Cover di Welcome to My World: The Music of Daniel Johnston

Welcome to My World: The Music of Daniel Johnston
Compilation - 18 aprile 2006 - Debaser id 386128

di Daniel Johnston

Trying to remember,
But my feelings can’t know for sure.
Try to reach out
But it’s gone...

Lucky stars in your eyes...
I’m walking the cow...

I really don’t know how I came here...
I really don’t know why I’m stayin’ here...
Oh, Oh, Oh. I’m walking the cow...

Tried to point my finger,
But the wind keeps blowin’ me around
In circles...circles...

Lucky stars in your eyes...
I’m walking the cow...

I really don’t know what I have to fear...
I really don’t know why I have to care...
Oh, Oh, Oh. I’m walkin’ the cow...
Lucky stars in your eyes...
Il tuo voto:
Everything's big in Texas
You know it is
I think I might have made a big mistake o o o
Chord organ blues
Chord organ blues
Singing those chord organ blues
Wherever I go it's a wild wind
Maybe someday it'll blow me back home again
Chord organ blues
Chord organ blues
Singing those chord organ blues
For every chord that is played
There is a word in my heart that has paid
'Cause my soul loves music
And it loves to hear it made
Singing those chord organ blues
Il tuo voto:
Speeding motorcycle, won't you change me?
Speeding motorcycle, won't you change me?
In a world of funny changes
Speeding motorcycle, won't you change me?
Speeding motorcycle of my heart
Speeding motorcycle; always changing me
Speeding motorcycle, don't you drive recklessly
Speeding motorcycle of my heart
Pretty girls have taken you for a ride
Hurt you deep inside but you never slowed down
Speeding motorcycle in my heart
Speeding motorcycle, let's speed smart
'Cause we don't want to wreck but
We can do a lot of tricks
We don't have to break our necks
To get our kicks
Speeding motorcycle, the road is ours
Speeding motorcycle, let's speed some more
'Cause we don't need reason and we don't need logic
We've got feeling and we're dang proud of it
Speeding motorcycle, there's nothing you can't do
Speeding motorcycle, I love you
Speeding motorcycle, let's just go
Speeding motorcycle
Let's go let's go let's go
Oo oo
Il tuo voto:
There was this kid named Syd and he was born
Maybe the doctor hit him a little too hard
He just seemed to have gotten off to a bad start
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

Big brothers and big sisters 'came lots of attention
But Syd was a hyperactive kid
He just never seemed able to sit still
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

Unlike the other kids on his block
Syd never learned how to walk
He just ran around acting nervous
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

He sat in school in detention
Drawing funny pictures on the wall
Not a moment of peace did Syd ever find
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

Now when Syd discovered masturbation
He just couldn't keep a good thing down
But it didn't help much his condition
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

Syd signed up for the army
'Cause he got tired of working in the pottery
And they sent him over to a foreign country
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

Syd met this girl in East Germany
And she invited him up to her room for some tea
Then she pulled out a gun and took his money
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

She shot Syd through the head
And Syd died and went to hell
And he burned and he burned and he yelled
I never been relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed

Now the Devil said this ain't fair
'Cause people who come here have had their share of comfort
So he sat Syd in a reclining chair
But it was an electric chair
Never rela-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-axed
Never relaxed, never relaxed, never relaxed
Il tuo voto:
Where the wind blows
That's where I go
Where the moon is
That's where I am
And when I just
Have a problem
Always hoping the wind will blow me away again
I'm a loner
I'm a sorry entertainer
I'm a loner
I'm a sorry entertainer
Drove those demons
Out of my head
With an organ and a pencil full of lead
And when I'm dead
I'd like to have it said
He drove those demons out of his head
I'm a loner
I'm a sorry entertainer
I'm a loner
I'm a sorry entertainer
Now the curtain parts the stage
It's the dawn of a new and exciting age
And I'm free
Free at last
Like a monkey out of its cage
I'm a loner
I'm a sorry entertainer
I'm a loner
I'm a sorry entertainer
Il tuo voto:
I was living in a Devil Town
Didn't know it was a Devil Town
Oh Lord it really brings me down
About the Devil Town

And all my friend were vampires
Didn't know they were vampires
Turns out I was a vampire myself
In the Devil Town



I was living in a Devil Town
Didn't know it was a Devil Town
Oh Lord it really brings me down
About the Devil Town
Il tuo voto:
Once I saw the most beautiful girl
Sitting next to me
I asked her what was her name
She said it was 'Laurie'

She worked at the store and I opened that door
Just to see her face
She always made me feel at home
I never felt out of place



But she already had a boyfriend

An undertaker was he

And they got married

And had a little baby



I became obsessed with death, my friend

Certain that it would happen to me

And I would be in the hands

Of my dear Laurie



I can't explain such love aflame

I overcame victorious

Filled my heart with such desire

So grand and so glorious



Laurie, sweet, an angel dear

Is here with me today

Not a person, but a memory

With me will always stay.
Il tuo voto:
listen up and i'll tell a story
about an artist growing old
some would try for fame and glory
others aren't so bold

everyone in friends and family
sayin "hey get a job
why do you only do that only
why are you so odd?

"we dont really like what you do
we dont think anyone ever will
it's a problem that you have
and this problem's made you ill"

listen up and i'll tell a story
about an artist growing old
some would try for fame and glory
others aren't so bold

the artist walks alone
someone says behind his back
"he's got his gall to call himself that
he doesn't even know where he's at"

the artist walks among the flowers
appreciating the sun
he does this all his waking hours
but is it really so wrong

they sit in front of their tv
sayin "hey this is fun"
and they laugh at the artist
saying "he doesn't know how to have fun"

the best things in life are truly free
singing birds and laughing bees
you got me wrong says he
the sun don't shine in your tv

listen up and i'll tell a story
about an artist growing old
some would try for fame and glory
others aren't so bold

everyone in friends and family
sayin "hey get a job
why do you only do that only
why are you so odd?

"we dont really like what you do
we dont think anyone ever will
it's a problem that you have
and this problem's made you ill"

listen up and i'll tell a story
about an artist growin old
some would try for fame and glory
others just like to watch the world
Il tuo voto:
Funeral home, funeral home
Going to the funeral home
Got me a coffin shiny and black
I’m goin’ to the funeral and I’m never coming back
Funeral home, funeral home
Going to the funeral home
Got me a coffin shiny and black
I’m goin’ to the funeral and I’m never coming back
Funeral home
Funeral home
Il tuo voto:
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