Lyrics Challenge Game

Those crazy nights
I do remember
In my youth
I do recall
Those were the best times
Most of all
In the heat with a blue jean girl
Burnin' love
Comes once in a lifetime
She found me singing by the rail road track
Took me home
We danced by moonlight

1970's

I stare at the gray walls before me
I see her face in the stone
I try to imagine our baby
I wish they would let me go home
I wish they would let me go home
(I wish they would let me go home) It's a hard life living when you're lonely
(I wish they would let me go home) It's a long night sleeping alone
(I wish they would let me go home) It's a hard time waiting for tomorrow
(I wish they would let me go home) It's a long, long way home
(I wish they would let me go home) It's a long, long way home
(I wish they would let me go home) Bring me and the other boys home
(I wish they would let me go home) Bring me and the other boys home

You wait in the wing
Like a Saturday flirt
Protecting the judge
You don't want to get hurt
And once in a moment
It all comes to you
As soon as you get it
You want something new

The judge said, "Son, what is your alibi?"
"If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die"
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life
For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife

1940's

They hurry like savages to get aboard an iron train
And though it's smoky and it's crowded
They're too civilized to complain
When they've got two weeks vacation
They hurry to vacation ground
They swim and they fish
But that's what I do all year round

1986

These are the days of lasers in the jungle
Lasers in the jungle somewhere
Staccato signals of constant information
A loose affiliation of millionaires and billionaires and baby
These are the days of miracle and wonder
This is the long distance call
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
The way we look to us all
The way we look to a distant constellation
That's dying in a corner of the sky
These are the days of miracle and wonder
And don't cry baby, don't cry don't cry

1980's

This is where I lie at night
Staring at a lightbulb
Hanging on the ceiling
Waiting for a dream to come and get me out of here

Here
In my humble room at night
I often wonder what goes on out there
What makes them run so scared
I often stare
At the people passing by
But they can't see me through my window shades
Just like I'm not even there

1970's

You tell me there's an angel
In your tree
Did he say he'd come
To call on me?
For things are getting desperate
In our home
Living in the parish
Of the restless folks I know

Everybody now
Bring your family down to the riverside
Look to the east to see where the fat stock hide
Behind four walls of stone the rich man sleeps