The Monkees Album

Salesman, where you gonna go?
To sell all your of your goods today
Salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Well salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman, got a little dog whose tail wags when you talk
You always wear a smile, even though you've gotta walk ten miles
Short lifespan, goodtime salesman
Yep, yep salesman got it on the street, whether it's hot or cold
It's salesman, well, you work real hard,
Until every part is sold
Salesman as the years go by,
People changing every day
Hey, salesman 'til the end of time you'll be livin in the same way
You always wear a smile, you love 'em fast and you live wild
Short life span, but ain't life grand?

Copper kettles, different kinds of tin
There goes salesman and he's sailing high again
He's sailing so high, high, sailing so high...

Salesman where you gonna go to sell all of your goods today
Yup, salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Hey, salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman with your secret goods that you push while you talk
You always wear a smile,
Even though you've gotta walk a hundred ten miles
Short life span - but the whole thing's grand
Salesman...

Now, well, I tried the one that you put it in and you have to do it
manually. But I'd like the one that you just plug it in and it does it all
by itself in a real long strand and you cut 'em up. It's easier to do it
that way because, well, I put all the stuff in there and it keeps flippin'
out. And I can't get the thing to stick together anything. Coupled with
the fact that I have to stick two of them together to even get on out of it
and they always end up lookin' like Lucky Strikes.

How old did you say your sister was?
You know,
You better keep an eye on her,
She hangs out, she hangs out.

I know you taught your sister,
The boogaloo,
I heard you taught your sister,
The shingaling too,
Well, she can teach you a thing or two,
She hangs out, she hangs out.

Well, she hangs out, hangs out,
Oh, every night, every night,
You know you best get down here,
On the double,
Before she gets her pretty little,
Self in trouble,
She’s so fine, so fine.

With his fool's gold stacked up all around him
From a killing in the market on the war
The children left King Midas there, as they found him
In his counting house where nothing counts but more

CHORUS:
And he thought he heard the echo of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer

Well, it's travel onto "maybe next year" 's places
As a trade-in for a name upon the door
And he pays for every year he cannot buy back with his tears
As he finds out there's been no one keeping score

CHORUS...

She looked at me
And the emptiness in her eyes was cruel to see
Then she turned away and said,
"Once I loved, but love is dead."
And I whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping."

She said, "I cannot cry
And I cannot give or feel or even try."
And her voice was hard and cold
Then her sweet young face looked old
And I whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping."

Through the endless days and nights
Could not help but wrap herself in sorrow (sorrow)
Through the endless days and nights
She waited for a shiny new tomorrow
Love was sleeping (sleeping) sleeping

She looked at me
And her smiling tears were warm and sweet and free
And the moonlight kissed her eyes
As it mingled with our sighs
And she whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping."
And she whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping."

Only sleeping
Only sleeping
Only sleeping
Only sleeping

La la la la ...

You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain
The day after Santa came
You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night
And gave up without a fight
Your're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy

You're not the kind of girl to tell your mother
The kind of company you keep
I never told you not to love no other
You must of dreamed it in your sleep

You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain
The day after Santa came
You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night
And gave up without a fight
Your're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy

Youre not the kind of girl to tell your mother
The kind of company you keep
I never told you not to love no other
You must of dreamed it in your sleep

You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy
You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain
The day after Santa came
You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night
And gave up without a fight
Your're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy

La la la la ...

Girl, don't you know,
Every time I see you smiling,
Hurts so bad cause when I see you,
I start crying,
I've tried everything to stop,
But there's denying,
Falling in love with you, girl,
Is just like dying.
Oh, don't walk away,
Oh, how can I make you stay,
Don't turn away,
I can still hear you saying those,
Words that never were true,
Spoken to help nobody but you,
Words with lies inside,
But small enough to hide,
âЂ?Til your playing was through.
Girl, don't you know,
We could work it out with talking,
You won't turn around,
Or slow down your walking,
I've given you everything,
With a kiss to seal it,
You had to get your kicks,
Out of trying to steal it.
Now I'm standing here,
Strange, strange voices in my ears,
I feel the tears,
But all I can hear are those,
Words that never were true,
Spoken to help nobody but you,
Words with lies inside,
But small enough to hide,
âЂ?Til your playing was through.

It's hard to believe that you could ever doubt me
I try not to hear the things you say about me
And if you feel like I feel, please, I'd like to explain
My love for you is more than just a game

I hope and I pray we'll get together someday
Then you'd see right away how hurt I am when I say
That if you feel what I feel, you won't go away
A broken heart can't be the only way

And if you feel what I feel, you won't go away
A broken heart, a broken heart can't be the only way

Now you must believe that when I saw you today
Oh, I just couldn't say, you held his hand the same way
If you don't feel what I feel, I'll go on my way
But as I turn my heart still wants to say

I love you
I need you
I do love you

Just a loud mouth Yankee I went down to Mexico
I didn't have much time to spend, about a week or so
There I lightly took advantage of a girl who loved me so
But I found myself a-thinkin' when the time had come to go

What am I doin' hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone
What am I doin' hangin' 'round?

She took me to the garden just for a little walk
I didn't know much Spanish and there was no time for talk
Then she told me that she loved me not with words but with a kiss
And like a fool I kept on thinkin' of a train I could not miss

What am I doin' hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone
What am I doin' hangin' 'round?

Well, it's been a year or so, and I wanna go back again
And if I get the money, well I'll ride the same old train
But I guess your chances come but once and boy, I sure missed mine
And still I can't stop thinkin' when I hear some whistle cryin'

What am I doin' hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone
What am I doin' hangin' 'round?

What am I doin' hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone
What am I doin' hangin' 'round?

What am I doin' hangin' 'round?
I should be on that train and gone
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone...

Peter Percival Patterson had a pet pig named Porky
This Pet Pig named Porky loved pie
He loved pizza pie, pumpkin pie, pineapple pie, pizza pie, mints tarts
And Peter Percival Patterson's pet pig Porky loved
Pie for breakfast, pie for lunch, pie in the afternoon and pie before he went to bed.
Peter Percival Patterson's pet pig Porky ate soo much pie,
Do you know what he did?
He popped.

The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song
Seranade the weekend squire, who just came out to mow his lawn

Another pleasant valley sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Rows of houses that are all the same
And no one seems to care

See mrs. gray shes proud today because her roses are in bloom
Mr. green hes so serene, hes got a t.v. in every room

Another pleasant valley sunday
Here in status symbol land
Mothers complain about how hard life is
And the kids just dont understand

Creature comfort goals
They only numb my soul and make it hard for me to see
My thoughts all seem to stray, to places far away
I need a change of scenery

Ta ta ta...

Another pleasant valley sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Another pleasant valley sunday
Here in status symbol land

Darkened rolling figures move thru' prisms of no color.
Hand in hand, they walk the night,
But never know each other.
Passioned pastel neon lights light up the jeweled trav'ler
Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams,
Find questions, but no answers.

Startled eyes that sometimes see phantasmagoric splendor
Pirouette down palsied paths
With pennies for the vendor.
Salvation's yours for just the time it takes to pay the dancer.
And once again such anxious men
Find questions, but no answers.

The night has gone and taken it's infractions,
While saddened eyes hope there will be a next one.

Sahara signs look down upon a world that glitters glibly.
And mountain sides put arms around
The unsuspecting city.
Second hands that minds have slowed are moving even faster
Toward bringing down someone who's found

Don't call on me
When you're feeling footloose and fancy free
You've done that before
And like a fool I came back for more

It's all over now
I've finally seen my way
I need you no more
Not now or any other day

Okay little girl
Live for yourself in your own little world
I know that you'll find
Someone who'll play and love you, be just your kind

Be just your kind
Be just your kind
Be just your kind

Think I’ll let her keep on going,
Wherever it is she’s going to,
Give her my autograph and tell her,
It’s been nice knowing you.

Cause she’s the star collector,
Collector of stars,
She only aims to please,
Young celebrities,
Yeah, she’s the star collector,
Collector of stars,
How can I love her,
When I just don’t respect her?

When everything is going my way,
She wants to be close at hand,
She moves to some other doorway,
When things don’t go,
The way she planned.

Yes, she’s the star collector,
Collector of stars,
She only aims to please,
Young celebrities,
Yeah, she’s the star collector,
Collector of stars,
Oh, it won’t take much time,
Before I get her off my mind.

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Sock it to me...
Floatin' in the river,
With a saturated liver,
And I wish I could forgiver her,
But I do believe she meant it,
When she told me to forget it
And I bet she will regret it,
When they find me in the morning,
Wet and drowned,
And the world gets round,
I'm goin' down, I'm goin' down.
I'm coming up for air;
It's pretty stuffy under there,
I'd like to say I didn't care,
But I forgot to leave a note,
And it's so hard to stay afloat,
I'm soakin' wet without a boat,
And I knew I should have,
Taken off my shoes,
It's front page news,
Goin' down, goin' down.
I wish I had another drink;
It wouldn't be so hard to sink,
I should have taken time to think;
Besides I got the picture straight,
She must've had another date;
I didn't need this extra weight,
I wish that I could see the way to shore,
I don't want no more,
Goin' down, I'm goin' down.
Now I see the life I lead,
I slept it all away in bed,
I should've learned to swim instead,
And now it's really got me stumped,
I can't believe, oh, why I jumped,
I'd like to get my tummy pumped,
I can't believe they drink this stuff in town,
This dirty brown,
I'm goin' down, goin' down.
I wish I'd looked before I leaped,
I didn't know it was so deep,
Been down so far I don't get wet,
I haven't touched the bottom yet,
This river scene is gettin' old;
I'm hungry, sleepy, wet, and cold,
She told me to forget it nice;
I should have taken her advice,
I only wanna go on home;
I'll gladly leave that girl alone,
What a way to spend the night,
If I don't drown I'll die of fright,
My pappy taught me how to float,
But I can't swim a single note,
He threw me in to teach me how,
And I stayed there,
Floating like a mama cow,
And now I've floated way down stream, I know this has to be a dream,
If I could find my way to shore,
I'd never ever do this anymore,
I'll give you three;
I've been down nine,
I'm goin' down just one more time,
I'm goin' down, goin' down.
Now the sky is gettin' lightm
And everything will be alright,
Think I finally got the knack,
Just floatin' here lazy on my back,
I never really liked that town;
I think I'll ride the river down,
Just movin' slow and floatin' free,
There's a river swingin' under me,
Waving back to the folks on shore,
I should have thought of this before,
I'm floatin' on down to New Orleans,
Goin' to pick up,
On some swinging scenes,
I know I'll know a better day;
I'll go down groovin' all the way,
Goin down, goin' down...

Salesman, where you gonna go?
To sell all your of your goods today
Salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Well salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman, got a little dog whose tail wags when you talk
You always wear a smile, even though you've gotta walk ten miles
Short lifespan, goodtime salesman
Yep, yep salesman got it on the street, whether it's hot or cold
It's salesman, well, you work real hard,
Until every part is sold
Salesman as the years go by,
People changing every day
Hey, salesman 'til the end of time you'll be livin in the same way
You always wear a smile, you love 'em fast and you live wild
Short life span, but ain't life grand?

Copper kettles, different kinds of tin
There goes salesman and he's sailing high again
He's sailing so high, high, sailing so high...

Salesman where you gonna go to sell all of your goods today
Yup, salesman, gonna walk along the street, see friends along the way
Hey, salesman, with your wooden cart that you push along while you walk
Hey, salesman with your secret goods that you push while you talk
You always wear a smile,
Even though you've gotta walk a hundred ten miles
Short life span - but the whole thing's grand
Salesman...

Now, well, I tried the one that you put it in and you have to do it
manually. But I'd like the one that you just plug it in and it does it all
by itself in a real long strand and you cut 'em up. It's easier to do it
that way because, well, I put all the stuff in there and it keeps flippin'
out. And I can't get the thing to stick together anything. Coupled with
the fact that I have to stick two of them together to even get on out of it
and they always end up lookin' like Lucky Strikes.

With his fool's gold stacked up all around him
From a killing in the market on the war
The children left King Midas there, as they found him
In his counting house where nothing counts but more

CHORUS:
And he thought he heard the echo of a penny whistle band
And the laughter from a distant caravan
And the brightly painted line of circus wagons in the sand
Fading through the door into summer

Well, it's travel onto "maybe next year" 's places
As a trade-in for a name upon the door
And he pays for every year he cannot buy back with his tears
As he finds out there's been no one keeping score

CHORUS...

She looked at me
And the emptiness in her eyes was cruel to see
Then she turned away and said,
"Once I loved, but love is dead."
And I whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping."

She said, "I cannot cry
And I cannot give or feel or even try."
And her voice was hard and cold
Then her sweet young face looked old
And I whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping."

Through the endless days and nights
Could not help but wrap herself in sorrow (sorrow)
Through the endless days and nights
She waited for a shiny new tomorrow
Love was sleeping (sleeping) sleeping

She looked at me
And her smiling tears were warm and sweet and free
And the moonlight kissed her eyes
As it mingled with our sighs
And she whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping."
And she whispered, "Sometimes love is only sleeping."

Only sleeping
Only sleeping
Only sleeping
Only sleeping

Darkened rolling figures move thru' prisms of no color.
Hand in hand, they walk the night,
But never know each other.
Passioned pastel neon lights light up the jeweled trav'ler
Who, lost in scenes of smoke filled dreams,
Find questions, but no answers.

Startled eyes that sometimes see phantasmagoric splendor
Pirouette down palsied paths
With pennies for the vendor.
Salvation's yours for just the time it takes to pay the dancer.
And once again such anxious men
Find questions, but no answers.

The night has gone and taken it's infractions,
While saddened eyes hope there will be a next one.

Sahara signs look down upon a world that glitters glibly.
And mountain sides put arms around
The unsuspecting city.
Second hands that minds have slowed are moving even faster
Toward bringing down someone who's found

Think I’ll let her keep on going,
Wherever it is she’s going to,
Give her my autograph and tell her,
It’s been nice knowing you.

Cause she’s the star collector,
Collector of stars,
She only aims to please,
Young celebrities,
Yeah, she’s the star collector,
Collector of stars,
How can I love her,
When I just don’t respect her?

When everything is going my way,
She wants to be close at hand,
She moves to some other doorway,
When things don’t go,
The way she planned.

Yes, she’s the star collector,
Collector of stars,
She only aims to please,
Young celebrities,
Yeah, she’s the star collector,
Collector of stars,
Oh, it won’t take much time,
Before I get her off my mind.