And later we’ll go howling at the moon
I hope I’ll see you soon
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I first met you back in ’72
When Bowie was blowing my mind
I held the door to the old record store
You were the song I was trying to find
Oh my dove – did you dream of
The first pure song you’d ever sing?
Winning the war in ’74
Your rebel face was a mess
After the walk with the old diamond dog
I decided I needed a rest
Oh my dove – did you dream of
The first pure song you’d ever sing?
Oh my dove – did you dream of
The first pure love you’d ever see?
’75 at the Rodeo Drive
In a bar that I don’t remember
I hung around with the king and the clown
And Napoleon tried to surrender
Yes, I could hear you – t’was perfectly clear
That your voice was as sharp as a knife
I’m not alone you’re the flesh on my bone
Ever since you’re a part of my life
Oh my dove – did you dream of
The first pure song you’d ever sing?
Oh my dove – did you dream of
The first pure love you’d ever see?
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Wake Me Up (LIVE)
02:04
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Yesterday’s a haze
I’m drunk and I’ve been drinking for days
Slurring all the time
Pouring poison wine down my spine
Bottles in the hall
Breaking in the fall
From a paper bag
Everything’s a mess
I’m tired and depressed
And every single day is a drag
See if you can wake me up
Before heart says stop
See if you can wake me up
Before heart says never mind
Wrinkles in my face
I’m older now in so many ways
In and out of style
Worried and confused like a child
Shoot me into space
Or take me to the place
I was born into
Heaven has sign
It says “Access is denied
When you act like you”
See if you can wake me up
Before heart says stop
See if you can wake me up
Before heart says stop
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Son Of Caesar Denmark
I was born on a mountain with the emperor looking my way. I was raised in a fountain. In the water I'd swim all day. And I wasn't longing for the riverside. I was waiting for the city lights to come on.
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