Cyndi Lauper Album

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Felt someone calling me into the howling of the wind.
I heard the reflection of a sound echoing through my skin ...
And a distant drum rumbling under ground gently guides me on ...
Through my wild heart ...
Whispering to me the Sisters Of Avalon...
Sisters Of Avalon... Sisters Of Avalon...

She is awakening in dark swells and mystery.
Unbridled night mares powerful and running free.
You could still hear her cries reverberating through the trees...
For the trampled flowers, the daughters of Eve, the Sisters of Avalon...
Sisters Of Avalon... Sisters Of Avalon...

They brought her in in a new white dress...
But the stain left an ache on her mother's breast...
Now all that's left are the ghostly steps from a distant corridor...

And a distant drum rumbling under ground gently guides me on ...
Through my wild heart ...
Whispering to me the Sisters Of Avalon...
Sisters Of Avalon...
Come on sisters... Come on sister...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Every day the clock kicks off the beat.
Little Joe struggles just to get up on his feet.
Waits in his platforms for the right train to come.
Sipping his coffee another day has begun ...

Little Joe got work for minimum wage.
Tries to get through another dead beat day.
At five o'clock he comes home to change,
Takes him many hours just to rearrange...

And he works his body just to be somebody.
There's a woman in the mirror looking like a dream.
And he works his body...
And he feels somebody...
And the working boy becomes a dancing queen.

Every night the DJ kicks off the beat.
Little Cleo's jumping just to get up on her feet.
Waits in her platforms for the right song to come.
Sipping her cocktail another night has begun.

And he works his body just to be somebody.
There's a woman in the mirror looking like a dream.
And he works his body...
And he feels somebody...
And the working boy becomes a dancing queen.

Every morning the clock kicks off the beat.
Little Joe struggles just to get up on his feet.
Waits in his platforms for the right train to come...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Little baby, on my shoulder
I could fall into your dreams ...
Wrap myself up, all around you
Till you don't know what it means.

Dont lie shrugging your shoulders now like I shouldn't stare.
Don't sigh so deep.
Are you the kind of man that I hoped you would or wouldn't be ?

Maybe baby's gone to sleep ...
Maybe baby's gone to sleep.

Pull myself a little closer,
I could feel your body breath
Hear the pulsing of my heartbeat
Rhyming rhythms endlessly.

If I could catch three wishes from a falling star,
One I would keep ...
And two I would put on your pillow with a lullaby ...
Maybe baby's gone to sleep
Maybe baby's gone ...

Hold on to a thought at the end of the day ...
Someday we'll be watching the clouds as they're drifting away.
And you might think about leaving but I'll always stay.

Little baby on my shoulder,
I could fall into your dreams
Wrap yourself up all around me
Till you don't know what it means ...
I could fall into your dreams ...
I could fall into your dreams ...
Maybe baby's gone to sleep ...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

You don't know where you belong
You should be more careful
As you follow blindly along ...
You just need to belong somehow.

Relying on rhetoric ...
Not well versed on topics ...
Any idea what you're talking about ?
Revisions of history
Fair well in some company
But don't shove that bullshit down my throat

You don't know where you belong ...
You should be more careful
As you follow blindly along ...
To find something to swear to ...
Till you don't know what's right from wrong
You just need to belong somehow.

Left suppresses right
Right suppresses left
So what's the left, and what's right ?
You're told what to wear,
You're told what to like
I'd be nice if you'd think for yourself sometime,
But you don't.

Now you don't know where you belong ...
You should be more careful
As you follow blindly along ...

Mix sheer hypocrisy with mediocrity
You'll play it safe every time -
So life turns up empty
And you're so dissatisfied
Who are you blaming this time ?
Don't you know ?

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Fashion fascists out in droves,
Some with powder up their nose ...
And the money men who had to steal away.
Telling stories who they've had.
Who's a no count, who looks bad.
Then they turn around and say how much they like you ...
Like you ... Like you ? No.

I love to hate you... I love to hate you ... I really do.

Playing games with people lives
Change the rules when stakes are high.
All the vampires come out at night to play ...
Things are different today, that is always what you say.
Well maybe so, except for people like you ...
Like you ... Like you ? No.

I love to hate you ...

Look around you can't look down.
You might miss out on what you think is cool ... You fool.

You've decided who I am, in this brief experience
And if it's worth spending your precious time on me.
My friend Mel he could relate,
Told me once I love to hate
I get so hot the words get stuck
Stuck like you ...
Like you ... Like you ? No.

I love to hate you ...
It's not just the clothes that you wear
Or the way you do your hair
It's just you.

(Cyndi Lauper, Catherine Russell)

Heaven,
You say it could be heaven ...
But I don't really know ...
Lovers come and go ...
When hot gets a little cold.

Infatuation is just the great anticipation
Of starring in that picture show
Let's wait until the credits roll ...
When hot gets a little cold.

I could get carried away but not anymore ...
What was it I heard you say you love me 'cause I'm strong
I hope that you're not wrong.

Heaven, you say it could be heaven,
Well I don't really know ...
I'll try not to let it show
When hot gets a little cold ...
When hot gets a little cold ...
When hot gets a little cold ...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Just when everything's in order and good, things fall apart
Just when life should be resolving I'm back at the beginning,
And it comes back to the heart ...
I'm not really sad ... I'm not running, I'm looking ...
Did I tell you I've saved all your letters and cards ...
There's just nothing left for me to do here but unhook the stars ...

Do you remember when I told you all that I could and it seemed like too much ...
Well I was living your life hoping you'd never fall ...
If I held on tight enough ...
And letting go now is like a passport to anywhere ...
With time on my hands I can make a new start ...
I just didn't want to stay here and unhook the stars
I just didn't want to stay here and unhook the stars

Don't worry for me it's just I'm inspired
Waiting in the wings made me drunk with possibility
It rivals my memories ...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Feel like I'm crawling on my belly
Longing and glad ...
Excited at prospects,
Humbled and mad
Needy as a baby ...
I just need a helpin' hand ...
Hold me like a cradle
With a touch you might understand ...
I'm searchin' ...
I'm searchin' ...

There I go jumping out of my skin.
Wound a little right.
Have to throw these covers down
To get some sleep tonight.
Tuck my heart in your pocket.
My dreams are insecure.
I could drink you to the marrow
And still cry out for more
'Cause I'm searching ...
I'm searching ...
And sometimes I feel like I'm just flying blind ...
And I can't help myself ...
And I can't stop myself ...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Say a prayer for all the souls in bloom cut down
Far too soon under the scarlet moon ...
Under the scarlet moon ...
Say a prayer ...

So, what are you weaving there marionette
Keepin' your balance by a single thread ...
Keepin' your heart strings tight and pure
All you can muster and nothing more and nothing more
Until you're sore and still you're sore when do you soar ...
Sometimes justice is the line you walk or sign,
But justice is complex and a matter of time
Sometimes it's hanging in the balance or
Dancing in the shadow like a silhouette
So what are you weaving there marionnette ...
So what are you weaving there marionnette ...
Say a prayer for all the souls in bloom cut down
Far too soon under the scarlet moon
Say a prayer, go on say a prayer ...

Some people get a sadness so long
They just go on thinking it's a natural thing
Some people throw their hands in the sky
And they wonder why god don't reply
Well it's strange, strange time all our friends
Dropping like flies everything that's come to pass
All the time we thought would last.
Well I'll just button my coat and cover my neck
I got barely enough time to catch my breath ...
All these pictures I can't forget ...
It can fill your cup with regret ...
It can fill your cup with regret
Say a prayer, for all the souls in bloom ...
Say a prayer... Say a prayer ...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Over land and over sea
She reaches out to me
Weaving and threading the loom
From womb to womb

Slaves and merchants
Pilgrims and thieves
Felt her hand and charted skies
By following her moon

Mother ... Mother ... Mother ...

Some came and built with stone and bone
Some planted fields on promised land
And harvested their dreams,
Then disappeared
As generations lose their memory
I'll try and remind my heart ...
And hope that it will set me free

Mother ... Mother ... Mother ...

Condemning my true nature
I stood outside of myself ... outside of myself
Conditioning is what made me
Lose sight of myself ... lose sight of myself ...
Lose sight

Ravens cry out,
Tides pull in,
Somehow she replenishes ...
Giving birth again

Mother ... Mother ... Mother ...

(Cyndi Lauper)

Sometimes I'm afraid when you go
Sometimes I'm afraid when you come home
Underneath it all ...
I think I'm afraid when there's nothing wrong.

But if I was fearless ...
Could I be your reckless friend
And if I was helpless ...
Could you be the one comes rushing in.

There's something that I never told
When I find myself slipping off of my pedestal
I'm a fierce believer afraid to fall.

But if I was fearless ...
Could I be your reckless friend
And if I was helpless ...
Could you be the one comes rushing in.

Sometimes I'm afraid of the dark
I can't find the light in my heart
I can see my hand pushing away
Hard as I can

But if I was fearless ...
Could I be your wreckless friend
And if I was helpless ...
Could be the one comes rushing in.

Sometimes I'm afraid when you go ...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

I met a woman at the laundry mat
She left her sock in my dryer
I met a woman in a yellow cap
It said brimstone and fire
I said is this luck ? With just a glance
She smiled, and I thought, is this a sign ?
From above or below ? ... Oh no ... Brimstone ...
Brimstone and fire ...

The next week at the cinema
She pur her hand on my shoulder
She almost kissed me walking home
And I didn't even scold her
Then I said where is this leading with just a heavy sigh
I quickened my pace and she was following
as if her heart would never tire
Brimstone and fire, brimstone and fire ...

Now we have dinner every Saturday
I make spaghetti, she brings cake
I make spaghetti with tomato sauce,
Because that's all I can make
And when she lights the candles
I think, here we go ...
But it's so pleasant after all
And I say very low
Don't forget to light the fire

Brimstone and fire ...
Brimstone and fire ...
Brimstone and fire ...

(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)

Listen to the children sing
Watch them dancing all 'round the Christmas tree ...
Waiting for the opening
Early Christmas morning ...

All around the world is sleeping
Little children there's no peeping
Wait and see what Santa's bringing
Early Christmas morning ...

Icicles and breakfast cakes ...
Friends and family we will celebrate
Sounds that joy and laughter make
Early Christmas morning ...

All around and far off places
Angels waken smiling faces
Wrapping us with love and graces
Early Christmas morning ...
Early Christmas morning ...