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Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards (CD1)

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Lie To Me

You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
Lie to me baby
Lie to me baby, move on

You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
Lie to me baby, move on

I know you got another jockey at home
Let me be your rider till your real man comes
Whip me baby, lie like a dog
I really don't care if you do

You got to
You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
Lie to me baby, move on

You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
Lie to me baby, move on

I know you got yourself a skinny ol' man
Let me be your baby, I know that I can
Slap me baby, give me all of your grief
I have no use for the truth

You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
Lie to me baby, move on
Alright

I know you got another jockey at home
Let me be your rider till your real man comes
Whip me baby, lie like a dog
Never stop telling me lies

You got to lie to me baby
Lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
Lie to me baby, move on

You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
You got to lie to me baby
Lie to me baby, move on
Lie to me baby, move on

Lowdown

She's a crooked sheriff in a real straight town
She openend the door, shake shake shake the lights go down
Clover honey and the Jimson Weed
Red leather skirt way up above her knees
Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown

She's a gone lost dirt road
There ain't no way back I been told
Well she's a story they all tell
She's a rebel, she's a yell
Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown

White heat in a cold rain
I'm a mergin here in your mergin lane
Jockey La Fayette, Big Eyed Al

The second hand moon's shining for my gal
She's a big red flag in a mean bullpen
She'll steal it from you, sell it right back to you again
Well, she's a wild rose, she's not settled
Cold gun of ice blue metal,
Oh, my baby's lowdown

White heat in a cold rain
I'm a mergin here in your mergin lane
Jockey La Fayette, Big Eyed Al

She's a cheap motel with a burned out sign
She'll take care of you definitely every time
She got a stolen check book and legs up to there
Singing into a hairbrush, right in front of the mirror
Oh yeah, my baby's lowdown

2:19

I lost everything I had in the ’29 flood
The barn was buried ‘neath a mile of mud
Now, I’ve got nothing but the whistle and the steam
My baby leaving town on the 2:19

Now there’s a fellow that’s preaching ‘bout hell and damnation
Bouncing off the walls in the Grand Central Station
I treated her bad, I treated her mean
My baby leaving town on the 2:19

I said: hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
Hey, hey, I will remember you
Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
My baby leaving town on the 2:19

Now I’ve always been puzzled by the yin and the yang
It’ll come out in the wash, but it always leaves a stain
Sturm and Drang, the luster and the sheen
My baby leaving town on the 2:19

Lost the baby with the water, and the preacher stole the bride
Sent her out for a bottle, but when she came back inside
She didn’t have my whiskey, she didn’t have my gin
With a hat full of feathers and a wicked grin

Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
Hey, hey, I will remember you
Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

On the train you get smaller, as you get farther away
The roar covers everything you wanted to say
Was that a raindrop in the corner of your eye
Were you drying your nails or waving goodbye

I said: hey, hey, I will remember you
Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
Hey, hey, I will remember you
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

I said: Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
Hey, hey, I will remember you
Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

I said: Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
Hey, hey, I will remember you
Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19
I said: Hey.

Fish In The Jailhouse

Peoria Johnson told Dudlow Joe
I can break out of any old jail, you know
The bars are iron, the walls are stone
All I need me is an old fish bone

They're serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
Oh boy
They’re serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
They’re serving fish in the jailhouse tonight

Corbina, opaleye, hammerhead shark
Steelhead salmon or a mud bank carp
Sand me one side dull, whittle the other side sharp
By Saturday night I’ll be in Central Park

They're serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
Oh boy
They’re serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
They’re serving fish in the jailhouse tonight

Ask Little Son Jackson, on the 44 Kid
Or Whitfield Faraday, what I did
From Yazoo city up to Rollin Fork
From Natchez to Kinosha, from New Dime to New York

They're serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
Oh boy
They’re serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
They’re serving fish in the jailhouse tonight

Gimme a nice totuava or a chicken of the sea
I'm gonna fashion me a fishbone skeleton key
Tell Skullion Childs I won't be late
You can bet your freedom, I'm gonna clean my plate

Fish in the jailhouse tonight
They’re serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
They’re serving fish in the jailhouse
Fish in the jailhouse tonight
Serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
Serving fish in the jailhouse tonight
All right.

Bottom Of The World

My daddy told me, lookin' back
The best friend you'll have is a railroad track
So when I was 13 said, I'm rollin' my own,
And I'm leavin' Missouri and I'm never comin' home

And I'm lost, and I'm lost
I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Satchel Puddin' and Lord God Mose
Sitting by the fire with a busted nose
That fresh egg yeller is too damn rare
But the white part is perfect for slickin' down your hair

And I'm lost, and I'm lost
I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Blackjack Ruby and Nimrod Cain
The moon's the color of a coffee stain
Jesse Frank and Birdy Joe Hoaks
But who is the king of all these folks

And I'm lost, and I'm lost
I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Well I dined last night with Scarface Ron
On telapia fish cakes and fried black swan
Razorweed onion and peacock squirell
And I dreamed all night about a beautiful girl

And I'm lost, and I'm lost
I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Well, god's green hair is where I slept last
He balanced a diamond on a blade of grass
Now I woke me up with a cardinal bird
And when I wanna talk he hangs on every word

And I'm lost, and I'm lost
I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Lucinda

Well, they call me William the Pleaser
I sold opium, fireworks and lead
Now I'm telling my troubles to strangers
when the shadows get long I'll be dead

Now, her hair was as black as a bucket of tar
her skin as white as a cuttlefish bone
I left Texas to follow Lucinda
Now I'll never see heaven or home

I made a wish on a sliver of moonlight
A sly grin and a bowl full of stars
Like a kid who captures a firefly
and leaves it only to die in the jar

As I kick at the clouds at my hanging
As I swing out over the crowd
I will search every face for Lucinda's
And she will go off with me down to hell

I thought I'd broke loose of Lucinda
The rain returned and so did the wind
I cast this burden on the god that's within me
and I'll leave this old world and go free

The devil dances inside empty pockets
but she never wanted money or pearls
No, that wasn't enough for Lucinda
She wasn't that kind of girl

Now I've fallen from grace for Lucinda
Whoever thought that hell be'd so low
I did well for an old tin can sailor
but she wanted the bell in my soul

I've spoken the god on the mountain
And I've swam in the Irish sea
I ate fire and drank from the Ganges
and I'll beg there for mercy for me

I thought I'd broke loose from Lucinda
the rain returned and so did the wind
I was standing outside the Whitehorse
Oh but I was afraid to go in

I heard someone pull the trigger
her breasts heaved in the moonlight again
There was a smear of gold in the window
and then I was the jewel of her sin

They call me William the Pleaser
I sold opium, fireworks and lead
Now I'm telling my troubles to strangers
when the shadows get long I'll be dead

Now her hair was a black as a bucket of tar
Skin as white as a cuttlefish bone
I left Texas to follow Lucinda
I know I'll never see heaven or home
I know I'll never see heaven or home
I know I'll never see heaven or home

Ain't Goin' Down To The Well

Ain't goin' down
Ain't goin' down
Mamma to the well, mamma to the well, mamma to the well,
mamma to the well, no more
Ain't goin' down
Ain't goin' down
Mamma to the well, mamma to the well, mamma to the well,
Mamma to the well, no more
Ain't goin' down

I'm a true believer, I'm a true believer, believer
Ain't goin' down
Ain't goin' down
Mamma to the well, mamma to the well, mamma to the well,
Mamma to the well, no more
Ain't goin' down
Ain't goin' down

If I ever get able, if I ever get able, able, to pay this debt I owe
Ain't goin' down
I ain't goin' down
Mamma to the well, mamma to the well,
Mamma to the well, no more
Ain't goin' down
Mamma to the well, mamma to the well, mamma to the well, mamma to the well,
Mamma to the well, no more
Ain't goin' down
Ain't goin' down
Ain't goin' down
Ain't goin' down

Lord I've Been Changed

Oh I, know I've been changed
And I know I've been changed
I know I've been changed
Angels in heaven done sign my name
Angels in heaven done sign my name

Well, I know I got religion,
Lord knows I'm not ashamed
Well, a holy ghost is my witness
and the angels done sign my name

Oh, I said: I know I've been changed
And I know I've been changed, yeah
Know I've been changed
Angels in heaven done sign my name
Angels in heaven done sign my name

Lord knows I've been converted
Lord knows I've been redeemed
Well, you can wake me up in the midnight hour
I'm gonna tell ya just a what I seen

I said: I know I've been changed
And I know I've been changed, yeah
Know I've been changed
Angels in heaven done sign my name
Angels in heaven done sign my name
Angels in heaven done sign my name
Angels in heaven done sign my name

Putting On The Dog

You gotta stomp, whistle and scream
You gotta wake right up in your dreams
You gotta jump, whittle and drive
And keep that feelin’ alive
You gotta kick, holler and shout
I’m gonna tell you what it’s all about
You gotta tell me that you love me
Tell me that you’re mine
We’re puttin’ on the dog tonight
We’re puttin’ on the dog tonight

We’ll be p-puttin’ on the dog tonight
Puttin’ on, puttin’ on the dog tonight
We’ll be puttin’ on the dog tonight
Well, we’ll be puttin’ on the dog tonight
Puttin’ on the dog
Puttin’ on the dog

We’ll flip, follow and fly
Just do it now and don’t ask why
You gotta strut, wiggle and slide
Let everyone know that you’re alive
You gotta crank, gallop and twist
Do it once, you’ll never resist
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you’re mine
We’re puttin’ on the dog tonight, yeah
Puttin’ on the dog tonight, all right

Well, we could go into a zuki jump
It’s rainin’, it pours
Big ol' Lincoln with the suicide doors
Tip that bottle from the brim to the dregs
You ain’t dancin’ till you cross your legs
Puttin’ on the dog tonight
We’ll be puttin’ on the dog tonight
We’ll be puttin’ on the dog tonight
Puttin’ on the dog tonight
Puttin’ on the dog
I’ll be p-puttin’ on the dog
Puttin’ on the dog
Puttin’ on the dog
Puttin’ on the dog
Puttin’ on the dog

Road To Peace

Young Abdel Madi Shabneh was only 18 years old
The youngest of 9 children, he'd never spent a nite away from home
And his mother held his photograph, up in the New York Times
You see the killing has intensified, along the road to peace

A tall thin boy with a whispy moustache, disguised as an Orthodox Jew
On a crowded bus in Jerusalem, some had survived World War II
And the thunderous explosion blew out windows, 200 yards away
More retribution and 17 dead, along the road to peace

Now at King George Avenue and Jaffa Road, passengers boarded bus 14A
In the aisle next to the driver Abdel Madi Shabneh
And the last thing that he said on earth was "God is great and god is good"
And he blew them all to kingdom come, upon the road to peace

Now in response to this, another kiss of death was visited upon
Yashir Tehah, Israel said is an Hamas Senior militant
Israel sent 4 choppers in, flames engulfed his white Opel
And it killed his wife and his 3-year-old child, leaving only blackened skeletons

They found a toddler's bottle and a pair of small shoes,
and they waved them in front of the cameras
But Israel said they did not know that his wife and child were in the car
There are roadblocks everywhere and only suffering on TV
Neither side will ever give up their smallest right, along the road to peace

Israel launched its latest campaign against Hamas on Tuesday
And two days later Hamas shot back and killed five Israeli soldiers
Though thousands dead and wounded on both sides, most of them Middle Eastern civilians
They fill their children full of hate, to fight an old man's war and die, upon the road to peace

"And this is our land we will fight with all our force", say the Palastinians and the Jews
And each side will cut off the hand of anyone who tries to stop the Resistance
If the right eye offends thee, then you must pluck it out
And Machoud Abbas and Sharon had been lost, along the road to peace

Once Kissinger said: "We have no friends, America only has interests"
And now our president wants to be seen as a hero and he's hungry for re-election
But Bush is reluctant to risk his future, with the fear of his political failures
So he plays chess at his desk and poses for the press, ten thousand miles from the road to peace

In a video that they found at the home of Abdel Madi Shabneh
He held a Kalashnikov riffle, and he spoke with the voice like a boy
He was an excellent student, he studied so hard, it was as if he had a future
He told his mother he had a test that day, out along the road to peace

The fundamentalist killing on both sides is standing in the path of peace
And tell me, why are we arming the Israeli army with guns and tanks and bullets?
And if god is great and god is good, why can't he change the hearts of men?
Well, maybe god himself is lost and needs help
Maybe god himself he needs all of our help
Maybe god himself is lost and needs help
He's out upon the road to peace

Maybe god himself is lost and needs help
Maybe god himself he needs all of our help
And he's lost upon the road to peace
And he's lost upon the road to peace
Out upon the road to peace

All The Time

You're the tree that you can't eat the fruit from
I heard horses came to ride me away
I want shade and a good place to shoot from
If it's a clock I'd be the end of the day
You know you're not the boss of me
You can lift your skirt, you can shake your hair
But I got all the time in the world

You're the ditch in the road where wheels keep spinning
You're the same dead cat, clawing its way back grinning
You know, you got a bad reputation and your nine lives way down the line
I got a jacket to put on and a hat to wear
I wouldn't waste a gallon on you out there
And I got all the time in the world

A bridge is only there for you to jump off of
And there ain't no rain clouds that are blue
I do declare my independence baby
I shot off all my fireworks for you
The river's burning and the trees are on fire
There's lots of good rubber left on these tires
And I've got all the time in the world

Baby, you're the light that won't change, that I got stuck at
You're the fan that won't work at the motel
They were all out of red so I got me a blue one
Baby, you're always using mine, why don't you get you one
I know you won't go very far, you left your blonde wig in the car
And I got all the time in the world

The Return Of Jackie And Judy

Oh-yeah, oh-yeah
Well, Jackie is a punk, and Judy is a runt
They went down to the Mudd Club
and they both got drunk
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah

Well, Jackie is a bookie, and Judy's taking loans
They both came up to New York
just to see the Ramones
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah

And oh, I don't know why she wrote that letter
I don't know why, we can't forget her, oh-no

Well, Jackie's playing hooky, Judy's playing pool
They both got caught for cutting
Now they're goin' to summer school
Oh-yeah

Now Jackie's playin' Hooky, Judy's getting rammed
They both got kicked outside
They ain't got no da da da da
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah

And oh, I don't know why she wrote that letter, oh yeah
I don't know why, we can't forget her, oh-no

Well, Jackie is a punk, and Judy is a runt
They went down to the Mudd Club
and they both got drunk
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah

Now Jackie's playing hooky, Judy's playing pool
They both got caught for cutting
Now they're goin' to summer school
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah

Walk Away

Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain
With a little drop of poison in a red, red blood
She need a way to turn around the bend
She said, I wanna walk away and start all over again

There are things I’ve done I can’t erase
I wanna look in the mirror and see another face
I said "never", but I’m doin’ it again
I wanna walk away and start over again

No more rain, no more roses
On my way
Shake my thirst in a cool, cool pond

There’s a widower in every place
There’s a heart that’s beatin’ in every page
The beginning of it starts at the end
Well, it’s time to walk away and start over again

Weather’s murder at a hundred and three
William Ray shot Cora Belle Lee
A yellow dog knows when he has sinned
You wanna walk away and start over again

No more rain, no more roses
On my way
Shake my thirst in a cool, cool pond

Cooper told Molly the whole block’s gone
They’re dyin’ for jewelry, money, and clothes
I always get out of the trouble I’m in
I wanna walk away and start over again

I left my bible by the side of the road
Carved my initials in an old dead tree
I’m goin’ away but I’m gonna be back when
It’s time to walk away and start all over again

Oh, oh yeah
Yeah
It’s time to walk away
You gotta walk away
Gotta walk away
Just wanna walk away, yeah
I wanna walk away and start over again
I wanna walk away
Wanna walk away
Wanna walk away
Wanna walk away
Wanna walk away

Sea Of Love

Come with me, my love
To the sea, the sea of love
I wanna tell you how much I love you
But I’m drowning in a sea of love

Do you remember the night we met
That’s the night I knew you were my pet
I wanna tell you how much I love you
But I’m drowning in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea, yeah

Do you remember the night we met
Well, that’s the night I just knew you were my pet
I wanna tell you how much I love you
But I’m down here in the sea of love

Come with me to the sea, yeah

Oh and do you remember the night we met
That’s the night I just knew you were my pet
I wanna tell you how much I love you
Goin’ down here in the sea of love

Come with me to the sea, oh yeah

Do you remember the night we met
That’s the night I just knew you were my pet
I wanna tell you how much I love you
But I’m down here in the sea of love

Oh come with me to the sea, oh yeah

Come with me, my love
To the sea, the sea of love
I wanna tell you how much I love you
But I’m down here in the sea of love

Oh come with me to the sea, oh yeah

Buzz Fledderjohn

I stood on the roof, of Stuart’s old Dodge
To get a better look at the Fledderjohn’s lodge
Bait shop, pistols and ammo too
Nothing but books about World War II
Rottweiler, Doberman, a Pinkerton guard
I ain’t allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn’s yard

I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed
I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I seen a python swallowing a Dobermann whole
Piranha swimming in a mixing bowl

Papers full of stabbings, the sky's full of crows
She's singing in Italian while she's hanging out her clothes
Carp in the bathtub and it's raining real hard
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I said, that I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard.

Well, a sailor's ringing doorbells, the sinner's in the pew
Weather vane squeaking to the west
I seen the cliffs of Dover and the deepest ocean blue
One thing in the world I can't recommend to you

Cause I ain't allowed
I said, I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I said, I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I ain't allowed
I ain't allowed
I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

Rains On Me

This is how the world will be
Everywhere I go it rains on me
Forty monkeys drowning in a boiling sea
Everywhere I go it rains on me
I went down into the valley to pray
Everywhere I go it rains on me
I got drunk and I stayed all day
Everywhere I go it rains on me

Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
It rains on me

All god’s chilluns can’t you see
Everywhere I go it rains on me
Louie Lista and Marchese
Everywhere I go it rains on me
Robert Sheehan and Paul Body
Everywhere I go it rains on me
I went down to Argyle, I went down to Dix
Everywhere I go it rains on me
To get my powders and to get my fix
Everywhere I go it rains on me

Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
It rains on me

Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
Everywhere I go
It rains on me

Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards (CD2)

Bend Down The Branches

The sky's as deep as it can be
Bend down the branches
Close your eyes and you will see
Bend down the branches

You're like a willow
Once you were gold
We're made for bending
Even beauty gets old
Climb the stairs they're not so steep
Bend down the branches

Close your eyes and go to sleep
Bend down the branches

You Can Never Hold Back Spring

You can never hold back spring
You can be sure, I will never stop believing
The blushing rose that will climb
Spring ahead, or fall behind
Winter dreams the same dream, every time
Baby, you can never hold back spring

And even though, you've lost your way
The world is dreaming, dreaming of spring
So close your eyes, open your heart
to the one who's dreaming of you
And, you can never hold back spring
Remember everything that spring can bring
Baby, you can never hold back spring
Baby, you can never hold back spring

Long Way Home

Well I stumbled in the darkness
I'm lost and alone
Though I said I'd go before us
And show the way back home
Is there a light up ahead
I can't hold on very long
Forgive me pretty baby but I always take the long way home

Money's just something you throw
Off the back of a train
I got a head full of lightning
And a hat full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
And I love you pretty baby but I always take the long way home

I put food on the table
And a roof over our head
But I'd trade it all tomorrow
For the highway instead
Watch your back, keep your eyes shut tight
Your love's the only thing I've ever known
But one thing's for sure pretty baby, I always take the long way home

You know I love you baby
More than the whole wide world
You are my woman
You know you are my pearl
Let's go out past the party lights
Where we can finally be alone
Come with me and we can take the long way home
Come with me, together we can take the long way home
Come with me, together we can take the long way home

Widow's Grove

I met you in the saddle, rode you in the dust
Held your hand to the heavens, pulled your heart to the earth
There was something that blinded me more than the mist
And the breath of the cottonwood buds lighter yet

And you rode the maypole of dance hall legs
And galloped to another's embrace
And I bit the flowers from your wrist corsage
And you waltzed too slowly, too slowly you waltzed
With that girl from Widow's Grove

Oh, I'd follow you to the river, that washes out to the sea
Through the wind, through the rain of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be

Near the breath of a swallow, petals dropped as you fell
And you grabbed then shyly held me, against the stone cold well
In your hand was a glass, you held the ice against the night
And it dripped and it sparkled and I laughed a wish

Before it all slipped down the dark tunneled well
I heard it melt quietly and I looked at you
Bent to the earth with just one pleading wish
Your skirts brushed to the furious pounding

Oh, I'd follow you to the river, that washes out to the sea
Through the wind, through the rain of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be

I hid in the elm and raised the bough, that hung even with your neck
And I chased you and drowned you, there deep in the well
And when your mouth was full and wet, I swallowed all your reckless fate
And with your last breath, you moaned too drunk to wake

Oh, I'd follow you to the river, that washes out to the sea
Through the wind, through the rain of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be
Through the wind, through the rain of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be

Little Drop Of Poison

I like my town with a little drop of poison
Nobody knows, they’re lining up to go insane
I’m all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter
But I feel much cleaner after it rains

And she left in the fall, that’s her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Did the devil make the world while god was sleeping?
You’ll never get a wish from a bone
Another long goodbye and a hundred sailors
That deep blue sky is my home

And she left in the fall, that’s her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Well, the rat always knows when he’s in with weasels
Here you loose a little every day
Well, I remember when a million was a million
They all have ways to make you pay

And she left in the fall, that’s her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
And she left in the fall, that’s her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Shiny Things

The things a crow puts in his nest
They are always things he finds that shine best
Somehow he'll find
A shiny dime
A silver twine
From a Valentine
The crows all bring
Them shiny things

Leave me alone you big ol' moon
The light you cast is just a liar
You're like the crows
'Cause if it glows
You're dressed to go
You guessed I know
You'll always bring
Them shiny things

We'll, I'm not dancing here tonight
But things are bound to turn around
The only thing
I want that shines
is to be king
there in your eyes
To be your only
Shiny thing

World Keeps Turning

On our anniversary
There'll be someone else where you used to be
The world don't care and yet it clings to me
And the moon is gold and silvery

Who knows where the sidewalk ends
Well, the road will turn and the road will bend
They always say: he marks the sparrow's fall
How can anyone believe it all

Well, the band has stopped playing but we keep dancing
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning
On his hand he wore the ring of another
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning

We broke the bank and we tore up the place
And we disappeared, oh without a trace
Now the sun it falls into the sea
I know I'm the only one for me

I was so green and the dress you wore was yellow
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning
The sun is down and the moon is in the meadow
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning

Put a hat on your head
Will you paint the whole damn town red with me

Well, the band has stopped playing but we keep dancing
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning
On his hand he wore the ring of another
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning

The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning

Tell It To Me

They say you’re seeing someone, you’re wearing his ring
They say you laughed when you heard my name
They say he takes you dancing, he holds you so near
They say he’ll buy you anything
Tell me am I foolish, I don’t believe these stories
And I’ll be coming home soon

Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it to me

I know, you will not see me, but I know you have a daughter
And I hear she has my eyes
They say she calls him "father", and he’s proud of her
And even believes all of your lies
But for all your faithless beauty, I'd give all my tomorrows
And if you’re still thinking of me
Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it to me

Oh Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it to me
Oh Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it to me

Never Let Go

Well, ring the bell backwards and bury the axe
Fall down on your knees in the dirt
I’m tied to the mast between water and wind
Believe me, you’ll never get hurt
Now the ring’s in the pawnshop, the rain’s in the hole
Down at the Five Points I stand
I’ll loose everything
But I won’t let go of your hand

Now, Peter denied and Judas betrayed
I’ll pay with the roll of the drum
And the wind will tell the turn from the wheel
And the watchman's making his rounds
Well, you leave me hanging by the skin of my teeth
I’ve only got one leg to stand
You can send me to hell
But I’ll never let go of your hand

Swing from a rope on a cross-legged tree
Signed with the one-eyed Jack’s blood
From Temple and Union, to Weyley and Grand
Walking back home in the mud

Now, I must make my best of the only way home
Marley deals only in stones
I’m lost on the midway, I’m reckless in your eyes
Just give me a couple more throws
I’ll dare you to dine with the cross-legged knights
Dare me to jump and I will
I’ll fall from your grace
But I’ll never let go of your hand
I’ll never let go of your hand
I’ll never let go of your hand

Fannin Street

There's a crooked street in Houston town,
It's a well worn path I've followed down
Now there's ruin in my name, I wish I never got off the train,
And I wished I'd listened to the words you said.

Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Oh, yeah
You'll be lost and never found
you can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street

Once I held you in my arms, I was sure
Til I took that silent step through the gilded door
But the desire to have much more, all the glitter and the roar
Now I know that this is where the sidewalk ends.

Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
You'll be lost and never found
you can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street

When I was young I thought only of getting out
I said good-bye to my street, good-bye to my house
Give a man gin, give a man cards, give an inch he takes a yard,
And I rue the day that I stepped off this train.

Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Oh, yeah
You'll be lost and never found
You can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street.

Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Cause tou'll be lost and never found
You can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street

Little Man

As sure as fire will burn
There's one thing you will learn
Is things you have cherished
Are things that you have earned
Luck is when opportunity
Meets with preparation
And the same is true for every generation

Little man
As you climb on my knee
the whole future lies in thee
Little man

Little man
Never hurry, take it slow
Things worth-while need time to grow
Little man

Don't look back
There are things that might distract
Move ahead towards your goal
And the answers will unfold

Little man
Love is always in the air
It is there for those who care
Little man

Don't look back
There are things that might distract
Move ahead towards your goal
And the answers will unfold

Little man
Love is always in the air
It is there for those who care
Little man

Little man
Little man
Little man

It's Over

I must have brought the bad weather with me
The sky's the colour of lead
All you've left me was a feather
On an unmade bed

It's always me whenever there's trouble
The world does nothing but turn
And the ring it fell off my finger
I guess I'll never learn

And it's over, it's over, it's over
I'm getting dressed in the dark
Our story ends before it begins
I always confess to everyone's sins
The nail gets hammered down
And it's over, let it go

So don't go and make a big deal out of nothing
It's just a storm on a dime
And I've always found there's nothing
that money can not buy
I've already gone to the place that I'm going
There's no place left to fall
And there's something to be said
About saying nothing at all

Cause baby then it's over, and it's over
It's done forgotten and through
Story ends before it begins
I always confess to everyone's sins
The nail gets hammered down
And it's over, let it go

You got to let me go
I wanna let it go
I wanna let it go
I wanna let you go
I want to let you go

If I Have To Go

And if I have to go, will you remember me
Will you find someone else, while I'm away
There's nothing for me, in this world full of strangers
It's all someone else's idea
I don't belong here, and you can't go with me
You'll only slow me down

Until I send for you, don't wear your hair that way
If you cannot be true, I'll understand
Tell all the others, you'll hold in your arms
That I said I'd come back for you
I'll leave my jacket to keep you warm
That's all that I can do

And if I have to go, will you remember me
Will you find someone else, while I'm away

Goodnight Irene

Irene, goodnight Irene, Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll get you in my dreams

Last Saturday night I got married
Me and my wife settled down
Now me and my wife are parted
I'm gonna take me a little stroll uptown

Oh, Irene, goodnight Irene, Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll get you in my dreams

Oh, sometimes I live in the country
Sometimes I live in town
Sometimes I take a great notion
To jump in the river and drown

Oh, Irene, goodnight Irene, Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll get you in my dreams

Well I love Irene, god knows I do
I'll love her till the sea runs dry
If she ever loves another
Someone'll take morphine and die

Oh, Irene, goodnight Irene, Irene goodnight
Goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll get you in my dreams

Stop your rambling, stop your gambling
Stop staying out late at night
Go home to your wife and your family
Sit down by the firelight

(Everybody!)

Oh, Irene. goodnight Irene, Irene goodnight
Oh, goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll get you in my dreams

Oh, goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene, Irene goodnight
Oh, goodnight Irene, goodnight Irene
I'll get you in my dreams

(Goodnight!)

The Fall Of Troy

It's the same with men as with horses and dogs
Nothing wants to die
Evelyn James they killed in a game
With guns too big for their hands
Just off St. Charles in no man's land
And you'll have to find your own way home, boys
You'll have to find your own way home

The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year old boy
Shot dead in March in a robbery
His brother started out to hell and to ruin
Troy's killer was never caught, they say
Young Nick, he just went bad that day
Now he'll have to find his own way home, boys
He'll have to find his own way home

Why cook dinner, why make my bed
Why come home at all
Out the door and through the woods
There's a world where nothing grows

It's hard to say grace and to sit in the place
Of someone missing at the table
Mom's hair sprayed tight and her face in her hands
Watching TV for answers to me
After all she's only human
And she's trying to find her own way home, boys
She's trying to find her own way home

My legs ache
My heart is sore
The well is full of pennies

Take Care Of All Of My Children

Oh, take care of all my children
Don't let 'em wander and roam
Oh, take care of all of my children
For I don't know when I'm comin' back home

You can put all of my possessions here in Jesus' name
Nail a sign on the door
Bright and early Sunday morning with my walking cane
I'm going up to see my lord

Oh, keep them together at the sundown
Safe from the devil's hand
You gotta make them a pillow on the hard ground
I'll be goin' up to Beaula Land

You can put all of my possessions here in Jesus' name
And nail a sign on the door
Bright and early Sunday morning with my walking cane
I'm going up to see my lord

Oh, remember you never trust the devil
Stay clear of Lucifer's hand
Oh, and don't let 'em wander in the meadow
Or you'll wind up in the fryin' pan

You can put all of my possessions here in Jesus' name
And nail a sign on the door
Bright and early Sunday morning with my walking cane
I'm going up to see my lord

Put all of my possessions here in Jesus' name
And nail a sign on the door
Bright and early Sunday morning with my walking cane
I'm going up to see my lord

Down There By The Train

There's a place I know, where the train goes slow
Where the sinners can be washed in the blood of the lamb
There's a river by the trestle down by Sinner's Grove
Down where the Willow and the Dogwood grows

Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train
Goes slow

You can hear the whistle, you can hear the bell
From the halls of heaven to the gates of hell
And there's room for the foresaken if you're there on time
You'll be washed of all your sins and all of your crimes

Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train
Goes slow

There's a golden moon that shines up through the mist
And I know that your name will be on that list
There's no eye for an eye, there's no tooth for a tooth
I saw Judas Iscariot carrying John Wilkes Booth

Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train
Goes slow

So, if you live in darkness, if you live in shame
All of the passengers will be treated the same
And, old Humpty Jackson and Gyp the Blood will sing
And Charlie Witman is on the Dillinger's wings

Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train
Goes slow

If you've lost all your hope, if you've lost all your faith
I know you will be cared for and I know you will be safe
And all the shameful and all of the whores
And even the soldier who pierced the heart of the lord

Is down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train
Goes slow

Well, I've never asked forgiveness and I've never said a prayer
I've never given of myself, and I''ve never truly cared
And I've hurt the ones who loved me and I'm still raising Cain
And I've taken the low road and if you've done the same

Meet me down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train
Goes slow

Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train
Goes slow
Down there where the train
Goes slow

Danny Says

Danny says we gotta go
Gotta go to Idaho
But we can't go surfin' 'cause it's 20 below

Sound check's at 5:02
Record stores and interviews
Oh, but I can't wait to be with you tomorrow

Baby, oho-ho-ho, we got nowhere to go
And it may sound funny, but it's true

Hangin' out in 100 B
Watching Get Smart on TV
Thinkin' about you and me and you and me

Hangin' out in L.A. and there's nowhere to go
It ain't Christmas if there ain't no snow
Listening to Sheena on the radio
Oh-ho oh-ho

Sound check's at 5:02
Record stores and interviews
And I can't wait to be with you tomorrow

Sound check's at 5:02
Record stores and interviews
And I can't wait to be with you tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow

Jayne's Blue Wish

The sky holds all our wishes
The dish ran away with the spoon
Chimney smoke ties the roofs to the sky
There's a hole over head
But it's only the moon

Will there ever be a tree
Grown from the seeds I've sown
Life is a path lit only by the light of those I've loved
By the light of those I love

Life's a path lit only by
The light of those I've loved
By the light of those I love

Young At Heart

Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to you
If you're young at heart
For it's hard, you will find, to be narrow of mind
If you're young at heart

You can go to extremes with impossible schemes
You can laugh when your dreams fall apart at the seams
And life gets more exciting with each passing day
And love is either in your heart or on its way

Don't you know that it's worth every treasure on earth
To be young at heart
And as rich as you are it's much better by far
To be young at heart

And if you should survive to 105
Think of all you've derived out of being alive
Then this is the best part
You have a head start
If you are among the very young at heart

Don't you know that it's worth every treasure on earth
To be young at heart
Or as rich as you are it's much better by far
To be young at heart

And if you should survive to 105
Think of all you've derived out of being alive
Then this is the best part
You have a head start
If you are among the very young at heart
If you are among the very young at heart

Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards (CD3)

What Keeps Mankind Alive

You gentlemen who think you have a mission
To purge us of the seven deadly sins
Should first sort out the basic food position
Then start your preaching, that’s where it begins

You lot, who preach restraint and watch your waist as well
Should learn, for once, the way the world is run
However much you twist, or whatever lies that you tell
Food is the first thing, morals follow on

So first make sure that those who are now starving
Get proper helpings, when we all start carving
What keeps mankind alive

What keeps mankind alive the fact that millions
Are daily tortured, stifled, punished, silenced and oppressed
Mankind can keep alive thanks to its brilliance
In keeping its humanity repressed
And for once you must try not to shirk the facts
Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts

Children's Story

Once upon a time there was a poor child,
With no father and no mother
And everything was dead
And no one was left in the whole world
Everything was dead

And the child went on search, day and night
And since nobody was left on the earth,
He wanted to go up into the heavens
And the moon was looking at him so friendly
And when he finally got to the moon,
The moon was a piece of rotten wood

And then he went to the sun
And when he got there, the sun was a wilted sunflower
And when he got to the stars, they were little golden flies.
Stuck up there, like the shrike sticks 'em on a blackthorn

And when he wanted to go back, down to earth,
The earth was an overturned piss pot
And he was all alone, and he sat down and he cried
And he is there till this day
All alone…

Okay, there's your story!
Night-night!

Heigh-Ho

Well, we dig dig dig
Well, we dig in our mine the whole day through
Dig dig dig, that is what we like to do
And it ain't no trick to get rich quick
If you dig dig dig, with a shovel and a pick
Dig dig dig, the whole day through
Got to dig dig dig, it's what we like to do
In our mine, in our mine
Where a million diamonds shine
We got to dig dig dig, from the morning till the night
Dig dig dig up everything in sight
We got to dig dig dig, in our mine, in our mine
Dig up diamonds by the score
A thousand rubies, sometimes more
But we don't know what we are diggin' for

Heigh-ho, heigh-ho
It's off to work we go
We keep on singing all day long
Heigh-ho

Heigh-ho, heigh-ho
Got to make your troubles go
Well, you keep on singing all day long
Heigh-ho

Heigh-ho, heigh-ho

Army Ants

The Whirligig Beetles are wary and fast with an organ to detect the ripples.
The Arachnid Moths lay their eggs inside other insects along the borders of fields or roads in clusters of white cocoons.
The Ribbed Pine Borer is a longhorn beetle, their antenna's are half the length of their body and they feed on dead red pine.
Robber Flies, with their immobile heads, inject a paralyzing fluid into their prey that they snatch from life in mid-air.
The Snow Flea's mode of locomotion, strange and odd, with a spiny tail mechanism with hooks and a protracted tube from the abdomen to enable moisture absorption.

The female Praying Mantis devours the male while they are mating. The male sometimes continues copulating even after the female has bitten off his head and part of his upper torso.
Every night wasps bite into the stem of a plant, lock their mandibles into position, stretch out at right angles to the stem and, with legs dangling, they fall asleep.

If one places a minute amount of liquor on a scorpion, it will instantly go mad and sting itself to death.
The Bombardier Beetle, when disturbed, defends itself by emitting a series of explosions, sometimes setting off 4 or 5 reports in succession. The noises sound like miniature popgun blasts and are accompanied by a cloud of reddish coloured vile smelling fluid.
It is commonly known that ants keep slaves. Certain species, the so-called Sanguinary Ants in particular, will raid the nests of other ant tribes and kill the queen and then kidnap many of the workers. The workers are brought back to the captor's hive where they are coerced into performing menial tasks.

And as we discussed last semester, the Army Ants will leave nothing but your bones.
Perhaps you've encountered some of these insects in your communities, displaying both their predatory and defense characteristics, while imbedded within the walls of flesh and passing for, what is most commonly recognized... as human.

Books Of Moses

Books of Moses, bringing stone news
Wet in the water, weeping in the sun
Books of Moses, got some splinters, didn’t you
Books of Moses, brought me right here back to you

Flaming heart, ain’t it sweet
Lighting the world at your feet
Books of Moses, myth and truth
Books of Moses, bring me back to you

Hero’s welcome, there stands your king
Where the serpent shudders, and the angels sing
Books of Moses, happening again
Yes, he knows us.
Well, welcome him, your friend

Books of Moses, bringing stone news
Wet is the water, blood covering the sun
Books of Moses, myth and truth
Books of Moses, bring me back to you

Two Sisters

There was an old woman, lived by the seashore
Bow and balance me
There was an old woman, lived by the seashore
A number of daughters: one, two, three, four
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

There was a young man come there to see them
Bow and balance me
There was a young man come there to see them
and the oldest one got stuck on him
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

He bought the youngest a beaver hat
Bow and balance me
He bought the youngest a beaver hat
and the oldest one got mad at that
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

Oh, sister oh, sister let's walk the seashore
Bow and balance me
Oh, sister oh, sister let's walk the seashore
and see the ships as they're sailing on
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

While these two sisters were walking the shore
Bow and balance me
While these two sisters were walking the shore
the oldest pushed the youngest o'er
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

Oh, sister oh, sister please lend me your hand
Bow and balance me
Oh, sister oh, sister please lend me your hand
and you will have Willy and all of his land
And then I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

I'll never, I'll never will lend you my hand
Bow and balance me
I'll never, I'll never will lend you my hand
but I'll have Willy and all of his land
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

Some time she swam and some time she swam
Bow and balance me
Some time she sank and some time she swam
untill she came to the old mill dam
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

The miller, he got his fishinghook
Bow and balance me
The miller, he got his fishinghook
and fished that maiden out of the brook
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

Oh, miller oh, miller here's five gold rings
Bow and balance me
Oh, miller oh, miller here's five gold rings
to push the maiden in again
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

The miller received those five gold rings
Bow and balance me
The miller received those five gold rings
and pushed that maiden in again
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

The miller was hung in the old mill gate
Bow and balance me
The miller was hung in the old mill gate
for drowning little sister Kate
And I'll be true to my love
If my love will be true to me

First Kiss

She drove a big ol’ Lincoln with suicide doors
And a sewing machine in the back
And a light bulb that looked like an alligator egg
Was mounted up front on the hood

And she had an Easter bonnet that had been signed by Tennessee Ernie Ford
And she always had saw dust in her hair
And she cut two holes in the back of her dress
And she had these scapular wings
that were covered with feathers and electrical tape
And when she got good and drunk
She would sing about Elkheart, Indiana
Where the wind is strong and folks mind their own business

And she had at least a hundred old baseballs that she’d taken from kids
And she collected bones of all kinds
And she lived in a trailer under a bridge
And she made her own whiskey and gave cigarettes to kids
And she’d been struck by lightning seven or eight times
And she hated the mention of rain

And she made up her own language
And she wore rubber boots
And she could fix anything with string
And her lips were like cherries
And she was stronger than any man
And she smelled like gasoline and Rootbeer Fizz
And she put mud on a bee sting I got at the creek
And she gave me my very first kiss
And she gave me my very first kiss

Talking 'bout my little Kathleen
She's just a fine young thing
Someday she'll wear my ring
My little Kathleen

Dog Door

Well she's as mean as a needle
Don't get too close to the heater
She's like a mean shop keeper
Who got an extra gun
She about 6'4" and she's a wrecking ball
Now go ahead and kiss her
She brought the bad weather with her
She got you coming through the dog door
She got you coming through the dog door

Now pigs get fat hogs get slaughtered
You ought to walk away
Well you can't but you ought to
Climb the rickety stairs
She got the long black hair
But don't sit there
Electricity chair
She got you coming through the dog door
She got you coming through the dog door

Pitchfork
Crowbar
Claw hammer
Hot tar

She's got ruin in her name
But she can make it rain
She's a small town jail
And you're starving in the belly of a whale
She got you coming through the dog door
She got you coming through the dog door

Pitchfork
Crowbar
Claw hammer
Hot tar

Nirvana

Not much chance, completely cut loose from purpose,
He was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on the way to somewhere.
And it began to snow.

And the bus stopped at a little café in the hills and the passengers entered.
And he sat at the counter with the others, and he ordered, the food arrived.
And the meal was particularly good.
And the coffee.

The waitress was unlike the women he had known.
She was unaffected, and there was a natural humor which came from her.
And the fry cook said crazy things.
And the dishwasher in back laughed a good clean pleasant laugh.

And the young man watched the snow through the window.
And he wanted to stay in that café forever.
The curious feeling swam through him that everything was beautiful there.
And it would always stay beautiful there.

And then the bus driver told the passengers that it was time to board.
And the young man thought: "I'll just stay here, I'll just stay here."
And then he rose and he followed the others into the bus.
He found his seat and looked at the café through the window.
And then the bus moved off, down a curve, downward, out of the hills.

And the young man looked straight forward.
And he heard the other passengers speaking of other things,
Or they were reading or trying to sleep.
And they hadn't noticed the magic.
And the young man put his head to one side,
Closed his eyes, and pretended to sleep.

There was nothing else to do,
Just to listen to the sound of the engine,
And the sound of the tires
In the snow.

On The Road

I left New York nineteen forty-nine
To go across the country, without a dad-blame dime
Montana in the cold cold fall
Found my father in a gamblin’ hall

Father, father, where have you been
I’ve been in the world since I was only ten
‘Don’t worry about me, I’m about to die of the pleurisy
Cross the Mississippi, cross the Tennessee
Cross the Niagara, home I’ll never be
Home in old Medora, home in ol’ Truckee
Apalachicola, home I’ll never be

Better or for worse, and thick and thin
Well, I’ve been married to the little woman
God loved me, just like I loved him
I want you to do just the same for him
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry, watch the wind
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry, watch the wind
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry, watch the wind

So I left Montana on an old freight train
The night my father died in the cold cold rain
Rode to Opelousas, rode to Wounded Knee
Rode to Ogallala, home I’ll never be
Home in old Medora, home in ol’ Truckee
Apalachicola, home I’ll never be
Home I’ll never be
Home I’ll never be

Poor Little Lamb

Poor little lamb, now his fleece is all cold
Wakes up in the morning alone
Poor little lamb knows what’s coming
Life is an empty cup

Poor little lamb, watch your shoulder
Coyote’s waiting out there
Nobody will get any older
If we don’t find a way out of here

So let’s go on a bummer this summer
Where we won’t have to be afraid
The world will be on a hummer, boys
And we’ll laugh and we’ll drink lemonade

Altar Boy

He’s an ol' altar boy
Lying out there in the street
He’s an ol' alter boy
Bound up in leather and chains
That’s why I’m feeling so blue
I'm an old altar boy
What about you

Now, I can order in Latin
Make ‘em au gratin, Joe
I’m an old altar boy
That’s why I’m so depressed
I never got the rest of the dream
Just the ritual
Now I’m habitual
Majoring in crimes that are unspeakable
Cause I’m an old altar boy
That’s what happened to me.

I'm an old altar boy
He’s hoping he can meet a woman dressed like a nun
He knows there’s got to be some around here
Drinking across from the church
A little Father Cribari wine
On a Sunday morn' time.

I'm an old altar boy.
Why is he winking at this time in his life?
He never took a wife, cause he’s an old altar boy
Oh, yeah...
What about you

The Pontiac

Well, let’s see... we had the eh Fairlane. Then the u-joints went out on that,
and the bushings. And then your mother wanted to trade it in on the Tornado,
so we got the Tornado. God, I hated the color of that sonufa bitch! And
the dog destroyed the upholstery on the Ford. Boy, that was long before you
were born. We called it the Yellowbird, two-door, three on the tree. Tight
little mother. Threw a rod, sold it to Jacobs for a hundred dollar

Now the special eh... four-holer, you’ve never seen body panels line up
like that. Overhead cam, dual exhaust. You know I had... let’s see I had...
four Buicks, loved 'em all

Now your Uncle Emmet, well he drives a Thunderbird, it used to belong to your Aunt Evelyn.
Well, she ruined it, drove it to Indiana with no gear oil. That
was the end of that! Sold that Cadillac to your mom. Your mom loved that
Caddy. Independent rear suspension, Landau top, good tires. Gas hog. I swear
it had the power to repair itself

I loved the Olds... Dan Steele used to give ‘em to me at a discount. Showroom
models and that. And then there was the Pontiac and...

God, I loved that Pontiac.
Well, it was kind of an oxblood god
But It handled so beautifully.
Yeah, I miss that car.
Well, that was a long time ago
A long time ago

Spidey's Wild Ride

The smoke from the battle fish and the rain soaked through
And the wheelman left the shore
And barns tumbled and silos flew across fifteen miles bad road tar
And big Bull Trometer hung on to the side
And the pig dogs trembled on Spidey's wild ride

And big John Jizom from downtown Chizom
Flew away with old mrs. Storm
And they found Bird Lundy neath a keg of nails crooked as a dog's hind leg
Keeping warm after twenty-nine days on hard assed bread
He drilled to the big outside and clung like a tick to his waterfront
Life mooned and clouded, blued and skied
And all the clocks blew up on Spidey's wild ride

And the hills stood up in a great big 3
And left me whipped by the forces that were inside me
Loud as the ocean, cold as a desk, red as the water on the river of flesh
And he was sewing up his pants while he was shoeing a mule
And he was bucking a head wind gale
But the crooked ass beauty was trapped to the side
And he shook on Spidey's wild ride

And all the statue ass makers, and the uprooted trees
And I shouted way up to where the rabbit digs his hole
And the wheelman, the jockeys the landlords and thee
Were bucking a head wind south
And with nine lives spent, he landed on his rent
Composed with a steele head salmon in his mouth
And I never did see another day outside
'Cause I'd had enough travel on Spidey's wild ride

King Kong

They shot him down
They shot him down
They thought he was a monster
But he was the King

They came to his island
And they brought her with them
They wanted to get his picture
But they were surprised by his enormous size

And when he saw the woman
He took her without question
Because after all
He was the King

And he loved the woman
He loved the way she looked
And she wouldn’t stop screaming

But he loved the woman
And he fought a Tyrannosaurus Rex
And it was a bloody battle
But he fought it for his woman

And he climbed up a mountain
And he looked around
Some kind of forest
With all these dinosaurs

And he stripped his woman
He stripped her bare
But there was a pterodactyl
There!

And then a hero
Came and took his woman
And they fell off the mountain
Into some water

And then later
He came looking for his woman
But they were waiting
And they threw a bomb

And they tied him
And took him across the ocean
And they chained him
And put him in the show

And when he saw his woman
He broke loose
And everyone fled in terror
And he was looking for her

And he overtook a train
And he was looking in the street
And then he found her in her apartment

And he climbed up the Empire State building
It was like a phallic symbol
And he took his woman
To the top of that towering temple

And he climbed up and looked around
Some kind of city
With all those skyscrapers
And all the cars

Just him and his screaming woman
And they were finally alone
He loved his woman
You could see it in his eyes
His great big eyes

He loved his woman
From the moment that he saw her
He was all choked up inside

But when the airplanes came
He was soon to die
But he hung on long enough to set his woman down
And make sure that she was safe

And as the bullets pierced
He looked at her so sincere
Before he fell
Because he loved his woman

And they shot him down
They thought he was a monster
But he was the King

Who killed the monkey
‘Twas beauty that killed the beast

And Willis O’Brien died
A tragic death
There wasn’t much
That he had left

And Ray Harryhousen said
That when Willis died
That’s when the King was really dead

They shot him down
They shot him down
They thought he was a monster
But he was the King

On The Road

I left New York nineteen forty-nine
To go across the country, without a dad-blame dime
Montana in the cold cold fall
Found my father in a gamblin’ hall

Father, father, where have you been
I’ve been in the world since I was only ten
‘Don’t worry about me, I’m about to die of the pleurisy
Cross the Mississippi, cross the Tennessee
Cross the Niagara, home I’ll never be
Home in old Medora, home in ol’ Truckee
Apalachicola, home I’ll never be

Better or for worse, and thick and thin
Well, I’ve been married to the little woman
God loved me, just like I loved him
I want you to do just the same for him
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry, watch the wind
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry, watch the wind
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry, watch the wind

So I left Montana on an old freight train
The night my father died in the cold cold rain
Rode to Opelousas, rode to Wounded Knee
Rode to Ogallala, home I’ll never be
Home in old Medora, home in ol’ Truckee
Apalachicola, home I’ll never be
Home I’ll never be
Home I’ll never be

Dog Treat

Thanks, uh... You know uh, this is weird uh... Most of us have dogs, alright? (applause) I don't know if it's a local thing where I live, or if it's everywhere, and I'm checking it with you because uh, I don't get in the area that often and I'm just checking to see if... There's a new kind of a dog treat. And uh (where I live) and they're available in the pet store and for the longest time I just thought that it was some kind of a prank. Or uh... I wasn't really sure what it was, until I read the label on the back and it said "Bull Penis" (laughter). I was a little shocked! I know you can get just about ANYTHING in this world. You can get a whale's pancreas if you'd want one! I can get you one! (laughter) But com'on, a bull's penis! How busy they were their whole lives. And they throw it to a dog, like that, for a snack! (laughter) Now, are they available here in the Los Angeles area? They are, aren't they? Doesn't that make you a little weazy? Makes you wanna live a long time. And on the back, on the bottom it said: "100% natural"! I mean... that's the part that really got me. And it said: "A Real Meat Snack". There's just no dignity in that. Uh, anyway... The other thing is that they're 36 inches long! (laughter). They're so long they had to cut them into bite-size portions. And then they take two of them and braid them together. I know, I know! I never want it done. But uh... This is a song written for Gregory Peck for his dating my mom... That's a lie!

Missing My Son

I was in a line at the supermarket the other day, and uhm... y'know, I had all my things on the little conveyor belt there. And uh... there's a gal in front of me that is uh.. well, she's staring at me and I'm getting a little nervous and uh, she continues to stare at me. And I uh, I keep looking the other way. And then, finally she comes over closer to me and she says: "I apologise for staring, that must have been annoying. I, I... You look so much like my son, who died. I just can't take my eyes off you." And she precedes to go into her purse and she pulls out a photograph of her son who'd died. And uh, he looks absolutely nothing like me. In fact he's... Chinese. Uh... anyway, we chatted a little bit. And uh, she says: "I'm sorry, I have to ask you. Would you mind, as I leave the supermarket here, would you mind saying "Goodbye mom" to me? I, I know it's a strange request but I haven't heard my son saying "Goodbye mom" to me, and "So long" and it would mean so much to me to hear it. And uh, if you don't mind I... " And I said: "Well, you know, okay, yeah, sure. Eh.. uh... I can say that." And, and so, she uh gets her groceries all checked out. And uh, as she's going out the door she waves at me and she hollers across the store: "Goodbye son!" And I look up and I wave and I say: "Goodbye mom!" And then she goes, and uh... So I get my few things there, on the conveyor belt and the checker checks out my things. And uh, and he gives me the total and he says: "That'll be four hundred and seventy nine dollars." Uh... and I said: "Well, how is that possible! I've only got a little tuna fish, and uh some skimmed milk, and uh mustard and a loaf of bread..." He goes: "Well, well you're also paying for the groceries for your mother. She uh, told me you'd take care of the bill for her." And I said: "Well, wait a minute! That's not my mother!" And he says: "Well I distinctly heard her say as she left the store "Bye son!" and you said "Bye mom!" and so what are you trying to say here, uh..." I said: "Well, JESUS!" And I looked out into the parking lot and she was just getting into her car. And I ran out there. And she was just closing the door, and she had a little bit of her leg sticking out of the door and she was pulling away and I grabbed her leg and I started PULLING it! Just the way... I'm pulling yours...

Bad As Me

Chicago

The seeds are planted here
But they won’t grow
We won’t have to say goodbye
If we all go
Maybe things will be better in Chicago
To leave all we’ve ever known
For a place we’ve never seen
Maybe things will be better in Chicago
Well it’s braver to stay
Even braver to go
Wherever she goes I go
Maybe things will be better in Chicago

What we need the lord will give us
All we want we carry with us
You know where I can be found
Where the rainbow hits the ground
I’m not alone
I’m not afraid
This bird has flown from his cage
There’s so much magic we have known
On this sapphire we call home
With my coat and my hat
I say goodbye to all that
Maybe things will be better in Chicago
Maybe things will be better in Chicago

Raised Right Men

There ain’t enough raised right men
It takes a raised right man to keep a happy hen
I said there ain’t enough raised right men

Heavens to murkatroid
Miners to coal
A good women can make a diamond out of a measly lump of coal
You need the patience of a glacier
If you can wait that long
Open up his window and admit it that you’re wrong

They’re ain’t enough raised right men
It takes raised right men to keep a happy hen

Mackey Debiasi
Was a complicated man
He quarreled with his woman
And she quarreled with her man
His head was just too thick
So she knocked out a tooth
He’s that lonely man on the Turnpike in the
Toll takers booth

They’re ain’t enough raised right men

Gunplay Maxwell and
Flat Nose George
Ice Pick Ed Newcomb
On a slab in the morgue
Flat Nose looked at Gunplay
And they all looked at me
With a good woman’s love we
Could have saved all three
And there ain’t enough raised right men
It takes raised right men to keep a happy hen
There ain’t enough raised right men

Talking At The Same Time

Get a job, save your money, listen to Jane
Everybody knows umbrellas will cost more in the rain
All the news is bad
Is there any other kind?
Everybody’s talking at the same time

Well it’s hard times for some
For others it’s sweet
Someone makes money when there’s blood in the street
Don’t take any lip
Stay in line
Everybody’s talking at the same time

Well the dog is in the kitchen
And the war drags on
The trees wait by the freeway
All the moneys all gone
Well she told me she would leave me
I ignored all the signs
And now everybody’s talking at the same time
Everybody’s talking at the same time

Ain’t no one coming to pull you from the mud
You gotta build your nest high enough to ride out the flood
I know you’re leaving and there’s no more next time
Everybody’s talking at the same time

A tiny boy sat and he played in the sand
He made a sword from a stick
And a gun from his hand
Well we bailed out all the millionaires
They’ve got the fruit
We’ve got the rind
And everybody’s talking at the same time
Everybody’s talking at the same time

Get Lost

I don’t want to feel all cooped up
I feel like I’m on a chain
I got my ride all souped up
We’re never coming back again
Time it don’t mean nothing
Money means even less
Don’t bring nothin baby
You’re better then all the rest
I wanna go get lost
I wanna go get lost
I wanna go get lost

When you wear that real tight sweater
You know I can’t resist
It’s been that way forever baby
Ever since we kissed
Roll down all the windows
Turn up Wolfman Jack
Please, please love me tender
Ain’t nothin wrong with that
Let’s go get lost
I wanna go get lost
I wanna go get lost
I wanna go get lost

Whatever that they told you about me
Well all of it’s true
You’re never gonna be with out me baby
I’m never gonna be without you
Top it off, fill it with high test
Think about it what cha gonna tell your boss?
And get lost
I just wanna get lost
All night long…

Face To The Highway

I’m going away
I’m going away

The cradle wants a baby
Kitchen wants a pan
The heart wants a certain kind of lover if it can

Ocean wants a sailor
Gun wants a hand
money wants a spender
And the road wants a man

I turned my face to the highway
And I turn my back on you

Devil wants a sinner
Sky wants a bird
Table wants the dinner
Lips want a word

Glass wants the wine
Fist wants to hurt
Clock wants the time
And the shovel wants to work

I turned my face to the highway
And I turn my back on you

I’m going away
I’m going away

Coal wants a miner
Soldier takes a stand
The walls of the prison
Want a solitary man
The window wants a curtain
The plow wants the land
Diamond ring wants to
Fit upon the finger
Of her hand

I turned my face to the highway
And I turned my back on you

I’m going away
I’m going away
I’m going away

Pay Me

They pay me not to come home
Keeping me stoned
I won’t run away
They say it’s easy to get
Stuck in this town
Just like Joan
You know I gave it all up for the stage
They fill my cup up in the cage
It’s nobody’s business but mine when I’m low
To hold yourself up is not a crime here you know
At the end of the world

I kick my foot at the lights
I breathe it in all night
There’s a light on a canvas tree
Money from home supporting me
They pay me not to come
I won’t eat crow
Ill stay away
And though all roads will not lead you home my girl
All roads lead to the end of the world
I sewed a little luck up in the hem of my gown
The only way down from the gallows is to swing
And I’ll wear boots instead of high heels
And the next stage that I am on it will have wheels

Back In The Crowd

If you don’t want these arms to hold you
If you don’t want these lips to kiss you
If you’ve found somebody new
Put me back in the crowd
Put the sun behind the clouds
Put me back in the crowd

There’s a battle going on
Between the blue and the grey
And if you don’t want my love
Don’t make me stay

Take back your name
Take back these wings
Take my picture from the frame
And put me back in the crowd
Put the sun behind the cloud
Put me back in the crowd

Put me back in the crowd
Put the sun behind the cloud
Put me back in the crowd

Bad As Me

You’re the head on the spear
You’re the nail on the cross
You’re the fly in my beer
You’re the key that got lost
You’re the letter from Jesus on the bathroom wall
You’re mother superior in only a bra
You’re the same kind of bad as me

I’m the hat on the bed
I’m the coffee instead
The fish or cut bait
I’m the detective up late
I’m the blood on the floor
The thunder and the roar
The boat that won’t sink
I just won’t sleep a wink
You’re the same kind of bad as me

No good you say
Well that’s good enough for me

You’re the wreath that caught fire
You’re the preach to the choir
You bite down on the sheet
But your teeth have been wired
You skid in the rain
You’re trying to shift
You’re grinding the gears
You’re trying to shift
And you’re the same kind of bad as me

They told me you were no good
I know you’ll take care of all my needs
You’re the same kind of bad as me

I’m the mattress in the back
I’m the old gunnysack
I’m the one with the gun
Most likely to run
I’m the car in the weeds
If you cut me I’ll bleed
You’re the same kind of bad as me
You’re the same kind of bad as me

Kiss Me

The fire’s dying out
All the embers have been spent
Outside on the street
Lovers hide in the shadows
You look at me
I look at you
There’s only one thing
I want you to do

Kiss me
I want you to kiss me
Like a stranger once again
Kiss me like a stranger once again
I want to believe that our love’s a mystery
I want to believe that our love’s a sin
I want you to kiss me like a stranger once again

You wear the same kind of perfume
You wore when we met
I suppose there’s something comforting in knowing what to expect
But when you brushed up against me
Before I knew your name
Everything was thrilling
Because nothing was the same

I want you to kiss me
I want you to kiss me
Like a stranger once again
Kiss me like a stranger once again

I want to believe our loves a mystery
I want to believe our loves a sin
Oh will you kiss me like a stranger once again
I want you to kiss me like a stranger
Kiss me like a stranger once again

Satisfied

When I’m gone
When I’m gone

Roll my vertebrae out like dice
Let my skull be a home for the mice
Let me bleach like the bones on a beach
I’ll be hard like a pit from a peach
Now the ground has a branch
Now the hound has a ranch
The old tressel’s just junk
The Edsel is on blocks
The old said so… won’t talk
I’m a blimp that’s straining, cut’er ties
I’m a moth in training, flutter by
Huh…

When I’m gone
When I’m gone

I said I will have satisfaction
I will be satisfied
I said I will be satisfied
When I’m believing: satisfaction
When I’m grieving: satisfaction
When I’m shaking: satisfaction
When I’m praying: satisfaction
When I’m staying: satisfaction
When I’m carousing
When I’m a thousand

I said I will have satisfaction
I will be satisfied
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone
I will have satisfaction
I will be satisfied
I will have satisfaction
I will be satisfied

Now Mr. Jagger and Mr. Richards
I will scratch where I’ve been itching
Now Mr. Jagger and Mr. Richards
I will scratch where I’ve been itching

Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone

Let me go back into the barrel
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone

I said I will have satisfaction
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Take a left off the straight and the narrow
Let the bullet go back into the barrel
Before I’m gone
Before I’m gone

Last Leaf

I’m the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest
But they won’t take me
I’m the last leaf on the tree

When the autumn wind blows
They’re already gone
They flutter to the ground
Cause they can’t hang on
There’s nothing in the world
That I ain’t seen
I greet all the new ones that are coming in green

I’m the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest but they wont take me
I’m the last leaf on the tree

They say I got staying power
Here on the tree
But I’ve been here since Eisenhower
And I’ve out lived even he

I’m the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest but they won’t take me
I’m the last leaf on the tree

I fight off the snow
I fight off the hail
Nothing makes me go
I’m like some vestigial tail
I’ll be here through eternity
If you want to know how long
If they cut down this tree
I’ll show up in a song

I’m the last leaf on the tree
The autumn took the rest but they won’t take me
I’m the last leaf on the tree
I’m the last leaf on the tree
I’m the last leaf on the tree

Hell Broke Luce

I had a good home but I left
I had a good home but I left, right, left
That big fucking bomb made me deaf, deaf
A Humvee mechanic put his Kevlar on wrong
I guarantee you’ll meet up with a suicide bomb
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce

Big fucking ditches in the middle of the road
You pay a hundred dollars just for fillin’ in the hole
Listen to the general every goddamn word
How many ways can you polish up a turd
Left, right, left, left, right
Left, right
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce

How is it that the only ones responsible for making this mess
Got their sorry asses stapled to a goddamn desk
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Left, right, left

What did you do before the war?
I was a chef, I was a chef
What was your name?
It was Geoff, Geoff
I lost my buddy and I wept, wept
I come down from the meth
So I slept, slept
I had a good home but I left, left
Pantsed at the wind for a joke
I pranced right in with the dope
Glanced at her shin she said nope
Left, right, left

Nimrod Bodfish have you any wool
Get me another body bag the body bag’s full
My face was scorched, scorched
I miss my home I miss my porch, porch
Left, right, left

Can I go home in March? March
My stanch was a chin full of soap
That rancid dinner with the pope
Left, right, left

Kelly Presutto got his thumbs blown off
Sergio’s developing a real bad cough
Sergio’s developing a real bad cough
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce
Hell broke luce

Boom went his head away
And boom went Valerie
What the hell was it that the president said?
Give him a beautiful parade instead
Left, right, left

When I was over here I never got to vote
I left my arm in my coat
My mom she died and never wrote
We sat by the fire and ate a goat
Just before he died he had a toke
Now I’m home and I’m blind
And I’m broke
What is next

New Year's Eve

The door was open I was seething
Your mother burst in it was freezing
She said it looks like it’s trying to rain
I was lost I felt sea sick
You convinced me that he’d left
You said keep talking but don’t use any names
I scolded your driver and your brother
We are old enough to know how long you’ve been hooked
And we’ve all been through the war
And each time you score
Someone gets hauled and handcuffed and booked

It felt like four in the morning
What sounded like fire works
Turned out to be just what it was
The stars looked like diamonds
Then came the sirens
And everyone started to cuss

All the noise was disturbing
And I couldn’t find Irving
It was like two stations on at the same time
And then I hid your car keys
And I made black coffee
And I dumped out the rest of the rum

Nick and Socorro broke up
And Candice wouldn’t shut up
Fin he recorded the whole thing
Ray he said damn you
And someone broke my camera
And it was New Years
And we all started to sing

Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind
Should auld acquaintance be forgot for the sake of auld lang syne

I was leaving in the morning with Charles for Las Vegas
And I didn’t plan to come back
I had only a few things
Two hundred dollars
And my records in a brown paper sack

I ran out on Sheila
Everything’s in storage
Calvin’s right I should go back to driving truck

Should auld acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind
Should auld acquaintance be forgot for the sake of auld lang syne

Non Albums Tracks

2.19

Wicked Grin - John Hammond

I lost everything I had in the ’29 flood
The barn was buried ‘neath a mile of mud
Now I’m down to nothing but the whistle and the steam
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

I said, hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
I will remember you
Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

Now there’s a fellow that’s preaching ‘bout hell and damnation
Bouncing off the walls of the Grand Central Station
I treated her bad, I treated her mean
Baby leaving town on the 2:19

I said, hey, hey, I will remember you
Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
Hey, I don’t know what to do
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

Now I’ve always been puzzled by the yin and the yang
It’ll come out in the wash but it always leaves a stain
Sturm and Drang, the luster and the sheen
My baby’s leaving town on the...

Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
Hey, hey, I will remember you
Hey, hey, I will remember you
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

Lost the baby with the water and the preacher stole the bride
Sent her out for a bottle but when she came back inside
She didn’t have my whiskey, didn’t have my gin
With a hat full of feathers and a wicked grin

I said, hey, hey, I will remember you
Yeah baby, I will remember you
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

On the train you get smaller as you get farther away
The roar covers everything you wanted to say
Was that a raindrop or a tear in your eye?
Were you drying your nails or waving goodbye?

Hey, hey, I will remember you
Hey, hey, I don’t know what to do
Oh baby
My baby’s leaving town on the 2:19

I will remember you
I don’t know what to do, baby

Adios Lounge

Beautiful Mess - Thelonious Monster

I know an oldtimer
Just a nickel-and-dimer
At the bar down the Adios Lounge
And for whiskey and smokes
Recites poems and jokes
But he's not just your average clown
And he's entertaining nightly
Down the Adios Lounge
And he puts it politely
But he does lay it down

Now I lie here alone in my bed
With these words running wild in my head
He said...

Don't let nobody go there for you
Don't be satisfied with a second-hand life
Don't let nobody stifle or bore you
Handle your troubles or take on your strife
Don't let nobody live your life for you
Not your friends, not your kids, no not even your wife
If you want to know where the rainbow ends
It's you who´ve got to go there and find it my friend

So I'm going back down
To the Adios Lounge
Where there's no one to wait up for me
I hope he's still around
Oh, that crazy old scrounge
To tell us how things ought to be
He said...

Don't let nobody go there for you
Don't be satisfied with a second-hand life
Don't let nobody stifle or bore you
Handle your troubles or take on your strife
Don't let nobody live your life for you
Not your friends, not your kids, no not even your wife
If you want to know where the rainbow ends
It's you who've got to go there and find it my friend

So I buy him more drinks
Just to hear what he thinks
Oh, it's worth it to see him almost smile
It's worth feeling free for a while
At the bar down the Adios Lounge
At the bar down the Adios Lounge
At the bar down the Adios Lounge

Annie's Back In Town

Paradise Alley Soundtrack

In the evening he stumbles home with his tie undone
And as the moon sweeps 7th Avenue as usual
You lie awake at night
You remember when
Now that Annie's back in town

Well I know why you're drinking
I know your alibi
Don't make up excuses
For those are tears in your eyes
And you're falling back in love again
Now that Annie's back in town

And it came down through the grapevine
It put your business on the street
I hear you've been hanging out 'til dawn
In some lunch room
Well you thought you've gotten over her
But that was 'til you found
That Annie's back in town

And all the corner boys are trouble makers
And the sailors are all fools
You know it seems like some things round here
I guess they'll never change
Oh but it's always good for business
Guess we'll be seeing you around
Now that Annie's back in town

Apartment For Rent

A Nickel's Worth Of Dreams Bootleg

Well, it ain't no use, it ain't no good
And there's too many ghosts in this neighborhood
A quaint little walk up is bringing me down
I have to find another crib on the other side of town

The old Murphey bed and the empty chest of drawers
And a little dinette set, I'll stroll across the floor
And the trash cans in the alley, well they're rattlin' and sayin'
That there's an apartment for rent
On a rainy September day

Apartment for rent
Furnished with blue lights, baby
Apartment for rent
And the market's open all night
Well you see, I'm sweeping out the cobwebs
The lady she got away
There's an apartment for rent
On a rainy September day

Well, I'm pouring over the classified section
You see, she's lost all her affection for me
I was drinking and smoking
I was staying out all night long
When you needed me here with you at home

There's an apartment for rent
Furnished with blue lights baby
Apartment for rent
And the market's open all night
Yeah, I've been sweeping up the cobwebs
The lady got away
There's an apartment for rent
There's an apartment for rent
There's an apartment for rent
On a rainy September day
Apartment for rent

Back In The Good Old World (Gypsy)

Night on earth Soundtrack

When I was a boy, the moon was pearl the sun a yellow gold
When I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills were upside down
But now that I have gone from here there's no place I'd rather be
Than to float my chances on the tide Back in the good old world
On October's last I'll fly back home rolling down winding way
Scare crows are all dressed in rags out at the edge of the field I lay
And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave
Oh but summer is gone I remember it best
Back in the good old world
And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave
Oh but summer is gone and I remember it best
Back in the good old world

Bend Down The Branches

Bunny Soundtrack

The sky's as deep as it can be
Bend down the branches
Close your eyes and you will see
Bend down the branches

You're like a willow
Once you were gold
We're made for bending
Even beauty gets old
Climb the stairs they're not so steep
Bend down the branches

Close your eyes and go to sleep
Bend down the branches

Big Face Money

Hold On - Single

When the show is over and the work is through
I want the big face money

I’ll get all that cash and bring it home to you
I’ll get the big face money

I’ll get the big face money
I want the big face money
I’ll get the big face money

Big Rock Candy Mountain

Ironweed Sountrack

On the big rock candy mountain
The cops have wooden legs
Bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft boiled eggs

On the big rock candy mountain
Never change your socks
Little streams of alcohol
Go trickling down the rocks

Oh I wanna go
Where the wind don't blow
On the big rock candy mountain

On the big rock candy mountain
It's a land that's fair and bright
Handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night

Oh I wanna go
Where the wind don't blow

Blue Skies

Heart Of Saturday Night Sessions

Blue skies over my head
Give me another reason to get out of bed
Blue skies as there shining in my face
Gonna give me another woman to take her place

Ain't got no money, the cupboards are bare
No cigarettes and the kids got nothing to wear
She walked out without a word
And now the only sound left is a kind of sweet morning bird

singing, blue skies over my head
Give me another reason to get out of bed
Blue skies as there shining in my face
Gonna give me another woman to take her place

That woman stuck by me through thick and through thin
I was cold and hungry well she smiled at me
But she wanted those fine things, those nights on the town
It looks to me like she let me down

Blue skies over my head
Gotta give me another reason to get out of bed
Blue skies as there shining in my face
Gotta give me another woman to take her place
Gotta give me another woman to take her place

Books Of Moses More Oar

Tribute To The Alexander "Skip" Spence

Books of Moses, bringing stone news
Wet in the water, weeping in the sun
Books of Moses, got some splinters didn’t you
Books of Moses, brought me right here back to you

Flaming heart, ain’t it sweet
Lighting the world at your feet
Books of Moses, myth and truth
Books of Moses, bring me back to you

Hero’s welcome, there stands your king
Where the serpent shudders and the angels sing
Books of Moses, happening again
Yes he knows us
Well welcome him, your friend

Books of Moses, bringing stone news
Wet is the water, blood covering the sun
Books of Moses, myth and truth
Books of Moses, bring me back to you

Bronx Lullabye/Smugglers Waltz

Poetry In Motion documentary

Daggers of moonlight
Murder the sheets
And the stink of a four dollar room
And Daddy's gone a hunting
For a dime bag schoolboy
Tied up with a yellow balloon

So hush little baby, Daddy must go
I cover you up with a blanket of snow
By the time I make Jersey
You'll be in heaven
In a pretty blue shoe box I know

So sing a song of ten grand
With a pocket full of dough
And I can't take you to Baltimore
Wake God up in Heaven
Have him look down below
There's a little lost angel
Blooming in the snow

Brother Can You Spare A Dime?

Brother Can You Spare A Dime

They used to tell me I was building a dream
And so I followed the mob
When there was earth to plow or guns to bear
I was always there, right there on the job

They used to tell me I was building a dream
With peace and glory ahead
Why should I be standing in line
Just waiting for bread

Once I built a railroad, I made it run
I made it run against time
Once I built a railroad and now it’s done
Buddy can you spare a dime?

Once I built a tower way up to the sun
With bricks and mortar and lime
Once I built a railroad and now it’s done
Brother can you spare a dime?

Once in khaki suits, gee we looked swell
Full of that Yankee Doodly Dum
Half a million boots went slogging through hell
I was the kid with the drum

Oh say, don’t you remember?
You called me Al
It was Al all the time
Say, don’t you remember? I was your pal
Buddy, can you spare a dime?

Say, don’t you remember?
You called me Al
It was Al all the time
Say, don’t you remember? I was your pal
Buddy, can you spare a dime?
Buddy, can you spare a dime?

Buzz Fledderjohn

Hold On - Single

I stood on the roof, stood till dark
To get a better look at the Fledderjohns' lawn
Big sharp pistols, ammo too
Nothing but books about World War II
Rottweiler, Dobermann, a Pinkerton guard
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed
I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I seen a python swallowing a Dobermann whole
Piranhas swimming in a mixing bowl
Buzz Fledderjohn

Paper's full of stabbings, the sky's full of crows
She's singing in Italian while she's hanging out her clothes
Carp in the bathtub and it's raining real hard
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I said that I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

Well, the sailor's ringing doorbells, the sinner's in the pew
Weathervane's squeaking to the west
I seen the cliffs of Dover and the deepest ocean blue
One thing in the world I can't recommend to you

Because I ain't allowed
I said, I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I said, I ain't allowed
No, I ain't allowed
I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

I ain't allowed
I ain't allowed
I said, I ain't allowed in Buzz Fledderjohn's yard

Candy Apple Red

( One from the Heart OST )

I don't care if she never comes back
Singing candy apple red
I'll never fall in love again, that's for sure
Singing candy apple red
I'm gonna drink just like a son of a bitch
Singing candy apple red
And drive my car into a drainage ditch
Singing candy apple red

*** Thanx a lot to Micah for this one ***

Coattails Of A Dead Man

Antipop - Primus

One two three
Well he wasn't lookin' for fanfare or fame
But it all came around just the same
He then met a girl with desire in her eye
He gave her love, she took his name

The times they were good, the times they were bad
Most times it was just in between
The hard pill he swallowed was the times that they had
She put on display for all to be seen

Some find their solace in work or the Lord
She was quite content in her dream
When his eyes they burned from the bright lime light
He found comfort in the bottle of ol' Jimmy Beam

One day from the depths of his deep darkened hole
He reached out for somethin' to feel
She offered back nothin' but lack of respect
So he let himself out with two barrels of steel

She cried in the day she cried in the night
She cried loudest when someone was near
Whether crying for him or she cried for herself
The bigger the camera the bigger the tear

Most folks agree she was living a hell
And publicly she showed her pain
And never once was there a thought for herself
And the ever growing slices of fortune and fame

Now on the coattails of a dead man she'll ride she'll ride
On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride
On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride she'll ride
On the coattails of a dead man she'll ride she'll ride high

Date To Church

Just Say Mao - The Replacements

Take you ?
On a, a little date to church
Take you and it hurt
On a, a little date to church, yeah

La la la la la
La la la la
Yeah, gimme one more
La la la la la
La la la la

Take your partner fast
I'm going to Leavenworth, Mass
Come on, it can't hurt
We're on a, a little date to church

Come on sing
La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la

Old Satan's looking out for you
He'll get you by and my it’s true
Oh, we haven't much time alive
Ah

Sitting in a pew
Well ain't we the chosen few?
It might not help, but it can't hurt
On a, a little date to church

La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la la

Deliver us, Reverend
Deliver us
What's that?

Tell me Heaven’s there
I got down on my knees
Tell me Heaven’s there

On a little date to church
On a little date to church
On a little date to church

Diamond In Your Mind

Don't Give Up On Me - Solomon Burke

I shook the hand of the president and the pope in Rome
I've been to parties where I've had to be flown
They said everything was sacred, nothing was profane
And money was something that you throw off the back of trains

Oh always keep a diamond in your mind
You gotta always keep a diamond in your mind
Wherever you may wander
Wherever you may roam
You gotta always keep a diamond in your mind

Steam of the gravy with little fried pearls
Floating like a necklace on a beautiful girl
Johan says thanks to the food and land
And oh so ever grateful for God's on my hands

Oh always keep a diamond in your mind
Always keep a diamond in your mind
Wherever you may wander
Wherever you may roam
You gotta always keep a diamond in your mind

She's got the milk of human kindness and the fat of the lamb
Scared like a baby, well she drives like a man
She lives outside of Natchez where she operates a crane
She's like a wrecking ball no longer connected to the chain

Oh Zerelda Samuel said she almost never prayed
Said she lost her right arm, blown off in a Pinkerton raid
Then they lashed her to a windmill with old 3-fingered Dave
Now she's 102 drinking mint juleps in the shade

Everybody, always keep a diamond in your mind
You gotta always keep a diamond in your mind
Wherever you may wander
Wherever you may roam
Your gotta always keep a diamond in your mind

Always keep a diamond in your mind
Always keep a diamond in your mind
Wherever you may wander
Wherever you may roam
Your gotta always keep a diamond in your mind

Always keep a diamond in your mind
Always keep a diamond in your mind
Wherever you may wander
Wherever you may roam
Your gotta always keep a diamond in your mind

Always keep a diamond in your mind
Always keep a diamond in your mind

Dog Door

It's a Wonderful Life - Sparklehorse

Oh mother I want a dog
I want a little dog
I saw a little dog
His name is happy

Well this is me ...
... old ...
I could be a shopkeeper
We’ll call ’em ...

She got a six foot pitchfork
I see the wrecking-ball
Back over here together
She got me here with or without

She got me coming through the dog door
She got me coming through the dog door

I said pitchfork
Oh step-ladders

You oughta walk away
But you can’t ...
... stairs
She got me gone back here
But don’t sit there
She let me keep the deck-chair

She got me coming through the dog door
She got me coming through the dog door

Pitchfork (pitchfork)
Crowbar (crowbar)
Clawhammer (clawhammer)
Hot tar (hot tar)

She got me through her middle name
But she can make it rain
She got a small-town chill
And she’s starving in the belly wheel

She got me coming through the dog door
She got me coming through the dog door

Pitchfork (pitchfork)
Crowbar (crowbar)
Clawhammer (clawhammer)
Hot tar (hot tar)

Do You Know What I Idi Amin

Extremely Cool - Chuck E. Weiss

Four blocks back I flipped my sack down
At Roscoe's for some fatback
Sheila Schwartz's sister Shomoe shucks schmeckels
At the seashore on Shaboose

Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin
Do you know what I Idi Amin
Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin
Do you know what I Idi Amin

? kitten sitting on the stoop
He's a Manhattan ? and looking so cute
Vladimir Tittler was a hoo-hoo of a man
His dad is on his back and his mama's eating spam

Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin
Do you know what I Idi Amin
Do you know what I Idi Amin Amin
Do you know what I Idi Amin

Shark Skin Charles and Water Melon Head
Woke up this morning with weevils in their bed
And Hazel climbs the stairs, cause she don't give a damn
I'm gonna eat all the mighty fine pudding that I can

Down There By The Train

American Recordings - Johnny Cash

There's a place I know where the train goes slow
Where the sinner can be washed in the blood of the lamb
There's a river by the trestle down by sinner's grove
Down where the willow and the dogwood grow

You can hear the whistle, you can hear the bell
From the halls of heaven to the gates of hell
And there's room for the forsaken if you're there on time
You'll be washed of all your sins and all of your crimes
If you're down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train goes slow

There's a golden moon that shines up through the mist
And I know that your name can be on that list
There's no eye for an eye, there's no tooth for a tooth
I saw Judas Iscariot carrying John Wilkes Booth
He was down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
He was down there where the train goes slow

If you've lost all your hope, if you've lost all your faith
I know you can be cared for and I know you can be safe
And all the shamefuls and all of the whores
And even the soldier who pierced the side of the Lord
Is down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train goes slow

Well, I've never asked forgiveness and I've never said a prayer
Never given of myself, never truly cared
I've left the ones who loved me and I'm still raising Cain
I've taken the low road and if you've done the same
Meet me down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train goes slow

Meet me down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there by the train
Down there where the train goes slow

Downtown Train

NME Big Four

Outside another yellow moon
Has punched a hole in the nighttime, yes
I climb through the window and down to the street
And I'm shining like a new dime
The downtown trains are full with all of those Brooklyn girls
They try so hard to break out of their little worlds

Well you wave your hand and they scatter like crows
They have nothing that will ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose
Be careful of them in the dark
Oh, if I was the one you chose to be your only one
Oh baby can't you hear me now, can't you hear me now

Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Every night it's just the same, you leave me lonely now

I know your window and I know it's late
I know your stairs and your doorway
I walk down your street and past your gate
I stand by the light at the four-way
You watch them as they fall, oh baby they all have heart attacks
They stay at the carnival, but they'll never win you back

Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night it's just the same, oh baby
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
All of my dreams they fall like rain, oh baby on a downtown train

Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
Where every night, every night it's just the same, oh baby
Will I see you tonight on a downtown train
All of my dreams just fall like rain, all on a downtown train
All on a downtown train, all on a downtown train
All on a downtown train, a downtown train

Empty Pockets

Live at Montreal Jazz Festival, 3rd July 1981

All I've got is empty pockets now

As I slow down Purple Avenues
To march around in April's shoes
Weathervanes remind
Of the summertimes that I've left behind

All the money's gone for Auld Lang Syne
I spent on eastern standard time
What happened to my roll
September fell right through the hole
All I've got is empty pockets now

Oh why does August try so hard
To hoist me on my own petard
I've learned one thing from losing her
That an ounce of prevention's worth a pound of cure

The shadows fall, I cannot thread
The tenor of the things you said
All that's left is flesh and bone
The lights are on but no one's home
All I've got is empty pockets now

I spill myself another drink
I count the whiskers in the sink
The orchestra is blind
But I've never been the worrying kind

Subsequently and furthermore
I'll sleep right here on the draining board
I will never be paroled
I like to drink them while they're cold
All I've got is empty pockets now

Fall Of Troy

The Dead Man Walking Soundtrack

It's the same with men as with horses and dogs
Nothing wants to die
Evelyn James they killed in a game
With guns too big for their hands
Just off St. Charles in No-Mans Land
And you'll have to find your own way home, boys
You'll have to find your own way home

The oldest was Troy, an eighteen year-old boy
Shot dead in March with a robbery
His brother started out to hell and to ruin
Troy's killer was never caught they say
Young nick he just went bad that day
Now he'll have to find his own way home, boys
He'll have to find his own way home

Why cook dinner?
Why make my bed?
Why come home at all?
Out the door and through the woods
There is a world where nothing grows

It's hard to say grace and to sit in the place
Of someone missing at the table
Mom's hair sprayed tight
And her face in her hands
Watching TV for answers to me
After all she's only human
And she's trying to find her own way home, boys
She's trying to find her own way home

My legs ache
My heart is sore
The well is full of pennies

Falling Down

Big Time LP - Live Compilation

I have come 500 miles just to see a halo
Come from St. Petersburg, Scarlett and me
Well I open my eyes, I was blind as can be
When you give a man luck, he must fall in the sea
And she wants you to steal and get caught
For she loves you for all that you are not
When you're falling down, falling down
When you're falling down, falling down, falling down

You forget all the roses, don't come around on Sunday
She's not gonna choose you for standing so tall
Go on and take a swig of that poison and like it
And don't ask for silverware, don't ask for nothing
Go on and put your ear to the ground
You know you will be hearing that sound......falling down.
You're falling down, falling down
Falling down, Falling down, falling down

When you're falling down, falling down, falling down


Go on down and see that wrecking ball come swinging on along
Everyone knew that hotel was a goner
They broke all the windows, they took all the door knobs
And they hauled it away in a couple of days
Now someone yell timber and take off your hat
It's a lot smaller down here on the ground
You're falling down, falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down, falling down

Someone's falling down, falling down, falling down
Falling down, falling down, falling down
 

Fannin Street

Wicked Grin - John Hammond

There's a crooked street in Houston town
It's a well born path I've traveled down
Now there's ruin in my name, I wish I never got off the train
I wished I'd listened to the words you said

Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
You'll be lost and never found
You can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street

Once I held you in my arms, I was sure
But I took that silent stare through the guilded door
The desire to have much more, all the glitter and the roar
I know this is where the sidewalk ends

Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
You'll be lost and never found
You can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street

When I was young I thought only of getting out
I said goodbye to my street, goodbye to my house
Give a man gin, give a man cards, give an inch he takes a yard
And I rue the day that I stepped off this train

Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
Don't go down to Fannin Street
You'll be lost and never found
You can never turn around
Don't go down to Fannin Street

Filipino Box Spring Hog

Born To Choose compilation

I hung on the Mary's stump
I danced with a soldier's glee
With a rum-soaked crook and a big fat laugh
I spent my last dollar on thee
I saw Bill Bones, I gave him a yell
Kehoe spiked the nog
With a chain link fence and a scrap iron jaw
We're cooking up a Filipino box spring hog
Cooking up a Filipino box spring hog

Old John broken and Jack the queer
Bought a rabbit in a crawfish bag
Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie
Worse brought nothin' but a bulletproof vest
And her criminal underwire bra
I was naked to the waist
With my fierce black hound
And we're cooking up a Filipino box spring hog
Cooking up a Filipino box spring hog

Spider rode in from Hollister Berm
With a one-eyed stolen mare
Donned himself with chicken fat
Sawing on a jawbone violin there
Livin' is easier than falling off a log
When you're cooking up a Filipino box spring hog
Cooking up a Filipino box spring hog

Dig a big pit in a dirty alley road
Fill it with a Madrone bag
Stinks like hell and the neighbors complain
Don't give a hoot what they say
Turn that hog, turn him over nice
Baste him with a sweeping broom
You gotta swat them flies and chain up the dogs
When your cooking up a Filipino box spring hog
Cooking up a Filipino box spring hog

Jerk meat possum with grapes and figs
old Brown Betty in a yellow wig
T'aint the mince meat filagree
T'aint the turkey neck stew
T'aint them brulee okra seeds
Though she made them special for you
Worse just won a prize for her Bottom Black Pie
The beans got thrown to the dogs.
Ja-he-se-us Christ, I can always make room
When they're cooking up a Filipino box spring hog
Cooking up a Filipino box spring hog
Cooking up a Filipino box spring hog
Cooking up a Filipino box spring hog
Cooking up a Filipino box spring hog

Good Old World (Waltz)

Night on Earth Soundtrack

When I was a boy, the moon was a pearl the sun a yellow gold
But when I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills were upside down
But now that I have gone from here there's no place I'd rather be
Than to float my chances on the tide back in the good old world
On October's last, I'll fly back home rolling down winding way
And all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave
But now summer is gone I remember it best back in the good old world
I remember when, she held my hand we walked home alone in the rain
How pretty her mouth, how soft her hair nothing can be the same
And there's a rose upon her breast where I long to lay my head
And her hair was so yellow and the wine was so red back in the good old world
And there's a rose upon her breast where I long to lay my head
And her hair was so yellow and the wine is so red back in the good old world

Heigh Ho! (The Dwarfs' Marching Song)

Stay Awake - Various Interpretations Of Music From Vintage Disney Films

Well, we dig dig dig
Well, we dig in our mine the whole day through
Dig dig dig, that is what we like to do
And it ain't no trick to get rich quick
If you dig dig dig, with a shovel and a pick
Dig dig dig, the whole day through
Got to dig dig dig, it's what we like to do in our mine, in our mine
Where a million diamonds shine
We got to dig dig dig, from the morning till the night
Dig dig dig up everything in sight
We got to dig dig dig, in our mine, in our mine
Dig up diamonds by the score
A thousand rubies, sometimes more
But we don't know what we are diggin' for, yeah

Heigh-ho, heigh-ho
It's off to work we go
We keep on singing all day long
Heigh-ho

Heigh-ho, heigh-ho
Got to make your troubles go
Well, you keep on singing all day long
Heigh-ho

Heigh-ho, heigh-ho

Highway Café

Pearls In The Snow - The Songs Of Kinky Friedman

She was only a waitress in a highway café
Poured coffee from dusk until dawn
But she's heart-broken 24 hours a day
For she longed for her trucker who’d gone
"Will you make it a corned beef on rye"
He’d sing with a gleam in her eye
Oh, the headlights were burning
And the big wheels were turning
Her sweetheart would come by and by

He’d park his great semi off Route 64
She’d blush with a sweet little sigh
For at half past eleven, he’d walk in the door
And order a corned beef on rye

"Will you make it a corned beef on rye"
He’d sing with a gleam in her eye
The jukebox was blarin'
His soft eyes were starin'
And the corned beef would come by and by

All the drivers remember that night, so they say
She’d said her farewells to them all
But when the hands on the clock reached a quarter past twelve
Her suitcase still stood in the hall

And the hours passed by even as the trucks passed by out on the highway
And then two grim Highway Patrolmen came into the place
They shook the rain from their hats
And as the poor girl brought them their coffee
These were the words that they said

"Hey, Curly, did you see that old diesel flattened out
Like your damned nose up by the predicament tonight?

"Well, he jack-knifed that son of a bitch slicker than owl shit!

"I'll have a chilli dog over here, baby.

"Hell, you don't suppose that he had a little ol’ hog way down the line somewhere, do you?

"Hey now, Curly, don't you know that them damn truckers
They got to take up a little filly at every café from here to Las Cruces!"

Now there is a small truck-stop on Route 64
If you happen to be passin' by
There's a trucker that never stops in anymore
There's a waitress who wished she knew why

"Oh, make it a corned beef on rye"
She sings with a tear in her eye
And as her dark eyes are glistening
There's someone who’s listening
In that highway café in the sky

"Oh, we'll make you the corned beef on rye"
She sings with a tear in her eye
And as her dark eyes are glistening
There's someone who’s listening
In that highway café in the sky

Helium Reprise

Helium - Tin Hat Trio

This blinding kiss breathes helium into my heart
And erases the embraces of all other lovers
With this kiss

Your ruby lips speak for themselves, they tell nothing but lies
I dissolve into the wax of a flickering candle
With this kiss

This isn’t real, in Chinatown everything’s cheap
I’m shipwrecked on the coast of your shoulders
And this kiss

And this kiss
And this kiss
And this kiss
And this kiss
And this kiss
This kiss
With this kiss

Home I'll Never Be

Allen Ginsberg tribute, Wadsworth Theatre, LA, 21st June 97

I left New York nineteen forty-nine
To go across the country without a bad-blame dime
Montana in the cold cold fall
Found my father in a gamblin’ hall

Father, father, where have you been?
I’ve been in the world since I was only ten
Don’t worry about me I’m about to die of the pleurisy
Cross the Mississippi, cross the Tennessee
Cross the Niagara, home I’ll never be
Home in old Medora, home in ol’ Truckee
Apalachicola, home I’ll never be

Better or for worse and thick and thin
Well, I’ve been married to the little woman
God loved me just like I loved him
I want you to do just the same for him
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry watch the wind
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry watch the wind
Oh, the worms eat away
But don’t worry watch the wind

So I left Montana on an old freight train
The night my father died in the cold cold rain
Home in old Medora, home in ol’ Truckee
Apalachicola, home I’ll never be
Home I’ll never be
Home I’ll never be

I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know

Live at Beverly Theatre, LA, 4th Oct 1986

You think you’ve found in heaven a bliss
With each caress from her fingertips
But I forgot more than you’ll ever know about her

You think you know the smile on her lips
The thrill and the touch from her fingertips
But I forgot more than you’ll ever know about her

You stole her from me one day
You didn’t care how you hurt me
But you can never steal away
The memories of what used to be

You stole her from me one day
You didn’t care how you hurt me
But you can never steal away
The memories of what used to be

You think she’s yours to have and to hold
One day you’ll find when the love grows cold
That I forgot more than you’ll ever know about her
I forgot more than you’ll ever know about her

I'll Never Let Go Of Your Hand

American Heart Soundtrack

Well ring the bell backwards and bury the axe
Fall down on your knees in the dirt
I'm tied to the mast between water and wind
Believe me you'll never get hurt
Our ring's in the pawnshop the rains in the hull
Down at the five point tyre stand I'll lose everything
But I won't let go of your hand

Well Peter denied and Judas betrayed
I'll bear with the roll of the drum
And the wind will tell the turn from the wheel
And the watchman is making his rounds
Well you'll leave me hanging by the skin of my teeth
I've only got one leg to stand
You can send me to hell
But I'll never let go of your hand

Swing from the rope on cross-legged tree
Signed with one-eyed Jack's blood
From Temple and Union
To LA and Grand
Walking back home in the mud

I must make my best of the only way home
Molly deals only in stone
I'm lost on the midway, I'm reckless in your eye
Just give me a couple more throws
I'll dare you to dine with a cross-legged knife
Dare me to jump and I will
I'll fall from your grace
But I'll never let go of your hand
I'll never let go of your hand

I'm Crazy About My Baby

American Heart Soundtrack

I’m walking on air
Oh, I’ve left all my blue days behind me
Oh baby, I’ve learned how to care
And there’s real love on my mind
I’m the world’s most happy creature
Tell me, what can worry me?
I’m crazy ‘bout my baby and my baby’s crazy ‘bout me, yeah

Oh, Mister Cupid was my teacher
Oh, the reason we agree
I’m crazy ‘bout my baby and my baby’s crazy ‘bout me, yeah
Oh, Parson, get that book out, get that book out
Hold it steady, steady in your hand
Understand, an A1 combination, the perfect he and she
I’m crazy ‘bout my baby and my baby’s so crazy ‘bout me

Oh, Parson, get that book out
Hold it steady in your hand
Look out, you can understand
It’s an A1 combination, the perfect he and she
Oh, I’m crazy ‘bout my baby and my baby’s crazy ‘bout me, yeah

I'm Not Your Fool Anymore

Mississippi Lad - Teddy Edwards

I’m not your fool
I’m not your fool
I’m not your fool
Not anymore

There was times when you were good to me
Now you can go, go, go
Never come back no more
It’s all over It’s all over

I’m not your fool
Not anymore
I’m not your fool
Not anymore

I tried, you know I tried
I tried so hard
I tried so hard
I tried so hard to satisfy you

I came runnin’ at your every beck and call
And there were times you wouldn’t even call at all
It’s all over, It’s all over

I’m not your fool
Not anymore
Not, not anymore

I don’t need you
I don’t need you
I don’t need you
Not anymore

I used to lie awake at night
Cryin’ the whole night through
But now I’ve found somebody new
To take the place of you
It’s all over
It’s all over

I’m not your fool
I’m not your fool
I’m not your fool
Not anymore

I’m not your fool
I’m not your fool
I’m not your fool
Not anymore
Not anymore
Not anymore

It Rains On Me

Extremely Cool - Chuck E. Weiss

This is how the world will be
Everywhere I go it rains on me
Forty monkeys drowning in a boiling sea
Everywhere I go it rains on me
I went down into the valley to pray
Everywhere I go it rains on me
I got drunk and I stayed all day
Everywhere I go it rains on me

Everywhere I go, everywhere I go
Everywhere I go, it rains on me

All God's chilluns can't you see
Everywhere I go it rains on me
Louie Lista and Marchese
Everywhere I go it rains on me
Robert Sheehan and Paul Body
Everywhere I go it rains on me
I went down to Argyle I went down to Dix
Everywhere I go it rains on me
To get my powders and to get my fix
Everywhere I go it rains on me

Everywhere I go, everywhere I go
Everywhere I go, it rains on me
Everywhere I go, everywhere I go
Everywhere I go, it rains on me

It's Alright With Me

Red Hot + Blue - A Tribute To Cole Porter

It's the wrong time and the wrong place
Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face
It's not her face, but such a charming face
And it's alright with me

It's the wrong song with the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely, it's the wrong smile
It's not her smile, but such a lovely smile
That it's alright with me

You can't know how happy I am we met
I'm strangely attracted to you
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you wanna forget someone too

It's the wrong game with the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting, they're the wrong lips
They're not her lips, but they're such tempting lips
That it's all right with me

It's the wrong time and the wrong place
Though your face is charming, it's the wrong face
It's not her face, but such a charming face
And it's alright with me

It's the wrong song with the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely, it's the wrong smile
It's not her smile, but a lovely smile
And it's alright with me

You can not know how happy I am we met
I'm strangely attracted to you
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you wanna forget someone too

It's the wrong game and the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting, it's the wrong lips
They're not her lips, but they're such tempting lips
And it's all right with me

And it's all right, it's all right
It's all right with me
It's all right with me

It's the wrong time and the wrong place
Though your lips are charming, it's the wrong face
It's not her face but a charming face
And it's alright with me

It's Over

Liberty Heights Soundtrack

You must have brought the bad weather with you
The sky's the colour of lead
All you've left me is a feather
On an unmade bed

It's always me whenever there's trouble
The world does nothing but turn
And the ring it fell off my finger
I guess I'll never learn

But it's over, it's over, it's over
I'm getting dressed in the dark
Our story ends before it begins
I always confess to everyones sins
The nail gets hammered down
And it's over, let it go

So don't go and make a big deal out of nothing
Well it's just a storm on a dime
And I've always found there's nothing
That money can't buy
I've already gone to the place I'm going
There's no place left to fall
And there's something to be said
For saying nothing at all

And it's over, it's over, it's over
It's done forgotten and through
No one cares what it's all for
You'll be buried in the clothes that you've never wore
So keep your suitcase by the door
It's over, let it go

No one cares what it's all for
You'll be buried in the clothes that you never wore
So keep your suitcase by the door
It's over, let it go
You gotta let it go
Let it go, let it go

Jayne's Blue Wish

Big Bad Love Soundtrack

The sky holds all our wishes
The dish ran away with the spoon
Chimney smoke ties the roofs to the sky
There's a hole overhead
It's only the moon
Will there ever be a tree
Grown from the seeds I've sown
Life is a path lit only by the light of those I've loved
By the light of those I love

Life's a path lit only by the light of those I've loved
By the light of those I love

Jersey Girl

Bounced Checks

Got no time for the corner boys
Down in the street makin' all that noise
Don't want no whores on Eighth Avenue
Cause tonight I'm gonna be with you

Cause tonight I'm gonna take that ride
Across the river to the Jersey side
Take my baby to the carnival
And I'll take you on all the rides

Down the shore everything's alright
You with your baby on a Saturday night
Don't you know that all my dreams come true
When I'm walkin' down the street with you

Sing sha la la la la sha la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la sha la la la la la
I'm in love with a Jersey girl
Sha la la la la sha la la la la la yeah yeah yeah
Sha la la la la sha la la la la la

You know she thrills me with all her charms
When I'm wrapped up in my baby's arms
My little angel gives me everything
I know someday that she'll wear my ring

So don't bother me cause I got no time
I'm on my way to see that girl of mine
Nothin' else matters in this whole wide world
When you're in love with a Jersey girl

Sing sha la la la sha la la la la la yeah yeah
Sha la la sha la la sha la la la la
I'm in love with a Jersey girl
Sha la la la sha la la la la la la yeah yeah
Sha la la sha la la sha la la la la la

And I call your name, I can't sleep at night

Sha la la la sha la la la la la la la la yeah
Sha la la la la sha la la la la
I'm in love with a Jersey girl
Sha la la la yeah, don't bother me just ain't got no time
Sha la la la la la la la la
I'm in love, I'm in love with a Jersey girl
Sha la la sha la la sha la la la la la

Jesus Blood Never Failed Me Yet

Jesus Blood Never Failed Me Yet - Gavin Bryars

Jesus' blood never failed me yet
Never failed me yet
Jesus' blood never failed me yet
There's one thing I know
For he loves me so

Just Another Dime Store Novel

Foreign Affairs Sessions, July/August 1977

Stop me if you've heard this one.
Well, I said, looky here, baby, I'm here for the same reason you are. I've been married to the same woman for twenty-five years, and not once has she asked me what I do for a living. She tells me that she loves me but I know that she's a gyppy. I find matchbooks in her purse from every goddam bar in town. Her mother's a transvestite and her father was always a poor brush man, but he was bald as door knob and hell, I was afraid to try. I had a vasectomy when I was thirteen years old, when I knocked up this thirteen hundred pound Mexican woman. I didn't have a green card and I worked for her father for seven years, at the Hermasillo Chamber of Commerce. Hell, I had minimum wage and shit, and I finally told him hey, he could have his job for crying out loud. And I told her I was going out for a pack of cigarettes one night. I got into a taxi cab and told him to take me to East St Louis, I'll pay whatever's on the meter. Now that's when I hooked up with this pharmacist, you see? Yeah, this pharmacist, crazy pharmacist, you see? Let me sweep up in the apothecary for a hot meal and some neosenefrin while I studied hotel management at night.

Well, I finally got ready for the exam and I rented a room above a barber shop, when Jimmy the Lock one night broke in, stole some Lucky Tiger, a half pint of Bay Rum, and a 'Field & Stream' magazine. I caught a cross-town bus. Well you see, I told the guy to let me off at the nearest bar and I walked inside and what do you know? That's right! A girl I hadn't seen in fifteen years recognized me after a shave and told me that she thought we could make beautiful music together, and I said, 'Baby, I have a tin ear' and she said, 'Shit, I have a glass eye and a bum leg'. So we went to her place and I found she was running guns to Africa and selling Avon products without a license, so I borrowed a car to go to the beach and meet new friends. Damn!

Eh-he-he... Well, that ain't the half of it, man, you know... boy, have I got troubles, man... Well, I was pulled over for driving without sunglasses and Bermudas, and I was harassed and intimidated until we got to talking about Pete Kelly's blues, and I know a guy named Webb, and they gave me a free color brochure booklet on how to avoid child molesting, and I drove away with a new lease on life and ten dollars in my pocket, which I spent on an out-of-print Cozy Cole album at Music Man Murray's, which I considered an investment in the future. Along with a hi-fi recording of the 1959 Grand Prix at Sebring, which was in the wrong jacket and turned out to be a Rudy Ray Moore album. Well anyhow, I'd been trying to lay my hands on that sucker for years, and needless to say I was beside myself, so I turned to myself and I said.
'Hey Earl! You gonna be a bum all your life?' You know. I said, 'Are you talking to ME?' Eh-he... Earl was one of my aliases at the time, you see. I was traveling under the name of Earl Scheib, maybe you've heard of me?

Well anyhow, to make a long story short, I threw in with these Italian guys in Montabello. Well, they talked me into opening up a used-food restaurant, and hell you know, you got used cars, used clothes, used furniture, why not used food, well? For the less fortunate people who don't get out much, you know what I mean.

Anyhow, on opening night this one-armed bass-player goes berserk right in front of the goddam place, with search lights and all, well that attracted the authorities over there.. eh-he... They were tipped off, you see. I always maintained that it was a real inside job, and they discovered it was a front for a prosthetics supermarket and a pet hospital.

Anyhow... I was at a loss for words, and I was sent to two years in prison, but they suspended the sentence, and had me listen to a band called Mondray for six months and no parole. Anyhow, I got out and I swore I was going straight. I got the first flight to Vegas where I enrolled in a major university and spent two years studying to be a typing teacher. My analyst said it was the healthiest thing he ever heard of. Anyhow, before the end of the fiscal year I was living on chicken and wine, I'm not talking about bullshit here! No record. Clean. Every night I'd put on a tie and hit the after hours bars with my old beat-up Underwood typewriter. I'd only read about these places in Tally's Corner , mind.

Anyhow, here I was with shades on hanging out in the bar. Well, this trombone player named Marcel Tupee asked me if I wanted to sit in one night, and of course I was nervous and scared and shit. Well, he who hesitates is lost, and when I got on the bandstand and they hit me with the spotlight, I knew that something was happening, and they kicked off a blues in B-flat and I just typed, man! Like a crazy man! Typed like a crazy man, all that woodsheddin' had paid off, and oh hell, baby, 'You Shiiiibe man', you've heard the story a thousand times, I know. I don't wanna bore you. It's a dime store novel, and hell, you know the rest. I got strung out and then I got my own group, and started playing the MYF meetings, like three shows a night, four on the weekends, and I couldn't pay the band, they left me flat one night in Montgomery Wards. I was there, you know, bartering for some band uniforms, and hell, I ain't seen hide nor hair of 'em since, so I got out of the racket. Went back to my first wife and begged her to take me back, told her I'd changed, there'd be no more of them bondage scenes, and I'm a new man. She slapped me with a fifteen dollar bill for an orthodontist who claimed I walked the check on some braces. Are you sure you wanna hear this, man? Anyhow, she gave me the bum's rest, Jack, and I got a job sweeping up at Yonkers' race track. And one afternoon right in the middle of the daily double, I got inspiration.

I remembered Hitler's phone number. That's right, thirteen thirteen, lucky number! And I put everything I had, sixty-eight bucks, on number thirteen, 'Big Blitz', and it paid ten to one, I got twelve hundred and sixty bucks. Quit my job, drove all night to New Orleans where I met the girl of my dreams, woke her up and played the long version of 'Harlem Nocturne' on my trumpet. She called the paramedics and they shot me full of thorozine, and said take a long walk off a short pier, well I ain't no fool! No siree! I got me three hots and a flop and the first thing smokin' out of town, if you understand what I mean.

And baby, I saw you in nineteen fifty-seven. Nineteen fifty-seven in a Lincoln Continental with Rhode Island plates, passing me on Route 66 doing seventy-five miles an hour, with a blue scarf around your neck, smoking a Lucky Strike, and wearing Chanel No. 5, with a Rosemary Clooney record on the radio, and I knew you didn't see me. But I saw you! And I told myself that night, that I gotta get next to that girl. So what do you say you slide down a stool, and we could get acquainted?

Little Drop Of Poison

The End Of Violence soundtrack

I like my town with a little drop of poison
Nobody knows they're lining up to go insane
I'm all alone, I smoke my friends down to the filter
But I feel much cleaner after it rains

She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

Did the devil make the world while God was sleeping
Someone said you'll never get a wish from a bone
Another wrong goodbye and a hundred sailors
That deep blue sky is my home

She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison
She left in the fall, that's her picture on the wall
She always had that little drop of poison

A rat always knows when he's in with weasels
Here you lose a little every day
I remember when a million was a million
They all have ways to make you pay
They all have ways to make you pay

Little Man

Mississippi Lad - Teddy Edwards

Sure as fire will burn
There's one thing you will learn
Those things you have cherished
Are things that you have earned
Luck is when opportunity
Meets with preparation
And the same is true for every generation

Little man
As you climb upon my knee
The whole future lies in thee
Little man

Little man
Never hurry, take it slow
Things worth while need time to grow
Little man

Don't look back
There are things that might distract
Move ahead towards your goal
And the answers will unfold
Little man
Love is always in the air
It is there for those who care
Little man

Don't look back
There are things that might distract
Move ahead towards your goal
And the answers will unfold
Little man
Love is always in the air
It is there for those who care
Little man
Little man
Little man
Little man

Long Way Home

Big Bad Love Soundtrack

Two, One two three four

Well I stumbled in the darkness
I'm lost and alone
Though I said I'd go before us
And show the way back home
Is there a light up ahead?
I can't hold on very long
Forgive me pretty baby but I always take the long way home

Money's just something you throw
Off the back of a train
Got a handful of lightening
A hat full of rain
And I know that I said
I'd never do it again
And I love you pretty baby but I always take the long way home

I put food on the table
And a roof overhead
But I'd trade it all tomorrow
For the highway instead
Watch your back if I should tell you
Loves the only thing I've ever known
One thing for sure pretty baby I always take the long way home

You know I love you baby
More than the whole wide world
You are my woman
I know you are my pearl
Let's go out past the party lights
We can finally be alone
Come with me and we can take the long way home
Come with me, together we can take the long way home
Come with me, together we can take the long way home

Louise

Friends Of MineRamblin' Jack Elliot

They say you’re seeing someone, you’re wearing his ring
They say you laughed when you heard my name
They say he takes you dancing, he holds you so near
They say he’ll buy you anything
Tell me am I foolish, I don’t believe these stories
Darling, I’ll be coming home soon

Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it, tell it to me

Well, I know you will not see me, but I hear you have a daughter
I hear she has my eyes
They say she calls him father, and that he’s proud of her
And that he believes all of your lies
But for all your faithless beauty, I give all my tomorrows
And if you’re still thinking of me

Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it, tell it to me

Took a job in Tennessee
To build a life for us
Give a kiss to win a heart
Take a kiss to break apart

They say you’re seeing someone, you’re wearing his ring
They say you laughed when you heard my name
They say he takes you dancing, he holds you so near
They say he’ll buy you anything
Well, tell me am I foolish, I don’t believe these stories
Darling, I’ll be coming home soon

Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it, tell it to me
Oh Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it, tell it to me
Oh Louise, Louise, if it’s true
Tell it, tell it to me

Martin Goes And Does Where It's At

I’m Everyone I’ve Ever Loved - Martin Mull

Martin Mull :
Hey buddy, excuse me

Tom Waits :
Yeah

Martin Mull :
Can I get you over here for a second? I have...

Tom Waits :
Hold your horses, man. I’m busier than a set of jumper cables at a Puerto Rican wedding, man

Waitress :
I need a Mai Tai, a Brandy Alexander and a draught, light

Tom Waits :
Ai, ai, ai...

Martin Mull :
I, I could use another one though. I, I don’t usually do this.
It’s just that, I’m in the music business.
You ever get, you ever get anybody in here from...

Tom Waits :
Yeah, things are tough all over, man. What else is new? Yeah

Martin Mull :
Well today they made me do a disco record.
I mean, it’s just...
As I said, I don’t usually do this.
I’d really like another one, if that’s all right.
You, You don’t mind pennies do you?

Tom Waits :
Oh, we can always use pennies

Martin Mull :
Oh, fantastic. I think I eh, I think I got enough there for a double

Tom Waits :
I think you got enough there for a funeral

Mr Henry

Bounced Checks

Mr Henry staggers home
When the evenings done
He's as poor as a church mouse
High on the Meyers rum
Tugging at his shirt tail
Jiggling his church key
Chewing on a toothpick
On another binge
Trampling a rosebush
Whistling to himself (whistle)
Now don't wake up a neighbour
Spitting on a hinge
Rattling the milkbottles
Tripping on a skate
Hiding from the Newsboy
Before it's too late

The Screen doors open
Don't make no noise in the Kitchen
Got no excuse
For a cold grey wife that starts bitching
That the no good bum is at it again
After she's given him
All the best years of her life
He'll tell her he was celebrating
Savage's divorce
Played a hunch out at Yonkers
You can never trust a horse
And thrown in jail
An sworn he'd never do these things again
He's got an alibi
But never tells her where he's been
Henry! Henry!

A Nickel's Worth Of Dreams

Foreign Affairs Sessions, July/August 1977

Well, the shoeshine boy’s got lines around the block
The bloodhound’s let the convicts get away
And after you’re asleep, all the cheerleaders weep
And the ham-and-eggers win the Irish Sweepstakes every day

The paper boys make headlines and the janitors are winking
As they’re filling up their dustpans full of hundred dollar bills
The never-do-wells and stingy-pins all ride around in taxis
In the style that they have grown accustomed to

And the parking lot attendants leave the money in the drawer
And take that Corvette Stingray with a four-on-the-floor
And pull into the filling station and instead of gasoline
Say, 'Hey buddy, can you fill it with a nickel’s worth of dreams?'

Old Time Feelin'

Friends Of Mine - Ramblin' Jack Elliot

That old time feeling
Goes sneaking down the hall
Like an old grey cat in winter
Keeping close to the wall

No One Can Forgive Me But My Baby

Got Love If You Want It - John Hammond

Crack a mean whip, carry a big gun
Cast a long shadow till the day is done
Do ninety miles an hour down the Devil’s trail
Done hard time in a hundred jails
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby

Now Jesus don’t know, Mary don’t know
Preacher don’t know, Mamma don’t know
Daddy don’t know, my brother don’t know
St. John don’t know, St. Peter don’t know
No one can forgive me but my baby

I took a hundred dollars from a blind man’s hand
I slept with the whores on the burnin’ sand
Got twenty-seven children I’ve never seen
Got blood on my hands that will never come clean
I got long arms, tell big lies
Stole the pennies from my dear mother’s eyes
I’m tall in the saddle, about six foot nine
I beat up revenuers all the time
No one can forgive me but my baby
Oh, no one can forgive me but my baby

I got a mean temper, I’m a big liar
Broke all the laws, set the house on fire
When I stand before Jesus and he asks me to kneel
I’ll tell him maybe we can make a deal
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby

I don’t pay no bills, I don’t say no prayers
Give back nothin’ and I take all dares
Stole a car and I got me a gun
If there ain’t no road I’m gonna make me one
Broke my baby’s heart and I whip my dog
I don’t say nothin’ when I meet my God
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby

No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby
No one can forgive me but my baby
Forgive me, baby

On The Other Side Of The World

Night on earth Soundtrack

There's a blue eyed girl with a red bow tie
And a string of pearls with one good eye
In a rainy town the chimney smoke will curl
No one likes clowns on the other side of the world
And the children know she'll never let me go

There's a one legged priest that tangos with the farmers wife
Beauty and the beast is taking her own life
And a tear on a letter back home turns into a lake of your own
And a crow turns into a girl on the other side of the world
And she tastes like the sea and she's waiting for me

In the spring the weeds will show he brought back the only rose
And he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world
And I drink champagne from your thin blue veins

She visits his grave wearing her mother's shawl
Should I shave or end it all
There's an old sailors song that the children know
As their fingers curl around the other side of the world
On a bone white mare lost in Kathleen's hair

In the spring the weeds will show that he brought back the only rose
And he gave it to his girl on the other side of the world

On The Road

Reads On The Road - Jack Kerourac

I left New York in 1949
To go across the country without a bad blame dime
Montana in the cold cold fall
Found my father in the gambling hall

Father, Father where you been?
I've been out in the world and I'm only ten
Father, Father where you been?
I've been out in the world and I'm only ten

Don't worry about me if I should die of pleurisy

Across to Mississippi, across to Tennessee
Across the Niagara, home I'll never be
Home in ol' Medora, home in Ol' Truckee
Apalachicola, home I'll never be

Better or for worse, thick and thin
Like being married to the Little poor man
God he loves me (God he loves me)
Just like I love him (just like I love him)
I want you to do (I want you to do)
Just the same for him (just the same for him, yeah)

Well the worms eat away but don't worry watch the wind
So I left Monatana on an old freight train (on an old freight train)
The night my father died in the cold cold rain (in the cold cold rain)

Road to Opelousas, road to Wounded Knee
Road to Ogallala home I'll never be
Road to Oklahoma, road to El Cahon
Road to Tahachapi, road to San Antone

Hey, hey

Road to Opelousas, road to Wounded Knee
Road to Ogallala, home I'll never be
Road to Oklahoma, road to El Cahon
Road to Tahachapi, road to San Antone

Home I'll never be, home I'll never be
Home I'll never be, home I'll never be
Home I'll never be, home I'll never be

Once More Before I Go

Candy Mountain Soundtrack

Once more before I go
Out to Killarney
Once more before I go
Beg me to stay

As the wind blows across my grave
I will be calling
Once more before I go
Once more forever more

Once more before I go
I will remember
Once more before I go
Beg me to stay

Once more before I go
I will be calling
La la la la la la la
La la la ever more

Once more before I go
I will be calling
Once more before I go
Beg me to stay

Papa's Got A Brand New Bag

Live at Massey Hall, Toronto - 7th August 1987

Come on sister, Papa’s in the swing
Ain’t too hip now, about that new breed babe
He ain’t no drag
Papa’s got a brand new bag

Come here mama and dig this crazy scene
Ain’t too hip now but his line is pretty clean
He ain’t no drag Papa’s got a brand new bag

He’s doing the Jerk, he’s doing the Fly
Don’t play him cheap cause you know he ain’t shy
He’s doing the Monkey, the Mashed Potatoes
Jump back Jack, see you later alligator

Come on sister, Papa’s in the swing
Ain’t too hip now about that new breed, babe
He ain’t no drag Papa’s got a brand new bag

Papa, he’s doing the, doing the Twist
He’s doing the Twist just like this
He’s doing the Fly every day and every night
And the Thing, like the Boomerang

Papa! I said Papa!
Come on Hey! Hey!
Come on
Hey! Hey!
It's so nice, it’s out of sight
Come on Hey! Hey!
Come on
Hey!

Paradise Alley

Paradise Alley Soundtrack

When the hawk’s in the kitchen and the sirens in bloom
And the losers have been swept from the gin mills
Hello sucker, Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
34th Street good tidings to you

And will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight?
We’ll leave town in a bottle of whiskey
And come on you old scarecrow and be a wheel not a lamppost
Just put a saddle on a wishbone and you’re halfway there

You know the heroes will wait where their dreams used to be
Go on and ask the hooligans as they sweep down the midway
I’m going waltzing tonight with the Statue of Liberty
And come on you old lazy-bones let’s get out of this place

Will you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight?
We’ll leave town in a bottle of whiskey
And come on you old scarecrow and be a wheel not a lamppost
Just put a saddle on a wishbone and you’re halfway there

Now there’s a counterfeit moon and I’m seeing right through it
Cause the dawn spent it all in one place
And we’ll rise to the top of the morning tonight
You can ride on my shoulders and I’ll show you the way

If you meet me in Paradise Alley tonight
We’ll leave town in a bottle of whiskey
So come on you old scarecrow and be a wheel not a lamppost
Just put a saddle on a wishbone and you’re halfway there

Piano Has Been Drinking

The Bounced Checks

The piano has been drinking
My necktie's asleep
The combo went back to New York, and left me all alone
The jukebox has to take a leak
Have you noticed that the carpet needs a haircut?
And the spotlight looks just like a prison break
And the telephone's out of cigarettes
As usual the balcony's on the make
And the piano has been drinking, heavily
The piano has been drinking
And he's on the hard stuff tonight

The piano has been drinking
And you can't find your waitress
Even with the Geiger counter
And I guarantee you that she will hate you
From the bottom of her glass
And all of your friends remind you
That you just can't get served without her
The piano has been drinking

The piano has been drinking
And the lightman's blind in one eye
And he can't see out of the other
And the piano-tuner's got a hearing aid
And he showed up with his mother
And the piano has been drinking
Without fear of contradiction I say
The piano has been drinking

Our Father who art in ?
Hallowed by thy glass
Thy kindom come, thy will be done
On Earth as it is in the lounges
Give us this day our daily splash
Forgive us our hangovers
As we forgive all those who continue to hangover against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver from evil and someone you must all ride home

Because the piano has been drinking
And he's your friend not mine
Because the piano has been drinking
And he's not my responsibility

The bouncer is this Sumo wrestler
Kinda cream puff casper milk toast
And the owner is just a mental midget
With the I.Q. of a fencepost
I'm going down, hang onto me, I'm going down
Watch me skate across an acre of linoleum
I know I can do it, I'm in total control
And the piano has been drinking
And he's embarassing me
The piano has been drinking, he raided his mini bar

The piano has been drinking
And the bar stools are all on fire
And all the newspapers were just fooling
And the ash-trays have retired
And I've got a feeling that the piano has been drinking
It's just a hunch
The piano has been drinking and he's going to lose his lunch
And the piano has been drinking
Not me, not me, The piano has been drinking not me

Playin' Hooky

Foreign Affairs Sessions

I’m playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
I can’t walk cool when I got books underneath my arm
I’m playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
And I’m afraid I will be failing to be hearing the alarm

I refuse to go to school, think I’ll play a little pool
And I will pass on the curriculum today
I apologize to educational supplies
Statistics just keep getting in my way
How will they teach me how to learn I don’t want to be no attorney
Or receive a credential just like Raymond

I’m playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
I can’t walk cool when I got books underneath my arm
Playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
And I’m afraid I would be failing to be hearing the alarm

Maximum security is some peculiarity
My educationality has brought me to a conclusion
Institutionality that tries to blow the malady
Can never seem to go to the release
So can you blame me if I’m tempted
And the chug down is pre-empted

Playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
I can’t walk cool when I got books underneath my arm
I’m playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
And I’m afraid I would be failing to be hearing the alarm

Counselors said I’m maladjusted and I never can be trusted
Irreconcilable differences cause problems with the faculty
Conflicting interests in the area
But I should intend to be considering vocationally
I must be dealt with very gently and I might say incidentally

Playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
Can’t walk cool when I got books underneath my arm
I’m playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
And I’m afraid I would be failing to be hearing the alarm

? called detention, with the captives aforementioned
Assuming the dilemma’s to rile the guard
Here’s a memo to communicate or maybe you should demonstrate
Instead of just divulging information in regard
Beyond the shadow of a doubt, you can trample yourself out

I can’t walk cool when I got books underneath my arm
I’m playin’ hooky, I’m playin’ hooky
And I’m afraid I would be failing to be hearing the alarm

Pontiac

Smack My Crack - Various Artists

Well let’s see, we had the eh, we had the Fairlane.
Then the u-joints went out on that and the bushings and then your mother wanted to trade it in on the Tornado, so we got the Tornado.
God, I hated the color of that son of a bitch. And the dog destroyed the upholstery on the Ford.
Boy, that was long before you were born. We called it the Yellowbird, two-door, three on the tree.
Tight little mother. Threw a rod, sold it to Jacobs for a hundred dollar.

Now the Special eh, four-holer, you’ve never seen body panels lining up like that.
Overhead cam, dual exhaust. You know I had, let’s see I had, four Buicks, loved them all.

Now your Uncle Emmet, well he drives a Thunderbird, it used to belong to your Aunt Evelyn.
Now, she ruined it, drove it to Indiana with no gear oil. That was the end of that!
Sold that Cadillac to your mom. Your mom loved that Caddy.
Independent rear suspension, Landau top, good tires. Gas hog. I swear it had the power to repair itself.

I love the old, Dan Steele used to give ‘em to me at a discount.
Showroom models and that. And then there was the Pontiac and...God, I loved that Pontiac.
Well, it was kind of an ox-blood. It just kinda handled so beautifully.
Yeah, I miss that car. Well, it was a long time ago, a long time ago.

Poor Little Lamb

Demo

Poor little lamb now his fleece is all cold
Wakes up in the morning alone
Poor little lamb knows what’s coming
Life is an empty cup

Poor little lamb watch your shoulder
Coyote’s waiting out there
Nobody will get any older
If we don’t find a way out of here

So let’s go on a bummer this summer
Where we won’t have to be afraid
The world will be on a hummer, boys
And we’ll laugh and we’ll drink lemonade

Purple Avenue

Blame It On My Youth - Holly Cole

I slow down, Purple Avenue
To march around in April's shoes
Weathervanes remind
Of the summertimes that I've left behind

Money's gone, for Auld Lang Syne
I spent on eastern standard time
Whatever happened to my roll
September fell right through the hole
All I've got is empty pockets now

Why does August try so hard
To hoist me on my own petard
I've learned one thing from how we were
That an ounce of prevention's worth a pound of cure

The shadows fall but I cannot thread
The tenor of the things you said
All that's left is flesh and bone
Lights are on but no one's home
All I've got is empty pockets now

I spill myself another drink
I count the silver in the sink
The orchestra is blind
But I've never been the worrying kind

Subsequently and furthermore
I'll sleep right here on the draining board
I'll never be paroled
I like to drink them while they're cold
All I've got is empty pockets now

Putting On The Dog

Liberty Heights Soundtrack

You gotta stomp, whistle and scream
You gotta wake right up in your dreams
You gotta jump, wheel and drive
Keep that feeling alive
You gotta kick, holler and shout
I'm gonna tell you what it's all about
You gotta tell me that you love me
Tell me that you're mine
We're putting on the dog tonight
We're putting on the dog tonight
We'll be p...putting on the dog tonight
Putting on, putting on the dog tonight
We'll be putting on the dog tonight
We'll be putting on the dog tonight
Putting on the dog
Putting on the dog
We'll flip, we'll follow and fly
Just do it now and don't ask why
You gotta strut, wiggle and slide
Let everybody know that you're alive
You gotta crank, gallop and twist
Do it once, you'll never resist
Tell me that you love me
Tell me that you're mine
We're putting on the dog tonight
Putting on the dog tonight, alright

Well we'll be going to a sooky jump it's rain and it pours
Big old Lecky with his suicide doors
Tip that bottle from the brim to the dregs
You ain't dancing 'till you cross your legs
Putting on the dog tonight
We'll be putting on the dog tonight
We'll be putting on the dog tonight
Putting on the dog tonight
Putting on the dog
I've been p...putting on the dog
Putting on the dog
Putting on the dog
Putting on the dog
Putting on the dog

Rainbow Sleeves

Girl At Her Volcano - Rickie Lee Jones

You used to dream yourself away each night
To places that you’ve never been
On wings made of wishes that you whispered to yourself
Back when every night the moon and you would sweep away
To places that you knew you would never get the blues

Now whiskey gives you wings to carry each one of your dreams
And the moon does not belong to you
But I believe that your heart keeps young dreams
Well, I’ve been told to keep from ever growing old
And a heart that has been broken will be stronger when it mends

Don’t let the blues stop singing
Darling, you only got a broken wing
Hey, you just hang on to my rainbow
Hang on to my rainbow
Hang on to my rainbow sleeves

River Of Men

Fishing With John Soundtrack

Fishers of men
Fishers of men
Up one side and back again
Along the river of men

Our trusty bows are in our boat
Along the river of men
Sing with me John
Along the river of men
Along the river of men
Up one side and back again
Along the river of men, of men, of men, of men
He yells at the crew they get nothing to eat
Along the river of men
And it's up one side and back again
Along the river of men, of men
Along the river of men
Along the river of men
Along the river of men

Sea Of Love

Sea Of Love soundtrack

Come with me my love to the sea
The sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm drowning in a sea of love

Do you remember the night we met?
That's the night I knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm drowning in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Do you remember the night we met?
That's the night I just knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm down in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Do you remember the night we met?
That's the night I just knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm down in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Do you remember the night we met?
That's the night I just knew you were my pet
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm down here in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Come with me my love to the sea
The sea of love
I want to tell you
How much I love you
I'm down here in a sea of love

Come with me to the sea

Scarecrow

Foreign Affairs Sessions, July/August 1977

Buzzards drive a crooked sky
Make a junkie’s promise in a courier’s eye
And a bankrupt corduroy wad on the thigh
A strangled acre by a thirsty stream
A crucified body, just a three day stubble
On the chin of a nightmare stampede
And tomorrow’ll be hirin’ a two dollar gun
And I tell you that someone’s gonna pay
Cause when the weathervane’s sleeping
And the moon turns its back
And crawl on the belly on the railroad tracks
And keep well hidden till the porchlight’s dim
And pump sixteen shells in the belly of a scarecrow
And blame it all on him

Silent Night

S.O.S United

Silent night, Holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child
Holy Infant so tender and mild
Sleep in Heavenly peace
Sleep in Heavenly peace

Silent night, Holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from Heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Hallelujah
Christ, the Savior is born
Christ, the Savior is born

Silent night, Holy night
Son of God, love’s pure light
Radiant beams from thy Holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at thy birth

Sleep Tonight

Dirty Work - Rolling Stones

You better get some sleep tonight
You better get some sleep tonight
Honey, just warn your friends
You better get some sleep tonight

They say you watch the sun go down
The same old shadows crawl over town
Those thoughts of you, it shivers me
The moon grows cold in memory

Baby, yeah, you better get some sleep tonight
All you gotta do is close your eyes
You better get some sleep tonight

I wish you, baby, all the best
If you turn out like all the rest
This darkness, baby, it’s chilling me
The stars stare down in sympathy

Baby, yeah, you better get some sleep tonight
All you gotta do is close your eyes
Baby

You better get some sleep tonight
Oh baby, you better get some sleep tonight
Warn all your friends
You better get ‘em out of sight
You better get some sleep tonight

They robbed you of your dignity
They even steal your heart from me
It ain’t revenge, you understand
Babe, I just wanna know who dealt this hand
Baby, that’s alright
Baby, git it up, git it up

All you gotta do is close your eyes
You better get some sleep tonight
You better
You better get ‘em out of sight

Maybe in your dreams
Better get some sleep tonight
Honey, warn all your friends
Oh, you better

Standing On The Corner

Live at Agora Ballroom, Cleveland, Ohio, 25th August 1976

Well, I’m standing on the corner watching all the girls go by
I’m always standing on the corner underneath the springtime sky
Well, you can’t go to jail for what you’re thinking
Or for the 'woo' look in your eye
You been standing on the corner watching all the girls
Watching all the girls, watching all the girls, they go by

And it’s Saturday and I’m so broke
And I couldn’t buy a girl a nickel Coke
I’m going, so what, I’m feeling just like a millionaire
Now just take me down to Main Street
And I’ll survey the harem waiting for me there

I’m gonna be standing on the corner watching all the girls go by
Oh baby, what you do now?
Standing on the corner giving all the girls the eye
Well this ain't much of an occupation
Give it a whirl, give it a try
And you’ll be standing on the corner watching all the girls
Watching all the girls, watching all the girls, they go by

You know that I’m the cat that’s got the cream
And I ain’t got me a girl but I can dream
I ain’t got me a girl but I can wish
Now just take me down to Main Street
And I’ll select my own, imagine my own imaginary dish

I’m standing on the corner watching all the girls go by
I’m gonna be standing on the corner underneath the springtime sky
You know you can’t get arrested for what you’re thinking
Or for the 'woo' look in your eye
You been standing on the corner watching all the girls
Watching all the girls, watching all the girls, they go by

I’m gonna watch ‘em go by
Oh, hubba hubba, man
Go by, yeah
I’m gonna watch ‘em go by

Strange Weather

Big Time LP - Live Compilation

Will you take me across the Channel,
London Bridge is falling down.
Strange a woman tries to save
What a man will try to drown.
And he's the rain that they predicted,
Its the forecast every time.
The rose has died because you picked it
And I believe that brandy's mine.

And all over the world
Strangers
Talk only about the weather.
All over the world
It's the same
It's the same
It's the same.

The world is getting flatter,
The sky is falling all around.
And nothing is the matter
For I never cry in town.
And a love like ours, my dear,

Is best measured when its down.
And I never buy umbrellas,
For there's always one around.

And all over the world Strangers Talk only about the weather. All over the world It's the same
It's the same
It's the same.

And you know that its beginning,
And you know that its the end
When once again we are strangers
And the fog comes rolling in.

And all over the world
Strangers
Talk only about the weather.
All over the world
It's the same
It's the same
It's the same

Stray Dog

Small Change Sessions

Well that old stray hound dog by the meat market now
Licking his chops for some greasy chow
Top sirloin, pork chops, New York cut
Salisbury ground ‘round, hanging ‘round downtown

Dropped out of school, naturally cool
Lift his leg on a fireplug
With greasy gravy drippings and the gristle on his mug
Stray dog help yourself

Now he’s scratching his ass, he be swatting them flies
Gett involved with his dinnertime, and that’s no lie
I said, 'Stray dog, be cool boy. Go on pull your caper'
Using yesterday’s paper for a table cloth

That old stray hound dog by the meat market now
Licking his chops for some greasy chow
And if they catch him on a trash can bin
Stray dog help yourself

Catch him on a trash can bin
Stray dog help yourself
Stray dog help yourself

Sweet And Shiny Eyes

Homeplate - Bonnie Raitt

Your sweet and shiny eyes are like the stars above Laredo
Like meat and potatoes to me
In my sweet dreams we are in a bar, and it’s my birthday
Drinking salted Margaritas with Fernando

Young and wild, we drove five hundred miles of Texas highway
To the Mexican border as the day was coming on
We crossed the Rio Grande river and we swore we’d have things our way
When we happened to walk into Nuevo Leon

Your sweet and shiny eyes are like the stars above Laredo
Like meat and potatoes to me
In my sweet dreams we are in a bar, and it’s my birthday
And we’re having our picture taken with Fernando

In my sweet dreams we are in a bar, and it’s my birthday
And we’re having our picture taken with Fernando

Take Care Of My Children

Streetwise Soundtrack

Oh, take care of all of my children
Don't let 'em wander and roam
Oh, take care of all of my children
For I don't know when I'm comin' back home

You can put all of my possessions here in Jesus' name
Nail a sign on the door
Bright and early Sunday morning with my walking cane
I'm going up to see my Lord

Oh, keep them together at the sundown
Safe from the Devil's hand
You gotta make them a pillow on the hard ground
I'll be goin' up to Beulah land

You can put all of my possessions here in Jesus' name
And nail a sign on the door
Bright and early Sunday morning with my walking cane
I'm going up to see my Lord

Oh remember you never trust the Devil
Stay clear of Lucifer's hand
Oh and don't let 'em wander in the meadow
Or you'll wind up in the fryin' pan

You can put all of my possessions here in Jesus' name
And nail a sign on the door
Bright and early Sunday morning with my walking cane
I'm going up to see my Lord

Put all of my possessions here in Jesus' name
And nail a sign on the door
Bright and early Sunday morning with my walking cane
I'm going up to see my Lord

Tie Undone (aka Mr Henry)

Foreign Affairs Sessions, July/August 1977

In the evening staggers home
With his tie done
He's as poor as a church mouse
And whistling at the ?
Tugging at his shirt tail
Jiggling the church key
Chewing on a toothpick
On another binge
Trampling a rosebush
Whistling to himself (whistle)
Now don't wake up the neighbours
Spitting on a hinge
And rattling the milkbottles
Tripping on a skate
Hiding from the paperboy
Before it's too late

The Screen doors open
Don't make no noise in the Kitchen
Got no excuse
For a cold grey wife that starts bitching
That the no good bum is at it again
And after she's given him
All the best years of her life
You must be kidding
He'll tell her he was celebrating
Savage's divorce
And he played a hunch out at Yonkers
You can never trust a horse
And thrown in jail
An sworn he'd never do these things again
He's got an alibi
But never tells her where he's been

Tommy The Cat

Sailing The Seas Of Cheese - Primos

"Well, I remember it as though it were a meal ago,"

Said Tommy the Cat, as he reeled back to clear whatever foreign
matter may have nestled its way into his mighty throat.
Many a fat alley rat had met its demise while staring point blank
down the cavernous barrel of this awesome prowling machine.
Truly a wonder of nature, this urban predator!
Tommy the Cat had many a story to tell
but it was a rare occasion such as this that he did:

"She came slidin’ down the alleyway like butter drippin’ off a hot biscuit.
The aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion in
even the oldest of the Tigers that hung around the hot spot in those days.
The sight was beyond belief!
Many a head snapped double, even triple, takes
as this vivacious feline made her way into the delta of the alleyway,
where the most virile of the young tabbys were known to hang out.
They hung out in droves.
Such a multitude of masculinity could only be found in one place,
and that was O’Malley’s Alley!

The air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended),
but not even a muscle in her neck did twitch
as she sauntered straight to the heart of the alleyway.
She knew what she wanted!
She was lookin’ for that stud bull.
She was lookin’ for that He cat.
And that was me.

Tommy the Cat is my name, and I say unto thee,

Say baby, do you wanna lay down with me?
Say baby, do you wanna lay down by my side?
Baby, do you wanna lay down with me?
Say baby
Say baby

Say baby, do you wanna lay down with me?
Say baby, do you wanna lay down by my side?
Baby, do you wanna lay down with me?
Say baby, Say baby"

Trash Day

Beacon Theatre, New York, 15th Nov 1979

Well, my baby’s gone and I feel so bad
I lost the best girl that I ever had
You ask me why I feel so blue
But you’d feel the same way if it happened to you

She didn’t leave me on a Monday
She didn’t leave me on Tuesday
She didn’t leave me on Wednesday
She didn’t leave me on Thursday
She didn’t leave me on Friday
She didn’t leave me on Saturday
She went and left me on trash day
My baby left me on trash Day
She went and left me on trash day

She didn’t leave me on Monday
She didn’t leave me on Tuesday
She didn’t leave me on no Wednesday
She could have me on a Thursday
No, no, no, no
It was trash day
It was god damn trash day
My baby left me on trash Day

And that’s why I’m smelling like a brewery and I’m looking like a tramp
And I ain’t got a quarter, I got a postage stamp
I got a five o’clock shadow boxing all around the town
Talking with the old men sleeping on the ground

Bazanti booting al zooting al hoot and Al Cohn
And I’m sharing this apartment with a telephone pole
Fishnet stockings and spike heel shoes
Strip tease, prick tease, car keys blues

Porno floor show, live nude girls
Dreamy and creamy and brunette curls
Chesty Morgan and Watermelon Rose
Raisin’ my rent, take off all your clothes

Because my baby left me and I feel so bad
I lost the best girl that I ever had
Go on and ask me why I feel so blue
You’d feel the same way if it happened to you

She could’ve left me on a Monday
She could’ve left me on a Tuesday
She could’ve left me on a Thursday
Or a Friday, or a Saturday
No, she went and left me on Trash Day
My baby left me on Trash Day
She went and left me on Trash Day

Trash Day

Big John Thomassie on the trash can

Oh, Trash Day
Trash Day
Trash Day
Goddamn Trash Day

Trash Day

Walk Away

Dead Man Walking soundtrack

Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain
With a little drop of poison in the red red blood
She need a way to turn around the bend
She said I want to walk away and start over again

There are things I've done I can't erase
I want to look in the mirror see another face
I said never wanna do it again
I wanna walk away, start over again

No more rain, no more roses
On my way, shake my thirst in a cool cool pond

There's a winner in every place
There's a heart that's beating in every page
The beginning of it starts at the end
When it's time to walk away and start over again

Weather's murder at a hundred and three
William Ray shot Corabell Lee
A yellow dog knows when he has sinned
You wanna walk away and start over again

No more rain, no more roses
On my way, shaking my thirst in a cool cool pond

Cooper told Maui the whole block's gone
They're dying for jewelry, money, and clothes
I always get out of the trouble I'm in
I want to walk away, start over again

I left my bible by the side of the road
Carve my initials in an old dead tree
I'm going away but I'm going to be back when
It's time to walk away and start over again

Ho ho yeah, hmm, yeah
Gotta walk away, gotta walk away, gotta walk away
Just wanna walk away yeah, wanna walk away and start over again
Wanna walk away, wanna walk away, wanna walk away

What Else Is New

Small Change Sessions

Well, your skeletons in the closet are introducing themselves
The knick-knacks wisecrack there on the shelf
You told him that you loved him, but he’s hissing at you
What else is new? What else is new? What else is new?

Cause your old man’s a counterfeit, your daughter’s a lush
It’s you and Mickey Spillane, and the lady’s in a ?
Someone’s stealing your heart, someone’s stealing your car
What else is new?

Well now, your creditors hate you and so do your kids
Your footballing sweetheart is down on the skids
And now the parks are full of fugitives, the trees are on fire
What else is new? What else is new?

Now you see the cigarette machines are busted, you can’t get no change
And somebody cancels everything you arrange
For every invitation gets your RSVP
What else is new? What else is new? What else is new? what else is new?

Well now, the rocking chair’s busted, your ashtrays are full
Your evenings and your afternoons are usually dull
So you toast to the Toastmaster toaster and you
What else is new? What else is new? What else is new? What else is new?

You gotta tell me, what else is new?
What else is new?
What else is new? What else is new? What else is new?
What else is new?

What Keeps Mankind Alive

Lost In Stars

You gentlemen who think you have a mission
To purge us of the seven deadly sins
Should first sort out the basic food position
Then start your preaching, that’s where it begins

You lot who preach restraint and watch your waist as well
Should learn, for once, the way the world is run
However much you twist or whatever lies that you tell
Food is the first thing, morals follow on

So first make sure that those who are now starving
Get proper helpings when we all start carving
What keeps mankind alive?

What keeps mankind alive?
The fact that millions are daily tortured
Stifled, punished, silenced and oppressed
Mankind can keep alive thanks to its brilliance
In keeping its humanity repressed
And for once you must try not to shriek the facts
Mankind is kept alive by bestial acts

Whistlin' Past

The Graveyard Bounced Checks

I come in on a night train
With an arm full of box cars
On the wings of a magpie
Cross a hooligan night
I busted up a chifforobe
Way out by the cocomo
Cooked up a mess a mulligan
And got into a fight

Whistlin' past the graveyard
Steppin' on a crack
A mean motherhubbard Papa one eyed jack

You probably seen me sleepin'
Out by the railroad tracks
Go on and ask the prince of darkness
What about all that smoke
Come from the stack
Sometimes I kill myself a jackel
Suck out all the blood
Steal myself a stationwagon
Drivin' through the mud

Whistlin' past the graveyard
Steppin' on a crack
I'm mean motherhubbard Papa one eyed jack

I know you seen my headlights
And the honkin' of my horn
I'm callin' out my bloodhounds
Chase the devil through the corn
Last night I chugged the Mississippi
Now that suckers dry as a bone
I'm Born in a taxi cab
I'm never goin' home

Whistlin' past the graveyard
Steppin' on a crack
I'm mean motherhubbard papa one eyed jack

My eyes have seen the glory
Of the drainin' of the ditch
I only come to baton rouge
To find myself a witch
I'm-ona snatch me up a
Couple of em every time it rains
You see a locomotive
Probably thinkin' its a train

Whistlin' past the graveyard
Steppin' on a crack
I'm a mean motherhubbard papa one eyed jack

What you think is the sunshine
Is just a twinkle in my eye
That ring around my finger
Called the 4th of july
I'm gonna tear me off a rainbow
And wear it for a tie
I never told the truth
So I can never tell a lie

Whistlin' past the graveyard
Steppin' on a crack
I'm a mean motherhubbard papa one eyed jack

Whose Sports Coat Is That

Beacon Theatre, New York, 15th Nov 1979

Well, I'd like to tell you a little story about a young man.
He arrived home one afternoon to find various articles of clothing throughout his home area that did not belong to him.
This made this particular gentleman extremely upset and rightly so.
And he called his young lady to his side and he said 'Baby...'

I just gotta know
I just gotta know
I just gotta know
I just gotta know
Whose sports coat is that on my rack?
Whose sports coat is that?
Whose sports coat is that?
I ain’t got me no coat like that

Now whose hat is on the rack?
Now whose hat is on the rack?
Now whose hat is on the rack?
I ain’t got me no hat like that

Now whose car is parked right outside?
Whose car is parked right outside?
Whose car is parked right outside?
I drive a Chevolet, not a goddamn Ford

Whose cigarettes are those?
Whose cigarettes are those?
Whose cigarettes are those?
I smoke Winstons, he smokes Kools

Whose whiskey is by the bed?
Now whose whiskey is by the bed?
Whose whiskey is by the bed?
I drink Cutty, that’s J&B, baby

Now whose pistol is that?
Whose pistol is that?
Whose pistol is that?

Whose sports coat is that?
Whose sports coat is that?
Whose sports coat is that?
I ain’t got me no coat like that

With A Suitcase

Paradise Alley Sessions

With a suitcase and a couple of bucks
I’m gonna skip this rhubarb, slide down the boulevard
I ain’t gonna take that dame with me
She’s full of malarkey
Just as soon as it’s dark I’ll get a one-way token
On the first thing smoking out of town

And I’m going out to East St. Louis, Kansas City and Chicago
Wichita, New Orleans, Baton Rouge, Miami, Florida
Downtown Tulsa, Champaigne-Urbana
Bangor, all aboard, Houston and Atlanta
Going to Joliet, Bernadette, maybe Philadelphia
Picket out to Tittsburgh, any burgh, hamburger
Springfield Junction, Primrose Lane
I may get me a nose-job and change my name

Cause she drinks all my liquor and she steals all the covers
And she swears like a sailor
If I ever have to bail her out of jail again I’m gonna lose my mind
Who needs the aggravation
Charlie, take me to the station
Get a one-way token on the first thing smoking out of town

And go out to East St. Louis, Kansas City and Chicago
Wichita, New Orleans, Baton Rouge, Miami, Florida
Downtown Tulsa, Champaigne-Urbana
Bangor, all aboard, Houston and Atlanta
Going to Joliet, Bernadette, maybe Philadelphia
Picket out to Tittsburgh, any burgh, cheeseburger
Springfield Junction, Primrose Lane
I may get me a nose-job and change my name

World Keeps Turning

The Pollock Soundtrack

On our anniversary
There'll be someone else where you used to be
The world don't care and yet it clings to me
And the moon is gold and silvery

Who knows where the sidewalk ends?
Well, the road will turn and the road will bend
They always say he marks the sparrow's fall
How can anyone believe it all?

Well, the band has stopped playing but we keep dancing
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning
On his hand he wore the ring of another
And the world keeps turning, the world keeps turning

We broke the bank and we tore up the place
And we disappeared oh without a trace
Now the sun it falls into the sea
And around the only one for me

I was so green and the dress you wore was yellow
And the world keeps turning, the world keeps turning
The sun is down and the moon is in the meadow
And the world keeps turning, the world keeps turning

Put a hat on your head
Will you paint the whole damned town red with me?

Well, the band has stopped playing but we keep dancing
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning
On his hand he wore the ring of another
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning

The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning
The world keeps turning, the world keeps turning

World Of Adventure

Fishing With John Soundtrack

Adventure
Men of adventure
Conquering the world
Conquering the world
The world of adventure
The world of adventure
The world of adventure
Our journey begins
In a world of adventure