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Michael Johnson - FOR ALL YOU MAD MUSICIANS Lyrics


Troubled For You
By Ted Sherman

(Chorus)
I've troubled for you from time to time
That's why nothing new can break the bind
It's the time you waste for them
That makes a friend a friend
Unique in all the world until the end

We've traveled for years through mindless miles
And shared us some tears through aimless trials
And though you're old and worn
You're the only home I've known
Through memories stretched beyond so many dawns

Chorus

I find it hard to believe that time brings change
Now all of my friends are broken with age
But what's essential you cannot see
I'm responsible for my friends and they for me

Chorus



Cain's Blood
By Michael Johnson

Half of my blood is Cain's blood, half of my blood is Abel
Half of me waits for freedom, half of me looks for trouble
Doves don't know the half of it, hawks don't know the other
Kill for peace and pray for rain but watch out for your brother

Half of my blood is Cain's blood, half of my blood is Abel
Half of me waits for freedom, half of me looks for trouble

Half of us want a revolution, they're gonna burn this country down
Half of us wonder who'll be here to fill up the hole in the ground

Half of my blood is, half of my blood is
Half of me waits for, half of me looks for
Doves don't know the half of it, hawks don't know the other
Kill for peace and pray for rain but watch out for your brother



Love and Sex
By Tom Rapp

I wanna meet somebody that I can talk to
I wanna met somebody that I can make love with, not to
Bodies on bodies like sacks upon shelves
People just using each other to make love to themselves

And we all use our bodies for a place to hide
We meet all the other bodies with people hiding inside
And if all that is touching is just what you wear
Then I guess that not sharing is the only thing that we share

Somewhere, we lost true love, somewhere along the line
They say get it while you can
Oh get it while you can
But don't get left behind

And if you don't love the one that you're with
Why don't you wait for the one that you love
And she'll love you, too

Today I met somebody that I can talk to
Today I met somebody that I can make love with, not to
She says love will get you through times of no sex
Better than sex will get you through times of no love
And we wrote that on the wall
We wrote that on the wall
We wrote that on the wall
And why don't you
Write that on your wall, too



The Good Life
By Al Day

Honey we're gonna have a good life
I can tell
All our trouble gonna turn out well
There ain't no smile like the one I'm after
Ain't no heaven like the one I know
So hold on tight cause we're gonna go faster
Hold on tight just like we was gonna go slow

Honey we're gonna have a fine time
I just know
All your lovin' told me so
Sun in the sky gonna shine on tomorrow
Moon in the heavens that knows just why
So look to your heart and forget all your sorrows
Look to my arms and forget all your lies

Oh you do the cooking honey and I'll get the chow
And I'll do the loving if you'll show me how
We'll both hang together
Whispering words of oooh I love you I do
I do oh indeed I do
Honey we're gonna have the good life

Oh you do the cooking honey and I'll get the chow
And I'll do the loving if you'll show me how
We'll both hang together
Whispering words of oooh I love you I do
I do oh indeed I do

All of my traveling all of the while
Has led me to your tender smile
So smile for me and let me see
How lovely the good life can be
How lovely the good life can be



Gypsy In the Photograph
By Crow Johnson

The gypsy in the photograph
Has a laugh you've seen before
Some nights you'd give anything
Just to bring her to your door

(Chorus)
Well the old ones say that your mama strayed
But nobody's talkin' 'bout the beds she made
You could hear her laugh on a sunny day
Comin' down the road with a gypsy blade

Looking through a dusty trunk, amid the junk you found an album
Though you never knew her well, you could tell she loved her fun

Chorus

In a dream you dreamed there was something very strange
And you woke up quickly but you still could hear the names
Magpie, evil eye
You won't take, you won't take
You won't take this one's life

Grandma said when you were born
That the ram's horn filled the glade
The damp night and your mama's cries
Made your eyes a darker shade

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Then a golden charm that she gave to you one night
What was it that she softly cried when you were out of sight
Oh Magpie, evil eye
You won't take, you won't take, you won't take this one
You won't take, you won't take, you won't take this one
You won't take, you won't take
You won't take this one's life

The gypsy in the photograph
Has a laugh you've seen before



Walk Me Round Your Garden
By Dick Pinney

For all you mad musicians when your dreams of fortune melt
For all the crazy artists locked up painting for themselves
For all the captive dancers in their motion sickness hell
Well I hope that it goes well
And I hope somehow you sell to someone sometime

And you're all dressed up like paradise
But when it's goodbye to the crowd
Won't you walk me round your garden
Before your sun goes down

For all the politicians with their conscience for the earth
For all the aging teachers looking round so far from birth
For all excited scientists who run for all they're worth
Well I hope that it goes well
And I hope somehow you sell to someone sometime

And you're all dressed up like paradise
But when it's goodbye to the crowd
Won't you walk me round your garden
Before your sun goes down

Well I hope that it goes well
And I hope somehow you sell to someone sometime

And you're all dressed up like paradise
But when it's goodbye to the crowd
Won't you walk me round your garden
Before your sun goes down



Hello
By Bob Schroeder

Hello
I thought you might like to know
I loved her
She loved me
Now she's gone and so am I
Goodbye



Goodbye
By Bob Schroeder

Goodbye
Sad songs for a little while
But I can smile
And you can, too
Dreams of yesterday must go
Hello, hello



May You Never
By John Martyn

May you never lay your head down
Without a hand to hold
May you never make your bed out in the cold

You're just like my very own brother to me
You know that I love you true I do
And you don't talk dirty behind my back
And I know that there's those that do
So please, won't you please, won't you bear it in mind
Love is the lesson to learn in our time
And please, won't you please, won't you bear it in mind for me

May you never lose your temper when you get in a barroom fight
May you never lose your woman overnight

You're just like my very own sister to me
You know that I love you true I do
And you don't talk dirty behind my back
And I know that there's those that do
So please, won't you please, won't you bear it in mind
Love is the lesson to learn in our time
And please, won't you please, won't you bear it in mind for me

May you never lay your head down
Without a hand to hold
May you never make your bed out in the cold
May you never lose your temper when you get in a barroom fight
May you never lose your woman overnight
May you never lose your woman overnight
May you never lose your woman overnight



Take My Body Home
By Paul Johnson

Well you can see here in my eyes
I'm moving on my own
So take my hand and close my eyes
And take my body home

You are so much more together
Than you are alone
I will not try to make you cry
But take my body home

You will see tomorrow on your own you know
And I have got a place I've got to be in me

So take my hand
And I will try to understand somehow
And I will see that you could be
A little warmer now

Chasing daisies
Chasing round the bend
And I will be myself again
Knowing you're my friend

And I have got a place I've got to be in me

So take my hand
And I will try to understand somehow
And I will see that you could be
A little warmer now

Chasing daisies
Chasing round the bend
And I would be myself again
Knowing you're my friend



Poor Little Robin
By Rick Cunha

Poor little robin, down with the blues
She could make a grown man cry
Dirty old city's got me on my knees
Reaching for a clear blue sky

Thoughts of mine, standing in line
Waiting for a matinee
Box kite hanging on my bedroom wall
Waiting for a windy day

Dear friends, please understand
Something's got a hold on me
Springtime, she leaves you behind
But she never really lets you be

Well the day is done, your work's all done
You're looking for a place to be
Day is done and you reach for the sun
You've already begun to feel lonely, oh lonely

Poor little robin, tears in her eyes
Singing like it hurt so bad
She's got the way of making you feel
Like you're the only friend she's had

Well the day is done, your work's all done
You're looking for a place to be
Day is done and you reach for the sun
You've already begun to feel lonely, oh lonely

Poor little robin, down with the blues
She could make a grown man cry
Dirty old city's got me on my knees
Reaching for a clear blue sky



To Feel a Friend
By Michael Johnson

And she told me of the lover
So I listened like the others
And the weather had the mood
But I'd never understood to feel a friend

And then the sky got mixed up with the bedroom
And the children and the sun got mixed up with the tree in the window
And the day would scream a song, you'd have to hear, it was so easy
So be still because the morning is a good one

People never learn to love in millions, they just love their mothers
And send their sons to war to kill the millions
And the weather stays the same
And they never understand to feel a friend

And then the sky gets mixed up with the bedroom
And the children and the sun gets mixed up with the tree in the window
And the day would scream a song, you'd have to hear, it was so easy
So be still because the morning is a good one

And we will still be here
And you will still be near me
When I'm gone



The Glory
By Crow Johnson

You always wanted to be a big rock 'n' roll star
Now you are
You worked so hard and you dreamed so long
You sang your song

(Chorus)
People are coming at you from everywhere
Some are touching and others stare
And it all comes, it all goes
With the glory

You're telling me you didn't really know
How things would go
For all the applause and roses lining your way
You gotta pay

Chorus

Bitterly you cry about the money machine
The dirty schemes
Where are your seashells, those ribbons and bells
That fill your dreams

Chorus

Now's not the time for you to cry and moan
You're on your own
So many lonely ones wanna sing along
They need your song

Chorus



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