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John Mellencamp
John Mellencamp


Информация
Дата рождения 7 октября 1951 г.
Место рождения Seymour, Indiana, U.S.
Жанры Rock
Heartland Rock
Roots Rock
Folk
Годы 1976—н.в.
Лейблы Island Records
Columbia Records
Mercury Records
Republic Records
MCA Records
Hear Music
См. также Joan Baez
Trisha Yearwood
Little Big Town
Mitch Ryder
James McMurtry
Meshell Ndegeocello
Chuck D
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Альбом John Mellencamp


Chestnut Street Incident (1976)
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I had a face so cute made a young girl cry
And I could blow 'em away with just a wink of my eye
I got all dolled up on a Saturday night
Can't find a lady so I'll start a fight
Hey but ain't that the American Dream

But at School the young boys would assemble down in the parking lot
And we spoke of the homecoming queen and all the goodies she's got
Well those stories would choke a semi
And every dare was do or die
Hey but ain't that the American Dream

[Bridge:]
Well I grew up believin' I could do what I wanted to do
When I got a little older I found that it just wasn't true
There's gotta be a place for me
Where I can out-be just what I want to be
Hey but ain't that the American Dream

Some of the girls are out teaching high school biology
And all of my boyfriends they work down at Cummmins factory
But me I'm still out on the streets trying to locate some destiny
Hey but ain't that the American Dream

[Bridge]

. . .


tty woman, walkin' down the street.
Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet,
Pretty woman, I don't believe you.
You're not the truth.
No one could look as good as you.
Mercy

Pretty woman, won't you pardon me.
Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see,
Pretty woman, you look lovely as can be.
Are you lonely just like me?
Kiss me

Pretty woman stop a while.
Pretty woman won't you talk a while.
Pretty woman give your smile to me.
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Pretty woman, won't you look my way.
Pretty woman, won't you say you'll stay with me.

'Cause I need you, hey I'll treat you right.
Come with me baby, you can be mine tonight.
Ahhhhh, ahhhh

Pretty woman, hey don't walk on by.
Pretty woman, don't make me cry.
Pretty woman, don't you walk away, hey! OK.
If that's the way it must be, OK.
I guess I'll go on home, cause it's si late.
There'll be tomorrow night, BUT WAIT!
What do I see?
Is she walking back to me?
Yeah, she's walking back to me!
Wohoo PRETTY WOMAN!

. . .


The warden threw a party in the county jail.
The prison band was there and they began to wail.
The band was jumpin' down they began to swing.
You should've heard those jailbirds sing.
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Well Spider Murphy played on the saxophone,
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone.
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang,
The whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang.
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Well number forty-seven said to number three:
"You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure could enjoy some of your company,
Come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Well sad sack was a sittin' on a block of stone
When over in the corner weepin' all alone.
The warden said, "buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

Well Henry said to Bugs, "For Heaven's sake,
No one's lookin', now's our chance to make a break."
Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said, "Nix nix,
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks."
Let's rock, everybody, let's rock.
Everybody in the whole cell block
Was dancin' to the Jailhouse Rock.

. . .


Pre-war matador
Save your broken bones
Golden rule, he's such a fool
In the streets alone
Slow burn, taciturn
Nothing left to say
Column five, sympathize
It's easier that way

Just want to be a big boy
Pushin' some Jim-jims around
But it's hard to be a dreamer
In a dream killing town
Hard to be a dreamer
In a dream killing town

Good as dead, Sally said
I fear what she knows
Money spent, for reconnaissance
And blood's upon her clothes
Child's toy, soldier boy
Playing with his gun
Uptown, missile clown
Living on the run

He just want to be a big boy
Growing up too soon
Show you his gun
Flash his knife in the sun
And dance to a rock and roll tune

Once tried, twice denied
Sally said she knew
Full sized polarized
Is what she's looking through
Switch blade, promenade
Leather jacket war
Cliche, don't runaway
Slipping out the back door

All night parasite
Wake me up at noon
Copped himself an attitude
Down at the Red Dog Saloon
Quick laid, masquerade
Gets the young boy up tight
Low rent, Jack-a-Lent
Says he's gonna be all right

. . .


You see this kind of chick in every town.
Whenever there's a scene she's always hanging around
She's so naive and innocent, she looks with all
She's only fourteen but she knows how to draw.
Now now now baby now

Super........supergirl, yeah
Super........supergirl

She never gets involved with blowing her cool
She's to busy getting high with her classmates in school
The teachers all ignore her, they would if they could
She ain't quite grown up yet but her credence's real good.

Super........supergirl, yeah
Super........supergirl, yeah, alright

You see this kind of chick in every town.
Whenever there's a scene she's always hanging around
She's so naive and innocent, she looks with all
She's only fourteen but she knows how to draw.
Now now now baby now, yeah

Super........supergirl, yeah
Super........supergirl
Super duper, super duper, hey, super duper, super duper
Yeah yeah yeah supergirl

. . .


Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved
In these small town streets too long
I've been up with the winners and down with the sinners
And hung on this corner 'til dawn
And my hands they have been tied
To a life I've been denied
I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And workin' from nine to five

By the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I'd come staggering home
With a dream in my hand and a master plan
That wouln't leave my mind alone
I compromised all my schemes
And flucturated all my dreams
I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And nothing is like it really seems

But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
The young girls fall back and say
There goes that sleek young silhouette
He don't drive no Corvette
But he stings just like a Sting Ray
And that's my only redemption in this house of detention
That keeps me from simply blowin' it all away
'Cause when I walk down the street in the hot summer heat
I say, God don't take this away

I keep hopin' and wishin' that these romantic positions
Gonna help me hide my pain
And all the hurt that I've felt underneath my leather studded belt
Of not finding fortune and fame
But some day I'll blow 'em away with the things that I may sing and
Might say
I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And waitin' for my pay dirt day

I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And waitin' for my pay day

. . .


Good girls don't stay for breakfast
They know it's in poor taste
Good girls won't blow your evening
With small talkin' chit chat just a waste

[Chorus:]
I don't wanna walk with you
And I don't wanna talk with you
And I don't wanna be with you
'till the night time

Good girls have reputation
Good girls have to keep it clean
But you girl you're so damn reckless
You're a boll weevil evilly obscene

[Chorus]

Hey girl you know I've heard those stories
About you girl last of the pony-tail queens
China chops are a dime a dozen
So hey girl go on and shake that thing

[Chorus]

. . .


Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart
How the music can free her, whenever it starts
And it's magic, if the music is groovy
It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie
I'll tell you about the magic, gonna free her soul
It's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll

If you believe in magic don't bother to choose
If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues
Just go and listen it all starts with a smile
You won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try
Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find
How you got there, it all blows your mind

If you believe in magic, come along with me
And we'll dance until morning baby just you and me
And maybe, if the music is right
I'll see you tomorrow, late at night
And we'll go dancing, baby, then you'll see
How the magic's in the music and the music's in me

Yeah, do you believe in magic
Believe in the magic of a young girl's soul
Believe in the magic of a rock and roll
Believe in the magic gonna set you free
Aaahhh, yea, heah

Do you believe in magic, yeah
Do you believe like I I II believe
Now do you believe like I believe in magic
Do you believe like I believe in magic
Do you believe like I believe in magic

. . .


Well, she's fashionably lean
Hey and she's fashionably late
She'll never gonna wreck a scene
She'll never break a date
But now she's no drag
Just watch the way that she walks

She's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox
She's got world, she's got the world
All locked up inside a plastic box
She's a twentieth century fox, oh yeah

She's the queen of cool
And she's the lady who waits
Sent to manless school
She never gonna hesitate
Well know she don't waste her time
On all this elementary talk

She's a twentieth century fox
She's a twentieth century fox
She got the world, babe,
Now she got this world
She got it all locked up
Inside some kind of plastic plastic box
She's a Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
She's a Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
She's a Twentieth century fox, oh yeah
She's a Twentieth century fox

. . .


Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved
In these small town streets too long
I've held nothin' but aces and been many places
And hung on the corner 'til dawn
But my hands have been tied
To a life I've been denied
I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And workin' a nine to five

Well I worked like a fool 'til after done with high school
Just to form a rock and rollin' band
But the streets were exploding and my life I was decoding
Had a dream I couldn't understand
And I work it out everyday
For no fun and very little pay
I'm just a smal town boy bein' used like a toy
And doin' what other people say

Well I've drooled and fooled and been ridiculed
For havin' dreams just above my reach
And I've lied and died and tried suicide
For all the things you people wanna preach
But I always had to turn the other way
When I heard those homefolks say
(They say) You're just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And livin' on a day to day

But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks
All those young girls fall back and say
There goes that sleek young silhouette
He don't drive no Corvette
But he stings just like a Sting Ray
And that's my only redemption in this house of detention
That keeps me from simply blowin' it all away
'Cause when I walk down the street in the hot summer heat
I say, God don't take this away

Well by the end of the day, all the kids would go play
And I'd come staggering back home
With a dream in my hand and a master plan
That wouldn't leave my mind alone
Well I compromised all my schemes
And I fluctuated all my dreams
I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And nothing is like it really seems

But what a fool I must seem to have all these dreams
And try to live them all through
It's like a slap in your face, with a mercurochrome taste
When the dream is long overdue
And it seems kinda strange that nobody came
To the game that I have put myself through
And when I walk down the street in the hot summer heat
I say, what the hell can I do

Well I keep hopin' and wishin' that these romantic positions
Gonna help me hide all this pain
And all the hurt that I've felt underneath my leather studded belt
Of not findin' my fortune and fame
Some day I'll blow 'em away with the things that I sing and I say
I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And waitin' on my pay day

I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy
And waitin' on my pay day

. . .


Oh Sad Lady do you curse your name
And how many times have you been ashamed
Crazy Lady letting your emotions show
It's hard being a woman knowing what you know

Oh Sad Lady were you born in vain
Nothing to live for and no one to blame
Ain't no use in screaming or pulling on your hair
Crazy Lady dancing with a chair

Oh oh if you should get to know
Sad Lady
Say maybe

Oh Sad Lady won't you dry your eyes
You go on living wishing you could die
'cause dying's not bad when living's not so good
Crazy Lady so misunderstood

Oh oh if you should get to know
Sad Lady
Say maybe

Tell me what you're thinking
As you lace up white shoes
Tell me Sad Lady

. . .


Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey, yeah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey, yeah
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
Hit that road Jack and don't you come back no more

I said baby baby don't treat me so mean
Your the meanest old woman that I ever seen
I guess if you say so I'm gonna have to pack my things and go

Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no
More
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, yea
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hu-huh, hey hey hey
Ah, ah, ah, ah, uh-huh, hey hey hey

I said baby baby don't treat me this way
I'll get back on my feet someday
I don't care if you do, your just no good
You ain't had no good loving and ....

Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more, yeah, yeah
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey
Ah, ah, ah, ah, hey hey hey
Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more
Hit that road Jack and don't you come back no more, yeah

. . .


I am your crazy driver
Honey I'm sure to steer you so wrong
I'm a dieing in this story
I'm only livin' to sing this song

I need somebody baby
You need somebody baby too
I need somebody baby
Just like you, Just like you

And I'm losing on my feelings
And I'm running out of friends
You know you lied to me in the beginning
Now your gonna try to bring me to the end
And you know that's such a shame

I need somebody baby
You need somebody baby too
I need somebody baby
Just like you, Just like you

Now its time to leave this signal
In in a run down and rotten mess
You know I got my reputation
Right there in your blue jean dress

I need somebody baby
You need sombody baby too
I need somebody baby
Just like you, Just like you
I need somebody
Somebody
Somebody

. . .


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