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Lead vocal: micky dolenz
Produced by: chip douglas

Mr. engineer, slow the engine down some more.
You're movin' just a little too fast,
I've got my foot down clear to the floor.

Steam engine, engine 99
Steam drivers, rollin' right on by.

Mr. engineer, you see i've got a little problem here.
My baby, she's aboard your train,
She says she's never comin' back again.

Steam engine, engine 99
Steam drivers, rollin' right on by.

She told me good bye, she said i'm leavin' you behind.
I think i'm gonna die, if i hear that whistle whine.

Mr. engineer, slow the engine down some more.
You're movin' movin' just a little too fast,
I've got my foot down clear to the floor.

Steam engine, engine 99
Steam drivers, rollin' right on by.

(steam engines)gotta keep on keep on rollin'.
(steam engines)she's gonna leave me behind.
(steam engines)i might as well go home.
(steam engines)she's gonna leave me behind.
(steam engines)i might as well go home.

Lead vocal: micky dolenz
Produced by: the monkees

D.w. washburn, i heard a sweet voice say.
D.w. washburn, this is your lucky day.
A hot bowl of soup is waitin'.
A hot bowl of soup and a shave.
D.w. washburn, we picked you to say.

Can't you hear the bugle call? can't you hear the bells?
Even you can be reborn, you naughty
If you don't get out of that gutter,
Before the next big rain.
D.w. wahsburn, you're gonna wash right down the drain.

Up, up, come on get up off your street.
If you can only make it from your hands to your knees,
I know you can make it to your feet. wooah!
D.w. washburn, i said to myself.
D.w. washburn, why don't you go save sombody else?

Well, i got no job to go to.
I don't work and i don't get paid.
I got a bottle of wine, i'm feelin' fine.
And i believe i got it made.

I'd like to thank all you good people
For comin' to my aid.
But i'm d.w. washburn.
I do believe i got it made.

I do believe i got it made, don't need nobody.
I do believe i got it made, i do believe i got it made.


Or...


Dw washburn i heard a sweet voice say
Dw washburn this is your lucky day
A hot bowl of soup is waitin'
A hot bowl of soup and a shave...
Dw washburn...we picked you to save (the whole thing is about the
Salvation army finding some soul that they think needs saving....and the guy
Is perfectly content as he is)

Can't you hear the flugle horn?
Can't you hear the band? (also could be bells...certainly fits the music
Here...but the band would refer to the sal army)
Even you can be reborn
You naughty n'er - do-well (an archaic term for a slacker)
Get up, get outta that gutter
Before the next big rain.
Dw washburn...you're gonna wash right down the drain.

Up, up...c'mon get up (my kid's favorite part of the song)
Get up off your street (has been written as "seat" in other places, but
Micky is clearly saying "street" ...which works in context.)
If you can only make it from your hands to your knees,
I know you can make it to your feet..whooo


Dw washburn i said to myself (character is going introspective here)
Dw washburn why don't you go save somebody else? (i.e. we picked you to
Save, but dw doesn't give a ****)
Well i got no job to go to
I don't work and i don't get paid
I got a bottle of wine
I'm feeling fine.......and i believe i' got it made.

I'd like to thank all you good people
For coming to my aid, but i'm
Dw washburn
I do believe i got it made.....etc. to fade

Throw a penny from the window
Watch an old man play a song
On a twenty dollar violin he bought before the war
Though he screeches and he scratches
And the notes are always wrong
But he plays like he's in concert
On the street outside my door

Choose to suit your fancy
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a pennyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
(play them for a penny)
And not a penny less

He's the local vertuoso
It's his only way of life
Plays 97 overtures
And goes on home to his wife
In the quiet of the evening
While his frozen fingers bleed
He counts pennies
On the blanket to supply his meeger(sp?) needs

Choose to suit your fancy
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a pennyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
(play them for a penny)
And not a penny less

When there's frost upon the pumpkin
In the weakness of the sun
People stand there in the cold
Until his symphony is done
In the early gray of morning
He's sure to come around
You can hear him thru the window
When the pennies hit the ground

Choose to suit your fancy
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a pennyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
(play them for a penny)
And not a penny less

They're playing penny music
(aaahhhhaaahhhh)
Playing penny music
(aaahhhhaaahhhh)
(last two lines repeat a few more times)

You thought you found the answer on that magic carpet ride last night,
But, when you wake up in the morning, the world still gets you uptight,
Well, there's nothing that you ain't tried
To fill the emptiness inside,
But, when you come back down, you still ain't feeling right.

It seems like kicks just keep getting harder to find,
All your kicks ain't bringing you peace of mind,
Before you find out it's too late,
You'd better get straight,
But, not with kicks, you just need help now.

You think you're gonna find yourself a little piece of paradise,
But, it ain't happened yet, so now you'd better think twice,
Don't you see, no matter what you do,
You'll never run away from you
If you keep on running, you'll have to pay the price.

Don't it seem like, kicks just keep getting harder to find,
All your kicks ain't bringing you peace of mind,
Before you find out it's too late,
You'd better get straight,
But, not with kicks.

To help you face the world each day,
That road goes nowhere,
I'm gonna help you find yourself another way.

Kicks just keep getting harder to find
You don't need kicks, now,
And all your kicks ain't bringing you peace of mind
You just need help, now,
Before you find out it's too late, you'd better get straight
You'd better, you'd better, you'd better.

Kicks just keep getting harder to find
You don't need kicks, now,
And all your kicks ain't bringing you peace of mind
You just need help, now,
Before you find out it's too late, you'd better get straight
You'd better, you'd better, you'd better.

Kicks just keep getting harder to find
And all your kicks ain't bringing you peace of mind
Before you find out it's too late, you'd better get straight

Kicks just keep getting harder to find
And all your kicks ain't bringing you peace of mind
Before you find out it's too late, you'd better get straight

Fade out...

When i was a child and the road was dark and the way was long and alone,
My heart would lift as i turned the bend and saw the lights of home.
Now high above in a silent sky,
In a still and starry space,
A man looks down on the earth below,
And that blue and green and shining glow,
To him is the lights of home.

It's the good earth, yes the good earth.
It's a land of sun and rain and snow,
And mulberry trees and mistletoe,
And burning plains and raging seas,
And sunday morning taking your ease,
Watching your children grow.

It's the good earth, yes the good earth,
Where we fought and loved and killed and died,
And ruined and ravished the countryside,
But now, from a million miles away,
From another world that's cold and gray,
Someone is able to look and say,
"that's the good earth."

So isn't it time we stopped the tears?
We've lived together for thousands of years,
And whether i'm wrong, and whether you're right,
Whether you're black, and whether i'm white,
One day we'll stand on the edge of the world,
And someone will ask us the land of our birth,
And we'll look into his eyes and quietly say:
"it's the good earth, yes the good earth."

Why can't we be good on the good earth?

Smiling a painted smile for awhile
Ragidy ann and i walk along
Under the painted sky
Funny how time is flying

Alice in wonderland
Would you minds
If i just hold your hand for awhile
Maybe you'll understand when i say

Hello cinderella
I believe their playing our song
It certainly has been lovely
But i've got to be getting along

So goldilocks for a while
Would you mind
Smiling your perfect smile
You and i walking the painted road
Going where time won't follow

Yes little red riding hood
Isn't it perfectly understood
When i say
Living a storybook is better than
Waiting for tomorrow

Walkin' down the lonely street,
I need someone to meet.
I run across sweet lookin' you,
Do you know what you do?

Oh, you tear the top right off my head
Blow my mind.
Yeah, i'm goin' blind.

Freakin' out in the afternoon,
Lookin' at a daytime moon.
Talk to me, i'll talk to you,
Do you know what you do?

Yeah, you tear the top right off my head
Blow my mind.
I'm goin' blind.

Sittin' by a firelight,
Coffee cups for two.
Touch my lips with your fingertips,
Do you know what you do?

Yeah, you tear the top right off my head
Blow my mind.
Yeah, i'm goin' blind.

Hey!
Look what you have done
Showing me the sun
And now it's shining through
It's nice to be with you

Hey!
I like the things you say
And i like the way
You do the things you do
It's nice to be with you

Each time that i give my heart to someone new
They just turn it blue
But this time
Is my time
And my time
Is all the time i have
To be with you
So please
Never go away
Say you're going to stay
And make my dreams come true
It's nice to be with you

Each time that i give my heart to someone new
They just turn it blue
But this time
Is my time
And my time
Is all the time i have
To be with you
So please
Never go away
Say you're going to stay
And make my dreams come true
It's so nice to be with you