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Sing A Mean Tune Kid
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Robert Lamm
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Sing a mean tune, kid
Sock 'em in the gut
Don't you ever let your mama catch you cryin'
Play the bad song, kid
Everyone's the blues Yeah, yeah, yeah
And the people never know you're only lyin'
Such a scary song, kid
Never heard before Yeah, yeah, yeah
Soon the groupies will start rollin' by your door
Burn the groove to death, kid
Nail 'em to the cross Yeah, yeah, yeah
Til you're not a super pop star any more
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Loneliness Is Just a Word
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Robert Lamm
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You don't know how bad it's been
Since you been gone
Let me tell you how bad it's been
Since you been gone
People speak but I don't hear
Things all around seem to be unclear
I don't know
What will become of the love you turned off
What will become of the need you turned off
Lonliness is just a word
That's very cold
People stare but they don't see
All of the hurt that's inside me
I don't know
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What Else Can I Say
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Peter Cetera
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Where are you takin' me
I can't follow you there
What do you have in mind
You know that I don't care
Where do you think I'm at
I thought I made it clear
Please don't follow me back down
While I'm standin' here
Early in the morning
Waitin' for me to rise
The light of a new day dawnin'
Catches the sun in her eyes
Tonight tonight tonight
I'm standing here
I miss her
Tonight she's so far away
What else can I say
Because I know that she'll
Never let me down
And I know that she's gonna
Love me too
Tonight tonight tonight
I'm standing here
And it's clear
I need her
Tonight she's so far away
What else can I say
Because I know that she'll
Never let me down
And I know that she's gonna
Love me too
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I Don't Want Your Money
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Robert Lamm / Terry Kath
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I don't want your money
It don't mean a thing
I don't need no fancy clothes
Or a diamond ring
I don't have to ride in style
In your limousine
I don't want no trouble
Tax or Uncle Sam
All I want is you
I want to be your natural man
I don't need your prestige
'Cause I got my pride
I don't want your social standing
I'd rather stand outside
I don't have no time to worry
'Bout your greedy jive
I don't want your money
I don't like that game
All I want is you
I want to be your natural man.
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Flight 602
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Robert Lamm
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You are on a plane now
And on you way up north
Canada is so far from where you want to be
Be in California, with sunshine in your heart
But you know ther are people
That you have to be
Have to be
Have to be what they say you are
What you always wanted to be
Wanted to be
Wanted to be just a man fulfilled
But a little more free
A little more free
You are in a hotel
And in your room alone
Lying there, but not knowing where you're s'posed to be
Be thinking of B-3's and Leslies going round
And you know there are people
That are going to be
Goin' to be
Goin' to see what they say you are
What you've always wanted to be
Wanted to be
I only wanted to be just a man fulfilled
But a little more free
A little more free
A little more free
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Free
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Robert Lamm
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I just want to be free
I just want to be free
I want to be free of all the hurt
Free of all the pain
I want to just end these lonely hours
End these lonely days
I just want to be free
I just want to be free
I just want to be free
I just want to be free
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At The Sunrise
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Robert Lamm
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How could I be happy
Without her by my side
Without her smiling face
At the sunrise
How could I keep living
With emptiness inside
With no one there to touch
At the sunrise
She gave meaning to my words
She helped me find my way
The time I had to leave her
Leave her all alone
The way she looked at me
Made me cry
I know she understands me
She knows I'm feelin' bad
Until I'm back beside her
At the sunrise
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Mother
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Robert Lamm
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Driving down the concrete beams
Looking around and it now seems
Mama Earth is nowhere
Gone from your eyes
Hidden in the crust
Of man's scientific dreams
She is gone
Natural man took her natural face
Made it a strange and alien place
You can't bear to look
'Cause she ain't there
Our Mother has been raped
And left to die in disgrace
She is gone
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Lowdown
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Peter Cetera / Danny Seraphine
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Oh my
Life has passed me by
The country I was brought up in
Fell apart and died
Oh no
Love's no longer there
Cold wind blew away the sun
That used to warm the air
Lowdown
Ooo! Feelin' pretty bad
Feelin' like I lost the best friend
That I ever had
Lowdown
Ooo! Got to find a way
Got to make the people see
The way I feel today
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A Hard Risin' Morning Without Breakfast
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Terry Kath
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Today when I awoke
The morning blues hung over me
So, I looked it straight in the eye
I jumped into the shower
For 'bout an hour
Aw it was fine
Yeah, It helps me all the time
It's soothin' to mind
Just to see those blues
Go slippin' down the drain
Now I usually have my breakfast
Which consists of tasty spam
Yeah, I could eat it all day long
But I only love one brand
And I can't find it way out here
So, I have to take a pass
And settle for some hash
When I drive and you're not here
Oh, sweet sweet spam
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Off To Work
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Terry Kath
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Now I must be off to work
I sweat all night and feel their nerve
Takin' things together power
Lord, give me strength to make these hours
Soon, my long work day is done
And I run home for the phone, yeah
An hour in the shower
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Fallin' Out
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Terry Kath
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Now I lay me down to sleep
And dream of my treasure map
It shows me
Things my maypole's buried at
And I dream of all the fun I have
When my maypole comes out to play
Yeah, and I dream things I can't say
Or I'll get put away
So now, I better stop
Before I give them all away
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Dreamin' Home
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Terry Kath
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Dream, dream, dream
Dreams in the night
Take me back to you
The day comes
With it's friend
The Morning blues again
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Morning Blues Again
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Terry Kath
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So when you wake up this morning
And those blues are hangin' 'round, yeah
Just listen baby
And I'll tell you what to do
I just may join you, 'neath your bed
And turn on your electric brandy
Woah, and turn our thoughts to me
'Cause you know where I'll be
And then you can join me
In my hour in the shower
Join me in my hour in the shower.
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When All The Laughter Dies In Sorrow
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K. Lascelles
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When all the laughter dies in sorrow
And the tears have risen to a flood
When all the wars have found a cause
In human wisdom and in blood
Do you think they'll cry in sadness
Do you think the eye will blink
Do you think they'll curse the madness
Do you even think they'll think
When all the great galactic systems
Sigh to a frozen halt in space
Do you think there will be some remnant
Of beauty of the human race
Do you think there will be a vestige
Or a sniffle or a cosmic tear
Do you think a greater thinking thing
Will give a damn that man was here
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