B i o g r a p h y (by Gwyneth Doland and Tracy Terrill)
Bernadette's creative path reads like the back story to a mid-century Hollywood heroine: Ballerina, Beautician, Hell Kitten, Sultry Chanteuse. She spent her childhood in California where she studied classical dance with the renowned Los Angeles Ballet and American Ballet Theatre until an injury drove her love of drag and pageantry north east and underground. Coming of age amidst the gutter glam and jewel toned ink of New York's early 80's street punk scene the ballerina scraped by as a sometimes fetish model, makeup artist and clothing designer for the iconic clothing/shoe company Nana. In 1993 Bernadette Seacrest declared Albuquerque home and in 2001 made her musical debut with one of the hottest roots rockabilly bands in the Southwest, the Long Goners. Working closely with Pat Bova, the band's brilliant singer-songwriter, she belted out rebellious anthems in the style of Janis Martin and Wanda Jackson. They played out for two years, grabbing audiences by the collar and dragging them to their feet with performances that never failed to blow the lid off the ballroom. Bernadette, with the Long Goners, shared the stage with Hank Williams III, Jonathan Richman, Wayne “The Train” Hancock, The Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash, Rockin' Lloydd Tripp, Al Foul and the Shakes, Tom Walbank and Spo-dee-odee. 2003 found the burgeoning chanteuse ready to wrap her voice around the more complex musical terrain of jazz. She collaborated with acclaimed bassist and composer David Parlato for a year before forming a new band- Bernadette Seacrest and her Yes Men- with bass player/song writer extraordinaire Michael Grimes. The combo's first album “No More Music by the Suckers” was released in 2004 and features desire drenched jazz standards as well as original songs by Grimes and former band mate Bova. Swing City Magazine wrote that the album was “… not an attempt for a one time rockabilly kitten to break into the modern day jazz scene but an attempt to break the mold, an endeavor she unconsciously accomplishes.” Their second album, “Live in Santa Fe” was released in 2005 and magically captures the smoke filled room acoustics of a sold out live performance. Bernadette has toured extensively and played to packed audiences across the U.S. and France. She and her Yes Men have been featured on NPR and shared the stage with: Samarabalouf, Mat Firehair & the Imperators of Kool, El Senor Igor, Devil Doll and The Glenn Koster Trio. In 2006 Bernadette followed her heart to Atlanta where she is currently working on a new project, “Bernadette Seacrest and Her Provocateurs” with guitarist Charles Williams and bassist Kris Dale. The trio recently released an EP premiering several new songs, written by Williams, that infuse Ms Seacrest's signature dark vintage jazz sound with a deep south hue. The mood remains raw and sparse, allowing each musician's considerable talent to shine through. Bernadette and her boys are planning a tour this summer so stay tuned for dates and venues! “The whole affair resembles a hand-cranked big screen romance circa 1930s, in which our heroine-as was often the case during the era-beguiles her male counterpart with sleight of sexual innuendo, the blink of a carefully attended eye and an ever-so-slightly liquor-lubricated melody.”
No More Music By The Suckers
My Man ( Billie Holiday Cover ) It cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man It's my man Cold or wet Tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget With my man He's not much on looks He's no hero out of books But I love him Yes, I love him Two or three girls has he That he likes as well as me But I love him I don't know why I should He isn't true He beats me, too What can I do Oh, my man, I love him so He'll never know All my life is just a spare But I don't care When he takes me in his arms The world is bright All right What's the difference if I say I'll go away When I know I'll come back On my knees someday For whatever my man is I'm his forever more
Tango ( Michael Grimes ) Darkness falls and the wind dies down The city puts on it s twinkling crown The roses in the garden Whisper over to you Step into the evening light Despite your intuition A touch of madness, your thoughts disturbed Seeing clearly, you're out of sight Silently, you melt away Find you're way down towards the brink Something slipped into your drink Distorts the people, twists the shapes The rising moon begins to sink The sound of footsteps, the sound of drums Drives you past the restless slums Alley figures scurry through Watching eyes look over you But silently, you melt away Carnival rides spinning round Draws you in towards the sound Dancing devils, confusing forms Twist your feelings towards the ground Silently, you melt away
Cold In My Bed It's cold in my bed, oh it's cold in my bed I sent you on your way Cause you couldn't keep the faith And now it's cold in my bed Ain't no use in cryin' over spilt milk I took the trash out when I had to I know I was right but I'm lonely tonight And now it's cold in my bed I had me a phone with a party line One night I picked it up and caught you makin' time I know I was right but I'm lonely tonight And now it's cold in my bed It's cold in my bed, oh it's cold in my bed I sent you on your way Cause you couldn't keep the faith And now it's cold in my bed I sent you a packin' at the end of a gun You only had a dollar and I wished you luck I know I was right but I'm lonely tonight And now it's cold in my bed It's cold in my bed, oh it's cold in my bed I sent you on your way Cause you couldn't keep the faith And now it's cold in my bed Lullaby ( Michael Grimes ) Breeze in the window Blows the night in from day The clock on the wall Ticks the moments away And the muffled TV talking Away down the hall Sends a shiver of quiet That's felt by us all The storm that approaches The wind and the rain Will scream out a song Then whisper again Of terrors and tragedy The night never knew But inside you know It talks about you Breeze in the window Blows the night in from day The clock on the wall Ticks the moments away The raggedy doll Sits on threadbare sheets Sings his sinister lullaby To put you to sleep Dream a Little Dream of Me ( Wayne King and his Orchestra Cover ) Stars shining bright above you Night breezes seem to whisper "i love you" Birds singin' in the sycamore trees Dream a little dream of me Say nighty-night and kiss me Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me While I'm alone and blue as can be Dream a little dream of me Stars fading but I linger on dear Still craving your kiss I'm longin' to linger till dawn dear Just saying this Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you But in your dreams whatever they be Dream a little dream of me Say nighty-night and kiss me Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me While I'm alone and blue as can be Dream a little dream of me Dream a little dream of me Dream a little dream of me
Her Tears Break My Heart You left her for me I stole you so easily I showed you my charms You ran to my arms I thought it was meant to be She cries for you all night long Her pain I have caught I took you away But now I've got to pay Her tears break my heart It's wrong for you to treat me right What about the one you left behind You grow tired of me, alone I will be It's wrong for you to treat me right Why was I so vain The gossips all speak my name I thought I was strong to take what I want I have nothing left but my shame It's wrong for you to treat me right What about the one you left behind You grow tired of me, alone I will be It's wrong for you to treat me right It's wrong It's wrong It's wrong for you to treat me right
*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one *** So cruel
( Michael Grimes ) You're so cruel You're evil hearted You're mean inside Don't want to stop what you started Can't think of no one else But your lonesome self You're so cruel It's been awile Since they made you cry It's been a long long while Don't you wonder why You're still so unkind Do you think that we all are blind You're so cruel It's been awile Since they made you cry It's been a long long while Don't you wonder why You're still so unkind Do you think that we all are blind You're so cruel You're still so unkind Do you think that we all are blind You're so cruel
Ain't Misbehaving ( Louis Armstrong Cover ) No one to talk with All by myself No one to walk with But I'm happy on the shelf Ain't misbehavin' I'm savin' all my love for you I know for certain The one I love I'm through with flirtin' It's just you I'm thinkin' of Ain't misbehavin' Savin' all my love for you Like Jack Horner In the corner Don't go nowhere What do I care Your kisses are worth waitin' for Believe me I don't stay out late Don't care to go I'm home about eight Just me and my radio Ain't misbehavin' Savin' my love for you Like Jack Horner In the corner Don't go nowhere What do I care Your kisses are worth waitin' for Believe me I don't go out late Don't care to go I'm home about eight Just me and my radio Ain't misbehavin' Savin' my love for you
Body And Soul ( Johnny W. Green/Edward Heyman/Robert Sour/Frank Eyton ) My days have grown so lonely For you I cry For you dear only Why haven't you seen it I'm all for you body and soul I spend my days in longing I'm wondering why it's me you're wronging I tell you, I mean it I'm all for you body and soul I can't believe it It's hard to conceive it That you'd throw away romance Are you pretending This looks like the ending Unless I can have one more chance to prove dear My life a hell you're making You know I'm yours For just the taking I'm gladly surrender Myself to you body and soul What lies before me A future that's stormy A winter that's gray and cold Unless there's magic The end will be tragic And echo a tale that's been told so often My life revolves about you What earthly good am I without you Oh I tell you I mean it I'm all for you Body and soul
*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one *** Sweet Salvation ( Michael Grimes ) Bottles of liquor and these smoky bars Lifelong companions when seen from afar Cigarette cherry, my lone guiding star Shining light on my salvation Shining light on my salvation Signs in the window flicker and start The diligent barkeep is playing his part The sweet smell of bourbon, so dear to my heart Shows the way to my salvation Shows the way to my salvation Liquor and cigarettes, desires and dreams Brings light to the troubled, forgives and redeems More often than not, it s not as bad as it seems When I'm here with my salvation Liquor and cigarettes, desires and dreams Brings light to the troubled, forgives and redeems More often than not, it s not as bad as it seems When I'm here with my salvation Chairs on the tables, sweep up the floor Piano sits silent, entertaining no more The kitchen's been closed, the cook's out the door On the road to sweet salvation On the road to sweet salvation On the road to sweet salvation On the road... Strange Fruit ( Billie Holiday Cover ) Southern trees bear strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh Then the sudden smell of burning flesh Here is fruit for the crows to pluck For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop Here is a strange and bitter crop
Live in Person
Summertime ( George Gershwin Cover ) Summertime And the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Oh your daddy's rich And your Ma' is good lookin' So hush little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're going to rise up singing You'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But till that morning There's a'nothing can harm you With daddy and mummy standing by With daddy and mummy standing by
Nobody's Cryin' (Pat Bova) I'm fightin' my tears, tooth and nail Perched on this stool, all by myself The love I lost is not even cold Why can't a woman be left all alone Cause nobody here's cryin' I don't mean to sound unkind But save your sympathy For someone who's in need Cause nobody here's cryin' You bring me a drink with a smile in your eye Pull up a stool but that's all it buys I'm afraid I'm not gonna be good company But try if you like you're not leavin' here with me Cause nobody here's cryin' I don't mean to sound unkind But save your sympathy For someone who's in need Cause nobody here's cryin' You ask me if you could be any help I'm wounded and cornered you better watch yourself I fell so hard the last time around A few more drinks and I'm probably gonna drown Cause nobody here's cryin' I don't mean to sound unkind But save your sympathy For someone who's in need Cause nobody here's cryin'
So Cruel
Early in the Morning (Pat Bova) It was early in the morning When you walked out the door You said you didn't want my trouble any more What happened that day to make you feel this way What made you leave me behind I'm standing all alone in the middle of the yard I watched your taillights fade it's still a little dark I changed my life for you what more could I do What made you leave me behind What made you leave me behind Living without you the bills are pilled high I burned up all your pictures and I won't let myself cry What did I do wrong were you hungry for a blonde What made you leave me behind I've taken up drinkin' and smokin' cigarettes It ain't so good for me but it helps me to forget The passing of time still don't make it right What made you leave me behind What made you leave me behind What made you leave me behind
Temptation (M. Grimes) Lord give me strength, I'm caught in this spell A fly in the web once again Running in circles, turned all around Just like I've always been The hook's sunk in Of my familiar sin There's nothing new Lead me not into Temptation I've sampled the sweetness, savoured the taste I left without closing the door I've choked on my failures, keep bringing me back It always cuts to the core The hook's sunk in Of my familiar sin There's nothing new Lead me not into Temptation Lord give me strength, I'm caught in this spell It seems like I'm hardly aware Running in circles, turned all around Lord please hear my prayer The hook's sunk in Of my familiar sin There's nothing new Lead me not into...
Tango
( Michael Grimes ) Darkness falls and the wind dies down The city puts on it s twinkling crown The roses in the garden Whisper over to you Step into the evening light Despite your intuition A touch of madness, your thoughts disturbed Seeing clearly, you're out of sight Silently, you melt away Find you're way down towards the brink Something slipped into your drink Distorts the people, twists the shapes The rising moon begins to sink The sound of footsteps, the sound of drums Drives you past the restless slums Alley figures scurry through Watching eyes look over you But silently, you melt away Carnival rides spinning round Draws you in towards the sound Dancing devils, confusing forms Twist your feelings towards the ground Silently, you melt away
Money
( Michael Grimes ) In a room in the back Is the hand of a man He can get what you need He does it fast as he can When you step on the street And you got what you came for You got to scare up the money Because you'll always need more Demons and devils and a hundred dollar bill Ride the rail to the scale, but you never get your fill You never saw it coming till the knock on your door When the devil comes in to even the score I heard they're looking for you Overheard what they said If you don't get the money You'll be walking round dead Demons and devils and a hundred dollar bill Ride the rail to the scale, but you never get your fill You never saw it coming till the knock on your door When the devil comes in to even the score Demons and devils and a hundred dollar bill Ride the rail to the scale, but you never get your fill You never saw it coming till the knock on your door When the devil comes in to even the score In a room in the back Is the hand of the man With his finger on the trigger It goes according to plan...
When The Sun Comes When the sun comes, will you go When the sun comes, will you go Should I say goodbye now Have a feeling somehow When the morning comes, you'll be gone Last night it was just one of those things The briefly little moment strengthens me I know it was foolish even dangerous Could it be long or was it just lost I met you at a party for a friend of the friend Barely knew your name before we kissed I know it's foolish even dangerous Could it be long or was it just lost It's 2 a.m. and we're around up here You made me so happy and shed some tears Am I a fool or do you feel the same I'd like to think that is meant to be When the sun comes, will you go When the sun comes, will you go Should I say goodbye now Have a feeling somehow When the morning comes, you'll be gone At dark, I stare at you sleep in there Gladly I touch your curly black hair Expect no promises, expect no lies What will come when you open your eyes When the sun comes, will you go When the sun comes, will you go Should I say goodbye now Have a feeling somehow When the morning comes, you'll be gone
*** Thanx a lot to Jose for this one ***
Fever ( Little Willie John Cover ) Never know how much I love you never know how much I care When you put your arms around me I get a fever that's so hard to bear You give me fever When you kiss me Fever when you hold me tight Fever I'm on fire Daddy won't you treat me right Romeo love Juliet Juliet she felt the same When he put his arms around her He said "Julie baby you're my flame" You give me fever With your kisses Fever, if you really care Fever .... Daddy, won't you treat him right Everybody's got the Fever That is something you all know Fever isn't such a new thing Fever started long ago Captain Smith and Pocahontas Had a very mad affair When her daddy tried to kill him She said "daddy oh don't you dare" He gives me fever With his kisses Fever when he holds me tight Fever, I'm his Mrs. Daddy, won't you treat him right Now you've listened to my story Here's the point that I have made Chicks were born to give you Fever Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade They give you fever When you kiss'em Fever if you live and learn Fever, I'm on fire But what a lovely way to burn What a lovely way to burn What a lovely way to burn
Wrong turn I changed my mind about who you are What you are doing, it's gone too far You took a wrong turn a ways down the road All alone with that heavy load Seems you got lost somewhere down the line I don't see why you're dragging rest of us behind You took a wrong turn a ways down the road All alone with that heavy load Don't wanna set down your burden Can't get you to come in from the cold Now you can see you're losing my sympathy Facing the day but your friends walk away Can't seem to stop keep it under control Can't hold it together it's taking it's toll You took a wrong turn a ways down the road All alone with that heavy load
Man's ruin She devil sits in a whiskey glass Tells you to hold but you know you should pass Lady Luck is moving in stops and starts You hung all your hopes on the queen of hearts Burn one for luck drink one for health Watch the drama of money sing a love song of wealth Forgotten the words but remember the tune It always comes callin' it always comes callin' It's man's ruin Out for a smoke in for drink When lips touch the bottle your soul starts to sink Close off in motion keep it out of your eyes So the demons can't see what you're thinking inside Effecting the cool maintaining your guard It's 2 bills a piece just to look at the cards The dealer is twitchy it's gotta break soon It always comes calling it always comes callin' It's man's ruin Down to the church plead your case to the man To ask for forgiveness do all you can But no quarter was given so you play one more roll Double or nothin' on the fate of your soul Rain
( Michael Grimes ) Rain on the rooftop and a sad afternoon Quiets the trees with its sound As the rain washes clean, the feelings unseen And quenches the root underground It collects in the gutters, they're choked with debris From last year's season of change Flows down the spout like a river of doubt That's so long been polluting the veins Coffee and newsprint and afternoon rains Always makes me think of you But here we are now, with no idea how To return to the way we knew The weight pulls it down and the histories drown In the ocean of lies and deceit Now the rain's overflow, leaves us nowhere to go And the memories run out in the street
The Filthy South Sessions
( Lyrics by Charles Williams )
The Tango Below I've been hard on you baby and I know it The hours have been long and unrewarded I've had you on your knees and I enjoyed it Let me give a little more than too much The others say I've got a special touch You look delicious baby and that's a compliment You've been patient with me And I'd like to thank you I know you expected more in return Than laurel leaves Our touch is the fire that burns you A kiss of my glove There's no master here We're all prisoners of the tango below You can tell me if it hurts too much But I like it when you make a fuss And I'd like it even better If you'd tell me what you're in it for Are your motives more pure than mine? Are you here, or just here to pass the time? We can talk about it later First let me tie this a little tighter I have a window that faces south to Argentina At night the sounds of the city blow my way I hear the songs the gauchos are singing In the morning the women cry for more There's no master here We're all prisoners of the tango below Perhaps we met once in Buenos Aries I caught your eye in the crowd You looked so proud Nobody else needs to know We were born for the tango below We could make it easy on ourselves If we danced with somebody else But like two moths to a flame - we'd tango again and again If you wish, I could break these chains And put an end to this pain If we stay any longer We'll dance like this forever Your eyes are telling me this is what you came here for Your lips are asking for more and more Tonight we'll dance by the light of your burning body…. Is guilt the price we'll pay for being selfish Well I've been too busy with my pleasure to give it much thought I can hear the music in Buenos Aires There's always room for two more There's no master here We're all prisoners of the tango below Blue Rendezvous Did you think I forgot Or got lost on the way Did you think I'd sleep through Our Blue Rendezvous Like a leaf from a tree I fall toward you I've been falling foreve Into this Blue Rendezvous And should I confess To the half truths and lies That I may have offered As part of my disguise Well I've no where to go But I'm long overdue And I tumble like dice Into this blue rendezvous Pass the tourniquet I called your mama She's such good folk She said now honey You just call whenever you want I love my boy He's my precious thing But I know sometimes he do Sometimes he don't What you see is what you get Pass the tourniquet I said now mama I saw your boy I caught him pass me by Just down the street I said baby, where you been I haven't seen you in my bed for a week He said what you see is what you get Pass the tourniquet That's what I say (That's what you say) I ain't lying (She ain't lying) That's what I saw Around a quarter 'til nine Sometimes it's too much (It's too much) For a girl to bear (For a girl to bear) When you can't find your baby nohow nowhere What you see is what you get Pass the tourniquet I thought of all those times When I was there, remember When you needed me, I was there Don't start with tthat stuff "Baby I'm so sorry" I'm on the first train to anywhere What you see is what you get Pass the tourniquet What you see is what you get Pass the tourniquet The rain has stayed away The rain has stayed away The rain has stayed away I thought it would pour When you walked through my door But the rain has stayed away It gets dryer by the hour it seems It gets dryer by the hour it seems If it don't rain soon Then I don't know what I'll do It gets dryer by the hour it seems I think about my lover at night The way he'd look at me I think about the last time we spoke Everything he said still echoes in my head I'm leaving here at first light tomorrow I'm leaving here at first light tomorrow This once was my home but I can't live here alone I'm leaving here tomorrow Empty Streets It's quiet on these city streets No sound of traffic now It's silent on these empty streets I love you, but put down the gun… I'll drink one last drink And smoke one last smoke We could talk into the night I love you, daddy, but put down the gun It's quiet on these city streets No sound of traffic now It's silent on these empty streets I love you, daddy, but put down the gun… Where Does It Hurt I'm not what you'd call sentimental I throw the past out with the trash Old magazines make me feel like gangrene I say let's cut and start from scratch I drive a Buick like g-d intended It smokes but man is it fast I speak Chinese and say pretty please To the barkeep who thinks I'm white trash Tell me where does it hurt I'm still dancing for quarters somewhere north of the border I'm tempted to convert But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say Where does it hurt I'm not what you'd call nostalgic I'm more likely to forgive and forget But once in a while I stumble down the aisle And kneel at the Altar of Regret You're the One I remember So I'll whisper your name again With a Time and a Place when we both had a Taste For the Gifts we came to exchange Tell me where does it hurt I'm still dancing for quarters down the Mexican border I'm tempted to convert But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say Tell me where does it hurt I'm still dancing for quarters down south of the border I'm tempted to convert But then I open my eyes and hear a voice say Where does it hurt Death Letter in the Mail You can feel it coming from a mile away Like an elephant crashing through the trees And you don't know whether to run or hide So you wait trembling on your knees Just trembling on your knees You worry that it's going to find you So you nail all the windows shut You even plugged the hole in the tub And pray to sweet Jesus for good luck Just praying to sweet Jesus for good luck It's coming, sure as morning Sure as the twilight fails And there's nothing to do but wait and pray The Death letter's in the mail Did you change the locks since yesterday? Might as well do it again to be sure Maybe make a sacrifice, do it twice You can't be too pure You sure can't be too pure You start wearing gloves like a doctor Washing your hands all the time Watching the sky like a holy man Looking for a sign You're just looking for a sign 'Cause it's coming, sure as morning Sure as a bloodhound on the trail And there's nothing to do but wait and pray The Death letter's in the mail G-d's Been Drinking Amazing Grace How sweet the sound Who saved a wretch like me I once was lost but now am found Was blind, but now I see There's a man, lives down the hall He's kinda quiet, don't talk much at all They say he's got a Son, that hit it big Mostly he just bums my cigs And when I heard an Angel sing I start to thinking What would happen if G-d started drinking? You hear stories, people talk Like, “He'd lost His temper and smashed up a china shop” Or “someone went missing, could've been His best friend,” He'd just laugh about it Make a joke about Original Sin” But when the locusts start flying I start to thinking What would happen if G-d started drinking I watched him one day as he stepped on a bug He muttered something like, 'Dust to Dust' “Sweet Jeezus,” I said, “that sounds mighty cold.” He say, “stick with me, and you'll never grow old” That's when the Bushes started Burning I start to thinking What would happen if G-d started? One morning he started shaking something awful I knew right away he had climbed into the bottle I said, “Hey man let me get you some help” He say, “Trust me on this, you got to save yourself” That's when I saw the Flood a' coming And I start to run When G-d's been drinking, He ain't much fun I say, “When's G-d's been drinking, He ain't much fun…”. Babylon You can have it your way if you want it You can have it all, it means nothing to me All the noise, the insults, and the rest of it To my left Babylon To my right the violins I took an oath not to let it get inside me I worked so hard to keep it all away Your promise came across like a rumor To my left Babylon To my right the violins Did I tell you what I told all the others? Your uniform looks different in this light You cried for mercy But I was looking for forgiveness You said “be kind, be kind” But I didn't have the time Do it one more time in the name of beauty Do it one more time for the sake of sin Do it one more time we're feeling empty You take Babylon I'll take the violins Did I tell you what I told all the others? Your uniform looks different in this light You cried for mercy But I was looking for forgiveness You said “be kind, be kind” I didn't have the time Do it one more time in the name of beauty Do it one more time for the sake of sin Do it one more time we're feeling empty You take Babylon I'll take the violins You take Babylon I'll take the violins You take Babylon I'll take the violins Who's buying There's nothing wrong with me That a drink wouldn't fix A shot of Royal Crown or two But I've been down that road before And I always seem to want more I guess I'll have a double shot of truth There's nothing up my sleeve But an old tattoo And I don't play the ponies The way I used to do What you see is what you get But before I forget I need a drink, who's buying I'll take a double shot of the truth I need a drink, who's buying I'll take a double shot of the truth Let's have a toast To all our old friends Let's raise our glass Here's to better days They say the truth will set you free But that's cold comfort when you're in need I need a drink, who's buying I'll take a double shot of the truth I need a drink, who's buying I'll take a double shot of the truth Set me up I need a drink Trashcan Lens Zero walked in after twelve o'clock He said, “who's dealing? I'm double parked” And if he's drinking diesel out of a dixie cup You've got nowhere to go from here but up The world is just one big Game of Craps Everyone's bluffing, ain't got no cash And if you fold you gotta face the facts You got nowhere to go from here but up Someone's always be talking about you Someone's always trying to close a deal And someone's always gonna have one hand in your pocket While others are tryin' to cop a feel It's four in the mornin' when the game wears thin The world looks different through a trashcan lens If you're out of focus and out of luck There's nowhere to go from here but up You got nowhere to go but up Cabbagetown Girl We open early and close when we're tired We serve up Sorrow with a sandwich on the side No one says Grace like at the Earl I'm a Cabbagetown Girl, I work nights at the End of the World People drift in and stay for years They grow old and fat on our hash and tears But don't even ask for your money back Just a Cabbagetown Girl working nights at the End of the World Don't ask my name I've forgotten It feels like D-Day Smoke 'em if you got 'em Every Tuesday the first one's free It's the next one that'll make you bleed You'll turn white then fade away I'm a Cabbagetown Girl working nights at the End of the World We're open late and when we close the grill Our regulars start to fire at will If you're thinking haute cuisine I ain't your girl I'm from Cabbagetown I work nights at the end of the world The menu's faded and hard to read But that don't matter it's too dark to see Too late to leave your flag's still furled Anyway we're celebrating here at the End of the World It's like a graveyard you rent by the hour And every table comes with dead flowers Just deserts are our specialty It's getting late here at the End of the World Don't ask my name I've forgotten It feels like D-Day Smoke 'em if you got 'em 'Cause it's last call, it's time to quit It's Closing Time or just feels like it We'll give last call one more try Just another night, here at the End of the World Here we go, it's the End of the World
Lust and Madness
Bang Bang (C. Isnard) I'll trade you my heart for your heart baby Give you all my kisses to boot I'll trade you my heart for your heart baby Give you all my kisses to boot If you feel you'd like to make a deal Cock your pistol and rooty-toot-toot Bang bang Bang-bang-bangedy-bang-bang Bang-bang-bang Bangedy-bang I'll trade you my lips for your lips baby Give you all my huggin' to boot I'll trade you my lips for your lips baby Give you all my huggin' to boot So if you feel you'd like to make a deal Cock your pistol and rooty-toot-toot In the real world did you copy and paste too? Bang-bang-bangedy-bang-bang Bang-bang-bang-bang Bangedy-bang Bang-bang-bang Bang-bangedy-bang I'll trade you my love for your love baby All my devotion to boot I'll trade you my love for your love baby All my devotion to boot So if you feel you'd like to make a deal Cock your pistol and rooty-toot-toot Bang bang Bang-bang-bang-bang-bangedy-bang Bang-bang-bang Bangedy-bang...
Witchcraft/Love Me Tender (Frank Sinatra/Elvis Presley)
You're ready Sing it mama Love me tender Love me sweet Never let me go You have made my life complete And I love you so In the real world did you copy and paste too? Those fingers in my hair That sly come-hither stare That strips my conscience bare It's witchcraft Love me tender Love me true All my dreams fulfilled For my darling I love you And I always will It's such an ancient pitch But one I'd never switch 'Cause there's no nicer witch than you For my darling I love you And I always will For my darling I love you And I always will
Hurt (Trent Reznor) I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything In the real world did you copy and paste too? What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end You could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair Beneath the stain of time The feelings disappears You are someone else I am still right here What have I become My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way
Don't fuck around with love (The Blenders)
Well, take a little advice from me Play around with TNT But baby, don't fuck around with love In the real world did you copy and paste too? Play around with a hungry bear Grab a tiger by the hair But baby, don't fuck around with love Never toy with emotions Unless you enjoy big explosions When you say the words "I love you" Make sure each word is true And baby, don't fuck around with love Never toy with emotions Unless you enjoy big explosions When you say the words "I love you" Make sure each word is true And baby, don't fuck around with love I said, baby, don't fuck around with love
Lotus Blossom (Music: Arthur Johnston / Lyrics: Sam Coslow) Soothe me with your caress Sweet lotus blossom, lotus blossom Help me in my distress Sweet lotus blossom, please do For you alone can bring my lover back to me Even though I know it's just a fantasy And then knock me clear out Sweet lotus blossom, please do In the real world did you copy and paste too? Soothe me with your caress Sweet lotus blossom, lotus blossom Help me in my distress Sweet lotus blossom, please do For you alone can bring my lover back to me Even though I know it's just a fantasy And then knock me clear out Sweet lotus blossom, please do
Tiptoe Through The Tulips (Written by Al Dubin, Joe Burke) Tiptoe through the window By the window, that is where I'll be Come tiptoe through the tulips with me Oh, tiptoe from the garden By the garden of the willow tree And tiptoe through the tulips with me In the real world did you copy and paste too? Knee deep in flowers we'll stray We'll keep the showers away And if I kiss you in the garden In the moonlight Will you pardon me And tiptoe through the tulips with me Knee deep in flowers we'll stray We'll keep the showers away And if I kiss you in the garden In the moonlight Will you pardon me And tiptoe through the tulips with me
Sermonette (Written by Julian Adderley; Jon Hendricks) I heard me a sermonette Have you heard it yet With that soulful message That you won't soon forget It tells about real true love People lost sight of Through their sinful livin' And scornin' heaven above In the real world did you copy and paste too? It tells you to love one another To feel that each man's your brother Live right, 'cause you know That you reap what you sow And so to have no regrets And to find what you're missin' Bow your head and listen To this sermonette It tells you to love one another To feel that each man's your brother Live right, 'cause you know That you reap just what you sow So to have no regrets And to find what you're missin' Bow your head and listen To this sermonette Bow your head and listen To this sermonette