Need A Woman (Springtime In New York)

It’s been raining in my mouth all day, drippin’ down to my clothes
My patience it is wearin’ thin, I got fire inside my clothes

Searchin’ for the truth the way God has designed it
Well, the real truth is I may be afraid to find it

Oh, I need a woman, all right
Oh, I need a woman or I don’t feel right
To see me as I am
To show me the kind of love that don’t have to be condemned
And I want you to be that woman (every way)
(Be that woman, every way)

I’ve had my eyes on you, baby, for five long years
You probably don’t know me at all, I’ve seen your laughter and I’ve seen your tears
You don’t frighten me, I’m not so demanding
You look like it wouldn’t hurt you none to have a man of understanding


And I need a woman, all grown up
I need a woman, drinkin’ from the same cup
Seen you standin’ on the corner, seen you sittin’ down in the park
I seen you standin’ in the sunshine, I seen you sleepin’ in the dark
And I want you to be that woman, yes I do
Be that woman (yes I do)

Well, if you keep hearin’ something long enough you just begin naturally to believe it’s true
You know there’s a wall that can’t fall, and there’s a wall you can walk right through
Well, that which is not permanent can’t last
Can’t place your hopes in the future if you’ve got to avoid the past

And I need a woman, to be my queen
I need a woman, black, white, yellow, brown, blue, or green
Somebody who likes simple things, is not afraid to bend
Somebody who don’t make herself up just to be seen by other men

And I want you to be that woman, yes I do
Be that woman (yes I do)
I’ve got some unanswered questions in my mind that’s takin’ place
I want to put the searchlight of flame on you, want to explore your face

The rebellion in me, now why was it created?
To blur the focus of my eyes and keep me isolated

Well, I need that woman, ain’t no crime
Need that woman, all the time
Give back the falseness, give back the world
I know a virtuous woman is hard to find, but they can’t be obsolete

Well, I want you to be that woman, yes I do
Be that woman, hmm, yes I do
Be that woman (yes I do)
(Be that woman, yes I do)
(Be that woman, yes I do)
(Be that woman, yes I do)

Lately I’ve been having evil dreams, I wake up in a cold blue glare
I run the tape back in my mind
, wonder if I took a wrong road somewhere.
Searching for the truth the way God designed it
Well, the real truth is that I may be afraid to find it

Well, I need a woman, all right
Need a woman, every night
To be with me and know me as I am
To show me the kind of love that don’t have to be condemned
And I want you to be that woman, yes, I do
(Be that woman, every way)

I’ve had my eyes on you, baby, for five long years
Well, you probably don’t know me at all but I’ve seen your laughter and I’ve seen your tears.
A tell-tale heart will show itself to anybody near
There’s always some new stranger in the night to lend a sympathetic ear


Well I need a woman to be my own
Need a woman that’s mine alone
Seen you in the doorway, I’ve seen you in the park
Seen you in the sunshine, I’ve seen you in the dark
And I want you to be that woman
(Be that woman every day)

You keep listening to something long enough you’re just bound to believe that it’s true
You know there’s some things that you put out, it’s gonna come back on you
That which is not permanent don’t last
Whatever’s waiting in the future could be what you’re runnin’ from in the past

I need a woman, a whole lot
Be that woman, drinkin’ from the same cup
Someone who likes simple things, is not afraid to bend
Someone who don’t make herself up to make every man her friend
And I want you to be that woman (every day)
(Need that woman, every way)

Don’t know what you got that I want, don’t know what I got to give
Don’t know how much time I’ve got, don’t know how long I live

The rebellion in my soul, why was it created?
To blur the focus of my mind and keep me isolated

But I need a woman, yeah, ain’t no crime
Need a woman, all the time
To see the promised land with me as the time goes by
To rule my heart with sweetness and boldness from on high

And I want you to be that woman, yes I do
Be that woman straight and true

Jokerman (Springtime In New York)

Standing on the waters casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with truth so far off, what good will it do?

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
No store-bought shirt for you on your back
One of the women must sit in the shack and sew one

Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

You’re a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you’re a dream twister
You’re going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care? Ain’t nobody there would want to marry your sister
Scratchin’ the world with a fine-tooth comb
You’re a king among nations, you’re a stranger at home

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Now, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
No crystal ball do you need on your shelf
Michelangelo himself could’ve carved out your features
So drunk, standin’ in the middle of the street
Directing traffic with a small dog at your feet


Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Well, the Preacherman talking about the deaf and the dumb
And the world to come that’s already been predetermined

Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, and padlocks
Molotov cocktails and rocks can’t drown out his sermon
You let the wicked walk right into a trap
You give away all the good things that fall in your lap


Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

It’s a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and she’s dressed in scarlet
He’ll turn priests into pimps, and make old men bark
Take a woman who could’ve been Joan of Arc and turn her into a harlot

Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don’t show any response

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Standing on the water casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships sailing into the mist
You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing
Freedom just around the corner for you
But with truth so far off, what good will it do?

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

So swiftly the sun sets in the sky
You rise up and say goodbye to no one
Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don’t show one

Shedding off one more layer of skin
Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

You’re a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds
Manipulator of crowds, you’re a dream twister
You’re going to Sodom and Gomorrah
But what do you care? Ain’t nobody there would want to marry your sister
A friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame
You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name


Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy
The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed
Michelangelo indeed could’ve carved out your features
Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space
Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Well, the rifleman’s stalking the sick and the lame
Preacherman seeks the same, who’ll get there first is uncertain
Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks
Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin
Only a matter of time ’til night comes steppin’ in


Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

It’s a shadowy world, skies are slippery grey
A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet
He’ll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat
Take the motherless children off the street and place them at the feet of a harlot
Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants
Oh, Jokerman, you don’t show any response

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune
Bird fly high by the light of the moon
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

Emotionally Yours (Springtime In New York)

Come baby, find me, come baby, remind me of where I once begun
Come baby, show me, show me you know me, tell me you’re the one
I could be learning, you could be yearning to see behind closed doors
But I will always be emotionally yours

Come baby, rock me, come baby, lock me into the shadows of your heart
Come baby, teach me, come baby, reach me, let the music start
I could be dreaming but I keep believing you’re the one I’m livin’ for
And I will always be emotionally yours

Just one kiss and I could make it
Make it to the top of the hill and never get caught

I know this dream, it might be crazy
But it’s the only one I’ve got, okay

Come baby, shake me, come baby, take me, I would be satisfied
Come baby, hold me, come baby, help me, my arms are open wide
I could be unraveling wherever I’m traveling, even to foreign shores
But I will always be emotionally yours

Come baby, find me, come baby, remind me of where I once begun
Come baby, show me, show me you know me, tell me you’re the one
I could be learning, you could be yearning to see behind closed doors
But I will always be emotionally yours

Come baby, rock me, come baby, lock me into the shadows of your heart
Come baby, teach me, come baby, reach me, let the music start
I could be dreaming but I keep believing you’re the one I’m livin’ for
And I will always be emotionally yours

It’s like my whole life never happened
When I see you, it’s if I never had a thought

I know this dream, it might be crazy
But it’s the only one I’ve got, okay

Come baby, shake me, come baby, take me, I would be satisfied
Come baby, hold me, come baby, help me, my arms are open wide
I could be unraveling wherever I’m traveling, even to foreign shores
But I will always be emotionally yours

Angelina (Springtime In New York)

Well, it’s always been my nature to take chances
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Where the current is strong and the monkey dances
To the tune of a concertina

Blood dryin’ in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore
I know what it is that has drawn me to your door
But I don’t know what it is makes you think you’ve seen me before
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

Her eyes were two slits that would make any snake proud
With a face that any painter would paint and she was well-endowed
Praising the dead as she rode a donkey through the crowd

Or was it a hyena?

Do I need your permission to turn my other cheek?
If you can read my thoughts then why must I speak?
No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode
The peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed
I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road
With your subpoena

The peaceful exchange of ideas for you was always too tame
Inter-tribal warfare was always more your style and your game
Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

There’s a black Mercedes rollin’ through the combat zone
Your servants are half dead, you’re down to the bone
Tell me, tall men, where would you like to be overthrown
In Jerusalem or Argentina?

She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old
Now her vengeance has been satisfied and her strength cards are showin’ gold
He’s surrounded by God’s angels and she’s wearin’ a blindfold
And so are you, Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

I see pieces of men marching, trying to take heaven by force
I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse
In God’s truth name tell me what you want and you’ll have it of course
Just step into the arena


Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases
Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces
Begging God for mercy and weepin’ and moanin’ in unholy places
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

Well, it’s always been my nature to take chances
My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances
Where the current is strong and the monkey dances
To the tune of a concertina

Blood dryin’ in my yellow hair as I go from shore to shore
I know what it is that has drawn me to your door
But whatever could it be makes you think you’ve seen me before
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

His eyes were two slits, make any snake proud
With a face that any painter would paint as he walked through the crowd
Worshipping a god with the body of a woman well-endowed
And the head of a hyena

Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?
If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode
The peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed
I was only following instructions when the judge sent me down the road
With your subpoena

When you cease to exist, then who will you blame
I’ve tried my best to love you but I cannot play this game

Your best friend and my worst enemy is one and the same
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

There’s a black Mercedes rollin’ through the combat zone
Your servants are half dead, you’re down to the bone
Tell me, tall men, where would you like to be overthrown
In Jerusalem or Argentina?

She was stolen from her mother when she was three days old
Now her vengeance has been satisfied and her possessions have been sold
He’s surrounded by God’s angels and she’s wearin’ a blindfold
But so are you
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina

I see pieces of men marching, trying to take heaven by force
I can see the unknown rider, I can see the pale white horse
In God’s truth name tell me what you want and you’ll have it of course
Just step into the arena

Beat a path of retreat up them spiral staircases
Pass the tree of smoke, pass the angel with four faces
Begging God for mercy and weepin’ in unholy places
Angelina

Oh, Angelina. Oh, Angelina