Chicago III - Lyrics

Sing A Mean Tune Kid

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

Lonliness is Just a Word

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

What Else Can I Say

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, Becaus I know that she'll, Never let me down, And I know that she's gonna
Love me too

I Don't Want Your Money

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.

-Travel Suite-

Flight 602

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

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 

At The Sunrise

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

Mother

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

Lowdown

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

A Hard Risin' Morning Without Breakfast

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,

Off to work

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

Fallin' Out

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,

Dreamin' Home

Dream, dream, dream, 
Dreams in the night, 
Take me back to you, 
The day comes,
With it's friend, 
The Morning blues again,

Morning Blues Again

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.