Neil Young - On The Beach Sat, 24 Mar 2001 16:53:51 +0100 "Gunnar Hedlund" "Hans Settler" Thanks to Gunnar! @ARTIST: Neil Young @ALBUM: On The Beach 01. Walk On 02. See The Sky About To Rain 03. Revolution Blues 04. For The Turnstiles 05. Vampire Blues 06. On The Beach 07. Motion Pictures (For Carrie) 08. Ambulance Blues @SONG: Walk On I hear some people been talkin' me down bring up my name, pass it 'round they don't mention happy times they do their thing, I'll do mine ooh baby, that's hard to change I can't tell them how to feel some get stoned, some get strange but sooner or later it all gets real walk on ... I remember the good old days stayed up all night gettin' crazed then the money was not so good but we still did the best we could ooh baby, that's hard to change I can't tell them how to feel some get stoned, some get strange but sooner or later it all gets real walk on ... @SONG: See The Sky About To Rain see the sky about to rain broken clouds and rain locomotive, pull the train whistle blowing through my brain signals curling on an open plain rolling down the track again see the sky about to rain some are bound for happiness some are bound to glory some are bound to live with less who can tell your story see the sky about to rain broken clouds and rain locomotive, pull the train whistle blowin' through my brain signals curlin' on an open plain rollin' down the track again see the sky about to rain I was down in Dixie Land played a silver fiddle played it loud and then the man broke it down the middle see the sky about to rain @SONG: Revolution Blues well, we live in a trailer at the edge of town you never see us 'cause we don't come around we got twenty five rifles just to keep the population down but we need you now, and that's why I'm hangin' 'round so you be good to me and I'll be good to you and in this land of conditions I'm not above suspicion I won't attack you but I won't back you well, it's so good to be here, asleep on your lawn remember your guard dog, well, I'm afraid that he's gone it was such a drag to hear him whining all night long yes, that was me with the doves setting them free near the factory where you built your computer, love I hope you get the connection, 'cause I can't take the rejection I won't deceive you, I just don't believe you well, I'm a barrel of laughs with my carbine on I keep 'em hoppin' till my ammunition's gone but I'm still not happy, I feel like there's something wrong I got the revolution blues, I see bloody fountains and ten million dune buggies comin' down the mountains well, I hear that Laurel Canyon is full of famous stars but I hate them worse than lepers and I'll kill them in their cars @SONG: For The Turnstiles all the sailors with their seasick mamas hear the sirens on the shore singin' songs for pimps with tailors who charge ten dollars at the door you can really learn a lot that way it will change you in the middle of the day though your confidence may be shattered it doesn't matter all the great explorers are now in granite laid under white sheets for the great unveiling at the big parade you can really learn a lot that way it will change you in the middle of the day though your confidence may be shattered it doesn't matter all the bushleague batters are left to die on the diamond in the stands the home crowd scatters for the turnstiles, for the turnstiles for the turnstiles @SONG: Vampire Blues I'm a vampire, babe, suckin' blood from the earth I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth well, I'm a vampire, babe, sell you twenty barrels worth I'm a black bat, babe, bangin' on your window pane I'm a black bat, baby, bangin' on your window pane well, I'm a black bat, babe, I need my high octane good times are comin', I hear it everywhere I go good times are comin', I hear it everywhere I go good times are comin' but they sure comin' slow I'm a vampire, babe, suckin' blood from the earth I'm a vampire, baby, suckin' blood from the earth well, I'm a vampire, babe, sell you twenty barrels worth good times are comin' @SONG: On The Beach the world is turnin', I hope it don't turn away the world is turnin', I hope it don't turn away all my pictures are fallin' from the wall where I placed them yesterday the world is turnin', I hope it don't turn away I need a crowd of people but I can't face them day to day I need a crowd of people but I can't face them day to day though my problems are meaningless that don't make them go away I need a crowd of people but I can't face them day to day I went to the radio interview but I ended up alone at the microphone I went to the radio interview but I ended up alone at the microphone now I'm livin' out here on the beach but those seagulls are still out of reach I went to the radio interview but I ended up alone at the microphone get out of town, think I'll get out of town get out of town, think I'll get out of town I head for the sticks with my bus and friends I follow the road, though I don't know where it ends get out of town, get out of town, think I'll get out of town 'cause the world is turnin', I don't want to see it turn away @SONG: Motion Pictures (For Carrie) motion pictures on my TV screen a home away from home, livin' in between but I hear some people have got their dream I've got mine I hear the mountains are doin' fine mornin' glory is on the vine and the dew is fallin', the ducks are callin' yes, I've got mine well, all those people, they think they got it made but I wouldn't buy, sell, borrow or trade anything I have to be like one of them I'd rather start all over again well, all those headlines, they just bore me now I'm deep inside myself but I'll get out somehow and I'll stand before you and I'll bring a smile to your eyes motion pictures, motion pictures @SONG: Ambulance Blues back in the old folky days the air was magic when we played the riverboat was rockin' in the rain midnight was the time for the raid Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela they tore you down and plowed you under you're only real with your make-up on how could I see you and stay too long all along the Navajo Trail burn-outs stub their toes on garbage pails waitresses are cryin' in the rain will their boyfriends pass this way again oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids Shoe ain't happy, neither are the kids she needs someone that she can scream at and I'm such a heel for makin' her feel so bad I guess I'll call it sickness gone it's hard to say the meaning of this song an ambulance can only go so fast it's easy to get buried in the past when you try to make a good thing last I saw today in the entertainment section there's room at the top for private detection to Mom and Dad this just doesn't matter but it's either that or pay off the kidnapper so all you critics sit alone you're no better than me for what you've shown with your stomach pump and your hook and ladder dreams we could get together for some scenes I never knew a man could tell so many lies he had a different story for every set of eyes how can he remember who he's talkin' to 'cause I know it ain't me and I hope it isn't you well, I'm up in T.O. keepin' jive alive and out on the corner it's half past five but the subways are empty and so are the cafes except for the Farmer's Market and I still can hear him say you're all just pissin' in the wind you don't know it but you are and there ain't nothin' like a friend who can tell you you're just pissin' in the wind I never knew a man could tell so many lies He had a different story for every set of eyes How can he remember who he's talking to Cause I know it ain't me and hope it isn't you