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I heard them whispering
I saw their eyes, their jests Their secret smiles Dance a wild new tango Overrun the great placenta And who received the first bang-bang? It was the whole Goddamned [dead]* gang *[???] What can the price for freedom be? The old Regime is falling The ball and chain is gone, you see The winning team is calling For volunteers, don't hesitate The old regime is falling Who got the bottles? Who got the ladies' fashions And the tray? Did you get the radio? Did you get the prince’s collar? Well don't you know I got the cheap So what you got you'd better keep But that brunette, she comes with me The old Regime is falling The ball and chain is gone, you see The winning team is calling For volunteers, don't hesitate The old regime is falling Gotta get a move on What's in your hand? It's just my things left in the sand Now I'll drive with four wheel drive Air in the breadbox Cheese in the mouths of babes Is fine with me Yes I'm on your side Deal me in and do your preaching But won't you carve the turkey now? I know I've earned my share somehow By morning who knows where I'll be? The old Regime is falling The ball and chain is gone, you see The winning team is calling For volunteers, don't hesitate The old regime is falling |
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I don't like waiting for a knock on the door
I don't like wondering why I got no mercy for a man and his tears He's just living a lie I got a feeling like I'm losing my cool That's no way to be You got me crying, got me playing the fool That's what you're doing to me Ohhh, you gotta come back baby I don't want to say how long it's been Five days and I gotta know now Come back baby I don't want to live alone again My old man never told me how I don't like lying all alone in my bed Nobody calling my name I can't say thank you for a kick in the head But I need you just the same See me settin’ by the side of the road People starin’ and smilin’ They got no mercy for a man and his tears Can't you hear me cryin’? Ohhh, you gotta come back baby I don't want to say how long it's been Five days and I gotta know now Come back baby I don't want to live alone again My old man never told me how You gotta come back baby I don't want to say how long it's been Five days and I gotta know now Come back baby I don't want to live alone again My old man never told me how |
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Take the worst of this quirky world
Roll it up in a ball Add the hair of a go-go girl Turn it into a dance that's called The bloody... Brain Tap Shuffle Lose your mind You'll see the oceans part You'll think your goin' blind You can talk about your daily grind While she'll dish out the soft shoe If makin' money doesn't suit your mind We've got something here Here for you You can sit there and suck your thumb Hear the rock and roll hum But you're just a crazy wall flower Till you join all your friends on the floor And do the... Brain Tap Shuffle Lose your mind You'll see the oceans part You'll think your goin' blind Take your clothes off and start to shake Shake rattle and roll Watch the walls and the ceiling quake Let it move your body and soul And do the... Brain Tap Shuffle Lose your mind You'll see the oceans part You'll think your goin' blind |
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Heavy hours are passing slowly
Don't believe that it's unholy Take a chance it's what you want me for Just once more You know it's not a sin For you to lock me in And throw away the key Take it out on me My complexion waxing whiter Pull the wire a little tighter Time goes quickly when you're occupied satisfied It's wrong to scream and cry When there's no need to buy What you can get for free Take it out on me Now you're gonna see What you are and what I am Cigarettes and copper tubing Touch a nerve no longer moving I can make your demon disappear Back in gear And if you fall behind Or when your state of mind Is not what it should be… What you are and what I am… |
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Hunting in the Sea of Japan,
Ambrose left the tourist trail behind him. So bold with his gun in his hand, Of his furs there was no need to remind him. Tripping over a Holy Man, Mind that here you don't choose your friends, Ambrose asked for a helping hand, He heaved his chest, and pointed West, To where the river runs. With Josie back home on his mind, Brushing off the fruit flies of the season, And 'Brosie was surely struck blind, By a sight that defies human reason: On an island of gleaming rock, Jutting up from the blue lagoon, A ceremonial music box And from it flowed, a bright new mode, That made our hero swoon. A finer minor from China. The World when the traveler returned, As you know played out its bloody romances. But Ambrose he knew what he'd learned, With his prize in hand he took his chances. Soon the sound that delights the ear, Blended in with the armies' roar. When the warriors strained to hear, This new bebop, this shooting star, Their guns were bullet-full. A finer minor from China. A finer minor from China. A finer minor from China. |
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(vocalizing)
The fish are flying in the county seat The cops are searching for a missing beat And Billy Burroughs, is he still on the nod? Deal with the girlfriend, not a demigod But be assured that if this shaken world is sucked into the sun More to come There’s more to come And when the seventh day at last is done More to come There’s more to come The ladies sure look like they're craving for me But ain't that just what they're supposed to be? I hear the man is moving in next door The boys will have to use the second floor You might have answers I can understand, but I know only one More to come Yeah, more to come And when the seventh day at last is done More to come Yeah, more to come The kids have torn a yellow packard apart Ain't that enough to break a rich man’s heart? I see the rats have found the cradle again I'll let you know if I remember when There's one conclusion that I must defend, it's where we started from Ho! More to come Yeah, more to come And when the seventh day at last is done Ohhh, more to come More to come |
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This Seat's Been Taken
What is the meaning of the morning rain I got a feeling it's no good I waited for my baby, but she never made the train Now I'm hoping at the next stop she will be there She'll catch my eye and satisfy my every care (Chorus:) This seat's been taken Don't ask me where she's coming from You're quite mistaken You know she's gonna' be here I know she's gonna' come She must have a reason I will understand I know she'll turn up by and by I'll see her standing with a suitcase in her hand And she'll tell me how she couldn't find a pay phone She'll start to cry, I'll realize I'm not alone (Chorus) (transcribed by John Moore) |
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I'm about to cry and I don't know the reason
I can see the start of a difficult season I can't let it get me down when everything is going wrong Ain't it good to know that I can be strong? Darling as long as you go where I go I can't complain about the pain and the heartache* The tears when your kisses disguise the lies My eyes don't see And what do I need to know As long as you go where I go? Wake up in the morning where the bad news can't find me Walking in the sunshine with you right behind me This lazy living sure treats me right, but come tomorrow we’ll be gone And anywhere at all is where I belong Darling as long as you go where I go I'm unaware of the cares and the sorrow The hurt that your loving can hide from me My eyes don't see And what do I need to know As long as you go where I go? |
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I'm not one to look behind I know that times must change But over there in Barrytown they do things very strange And though you're not my enemy I like things like they used to be And though you'd like some company I'm standing by myself Go play with someone else I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown Don't believe I'm taken in by stories I have heard I just read the Daily News and swear by every word And don't think that I'm out of line For speaking out for what is mine I'd like to see you do just fine But look at what you wear And the way you cut your hair I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown In the beginning we recall that the word was hurled Barrytown people got to be from another world Leave me or I'll be just like the others you will meet They won't act as kindly if they see you on the street And don't you scream or make a shout It's nothing you can do about It was there where you came out It's a special lack of grace I can see it in your face I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown |
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Daytime you're too proud to brag about the badge you wore
Nighttime you're too tired to drag your chains across the floor All your guns are gone I'm told or in the aerodrome Did you die the day they sold the ones you left at home? Hold my hand in the Android Warehouse Who's to know if you take a dive? Ain't life grand in the Android Warehouse? What a burner when you take off your goggles and find That you're alive That you're alive Did you really gobble up the things they claim you ate? Were you fit to swallow it or scared to clean your plate? Have you tried to calculate the hours they'd applaud? I would guess it's somewhat less for just another fraud Hold my hand in the Android Warehouse Who's to know if you take a dive? Ain't life grand in the Android Warehouse? What a burner when you take off your goggles and find That you're alive That you're alive That you're alive... |
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"Quick, some redhots," cried the handsome fullback
I'm so nervous at this lonely bivouac All the men have long since gone to bed Once again explaining why in Miss Cheever it's always raining And the roaring of the lamb Brought my friends out in the rain Now nobody's quite the same No one's to blame There's a fight reported in the wash-dry Smart Eugene refused to share his moon-pie What a shame they start them off so young Who's to blame for this one Who'll pay the prophet the day they miss one And the roaring of the lamb Then revealed its awesome powers And the minutes turned to hours No one's the same Blandon's baby broke for Eastern Parkway Red Kimono torn and soaked in salt spray Very chic, this wild thing on the run Magnifique, beguiling (nailed Gwynan's ???) daughter But no one's smiling And the roaring of the lamb Brought my friends out in the rain Now nobody's quite the same No one's to blame |
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Jolly tricks
And politics May pass you by Soul ram Little men With stick pins Leave you high and dry Soul ram Baby runs the show She's got a soul ram Understand Who could know That she'd be up on top All night long Never stop Right or wrong? Carousels And wishing wells Are fine for some Soul ram After dark Tacoma Park Can sure be fun Soul ram Baby oughta know She's got a soul ram So well planned I suppose That she don't need her friends Anymore Just pretends Knows the score Baby let it grow She's got a soul ram In her hand Never knew She dug the heavy stuff Steely Dan Play it rough Backdoor man Jelly roll Can't save your soul This mama can Soul ram Soul ram Soul ram |
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