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And if one day I should become
A singer with a Spanish bum Who sings for women of great virtue I'd sing to them with a guitar I borrowed from a coffee bar Well, what you don't know doesn't hurt you My name would be Antonio And all my bridges I would burn And when I gave them some they'd know I'd expect something in return I'd have to get drunk every night And talk about virility With some old grandmother That might be decked out like a christmas tree And though pink elephants I'd see Though I'd be drunk as I could be Still I would sing my song to me About the time they called me "Jacky" If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could be for just one little hour Cute in a stupid ass way And if I joined the social whirl Became procurer of young girls Then i would have my own bordellos My record would be number one And I'd sell records by the ton All sung by many other fellows My name would then be handsome Jack And I'd sell boats of opium Whisky that came from Twickenham Authentic queers And phony virgins If I had banks on every finger A finger in every country And every country ruled by me I'd still know where I'd want to be Locked up inside my opium den Surrounded by some china men I'd sing the song that I sang then About the time they called me "Jacky" If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could be for just one little hour Cute in a stupid ass way Now, tell me, wouldn't it be nice That if one day in paradise I'd sing for all the ladies up there And they would sing along with me And we be so happy there to be Cos' down below is really nowhere My name would then be Junipher Then I would know where I was going And then I would become all knowing My beard so very long and flowing If I became deaf, dumb and blind (was: If I could play deaf, dumb and blind) Because I pitied all mankind And broke my heart to make things right I know that every single night When my angelic work was through The angels and the Devil too Would sing my childhood song to me About the time they called me "Jacky" If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could be for just one little hour Cute in a stupid ass way |
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Best Of Both Worlds,
That's what you want All your own way, That's not my way And I won't share you, I couldn't fare to It's time for you to choose Which one you'd rather loose Could you love me, And forget me Are you sorry, That you've met me? What we've been through, Means nothing to you I can't satisfy you You want Best Of Both Worlds Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best of Both Worlds I have loved you Since I found you You belong here, Just look around you Keep your true love, Or take your new love You must choose between us, You want Best Of Both Worlds Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best Of Both Worlds You've got to choose between us You just can't have the two of us Make your fickle mind up I won't stay while you enjoy Best of Both Worlds |
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Here I am back home again
I'm here to rest All they ask is where I've been Knowing I've been West. I'm the family's unknown boy Golden curls and envied hair Pretty girls with faces fair See the shining Black Sheep Boy. If you love me, let me live in peace. Please understand, That the black sheep can wear the golden fleece, And hold a winning hand. I'm the family's unknown boy Golden curls and envied hair Pretty girls with faces fair See the shining Black Sheep Boy. |
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Hello Mr. Big Shot
Say, you're looking smart I've had a tiring day I took the kids along to the park You've become a stranger Every night with the boys Got a new suit That old smile's come back And I kiss the children good night And I slip away on the newly waxed floor I've become a giant I fill every street I dwarf the rooftops I hunchback the moon Stars dance at my feet Leave it all behind me Screaming kids on my knee And the telly swallowing me And the neighbor shouting next door And the subway trembling the roller-skate floor I seek the buildings blazing with moonlight In Channing Way Their very eyes seem to suck you in with their laughter They seem to say You're all right now So stop a while behind our smile In Channing Way Oh to die of kisses Ecstasies and charms Pavements of poets will write that I died In nine angel's arms And they all were smiling Still seductive as sin in their eyes The man I had been No more hard luck stories to wear Nothing left to give Why the hell should I care Ann owns my smile and Mary's my shadow In Channing Way And with her cellophane sighs Celina the candle Begs me to stay You're all right now So stop a while behind our smile In Channing Way |
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Naked as sin, an army towel
Covering my belly Some of us blush, somehow Knees turning to jelly Next, next I was still just a kid There were a hundred like me I followed a naked body A naked body follwed me next, next I was still just a kid When my innocence was lost In a mobile army whorehouse Gift from the army, free of cost Next, next Me, I really would have liked A little touch of tenderness Maybe a word, a smile An hour of happiness But, next, next Oh, it wasn't so tragic The high heavens did not fall But how much of that time I hated being there at all Next, next Now I always will recall The brothel truck, the flying flags The queer lieutenant who slapped Our asses as if we were fags Next, ne xt I swear on the wet head Of my first case of gonorrhea It is his ugly voice That I forever hear Next, next That voice that stinks of whiskey Of corpses and of mud It is the voice of nations It is the thick voice of blood Next, next And since the each woman I have taken to bed Seems to laugh in my arms To whisper through my head Next, next All the naked and the dead Should hold each other's hands As they watch me scream at night In a dream no one understands Next, next And when I am not screaming In a voice grown dry and hollow I stand on endless naked lines Of the following and the followed Next, next One day I'll cut my legs off Or burn myself alive Anything, I'll do anything To get out of line to survive Never to be next Never to be next. |
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Suffocating eyes and fast hellos and last good-byes
Surround the night of me Mustache large like smoke from his cigar Coughs up a joke and laughs a net of sound Swallowing the pinwheel clowns Consuming all the women Like a giant sponge Snap! The waiters animate Luxuriate like planets whirling 'round the sun Collapsing next to me Shouts don't look sad Things aren't so bad They're just more wrong than right His brandy brimmed voice whispers Come with me I hold the key The city's ours tonight Pays the barmaid, slaps her ass She shrieks her gold teeth flash With rapturous delight Earthquaking the sawdust ground He grabs my arm and out into the famished night Now two blazing leaves burning up ground The tiny waltz of a merry go round Cascading lights for every heartbeat Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets Hurry faster don't look back His coattails snap his laughter's burning in my ears I ride upon this giant storm Through rust-red rooms where shadows breathe from every board The world is up for auction sales A thousand lies descend The women's tear-tracked cheeks Still we'll dance them on and on We can't stop now Not now until we reach the dawn Quick give us your lips Give us your thighs Give us your sad and devouring eyes Cascading tears for every heartbeat Tonight we'll sleep with the girls from the streets |
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Over the rooftop sails Billy
A string tied to his underwear Through cobbled stone streets a child races And shouts "Billy, come down from there" "My mother's calling" his voice whimpers A string clutched in his tiny hand Not till I've seen the sky's not lit up In tears, child try and understand Don't pull the string, Don't bring me down Don't make me land Plastic palace people Sing silent songs, they dream too long Their memories just stare Plastic palace Alice She steals the cards tomorrow deals With deafening despair Hurry, you've got to get in line Your nose might start to shine And sweat it out and dance about The whole eternal life A harvest of stars surrounds Billy The night clings to his happy eyes Asleep in town square beneath a fountain A child murmurs a weary sigh My mother weeps, And weaves her hair With worries please, Come down from there Plastic palace people Through fields of clay and granite grey They play without a sound Plastic palace Alice Blows gaping holes to store her fears Inside her lovers head Listen, they're laughing in the halls They rip your face with lies To buzzing eyes you cry for help Like gods they bark replies Over the rooftops burns Billy Balloon sadly the string descends Searching its way down through blue submarine air The polka dot underwear To meet the trees, In morning square Just hanging there, Just hanging there |
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Who cares how cold and grey
The day may be Wait until dark And we'll be warm Our place of love Is where we face our dreams Together Where our fantasies take form When I can't feel your nearness In the night My disappointments disappear A cheerless day may bring us Little dreams That seem to miss their mark But oh my darling Wait until dark A cheerless day may bring us Little dreams That seem to miss their mark But oh my darling Wait until dark |
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The girls
Are as fast as a game Are as bright as a flame And you're always to blame The girls Are as pink as the light And as dark as the night And they're always right The girls Are as cold as the sphinx Always dreaming of minks They drive you to drink The girls Are as soft as a sigh That whispers good-bye And leaves you to cry But the dogs Well, they're only dogs Just wagging their tails As they watch it end Oh, the dogs Well, they're only dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend The girls Can make you feel cold Can make you feel old An antique to be sold The girls They play with your heart They tear you apart You're never too smart The girls They throw you from towers They'll whip you with flowers It depends on the hours The girls Will treat you like trash Or let you be brash It depends on your cash But the dogs Don't depend on a thing They just lick your face When they see it end Oh, the dogs Don't depend on a thing And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls You know that they are vain They will poison your brain They will drive you insane The girls Will laugh at your jokes How they love the coat on (???) But it is all a hoax The girls Are still making dates they still making you wait and they say you are late The girls Are yours for a throw (?) At least you think so Ah but you will never know The dogs Well you know the dogs They lift up a leg As they see it end The dogs Well you know the dogs And maybe that's why They're man's best friend ___ The girls They're not what they seem They all have a scheme They call it a dream The girls Are as hot as they please And you're down on your knees With the greatest of ease The girls Say you're on the right track Then they take it all back Tie it up in a sack The girls They will give it of course But they give with such force That it gives you remorse But the dogs They give nothing at all They just lift a leg As they watch it end Oh, the dogs They give nothing at all And that's the reason why They're man's best friend And yet it's because of the girls When they've knocked us about And our tears want to shout That we kick the dogs out |
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The windows of the world are covered with rain
Where is the sunshine we once knew Everybody knows when little children play They need a sunny day to grow straight and tall Let the sunshine through The windows of the world are covered with rain When will those black skies turn to blue Everybody knows when boys grow into men They start to wonder when their country will call Let the sunshine through The windows of the world are covered with rain What is the whole world coming to Everybody knows when men can not be friends Their quarter loves an ends Some have to die, some have to die Let the sunshine through The windows of the world are covered with rain There must be something we can do Everybody knows whenever rain appears It's really angel tears How long must they cry |
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I've watched her from the river banks
I knew her when she danced with dreams White doves were there to dress her hair And so was Madelaine At night the people's faces danced Like pearls colliding on the breast Of fat Marie whose thunder laugh Was just a thread from crying Her sailors stained her cobblestones With wine and piss and death desire And sometimes blood for Madelaine Whose laughter was the night Her girls would lift their dresses high and breathe the stars and kiss the sky She'd smother them with whispers then Embrace them with her sighs Before the bottle dulled my eyes And made me so I couldn't stand I'd overact and play the clown When Madelaine would cry And now I watch from riverbanks I watch it weave it's memories White doves turned gray and flew away And so did Madelaine |
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Come Next Spring
When all the world is new And fresh And green And fair Then I'll come home And I'll carry in my heart Just one prayer That I'll find room Still waiting for my arms We'll meet We'll kiss We'll cling And then once more Love will blossom as before Come Come on next spring And then once more Love will blossom as before Come next Next spring Come next spring |
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