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 Paul Simon   - Surprise (Paroles / Lyrics)

1. How Can You Live in the Northeast?
2. Everything About It Is a Love Song
3. Outrageous
4. Sure Don't Feel Like Love
5. Wartime Prayers
6. Beautiful
7. I Don't Believe
8. Another Galaxy
9. Once Upon a Time There Was an Ocean
10. That's Me
11. Father and Daughter 
How Can You Live in the Northeast?
We heard the fireworks 
Rushed out to watch the sky, 
Happy go lucky, fourth of July
How can you live in the Northeast? 
How can you live in the South?
How can you build on the banks of a river
When the flood water pours from the mouth?
How can you be a Christian? 
How can you be a Jew?
How can you be a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Hindu? 
How can you?
Weak as the winter sun, we enter life on earth. 
Names and religion comes just after date of birth. 
Then everybody gets a tongue to speak, 
And everyone hears an inner voice, 
A day at the end of the week to wonder and rejoice.
If the answer is infinite light 
Why do we sleep in the dark?
How can you live in the Northeast? 
How can you live in the South? 
How can you build on the banks of a river? 
When the flood water pours from the mouth?
How can you tattoo your body? 
Why do you cover your head?
How can you eat from a rice bowl
The holy man only breaks bread?
We watched the fireworks 'til they were fireflies. 
Followed a path of stars over the endless skies.
How can you live in the Northeast?
How can you live in the South?
How can you build on the banks of a river 
When the flood water pours from the mouth, from the mouth? 
I've been given all I wanted, 
Only three generations off the boat. 
I've harvested and I've planted. 
I'm wearing my father's old coat.


Outrageous
It's outrageous to line your pockets off the misery of the poor. 
Outrageous the crime some human beings must endure. 
It's a blessing to wash your face in the summer solstice rain. 
It's outrageous a man like me stand here and complain.
But I'm tired, nine hundred sit-ups a day.
I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, okay? 
I'm tired, tired 
Anybody care what I say? No! 
I'm painting my hair the colour of mud.
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
Aw, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
It's outrageous the food they try to serve in a public school. 
Outrageous, the way they talk to you like you're some kind of clinical fool 
It's a blessing to rest my head in the circle of your love. 
It's outrageous I can't stop thinking about the things I'm thinking of.
And I'm tired, nine hundred sit-ups a day. 
I'm painting my hair the colour of mud, mud, okay? 
I'm tired, tired, anybody care what I say? No! 
Painting my hair the colour of mud.
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
Tell me, who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?
God will, 
Like he waters the flowers on your window sill.
Take me, I'm an ordinary player in the key of C,
And my will was broken by my pride and my vanity
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone? 
God will, 
Like he waters the flowers on your window sill.
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?

Wartime Prayers
Prayers offered in times of peace are silent conversations, 
Appeals for love or love's release 
In private invocations 
But all that is changed now, 
Gone like a memory from the day before the fires. 
People hungry for the voice of God
Hear lunatics and liars
Wartime prayers, wartime prayers
In every language spoken, 
For every family scattered and broken.
Because you cannot walk with the holy, 
If you're just a halfway decent man. 
I don't pretend that I'm a mastermind 
With a genius marketing plan. 
I'm trying to tap into some wisdom, 
Even a little drop will do. 
I want to rid my heart of envy 
And cleanse my soul of rage 
Before I'm through.
Times are hard, it's a hard time 
But everybody knows all about hard times. 
The thing is, what are you gonna do? 
Well, you cry and try to muscle through 
Try to rearrange your stuff 
But when the wounds are deep enough, 
It's all that we can bear, 
We wrap ourselves in prayer.
Because you cannot walk with the holy, 
If you're just a halfway decent man. 
I don't pretend that I'm a mastermind 
With a genius marketing plan. 
I'm trying to tap into some wisdom, 
Even a little drop willdo. 
I want to rid my heart of envy 
And cleanse my soul of rage 
Before I'm through. 
A mother murmurs in twilight sleep 
And draws her babies closer. 
With hush-a-byes for sleepy eyes, 
And kisses on the shoulder. 
To drive away despair 
She says a wartime prayer.

I Don't Believe
Acts of kindness, like breadcrumbs in a fairytale forest 
Lead us past dangers as light melts the darkness 
But I don't believe, and I'm not consoled
I lean closer to the fire, but I'm cold
The earth was born in a storm
The waters receded, the mountains were formed 
"The universe loves a drama," you know 
And ladies and gentlemen this is the show
I got a call from my broker 
The broker informed me I'm broke 
I was dealing my last hand of poker 
My cards were useless as smoke
Oh, guardian angel 
Don't taunt me like this, on a clear summer evening as soft as a kiss 
My children are laughing, not a whisper of care
My love is brushing her long chestnut hair
I don't believe a heart can be filled to the brim
Then vanish like mist as though life were a whim
Maybe the heart is part of the mist 
And that's all that there is or could ever exist 
Maybe and maybe and maybe some more 
Maybe's the exit that I'm looking for
I got a call from my broker 
The broker said he was mistaken 
Maybe some virus or brokerage joke 
And he hopes that my faith isn't shaken
Acts of kindness 
Like rain in a draught
Release the spirit with a whoop and a shout 
I don't believe we were born to be sheep in a flock 
To pantomime prayers with the hands of a clock


Once Upon a Time There Was an Ocean
Once upon a time there was an ocean
But now it's a mountain range 
Something unstoppable set into motion 
Nothing is different, but everything's changed
It's a dead end job, and you gets tired of sittin' 
And it's like a nicotine habit you're always thinking about quittin' 
I think about quittin' every day of the week 
When I look out my window it's brown and it's bleak
Outta here 
How am I gonna get outta here? 
I'm thinking outta here 
When am I gonna get outta here? 
And when will I cash in my lottery ticket 
And bury my past with my burdens and strife? 
I want to shake every limb in the garden of Eden 
And make every love the love of my life
I figure that once upon a time I was an ocean 
But now I'm a mountain range 
Something unstoppable set into motion 
Nothing is different, but everything's changed
Found a room in the heart of the city, down by the bridge 
Hot plate and TV and beer in the fridge 
But I'm easy, I'm open, that's my gift 
I can flow with the traffic, I can drift with the drift 
Home again? 
Naw, never going home again
Think about home again? 
I never think about home
But then comes a letter from home
The handwriting's fragile and strange
Something unstoppable set into motion 
Nothing is different, but everything's changed
The light through the stained glass was cobalt and red 
And the frayed cuffs and collars were mended by haloes of golden thread 
The choir sang, "Once Upon A Time There Was An Ocean" 
And all the old hymns and family names came fluttering down as leaves of emotion
As nothing is different, but everything's changed


Father and Daughter
from The Wild Thornberrys Movie soundtrack
If you leap awake 
In the mirror of a bad dream 
And for a fraction of a second 
You can't remember where you are 
Just open your window 
And follow your memory upstream 
To the meadow in the mountain 
Where we counted every falling star
I believe the light that shines on you 
Will shine on you forever (forever) 
And though I can't guarantee 
There's nothing scary hiding under your bed 
I'm gonna stand guard like a postcard of a golden retriever 
And never leave till I leave you with a sweet dream in your bed
Chorus: 
I'm gonna watch you shine 
Gonna watch you grow
Gonna paint a sign
So you'll always know
As long as one and one is two 
There could never be a father who loved his daughter more than I love you
Trust your intuition 
It's just like goin fishin' 
You cast your line and hope you get a bite
But you don't need to waste your time 
Worryin' about the market place 
Try to help the human race 
Strugglin to survive its harshest night.
chorus x2
Everything About It Is a Love Song
Locked in a struggle for the right combination of words in a melody line 
I took a walk along the riverbank of my imagination 
Golden clouds were shuffling the sunshine
But if I ever get back to the twentieth century 
Guess I'll have to pay off some debts 
Open the book of my vanishing memory 
With its catalogue of regrets 
Stand up for the deeds I did 
And those I didn't do 
Sit down, shut up, think abou God 
And wait for the hour of my rescue
We don't mean to mess things up 
But mess them up we do
And then it's "Oh, I'm sorry"
Here's a smiling photograph of love it was new
At a birthday party
Make a wish and close your eyes: surprise, surprise, surprise.
Early December, and brown as a sparrow 
Frost creeping over the pond 
I shoot a thought into the future 
And it flies like an arrow 
Through my lifetime, and beyond
If I ever come back as a tree, or a crow 
Or even the wind-blown dust 
Find me on the ancient road in the song when the wires are hushed 
Hurry on and remember me, as I'll remember you 
Far above the golden clouds, the darkness vibrates
The earth is blue
And everything about it is a love song 
Everything about it 
Everything about it is a love song 
Everything about it 
Everything about it is a love song


Sure Don't Feel Like Love
I registered to vote today
Felt like a fool
Had to do it anyway
Down at the high school
Thing about the second line
You know, felt like a fool?
People say it all the time
Even when it's true
So, who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe? 
Who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe? 
Cause it sure don't feel like love
A tear drop consists of electrolytes and salt 
The chemistry of crying is not concerned with blame or fault 
So, who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe? 
Who's that conscience sticking on the sole of my shoe? 
Cause it sure don't feel like love 
How does it feel? 
Feels like a threat 
A voice in your head that you'd rather forget 
No joke, no joke 
You get sick from that unspoken 
Sure don't feel like love 
No joke, no joke 
Some chicken and a corn muffin well that feels more like love
Yay! Boo! 
Yay! Boo!
Wrong again, wrong again
Maybe I'm wrong again
Wrong again 
Maybe I'm wrong again
Wrong again 
I could be wrong again 
I remember once in August 1993 
I was wrong, and I could be wrong again 
I remember one of my best friends turned enemy 
So, I was wrong, and I could be wrong again 
I remember once in a load-out, down in Birmingham 
Yeah, but that didn't feel like love 
Sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like love 
Sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like, sure don't feel like love 
It sure. Don't feel 
Like love

Beautiful
Snowman sittin' in the sun doesn't have time to waste 
He had a little bit too much fun 
Now his head's erased 
Back in the house, family of three 
Two doin' the laundry and one in the nursery
We brought a brand new baby back from Bangladesh 
Thought we'd name her Emily 
She's beautiful. Beautiful
Yes, sir, head's erased, brain's a bowl of jelly 
Hasn't hurt his sense of taste 
Judging from his belly 
But back in the house, family of four now
Two doin' the laundry and two on he kitchen floor
We brought a brand new baby back from mainland China 
Sailed across the China Sea 
She's beautiful. Beautiful
Go-kart sittin' in the shade 
You don't need a ticket to ride 
It's summertime, summertime 
Slip down a water slide 
Little kid dancin' in the grass 
Legs like rubber band 
It's summertime, summertime 
There's a line at the candy stand 
Keep an eye on them children 
Eye on them children in the pool 
You better keep an eye on them children 
Eye on them children in the pool
We brought a brand new baby back from Kosovo 
That was nearly seven years ago
He cried all night, could not sleep
His eyes were bright, dark and deep
Beautiful

Another Galaxy
On the morning of her wedding day 
When no one was awake 
She drove across the border 
Leaving all the yellow roses on her wedding cake 
Her mother's tears, her breakfast order
She's gone, gone, gone
There is a moment, a chip in time
When leaving home is the lesser crime
When your eyes are blind with tears
But your heart can see 
Another life, another galaxy
That night her dreams are storm-tossed as a willow 
She hears the clouds 
She sees the eye of a hurricane 
As it sweeps across her island pillow
But she's gone, gone, gone
There is a moment, a chip in time 
When leaving home is the lesser crime 
When your eyes are blind with tears 
But your heart can see 
Another life, another galaxy

That's Me
Well I'll just skip the boring parts chapters one, two, three
And get to the place where you can read my face and my biography
Here I am, I'm eleven months old, dangling from my daddy's knee 
There I go, it's my graduation
I'm picking up a bogus degree
That's me
Early me. That's me
Well I never cared much for the money 
And money never cared for me 
I was more like a land-locked sailor 
Searching for the emerald sea 
Just searching for the emerald sea, boys, searching for the sea
Oh my God 
First love opens like a flower 
A black bear running through the forest light holds me in her sight and her power 
But tricky skies, your eyes are true 
The future is beauty and sorrow 
Still, I wish that we could run away and live the life we used to 
If just for tonight and tomorrow
I am walking up the face of the mountain 
Counting every step I climb 
Remembering the names of the constellations 
Forgotten is a long, long time 
That's me 
I'm in the valley of twilight 
Now I'm on the continental shelf 
That's me 
I'm answering a question I am asking of myself
 
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