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Paul Simon - The Vampires + Lyrics

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, _8 r- W! k3 u8 L7 s7 n2 FHERNANDEZ
Well, did you bring me my money,
2 c2 R$ W; R; [$ S0 rMy cab fare
! W+ e, w! g5 J- r; H) ~My new shoes?
I got expenses, you know
Where's my weekly dues?

SAL
  d/ d, _( \; ^9 |+ H7 L9 kI ain't giving you my fucking money.
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HERNANDEZ
Oye, mother fucker, where's this jibaro from?
You go when I say.
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I call, you come.
You know it takes a strong man to survive.
It ain't no accident that you're still alive.
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HERNANDEZ & THE VAMPIRES
8 e4 u! a5 Z+ LWe stand for the neighborhood
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  _5 B# I6 x  x2 A! YHERNANDEZ
6 d0 Z4 j5 B. Z; OHe still lives with his mami, but he sneaks down,
8 e) K5 s' r7 z8 g; E6 @4 aA coolie in the shadow of the playground
You want to fight for your people, don't you, Sal?
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Well, yeah, if I got to.
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Oh, you got to. Come here, I want to show you something.

5 F' r9 A) I" j- W$ oThis is the cave of The Vampires,
7 k2 U6 O9 ?8 D/ P1 j" a4 UCount Dracula's castle,
The very sight could turn a white man grey.
8 H- [9 G& {" f# ^% h0 m* `0 jMade in the shade, use my umbrella
2 F/ j$ W( h$ dBlack like the night we fly in.
/ e0 ]  k) l: U: PThat blade is all you need to keep the dogs away.

# i2 e, D5 e: R2 pSo, you want to be a vampire, man! That's good.
We always looking for young blood in the neighborhood now
Carlos Apache collects the dues
6 k$ P7 |1 _5 [7 n: x; n# {) ^So you bring us something that we can use
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' Z) s) j& M( u9 U" Z1 r2 |0 ?/ m& HHERNANDEZ & THE VAMPIRES
( V  @! s0 E+ G# ^" Z. \+ O( RIf you got the balls, then come on, mette mano,
. V) r/ e/ D# R: O# c+ OIf you got the balls, then come on, mette mano,
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; X/ h" K( `0 H  i6 q0 d: X! XHERNANDEZ
Frenchy Cordero goes down to Hell's Kitchen
$ p! j, c8 J8 W% A; W1 mTo sell the Irish some weed
So this Paddy Boy's mother on the stoop starts bitchin'
'Bout spics is a mongrel breed
Now here comes her son
' D9 X& D- a  o9 Z6 C+ B& O. l5 aHe looks like a ton of corned beef
1 {! ?* g, ^) z7 V( |0 |Floating in beer
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9 d7 V4 L: C# q0 PHe says
2 Z' f1 n2 D. U0 |'Fucking Puerto Rican dope-dealing punk
Get your shit-brown ass out of here.'
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HERNANDEZ & THE VAMPIRES
'Fucking Puerto Rican dope-dealing punk
Get your shit-brown ass out of here.'
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! p  T! ?) M$ c- fWe stand for the neighborhood.
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HERNANDEZ
' X$ t" _0 G. \$ b; X, v) QSo the shanty-town Irish they kicked his ass good.
/ l  @$ U$ i% h7 L. nFractured his collar bone
: s( e8 x" Z" U* m) V6 y+ SCo?o, all I was thinking is, 'What home of the brave?
This a fucking war zone'
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THE VAMPIRES
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We stand for the neighborhood.

1 }/ ?# y- S& r% K$ d$ Q1 l0 wIf you got cojones, come on, mette mano

0 s4 ^: @& Y( N) x5 \- |% EWe stand for the neighborhood
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If you got the balls, then come on, mette mano,

We stand for the neighborhood.
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" [9 Z' D' H% N- ~Lead Vocal-Paul Simon
% s( u/ A7 h5 L& V  |Background Vocal-Angelo Aponte
5 G* Q0 C1 X' i. y/ C# ~" A& D$ ZBackground Vocal-Milton Cardona
Background Vocal-Hechter Ubarry
5 C3 b& K! B8 h) P* p$ }Background Vocal-David Davila
4 Q; x& \, y& w  H- d) ^" KBackground Vocal-Hans Giraldo
9 X  d9 P6 `+ u/ d4 DBackground Vocal-Luis Marrero
2 G& n5 k0 E3 `Background Vocal-Angel Ramirez
) ]- @2 C/ S9 z( Z& F  D* K6 yBackground Vocal-Robert Vargas
6 S8 s4 [( v' L9 d# G# ]' R2 r) ~) ZPiano-Oscar Hernandez
) {  b1 k) G3 b4 s$ K* _) X! h" \) @Bass Guitar-Bernie Minoso
Congas-Edwin Montalvo
) L+ k0 L; I2 i) c0 @* `9 v9 ?Timbales-Johnny Andrews
# ~( `2 Y" F5 q5 s' }& |  pBongos, Cowbell-Pablo Nunez
Trumpet, Solo Trumpet-Ray Vega
Trumpet-John Walsh
Trombone-Luis Lopez
Tenor-Mitch Frohman
Baritone Sax-Pablo Calogero
6 h: a8 ]/ V3 ^: O+ j$ a8 yHorn Arrangement-Oscar Hernandez

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Killer Wants To Go To College - Paul Simon + Lyrics
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I know you're trying to protect me
Searching for another truth
8 n8 E3 v2 m+ b4 R( s; HWith your language and your poetry
From my ignorance and youth
Hey I did not come to argue
My life never made much sense
I just wish that I could hug you
You're my only defense
I don't understand your writing
( x! s( `, Y: k; sI could barely sign my name
All I ever learned was fighting
But I'm not the only one to blame
+ e6 n0 ^5 a* B. n) [3 pThe streets were dark with danger
; B& M8 l3 w. `- e, D/ aI have to stand up for my friends
In a land where I'm a stranger
$ F. d7 o9 m, v7 w4 qAnd the hatred never ends
Killer wants to go on TV
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Paul Simon - Time Is An Ocean + Lyrics

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9 M' G; o9 A: V6 T# cI speak to you in jesus's name
, o" B, E- Q6 R" T4 \; {As jesus speaks through me,
The evil we do can't be blamed upon our destiny
1 t: ^- p6 m" D7 M+ H4 Q& LI have walked through the valley of death-row to the shore
$ l& A: Q* x% ^$ s, T( U, a8 M; uI have stumbled through silvery water to my savior, my salvador!
% D* K# e" B3 E9 x& t7 R, AIt took me four years to learn
I was in prison not in church.
# ]! x5 @- c1 I0 m. Y, _And two more to begin the book of my soul's search.
. B. _9 D7 C& T! o# QTime is an ocean of endless tears
7 i8 m& j1 L* j! J2 VA wild boy from the streets of el barrio
! C' M0 b6 }2 h, g* eAn orphan from the hills of mayagüez
And when I wrote my story
( g5 c+ M1 D' g  ^. aThe words flew from the page
% X; L+ G3 k& SAnd my soul in solitary
Escaped it's iron cage.
8 y7 u9 \$ T  U/ @  t/ k' Y9 \Time is an ocean of endless tears
( }; P1 O- k3 w; yMama, I got your letter today
The next time that you write I'll be transferred far away.
) w" L/ R4 ^  C' ^I'm leaving greenhaven's towers of stone
  f# \: O5 B0 \5 g% mWhere the latin population will soon be minus one.
! Q0 _) g5 j9 k+ r4 a4 N" T- ~Time is an ocean of endless tears.
I know how hard it's been for you these many years,
You say the aguinaldo makes you dream of home
  a: t* ?' E( ~$ @4 u" Y& w  WWhere once we strolled the beach at el malecon
5 J3 c1 g9 {8 c! [, m" V; o! kGo back don't you worry, I am your grown-up son.
1 R: C/ r. z% B  T9 K2 y' tThe politics of prison are a mirror of the street.
The poor endure oppression
4 m9 X& P" n8 sThe police control the state.
! k' k- @" |7 h% M' Z0 GCorrectional facility
That's what they call this place
But look around and you will see
The politics of race
0 E$ n& h1 ~2 \4 W, fA forest and a prison
Where the snow and guards are white
7 _7 a: j3 p" u  `4 d- P2 v+ uIf you want to keep your sanity
You'll teach yourself to write.
! \$ c5 i2 T0 S0 _( d* Y; @% LYou were a child of sixteen
With a twelve-year-old mind
You came here numb and battered
By the streets I left behind
7 g# Z8 f# p0 s  t; WI'll take the evil in me
, A* n7 S# J- I$ m  t/ EAnd turn it into good,
" h# G% H6 q4 p  PThough all your institutions
Never thought I could
& b7 Q" S5 T9 T! d: \9 FSo now I'll turn to say goodbye
I'll keep your image in my eye
I turn around to say goodbye
5 h  a0 @' T- I2 i) }I'll keep your image with me till the day I die
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Paul Simon - Sunday Afternoon + Lyrics


( H' {% q; |) G1 IESMERALDA
Salvador, the afternoon sunlight is folding around us,
* k( z: U% C. p* j7 qThe dishes are done,
. A$ Z# M: {* N" P& ^$ vThe buildings here, tall as our mountains
. Q) k: ?# B0 L$ |- [Slice through the windows and cut off the sun.
# p- q( ^8 H, Y- ~7 J% OOn such days I find I am longing for Puerto Rico
Though I never would return 'til you are free
! A/ L6 D& d! |4 A3 b: ~, e7 \But when I hear the Aguinaldo my heart's a little lighter
0 |0 E9 y2 t2 O$ T* K: G) XAnd we dance together Aurea and me
& C3 Y  E3 N( l; D6 qIn my life I've been unlucky with two husbands
- j- K2 j  @  y+ k9 {! d. zGumersindo liked his rum and women friends
/ u( r2 M8 J+ aThen that hypocrite who beat you and preached about repentance
$ V- g1 p4 l$ y2 d' L2 eHas gone, and so another Sunday ends
( ]1 _& @6 Y: F% \' u$ uAnd tomorrow is another hard working Monday
$ ]! E- ]7 p$ iI'm still hoping for the raise they promised me
There's a job as operator
0 Z6 y% x* [  }7 `: eI would not have to wait for
9 B; Z% s! f  [( oIf I could speak the language easily
; b7 f- n& X8 _But I tell Aurea:
The barrio's boundaries are our own little nation
' r. s6 U4 C6 ^Sometimes I hear you run upstairs
And I view my light with resignation
Keep your bible near you
Time is an ocean of endless tears.
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! X. c# K2 ^7 e, K: WLead Vocal-Ednita Nazario
Hi String Guitar-Paul Simon
- g& R6 Z: _1 W. O( R. W% JPiano-Oscar Hernandez
Acoustic Guitar-Saturnino Laboy
Acoustic Guitar-Diomedes Matos
- R$ x+ b0 ~1 V. H. iBass-Ruben Rodriguez
8 E2 w' [/ J; p" L% d* {# \Cello-Laura Bontrager
Flute-Oriente Lopez
Bongos, Maracas, Clave-Milton Cardona

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Paul Simon - Can I Forgive Him
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Esmeralda
) w9 x2 _: l' S1 D. aI am esmeralda agrón, se? ora.
I know I've no right to speak.
/ m$ ~. l) G; v$ a" N' ~. {" l2 UMy son is not the savage boy you see,
# v5 ^) V, n3 \+ N1 o4 X1 aThe cape, the sneer, the slicked-back hair
8 K- B) z( x3 J8 V& k9 x, ZIt hides the child I nursed and bathed, se? ora.
; k4 J+ l$ H  p; p! x. K! VPlease don't turn your eyes from me
Your son, gone to god, and mine to blame
My fated son,
  M& j0 ]" o. o4 ?% v( i/ gHe too is gone
The state will see to that, I am sure, se? ora
The state will see to that, I am sure.

1st mother
You spanish people, you come to this country
' N) y) X" g, Q* K" J2 JNothing here changes your lives
Ungrateful immigrants asking for pity
2 }: @: h4 d! X, JWhen all of your answers are knives
8 i* s9 L  _3 AThis city makes a cartoon of a crime
Capes and umbrellas the glorification of slime
I have to face this horror, se? ora.
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: |8 l/ X! E5 W% J5 i3 z0 E# L2nd mother
5 H/ x8 _& T; |# UMy religion
+ m7 C4 P: H* t1 v* K+ lAsks me to pray for the murderer's soul
& l" K6 K8 h* Y4 f7 e7 ?& a. CBut I think you'd have to be
- ~+ W- ~9 J; H7 WJesus on the cross
To open your heart after such a loss
0 a& l" U- z# _. k) B5 bCan I forgive him?
6 w0 w) `8 s! F; Q3 p" }- ]Can I forgive him?
- K8 Q2 \( O8 J. _No, I cannot
Can I forgive him
No, I cannot
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Friends become strangers
Compassion is hard to express in words
The trembling flowers they bring
Fear in the roots and the stem
What happened to me they know could happen to them.
2 i! ~# b" i! W1 g! lCan I forgive him
) p" {' d- T) F! y+ h) x2 b, _+ ]No, I cannot
% S# _+ E0 o! h- I3 D$ bCan I forgive him
% C- ?3 Y4 c& F$ W' q/ v- O6 D7 q3 Q5 kNo

Esmeralda
Only God can say 'forgive'
1 a2 w; v$ D1 a0 b! u3 DHis son too received a knife
1 d! X% N7 ^- l0 f$ TBut we go on, we have to live
With this cross we call our life

$ P: \' Y. h+ l" `4 i0 r* V/ P1st mother
Feels like a bomb fell
And wave after wave come the aftershocks
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7 ~1 o3 w9 O- ?; Y: K6 p2nd mother
2 D. {* v6 _! Y; K: Z$ sYou can't believe that it's true
& L$ G: m6 L# _" I$ ^$ W7 ^3 @0 ]There must be some mistake
You drift through this nightmare from which you can't wake
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8 V+ G) j4 Z# j0 E; I: w9 eBoth mothers
! u, d( H  U* t5 G% P( Q& TCan I forgive him?
" J! o5 b: `, ^Can I forgive him,
, N5 z, F7 {0 V' K$ M3 {6 ]No, I cannot
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Can I forgive him?
Can I forgive him, no, I cannot

Can I forgive him?
Can I forgive him, no, I cannot

Can I forgive him
No, I cannot.

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Paul Simon - Silent Eyes
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Paul Simon - Jonah
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$ D, g5 D; M$ {7 d8 _: {album "Late In The Evening" Oct 7, '80
' y5 \+ n+ H( [  TSteve Gadd: Drums, Eric Gale: Guitar, Toni Levin : Bass, Richard Tee: Keyboards
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1 a. r  y  Z) }; XHalf and hour you change your strings and tune up
Sizing the room up
9 l* _1 ?. K( v5 qChecking the bar
( }0 p6 u  p4 |+ q' d# YLocal girls unspoken conversations
Misinformation
( f9 u& q# ~; ]2 ?" ?8 N, APlays the guitar

They say Jonah was swallowed by a whale
But I say there's no truth to that tale
I know Jonah
+ k% v, a" k4 o+ {$ j: \- R/ dWas swallowed by a song

No one lets their dreams be taken lightly
6 J! W% O3 h: S* MThey hold them tightly
$ q! F* v5 B! W& n1 A) G+ L* |Warm against cold
One more year of traveling 'round this ciruit
9 V. |! A( _5 K. P8 t7 k/ uThen you can work it into gold
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Here's to all the boys who came along
Carrying soft guitars in cardboard cases
All night long
# h- D& n& k# _# F; ~1 B8 ]Do you wonder where those boys have gone?
Do you wonder where those boys have gone?

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Oh,Marion_Paul Simon


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PAUL SIMON - one trick pony (HQ Audio)


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Paul Simon - Darling Lorraine
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