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Neil Diamond
Neil Diamond


Background information
Birth name Neil Leslie Diamond
Born January 24, 1941
Origin New York City, United States
Genre(s) Folk
Country
Years active 1958—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
MCA Records
Bang Records
Uni Records
Website Website



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Neil Diamond Album


Velvet Gloves And Spit (1968)
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I'm walkin'
But I'm going nowhere at all
I'm 'bout to head any place in the world
But the place that I am

I'm talkin'
Hey, heh, heh
But baby, you don't understand
Na na na na na na na na na

Bad times, I can't take 'em
Good times, got to make 'em
Got to find 'em, got to taste 'em
Hey, and I do, I say I do
Mama I do

Two bit manchild I was
Born for nothin' mostly
Good time with sometime women
Nothin' ain't ever hold me
You can't change me none
LyricsNa na na na na

You want me
And I can't deny , I 'm a man
But I go no eyes for a tight pair of shoes
When my bare feet'll do

You need me
Hey, heh, heh
The wind is where I got my roots
Na na na na na na na na na

Bad times, I can't take 'em
Good times, got to make 'em
Got to find 'em, got to taste 'em
Hey and I do, I say I do
Mama I do......

Two bit manchild I was
Born for nothin' mostly
Good times with sometime women
Nothin' ain't ever hold me
You can't change me none
Na na na na na

I do, I say I do
Mama, Mama I do......
Two bit manchild I was
Born for nothin' mostly baby
Good time women
Good time lovin'
Hear what I 'm saying, baby
Two bit manchild
Good for nothin'


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And the night was filled with laughter
Echoing through painted smiles
And I knew each morning after
I never loved , was never touched
Gave not at all, got back as much
In the comfort of
A modern day version of love

Julie, how I've curse the sweet taste
Of lips that ask so much of me
Still I wonder with every embrace
Could I give and not break
Should I care and forsake
All the comfort of
A modern day version of love

Close my eyes and keep on runnin'
Realize it isn't gonna work anymore
For me, yeah
I'm afraid for maybe that somethin'
Never cared enough to be afraid
LyricsOf anything
Before, not before

Barefoot child on streets of cinder
Sleeping child the morning calls
Pray for spring but face the winter
Take the hand, taste the kiss
Leave behind the emptiness
And the comfort of
A modern day version of love


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Warm night time smells in the air
Sit on an old rockin' chair
Thinkin' back where I've been
Goin' back, once again
I can find honey-drippin' times
Honey-drippin' times

Kid's playin' games in the yard
Kids never know when times are hard
But they're kids and I'm not
I just see all I've got on my mind
Honey-drippin' times
Honey-drippin' times
(whistles)
Thinkin' back where I've been
Goin' back once again
I can find honey-drippin times
Honey drippin' times
(whistles)


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La la la
Pot, pot gimme some pot
Forget what you are,
You can be what you're not
High, high I wanna get high
You never give it up
If you give it a try...
La la la la
(teenage vocals)
La la la
Pot, pot gimme some pot
Forget what you are,
You can be what you're not
Do, do take a family cruise
You with your grass,
Mom and Dad with their booze
Ooo ooo
La la la la
(teenage vocals)
La la la
Pot, pot gimme some pot
LyricsForget what you are
You can be what you're not
Tough, tough the world is so tough
And when it gets harder,
You can try stuff ,uh uh
(teenage vocals)
La la la
Pot, pot gimme some pot
Forget what you are,
You can be what you're not
Hip, hip you wanna be hip
You're no one at all
If you don't take a trip

Pot pot gimme some pot
Forget what you are,
You can be what you're not
Hip, hip you wanna be hip
You're no one at all
If you don't take a trip


. . .


If I close my eyes
I can almost hear my mother
Callin Neil go find your brother
Daddy's home and it's time for supper hurry on

And I see two boys
Racin up two flights of staircase
Squirming into papa's embrace
And his whiskers warm on their face
Where's it gone
Oh where's it gone

Two floors above the butcher
First door on the right
Life filled to the brim
As I stood by my window and looked out on those
Brooklyn Roads

I can still recall
Smells of cookin in the hallway
Rubbers drying in the doorways
And report cards I was always
Afraid to show

Mama'd come to school
And as I'd sit there softly crying
Teacher'd say he's just not trying
Got a good head if he'd apply it
But you know your self
It's always somewhere else

I built me a castle
With dragons and kings
I'd ride off with them
As I stood by my window
And looked out on those
Brooklyn Roads

Thought of going back
But all I'd see are stranger's faces
And all the scars that love erases
But as my mind walks through those places
I'm wonderin'
What's come of them

Does some other young boy
Come home to my room
Does he dreamed what I did
As he stands by my window
And looks out on those
Brooklyn Roads

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Young child with dreams
Dream every dream on your own
When children play
Seems like you end up alone

Papa says he'd love to be with you
If he had the time
So you turn to the only friend you can find
There in your mind

Shilo when I was young
I used to call your name
When no one else would come
Shilo you always came
And we'd play

Young girl with fire
Something said she understood
I wanted to fly
She made me feel like I could
Held my hand and I let her take me
Blind as a child
All I saw was the way that she made me smile
She made me smile

Shilo when I was young
I used to call your name
When no one else would come
Shilo you always came
And you'd stay

Had a dream and it filled me with wonder
She had other plans
Got to go and I know that you'll understand
I understand

Shilo when I was young
I used to call your name
When no one else would come
Shilo you always came
Come today

Shilo....Shilo....

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Hey, Sunday Sun
Let's go walkin'
And we'll talk about some things
Kick my shoes off,
And we'll dream about some dreams
Got to get away when the world
Gets on me

Kids in the park
Don't take long before
I'm laughing along with them
Almost makes me think
Those times can come again
Gets me feelin' good and yet sad
At the same time

Sunday Sun, when you're round
Get to feelin' like I wanna smile
Weekday strings, tie me down
But this one day, baby, I can fly
I can fly
Lyrics
Time on my mind,
Make the most of it,
Just me and a Sunday Sun
Liable to forget that Monday ever comes
Gonna sit around
Watchin' bees chasin' honey

Sunday Sun, when you're 'round
Get to feelin' like I wanna smile
Weekday strings, tie me down
But this one day, baby, I can fly
I said I can fly

Hey Sunday Sun
Let's go walkin'
And we'll talk about some things
I kick my shoes off
And we'll dream about some dreams
Come on Sunday Sun,
We got some plans to make
We go walking.....


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Half a day from nowhere,
Hurrying to get there
Ninety miles an hour
In two Plymouth wagons
The Avis lady gave us a smile

Tom's getting uptight
Max'll will make it all right
Ken's asleep in back
Artie's reading a map
That's takin' us where we're heading to
We should be there soon

There's a sign up ahead
Wash my face and get fed
And that voice in my head
Keeps sayin' I'm lonely
But I'm only payin' my dues
Holiday Inn Blues

Had a reservation, best accommodations
LyricsWe get the word, they never heard
We were comin' by at all
See what they can do for me,
Only got one room free
Little bit confined,
but if you guys don't mind
We'll put you up in our bridal suite
The view can't be beat

And a fine view they got
Of a new parking lot
And I can't repeat what's in my mind
As I lay back resigned
And I kick off my shoes
Holiday Inn Blues

Time to put a show on
Gettin' time to go on
People call for more,
We do two encores
Take our bows and we're feelin' fine
We got to unwind

Want some coffee, but then
This town closes at ten
Looks like I'm gonna spend
One more night by the light
Of the late show
And Charlie Chans's crew
Holiday Inn Blues

Holiday Inn Blues
I feel so down
Holiday Inn Blues
What am I gonna do?


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Runnin', hidin'
Runnin', hidin' myself
From a bad and sad kinda hurt
It ain't gonna work, oh no

Alibi'n
I've been tryin' to make believe
I could leave love alone
Heart made of stone

Take love, why not
Give all the love that I got
But I never could before
You opened up, my door

Practically newborn,
Least that's the way I feel
Practically newborn,
I got me somethin' real
Anything you want,
Baby, you know I'll do
LyricsYeah
Practically newborn,
Practically born for you

Me, I found me
Me, I found me a road
Take me out of my doubt and my fears
I said goodbye to tears
Stay around me, baby
Stay around me when I can't forget
What I let get me down
Look what I've found

Take love, why not
Give all the love that I got
I never could
before you opened up my door

Practically newborn,
Least that's the way I feel
Practically newborn,
I got me somethin' real
Anything you want,
Baby, you know I'll do
Yeah
Practically newborn,
Practically born for you.

Practically newborn,
least that's the way I feel
Practically newborn,
I got me somethin' real
Anything you want,
baby, you know I'll do
Yeah
Practically newborn,
practically born for you


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Knackelflerg, that little word
It says what you meant to me
You've been awf'lly fine

Knackelflerg, I've never heard
A word that says more, for sure
And you're only mine

The silly way you hold my klarg
When I'm alone with only you
The way you touch this foolish heart
They way you do the things you try

Knackelflerg, that tiny word
It says what you mean to me
You've been awf'lly fine

Knackelflerg, I've never heard
A word that says more, for sure
And you're only mine

LyricsI've heard a thousand times before
That love is always playing games
But when I see that boop of yours
You set my eyebrows up in flames
(La la la la la)

Knackelflerg, that tiny word
It says what you mean to me
You've been awf'lly fine

Knackelflerg, I've never heard
A word that says more, for sure
And you're only mine
One more, fella's
Knackelflerg


. . .



The rich and the poor
The rich got a maid
And she takes all the kids to the zoo
It's true
The poor got no maid
So they pack up their kids and go, too

And I ask myself
What it's all about
If the things that I want,
Are the things that really count
Merry-go-round
Merry-go-round
Yeah, Merry-go-round

The good and the bad
Seems like there ain't much difference
Between the two
It's true
The bad cheat someone and get caught
While the good never do
Lyrics
And I'm wonderin'
And I start to doubt
I've been runnin' so long
Ain't it time to turn around
Merry-go -round
Merry-go-round
Yeah, Merry-go-round

And I ask myself
What it's all about
If the thinks that I want
Are the things that really count
Merry-go-round
Merry-go-round
Yeah, Merry-go-round

Merry-go-round
Merry-go-round
Merry-go-round


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