Lauren Makes Pretty Collages About Music

"The Sound of Silence" Simon and Garfunkle

Hello darkness, my old friend

I've come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping

Left its seeds while I was sleeping

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walk alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone

'Neath the halo of a street lamp

I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

That split the night

And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand people, maybe more

People talking without speaking

People hearing without listening

People writing songs that voices never share

And no one dared

Disturb the sound of silence

"Fools", said I, "You do not know

Silence like a cancer grows

Hear my words that I might teach you

Take my arms that I might reach you"

But my words, like silent raindrops fell

And echoed

In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon god they made

And the sign flashed out its warning

In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls"

And whispered in the sounds of silence

"Uptight (Everything's Alright)" Stevie Wonder

Baby, ev'rything is all right, uptight, out of sight.

Baby, ev'rything is all right, uptight, out of sight.

I'm a poorman's son, from across the railroad tracks,

The only shirt I own is hangin' on my back,

But I'm the envy of ev'ry single guy

Since I'm the apple of my girl's eye.

When we go out stepping on the town for a while

My money's low and my suit's out of style,

But it's all right if my clothes aren't new

Out of sight because my heart is true.

She says baby ev'rything is alright, uptight, out of sight.

Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.

She's a pearl of a girl, I guess that's what you might say,

I guess her folks brought her up that way,

The right side of the tracks, she was born and raised

In a great big old house, full of butlers and maids.

She says no one is better than I, I know I'm just an average guy,

No football hero or smooth Don Juan,

Got empty pockets, you see I'm a poorman's son.

She says give her the things that money can buy

But I'll never, never make my baby cry,

And it's all right, what I can't do,

Out of sight because my heart is true,

She says baby ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.

Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.

Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, ah ah ah ah,

Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.

Baby, ev'rything is alright, uptight, clean out of sight.

"(I Can't Get No) Satisfaction" The Rolling Stones

I can't get no satisfaction

I can't get no satisfaction

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try

I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm drivin' in my car

And that man comes on the radio

And he's tellin' me more and more

About some useless information

Supposed to fire my imagination

I can't get no, oh no no no

Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction

I can't get no satisfaction

'Cause I try and I try and I try and I try

I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm watchin' my TV

And that man comes on to tell me

How white my shirts can be

But he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke

The same cigarrettes as me

I can't get no, oh no no no

Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction

I can't get no girl reaction

Cause I try and I try and I try and I try

I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm ridin' round the world

And I'm doin' this and I'm signing that

And I'm tryin' to make some girl

Who tells me baby better come back later next week

Cause you see I'm on losing streak

I can't get no, oh no no no

Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no, I can't get no

I can't get no satisfaction

No satisfaction, no satisfaction, no satisfaction

"Oklahoma U.S.A." Kinks

All life we work but work is bore,

If life's for livin' what's livin' for,

She lives in a house that's near decay,

Built for the industrial revolution,

But in her dreams she is far away,

In Oklahoma U.S.A.

With Shirley Jones and Gordon McRea,

As she buys her paper at the corner shop,

She's walkin' on the surrey with the fringe on top,

Cos in her dreams she is far away,

In Oklahoma U.S.A.,

She walks to work but she's still in a daze,

She's Rita Hayworth or Doris Day,

And Errol Flynn's gonna take her away,

To Oklahoma U.S.A.,

All life we work but work is a bore,

If life's for livin' then what's livin' for.

"Hey Jude" The Beatles

Hey Jude, don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better

Hey Jude, don't be afraid

You were made to go out and get her

The minute you let her under your skin

Then you begin to make it better

And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain

Don't carry the world upon your shoulders

For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool

By making his world a little colder

Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah

Hey Jude, don't let me down

You have found her, now go and get her

Remember to let her into your heart

Then you can start to make it better

So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin

You're waiting for someone to perform with

And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do

The movement you need is on your shoulder

Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah yeah

Hey Jude, don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better

Remember to let her under your skin

Then you'll begin to make it

Better better better better better better, oh

Nah nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah, hey Jude (x16)