Songs About / On: COLOR

(George Jones)
Today I got a long letter
From one who still cares for me
She asked lots of questions
Like would I call her sometime read more »

It's so hard living clean cuz I start to feeling mean
If you say the wrong thing I'm gonna bite
Everything is black and white where color used to be
Sobriety is misery
Wake up in the morning, kick the dog, and hit the highway
Where I'll go - I don't know
I'm looking for a fine place but nothing suits my taste
Clean living gets me low so low I got no place to go
I know I can't go home
It's so hard living clean cuz I start to feeling mean
If you say the wrong thing I'm gonna bite
Everything is black and white where color used to be
Sobriety is misery
I say hello how are you but you see it in my eyes
My dope sick mind
I was such a friendly guy when I was getting high
Clean living gets me low so low I got no place to go
And I'm so fucking bored
It's so hard living clean cuz I start to feeling mean
If you say the wrong thing I'm gonna bite
Everything is black and white where color used to be
Sobriety is misery


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Oh my land is like a wild goose
Wanders all around everywhere
Trembles and it shakes til every tree is loose
It rolls the meadows and it rolls the nails
So take me down to your dance floor
And I won’t mind the people when they stare
Paint a different color on your front door
And tomorrow we will still be there read more »

Stow away the cache
The powder is still dry
Ready to blow away
That look in old Tom's eye
Look of longing, yeah he's wanting to belong read more »

You and I moving in the dark
Bodies close but souls apart
Shadowed smiles and secrets unrevealed
I need to know the way you feel read more »

[orig. performed by WAR]

Why can't we be friends [4x]

I seen ya, I seen ya, I seen ya 'round for a long long time
I really, I really, I really remember when you drank my wine

Why can't we be friends [4x]

I seen ya, I seen ya, I seen ya walkin' down in Chinatown
I called ya, I called ya, I called but you did not look around
I pay my, I pay my, I pay my money to the welfare line
I seen ya, I seen ya, I seen ya standing in it everytime

Why can't we be friends [4x]

The color, the color, the color of your skin don't matter to me
As long as, as long as, long as we can live in harmony
I kinda, I kinda, I kinda, like to be the president
And I could, and I could, and I could show you how your money's spent

Why can't we be friends [4x]

Sometimes I don't speak right
But did I know what I was talking about
I know you're working for the CIA
They wouldn't have you in the mafia

Why can't we be friends [4x]
[Repeat to fade] read more »

This is the midnight radio one
As music in the moonlit starry night
Beneath this purple haze our common dark
The heavens obscure, starlight travels into infinityYet we only see it when the night is
black. read more »

(Terry Kirkman)
Requiem aeternam, requiem aeternam
Mama, mama, forget your pies
Have faith they won't get cold
And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky read more »

It's hard describing a heartache
Aww, cause it's a one-of-a-kind thing
A serious injury and a whole lot of endless pain
If it was a storm, I'd compare it to a hurricane
Oh, it's even got a name read more »

(Donovon P. Leitch)
Color and sky brush and blue
Scarlet fleece changes you
Crimson ball sinks from view
CHORUS read more »