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| 1. |
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They say this town will kill you
They say this town ain't got no soul This town could take a child's smile And turn it into stone But don't you think I know that? This place has cut me to the bone Trouble crawling up your back Fear just eats your soul You say this town will eat you up You say this town don't have a heart You try to learn all your lines And you try to play the part With all this double dealing I tell you brother, you'll get smart Here in Kickback City You're lost before you start The people in subways Look nearly half dazed to me Renting tomorrow, investing in sorrow No belief, yeah Faces in side streets Hiding like angels from grace Selling you sorrow, renting tomorrow You're out of place, yeah They say this town will kill you They say this town ain't got no soul They'll set you up and pull the stitch 'Til you're unraveled on the floor But I won't let it beat me Though trouble's knocking at my door Somehow it's just your smile That keeps me coming back for more Yeah, here in Kickback City Feel I'm goin' down slow Here in Kickback City Feel I'm goin' down slow, yeah, yeah |
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| 2. |
| 4:30 |
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Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two
Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do yeah I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do yeah Give me til Monday, that's only a day away Give me til Monday, that's only a day away I'm down on my knees, Ive got one foot in the grave I'm down on my knees, I ve got one foot in the grave I've got the Loanshark Blues I've got the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse My wife needs shoes my kids must eat feel so cold, I can't feel my feet Can't get my hands on one thin dime gonna turn to a life of crime No work here, so I walk the street sign on the door, feel I'm beat I known you run Pier 15 you got a grip on all my dreams I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse Give me til Monday, that s only a day or two Give me til Monday, that's only a day or two I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing that I do I'll pay you back with interest, if it s the last thing that I do I got the Loanshark blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse The roofs got holes, see the sky can't get straight and I have tried I'm in your debt, I'm well aware I'll break the law 'cause I don't care Living on a knife edge I have been but I'm to though to just give in Moving on down with the longshore men on the docks we're locked out again I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse I got the Loanshark Blues the Loanshark Blues Give me an offer I can't refuse |
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| 3. |
| 4:35 |
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There's a body in the bay
The cops are taking it away They said this case was closed It only shows that you never know So who are they going to get when the trouble's got to stop Here's my card I'm the continental op Jane Doe in the bay, now that's exhibit "A" Bloodstains on the dress, of the millionaires But I saw you leaving town, I'm gonna have to track you down You've slipped through the web and you might have dodged the feds But who are they going to get when you've outfoxed the cops Here's my number I'm the continental op I'm the continental op Call the agency, we never close First consultation is free Check my reputation, check my pose But first you ought to check my fee There's a menace on the streets, offering infants' sweets Don't give this man a ride, lock your car from the inside He's suspect No. 1, but I guess his race is run He left a set of prints, he's not so smart as he thinks 'Cause who are they gonna get when you've outfoxed the cops Here's my card I'm the continental op 'Cause who are they gonna get when you've outfoxed the cops Here's my badge I'm the continental op |
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| 4. |
| 5:00 |
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I ant no saint
I can't turn the other cheek I ain't no saint But you can cool my temper By the words you speak I'll tell you straight from the shoulder Straight from the hip I'm falling over, she makes the pieces fit If I get arrested or in some legal twist She talks to the judge and gets the case dismissed I ain't no saint Won't make it through the pearly gates I feel alright down hear lord I think heaven's gonna have to wait She doesn't tell me how to make a living Don't lock her love up with a key If I'm down my head is spinning Don't call a doctor or a priest I ain't no saint Won't tow the party line I ain't no saint But you get my nomination Every single time I ain't no saint Won't make it through the pearly gates I feel alright down here, Lord I think heavens gonna have to wait I'll tell you straight from the shoulder Straight from the hip I feel alright down here, Lord I think Heavens gonna have to wait |
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| 5. |
| 4:25 |
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What I see just takes the heart from me
It's all okay they keep telling me Somehow it feels like failsave day You know it's almost failsave day It's not the time now don't go sad on me Yeah we can run the illusion is free Let's not just throw this change away You know it's almost failsave day And deep inside I hear that something Like a silent scream And in the night I hear that rumbling Keep on hoping that it's just a dream Wish there was some time to buy or steal 'Cause there's this stranger in the air I breathe Deep down it feels like failsave day They're gonna fade us all away Deep inside I hear that something Like a silent scream The voice inside just tells me one thing Keep on hoping that it's just a dream What I see just chrills the heart in me It's all okay but they're not fooling me You know it's almost failsave day Somehow it feels like failsave day You know it's almost failsave day They're gonna fade it all away |
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| 5:32 |
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Soft-soaped on the road to Hell
So many times I've tripped and fell No chances left The sky is falling down on me Yeah.... One step from the demons' fire Can't stop the train, and flames get higher Too late to save me The wall's coming down on me Yeah... Broken wishes and broken dreams Close to the edge, I cut it lean No regrets The flame's getting higher on me Yeah... Push the tempo, push the time No excuses, not this time No way out The ground's opening up on me Yeah... oh yeah... Can you feel the heat? Coming from the street Pouring down on me... yeah... They tried to keep me on a long thin chain Thanks, but no thanks just the same You saw it coming The devil's got the jump on me Yeah... Lost soul on the road to Hell Wind up the motor and ring the bell No stopping now The pain's coming down on me Yeah... Straight time on the road to Hell No mercy time at the wishing well No turning back The Angels gonna cry on me Yeah.... |
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| 4:08 |
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I'm breaking rocks and I'm doing time
She's on the streets with a friend of mine I drove the car I took the fall I walk the cell at night I cry 'til dawn At night I cry 'til dawn The days are long but time will pass I'm breaking out I soon will get my change I'm in my cell it's ten by nine She's living it up on champagne and wine I took the rap I have to smile Time drags by but I'll get loose after a while Get loose after a while Deep in the night just like a child I walk the cell my mind is running wild I'm going numb from too much waiting Until my dying day I'll suffocate from too much hating There'll be hell to pay I'm gonna rot from too much waiting 'Til my dying day My soul is bruised my heart is shaking There'll be hell to pay I'm digging ditches I'm breaking stones Sewing mailbags it ain't no fun Bread and water my life is complete Hold my breath 'til I'm back out on the streets Back out on the streets Revenge is sweet or so they say Just watch your steps I'm breaking out today Revenge is sweet or so they say Just watch your steps I'm breaking out today |
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| 8. |
| 4:49 |
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The dirty tricks department is working overtime
Trying to stop the candidate from getting this time The wheels are now in motion all the traps are set Under this commotion will he walk into this mess The state's intoxicated they're at the staarting gate He may never make it to the planned TV debate He can't fight off the big bucks of the old brigade He's gotta watch his step in this smear campaign They called a snap election in the summer heat This town is reeling backwards Like a drunk man on the streets Feed those lies Bend those minds at any price Foul or air As long as he's not there Election time Don't believe the papers it's not anybody's race He's not a rank beginner it's not a children's game He may get the nomination if he breaks through the chain Or they'll shoot him down on Main street in this smear campaign Just watch the party faithful fuel the dream machine They've fudged up all the issues eat that scandal sheet The dirty tricks department is nearly half insane Trying to stop the candidate with a smear camaign |
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| 10. |
| 5:16 |
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Seven days of thunder eight days of rain
The feeling that I'm under Is like a ball'n chain, like a ball'n chain Just round the corner I know a store Gonna trade in my razor and bay a 44 And I'll come knocking knocking door to door The feeling in my head is like all out war All out war third world war And if they catch me and put me in the chair You can sit beside me there's plenty room to spare You are the reason I am in tis fix will you cry for me When they throw that switch throw that switch This time they'll lock me up for sure Throw away the key when they slam the door City to city town to town Seven days running Will they track me down Will they track me down |
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| 11. |
| 4:54 |
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Seems to me, I've been all tore down before.
It seems to me, I've been down this way before. Tears in your eyes baby, don't fool me anymore. Tears in your eyes baby, don't fool me anymore. Fool me anymore. Yeah.... I must admit it, guess my race is run...yeah.. I must admit it baby, it's a case of hit and run. Don't look for me baby, 'cause I'm circling around the sun. Don't laugh at me baby, I'm circling around the sun. Yeah....oww....yeah... Feel six feet under, feel like a drowning man...yeah.. Feel six feet under, feel like a drowning man. Man overboard, and you won't lend a hand. Man overboard, you won't lend a hand...yeah.. Seems to me you've gone for broke this time. Seems to me you've gone for broke this time. Hung, drawn and quartered. You've hung me on the line....yeah.... |
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| 4:09 |
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NO PEACE FOR THE WICKED
No peace for the wicked No way, no how If you've gone and did it You gotta pay somehow No use complaining 'Bout the hand that feeds Now you know it's raining How come you talk to me How come you talk to me, Well your friends in high places Won't bail you out this time With all your social grace It's like a pantomime Feeling so uneasy You can't tell friend from foe Your always looking back To see who's coming through the door You're like aloaded heater Just about to go off the street You need a baby-sitter To pick you up if you can't stand the heat You sold protection Fed the common fear Took yes for an answer You didn't see the tears Collecting from the loanshark |
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