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Dusty Keys
Dishonored - Silver and Dust
Say Way-Oh the dust it blows
Makes you wonder why they e'en
The stews are thin
Makin' them miners work
Oh early in the morning
afore the sun rise
till they're numb
They get outta bed
an' open their eyes
and there's rags for clothes
They pull out that silver
With dirty old trousers
in browns an' blacks
and make that man rich
They pick up their tools
and pick up their ax
get up the next day
Oh the dust district
And come home broken
Say Way Oh the dust it blows
Say Way Oh the dust it blows
face black as pitch
They march down the road
to Stilton's old mine
she's a terrible place
Say Way Oh
Just like their elders
when the wages were fine
the dust it blows
But Stilton's long gone
and so is his grace
Say Way-Oh the silver it glows
Say Way Oh the dust it blows
Put a limp in yer walk
Say Way Oh
Now ain't nobody happy
in this miserable place
the silver it glows
Say Way Oh the silver it glows
Say Way Oh the silver it glows
and a scowl on yer face
An' up in that palace
Down underground
it's dark and it's cold
where the greedy Duke hides
They don't get no breaks
they do as they're told
Say Way Oh the silver it glows
When the miners come back
there's riches and treasures
The dust crews get down
on their hands and knees
he ne'er divides
To do anything
that angry foreman please
with pittance for pay
but down in Batista
Say Way Oh the dust it blows
Say Way Oh the silver it glows
a dirty wind blows
But the foreman he's under
the Duke's greedy thumb
Piano Man by Billy Joel
in the mood for a melody
Sing us a song
To forget about life for a while
Who never had time for a wife
It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
And he's talkin' with Davy
There's an old man
sitting next to me
And the piano it sounds like
who's still in the Navy
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says - Son can you play me
And probably will be for life
a memory--
I'm not really sure
how it goes--
But it's sad
you're the piano man
a carnival And the microphone
And the waitress
and it's sweet
and I knew it complete When
is practicing politics
I wore a younger man's clothes
Sing us a song
smells like a beer
As the businessmen
you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
slowly get stoned
Well we're all in the mood
for a melody
And you got us feelin' alright
Sing us a song tonight
And they sit at the bar
Yes they're sharing a drink they
And you've got us feelin alright
Now John at the bar
call loneliness-
-But it's better
is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
and put bread in my jar
than drinking alone
And he's quick with a joke
or to light up your smoke
It's a pretty good crowd
But there's someplace
that he'd rather be
Well we're all
And say - Man
for a Saturday
He says - Bill I believe
this is killing me
And the manager gives me a smile
As the smile ran away
from his face
what are you doin' here
Cause he knows that it's me
Well I'm sure that I
could be a movie star
they've been comin' to see
If I could get out of this place
Paul is a real estate novelist