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Dreamer - Supertramp's Roger Hodgson, Writer and Composer Happy 75th Birthday, Roger .  Created with X/Grok3 Lyrics Dreamer, you're nothing but a dreamer Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no I said, "Dreamer, you say you are a dreamer" Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no I said, "Far out, what a day, a year, a life it is!" You know, well you know, you had it comin' to you Now, there's not a lot I can do Dreamer, you stupid little dreamer So now you put your head in your hands, oh no I said, "Far out, what a day, a year, a life it is!" You know, well you know, you had it comin' to you Now, there's not a lot I can do Work it out someday Ooh Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma (If I could see something) You can see anything you want, boy (Well, I could be someone) You can be anyone, celebrate, boy (If I can do something) You can do something (If I could do anything) But can you do something out of this world? Na,na,n...

Wolfgang Ambros & Freunde - Für Immer Jung 1996 Lyrics Deutsche Version von Bob Dylan - Forever Young 1974 W. Ambros / A. Heller Di soll's gebn solangs die Welt gibt  und die Welt solls immer gebn  ohne Angst und ohne Dummheit  ohne Hochmut sollst du leb'n.  Zu die Wunder und zur Seligkeit  is dann nur a Katzensprung  und wann du wülst  bleibst immer jung.  Für immer jung  Für immer jung  wann Du wülst  bleibst immer jung.  Du sollst wochsn bis in Himmel  wo Du bist soll Himmel sein  Du sollst Wahrheit redn und Wahrheit tun  Du sollst verzeihn.  Wannst Vertraun hast in die sölba  dann brauchst ka Versicherung  und du bleibst für immer jung.  Für immer jung  Für immer jung  wann Du wülst  bleibst immer jung.  Du sollst nie aufhörn zum Lernen  arbeit mit der Phantasie  wanns'd dei Glück gerecht behandelst  dann valassts di nie  du sollst vor Liebe bren...

Bob Dylan - Like A Rolling Stone (Live at Newport 1965) Lyrics Once upon a time you dressed so fine Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People call say 'beware doll, you're bound to fall' You thought they were all kidding you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hanging out Now you don't talk so loud Now you don't seem so proud About having to be scrounging your next meal How does it feel, how does it feel? To be without a home Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone Ahh you've gone to the finest schools, alright Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street And now you're gonna have to get used to it You say you never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He's not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say do you want to make a deal? How does it feel, how does it feel? To be on your own, with no direction home A...

"Skin Deep" featuring Buddy Guy | Playing For Change Lyrics I've been around a while I know wrong from right And since a long time ago Things been always black and white Just like you can't judge a book by the cover We all gotta be careful How we treat one another Skin Deep Skin Deep Underneath we're all the same Skin Deep Skin Deep Underneath we're all the same We're all of the same A man in Louisiana He never called me by my name He said "boy do this and boy do that" But I never once complained I knew he had a good heart But he just didn't understand That I needed to be treated Just like any other man Skin Deep Skin Deep Underneath we're all the same Skin Deep Skin Deep Underneath we're all the same We're all of the same I sat my little child down when he was old enough to know I said I fell in this big wide world You're gonna be all kinda froze I said son it all comes down to just one simple rule That you treat everybody ju...