It’s a Jungle Out There by Randy Newman It′s a jungle out thereDisorder and confusion everywhereNo one seems to careWell, I doHey, who’s in charge here? It′s a jungle out therePoison in the very air we breatheYou know what’s in the water that you drink?Well, I do, and it’s amazing People think I′m crazy, ′cause I worry all the timeIf you paid attention, you’d be worried tooYou better pay attention, or this world you love so much might just kill youI could be wrong now, but I don′t think so
Read More Little Criminals by Randy Newman What you wanna come back here for? Thought you’re with your uptown friends Don’t need none of your junkie business You gonna screw us up again Get your blackjack off my table Get your coat out of my rack We don’t need you ‘round here, jerk-off Chuck, I want you off my back ’Cause we’ve almost made it We’ve almost made it We’ve almost made it to the top Got a gun from Uncle Freddy Got a station all picked out Got a plan and
Read More In Germany before the War by Randy Newman In Germany Before The War There was a man who owned a store In nineteen hundred thirty-four In Dusseldorf And every night at fine-o-nine He’d cross the park down to the Rhine And he’d sit there by the shore I’m looking at the river But I’m thinking of the sea Thinking of the sea Thinking of the sea I’m looking at the river But I’m thinking of the sea A little girl has lost her way With hair of gold and eyes
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