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(creedence clearwater revival)

I see a bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightning
I see bad times today


Chorus:
Don't go 'round tonight
Well it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

I hear hurricanes a blowin'
I know the end is comin' soon
I feel rivers overflowin'
I hear the voice of rage and ruin

Hope you've got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye

(leonard cohen)

I met a woman long ago
Her hair the black that black can go,
Are you a teacher of the heart?
Soft she answered no.

I met a girl across the sea,
Her hair the gold that gold can be,
Are you a teacher of the heart?
Yes, but not for thee.

I met a man who lost his mind
In some lost place i had to find,
Follow me the wise man said,
But he walked behind.

I walked into a hospital
Where none was sick and none was well,
When at night the nurses left
I could not walk at all.

Morning came and then came noon,
Dinner time a scalpel blade
Lay beside my silver spoon.

Some girls wander by mistake
Into the mess that scalpels make.
Are you the teachers of my heart?
We teach old hearts to break.

One morning i woke up alone,
The hospital and the nurses gone.
Have i carved enough my lord?
Child, you are a bone.

I ate and ate and ate,
No i did not miss a plate, well
How much do these suppers cost?
We'll take it out in hate.

I spent my hatred everyplace,
On every work on every face,
Someone gave me wishes
And i wished for an embrace.

Several girls embraced me, then
I was embraced by men,
Is my passion perfect?
No, do it once again.

I was handsome i was strong,
I knew the words of every song.
Did my singing please you?
No, the words you sang were wrong.

Who is it whom i address,
Who takes down what i confess?
Are you the teachers of my heart?
We teach old hearts to rest.

Oh teachers are my lessons done?
I cannot do another one.
They laughed and laughed and said, well child,
Are your lessons done?
Are your lessons done?
Are your lessons done?

(joy division)

This is the room, the start of it all
No portrait so fine, only sheets on the wall
I've seen the nights, filled with bloodsport and pain
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained
Where will it end?

These are your friends,
From childhood through youth
Who goaded you on, demanded full proof
Withdrawal pain's hard, it can do you right in
So distorted and thin, distorted and thin
Where will it end?

This is the car at the edge of the road
There's nothing disturbed,
All the windows are closed
I guess you were right, when we talked in the heat
There's no room for the weak,
No room for the weak
Where will it end?

This is the room, the start of it all
Through childhood, through youth,
I remember it all
I've seen the nights, filled with bloodsport and pain
And the bodies obtained, the bodies obtained
Where will it end?