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The Rights The Nights The Lights. Giuseppe Gazerro Sandro Tortolato Luigi Trolese Presentano: The Rights The Nights The Lights Percorso di parole e musica negli anni del postmodernismo. Songlist. The Nights The Boxer *** we are Nowhere Man Wish You Were Here Homeward Bound
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The Rights The Nights The Lights
Giuseppe Gazerro Sandro Tortolato Luigi Trolese Presentano:The Rights The Nights The Lights Percorso di parole e musica negli anni del postmodernismo
Songlist • The Nights • The Boxer • *** we are • Nowhere Man • Wish You Were Here • Homeward Bound • Ventura Highway • *** simon silenzio • Sound Of Silence • Let It Be • Someday Never Comes • The Rights • Don’t Let It Bring You Down (solo) • I Heard It Through The Grapevine • *** peace freedom politics • America • Cotton Fields • ***rain • Have You Ever • Who’ll Stop The Rain • Rain • Lodi • Paperback Writer • The Lights • *** the sun • Here Comes The Sun • All My Loving • Can’t Buy Me Love • *** beatles Dylan • Come Together • Wrote A Song For Everyone • A Horse With No Name • *** ciao • All You Need Is Love • Roll Over Beethoven(Go Tell It)
The Boxer • I am just a poor boyThough my story's seldom toldI have squandered my resistanceFor a pocketful of mumblesSuch are promisesAll lies and jestStill, a man hears what he wants to hearAnd disregards the restWhen I left my home and my familyI was no more than a boyIn the company of strangersIn the quiet of a railway stationRunning scaredLaying low, seeking out the poorer quartersWhere the ragged people goLooking for the places only they would knowLie-la-lie... Asking only workman's wagesI come looking for a jobBut I get no offersJust a come-on from the whores on Seventh AvenueI do declare there were times when I was so lonesomeI took some comfort there • Then I'm laying out my winter clothesAnd wishing I was goneGoing homeWhere the New York City winters aren't bleeding meLeading meGoing homeIn the clearing stands a boxerAnd a fighter by his tradeAnd he carries the remindersOf every glove that laid him downOr cut him till he cried outIn his anger and his shame“I am leaving, I am leaving”But the fighter still remainsLie-la-lie... Now the years are rolling by meThe are rocking easilyI am older than I once wasAnd younger than I'll beBut that's not unusualNo, it isn't strangeAfter changes upon changesWe are more or less the sameAfter changes we areMore or less the same
Nowhere Man • He's a real nowhere manSitting in his nowhere landMaking all his nowhere plans for nobodyDoesn't have a point of viewKnows not where he's going toIsn't he a bit like you and me?Nowhere Man, please listenYou don't know what you're missingNowhere Man, the world is at your commandHe's as blind as he can beJust sees what he wants to seeNowhere Man can you see me at all?Nowhere Man, don't worryTake your time, don't hurryLeave it all till somebody else lends you a handDoesn't have a point of viewKnows not where he's going toIsn't he a bit like you and me?Nowhere Man, please listenYou don't know what you're missingNowhere Man, the world is at your commandHe's a real Nowhere ManSitting in his nowhere landMaking all his nowhere plans for nobody
Wish You Were Here • So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?A smile from a veil?Do you think you can tell?Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?Hot ashes for trees?Hot air for a cool breeze?Cold comfort for change?Did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?How I wish, how I wish you were here.We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,Running over the same old ground.What have we found?The same old fears.Wish you were here.
Homeward Bound • I'm sitting in the railway station.Got a ticket for my destination.On a tour of one-night standsmy suitcase and guitar in hand.And every stop is neatly plannedfor a poet and a one-man band.Homeward bound,I wish I was homeward bound,Home where my thought's escaping,Home where my music's playing,Home where my love lies waiting silently for me.Every day's an endless streamOf cigarettes and magazines.And each town looks the same to me,the movies and the factoriesAnd every stranger's face I seereminds me that I long to be,Homeward bound,Tonight I'll sing my songs again,I'll play the game and pretend.But all my words come back to mein shades of mediocrityLike emptiness in harmonyI need someone to comfort me.Homeward bound,
Ventura Highway • Chewing on a piece of grassWalking down the roadTell me, how long you gonna stay here, Joe?Some people say this town don't look good in snowYou don't care, I knowVentura Highway in the sunshineWhere the days are longerThe nights are stronger than moonshineYou're gonna go I know'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hairAnd the days surround your daylight thereSeasons crying no despairAlligator lizards in the air, in the airWishin' on a falling starWaitin' for the early trainSorry boy, but I've been hit by purple rainAw, come on, Joe, you can alwaysChange your nameThanks a lot, son, just the sameVentura Highway in the sunshineWhere the days are longerThe nights are stronger than moonshineYou're gonna go I know'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hairAnd the days surround your daylight thereSeasons crying no despairAlligator lizards in the air, in the air
Sound Of Silence • Hello darkness, my old friendI've come to talk with you againBecause a vision softly creepingLeft its seeds while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brainStill remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone‘Neath the halo of a streetlampI turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without listeningPeople writing songs that voices never shareNo one dareDisturb the sound of silence“Fools” said I, “You do not knowSilence like a cancer growHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you”But my words like silent raindrops fellAnd echoed in the wells of silenceAnd the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed out its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the sign said “The words of the prophetsAre written on subway wallsAnd tenement hallsAnd whispered in the sounds of silence”
Let It Be • When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Whisper words of wisdom, let it be. And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree There will be an answer, let it be. For though they may be parted there is Still a chance that they will see There will be an answer, let it be. Let it be, let it be. • There will be an answer, let it be. And when the night is cloudy, There is still a light that shines on me, Shine on until tomorrow, let it be. I wake up to the sound of music Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be. There will be an answer, let it be. Let it be, let it be, Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
Someday Never Comes • First thing I remember was askin' papa, "Why?",For there were many things I didn't know.And Daddy always smiled; took me by the hand,Sayin', "Someday you'll understand."Well, I'm here to tell you now each and ev'ry mother's sonYou better learn it fast; you better learn it young,'Cause, "Someday" Never Comes."Well, time and tears went by and I collected dust,For there were many things I didn't know.When Daddy went away, he said, "Try to be a man,And, Someday you'll understand."And then, one day in April, I wasn't even there,For there were many things I didn't know.A son was born to me; Mama held his hand,Sayin' "Someday you'll understand."Think it was September, the year I went away,For there were many things I didn't know.And I still see him standing, try'n' to be a man;I said, "Someday you'll understand."
Don’t Let It Bring You Down • Old man lyingby the side of the roadWith the lorries rolling by,Blue moon sinkingfrom the weight of the loadAnd the buildings scrape the sky,Cold wind rippingdown the alley at dawnAnd the morning paper flies,Dead man lyingby the side of the roadWith the daylight in his eyes.Don't let it bring you downIt's only castles burning,Find someone who's turningAnd you will come around.Blind man runningthrough the lightof the nightWith an answer in his hand,Come on downto the river of sightAnd you can really understand,Red lights flashingthrough the windowin the rain,Can you hear the sirens moan?White cane lyingin a gutter in the lane,If you're walking home alone.
Heard It Through The Grapevine • I bet you're wonderin' how I knew'Bout your plans to make me blueWith some other guy you knew beforeBetween the two of us guysYou know I loved you moreIt took me by surprise I must sayWhen I found out yesterdayDon't you know that I heard it through the grapevineNot much longer would you be mineOh I heard it through the grapevineOh I'm just about to lose my mindI know a man ain't supposed to cryBut these tears I can't hold insideLosin' you would end my life you see'Cause you mean that much to meYou could have told me yourselfThat you loved someone elseInstead I heard it through the grapevineNot much longer would you be mineOh, I heard it through the grapevineAnd I'm just about to lose my mindHoney, honey yeahPeople say believe half of what you seeSon and none of what you hearBut I can't help but be confusedIf it's true please tell me dearDo you plan to let me goFor the other guy you loved before?Don't you know I heard it through the grapevineNot much longer would you be mine, baby yeahI heard it through the grapevineI'm just about to lose my mindHoney, honey, yeahI heard it through the grapevine,Not much longer would you be mine, baby yeah
America • Let us be lovers,We'll marry our fortunes together.I've got some real estateHere in my bag.So we bought a pack of cigarettes,And Mrs. Wagner's pies,And walked offTo look for America."Kathy", I said,As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh,Michigan seems like a dream to me now.It took me four daysTo hitch-hike from Saginaw."I've come to look for America."Laughing on the bus,Playing games with the faces,She said the man in the gabardine suitWas a spy.I said, "Be careful,His bow tie is really a camera.""Toss me a cigarette,I think there's one in my raincoat."We smoked the last oneAn hour ago.So I looked at the scenery,She read her magazine;And the moon rose over an open field."Kathy, I'm lost", I said,Though I knew she was sleeping."I'm empty and aching andI don't know why."Counting the carsOn the New Jersey TurnpikeThey've all comeTo look for America,All come to look for America,All come to look for America.
Cotton Fields When I was a little biddy babyMy mama would rock me in the cradle,In them old cotton fields back home;It was down in Louisiana,Just about a mile from Texarkana,In them old cotton fields back home.Oh, when them cotton bolls get rottenYou can't pick very much cotton,In them old cotton fields back home.
Have You Ever Seen The Rain • Someone told me long ago There's a calm before the storm,I know; It's been comin' for some time.When it's over, so they say, It'll rain a sunny day,I know; Shinin' down like water.I want to know, Have you ever seen the rain?I want to know, Have you ever seen the rainComin' down on a sunny day?Yesterday, and days before, Sun is cold and rain is hard,I know; Been that way for all my time.'Til forever, on it goes Through the circle, fast and slow,I know; It can't stop, I wonder.
Who’ll Stop The Rain • Long as I remember The rain been comin' down.Clouds of myst'ry pourin' Confusion on the ground.Good men through the ages, Tryin' to find the sun;And I wonder, Still I wonder, Who'll stop the rain.I went down Virginia, Seekin' shelter from the storm.Caught up in the fable, I watched the tower grow.Five year plans and new deals, Wrapped in golden chains.And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain.Heard the singers playin', How we cheered for more.The crowd had rushed together, Tryin' to keep warm.Still the rain kept pourin', Fallin' on my ears.And I wonder, Still I wonder Who'll stop the rain.
Rain • If the rain comes they run and hide their headsThey might as well be deadIf the rain comes, if the rain comesWhen the sun shines they slip into the shade(when the sun shines down)And sip their lemonade(when the sun shines down)When the sun shines, when the sun shinesRain, I don't mindShine, the weather's fineI can show you that when it starts to rain(when the rain comes down)Everything's the same(when the rain comes down)I can show you, I can show youRain, I don't mindShine, the weather's fineCan you hear me, that when it rains and shines(when it rains and shines)It's just a state of mind?(when it rains and shines)Can you hear me, can you hear me?
Lodi • Just about a year ago, I set out on the road,Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold.Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune.Oh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again.Rode in on the Greyhound, I'll be walkin' out if I go.I was just passin' through, must be seven months or more.Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends.Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.The man from the magazine said I was on my way.Somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play.I came into town, a one night stand, looks like my plans fell throughOh ! Lord, stuck in Lodi again.If I only had a dollar, for ev'ry song I've sung.And ev'ry time I've had to play while people sat there drunk.You know, I'd catch the next train back to where I live..Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.
Paperback Writer • Dear Sir or Madam, will you read my book?It took me years to write, will you take a look?It's based on a novel by a man named LearAnd I need a job, so I want to be a paperback writerPaperback writerIt's the dirty story of a dirty manAnd his clinging wife doesn't understandHis son is working for the Daily MailIt's a steady job but he wants to be a paperback writerPaperback writerPaperback writerIt's a thousand pages, give or take a fewI'll be writing more in a week or twoI can make it longer if you like the styleI can change it round and I want to be a paperback writerPaperback writerIf you really like it you can have the rightsIt could make a million for you overnightIf you must return it, you can send it hereBut I need a break and I want to be a paperback writerPaperback writer
Here Comes The Sun Here comes the sunHere comes the sun,and I say, It's all right Little darlingIt's been a long, cold lonely winterLittle darlingIt feels like years since it's been here Here comes the sunHere comes the sun,and I say, It's all right Little darlingThe smiles returning to the facesLittle darlingIt seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sunHere comes the sun,and I say, It's all right Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Little darlingI feel that ice is slowly meltingLittle darlingIt seems like years since it's been clear Here comes the sun
Can’t Buy Me Love • Can't buy me love, loveCan't buy me loveI'll buy you a diamond ring my friend if it makes you feel alrightI'll get you anything my friend if it makes you feel alrightCos I don't care too much for money, and money can't buy me loveI'll give you all I got to give if you say you'll love me tooI may not have a lot to give but what I got I'll give to youI don't care too much for money, money can't buy me loveCan't buy me love, everybody tells me soCan't buy me love, no no no, noSay you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfiedTell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buyI don't care too much for money, money can't buy me loveOwwwCan't buy me love, everybody tells me soCan't buy me love, no no no, noSay you don't need no diamond ring and I'll be satisfiedTell me that you want the kind of thing that money just can't buyI don't care too much for money, money can't buy me love
All My Loving Close your eyes and I'll kiss you Tomorrow I'll miss you Remember I'll always be true And then while I'm away I'll write home every day And I'll send all my loving to you I'll pretend that I'm kissing The lips I am missing And hope that my dreams will come true And then while I'm away I'll write home every day And I'll send all my loving to you All my loving, I will send to you All my loving, darling I'll be true
Come Together Here come old flat topHe come groovin' up slowlyHe got joo joo eyeballsHe one holy rollersHe got hair down to his kneeGot to be a jokerHe just do what he please He wear no shoeshineHe got toe jam footballHe got monkey fingerHe shoot Coca ColaHe say I know you, you know meOne thing I can tell you isYou got to be freeCome together, right nowOver me He bad productionHe got walrus gumbootHe got Ono sideboardHe one spinal crackerHe got feet down below his kneesHold you in his armchairYou can feel his diseaseCome together, right nowOver me He roller coasterHe got early warningHe got muddy waterHe one Mojo filterHe say one and one and one is threeGot to be good lookingCause he's so hard to seeCome together right nowOver me
Wrote A Song For Everyone • Met myself a comin' county welfare line.I was feelin' strung out, Hung out on the line.Saw myself a goin', down to war in June.All I want, All I want is to write myself a tune.Wrote a song for ev'ryone,Wrote a song for truth.Wrote a song for ev'ryoneAnd I couldn't even talk to you.Got myself arrested, Wound me up in jail.Richmond 'bout to blow up, communication failed.If you see the answer, now's the time to say.All I want, All I want is to get you down to pray.Saw the people standin' thousand years in chains.Somebody said it's diff'rent now, look, it's just the same.Pharoahs spin the message, round and round the truth.They could have saved a million people, How can I tell you?
A Horse With No Name On the first part of the journeyI was looking at all the lifeThere were plants and birds and rocks and thingsThere was sand and hills and ringsThe first thing I met was a fly with a buzzAnd the sky with no cloudsThe heat was hot and the ground was dryBut the air was full of soundI've been through the desert on a horse with no nameIt felt good to be out of the rainIn the desert you can remember your name'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no painAfter two days in the desert sunMy skin began to turn redAfter three days in the desert funI was looking at a river bedAnd the story it told of a river that flowedMade me sad to think it was deadYou see I've been through the desert on a horse with no nameIt felt good to be out of the rainIn the desert you can remember your name'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no painAfter nine days I let the horse run free'Cause the desert had turned to seaThere were plants and birds and rocks and thingsthere was sand and hills and ringsThe ocean is a desert with it's life undergroundAnd a perfect disguise aboveUnder the cities lies a heart made of groundBut the humans will give no loveYou see I've been through the desert on a horse with no nameIt felt good to be out of the rainIn the desert you can remember your name'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
All You Need Is Love There's nothing you can do that can't be done Nothing you can sing that can't be sung Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game It's easy There's nothing you can make that can't be made No one you can save that can't be saved Nothing you can do but you can learn to be you in time It's easy All you need is love, love Love is all you need There's nothing you can know that isn't known Nothing you can see that isn't shown There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be It's easy All you need is love, love Love is all you need All you need is love, all together now All you need is love, everybody
Roll Over Beethoven I’m gonna write a little letter Gonna mail it to my local D.J.It's a rocking little recordI want my jockey to playRoll over BeethovenI gotta hear it again todayYou know my temperature's risingAnd the jukebox's blows a fuseMy hearts beating rhythmAnd my soul keeps singing the bluesRoll over BeethovenAnd tell Tchaikovsky the newsI got a rocking pneumoniaI need a shot of rhythm and bluesI think I got it off the writerSittin' down by the rhythm reviewRoll over BeethovenWe're rockin' in two by twoWell if you fell you like itWell get your lover and reel and rock itRoll it over and move on upJust jump around and reel and rock itRoll it overRoll over BeethovenA rocking in two by two, ohWell early in the morningI'm a giving you the warningDon't you step on my blue suede showesHey little littleGonna play my fiddleAin't got nothing to loseRoll over BeethovenAnd tell Tchaikovsky the newsYou know she winks like a glow wormDance like a spinning topShe got a crazy partnerOughta see them reel an rockLong as she's got a dimeThe music will never stopRoll over BeethovenAnd dig these rhythm and blues