Status: Single
City: melrose
State: Massachusetts
Country: US
Signup Date: 8/4/2005
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Saturday, October 17, 2009
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Hi my name is bob shea. . . . I am a songwriter.
i don't play an instrument . . i go to a 'one stop demo's shop
in boston ma. I'll bring in a song, then john says,
''okay, lets hear what you got...'''
so i sing it out loud,
until john says ,"okay, i got it".
then he takes over and i just sit back ,
and watch as he taps out a drum beat,
then guitar , basss, the works.
then i cut him a check for one hundred dollars,
and he hands me my finished CD.
. so one day,
my friend , whom i record with . said
* '' bob , the way you sing these songs,
they always sound like Woody Guthrie songs,
but then you tell me, that you want,
a rock feel, to the songs!
which gives me a lot of freedom.'' *
So I told him,
he's got total freedom!!!
We rock out!
it's the most fun i have all week!
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I don't play an instrument...
notes and chords have never
made any sense to me.
........
I'm hoping a band or artist
will hear one of my songs,
and want to do their version of it ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
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Friday, September 11, 2009
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HI , MY NAME IS BOB SHEA .
I DROVE A BUS FOR 32. YEARS,
Then I got into an accident , outside of work
, and I spent almost four months in a
hopsital bed! ,
..., ( twelve days in the Melrose-
Wakefield hospital,
and then three and a half months,
in this rehabilitation hospital . . .,
then i slept in my living room ,
till i got strong enough to climb the stairs!
THAT WAS A BIG DAY!)
... Now I'm a customer service agent.
i help people at work , navigate the system .
Hi , my name is bob shea.
every other week ,
I get together with my
best friends JK and RM,
and we rock out .
It’s the most fun I have all week .
and I’m going thru
major changes right now…
after driving a bus for 32
years I’ve retired .
Now I look out my front door
and
I feel ‘lost‘. . . . . . . . . . .
i swim in a sea of change.
it's exciting
i mean i am finally free to
chase my dreams...
.
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Wednesday, September 02, 2009
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the smallest deed
is better than
the greatest intention" ,..............................
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Figure out what your passionate about, and then how to cashin on the passion
................................................. this local musician that I go to, to record my songs said he thinks its great , that i am finally trying to do something with the songs , that he helped me to write. . . (but) ... he said,'' I have one request ... that you never tell anyone
that I was the one who helped
you to write them. ( ... even tho i couldn't hit a string or pluck a note to save my life ...) he said,"" so i have agreed ,
and have deleted his name from my page..
.some people! bob shea --------------------------- I was thinking about what
my friend was saying , and I get it.
He was saying , if I am to be judged by my
music someday, I want to be judged
by music I created from whole cloth! And not by music somebody just 'brought in' , and I tailored ( it's like the difference between designing a dress and altering
a dress. ) -----------------------------
So one day, my friend , whom i record
with . said * '' bob , the way you sing
these songs, they always sound like
Woody Guthrie songs, but then you tell me, that
you want, a rock feel, to the songs! which gives me a lot of freedom.''
* So I told him, he's got total freedom!!! We rock out! it's the most fun i have all week! ..............................
............ I don't play an instrument... notes and chords have never made any sense to me. ===================
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Tuesday, July 07, 2009
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i record my songs
at a local recording studio,
run by my friend
, J.k. ......................
years ago , my friend J.k., talked to me ,
about his situation, as a teacher, and respecting his privacy.
(I USED TO WRITE PRODUCED BY J.k., ON THE CD'S I
HANDED OUT , AT WORK , and i must have handed them
out to people , he knew. )) ‘’ so I stopped.
The only exception I made was , mentioning his name , on my ,
myspace page.
So the other day , he emailed me this letter.''''
*
Bob,
One of my favorite things
in the world to do
is to make music with
you. You are one of my best friends
and I absolutely love getting the
opportunity
each week to be creative
and to just sit back and hang out
and shoot the shit
about what's going on.
I could actually make more
money teaching instead of doing
our sessions
but I have so much fun
doing our sessions. . . .
I think that we are making
some really great
melodic music and I think
that it is really cool that you can get it
out on the internet for some feedback. . .
I have one request though..
I am very reticent about sharing
with the world any recordings that I
have done . . . .
I have no problem with you
putting out the music
and I really appreciate
your recognizing my contribution
but I
would prefer
if you didn't share that info with the world. Feel free
to present yourself
as the only author/performer
or you can make up
fake names for the drummer,
bass and guitar. That's no problem.
I just worry that it could
be a problem down
the road for me. Whenever
I put out my own music, . . .
You are a really good guy Bob.
I appreciate the fact that we
get to
do what we get to do.
Thanks for understanding
my insecurity.
I am very proud to be your
friend.
J==
'''''
he takes everything
he does very seriously.
, but it's okay
because it's who he is :
if he’s ready to let go of
something , you can trust
it’s right. . .
he can carry the
weight of the world ,
a very
responsible guy,) ……………………. I was thinking about what my friend was saying , and I get it. He was saying , if I am to be judged by my music someday, I want to be judged by music I created from whole cloth! And not by music somebody just 'brought in' , and I tailored ( it's like the difference between designing a dress and altering a dress. ) ------------- I DROVE A BUS FOR 32. YEARS
..
. Then I got into an accident , outside of work
, and I spent almost four months in a
hopsital bed! ,
..., ( twelve days in the Melrose-
Wakefield hospital,
and then three and a half months,
in this rehabilitation hospital . . .,
then i slept in my living room ,
till i got strong enough to climb the stairs! THAT WAS A BIG DAY!)
... Now I'm a customer service agent.
i help people at work , navigate the system .
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I don't play an instrument...
notes and chords have never
made any sense to me.
i just write songs about people. then i sing it out loud,
until john says ,"okay, i got it".
then he takes over and i just sit back ,
and watch as he taps out a drum beat,
then guitar , basss, the works.
then i cut him a check for one hundred dollars,
and he hands me my finished CD.
So one day,
my friend , whom i record with . said
* '' bob , the way you sing these songs,
they always sound like Woody Guthrie songs,
but then you tell me, that you want,
a rock feel, to the songs!
which gives me a lot of freedom.'' *
So I told him,
he's got total freedom!!!
We rock out!
it's the most fun i have all week!
..........................................
I don't play an instrument...
notes and chords have never
made any sense to me.
........
I'm hoping a band or artist
will hear one of my songs,
and want to do their version of it ,
live out in the clubs!
LETS TALK!!!!
*.you can reach me at
..............
bob shea
pobox 760697
melrose ma.
02176
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I STARTED WRITING SONGS,
late in life,
after most people my age,
have long since
left the music scene. . . . .
. . i walk into a club
, and i feel out of place. . .
but i don't want my
songs just to sit in a box,
gathering dust,so what
do I do? ..... . . . . . . . . .
. ... if i knew what to do ,
i'd be doing it..... . . . . .
.any ideas , info , or
suggestions would be appreciated! . . . thank you
bob shea .
''''' a goal, without a plan ,
is just
a wish! .
. . . I need a plan!!!! . . . .
. . . . . . . . .
. . . . . . My goal is to have
my songs , being
played out live , in the clubs,
by bands and artists!!
! . . . . . . .
..................... I want to meet musicians, songwriters,
publishers, management,
production companies
and labels. ................ ..
...... Let me know what you
think of the songs,
I hope you enjoy them. ........
.......................
...... BOB SHEA . ................
................... trying to figure out my next move! bob shea .... “Tea is the answer to all life's problems" ....... ... I record my songs at a local recording studio,
run by my friend, J. K. .........
I pay him, one hundred dollars per song
to help me,
turn my songs , into finished CDs ! ( J. K. ........., provides the science , While I provide the magic .)............. BOB SHEA
I DROVE A BUS FOR 32. YEARS
..
. Then I got into an accident , outside of work
, and I spent almost four months in a
hopsital bed! ,
..., ( twelve days in the Melrose-
Wakefield hospital,
and then three and a half months,
in this rehabilitation hospital . . .,
then i slept in my living room ,
till i got strong enough to climb the stairs! THAT WAS A BIG DAY!)
... Now I'm a customer service agent.
i help people at work , navigate the system .
................................
. . ,I have been writing these songs . i don't play an instrument, so i never thought that I would do anything with them. then I saw an add . That said, ’*’ songwriters! Leave the band behind! First song fifty dollars!’’
'*'
. so now I pay a local musician
to help me, turn my songs ,
into finished CDs ! . . .
and well they've sat in a box for way too long now. so i'm posting them up onto myspace and I am hoping something happens. thank you bob shea .... ............ …………It's nice to be important,
but it's important to be nice. " .
I WRITE SONGS, WITH A MELODY
IN MY HEAD.
BUT I DON’T PLAY AN INSTRUMENT
SO I GO TO A LOCAL, ‘’ONE STOP DEMO’’,
RECORDING STUDIO.
WHERE I PAY THIS LOCAL MUSICIAN
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS PER SONG ,
TO PRODUCE ARRANGE
AND PLAY ALL OF THE PARTS TO MY SONG .
********* *.you can reach me at
.............. bob shea
pobox 760697
melrose ma.
02176
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trying to figure out my next move bob ........... I DROVE A BUS FOR 32
out of the last 34 years.
, outside of work,
and I spent almost four months in a hopsital bed! ,
( twelve days in the Melrose-Wakefield hospital,
and then three and a half months, in this
rehabilitation hospital, then i slept in my living room ,
till i got strong enough to climb the stairs)
Now I want to pursue my dream of being a
songwriter!
I don't play an instrument , I'm in my 40's!
so I don't realy see a path anywhere, but I
am having the best time of my life, writing ,
demoing, and recording these songs.
now, I still don't see a path anywhere ! but
I've taken the first step!
I was writing them, for a while now I've
posted my songs on the web
and i'm trying to put together a road
map
............................. ...................... bob shea singer-songwriter ********* ( http://www.myspace.com/bobshea thank you bob shea pobox 760697 melrose ma. 02176
years ago , my friend J. K. ......... ,
talked to me ,
about his situation, as a teacher,
and respecting his privacy
. He wants me to take m
y songs as far as I can take them,
but for his privacy , to be
respected.‘’ so I have. . The only exception I made was ,
mentioning his name , on my myspace page. So the
other day , he emailed me this letter.
(…) . . ., that
again asked me not to mention
his name. so i
apologized, and I wont mention
his name again . BOB SHEA
I write simple songs with
Playful, clever, and gentle word play.
If the song doesn’t make me smile
or laugh or feel good, I put it
on the shelf
till I can re-imagine it anew.
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I record my songs with J. K. ......... ,
Musically, he’s a genious.
Put a guitar in his hands ,
and he’s gifted! A little uptight tho.
He dosen’t let his own music out ,
because it’s never technically perfect. he’s told me,
that as long as I don’t mention
his name He doesn’t care
what I do with the songs
I record with him,
I think because
he see’s a difference ,
between his own songs
and the ones I bring in. ………………… be happy! it's the funnest way to go!
………… songwriters! Leave the band behind! First song fifty dollars!’’ *
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Tuesday, July 07, 2009
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.....................
she'll
lie to your face
............... ...........................................… She'll lie to your face
Poison words dont leave a trace
They just seep into your heart
Watch her throw another dart Like a cat out on a prowl
Shell bite just to hear you howl
Sharp stiletto in the night
Her tongue knows where to strike And shell lie to your face
Shell lie to your face Sending shivers up your spine
Make you think
youve lost your mind
Shell betray you with a kiss
Leaving everything amiss And shell lie to your face
Shell lie to your face SOLO Stop pretending that you care
Really nothing that we share
Just a house thats built with lies
Shouldnt come as a surprise Now the web has come undone
Turning tables is it fun
All the shit you put me through
And now I got some truth for you And shell lie to your face
Shell lie to your face
Shell lie to your face
Shell lie to your face
. AINT GONNA SAY I’M GUILTY
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AINT GONNA SAY I’M GUILTY
I AINT GONNA SAY I’M AN INNOCENT MAN
I AINT GONNA SAY SOCIETY DONE ME WRONG
I AINT A COWARD
I DON’T SING THAT SONG
(SOLO)
BABY I’M SCARED OF DYING
and I know what we done was wrong
baby I’m scared of dying
but somehow I feel
there was justice in the wrong
the cops will try to make you say
that you were in it all the way
but don’t let them fool ya
cuz all they want to do is ruin ya
I AINT GONNA SAY I’M GUILTY
I AINT GONNA SAY I’M AN INNOCENT MAN
I AINT GONNA SAY SOCIETY DONE ME WRONG
I AINT A COWARD I DON’T SING THAT SONG
(Scat verse)
nothing lasts forever
that’s what they say to you
but what we ‘ve got between us
is a love that’s oh so true
now baby I’m an outlaw
but I love you more than life
I wish I’d met you sooner
so I’d still be here tonight
I AINT GONNA SAY I’M GUILTY
I AINT GONNA SAY I’M AN INNOCENT MAN
When society catches you
Upon the crossroads of life
It’s only a matter of time
Before they nail you up right
I AINT GONNA SAY I’M GUILTY
I AINT GONNA SAY I’M AN INNOCENT MAN
I AINT GONNA SAY SOCIETY DONE ME WRONG
I AINT A COWARD I DON’T SING THAT SONG
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'''
* I don't care about tomorrow'''' . . . . . . . . . . . . . ‘ .............
. . . . . '''I don't care about tomorrow(c) . . . . . . . . . . . .
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This war is what brought us together
and now it's tearing us apart
In another place or time
i'd have given my life to be your man
but grrl you 've got to understand tomorrow i march into history
Whether or not i come back is a mystery
but darling , oh my darling
darling please don't cry
i promise to
i promise
i'll love you till the day i die
SHE SAID,,
''''I don't care about tomorrow
Just give me tonight!
To hold you close
in my arms
and love you thru the night!
i don't care about the future
that we wont share
just hold me close in your arms
and tell me that you care!'''' our time is ending, the day is done
the age of romance is on the run
and on the battle field his life
his life is so undone
and the beautiful young grrl is left with a son tomorrow i march into history
Whether or not i come back is a mystery
but darling , oh my darling
my darling please don't cry
i promise to
i promise
love you till the day i die
SHE SAID,,
' '''I don't care about tomorrow
Just give me tonight!
To hold you close
in my arms
and love you thru the night!!!!
i don't care about the future
that we wont share
just hold me close in your arms
and tell me that you care'''' someday i'm gonna take you away
from this life of heart ache and pain
someday i;m gonna return to you
and all of our dreams will come true
wrapped in your arms, suspended in a kiss ' '''I don't care about tomorrow
Just give me tonight!
To hold you close
in my arms
and love you thru the night!!!!
i don't care about the future
that we wont share
just hold me close in your arms
and tell me that you care''''
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Baby we’ve got everything .
As long as we’re together .
Girl I’m a rich man .
as long as I ‘ve got you . . . . . . . . . . . .
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UR my LUV ©
. . The times we shared .
I’ll never forget .
And the love we made .
I’ll never regret .
Because baby
you’re my everything .
and I just want you to know . You’re my love ooo, baby .
You’re the one I love .
You’re my love ooo, baby .
I promise you my love .
I promise you my love . The walls between us .
Have been broken .
by the words of love .
That we have spoken .
In this garden of eden .
where dreams come true . Our cross into love , . has made us one .
Together forever , .our journey’s begun . You’re my love ooo, baby .
You’re the one I love .
You’re my love ooo, baby .
I promise you my love .
I promise you my love . I’d climb the mountains .
Cross the rivers and oceans too .
I’d do it all if it meant I could be with you .
Because our love is forever darling .
Our love is so true .
That untill the end of time my love ..
I’ll be in love with you .
You’re my love ooo, baby .
You’re the one I love .
You’re my love ooo, baby .
I promise you my love .
I promise you my love .
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.‘’’’’my darling Meleto’’’’’’
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my darling Meleto ............................................................ I know a boy back in Rio
he loves to say
live your life the right way !
live it everyday!!
and don’t ask
to give your love
don’t ask
to feel the pain
just give it
all of you and
you’ll never feel the rain
my boy in Rio
my darling Meleto
my boy back in Rio
please stay true to me
while I work
and slave all day
in the U.S.A.
my darling Meleto
please stay true to me Ooo that boy back in Rio
he knows just what to say
to make me feel so warm inside
to drive the blues away
sing your song
I sing your song
I have so much
and then it’s gone
in a world so heartless and cruel
I’ll never lose hope
as long as I’ve got you my boy in Rio
my darling Meleto
my boy back in Rio
please stay true to me
while I work
and slave all day
in the U.S.A.
my darling Meleto
please stay true to me (SOLO)
my boy in Rio
my darling Meleto
my boy back in Rio
please stay true to me
while I work
and slave all day
in the U.S.A.
my darling Meleto
please stay true to me
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I posted a new video
he’s out of my heart © he was the only one for me…
at least that’s what I thought
tried to erase our history
… but don’t forget me not
I loved him madl…y
I thought I allways would
he left me badly
I’d forget him if I could
now he’s out of my life
it’s a brand new world
no longer his wife
no longer his girl
he’s out of my day
gonna make a new start
gonna make a new way
he’s out of my heart he was the guy who’d never leave
I thought that much was true
we’d be together I believed
forever love times two
he held me closely ,
untill he went away
left me here crying
way back in yesterday
now he’s out of my life
it’s a brand new world
no longer his wife
no longer his girl
he’s out of my day
gonna make a new start
gonna make a new way
he’s out of my heart he was the only one for me
he was the one who set me free
he was the only one for me now he’s out of my life
it’s a brand new world
no longer his wife no longer his girl
he’s out of my day
gonna make a new start
gonna make a new way
he’s out of my heart
now he’s out of my life
it’s a brand new world
no longer his wife no longer his girl
he’s out of my day gonna make a new start
gonna make a new way
he’s out of my heart . ..................................
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World Aids Day (W.A.D.)
((((the chorus is ...
* Before you take a chance
On a sweet romance
You better make sure,
Its a safety dance
safety dance safety dance
You better make sure,
Its a safety dance *))))
Willey blades, was a bear of a man
He could crush your hand with a shake
Willey blades, was a hell of a man
He always gave more than hed take But now every time we hug
He gets weaker and weaker
Yeah, now every time his hug
It gets weaker and weaker Cause wileys just a shadow of himself
98 pounds soaking wet
Cause hes got HIV and girl he shows it
hes got HIV and girl he knows it Cindy chu was a woman who
When it came to love
knew a thing or two
But she didnt know nothing
about her sweet little muffin
Who was sharing needles
with a boy named bill
Who has HIV ,but doesnt show it
hes got HIV , but dosent know it
* Before you take a chance
On a sweet romance
You better make sure,
Its a safety dance
safety dance safety dance
You better make sure,
Its a safety dance * Hey I dont mind being a victim of love
But I dont want to be a victim of aids
So its safe sex or abstinance
Theres just no other way Love on the ropes
I feel like a clown
Love on the ropes
Im going down
Love on the ropes
My hearts in a sling
Love on the ropes
From doing the wild thing
We were anything but inlove
she said we were anything but in love And now every time we hug
He gets weaker and weaker
Yeah, now every time we hug
He gets weaker and weaker
Cause cindys just a shadow of himself
98 pounds soaking wet
Cause shes got HIV and boy she shows it
shes got HIV and boy she knows it
* Before you take a chance
On a sweet romance
You better make sure,
Its a safety dance
safety dance safety dance
You better make sure,
Its a safety dance *
out of chaos, brilliant stars are born
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. be kind and never ever ever belittle
.............................................. Life is a river . .
Floating out to the sea . .
Love is the water . .
That flows . .
between you and me . .
Over the rocks . .
around the bend . .
Rushing the falls . .
you never end . .
Love is a river . . . . . . . . . . ..............................................
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Love is the ocean . .
Kissing the sands . .
upon the shore . .
Love are the tides . .
that ebb and flow . .
Each day theyre back . .
to you once more . .
Love is the water . .
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Your mother your father . .
Your son and your daughter . .
. .
Love is a river . . . .
Love is a river . .
Flowing around you .
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............... All day long I think of you .
All night long what we would do .
If when our hearts collided .
Both of us were true . I fell for you grrl , from the start .
I fell for you with all my heart .
Now don’t you take my love girl .
Steal my heart then let it go . Your friends wont let me see you .
My friends wont let me know .
If when our hearts collided ,
You were in control . We’ll Head out on the highway .
Leave this town behind .
I only think about you .
always on my mind . So if you get this letter .
If you read these words .
Baby you know what you gotta do .
So I can be with you .
In a dream , a dream come true .
All night long I’ll wait for you .
At the place where .
I met you .
Wishing dreams came true
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Get a job you bum © bob shea
Get a Job you bum
music doesn't pay
That's what
they've all been telling me
Get a job you bum
music doesn't sell
That's why I told 'em
to go to hell There aint no difference
work or play ,
That I'd be doing anyway
Don't live for money ,
it don't make you sane if you play guitar
you're bound to lose
and wind up soaking
in the booze
they'll associate you
with bad news
they'll probably steal your
Sunday shoes
There aint no difference
work or play ,
That I'd be doing anyway
Don't live for money ,
it don't make you sane
Get a job you bum
Nothing where you strum
you can't eat a song
You can't sleep
on a melody
(Solo)
Well I made my choice
I'm a music man
And I'll try to stay
out of the garbage can
If you hear my voice
then you know my plan
I'm a music man I'm a music man
There aint no difference work or play ,
That I'd be doing anyway
Don't live for money ,
it don't make you sane
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* Waiting undercover
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for an other lover
Waiting for the night to fall
Waiting undercover
for an other lover
Waiting for the night to call I live for the night
For the night
sets me free
I live for the night
For the night is my eternity Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows
Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows
Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows Angelique my darling Angelique my curse
Angelique my darling lift this curse So many years , of sleeping in the coffin
So many years ,of waiting for love
So many years , of sleeping in the coffin
So many years , I’m thirsting for love
Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows
Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows
Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows ‘’I am compelled , by desires , I can’t control,’’
he said , as he led her from the bed
‘’I am compelled , by desires , I can’t control,’’
As he took control , of her very soul And he used to be a mortal,
just like you or I
But that was before ,
he let his Angelique die
Now he walks the streets , l
ooking for someone to meet
he walks the streets ,
looking for something
to eat Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows
Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows
Barnabus Collins, Dark Shadows…
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* I am the gypsy . . .
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.................... Sit with the gypsy. Let me hear what I can hear.
In the shadows, souls are whispering, what they say is not
yet clear
Leave your worries , leave them here
Light a candle , say a prayer
and by the first of dawn all your worries will be gone Put your offering in the dish, I'll help you if you wish
Around your neck wear this chain
If you're in danger speak the lords name Leave your worries in the dish
light a candle, make a wish
It will all come true ! this I promise you!!! I am the gypsy, I am the gypsy queen
I see what is, what is and isn't seen
I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen Sit with the gypsy! Let me see what I can see
In the shadows standing there,
There's a face, not yet clear Leave your worries , here with me
light a candle, say the roseary
when morning birds have spoken,
all the curse will be broken’’’ I am the gypsy I am the gypsy queen
I see what is, what is and isn't seen
I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen…
(Solo) Sit with the gypsy, let me whisper what you're to do
In the shadows I feel a threat and it's coming after you
The enemy who stalks you , and seeks to do you harm
Will fall at your feet
Just carry with you this charm
Leave your worries leave them here
light a candle say a prayer
leasve an offering in the dish, I'll help you if you wish leave your worries in the dish, light a candle . make a wish
it will all come true
this I promise you I am the gypsy, I am the gypsy queen........ . .............................................................
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live your life the right way ! live it everyday!!
and don’t ask to give your love
don’t ask to feel the pain
just give it all of you and you’ll never feel the rain
my lady of Rio my darling Maria
my lady of Rio please stay true to me
while I work and slave all day in the U.S.A.
my darling Maria please stay true to me Ooo that girl from Rio she knows just what to say
to make me feel so warm inside to drive the blues away
sing your song I sing your song
I have so much and then it’s gone
in a world so heartless and cruel
I’ll never lose hope as long as I’ve got you my lady of Rio my darling Maria
my lady of Rio please stay true to me
while I work and slave all day in the U.S.A.
my darling Maria please stay true to me
(SOLO)
my lady of Rio my darling Maria
my lady of Rio please stay true to me
while I work and slave all day in the U.S.A.
my darling Maria please stay true to me
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I know a boy back in Rio
he loves to say
live your life the right way !
live it everyday!!
and don’t ask
to give your love
don’t ask
to feel the pain
just give it
all of you and
you’ll never feel the rain
my boy in Rio
my darling Meleto
my boy back in Rio
please stay true to me
while I work
and slave all day
in the U.S.A.
my darling Meleto
please stay true to me my darling Meleto ... Ooo that boy back in Rio
he knows just what to say
to make me feel so warm inside
to drive the blues away
sing your song
I sing your song
I have so much
and then it’s gone
in a world so heartless and cruel
I’ll never lose hope
as long as I’ve got you my boy in Rio
my darling Meleto
my boy back in Rio
please stay true to me
while I work
and slave all day
in the U.S.A.
my darling Meleto
please stay true to me (SOLO)
my boy in Rio
my darling Meleto
my boy back in Rio
please stay true to me
while I work
and slave all day
in the U.S.A.
my darling Meleto
please stay true to me
my new video's ...
LIFE IS A RIVER
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Life is a river .
Floating out to the sea .
Love is the water .
That flows between .
you and me .
Over the rocks around the bend .
Rushing the falls you never end .
Love is a river Love is the ocean .
Kissing the sands upon the shore .
Love are the tides that ebb and flow .
Each day theyre back to you
once more .
Love is the water . Your mother
your father .
Your son and your daughter .
Love is a river Love is a river .
Flowing around you as you breathe .
Giving you all your hopes and wants .
Giving you everything you need .
Love is a river .
SOLO .
Life is a river .
Flowing before you came to be .
Staying through time .
it just stands still .
Moving so fast out to the sea .
Always a giver .
Always providing life to me .
Love is a river .
Love is a river .
It’s not too late© . . .
It’s not too late©
What you hold in your heart .
What you take to the grave .
It’s not what you got .
It’s what you gave . What you cherish each day .
On each day that you live .
It’s not what you received .
It’s what you give . . Everything that you loved .
Everything that you held dear . What your anger will say .
Only leads you astray .
It’s not the hate .
It’s not too late .
(solo) . Everything that you loved .
Everything that you held dear . As they lead you away .
past the big pearly gates .
And st. peter asks .
What do you fear . It’s not what you got .
It’s what you gave .
So I enter lord .
My conscience clear . Everything that you loved .
Everything that you held dear
bob shea ..............................................
. I WRITE SONGS, WITH A MELODY IN MY HEAD.
BUT I DON’T PLAY AN INSTRUMENT
SO I GO TO A LOCAL, ‘
’ONE STOP DEMO’’, RECORDING STUDIO.
WHERE I PAY THIS LOCAL MUSICIAN
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS PER SONG ,
TO PRODUCE ARRANGE
AND PLAY ALL OF THE PARTS TO MY SONG .
this local musician that I go to,
to record my songs
said he thinks its great ,
that i am finally
trying to do something
with the songs ,
that he helped me to write. . .
(but) ... he said,
He has one request ...
that I never tell anyone that
he was the one who helped me
to write them.
( ... even tho i couldn't hit
a string or pluck a note
to save my life ...)
he said,""
Feel free
to present yourself as the only
author/performer or you can
make up fake names for the drummer,
bass and guitar. That's no problem. """
so i have agreed , and have deleted
his name from my page...some people!
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Monday, June 29, 2009
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This local musician that I go to , said '' bob , the way you sing these songs, they always sound like Woody Guthrie songs, but then you tell me that you want a ' rock ' feel to them which gives me a lot of freedom"". He's got total freedom. I just sit there in amazement, as he taps out a drum pattern throws down some guitar, bass, and the works. Then he has me sing it. All within three hours. Then I cut him a check for one hundred dollars and he hands me a finished CD. Then I walk out of there on cloud eleven. And it’s on to the next song! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I 'm a songwriter. i drove a bus for eighteen years . i don't play an instrument. so i paid a local musician one hundred dollars to produce ,arrange, and play all of the instruments, on my CD. ''now what happens ?'' is the question. i went to an open mike. and i was up 'next'. when , i panicked and I was half way home before i calmed down enough to breath. i don't think preforming them , is the way I want to go. every thing I've read about the music business scares the hell out of me. so my songs have just been sitting in this box, gathering dust. i am looking for infomation, ideas and sugestions , about what happens after you write them? thank you! bobshea./ a boston area songwriter. but I don't play an instrument! ! ! ! strings and notes have never made any sense to me. (a c-note a c-chord a c-vitimin, whats the difference?) so THEN i saw this ad , that said ,'''SONGWRITERS! , leave your band behind! first song ,fifty dollars!'' '. so i answered the ad and it was this local musician named John . a local musician, who has turned his ' closed in porch', into a recording studio. and for one hundred dollars per song, he turns my songs into finished CD's. I'll walk in there and he'll say,""OK, let's hear what you got.'' so i'll start singing ,while he figures out a few things , in his mind, how he wants to approach it, and all, then after he's decided , he says ,"OK", ( and takes over. and i just sit back and I sit there in amazement, as I watch my song come to life ! then i sing it for real at the end . then he 'burns' it. he's my best friend. and he's a musical genious . He knows all that stuff. And he does it all in his head ,he's totaly lost in the creative process, while i'm just sitting there, watching my song come to life, right before my eyes. And usually his wife Robin , who is busy looking after their two little pre-schoolers, taz and tazmin. Will come into the recording studio, (She has an incredible voice!) put on some headphones, and sing background vocals. and Richard M. a great guitarist and friend usually joins us. and throws down some incredable guitar! and backing vocals! GUITAR THUNDER! !!!! it's the most fun three hours I have all week! we have a blast! we rock out! then I'm on cloud eleven for a week afterwards! I mean man! We have a lot of fun! and after all isn't that what its< o:p> all about!?! This local musician that I go to ,jOHN k . said '' bob , the way you sing these songs, they always sound like Woody Guthrie songs, but then you tell me that you want a ' rock ' feel to them which gives me a lot of freedom"". He's got total freedom. I just sit there in amazement, as he taps out a drum pattern throws down some guitar, bass, and the works. Then he has me sing it. All within three hours. Then I cut him a check for one hundred dollars and he hands me a finished CD. Then I walk out of there on cloud eleven. And it's on to the next song! i'm wondering if any of you have any suggestions for me about pursuing a songwriting career. i drove a bus for eighteen years and now i am trying to become a proffessional songwriter. . i just don't have the slightest idea how to go about it. . I am looking for any ideas, or suggestions " thank you robert shea pobox 760697 melrose ma. 02176 hi !I'm a boston area songwriter. my dream is that people , all over the world will be listening , to my songs!!! i figured , once i wrote them, things would just happen. i write them. demo them. then put them in this box . where they've just been sitting , for way too long now! if i knew what to do , I'd be doing it. I'M NOT A MUSICIAN . I DON'T PLAY AN INSTRUMENT . I AM A BUS DRIVER . I WROTE THESE SONGS . THEN I WENT TO A ONE STOP DEMO PLACE . AND I PAID THEM TO 'HELP ME TURN MY SONGS INTO FINISHED 'cd's ''' . SO I AM POSTING MY SONGS UP IN CYBERSPACE , AND I AM TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT CAN I DO, NOW TO GET MY SONGS PLAYED AND COVERED BY OTHER ARTISTS? ANY IDEAS, SUGGESTIONS , OR FEED BACK WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED !!!! THANK YOU BOB SHEA My sound? My style? Beats me! John k. decides all that. i sing it out loud, and then john k. takes over. and three hours later ,i walk out of his closed in porch, recording studio, with a finished CD. i hope you like what you hear . in my songs . every body worries and struggles and means well. there are no hero's or villains in my songs .just people , who don't 'get each other' , they just don't understand eachother. But still they worry about eachother. because the love is there . it’s the same old same old . when they're liste ning for it they don't see it. when they're looking for it . they don't hear it. . but it's there. it's all I ever write about. L.o.V.e
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I was listening to this radio show.
These two ladies were on,
They had written a book
and they were being
interviewed about it . they said
class is not based on intelligence
but on dirrection. inner directed people
out compete their outter directed peers
thru-out their lives. and that it is a learned behavior.
. They had studied schools,
Working Class schools and. Upper Class schools
They said that
the Working Class kids(public schooled)
*They were trained from the earliest
to be outer directed.
and were taught to
1learn the rules.
2Obey the rules
and
3follow the rules.
rules! rules!! rules!!!
All decisions were to be made for them.
And they were treated as if
they were incapable of
making independent decisions.
It is a system of 'Learned Indecision'.
While the Upper Class kids
were taught to make independent decisions,
and were treated as if they were capable
, from the earliest. of making independent decisions
It was System of ' learned decision making'. (The upper class kids (private schooled)
were trained from the earliest
to be inner directed. )
.
Then these ladies said that ,
*this skill set ' (learned independent
decision making skills)
gave the Upper Class kids
a ( learned) evolutionary advantage that
allowed the upper Class kids
to out compete their Working Class peers,
thorough out the rest of their lives.
And they said that ,
'' in the upper class schools,
the more successful students
were the most '. 'inner directed',
while the outer directed kids
were considered the 'failures'. while in the working class schools,
the more successful students ,
were the most outer directed,
And it was the inner directed kids
Who were considered the 'failures'.
the exact opposite skill sets
were rewarded and punished.
new human DNA discovered
( learned evolutionary traits DNA
can be passed on ) New human dna, cannot be passed on ,
within the genes , so it is instead
selectively taught,
instilling learned evolutionary traits,
within the educational system,
that either , advantages or disadvantages,
the child, for the rest of their lives
One group of children was trained to
mimic Picasso …a ( learned)
evolutionary advantage ! While
The other group of children ,
was trained to
mimic … -------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- .... i listened to this show on college radio, they interview authors, who talk about their book. i listened to this guy, who wrote a book about LITERAL THINKERS AND LATERAL THINKERS. He said that no matter when . no matter where . 50 % of us, are. Right Brained. 'Literal Thinkers'. Born Gate Keepers, who move in a straight lines. (near sighted (they have no vision , cant see the forest thru the trees)) And 50 % of us are Born Deal Makers. Left brained. 'Lateral thinkers'. (far sighted (a bunch of dreamers who can't see what’s right there , under their noses)) And we need both to move society along thru , the unknown environments of space-time. Towards Man's Prime Directive' this surfer dude back in the 1300's , over in Saudi-Aruba. He said '''' 'no matter where no matter when, 50% of us believe in '''a punishing god ''''. and the other 50 % of us believe in '''a loving god.''' "" ------------------------------------------------- So i was thinking , if that's true , then People who believe in a punishing God , view heaven as 'a police state'. And people who believe in a loving God view heaven as , 'a place where love comes first'. ................. --------------------------------------------------- And then A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO, I WAS STANDING IN LINE TO SEE A MOVIE, and I saw this poster (for the new transformers movie, that's coming out next summer!) and I thought if man's prime directive really is ,'to create heaven on earth' . Then 50% of us are trying to create a police state !!! and the other 50 % of us are trying to create ,'a place where love comes first'. opposite directives. We all believe in God. We are all following , 'THE PRIME DIRECTIVE 'Man's Prime Directive'. Man's Prime Directive'. (Opposite, Equal, and opposing forces. Neither side can see it. ) Man's Prime Directive'. Yet One side's' heaven' is the other side's 'hell' . (On earth as it is in heaven.. prime one. Can not be deleted !) it's kind of like steering a car. 'The four controls that society uses to navigate time-space' are (left and right sides of early brain and modern brain) So 'born gate keepers', put the brakes on society while born deal makers like to push it to the max . ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, --------------------------------------------------- literal thinkers- ahead lateral thinkers-move it
side to side LITERAL right brainer thinkers are
the straight ahead no distraction
get the job done ' data is fact even when it's
wrong. Types ' LATERAL left brain thinkers are the side to side relationship
building movers of society near sighted are... far sighted are... -=-=- - - --------- ========================
===== a ghost walk there's a blind creek that runs
under old river road. and it gets unusually foggy ,
near the old water falls. the water no longer flows there. and for kicks ,sometimes the
young people in town will gather , on foggy nights, at this spot along old river road, for a ghost walk. that's what we call it at least. what is a ghost walk if you've never taken a ghost walk? how do I explain it? on a foggy night if you look out across a body of water suddenly you'll see , well ,
you wont be surE at first , but as it becomes clearer
you'll see a distant shore close enough to walk to,
if the body of water is shallow enough. easily close enough
to swim or sail to . but you must never walk to it ,swim to it ,
or sail to it. because even tho it is much more than a mirage,
it's unreachable in this world . for it is not of this world
but another. a place between worlds , where the
spirits of the dead , who can not let go of this world dwell. and as you stand there watching them
, it's not as if they speak, but suddenly it's as if you know
them, at some deep level you sense their stories,
you feel the pain, the wrongs and hurts that they can not
let go of, that trap them between worlds and you morn
for them , you can't help it. Feeling what they feel. and
sometimes that is enough. just the sense that they feel , of
being 'heard' ,is often enough to trigger an emotional release
within them, and they are freed to travel on to the next world... ...........................................
......... ........................... I'd heard this story about a ghost
walk all my life . Now , I surmise that a healer, sometime in the past must have
been along the road helping those ,
who cannot let go of this world ,to regain a sense of equilibrium
and balance, and feel understood , and other people must have been
there, while he was doing it , andhe did not realized that
in the fog, along waterways, they too would
see , what he sees. So for fun I went
to one of these ghost walks, and at one point ,
I let go of my date's hand. and just for a moment My friends all screamed and panicked, it wasn't meant for
them to see beyond the grave. Sensing
their horror, I put my hand back upon my
girlfriend as we ran .everyone scattered . So the
night was pretty much done , but what I noticed was that those
between worlds, could see us. They had turned towards us. The spirits that dwell between worlds ,
were on the march.. The screams , I'll never forget them ,
as we all scrambled to safety." what would they say I wondered.
It wasn't long, before I had my answer.
The next weekend there were hundreds of kids there,
from all over .they all wanted in on the latest thrill.
Well, they goit it as the fog rose up from beneath old river
road and I began to see them gathering across the divide.
When I let go of susan. Suddenly
the two worlds were visable to each
other and the great leap happened. that had only happened once
before. when I was a kid ,there were these
falls , in salemwood , called ''Killers Falls". And there were
these rocks that you could jump,
from one to the next , as slowly, you'
could work your way out , rock to rock, all the way out to the edge of the
falls, and lay down upon this big rock , that hung out , part way over the falls
, real slow like, so you didn't rock it, and from there you could look straight
down into forever. You could even drop a stone straight
down into the mist of falls and it would disappear . You'd never
hear it hit , or nothing . Well I was out there one day , when
the water rose, and I was trapped out there. till the
water receded , I wasn't going anywhere, so I settled
in, to wait it out. Well, I must have fallen asleep and
been swept over the falls to my death, because I woke up in
a strange and wondrous place. Filled with people from the
before time. One of the people was an old woman,
who was making knots , all kinds of knots, kind of like a grass
skirt, but it was a tell of her people , she was the keeper of her peoples tell.
And when she noticed , that I was sensing who she was ,
her eyes grew wide. And I walked on. and there was a
Native American , who looked kind of like a hillbilly,
and he said, ''how you doing?'', and I said, ""I was just looking!! !
''''''I dont belong here! '''''''''''''''' I I I '' and he said ,''you’re right , you don’t.’
as he pointed straight up. and as I followed the direction
he was pointing in , I woke up back on the rock , and I was still half asleep
and all, but I swear, that was the day I saw water
running uphill. So I made it back in to shore , and I never tried that again. Ever since I was a teenager,
if I'm talking to someone, if they become, lost in thought, , distracted for even just a second ,
(like they're a million miles away ,),
I can sometimes sense their whole
story. Other times I can just get a
feel of the wounds , that they carry,
in the deepest part of them.
On the train , one day, I sat next to a woman,
who had
*the ability to restore equilibrium
and balance* , where ever
she went.
And she choose to to spend most
of her time in the forrest and woods surrounding salemwood. Its a place you cant find anymore
on a map because first , a long time ago, the biggest piece
of it , broke away and became
Melrose MA. And then the part that
stayed a part of malden ma., in 1919 the good
people of salemwood , changed
its name to maplewood. …………….
since LAST WEEKS SHORT STORY +++++++++++++++++
+++++! push it Straight
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Saturday, June 27, 2009
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These are some songs , I demoed at ed Arnold’s recording studio. Produced and arranged by ed Arnold.. Bob blind womam blind woman blind womam blind woman Theres an old blind woman
lives by a creak
People come to visit ,
just to hear her speak
They bring her tobacco
she gives them a drink
She know what they’re hiding
quicker than you can blink
People come to visit
and theyre hoping to know ,
How to lift the weight,
bearing on their soul They fall to piecs , Then she picks them back up
They all wanna be forgiven,
because theyve suffered enough
Blind woman blind woman
tell me what you see
These ghostly worries
are haunting me
Blind woman blind woman
lead me to the light
These ghostly worries are
haunting me tonight
She grew up in darkness!
She grew up wild!
Learnt from nature!
How to be a voodoo child!
Lives in the swamp!
Plants are her cures!
Guaranteed elixirs!
Not sold in stores!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
tell me what you see!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
lead me to the light!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me tonight!
So she looks at them
with them long dead eyes
And suddenly to their surprise ,
Theyre saying things
they thought they never would
And for some strange reason ,
it feels good
She loves to tell riddles ,
make you guess
The meanings of her words ,
Till you confess
To what you done
that has filled your heart with guilt
Taken a flower and made it wilt
Blind woman! Blind woman!
tell me what you see!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
lead me to the light!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me tonight!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
tell me what you see!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
lead me to the light!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me tonight! ----------------------------------------------------------------------- I AM THE GYPSY ------------------------------------------
I AM THE GYPSY© BOB SHEA
Sit with the gypsy. Let me hear what I can hear.
In the shadows, souls they whisper, what they say is not yet clear
Leave your worries , leave them here
Light a candle , say a prayer
and by the first of dawn all your worries will be gone
Put your offering in the dish, I'll help you if you wish
Around your neck wear this chain
If you're in danger speak the lords name
Leave your worries in the dish
light a candle, make a wish
It will all come true ! this I promise you!!!
I am the gypsy, I am the gypsy queen
I see what is, what is and isn't seen
I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen
Sit with the gypsy! Let me see what I can see
In the shadows standing there,
a person who’s face, not yet clear
Leave your worries , here with me
light a candle, say the roseary
when morning birds have spoken,
all the curse will be broken’’’
I am the gypsy I am the gypsy queen
I see what is, what is and isn't seen
I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen…
(Solo)
Sit with the gypsy, let me whisper what you're to do
In the shadows I feel a threat and it's coming after you
The enemy who stalks you , and seeks to do you harm
Will fall at your feet
Just carry with you this charm
Leave your worries leave them here
light a candle say a prayer
leasve an offering in the dish, I'll help you if you wish
leave your worries in the dish, light a candle . make a wish
it will all come true
this I promise you
I am the gypsy, I am the gypsy queen
I see what is, what is and isn't seen
I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen
...............
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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The sky is so blue
crying over you
lost and alone
What can I do
Sadder than sad
The sky is so blue
Feeling so alone
Girl what can I do I want to love you completely
And I know where the love is strong
I want to kiss your lips sweetly
and to love you girl the whole night
long Where ever when ever the day or
night
I want to be there girl
So I could hold you tight
What can I do
crying over you
lost and alone
Feeling so blue
The sky is so blue
crying over you
lost and alone
What can I do
Sadder than sad
The sky is so blue
Feeling so alone
Girl what can I do Now I need you girl
Right by my side
There’s a longing I just can’t hide
And I wish you’d Stop your waiting girl
Watching the world go by Where ever when ever day or night
I want to be there girl
till the mornings day light The sky is so blue
crying over you
lost and alone
What can I do
Sadder than sad
The sky is so blue
Feeling so alone
Girl what can I
KINKY BOOTS! kinky boots now a girl can change her grove
different songs can make her move
one day its hard the next its smooth
now a grrl can’t change her dreams
so simple but what do they mean
she tries to know what do they mean better if they get you
don’t let them forget you
hiding in the clover
what to do it over? Now a grrl can change her style
it can happen every once in awhile
its different then the same for a while better if they get you
don’t let them forget you
hiding in the clover
what to do it over? now a girl can change her grove
different songs can make her move
one day its hard the next its smooth
now a grrl can’t change her dreams
so simple but what do they mean
she tries to know what do they mean
she tries to know what do they mean
. *** I SAW THIS MOVIE CALLED
'''kinky boots
''' ABOUT A TRANSVESTITE.
IT WAS A GREAT MOVIE
I ENJOYED IT .
AND ONE OF THE CHARACTERS
SAID
,'' A GRRL CAN'T CHANGE HER
DREAMS CHARLEY!''.
AND IT STUCK IN MY HEAD ALL
NIGHT
AND THE NEXT DAY I WROTE
'''KINKY BOOTS.
* AND AT THE TIME
I THOUGHT SHE WAS TALKING
ABOUT HER DREAMS,
BUT NOW I THINK
ITS MORE HER BLISS
OR HER GOALS
She’s soaking her dreams
(
This is a video about a girl
who murders her father .)
She’s soaking her dreams .
with gasoline,
killing her light .
with grass and mescaline .
Cindy child .
with her needles and spoons .
looking out .
for the police and the goons . She doesn’t come home ,
on the nights .
her dad’s been drinking .
Because he gets ugly .
And she knows .
what he’s been thinking . So she hangs .
with the girls ,
who look so big .
As they flick .
their ashes ,
as the neon .
flashes,
working
for Mr. Big .
Cindy was a wild child ,
looking for a man child,
who could give her more .
Couldn’t see
the wolf . at the door . Running from momma’s .
little break down .
She don’t want to be .
daddies next take down .
Cindy cryed the day ,
they took her mom away .
She knew the awful things .
that her dad would say .
Cindy cryed the day ,
That her mom went away .
She knew the awful things ,
that he’s want her to say . So that night,
as her father staggered home .
He watched her ,
step out of the shadows .
alone.
Give me a kiss,
you pretty young miss,
give a kiss to your father .
Give me a kiss,
you’re such a pretty .
young miss,
Because all we have left ,
is each other .
Cindy raised a gun .
and said,
’’this is for the pain ''
Cindy raised a gun ,
and put a bullet ,
in his brain .
And as the police .
were taking her away .
She said ,
' ‘I knew what he was thinking ,
when he looked that way!
I knew what he was thinking,
so I blew him away . . .
*Desolation girl
Desolation girl © bob shea . One of the survivers, in this
world .
You can be beside her, in this
world .
Desolation girl desolation girl ,
in this world .
Desolation girl desolation girl ,
in this world .
Coming to your nation to your
town .
Out of hibernation , she’s around
.
Desolation girl desolation girl ,
in this world .
Desolation girl desolation girl ,
in this world .
What she wants to be .
Anything to me .
and what she seems to be a
desolation gilr .
(Solo)
Listen to her signal .
On the air .
Fm modulation, she don’t care .
Desolation girl desolation girl ,
in this world .
Desolation girl desolation girl ,
in this world .
hi everybody!
ok ,I have started writing,
these songs (with a melody in
my head ) . i don't play an
instrument, so i never thought
that I would do anything with
them.
then I saw an add.
That said,’’ songwriters! Leave the band behind! First song fifty dollars!’’ . so now I pay a local musician
to
help me, turn my songs , into
finished CDs ! . . . and well
they've
sat in a box for way too long now.
so i'm posting them up onto
myspace
and I am hoping something
happens
. thank you
bob shea
.... ......................
years ago ,
my friend J==, talked to me ,
about his situation, as a teacher,
and respecting his privacy .
He wants
me to take my songs as far as
I can
take them, but for his privacy ,
to
be respected.‘’ so I have. .
The
only exception I made was ,
mentioning his name , on my
myspace page.
So the other day ,
he emailed me this letter.(…)
. . .,
that again asked me
not to mention
his name.
so i apologized,
and I wont mention his name
again
. BOB SHEA !
*Lonely woman . . .
*Lonely woman, no good man
© Bob Shea
Behind every no good man there
is a woman
And she loves him loves him loves
him
as he does her wrong
Well no matter what he tries
She’ll stand with him by his side
And she loves him loves him loves
him
be it right or wrong
Behind every lonely women there
is a man
And he tells her what she wants
to understand
Well no matter what he does
She is always so in love
Cause she sees him as she wants
to understand
Behind every
Lonely woman
Behind every no good man
Is a love that carries on
Though it may be right or wrong
Well it’s all we know or want to understand
Well the best thing he’s got going
in
his life
is the woman that stays with him
as
his wife
as she listens to his lies
She suppresses all her cries
though the pain of it all
cuts her like
a knife
Behind every
Lonely woman
Behind every no good man
Is a love that carries on
Though it may be right or wrong
Well it’s all we know or want to understand
If he ever lost her love he
wouldn’t
last
like a ship that’s sailing with a
broken mast
through the deep dark ocean
blue
He would not know what to
do
in his life without her love
he wouldn’t
last
Behind every
Lonely woman
Behind every no good man
Is a love that carries on
Though it may be right or wrong
Well it’s all we know or want to understand
*
i'm hoping that
a band or artist
, hears one of
my songs , and
wants to , perform
their version
of it
live , out in the
clubs . ..
*
Emily
. . .
Ever since we met
when we were young
Emily ©Bob Shea
Ever since we met
when we were young
I chased you down I had you
on the run
I couldn’t ever let you
Leave me here alone as one Emily
I’ve always had your heart girl
on the run
You can see
That I’ll always be there chasing you I’m not the type to rock and roll and leave
Especially from the one I truly need
We’ll always have a lifeline
So I can always be around Emily
I’ve always had your heart girl
on the run
You can see
That I’ll always be there chasing you SOLO Every now and then I go away
But never too long will I go astray
I know I couldn’t bear it
To be away from you too long Emily
I’ve always had your heart girl
on the run
You can see
That I’ll always be there chasing you
Emily
…. ( Every song I sing I sing for you
Every note I play girl is so true
I want to spend forever
In love with you
)
bob shea
pobox 760697
melrose ma.
02176 ------
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Sunday, June 14, 2009
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MAN-DROID a world run by machine,
mans lost his soul
the gods of technology
have taken control
a world run by machine,
a silicone brain
the newest tools rule,
saying man's gone insane
it's the sum of all fears
what we carry inside
that one day real soon
that the whole world
will die
now the oceans are sulfur,
the mountains are dust
and all of the people
are starting to rust. And then heaven’hell’. (On earth
.. . . . .
bob shea
pobox 760697
melrose ma.
02176
------------------------
……………………
…………........
I DROVE A BUS
FOR EIGHTEEN YEARS.
( most of it for a non-union place,
but now
i have a union job!!!! with some protection)
..
. Then I got into an accident , outside of work
, and I spent almost four months in a
hopsital bed! ,
..., ( twelve days in the Melrose-
Wakefield hospital,
and then three and a half months,
in this rehabilitation hospital,
then i slept in my living room ,
till i got strong enough to climb the stairs)
... Now Now I'm a customer service agent.
i help people at work , navigate the system .
................................
...............................................
a world run by machine,
mans lost his soul
the gods of technology
have taken control
a world run by machine,
a silicone brain
the newest tools rule,
saying man's gone insane
it's the sum of all fears
what we carry inside
that one day real soon
that the whole world
will die
now the oceans are sulfur,
the mountains are dust
and all of the people
are starting to rust
...........................................
She’s soaking her dreams © bob shea
She’s soaking her dreams
with gasoline,
killing her light
with grass and mescaline
Cindy child
with her needles and spoons
looking out
for the police and the goons
She doesn’t come home,
on the nights
her dad’s been drinking
Because he gets ugly
And she knows
what he’s been thinking
So she hangs
with the girls ,
who look so big
As they flick
their ashes ,
as the neon
flashes,
working
for Mr. Big
Cindy was a wild child ,
looking for a man child,
who could g as it is in heaven.. prime one. Can not be deleted !)
. ……………………………....
.. ..
.. ..
…………It's nice to be important,
but it's important to be nice. " ....
.
I WRITE SONGS, WITH A MELODY IN MY HEAD.
BUT I DON’T PLAY AN INSTRUMENT
SO I GO TO A LOCAL, ‘’ONE STOP DEMO’’,
RECORDING STUDIO.
WHERE I PAY THIS LOCAL MUSICIAN
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS PER SONG ,
TO PRODUCE ARRANGE
AND PLAY ALL OF THE PARTS TO MY SONG .
********* *.you can reach me at
.............. bob shea
pobox 760697
melrose ma.
02176
-----------------
I DROVE A BUS FOR EIGHTEEN YEARS. ( most of it for a non-union place, but now i have a union job!!!!
with some protection)
Then I got into an accident , outside of work, and I spent almost four months in a hopsital bed! ,
( twelve days in the Melrose-Wakefield hospital, and then three and a half months, in this rehabilitation hospital, then i slept in my living room ,
till i got strong enough to climb the stairs)
Now I want to pursue my dream of being a songwriter!
I don't play an instrument , I'm in my 40's!
so I don't realy see a path anywhere, but I am having the best time of my life, writing , demoing, and recording these songs.
now, I still don't see a path anywhere ! but I've taken the first step!
I was writing them, for a while now I've posted my songs on the web
and i'm trying to put together a road map
figure out my next move bob ..................................
. . . . . . . . . .
I 'm a songwriter. i
drove a bus for eighteen years .
i don't play an instrument.
so i paid a local musician
one hundred dollars per song ,
to produce ,
arrange,
and play
all of the instruments,
on my CD.
.....................................
She grew up in darkness!
she grew up wild!
learnt from nature!
how to be a voodoo child!
lives in the swamp,
plants are her cures!
Guaranteed elixirs,
not sold in stores!
---Blind woman blind woman
tell me what you see
These ghostly worries
are haunting me Blind woman blind woman
lead me to the light
These ghostly worries are
haunting me tonight bob shea singer-songwriter
*********
( http://www.myspace.com/bobshea
thank you
bob shea
pobox 760697
melrose ma.
02176
Just a wasted life
a broken jewel,
the poor forgotten
broken fool
Johnny was just a loser
caught in the heat ,
He was just
to scared to run
as the bullets did speak
He felt so tired ,
that he layed down,
and closed his eyes
without a sound
No calling it back,
once the bullets fly
cause tonight's the night ,
this kid will die
In a hail of bullets
he's gonna pay the price
, for gettin
caught in the line
Now 30 to life
is what I'm looking at
Ruin two lives
now where's that at?
30 to life I've got no
rights
Throw away the keys ,
turn out the lights
i'm wondering if any of you
have any suggestions for me
about pursuing a songwriting career.
i drove a bus for eighteen years
and now i am trying to become a proffessional songwriter.
. i just don't have the slightest idea
how to go about it. .
I am looking for any ideas,
or suggestions "
thank you
robert shea
pobox 760697
melrose ma.
02176
Blind woman © bob shea
Theres an old blind woman
lives the a creak
People come to visit ,
just to hear her speak
They bring her tobacco
she gives them a drink
She know what theyre hiding
quicker than you can blink
People come to visit
and theyre hoping to know ,
How to lift the weight,
bearing on their soul
They all wanna be forgiven,
because theyve suffered enough
Blind woman blind woman
tell me what you see
These ghostly worries
are haunting me
Blind woman blind woman
lead me to the light
These ghostly worries are
haunting me tonight
She grew up in darkness!
She grew up wild!
Learnt from nature!
How to be a voodoo child!
Lives in the swamp!
Plants are her cures!
Guaranteed elixirs!
Not sold in stores!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
tell me what you see!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
lead me to the light!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me tonight!
So she looks at them
with them long dead eyes
And suddenly to their surprise ,
Theyre saying things
they thought they never would
And for some strange reason ,
it feels good
She loves to tell riddles ,
make you guess
The meanings of her words ,
Till you confess
To what you done
that has filled your heart with guilt
Taken a flower and made it wilt
Blind woman! Blind woman!
tell me what you see!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
lead me to the light!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me tonight!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
tell me what you see!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me!
Blind woman! Blind woman!
lead me to the light!
These ghostly worries!
are haunting me tonight!
TANGERINE!!!
The reddest hair i'd ever seen
ooo that grrl was a beauty queen
the greenest eyes i can recall
ooo that grrl had it all
at the club like a blur
everybody looks at her
thorough the night like a dream
dancing on tangerine
i'd like to think i might stand a chance
but so many guys want her to danvce
i'm hoping that she'll notice me
man this grrls a mystery
the only time she's in control
is when they're playing rock and roll
in the night like a dream
dancing on tangerine
kepep on dancing till the break of day
turn it up let the music play
everybodies dancing on the scene
but they're all watching tangerine
the only time she feels the love
is when she's dancing at the club
Hair so red eyes so green
THE GYPSY© BOB SHEA
Sit with the gypsy. Let me hear what I can hear.
In the shadows, souls are whispering, what they say is not yet clear
Leave your worries , leave them here
Light a candle , say a prayer
and by the first of dawn all your worries will be gone
Put your offering in the dish, I'll help you if you wish
Around your neck wear this chain
If you're in danger speak the lords name
Leave your worries in the dish
Say a prayer make a wish
It will all come true ! this I promise you!!!
I am the gypsy, I am the gypsy queen
I see what is, what is and isn't seen
I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen
Sit with the gypsy! Let me see what I can see
In the shadows oh so near,
There's a face, not yet clear
Leave your worries , here with me
light a candle, say the roseary
when morning birds have spoken,
all the curse will be broken
I am the gypsy I am the gypsy queen
I see what is, what is and isn't seen
I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen
Sit with the gypsy, let me whisper what you're to do
In the shadows I feel a threat and it's coming after you
The enemy who stalks you , and seeks to do you harm
Will fall at your feet
Just carry with you this charm
Leave your worries leave them here
light a candle say a prayer
leasve an offering in the dish, I'll help you if you wish
leave your worries in the dish, light a candle . make a wish
it will all come true
this I promise you
I am the gypsy, I am the gypsy queen
I see what is, what is and isn't seen
I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen
I am the gypsy, gypsy queen
.................................
Bohemian life
UPON WINGS OF DESIRE (c)bob shea
Bohemian life is the life for me
creating all day wild and free
because all i have is what i create
to give to the world before it's too late
because i'll never be no buizwazee
caught up in the trap of conformity
living a lie until the day thatI die
(allways) settling for less just to get by
because i know there are things in this world can't be seen
by the naked eye , only in a dream
upon wings of desire you've got to let the dreams fly
up to the moon and across the sky
upon wings of desire you've got to set your dreams free
in this world , it's up to you and me
Bohemian life , you'll be a hero , when you're dead
for letting the world see , what's inside your head
because no one lives forever , not even a star
you've got to let the world see who you are
because i'll never be no buizwazee
caught up in the trap of conformity
living a lie until the day thatI die
(allways) settling for less just to get by
for without art , the world would be lost
you've got to give your all, no matter the cost
upon wings of desire you've got to let the dreams fly
up to the moon and across the sky
upon wings of desire you've got to set your dreams free
in this world , it's up to you and me
you've only got one life to live , so live it right
don't care what people say
take a chance upon your dreams ,
before they slip away
because i know there are things in this world ,can't be seen
by the naked eye , only in a dream
upon wings of desire you've got to let the dreams fly
up to the moon and across the sky
upon wings of desire you've got to set your dreams free
in this world , it's up to you and me
upon wings of desire you've got to let the dreams fly
up to the moon and across the sky
upon wings of desire you've got to set your dreams free
in this world , it's up to you and me
.....
‘CREATED EQUAL’
'CREATED EQUAL'
I was listening to
this radio show !
These two ladies ,
they'd written a book!
'CREATED EQUAL'
and they were being interviewed
on the radio about it .
. They had studied schools,
public schools and.
private schools
They said that
the public school kids were
taught to be 'outer directed'.
To learn the rules.
Obey the rules
and follow the rules.
rules! rules!! rules!!!
They were trained
(from
the earliest)
to be 'outer directed'.
All decisions were
made for them. Just the way it was.
They were treated
their whole lives ,
as if
they were incapable of
making independent
decisions.
It is a system of
'Learned Indecision'
.(a learned evolutionary dis-advantage)
While the private school kids
were taught to be 'inner directed'.
(a learned evolutionary advantage)
And were called upon from the earliest
to be making their own decisions.
calling their own shots.
and were expected to be the decision makers
in their own lives.
It was System of
' learned decision making'.
They were trained from
the earliest
to be 'inner directed'.
Then they said that this
*skill set* '
(learned independent decision making skills)
gave the private school upper class kids
a 'learned' evolutionary advantage
that allowed the private school kids
to out compete , their public school 'PEERS'
thru out the rest of their lives
waiters vrs. doers.
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Sunday, June 14, 2009
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"BURN HER" , THEY CRIED!!! ...... ....
these songs i demoed years ago, , at ed Arnold’s recording studio. Produced and arranged by ed Arnold.. Bob IN THE CITY IN THE CITY pretty birds flashing and road runners dashing in and out of cars Making their way Thru the day Sleeping beneath the stars Pimps and hutlers run this town City cops seeing it all go down people packed into one room shacks and ten year old junkies taking smack well. i'm gonns get out yeah i'm gonna get free don't want nobody stepping on me This aint no life Time to choose Wont get nowhere from singing the blues (solo) The runaways are running and the flyaway’s are flying On the outside looking in Making their was thru the day Life in the city of sin life in the city , it’s hard to survive Harder still to make it out alive for life’s too short! And death too long! To waste my life To spend it wrong so I’m gonna get out! yeah, I’m gonna get free! don’t want nobody stepping on me! The rich say, '' only the poor can be happy, But baby they don’t see baby they don’t see baby they don’t see baby they don’t see baby they don’t see The runaways are running and the flyaway’s are flying On the outside looking in Making their was thru the day Life in the city of sin Pimps and hutlers run this town City cops see it all go down The rich say, '' only the poor can be happy, But baby they don’t see so I’m gonna get out! yeah, I’m gonna get free! don’t want nobody stepping on me! The rich say, '' only the poor can be happy, But baby they don’t see baby they don’t see baby they don’t see baby they don’t see baby they don’t see baby they don’t see baby they don’t see +++++++++++++ ......................... ................ **** . . . I want to meet musicians, songwriters, and people in the music biz.. . If I knew what to do, to get my songs covered , by bands , and listened to by audiences , I would be doing it. . . . . . . . . . +++++++++++++++++ **** **** ***** ******* *** ............. ........ .................. ................ ................. . I’M IN MY FIFTIES !!!! . . . . . . . . . . . . I drove a bus , most of my life !!! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I LIKE WRITING SONGS . . IT KEEPS ME BUSY, MOTIVATED . HAPPY . . IT FILLS ME WITH JOY TO WRITE THEM , , AND WHEN I HAND THEM OUT AT WORK TO TOURISTS . . . IT MAKES MY DAY ! !!!. . I feel CONNECTED!!!! , . SO I KEEP WRITING THEM. . . . . . . . . . . . +++++++++++ +++++++++++++++ SPUNN …… SPUNN I was scratching lottery tickets And drinking a beer Cruising down the highway Without a care because it’s my car! The party never ends .it’s not just the beer, They’re my best friends It’s my life , Gonna live it right In my car , Morning ,noon ,and night It’s my life , Gonna party down In my car , Driving round and round Gonna keep driving , Driving down the high way Living life, living it my way Gonna keep driving, Never gonna stop Because it’s my life, Driving round this block I was scratching lottery tickets And smoking some weed Cruising down the highway Where ever it lead because it’s my car! The party is here to stay .it’s not just the drugs It’s the tunes, I play It’s my life , Gonna live it right In my car , Morning ,noon ,and night It’s my life , Gonna party down In my car , Driving round and round Gonna keep driving , Driving down the high way Living life, living it my way Gonna keep driving, Never gonna stop Because it’s my life, Driving round this block I hit something, But I don’t know what So I kept driving It must have been a rut I heard the sirens But they drove right past So I leaned over And took another blast scratching lottery tickets And doing some lines Cruising down the highway Totally out of my mind because it’s my car! The party never ends .it’s not just the lines They’re my best friends It’s my life , Gonna live it right In my car , Morning ,noon ,and night It’s my life , Gonna party down In my car , Driving round and round Gonna keep driving , Driving down the high way Living life, living it my way Gonna keep driving, Never gonna stop Gonna keep driving, Never gonna stop Gonna keep driving, Never gonna stop Gonna keep driving, Never gonna stop Because it’s my life, Driving round this block --------------------- * TANGERINE!!! , blind womam blind woman , + gypsy queen ***** These are three songs , I demoed , years ago , at ed Arnold’s recording studio. WITH ED ARNOLD , PRODUCING AND ARRANGING ALL OF THE MUSICAL PARTS. Bob shea ............ ..................................................... TANGERINE!!! TANGERINE!!! The reddest hair i'd ever seen ooo that grrl was a beauty queen the greenest eyes i can recall ooo that grrl had it all at the club like a blur everybody looks at her thorough the night like a dream dancing on tangerine i'd like to think i might stand a chance but so many guys want her to danvce i'm hoping that she'll notice me man this grrls a mystery the only time she's in control is when they're playing rock and roll in the night like a dream dancing on tangerine keep on dancing till the break of day turn it up let the music play everybodies dancing on the scene but they're all watching tangerine If I was her guy I’d never leave Hold her close You’d better believe Hold her close Treat her right By her side day and night Prettiest girl , I’d ever seen Hair so red , eyes so green In the night like a dream, Dancing on tangerine keep on dancing till the break of day turn it up let the music play everybodies dancing on the scene but they're all watching tangerine the only time she feels the love is when she's dancing at the club Hair so red eyes so green Prettiest girl , I’d ever seen The only time she’s in control Is when they’re playing rock and roll In the night like a dream dancing on tangerine keep on dancing till the break of day turn it up let the music play everybodies dancing on the scene but they're all watching tangerine ......................... ......................... ............. .............................. blind womam blind woman blind womam blind woman Theres an old blind woman lives by a creak People come to visit , just to hear her speak They bring her tobacco she gives them a drink She know what they’re hiding quicker than you can blink People come to visit and theyre hoping to know , How to lift the weight, bearing on their soul They fall to piecs , Then she picks them back up They all wanna be forgiven, because theyve suffered enough Blind woman blind woman tell me what you see These ghostly worries are haunting me Blind woman blind woman lead me to the light These ghostly worries are haunting me tonight She grew up in darkness! She grew up wild! Learnt from nature! How to be a voodoo child! Lives in the swamp! Plants are her cures! Guaranteed elixirs! Not sold in stores! Blind woman! Blind woman! tell me what you see! These ghostly worries! are haunting me! Blind woman! Blind woman! lead me to the light! These ghostly worries! are haunting me tonight! So she looks at them with them long dead eyes And suddenly to their surprise , Theyre saying things they thought they never would And for some strange reason , it feels good She loves to tell riddles , make you guess The meanings of her words , Till you confess To what you done that has filled your heart with guilt Taken a flower and made it wilt Blind woman! Blind woman! tell me what you see! These ghostly worries! are haunting me! Blind woman! Blind woman! lead me to the light! These ghostly worries! are haunting me tonight! Blind woman! Blind woman! tell me what you see! These ghostly worries! are haunting me! Blind woman! Blind woman! lead me to the light! These ghostly worries! are haunting me tonight! ----------------------------- I AM THE GYPSY ------------------------------------------ I AM THE GYPSY© BOB SHEA Sit with the gypsy. Let me hear what I can hear. In the shadows, souls they whisper, what they say is not yet clear Leave your worries , leave them here Light a candle , say a prayer and by the first of dawn all your worries will be gone Put your offering in the dish, I'll help you if you wish Around your neck wear this chain If you're in danger speak the lords name Leave your worries in the dish light a candle, make a wish It will all come true ! this I promise you!!! I am the gypsy, I am the gypsy queen I see what is, what is and isn't seen I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me I am the gypsy, gypsy queen Sit with the gypsy! Let me see what I can see In the shadows standing there, a person who’s face, not yet clear Leave your worries , here with me light a candle, say the roseary when morning birds have spoken, all the curse will be broken’’’ I am the gypsy I am the gypsy queen I see what is, what is and isn't seen I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me I am the gypsy, gypsy queen… (Solo) Sit with the gypsy, let me whisper what you're to do In the shadows I feel a threat and it's coming after you The enemy who stalks you , and seeks to do you harm Will fall at your feet Just carry with you this charm Leave your worries leave them here light a candle say a prayer leasve an offering in the dish, I'll help you if you wish leave your worries in the dish, light a candle . make a wish it will all come true this I promise you I am the gypsy, I am the gypsy queen I see what is, what is and isn't seen I am the gypsy, it's all inside of me I am the gypsy, gypsy queen I am the gypsy, gypsy queen ............... ......................... ........... ................. .. ++++++++ ++++++++++
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