name that tune...

sweet sweet honey sweet you’re every moving target…you turn me on and that’s for sure…i give you all my good time love…i won’t run away cause you’re sweet…honey sweet…baby bay don’t hold back…tonight you won’t need no substitute…honey sweet…you’re a sheer delight…can i shoot the moon tonight…with your [ ] glasses

male vocalist

i met my true love by the mouth of the river…we got through talking…and I thought I could love her…she gave me whiskey and i tried to forget…but i could not be free…i’m looking for the king of love…i left the country and came to the city…they tried to break me and i filled up with pity…though my spirir grew stronger…and the big world keeps turning…keeps turning…keeps turning…we could be free…you and me…if we could find the king of love…the king of love

i was looking for a friend of mine …yeah, looking for a friend of mine…out of doors the houses looked the same…i walked round and round…they nailed me to a tree…trying to find a clue…trying to find a way to get out…i was looking for a friend of mine…no place to start…no place to go…and i was looking for a friend of mine

pins and needles walk back from another bad dream…study chinese diagrams of the pressure points…my areas of tenderness…touch sense…touch sense…touch sensitivity…electronic waves and razor blades…sodium pentathal…touch sense…touch sense…touch sensitivity…I can’t see…I can’t feel…I can’t smell…I can’t tell…I can’t tell…

this has got to be one of the most beautiful songs ever written…
here are the lyrics in full

[b]
oscar tio was a friend of mine
92 years old he sent me a valentine
oscar tio passed away a few years ago flat on his back
he never cried…he never sighed
and with his last departing breath
he said he had a mighty fine time

if i could make you see me through my eyes
we look at the [ ] the rest of our lives
if i could make you feel the way i do when i see you…

some people never laugh
some people never cry
most people go through all their lives you know lord they never, never even try

oscar tio was a friend of mine
92 years old he sent me a valentine
oscar tio passed away a few years ago flat on his back
he never cried…he never sighed
and with his last departing breath
he said he had a mighty fine time[/b]

this is one of those songs [like judy collins’s the coming of the roads] in which the music and the lyrics are achingly in sync

don’t let me down…down let me down…i know you won’t see me…but don’t let me down…the emptiness of a lonely room…don’t let me down…from the darkened page…strangers [ ]…i know you won’t see me…but don’t let me down…i know you won’t see me…but don’t let me down

hypnotic trance song…female vocalist intoning…

stop killing stop shooting stop burning stop looting

and then at the end we hear

baa…baa…baa

like sheep

hardcore tune

i was small…the children cruel…they used to beat me after school…they named me bator and monkey toy…i hid myself from the hate of man…loving magazines in the can…but now that i’ve turned 23…the whole damn world’s gonna answer to me…i take it out…i take it on the run…living life just ain’t no fun…i got the gun and i’m the man…i got the gun and i am sam

soaring female vocal

don’t you know…do you care…don’t you see…is it fair…cross the sky…follow me…across the sea…to the sun…don’t you know…don’t you need…don’t you care…is it fair…

duplicate

male vocalist…folk song

on monday i was arrested…on tuesday i was tried…the judge found me guilty…i hung my head and cried…man i cried…i asked the judge what might be my time…he said a pick and shovel…way down in the mine…i said to the judge man i ain’t ever been here before…he said i’ll give you 99 years…you won’t be back no more…my daddy he was a bad man…i’m a bad man too…the reason i’m a bad man there ain’t nothing else to do

male vocalist … less a song than an ethereal voice speaking over a recurring musical phrase

a couple of weeks ago i was downtown…i saw this amazing woman…our eyes locked together and i knew something was happening…by the time i parked my car though she was gone…i never could find her…a sad ending

the “i wonder why” song female vocalist

if heaven can wait… why then can’t i… those pearly days…they seem to hide…i wonder why…i wonder why…i wonder why…feast all you can…then you must die…i wonder why…i wonder why

one of the most infectious/exhilarating pop songs ever recorded

i got all i need for my radio show…i got all my jingles and ids…the cans are all in my head and the show’s on its way…i just want to tell you that your voice makes me go wet…wet…wet…oh i love you boy…my [ ] is an occupational habit…when you’re a [ ] dj…you fall in love with your voice almost everyday…

sounds like a song sung by a mechanical woman

i’m your transformer…call me marlene call me gino…let me alone…i like it…ring out…nice…smooth…round…let me alone…quick tongue…shark tongue…silver tongue…lead tongue…army tongue…let me alone… i’m your transformer…call me marlene call me gino…dig me come on…

or something like that.

driving, relentless song

i’m hurt but i’ll recover…just don’t take him for your lover…baby please dish the [fruit]…he’s unoriginal from his head to toe…baby please dish the [fruit]…go take a walk…and with these wprds…make him feel small…you don’t need him…baby please dish the [fruit]…

a beautiful song…it sounds like she’s saying “rules”

rules…people laughing people crying people living…rules…foot steps echo softly down the hall…it’s no one i know…rules…little harbors…little prisons…sanctuaries…rules…set in castles in apartments monastaries…we’re all lonely sitting here inside…with nothing to do…it doesn’t help to know it’s all been tried…but maybe with you I’ll try again…if i don’t come out you’ll say that i’m not free…we all have our prices we must pay…there must be something out there just for me…maybe i’ll come out today

you’re still keeping our love in chains…feel no pleasure feel no pain…we’re still living our love in vain…the way you move…you give me so much more…i can see right through…through the living hell…we seem to waste our time…waste our time…you’re still keeping our love in chains…feel no pleasure feel no pain…

try to imagine if this were a song called “young girls”

young boys…so pretty…never tired…always willing…disposable enough to feel no pity…young boys…make me shiver…just a touch makes them quiver…there’s no taker…there’s no giver…with young boys…young boys firm and cuddly…thin waist…they always hide me from their mommies…but that’s the fun of young boys…young boys can be naughty…in ways that sicken you when they’re forty…always curious 'cause boys will be boys…

male vocalist

there are one or two things you don’t know about me…you love a little bit…but its never enough…write it all down in your book…but never take a second look…I know these things about you…i’m always outside…but that’s not me…you think that’s fine…but that’s not me…there are one or two things you don’t know…about me…you were always in love…but never with me…