Cracker - Greatest Hits Redux [compilation] (2007) by Cracker (보컬) on maniadb.com

I don't know what the world may need
But I'm sure as hell that is starts with me
And that's a wisdom
I've laughed at

I don't know what the world may want
But a good stiff drink it surely don't
So I think I'll go and fix myself a tall one

Cause, what the world needs now
Is a new kind of tension
Cause the old one just bores me to death
Cause, what the world needs now
Is another folk singer
Like I need a hole in my head

I don't know what the world may need
But a V8 engine is a good start for me
Think I'll drive to find a place
To be surly
I don't know what the world may want
But some words of wisdom could comfort us
Think I'll leave that up to someone wiser

Cause, what the world needs now
Are some true words of wisdom
Like La La La La La La La La La
Cause, what the world needs now
Is another folk singer
Like I need a hole in my head

I don't know what the world may need
And I never grasped your complexities
I'd be happy just to get your attention
And, I don't know what the world may want
But your long, sweet body lying next
To mine could certainly raise my spirits

Cause what the world needs now
Is a new Frank Sinatra
So I can get you in bed
What the world needs now
Is another folk singer
Like I need a hole in my head
What the world needs now
What the world needs now
Is another folk singer

Like I need a hole in my head
What the world needs now
What the world needs now
Is a new Frank Sinatra
So I can get you in bed

What the world needs now
What the world needs now
Is another folk singer
Like I need a hole in my head

What the world needs now
What the world needs now
Is another folk singer
Like I need a hole in my head

I'd really like to see you now
In your father's combat boots
I'd really like to be with you
'Cause we could be so dark
It was only for the grace of you
That I got this attitude
I'll show you my gratitude
When I make it though

I see the light at the end of the tunnel now (I see the light)
Someone please tell me it's not a train (train, I see the light)
I see the light at the end of the tunnel now (I see the light)
No time to speak, no time to explain

Sometimes I imagine you
Lying in your bed
Sometimes you imagine too
Do you sometimes lust
For the grace that others have inside
The simple peace they make with life
They feel love like some summer's night
Well I want it too

I see the light at the end of the tunnel now (I see the light)
Someone please tell me it's not a train (train, I see the light)
I see the light at the end of the tunnel now (I see the light)
No time to speak, no time to explain

(I see the light)
I see the light at the end of the tunnel now (I see the light)
Someone please tell me it's not a train (train, I see the light)
I see the light at the end of the tunnel now (I see the light)
No time to speak, no time to explain

I see the light now, I see the light now, I see the light now, now
I see the light now, I see the light now, I see the light now, now, now, now
I see the light now, I see the light now, I see the light
I see the light I see the light
I see the light, now, now, I see the light, I see the light, now
I see the light now, I see the light now, I see the light
I see the light now, I see the light now, I see the light
(Fades Out)

Well, meet me by the river that goes nowhere
Let me lay my sorry trip on you
Won't you meet me by the river, little darling?
I might just let you see my bad tattoo

Well I was gonna bring you flowers, but I didn't
It's the thought that counts and I think I'm a bit too broke
But there's some change in my ashtray
Maybe just enough to pay
For a half pint of somethin' probably make us choke

Well, no I'd rather not go and meet your family
They'd probably send me back where I belong
Don't want to hear about your Mr. Right
'Cause he's out of town tonight
Baby come and spend some time with Mr. Wrong

I drive a one-eyed Malibu without a muffler
And a tape deck that works if you kick it hard enough
Baby if you'd like to read, I got some great pornography
And a ten pound flashlight rolling in the trunk

Well, no I'd rather not go and meet your family
They'd probably send me back where I belong
Don't want to hear about your Mr. Right
'Cause he's out of town tonight
Baby come and spend some time with Mr. Wrong

Now, do you have a girlfriend and does she look as good as you?
Hey, would she like to meet my brother?
He'll be out of jail in a month or two

Well, no I'd rather not go and meet your family
They'd probably send me back where I belong
Don't want to hear about your Mr. Right
'Cause he's out of town tonight
Baby come and spend some time with Mr. Wrong
Where I come from they call me Mr. Wrong

Sometimes I wanna take you down
Sometime I wanna get you low
Brush your hair back from your eyes
Take you down let the river flow

Sometimes I go and walk the street
Behind a green sheet of glass
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles

I'll be with you, girl, like being low
Hey, hey, hey like being stoned
I'll be with you, girl, like being low
Hey, hey, hey like being stoned

A million poppies gonna make me sleep
Just one rose it knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
A fruit is calling from the trees

Hey don't you wanna go down
Like some junky cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles

I'll be with you, girl, like being low
Hey, hey, hey like being stoned
I'll be with you, girl, like being low
Hey, hey, hey like being stoned

Blue, blue is the sun
Brown, brown is the sky
Green, green are her eyes
A million miles, a million miles

Hey don't you wanna go down
Like some disgraced cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles

I'll be with you, girl, like being low
Hey, hey, hey like being stoned
I'll be with you, girl, like being low
Hey, hey, hey like being stoned

I'll be with you, girl, like being low
Hey, hey, hey like being stoned
I'll be with you, girl, like being low
Hey, hey, hey like being stoned

All these cats with holey jeans,
Dirty hair and titty rings
say "What's your scene man? We got these questions
Is it true that you have sold your soul?"
I say "Hey man, I don't know
Lend me a quarter won't you?
I'll call my accountant."

Let's get off this
And get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start to spin it
Get off this
Get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start this minute

Petty little Ayatollah's
come around to judge and stone ya
All's we're trying to do is make a fortune
Yeah, we ain't got no government loans
And no one sends a check from home
But get this: we're just doin' what we wanna

So let's get off this
And get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start to spin it
Get off this
Get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start this minute

Well the guitar players
Stayin' out in Hollywood and sayin'
He's just trying' to get some sleep
But everyone's complaning
Are you truly deeply cynical
'Cause boy you know that I loved you so
When no one knew your name
And you were pompous

Let's get off this
And get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start to spin it
Get off this
Get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth, shut your mouth

Get off this
And get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth and start to spin it
Get off this
Get on with it
If you wanna change the world
Shut your mouth, shut your mouth, yeah

Well, lucky number seven passed me by
Lucky number seven called my name and passed on by
Well he came back don't you know
With his brother six in tow
And that is how number thirteen wound up at my side

And that is how I got these lonesome Johnny blues
How I got these lonesome Johnny blues
Got the lonesome Johnny blues
And there's nothing I can do
'Cept sing these sad old weary lonesome Johnny blues

Here we go

Grim reaper he pulled up into my drive
Grim reaper pulled his little old chevrolet right up onto the goddamn drive
Johnny, I haven't come up for you
But I want someone who's dear to you
And the price you pay is to remain alive

And I'll stay here with these lonesome Johnny blues
Stay here with these lonesome Johnny blues
With the lonesome Johnny blues
And there's nothing I can do
'Cept sing these sad old weary lonesome Johnny blues

Woah, no more trouble send him down the road, won't you please.
No more trouble won't you beat him up, won't you send him down the road
Trouble dumped out the trash
Ransacked the place for cash
And he wound up taking much more than I own

And he left me with these lonesome Johnny blues
Left me with these lonesome Johnny blues
With the lonesome Johnny blues
And there's nothing I can do
'Cept sing these sad old weary lonesome Johnny blues

Johnny blues
The sad old weary lonesome Johnny blues
Johnny blues
The sad old weary lonesome Johnny blues

Well I've been up to Paris,
and I've slept in a park.
Went down to Barcelona,
someone broke in my car.
And I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Euro-trash Girl.

Took the train down to Athens,
and I slept (live: sometimes "bathed") in a fountain.
Some Swiss junkie in Turin (Earlier versions "Zurich" instead of "Turin")
ripped me off for my cash.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl.

The CRS on the metro
shook me down for a bribe.
On my knees for the sergeant
when my passport arrived.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Euro-trash Girl

Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl.
Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl.

Called my mom from a payphone
I said "I'm down to my last."
She said "I sent you to college...
now go call your dad."
And the waitress that he married,
well she hung up the phone.
You know she never did like me,
but I can stand on my own.

Sold my plasma in Amsterdam.
Spent it all in a night,
buying drinks at the Melk Weg
for a soldier in drag.
And I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl

Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl.
Euro-trash Girl, (I'm a) Euro-trash girl.

Yeah, I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl (solo Johnny)

Got a tattoo in Berlin
(and a case of the crabs).
A rose and a dagger
on the palm of my hand.
And I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl.

Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl.
Euro-trash Girl, (I'm a) Euro-trash girl.

Yeah, I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl.

It's been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie
It's been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie
She claps her hands and snaps her fingers
Knows my name but calls me Ginger
It's been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie

Hey Hey Hey Yeah

(Sweet Thistle Pie) Sweet Thistle Pie
(Sweet Thistle Pie) Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie

It's been a long time since I've been so very low
It's been a long time since I've been so very low
When I was young you were no stranger
Around the world and slip through my fingers
It's been a long time since I've been so very low

Hey Hey Hey Yeah

Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
(Sweet Thistle Pie) Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie

Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie

Sweet Thistle
Sweet Thistle
Sweet Thistle
Sweet Thistle Pie
Sweet Thistle Pie

Cigarette and carrot juice
And get yourself a new tattoo
for those sleeveless days of June

I'm sitting on the Cafe Xeno's steps
with a book I haven't started yet
watching all the girls walk by

Could I take you out
I'll be yours without a doubt
on that big dipper

And if the sound of this it frightens you
we could play it real cool
and act somewhat indifferent

And hey June why did you have to come,
why did you have to come around so soon
I wasn't ready for all this nature

The terrible green green grass,
and violent blooms of flowered dresses
and afternoons that make me sleepy

But we could wait awhile
before we push that dull turnstile
into the passage

The thousands they had tread
and others sometimes fled
before their turn came
...

And we could wait our lives
before a chance arrives
before the passage

From the top you can see Monterey
or think about San Jose
though I know it`s not that pleasant

And hey Jim Kerouac brother of the famous Jack
or so he likes to say "lucky bastard"

He's sitting on the cafe Xeno's steps
with a girl I'm not over yet
watching all the world go by

Boy you are looking bad
Did I make you feel that sad
I'm honestly flattered

But if she asks me out
I'll be hers without a doubt
on that big dipper

Cigarettes and carrot juice
and get yourself a new tattoo
for those sleeveless days of June

I'm sitting on the cafe Xeno's steps
I haven't got the courage yet,
I haven't got the courage yet,

I haven't got the courage yet

Well we went to the station
They were looking for vegas
But I was stuck in my Beat phase
Like it was 1959

They say the girls wanna hip-shake
They say the boys wanna ball-break
But we couldn't be bothered
Cause we're hipper than y'all

And everyday I resolve to say
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine

So will you give me salvation
Or a standing ovation
Cause I really deserve it
And so much more

The big kid in the magazines
You and me, we went to make the scene
But get your name, man
And tomorrow you'll be gone

So everyday I resolve to say
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine

But everyday I resolve to say
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine

The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine
The world is mine

Well there are some lines that can't be crossed
And sometimes those lines get lost

CHORUS:
Do you need anything from Duty Free?
I've got to get out of the wet UK

Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do

VERSE:
Jackson Haring and I were at London Arms
College drunks kicking pigeons in the asses
Yeah feathers flying, and bobbies whining
Like little drunken schoolboys we only thought we were kicking rats

CHORUS:
Will you need anything from Duty Free?
I got to get out of the wet UK
Do you need anything from Duty Free?
I've got to get back to the USA

REPEAT DOs

Liam Moore he comes from Kilken-ny
He's a singer and a painter, but not much behind the wheel
Drove my pick-up truck in Iowa into a drainage ditch
He said he thought it was valet parking for the Holiday Inn Express

Do you need anything from Duty Free?
I got to get back to Kil-, Kilken-ny
Do you need anything from Duty Free?
I've got to get the fuck outta the USA

REPEAT DOs


Well Frank Quinn is an Irish singer
A scuba-diving, paramedic, and a dead ringer
For every Irish fuck who ever had his picture on
A poster for the offices of Irish Tourism

Now I love Frank, and I love all o' his songs
And I love all o' his stories about fishing stiffs out of the Shannon
And how the moss and seaweed would grow upon the skin of the victims
And how one day Frank would go home, and get that gig again

Will you need anything from Duty Free?
I got to get out of the USA
Do you need anything from Duty Free?
I got to get the fuck out of the USA

REPEAT DOs x2

REPEAT INTRODUCTION

Well the first dance cost me a quarter,
and the second dance cost me my heart
Now I'm here on this barstool,
like a circle it ends where it starts
And it goes something like this
Always a swing and a miss

Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night
Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night
I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright
yeah it's alright
And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not
Until it is something that you ain't got
It's something you ain't got
It's something you ain't got

Well I woke up hung over in the squalor
where I make my home
Ate my heart out for breakfast,
then I met the day stoned
And it goes something like this
Always a swing and a miss

Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night
Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night
I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright
yeah it's alright
And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not
Until it is something that you ain't got
It's something you ain't got
It's something you ain't got
It's something you ain't got
It's something you ain't got

(Guitar Solo)

Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night
Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night
I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright
yeah it's alright
And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not
Until it is something that you ain't got
It's something you ain't got
It's something you ain't got
It's something you ain't got
It's something you ain't got

'cause it's alright, yeah it's alright