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James Taylor
James Taylor


Background information
Birth name James Vernon Taylor
Born March 12, 1948
Born place Boston, Massachusetts, U.S.
Genre(s) Folk-Rock
Rock
Pop
Country
Years active 1968—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Capitol Records
EMI Group
Sony Music
Hear Music
Apple Records
Associated acts Carole King
Carly Simon
Website Website



James Taylor Album


with The Flying Machine
James Taylor And The Original Flying Machine -- 1967 (1971)
1971
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Something's Wrong (Instrumental Version)
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Knocking 'round The Zoo (Danny Kotchmar lead vocal)
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What good is that happy lie? All you wanted from the start was to cry, girl.
It looks like another fall. Your friends they don't seem to help at all.
Now, when you're feeling kind of cold and small, just look up your rainy day man.

It does you no good to pretend, child. You've made a hole much too big to mend.
And it looks like you lose again, my friend, so go on home and look up your rainy day man.

Now rainy day man, he don't like sunshine,
he don't chase rainbows, he don't need good times, no.
Grey days rolling, then you'll see him, I said empty feeling, Lord now you need him.

All those noble thoughts, they just don't belong. You can't hide the truth with a happy song.
And since you knew where you stood all along, just go call up your rainy day man.

Now simple pleasures they all evade you, store-bought treasures, Lord none can save you.
Look for signs to ease the pain, I said ask again, go on and pray for rain.

It looks like another fall. Your good friends they don't seem to help at all.
Now, when you're feeling kind of cold and small, just look up your rainy day man,
all I'm asking just to look up your rainy day man.


. . .



Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon,
there's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons, yeah.
And if I'm feeling edgy, there's a chick who's paid to be my slave, yeah, watch out James.
But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave.

Now the keeper's trying to cool me/ says I'm bound to be all right,
but I know that he can't fool me cause I'm putting him uptight, yeah.
And I can feel him getting edgy every time I make a sudden move, whoa, yes it's true.
And I can hear them celebrating every time I up and leave the room.

Now my friends all come to see me, they just point at me and stare.
Said, he's just like the rest of us so what's he doing there?
They hide in their movie theaters drinking juice, keeping tight, watch that bright light.
Cause they're certain about one thing, babe, that zoo's no place to spend the night, no.

Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon,
there's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons, yeah.
And if I'm feeling edgy, there's a chick who's paid to be my slave, watch out Kootch.
But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave.


. . .



Something's wrong, that restless feeling's been preying on your mind.
Road maps in a well-cracked ceiling, the signs aren't hard to find.
Now I'm not saying that you've been mistreated,
no one's hurt you, nothing's wrong. A moment's rest was all you needed,
So pack your things and kindly move along.

Like dust in the wind you're gone forever.
You're wind-blown leaves, you're a change in the weather.
Just a town like any other, a second brand new start.
A third or fourth hand, wife or lover, no, you won't break her heart.
Take some bacon, go on and leave your watch chain,
She won't count on nothing more.
Wrap your hands around that small change and tiptoe barefoot out the door.

Yes, something's wrong, that restless feeling's been preying on my mind.
When things get bad I'm bound to pack my bags and just leave them all behind.


. . .



A catfish, he tends to groove on the water, it's just where he's bound to be.
And a monkey kinds of flashes on fruits and bananas, so he lives in the top of a tree.
But my eyes are made for darkness and so the nighttime is right for me,
Said I'm a night owl, honey, sleep all day long.

Now most folks they like the good day time, they like to see the shining sun.
They're up in the morning off and running till they're too tired for having fun.
But when the sun goes down and them bright lights shine, my daytime has just begun.
I'm a night owl, honey, sleep all day long.

Said turn off that bright light, baby, you're just about to drive me blind.
Draw them curtains for me, mama, you watch and you'll see how my love light shines.

Now, there's two sides to this great big world, and one of them is always night.
Hey, if you can take care of business in the sunshine, baby, I guess you're gonna be all right.
But don't come looking for string bean to lend you a hand,
because my eyes they can't stand the light,
No, I'm a night owl, honey, sleep all day long. I said sleep all day long, I'm a night owl, honey.


. . .



Daybreak finds you up and alive just as though you could touch a star.
But sunset seems to leave you weary, alone and wondering who you are.
Don't deny that lonely feeling, babe, that keeps stealing on you from deep down inside.
Hey, can't you see that it's no good concealing a feeling it hurts you to hide?

When you can come home to me, yes, I'm happy to hear
what you've got to say to me, baby, all the way.
Girl, you can count on me, watch those shadows fade away,
and brighten your night with my day.

Daybreak, sunset, hot and cold running smiles and tears.
A bright outside to match your foolish pride, but not a word for the lonely years.
Please come back home to me, now you won't have to say
that you'll stay with me, baby, no, it's not that way.
Just come back home to me, watch those shadows fade away,
And brighten your night with my daybreak, sunset, you don't have to cry no more.
Now, everything's gonna be just fine, watch out, baby, here it comes,
Right around the corner, here it comes, just brighten your night with my day.


. . .



She is frenzied to the point of pain.
She is counting up her list again.
She won't satisfy another man.
You understand.
You can't cross the boundry beyond which she stands.

He's disposed of all his inner mind,
Donned his mask and left the world behind.
He has cancelled all the checks he signed,
So why be kind this time?
You can't see the picture of you in his hand.

Now they've thrown out all the undesired,
Morbid dreams behind a gay attire.
They won't talk about the morning fire,
So why aspire?
You don't want to be what they think is a man.


. . .



Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon,
there's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons, yeah.
And if I'm feeling edgy, there's a chick who's paid to be my slave, yeah, watch out James.
But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave.

Now the keeper's trying to cool me/ says I'm bound to be all right,
but I know that he can't fool me cause I'm putting him uptight, yeah.
And I can feel him getting edgy every time I make a sudden move, whoa, yes it's true.
And I can hear them celebrating every time I up and leave the room.

Now my friends all come to see me, they just point at me and stare.
Said, he's just like the rest of us so what's he doing there?
They hide in their movie theaters drinking juice, keeping tight, watch that bright light.
Cause they're certain about one thing, babe, that zoo's no place to spend the night, no.

Just knocking around the zoo on a Thursday afternoon,
there's bars on all the windows and they're counting up the spoons, yeah.
And if I'm feeling edgy, there's a chick who's paid to be my slave, watch out Kootch.
But she'll hit me with a needle if she thinks I'm trying to misbehave.


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