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Well, I went home with the waitress
The way I always do
How was I to know
She was with the Russians, too

I was gambling in Havana
I took a little risk
Send lawyers, guns and money
Dad, get me out of this

I'm the innocent bystander
Somehow I got stuck
Between the rock and the hard place
And I'm down on my luck
And I'm down on my luck
And I'm down on my luck

Now I'm hiding in Honduras
I'm a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns and money
The shit has hit the fan

Send lawyers, guns and money...
 
live to fall asleep
It's when I stop the hate
I never want to dream
It infiltrates beauty

I live to fall asleep
Regenerate and sin
Skin so tense gives in
I've lived enough to kill

When did you become another distant friend
Everyone who loved you stayed waited till the end
When did you become another distant friend
Everyone who loved you stayed waited till the end
Oh, when did you decide that sleep could save your life
How could you become another boy struck dumb
How could you become another boy struck dumb with love

I live to fall asleep
I live to fall asleep

I live to fall asleep
it helps me through the day
Drink has never dulled
a pain so deep does run

I live to fall asleep
serene alone happy
Holding on to screams
waiting for the time

When did you become another distant friend
Everyone who loved you stayed waited till the end
When did you become another distant friend
Everyone who loved you stayed waited till the end
Oh, when did you decide that sleep could save your life
How could you become another boy struck dumb
How could you become another boy struck dumb with love

I live to fall asleep
I live to fall asleep

So lazy, lazy, lazy
Chuck down all the pills
Needing to remember how and why to live
Oh, when did you decide that sleep could save your life
How could you become another boy struck dumb
How could you become another boy struck dumb with love

I live to fall asleep
I live to fall asleep
 
The chill of the winter is bitter and bleak
The snow on the pathway is heavy and deep
So I dig in my shovel and lift it on high
I'm going to shovel this snow 'til I die

The end of the road looks like freedom to me
I walk past the hours, I walk past the weeks
And the months fall behind as I pass the years by
I'm going to walk this road 'til I die
'Til I die... I'm going to walk down this road 'til I die

I sit on my own and no word do I speak
The sky's in my head and the ground's on my feet
But no pleasure's delight, no tears do I cry
I'm going to sit on my own 'til I die
'Til I die... I'm going to sit on my own 'til I die

The sound of the ocean, my feet in the sand
The chill of the wind, the lie of the land
The drops on my skull, the gull's loney sound
The thunder, the lighning, the rain pouring down
'Til I die

The years are a moment, the centuries pass
I walk from the first and I crawl to the last
But the silence surrounds me, in stillness I die
'Til I die... I'm going to pass through these days 'til I die
'Til I die
 
The Dictators, Pussy and Money
Teaching the UK about Punk since the early 70's

You wake up in the morning
totally confused
can't get a date
but you're getting screwed

you're searching for a reason
a way to carry on
when everything is broken
and everything is wrong

So you tried to save the whales
You found a tree to kiss
You gave a crippled child
His dying wish

You're waiting for an answer
A message from above
You've always been a sucker
Another fool in love

What's it all about
Pussy and money
I ain't tryin to be cute
I ain't tryin to be funny
Everybody lies about
Pussy and money

It's always gonna be that way
It's always gonna be that way

You see a girl
You start talkin
She sees your car
She starts walkin

Sweet success
Just take it
If you're sincere
You can fake it

What's it all about
Pussy and money
I ain't tryin to be cute
I ain't tryin to be funny
Everybody cries about
Pussy and money

It's always gonna be that way
It's always gonna be that way

You wanna be the big dog
Down on the street
But if you spill a drop of blood
The shark's gotta eat

A million stars
out of reach
A billion grains of sand
on the beach

So you pray every night
When the sun goes down
Cause there are only two things that make the world go round

What's it all about
Pussy and money
I ain't tryin to be cute
I ain't tryin to be funny
Everybody lies about
Everybody cries about
Everybody shout it out!!
Pussy and money

It's always gonna be that way
It's always gonna be that way
 
A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird
B-b-b-bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a...

A-well-a everybody's heard about the bird
Bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird, bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody's talking about the bird!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
A-well-a bird...

Surfin' bird
Bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb... [retching noises]... aaah!

Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow

Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-oom-oom-oom
Oom-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-a-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Papa-oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Oom-oom-oom-oom-ooma-mow-mow
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, ooma-mow-mow
Well don't you know about the bird?
Well, everybody knows that the bird is the word!
A-well-a bird, bird, b-bird's the word
 
Jeffrey Lewis:

I saw a hippy girl on 8th avenue
She barely looked at me for a second or two
And I suddenly realized I no longer looked much like a hippy
mmmmm

She had a long thin dress and rainbow clothes
Not long ago I wore one of those
But now-a-days I guess I don't very much like anything
mmmmm

I had a great pair of bellbottoms, I had two
My friend borrowed one and the other I outgrew
And now to the eye I'm turning into another non-descript guy

But I still travel light and my hair is still long
I still hate deoderant and I still sing songs
But over the years I've noticed I'm not dressing as colourfully and psychedelic as I used to

'Cause I wore my tye-dyes until they rotted to shreds
And I can no longer follow The Greatful Dead
And it's gotten to the point where I don't even identify with most Phish fans anymore

And someday soon I know I'll cut my hair
And a week after that I know I won't even care
It's how it all comes to all along
Everything that you feel will one day feel wrong

I was talking to my friend Eric
Just to see what he thunk
And he said "Jeff, it's weird
But I no longer look like a punk"
I guess we don't need our clothes for an identity crutch
And we looked at each other and we didn't look like much
And we looked out at the world like a movie theatre
At all the hippies and the punks and the skinheads and the skaters
And someday or other maybe sooner or later they'll come to the realization
That what's important is whether you can carry on a human conversation
It's not what you wear on the outside
It's how you think and feel on the inside.
 
What's the furthest place from here?
It hasn't been my day for a couple years.
What's a couple more?
And if I go, don't forget the one good thing I almost did.
I learned your name without words.
I used my eyes, not my hands.
What's the closest you can come to an almost total wreck and still walk away,
All limbs intact?
And when I go, you'll be there crying out, begging me.
I won't hear.
I'll just go fast into this night on broken legs.
A near miss or a close call?
I keep a room at the hospital.
I scratch my accidents into the wall.
I couldn't wait to breathe your breath.
I cut in line,
I bled to death.
I got to you, there was nothing left.
What's the meanest you can be to the one you claim to love
And still smile to your new found friends?
In the same confusing breath,
You pull away and draw me in.
I wanted you. You wanted more.
I built this life and now it's mine.
 
Do you take this woman? I said, "Yes, I do
I love her like crazy; I think she loves me too"
But we'll do without the family if it's all the same to you
Happy Ever After
Your mother's a flake, my father's full of shite
Your sister says you married me in white just for spite
But a party's not a party 'til it ends up in a fight
Happy Ever After

And there's my lot and your lot and us two in between
I swear this is the last time I get married
Please God this is the last time I get married

My brother's never short of a substance to abuse
Rum, glue, Thunderbird, whizz and Special Brew
Any minute now he'll show us his tattoos
Happy Ever After
Nephews are obnoxious, nieces are too tall
A dozen drunken uncles are pissing up the wall
Grandad's grinning but there's no-one home at all
Happy Ever After

And there's my lot and your lot and us two in between
I swear this is the last time I get married
Please God this is the last time I get married

For richer, for poorer, for better or worse
Mow we are married, a blessing or a curse
Kiss me and don't forget
What you see is what you get

And the best man's the worst man, the best man is a beast
Underneath the table with the sister of the priest
The way he's going at it she's probably deceased
Happy Ever After
Gran's on the brandy getting bleary-eyed
Guys I went to school with want to see me outside
Someone's fucked a bridesmaid, has anyone seen the bride?
Happy Ever After

I swear this is the last time I get married
I'm sure this is the last time I get married
Please God this is the last time I get married
 
goodache!

you cannot understand the majesty of this song unless you hear it the way its meant to be heard...200 More Miles :cool:



Atlanta's a distant memory, Montgomery a recent blur
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor like a signal fire.

I got Willie on the radio, a dozen things on my mind
and number one is fleshing out these dreams of mine.

I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt and light before I sleep
but there'll be no warm sheets
or welcoming arms to fall into tonight.

In Nashville there is a lighter in a case for all to see
it speaks of dreams and heartaches left unsung.

And in the corner stands a guitar
and lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand.
I'm traveling paths, travelled hard before
and I'm beginning to understand.

That I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt and light before I sleep
but there'll be no warm sheets
or welcoming arms to fall into tonight.

You say that I am crazy, my life wasting on this road
that time will find my dreams - scattered dead and cold.

But ahead there is a light
drawing me to reach an end
and when I reach there, I'll turn back
and you and I can begin again.

I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt and light before I sleep
but there'll be no warm sheets
or welcoming arms to fall into tonight.

I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt and light before I sleep
but I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrow's
for one hour of this night.

Atlanta's a distant memory, Montgomery a recent blur
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor - like a signal fire.
 
Hmmmm ...

You and me are the same
we don't know or care whose to blame
But we know that whoever holds the reins
Nothing will change our cause has gone insane

And these wars they can't be won
And these wars they can't be won
And do you want them to go on, on and on?
Why split these states when there can be only one?

And must we do as we're told?
And must we do as we're told?

instrumental break

You and me fall in line
To be punished for unproven crimes
And we know there is no one we can trust
Our ancient heroes they are turning to dust

And these wars they can never be won
Does anyone know or care how they begun?
They just promise to go on, and on and on
But soon we will see there can only be one

United States, United States of
Eurasia, sia, sia, sia!
Eurasia, sia, sia, sia!
Eurasia, sia, sia, sia!
 
You said you love me;
I said I love you.
Why won't you stop your cryin'?
Dry your weeping eyes.
You know that I love you


Groovin' Here I am,
Groovy Child
Come rub 'pon me belly
Like a guava jelly,
(Here I stand)
(Come rub it 'pon me belly)
Like a guava jelly)


You say you need me
I say I need you,too
Baby Why don't, stop your cryin'
And dry your weeping eyes
You know I love you



Groovy , Here I am
(Come rub pon me belly)
Like a guava jelly),
Ooh baby here I am
Come rub pon me belly
Like a guava jelly

Repeat/ adlib
Guava Guava jelly,
Guava Guava jeelly
 
_pH_ said:
I just clicked on that hoping to hear YOU singing MA :(

But it's a great song nonetheless :)
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:);)


(Quietly) Oh my God <---:D

Welcome to the jungle
We got fun 'n' games
We got everything you want
Honey we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money honey
We got your disease


In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,knees, knees
I wanna watch you Bleed


Welcome to the jungle
We take it day by day
If you want you're gonna bleed
But it's the price you pay
And you're a very sexy girl
Very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights
But you won't get there for free
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my, my serpentine
I,I, wanna hear you scream


Welcome to the jungle
It gets worse here everyday
Ya learn ta live like an animal
In the jungle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see
You'll take it eventually
You can have anything you want
But you better not take it from me


In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,knees,knees
I wanna watch you plead


And when you're high you never
Ever want to come down, so down, so down, so down YEAH!!!!!


YOU KNOW WHERE YOU ARE?!?!
You're in the jungle baby!!!!
You gonna die
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,knees,knees
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my, my serpentine
Jungle,in the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,na,knees,knees
Down in the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
It's gonna bring you down!
HUH!
 
Turn my whiskey into water
My cigarettes, I don't know what they taste like
Other women seem so ugly to me now
Playthings stand dusty
Books lie open on the page where I met her
And that other life
Is just a memory to me now

So tell me how it feels
It feels so good
Tell me how it goes
It goes so fast
So tell me how it feels
It feels so good
Tell me how it goes
It goes so fast
So fast

I was clumsy, heavy-handed
Grown selfish, ill-tempered
But that life
Is just a memory to me now
Softly nudge towards her
Gently put inside her
And that other life
Just seems so ugly to me now


So tell me how it feels
It feels so good
Tell me how it goes
It goes so fast
So tell me how it feels
It feels so good
Tell me how it goes
It goes so fast
So fast
 
MightyAphrodite said:
you cannot understand the majesty of this song unless you hear it the way its meant to be heard...200 More Miles :cool:



Atlanta's a distant memory, Montgomery a recent blur
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor like a signal fire.

I got Willie on the radio, a dozen things on my mind
and number one is fleshing out these dreams of mine.

I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt and light before I sleep
but there'll be no warm sheets
or welcoming arms to fall into tonight.

In Nashville there is a lighter in a case for all to see
it speaks of dreams and heartaches left unsung.

And in the corner stands a guitar
and lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand.
I'm traveling paths, travelled hard before
and I'm beginning to understand.

That I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt and light before I sleep
but there'll be no warm sheets
or welcoming arms to fall into tonight.

You say that I am crazy, my life wasting on this road
that time will find my dreams - scattered dead and cold.

But ahead there is a light
drawing me to reach an end
and when I reach there, I'll turn back
and you and I can begin again.

I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt and light before I sleep
but there'll be no warm sheets
or welcoming arms to fall into tonight.

I've got 200 more miles
of rain asphalt and light before I sleep
but I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrow's
for one hour of this night.

Atlanta's a distant memory, Montgomery a recent blur
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor - like a signal fire.
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you were making me google the trinity sessions anniversary version... and then i clicked your link :)
(thank you for reminding me that it's out there x)
 
kitty_kitty said:
you were making me google the trinity sessions anniversary version... and then i clicked your link :)
(thank you for reminding me that it's out there x)
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return to trinity is one of the greatest things thats ever happened in music...:cool: :D xxx


im listening to this....which has nothing to do with the trinity sessions but stayin with the thread n all. :D
 
i'm on a cowboy junkies slant while i'm waiting for that to load ^^ :D

He left his dead in the cottonwood trees
the ground grown too hard with the years
Falling down was not what it used to be
the ground grown too hard with the years

He told his children those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze them
He told himself those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze him

Lay it down, lay it down

He sold most of what he cherished,
the rest he let them steal
Shot his dog out in the open field,
the rest he let them steal

He broke all of his promises,
under a sea green sky
They never thought to ask him why,
under a sea green sky

Lay it down, lay it down

Please bury me in the cottonwood trees
the ground grown too cold for me
Going to sleep tonight in a warm feather bed
the ground grown too cold for me

Lay it down, lay it down
 
Heartbreak... Heartbreak...
Heartbreak...
Uh!, Oh!, Uh!, Oh!, ...

I've tried to hold myself together
Tried to forget you've gone away
The tears I've cried, they won't subside
Unless the music starts to play

Keep it coming on and on and on

Heartbreak makes me a dancer, dancer
DJ give me the answer, answer
Love, stop getting me down, down, down
Do it alone, I could do it alone
Heartbreak make me a dancer, dancer
Keep my heart beating faster, faster
Love, stop bringing me down, down, down
Do it alone, I could do it alone

I need to feel I'm getting stronger
Long as I'm moving it feels true
And with each step, I will forget
Forget all those memories of you

Keep it coming on and on and on

Heartbreak makes me a dancer, dancer
DJ give me the answer, answer
Love, stop getting me down, down, down
Do it alone, I could do it alone
Heartbreak make me a dancer, dancer
Keep my heart beating faster, faster
Love, stop bringing me down, down, down
Do it alone, I could do it alone

Heartbreak... Heartbreak...
Heartbreak... Heartbreak...

Heartbreak makes me a dancer, dancer
DJ give me the answer, answer
Love, stop getting me down, down, down
Do it alone, I could do it alone
Heartbreak make me a dancer, dancer
Keep my heart beating faster, faster
Love, stop bringing me down, down, down
Do it alone, I could do it alone
 
Think fast or you'll never survive.
You feel the whiplash if all the cities divide.
Make heroes that could barely exist.
I'm running from your mouth and the hammer and fist.
Lead the way, I got a brain to resist and define.

All I know is I threw myself into the wind,
felt my body begin to curl.
Maybe in the next life
or maybe in another world...
It's impossible to figure out
'cos everything's subliminal.
Maybe in the next life,
I'll be a hero, not a criminal.

A new world on the tip of my tongue;
It doesn't break down or admit when it's wrong.
A day breaks and the cities divide.
My body just can't help feeling incomplete and unknown,
A new ghost in an old home, parallel and paralyzed.
And now that everything's a drag I'm no longer nervous, I don't feel no pain.
And when I die before my time, please say my body gave up before my mind.
Another city divides, parallel and paralyzed.

Past lives and other worlds.
When the sick sets through everyone and everything you knew,
you can't help feeling completely alone..
 
AAAAHH, you gonna take me home tonight?
AAAAHH, down beside that red firelight;
are you gonna let it all hang out?
Fat bottomed girls,
You make the rockin' world go round.

Hey
I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad,
But I knew love before I left my nursery,
Left alone with big fat Fanny,
She was such a naughty nanny!
Hey big woman you made a bad boy out of me!
Hey hey!

I've been singing with my band
Across the water, across the land,
I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way, hey
But their beauty and their style
Wear kind of smooth after a while.
Take me to them lardy ladies every time!

(C'mon)
Oh won't you take me home tonight?
Oh down beside your red firelight,
Oh and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round

Hey listen here,
Now I got mortgages on homes
I got stiffness in my bones
Ain't no beauty queens in this locality. (I tell ya!)
Oh, but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure.
Heap big woman you done made a big man of me!
Now get this!

AAAAAA, (i know),you gonna take me home tonight (please)
AAAAAA, down beside that red firelight
AAAAAA, you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
GET ON YOUR BIKES AND RIDE!

Oooh yeah oh yeah them fat bottomed girls
Fat bottomed girls
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
all right
ride 'em cowboy
Fat bottomed girls
Yes yes
 
I love this version of this song, i love it when John kicks in at the 'i rent a room etc' bit , music should be live mostly...:cool:


I am driving up 85 in the
kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
just stuck inside the gloom

Four more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
and leave it all behind

Cause I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life

Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?

I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
wood in places to make it feel like home
but all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
or just the stirring in my soul

Either way, I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life

Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?

So what, so I've got a smile on me
but it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down

Everybody is just a stranger but
that's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
still "Everything happens for a reason"
is no reason not to ask yourself

If your're living it right
Are you living it right?
Are you living it right?
Why, tell me why
Why, why Georgia why?
 
Over the rooftop sails Billy
A string tied to his underwear
Through cobbled stone streets a child races
And shouts "Billy, come down from there"

"My mother's calling" his voice whimpers
A string clutched in his tiny hand
Not till I've seen the sky's not lit up
In tears, child try and understand
Don't pull the string, Don't bring me down
Don't make me land

Plastic palace people
Sing silent songs, they dream too long
Their memories just stare
Plastic palace Alice
She steals her cards tomorrow deals
With deafening despair

Hurry, you've got to get in line
Your nose might start to shine
And sweat it out and dance about
The whole eternal life

A harvest of stars surrounds Billy
The night clings to his happy eyes
A sleeping town square beneath a fountain
A child murmurs a weary sigh
My mother weeps, And weaves her hair
With worries please, Come down from there

Plastic palace people
Through fields of clay and granite grey
They play without a sound
Plastic palace Alice
Blows gaping holes to store her fears
Inside her lovers head

Listen, they're laughing in the halls
They rip your face with lies
To buzzing eyes you cry for help
Like gods they bark replies

Over the rooftops burns Billy
Balloon sadly the string descends
Searching its way down through blue submarine air
The polka dot underwear
To meet the trees, In morning square
Just hanging there, Just hanging there
 
Uh thick cloud caught uh piper clubs tail
The match struck blue on uh railroad rail
The old puff horse was just pullin' thru
'n uh man wore uh peg leg forever
I'm on the bum where the hoboes run
The air breaks with filthy chatter
Oh I don't care there's no place there
I don't think it matters
My skin's blazin' thru
'n my clothes in tatters
'n the railroad looked
Like uh "Y" up the hill of ladders
Ohe shoe fell on the gravel
One stick poked down
Gray of age fell down on uh pair of ears
An eagle shined thru my hole watch pocket
Uh gingham girl baby girl
Passed me by in tears
Uh jack rabbit raised his folded ears
Uh beautiful sagebrush jack rabbit
'n an oriole sang like an orange
His breast full uh worms
'n his tail clawed the evenin' like uh hammer
His wings took t' air like uh bomber
'n my rain can caught me uh cup uh water
When I got into town
Odd jobs mam ah yer horse I'll fodder
I'm the round house man
I once was yer father
Uh little up the road uh wooden
Candy stripe barber pole
'n above it read uh sign "Painless Parker"
Lic-licorice twisted around under uh fly
'n uh youngster cocked 'er eye
God before me if I'm not crazy
Is my daughter
Come little one with yer little dimpled fingers
Gimme one 'n I'll buy you uh cherry phosphate
Take you down t' the foamin' brine 'n water
'n show you the wooden tits
On the Goddess with the pole out s'full sail
That tempted away yer peg legged father
I was shanghaied by uh high hat beaver moustache man
'n his pirate friend
I woke up in vomit 'n beer in uh banana bin
'n uh soft lass with brown skin
Bore me seven babies with snappin' black eyes
'n beautiful ebony skin
'n here it is I'm with you my daughter
Thirty years away can make uh seaman's eyes
Uh round house man's eyes flow out water
Salt water
 
I think I saw you in the shadows
I move in closer beneath your windows
Who would suspect me of this rapture?

And who but my black hearted love
And who but my black hearted love

When you call out my name in rapture
I volunteer my soul for murder
I wish this moment here forever

And you are my black hearted love
And you are my black hearted love
In the rain, in the evening I will come again

I'd like to take you;
I'd like to take you to a place I know
My black hearted
I'd like to take you;
I'd like to take you to a place I know
My black hearted
I'd like to take you;
I'd like to take you to a place I know
My black hearted
I'd like to take you;
I'd like to take you to a place I know
My black hearted
 
Put on that dress
I'm going out dancing
Starting off red
Clean and sparkling he'll see me
Music playing make it dreamy for dancing
Must be a way that i can dress to please him
It's hard to walk in the dress, it's not easy
I'm spilling over like a heavy loaded fruit tree

If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on

It's sad to see
Lonely all this lonely
Close up my eyes
Dreamy dreamy music make it be alright
Music play make it good for romacing
Must be a way I can dress to please him
Swing and sway everything'll alright
But it's feeling so damn tight tonight

If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on

"You purdy thang,"
My man says, "But I bought you beautiful dresses."

"You purdy thang,"
My man says, "But I bought you beautiful dresses."

Filthy tight, the dress is filthy
I'm falling flat and my arms are empty
Clear the way better get it out of this room
A falling woman in dancing costume

If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
If you put it on
 
(((a silver mount zion)))

They put angels in the electric chair,
The electric chair, the electric chair
Straight-up angels in the electric chair,
The electric chair, the electric chair

They put angels in the electric chair,
The electric chair, the electric chair
Straight-up angels in the electric chair,
The electric chair, the electric chair

And no one knew or no one cared
But burning stars lit up their hair,
And burning stars lit up their hair
And crawled to heaven on golden stairs...

And oh! how we to and fro,
To and fro, to and fro!
Oh! how we to and fro,
To and fro, to and fro!

Oh! how we to and fro,
To and fro, to and fro!
Oh! how we to and fro,
To and fro, to and fro!

This is our torched estates!
We're your sweet mistakes

And all them vulgar kings on their dirty thrones –
Who among us will avenge Ms. Nina Simone?
And all them vulgar kings on their dirty thrones –
Who among us will avenge Ms. Nina Simone?

There's fresh meat in the club tonight
God bless our dead marines
Someone had an accident above the burning trees
While somewhere distant peacefully
Our vulgar princes sleep
Dead kids don't get photographed
God bless our dead marines

The hungry and the hanged
The damaged and the done
Striving 'long this spinning rock
Tumbling past the sun
Get through this life without killing anyone
And consider yourself golden

Lost a friend to cocaine
Couple friends to smack
Troubled hearts map deserts
And they rarely do come back
Lost a friend to oceans
Lost a friend to hills
Lost a friend to suicide
Lost a friend to pills
Lost a friend to monsters
Lost a friend to shame
Lost a friend to marriage
Lost a friend to blame
Lost a friend to worry
And lost a friend to wealth
Lost a friend to stubborn pride
And then I lost myself

I love my dog and she loves me
The world's a mess and so are we
She tumbles long green, muddy fields
Sick with joy and glee
And then she dreams sweet puppy dreams
Whimpering gently

There's fresh meat in the club tonight
God bless our dead marines
Someone had an accident above the burning trees
While somewhere distant peacefully
Our vulgar princes sleep
Dead kids don't get photographed
God bless this century

When the world is sick
Can't no one be well,
But I dreamt we was all beautiful and strong...
 
Sisters and brothers,
We have surely lost our way.
In strip malls full of cancer,
And a pathetic rain.
And lover, sweet lover
Please don't discipline your hands.
Just kiss me in the morning,
In your dirtiest pants.

We will find our way.

We will find our way.

There is beauty in this land,
But i don't often see it.
There is beauty in this land,
But i don't often feel it.

Pimples are flowers,
Musicians are cowards!
Let's argue in the kitchen,
For hours and hours.
Tomorrow is a travesty,
Tomorrow should be ours.
Musicians are cowards
Musicians are cowards
Musicians are cowards
Musicians are cowards
Musicians are cowards
Musicians are cowards
Musicians are cowards
Musicians are cowards

The soldiers with their specialists
And the pigs with their guns cannot stop,
The lost ones and the desparate ones and the driven ones.

The soldiers with their cigarettes
And the pigs with their guns cannot stop,
The lonesome ones and the desparate ones and the smart ones.

So come on friends,
To the barricades again.

So come on friends,
To the barricades again.

So come on friends,
To the barricades again.

So come on friends,
To the barricades again.

We will find our way,
We will find our way.

"When we finally cross the barricades
With the angels on our side
When we finally deny all the populary loss
When we finally let doubt and worry die
How will it feel?"
 
Take a look at my girlfriend
Shes the only one I got
Not much of a girlfriend
Never seem to get a lot

Take a jumbo across the water
Like to see america
See the girls in california
Im hoping its going to come true
But theres not a lot I can do

Could we have kippers for breakfast
Mummy dear, mummy dear
They got to have em in texas
Cos everyones a millionaire

Im a winner, Im a sinner
Do you want my autograph
Im a loser, what a joker
Im playing my jokes upon you
While theres nothing better to do

Dont you look at my girlfriend
Shes the only one I got
Not much of a girlfriend
Never seem to get a lot

Take a jumbo cross the water
Like to see america
See the girls in california
Im hoping its going to come true
But theres not a lot I can do
 
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