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Miscellaneous Lyrics
The lyrics to Come To The Sunshine have been supplied by Van Dyke Parks. They are protected by copyright law. Used by permission. Come To The Sunshine was recorded by Van Dyke Parks for a single release on the MGM label in the mid-1960s, before he signed with Warner Bros Records. The song became a chart success in the version recorded by the band Harpers Bizarre.
The lyrics to the song High Coin have been submitted by Van Dyke Parks. They are protected by copyright law. Used by permission.. Parks wrote the song in 1964, but never released a recording of the song himself. It has however been reocrded by several other artists, among them Harpers Bizarre, Jackie DeShannon and The Charlatans.
The lyrics to I'm History and Love That Whale have been taken from a Japanese tour programme, published in 1989. The lyrics are ©1989 by ???. Used by permission. These songs have never been recorded in the studio, but have been performed live in the past.
The lyrics to the song Wall Street are from a new song, submitted by Van Dyke Parks in September 2002. The lyrics are protected by copyright law. Used by permission. The song will be included on Van Dyke Parks' forthcoming Warner-Japan Records album.
The lyrics to the song Black Gold are from another new song, submitted by Van Dyke Parks in February 2003. The lyrics are protected by copyright law and have been reprinted by permission. © 2003 Van Dyke Parks / Bug Music.
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(Van Dyke Parks)
Come to the sunshine
Hang your ups and down you comes to the sunshine
Come . . . to the sunshine
You know, I know, you know, that I love you.
Weather here could not be finer,
it suits to sail off Carolina shore.
I'll tell ya more and more over,
cotton threads to keep me cool
in the sun-swept afterglow,
I know I'm a fool, but I'm hoping that you'll be . . .
mine in time.
Sailboats sail by two-by-two by,
I think a lot of you . . . I . . .
really doubt you think about me . . .
like I do you.
Come to the sunshine
. . . to the sunshine
You know, I know, you know, that I love you.
While they play the White Swan Serenade,
cornered, struck, I watched them promenade,
they're comforted -- got it made over.
Dunn and Bradstreet, Vanity Fair,
who wears what, how much, and who's been "where"
But I really don't care,
the lesson we share.
Come to the sunshine
Hang your ups and down you comes to the sunshine
. . . come to the sunshine.
You know, I know, you know, that I love you.
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I'M HISTORY
(Van Dyke Parks)
WHEN JOHN F. KENNEDY DINED AT THE WHITE HOUSE
HE THE SUMMONDED THE CREAM OF THE NATION'S ELITE
AND HE RECALLED THE POSSESSION OF TALENT WHEN JEFFERSON SAT
DOWN ALONE THERE TO EAT.
HE THREW THE LAUGHTER ASIDE SAID IT CAN'T BE DENIED THERE ARE
THOSE WITH NO FOOD AT OUR FEET. THAT IS HISTORY BROTHER AND
SISTER TO ME. THAT'S HISTORY.
AND NOW EXECUTIVE TIMBER STILL TREMBLES WHEN ERE YOU MIGHT
MENTION
THAT SWEET BIRD OF YOUTH. WE HAVE ELECTED REJECTION OF CIVIL
AFFECTION, IN ONE WORD IT'S REALLY UNCOUTH. NOW THROW THE
LAUGHTER ASIDE WHILE I SPEAK OF A SNIDE AND A SINISTER
CONTEMPT FOR TRUTH.
FOR THOSE WHO HUNGER AND THIRST NOT FOR LIBERTY. WHO LOOK FOR
SANITY CAUGHT UP IN VANITY, I HEAR THE CRIES OF A RISING HUMANITY
"YOUR HISTORY".
HISTORY SHOWS THAT A ROSE IS A ROSE BY A NOSE. A GREAT REPUBLIC
FOR THAT WHICHI IT DOES STAND.
HISTORY SHOWS THAT IT'S PRUDENT TO HONOR A STUDENT OF THE LAW
WRIT BY MOSES FOR MAN.
LEAVE US NOT MENTION THE TENSION OF SNIDE CONDESCENSION FROM
BANKS WHERE I BEEN HAT IN HAND.
I FEEL LIKE YANKING THEIR TREASURES NOT COSTILY AND SAY "WHY
THANKS IT'S A PLEASURE" NOT HOSTILY. WHILE AT MY LEISURE
REMIND THEM WHO'S BOSS YOU SEE. I'M HISTORY.
AND THEN THEY LAID HIM IN STATE ON A TRAIN ON A DATE WITH THE
REAPER TO JOIN F.D.R. AND THEN HE ROLLED DOWN THE TRACK WITH A
CLITTETY CLACK TO MEET HIS BROTHER CROSS OVER THE BAR.
TALK ABOUT BRAINS I HEARD TRAINS RIDING OVER REMAINS OF THE
VICTIMS OF HUNGER AND WAR.
AND I HEARD VOICES REJOICE IN MY INDUSTRY "YOU'RE HISTORY".
GIVE ME YOUR HUDDLING MASS IN ITS VENAL LAST GASP
THAT IN DOING ITS CATCH AS CATCH CAN ASKS NOT JUST
WHAT CAN WE DO FOR OUR COUNTRY.
ASK WHAT OUR NATION WILL MAKE OF IT'S ECONOMY. WHAT WITH ITS
BRAINS AND ITS GRAINS PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME SUCH MISERY.
AND IN A CITY OF TENTS THOSE WITH NO RECOMPENSE ARE ENCAMPED
ON THE BROAD WHITE HOUSE LAWN.
THERE IS A PITIFUL SENSE OF DESPAIR IN THE AIR AND A MAN OF
THE LAW SAYS "MOVE ON".
THERE IS A HOUSE ON THE HILL WHERE THEY EAT TIL THEY FILL US
WITH WILL IN THIS DARK BEFORE DAWN.
AND I COULD QUOTE YOU FROM OLD DEUTERONOMY A RICHER PICTURE
TO FIX THE ECONOMY, BUT I'D OFFEND YOU MY FRIEND.
I SURRENDER. THE END.
I'M HISTORY.
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Love That Whale
(Van Dyke Parks)
You're on to Tokyo
You have the yen to trip
The slickest restaurant
For something hip you seize
it's heaven on your knees
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You Amerikano
Up on that Ginza Strip
You pick the best you want
a dish that's Nipponese
you fish the seven seas
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Katikana Kanji
Take off your shoes and hat
We order number three
This is our first fugi
You're such a Romeo
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Is all so Greek to me
Oh boy you can't do that
I'm feeling worse sez she
I mean our first fugu
Arigato Domo
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You want the whale think twice
You take the whale instead
For some is paradise
I want to meet the whale
out on the ocean blue
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Look at the whale the price
You take the whale to bed
For me is not so nice
at sea when I set sail
when kokai suru (sail)
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Maybe at Shokudo
I tell you what we do
Machi oh aru Ko O
Da re ka tsu yaku
Wareni kaeru
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We Get some food to go
Hamburger ta be ru
Ma ku do na ru do
ka se gu ku ra su
susumu yasumu
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(at a restaurant ---- buy hamburger ---- let's hit the town
MacDonald's ---- anybody wants to translate? ----
everybody refuses ---- & one and a two ---- earn a living ----
return to yourself ---- go forward and take a rest)
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HORA!
SHIROI YASHINOKI
MOERU YUUHI
YUUNAMI KEBURI
YUME NO YOUNI
KOI WO WASURE
KAZENI DAKARE
YURERU KOBUNE
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white cocopalm
in the blaze of sunset
dim sight of the waves
like adream
forgot the love
be held by the wind
rocking little boat
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Namini Kieru
Saigono Kujira
Haruka Kanata
Konna Kotodewa
konna kotowa
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(disappear, vanish in the waves)
(the last whale)
(far away)
(leave it as it is)
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9/11/02, dedicated to Elizabeth Taylor Parks
(composed by Van Dyke Parks; from the forthcoming Warner-Japan Records album)
I don't feel like laughin' now I could use a laugh and how
I could use a telephone All alone Me and my old radio
Let's forget the news all right We won't get the blues tonight
I just gotta get together Tell that so and so
Shankin' the Big Apple tree Barkin' for a bite
You see sun is up on New York town Honkin' round run down my Battery
Drop me off at Walk Don't Walk It's about another block
And it's been lovely here on Wall Street
I can see nothin' but ash in the air Confetti all colored with blood
The jewel-encrusted mud-flattened Hudson
She's beaten and battered and buttressed and broke
Dining on dregs, gone begging, no joking
And in the confetti is human desire, love-letters lost in space, now smoking
The mouth of the river yawning south to the sea
In this cloud of disarray Floats a falling man in grey
Upside down and holding hands with his mate Why wait for speculation?
Like two stones we gravitate There's no time to hesitate
Just time to say I love you Say I love you Wall Street
Two flaming birds on fire Then kiss our lives good-bye
Whereon the concrete street we meet in dying Without a trace of our embrace
You can't place my face though you are trying
'Til dust will stop our labored love We must drop all fear now of flying
A heart-beat from The Hudson down to the sea
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November 30, '02 --- © Van Dyke Parks/Bug Music
I had seen the Captain drinking
When he took that stinking cargo out:
Without a doubt he went too far
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I don't Know what he was thinking
But He will take us out to Sea
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Eighty thousand metric tons of Crude
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A crew of twenty-one
Just ajar Her Screws in Motion
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War pounding through the ocean
All the Stars rotating in their canopy
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Black Gold Rolling in The Hold
Black Gold Time Would Now Unfold
To This Black Gold
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Back and Forth In Time For Every Swell
The Heavens Fixed Upon Our Last Farewell
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Then She hit the water with a shudder
It had got her
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As She went down
"What's Up?" Sez
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Heard to utter was the Captain In his cups
"In My Gut I Know We All are Doomed!"
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She broke up
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A hemmorage of Oil gushed
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A Rage abroil from the soiled foil of her Hull
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And She was pulled beneath the Waves into her grave down in the gloom
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Black Gold My Heart is Still in Pain
Black Gold Bounding On the Main
All This Black Gold
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My Mandolin Will Tell Her How I Feel
An Agony of Ebony and Steel
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What great balls of fire felt for miles around
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A river spelt an Ess of oil slitherin
To Leave Your Blackened
It Is not Romantic in the morning
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And never mind Come Hitherin
Slick Stick On the Shore
Seaside panic scores of frantic Birds
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Yet antic as they slog through all
It augurs as an Ecologic Nightmare to be sure
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Black Gold Hades' High Command
Black Gold Nature's Upper Hand
All This Black Gold
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With Ladies in Mercedes on the Strand
The Tar Upon her Car and in the Sand
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I'm The Way The Ressurection:
I'd say on Him reflecting
With what we're doing Here
For sure He'd want to
Down the deepest trenches
As their cadavers hold palaver
And the gravity of their endeavors
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Christ
I'm not sure He'd feel secure
Lead us clear out of this Dark
Man Is stewing in his stench
Cleverly Converts them Into Shark
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Black Gold My Heart is Still in Pain
Black Gold Bounding On the Main
All This Black Gold
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My Mandolin Will Tell Her How I Feel
An Agony of Ebony and Steel
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