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Eagles Fly
by Jeff Buckley
Tuesday morning 9 a.m., I saw fire in the sky I felt my heart pound in my chest I heard an eagle cry I'm alive and I grieve Feel the wind, smell the smoke in the air I watch an eagle rise above the scene Project myself into what he sees Hey- Take me away,Come on and fly me away Take me up so high, Where eagles fly Tuesday morning, nine fifteen, a call from the sky voice of the man I love calling to say goodbye lets roll Take me away Come on fly me away Lift me up so high, Where eagles fly Oh yeah- I'm alive, and I'm free Wash the dust from my face I catch a glimpse of a fallen dream I turn, I look but there's no trace Take me away, Come on, fly me away I wanna fly away, Pick me up so high Where eagles fly Oh yeah- Eagles fly, oh, take me away Eagles fly, oh, take me away Come on, let's fly away where eagles fly Come on, fly away where eagles fly
Time Again for Tulsa Gridiron
(March In)
by Troy Gordon.
Tune:
Yankee Doodle Dandy
It's time again for Tulsa Gridiron
It's time to tell you what is what
The headline makers from throughout the year
Are gonna be put on the spot We've had of fill our big-shot bosses
We're sick of politicians, too We've worked all year to earn our pay Tonight we're gonna play --
Listen to what we're gonna do
It's time to tell about Frank Keating
Anthrax and Harry Potter, too.
Democrats and GOP Are in our Gridiron story
And that isn't all we're gonna do.
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Creaky Alley - The Story of Tulsa's City Mamas and Papas
by Randy Krehbiel.
Tune:
Creeque Alley
Sam and Suzy were getting' kind of woozy
Just from messin' with each others' minds.
Todd and Brady workin' for third penny,
Thinkin' downtown should not get a dime.
Quiet as a mouse Art Justus sat And after every rumble he'd say "What crap!"
Miller says it's dire, voice a-gettin' higher
The West Side, you know where that's at.
And Tyson's chicken fat's comin' out our taps.
Suzy says, "Sammy, you know there aren't many
Who can be a pain the way that you do (you know where).
Sammy says, "Suzy, you doozy, don't you think I wish
I could play the press like you do?"
Night after night the council sat (as the World growled)
And after Suzy's numbers said, "Let's pass the hat." Miller says it's dire, voice a-gettin' higher
The West Side, you know where that's at.
And Tyson's chicken fat's comin' out our taps.
Let's don't forget Roscoe, planned to retire at home
But he changed his mind one day. Standing on life's turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike
Take me to City Hall right away.
When Clay Bird hit the council he took some lumps.
Called Sam and Todd a couple of Mugwumps.
Miller says it's dire, voice a-
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gettin' higher
The West Side, you know where that's at.
And Tyson's chicken fat's comin' out our taps.
Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps
Don't you work as hard as you play.
Make up, break up, everything is shake up.
Guess it had to be that way.
Joe Williams gave the cops an earful.
Mayor, Sam and Gary bein' not too cheerful
Budget's lookin' dire, just
a-catchin' fire
With red ink, you know where that's at.
And Tyson's chicken fat's comin' out our taps.
Broke, busted, disgusted, accountants can't be trusted.
And Suzy wants Vernon
AME.
Sam can't take it, says she's tryin' to fake it.
How we gonna make our ends meet?
Charge it on American Express cards.
We'll fix it, but doing all the math's hard.
All these irritations and council machinations
Just go on interminably.
And counselor demeanor unbecomin' is reality.
Don't Fence Us In
by Randy
Krehbiel.
Tune: Don't Fence Me In
Oh, we got land, lots of land, under which we can reside. Don't fence us in. Let us mug for the cameras and eat pizza pie. Don't fence us in. Let us breed and expand geometrically, Listen to the murmur of conservation dweebs Send us off, no never 'cause we ask you please, Don't fence us in.
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