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Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July
I had a firecracker waiting to blow Breakin' like a rocket who was makin' its way To the cities of Mexico Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th Had myself a lover who was finer than gold But I've broken up and busted up since And love don't play any games with me Anymore like she did before The world won't wait, so I better shake That thing right out there through the door Hell, I still love you, New York Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place When I was drunk and I was thinking of you Every day the children they were singing their tunes Out on the streets and you could hear from inside Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd I would wait for you and I'd try to hide And love won't play any games with me Anymore if you don't want it to The world won't wait and I watched you shake But honey, I don't blame you Hell, I still love you, New York Hell, I still love you, New York New York I remember Christmas in the blistering cold In a church on the upper west side Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm You were holding my trust like a child Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B But I tried to keep the overhead low Farewell to the city and the love of my life At least we left before we had to go And love won't play any games with you Anymore if you want 'em to So we better shake this old thing out the door I'll always be thinkin' of you I'll always love you though New York I'll always love you though New York, New York, New York |
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| 2. |
| 2:52 |
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Black birds slow
and softly breaks a glass of wine Broken bluesy whisper sing to me tonight Well, everybody wants to go forever I just wanna burn up hard and bright I just wanna be your firecracker And maybe be your baby tonight Maybe be your baby tonight Lady, your kicks of silence cough into your room Kiss me slow and softly make me dream of you Well, everybody wants to forever I just wanna burn up hard and bright I just wanna be your firecracker And maybe be your baby tonight Maybe be your baby tonight So when does the plane go down 'Cause I'm ride it till it hits the ground Then go out with a fight 'Cause I just wanna be your baby tonight |
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| 3. |
| 3:05 |
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Did I slip? I know I stumbled
Did I trip? 'cause I know I fell All's I know is I'll wake up here in my clothes tomorrow But oh, girl I wish I knew you well But oh, girl I wish I knew you well But I'm just sayin' hi, To your answering bell Did I run? I thought I was walkin' Through your inexhaustible gale The names are changed but the constellations Are still fallin' Oh girl, if you could only tell Oh girl, if you could only tell But I'm just sayin' hi Let your tears fall and touch my skin Then your thunderclouds could rage and wail Will collect them all for you in butterfly jars And oh girl, I'll build your wishing well But I'm just sayin' hi To your answering bell Did I sleep? 'cause I musta been dreamin' Did I weep, 'cause I cried like hell All's I want is your fortress of tears to crumble And oh girl, I'd tear 'em down myself And oh girl, the stories they could tell But I'm just saying hi |
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| 4. |
| 5:01 |
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Ah the night...here it comes again
It's on with the jeans, the jacket and the shirt How'd I end up feeling so bad For such a little girl And I hold you close in the back of my mind Feels so good but damn it makes me hurt And I'm too scared to know to how I feel about you now La Cienega just smiles..."see ya around" And I hold you close in the back of my mind And raise my glass cause either way I'm dead Neither of you really help me to sleep anymore One breaks my body and the other breaks my soul La Cienega just smiles as it waves goodbye Ah the night...here it comes again It's off with the jeans, the jacket and the shirt How'd I end up feeling so bad For such a little girl And I hold you close in the back of my mind Feels so good but damn it makes me hurt And I'm too scared to know how I feel about you now How I feel about you now La Cienega just smiles and says, I'll see you around |
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| 5. |
| 3:38 |
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Everybody wants you to be special
And everybody wants you to be high They throw you down a rope when you're in trouble, Baby Screamin' "save me" They then charge you with the rescue blues And everybody wants to see you suffer They know that you need the pain so much They throw you up a rope when you're too high To cruise, Baby Lord, you lose Lady Then they charge you with the rescue blues And everybody wants to see you fall That's why the always love to get you high And everybody knows you need the pain so much, Lady Well, keep in touch, Baby Just don't charge me with your rescue blues |
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| 6. |
| 4:24 |
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I want to tell you something
That I should've, long ago I wish that you and I had those kids Maybe bought us that home I wish that we were still in your room In your bed and you were holding me 'Cause there ain't no way I'll ever stop from lovin' you now There ain't no way I'll ever stop from lovin' you now No, there ain't no way and I'm gonna try and show you somehow Somehow, someday I dreamt that you and I were still young Laughing like little kids I'll never know just how bad it hurt Or what I did I wish that we were stumbling fast Down on Irving and 6th I wish we were still making plans But now, there's nothing to fix But there ain't no way I'll ever stop from lovin' you now There ain't no way I'll ever stop from lovin' you now No, there ain't no way and I'm gonna try and show you somehow Somehow and oh, someday Someday...someday Ah honey, someday |
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| 3:32 |
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Dancin' where the stars go blue
Dancin' where the evening fell Dancin' in your wooden shoes In a wedding gown Dancin' out on 7th street Dancin' through the underground Dancin' little marionette Are you happy now? Where do you go when you're lonely Where do you go when you're blue Where do you go when you're lonely I'll follow you When the stars go blue Laughing with your pretty mouth Laughing with your broken eyes Laughing with your lover's tongue In a lullaby Where do you go when you're lonely Where do you go when you're blue Where do you go when you're lonely I'll follow you When the stars go blue The stars go blue, stars go blue |
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| 8. |
| 9:40 |
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Well, the night makes moves
And it shatters like broken glass Better play it cool... better let it pass Have you been screening your smokes? And whispers in an all night bar Better off as the fool Than the owner of that kind of heart They don't know you anyway They don't know you and they don't watch you walk away Just a nobody girl With a radar to the scene When the emptiness finds you You find all the numbers you need Say you follow your heart Well, honey you're just being lost Say you follow your gut Well, how much would it cost? They don't know you anyway They don't know you And they don't watch you walk away You're nobody, girl You're nobody, girl You're a nobody, girl The night plays games And the people they come and go Well, they trade in their pieces For a late-night ride on your rodeo If your horses could talk, I wonder if they would complain I know you're rested and ready They've been going nowhere for days They don't know you anyway They don't know you, They don't even mind the weight Nobody, girl You're nobody, girl Nobody, girl |
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| 9. |
| 4:10 |
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I wish I had a Sylvia Plath
Busted tooth and a smile And cigarette ashes in her drink The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week The kind that goes out on her To give me a reason, for well, I dunno And maybe she'd take me to France Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance In a mansion on the top of a hill She'd ash on the carpets And slip me a pill Then she'd get pretty loaded on gin And maybe she'd give me a bath How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath And she and I would sleep on a boat And swim in the sea without clothes With rain falling fast on the sea While she was swimming away, she'd be winking at me Telling me it would all be okay Out on the horizon and fading away And I'd swim to the boat and I'd laugh I gotta get me a Sylvia Plath And maybe she'd take me to France Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance In a mansion on the top of a hill She'd ash on the carpets And slip me a pill Then she'd get pretty loaded on gin And maybe she'd give me a bath How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath I wish I had a Sylvia Plath |
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| 10. |
| 4:09 |
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Enemy fire
Enemy blanks Enemy roses Red coloured tanks It's too late baby Baby, it's too late Learn how to change and maybe I could stay Enemy fire Enemy planes Enemy roses And red coloured chains It's too late baby Baby, it's too late Learn how to change and maybe I could stay |
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| 11. |
| 2:37 |
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Riot on the streets, the touch beneath the sheets
It's only gonna make me love you more The cops they got the guns, the night destroys the sun It's only gonna make me love you more This old world, well, it was mine to take Faith can keep you warm, but I'll teach you how to shake And I'll come to you like a little girl It's only gonna make me love you more Moonlight on the beach, sweet amphetamines It's only gonna make you love me more Bottles and the cans, the idiots go dance It's only gonna make me love you more This old world, well, it was mine to take Faith can keep you warm, but I'll teach you how to shake And I'll come to you like a little girl It's only gonna make me love you more They say love is hell, But I've only been laughin' ever since I fell It's only gonna make me love you more The lord will have his way but I'm just a call away It's only gonna make you love me more This old world, well, it was mine to take Faith can keep you warm, but I'll teach you how to shake And I'll come to you like a little girl It's only gonna make me love you more |
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| 12. |
| 5:00 |
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Poor girl, no Ma
Nothing much to speak of but a rough diamond Sleep now and your angels will come, dear Poor Matilda, Handcuffed hard to the wheel And steering wildly Through loves fields, so blindly Forever only takes its toll on some But, tonight you're sleeping alone Without him Tonight you're sleeping alone Without him And everything went up in smoke Like wildflowers Wildflowers, dear Poor girl, lonely Shuffles through the parade Of a sleepless circus promenade Hold on, dear Poor girl, no Ma Sister steals her a coat For the windless breezes Sleep now and Jesus will come, dear Forever only takes its toll on some But, tonight you're sleeping alone Without him Tonight you're sleeping alone Without him And everything went up in smoke Like wildflowers Wildflowers, dear |
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| 4:33 |
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They slapped them on you
Where that bracelet used to be You know the one I bought you in phoenix Where they sell old jewellery I was trying to make you angry But I didn't feed you to the cops When I threw that drink in that guy's face It was just to piss you off 'Cause, honey, it's over It's harder now that it's over It's harder now that it's over Now that the cuffs are off And you're free You're free with a history I heard your wrists got bruised Must've felt just like old times I wish you would've grabbed the gun And shot me 'cause I died And I'm nothing now without you yeah, I'm less than nothing now I'm the one between the bars And lost forever now 'Cause it's over now It's harder now that it's over It's harder now that it's over Now that the cuffs are off And you're free You're free with a history Free with a history You're free Free with a history I'm sorry |
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| 4:16 |
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I knew I was never gonna
talk to you tomorrow And oh, the birds how they sing If you were a bird could you sing me a song of sorrow Cause all I know from you is grief But I never wanted to be your rolling train I never wanted to be your dancin' shoes I just wanted you to love me I just wanted you to love me Touch, feel & lose And cry, cry, cry maybe I could be some kind of shelter But oh, your storm how it raged You know your kisses, they like lightnin' and thunder And your smile is sweet and come down like rain But I never wanted to be your rolling train I never wanted to be your dancin' shoes I just wanted you to love me I just wanted you to love me Touch, feel & lose And cry, cry, cry I just wanted you to love me I just wanted you to love me Touch, feel & lose, honey Cry, cry, cry |
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| 6:07 |
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Sweet talkin' Johnny push a john quicker than he spit
Street walkin' tin with a crooked crown waitin' for it There she goes She born in Boston but the Amtrak took her away She lives in Brooklyn but she works outta Queens in the Black limousines, money in the bank Black limousines, money in the bank Send it home Tina Toledo got a kid that lives with her Ma She takes the subway after school, makes up her face, changes clothes There she goes She feels the rain coming down on Washington Square She gives the cops on the beat a little discount And then, then, then it's Black limousines, money in the bank Black limousines, money in the bank Wend it home Hard on the knees, money in the bag Hard on the knees, money in the bag Send it home for medical school Rock herself to sleep with the rhythm of the rain Beating like the be against the window frame Of her hotel room Rock herself to sleep with the tunes on the dash Don't take no credit cards, she takes cash Says, "money, money, money in the bank Money, money, money in the bank Money, money, money in the bank Money, money, money in the bank It ain't no easy life but it pays pretty good, Keeps her out of the cold It ain't no easy life But it's silver and gold Silver, silver, silver and gold Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues Street Walkin', Wtreet Walkin' Blues |
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| 3:25 |
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It's happening baby
They're putting up the chairs Zaking the money And all we can do is pray Pray for tomorrow So close your eyes So close your mouth And do this all in time to the music That screams like a child in the back of your mind In a clown's saloon So goodnight Hollywood Blvd, goodnight, See ya soon Goodnight Hollywood Blvd, goodnight, see you sometime Yeah, right Run away baby Back to your lonely house You wanted the honey But you were only just stinging yourself It's hard to watch So close your eyes And I close your mouth And I do this all in time to the music That dance like fools set on fire Flailing their arms in a room full of whores So goodnight Hollywood Blvd, goodnight, See ya soon Goodnight Hollywood Blvd, goodnight, see you sometime Yeah, right |
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I knew a girl named Rosalie,
We used to hang out in the park, We used to score the system grease, From the fellas after dark. We used to sail the streets at night, Used to hang out late, She had a bad time in the barrack, Caught a bullet in the teeth. Rosalie come go, Rosalie come stay, Rosalie come go, I never liked you anyway. I knew a girl named Mary Ann, She had a camera and a cane, She used to walk me to the station, When I was dying in the rain. She was a friend of Rosalie's, They had a nurse they liked to share, Well Mary Ann was doing the doctor, You know his covers went bare. Rosalie come go, Rosalie come stay, Rosalie come go, I never liked you anyway. Rosalie come go, Rosalie come stay, Rosalie come go, I never liked you anyway. I knew a boy named Billy Haynes, He had it all figured out, He had a trail of dust and branches marked, To get him back down south. But the blue lights had his number, And he was sweating hard from the heat, He's got a pack of bullets in his satchel Down on forty second street |
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Lord, Lord
Can you heal me, oh I am in pain And I don't have a woman left to blame, anymore She left me this morning So why does the wind go howling her name? Are your angels just children laughing insane At the fools we are as men Go count me in Lord, Lord Can you hear me, oh I am not well And I've spent all my time here in this cell Of my heart An actor not given a part So why does the wind go howlin' her name? Are your angels just children, laughing insane At the fools we are as men Go count me in Lord, Lord Take my hand and please, please lead me through I have no one and I am counting on you Now that I'm old And I'm so scared of dying alone. And how does the wind go howlin her name Are your angels just children laughing, insane at the fools we are as men go count me in |
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Sweet black magic coming down the line.
Sweet black magic coming down the line. Don't worry little honey, 'Bout the money you'll be feelin' fine. Cause I'm gonna see the doctor, Got some money, gonna get us high. Sweet Los Angeles in the fall, Sweet Los Angeles in the fall, As pretty as a picture, Ain't nobody out shakin at all. Don't worry little honey, Got some money, gonna get us off. Sweet black magic, Sweet black magic, Sweet black magic coming down the line Sweet black magic coming down the line. Sweet black magic coming down the line. Well I'm gonna see the doctor, Gonna get us what our money can buy. Don't worry little honey, Got some money, gonna get us high. Sweet black magic, Sweet black magic, |
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I hang my head down on Hollywood
'Cause either way you look down it's just stars And I'm making my way down the Cherokee To get drunk in a bar And I know my friends, they worry about me I can see it written on their face Despite anything that I said before The bar is a beautiful place. . . . sha na na na, sha la la la la. I got a cold in my heart that the doctor can't feel He said "go get you a beer" But they don't let the sunshine come in here. Sha la. Sha la la la Where the hookers and thieves and the junkies play It's a circus round here for sure And I worry about how I'm fitting in If I only had her And I know my friends they worry about me I can see it written on their face But despite anything I might have said before, The bar is a beautiful place. . . . sha na na na, sha la la la la. Ain't it strange, I see your face in the window of a store Holding me back from throwing my bottles out at the cars Sha la. Sha la la la So hey there, Mrs. Samuels Hey Laura, I'm thinking of you Would you take an old drunk as-is If he was sweet to you And tomorrow, you'll probably give up on me I won't blame you, hell I'll celebrate 'Cause despite anything you may have said to me |
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What's come to stay from the Cannonball days
but a house and some clothes on the line. Fired away your drunken brigade In the streets of New York as a child. Woman so fine, fine as a girl Slow like an Italian wine. Her hair all a mess and a dress off the shelf But all of your roses have died. Better luck in the next life Cuz you're gonna need it dear. Loved you back then, but i couldn't say when Cuz all of your roses have died All of your roses have died. I tasted your lips with my hands on your hips Danced in apartment named Nine. Cats on the sill and my head to your breast Beating your rhythms divine. West Jersey Queen with a rattled machine Tasted the salt through your skin. Loved you back then, but I couldn't say when Cuz all of your roses have died. Better luck in the next life Go give em some hell and goodbye Loved you back then, but i couldn't say when Cuz all of your roses have died All of your roses have died. Basked in the heat down on Christopher street, Bought you a rose from a bum Left you a note, had it stuffed in your coat You laughed and said it was dumb. Broke like a stem, and I guess you're with him I'm sure that he treats you just fine. So bottoms up, cheers, baby here's to your tears all of your roses have died. Better luck in the next life I'll miss you, but go on, goodbye. I feel like a stray from these cannonball days when all of your roses were mine. all of your roses were mine all of your roses........were mine |
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