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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
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 in a fountain Some Swiss junkie in 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 Euro-trash 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 Euro-trash 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 Euro-trash 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 Euro-trash Girl Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl Yeah, I'll search the world over For my angel in black Yeah, I'll search the world over For a Euro-trash Girl |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
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 Eurotrash Girl. Took the train down to Athens And I slept in a fountain. Some Swiss junkie in 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 Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash 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. Ya 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 Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash Girl My Eurotrash Girl Yeah, I'll search the world over For my angel in black. Yeah, I'll search the world over For a Eurotrash Girl 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. Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash Girl Eurotrash Girl Yeah, I'll search the world over For my angel in black. Yeah, I'll search the world over For a Eurotrash Girl. |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
Origin: Kerosene Hat
Soraya Rozkuszka: "Someone at the San Francisco shows, Bugs I think, was talking about the recording of Kerosene Hat--the snoring (on Hi-Desert Biker Meth Lab) was supposedly the security guard for the sound stage they built, who dozed off so they lowered a boom mike over him. The hammering and sawing is supposedly all them building the stage/set/whatchamacallit." |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
Origin: Kerosene Hat
Soraya Rozkuszka: "Someone at the San Francisco shows, Bugs I think, was talking about the recording of Kerosene Hat--the snoring (on Hi-Desert Biker Meth Lab) was supposedly the security guard for the sound stage they built, who dozed off so they lowered a boom mike over him. The hammering and sawing is supposedly all them building the stage/set/whatchamacallit." |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
I'm standing in your corridor
I wonder what I'm waiting for The Leaves are drifting out to sea I'm waiting for you desperately All things beautiful All things beautiful I want everything I want everything You call us with your silent seas You call us in our tiny boats Gather us up with the storm And cast us out upon the shore All things beautiful All things beautiful I want everything I want everything I want everything I want everything You're deep inside this fecund swamp Or let it be your beating heart You're deep inside this fecund swamp You call us in our tiny boats All things beautiful All things beautiful I want everything I want everything I want everything I want everything I want everything I want everything I want everything I want everything |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
How can I fly with these old doggy wings
While the magpie sings some shiny song Old corn face row of teeth, she says sweetly to me In the elevator Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream Here come old Kerosene Hat With his ear flaps waxed, a courting his girl Come clattering in here on your old cloven skates With that devilish spoon Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream When you're submarine So don't you bother me, death, with your leathery ways And your old chaise lounge Wickerman's fence of leathery tires And the cook's gone mad, started several fires Everything seems like a dream When you're submarine Head like a stream she says softly to me From the rattling chair Bring me a steak and my old pair of crows My medicine lamp Everything seems like a dream So life's a scream |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
How can I fly with these old doggy wings
While the magpie sings some shiny song Old corn face row of teeth, she says sweetly to me In the elevator Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream Here come old Kerosene Hat With his ear flaps waxed, a courting his girl Come clattering in here on your old cloven skates With that devilish spoon Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream When you're submarine So don't you bother me, death, with your leathery ways And your old chaise lounge Wickerman's fence of leathery tires And the cook's gone mad, started several fires Everything seems like a dream When you're submarine Head like a stream she says softly to me From the rattling chair Bring me a steak and my old pair of crows My medicine lamp Everything seems like a dream So life's a scream |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
How can I fly with these old doggy wings
While the magpie sings some shiny song Old corn face row of teeth, she says sweetly to me In the elevator Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream Here come old Kerosene Hat With his ear flaps waxed, a courting his girl Come clattering in here on your old cloven skates With that devilish spoon Everything seems like a dream And life's a scream When you're submarine So don't you bother me, death, with your leathery ways And your old chaise lounge Wickerman's fence of leathery tires And the cook's gone mad, started several fires Everything seems like a dream When you're submarine Head like a stream she says softly to me From the rattling chair Bring me a steak and my old pair of crows My medicine lamp Everything seems like a dream So life's a scream |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
Oh, yeah I feel alright tonight
Oh, man the stars are bright tonight Like we could reach right out And help yourself to them Cause what we want and what we need Will one day bring us to our knees Well, I am over it You know that I've accepted it Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Go for a ride So, drive real fast through the underpass And if we die or if we crash Well I'd be flattered to Be buried right next to you Cause what's yours is yours What's mine is mine In the summertime Under the blackened sky The world belongs to us Baby lets use it up. Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Go for a ride Go for a ride Let's go for a ride Let's go for a ride Go for a ride |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
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 |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn,
I could arm a town the size of Abilene Don't you push me baby, Cause I'm all alone and you know I'm only in it for the gold All that I am asking is for ten gold dollars And I could pay you back with one good hand You can look around about the wide world over And you'll never find another honest man. Last fair deal in the country, Last fair deal in the town Put your gold dollars where your love is baby, Before I let my deal go down Last fair deal in the country, Last fair deal in the town Put your gold dollars where your love is baby, Before I let my deal go down Don't you push me baby, cause I'm all alone And I know a little something you might never know Don't you touch our liquor, just a cup of cold coffee I'm gonna wake up in the morning and go Everybody prayin' and drinkin' that wine I can tell the queen of diamonds by the way she shines Come to papa on an inside straight, Causel I got no chance of losing this time No I got no chance of losing this time No I got no chance of losing this time |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
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 |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
Well the movie star, well she crashed her car
But everyone said she was beautiful even without her head Everyone said she was dangerous Well the chief of police kept the crime off the streets Deep in his heart, we all knew he felt differently We all knew he was an anarchist Well I, I'd like to devour you But you, you'd probably devour me For your golden wheat, for your oat bran head Deep in my heart Girl you're a beautiful animal I'll put a tag on your ear Here we go! Well the movie star, well she crashed her car But everyone said she was beautiful even without her head Everyone said she was dangerous Well the chief of police kept the crime off the streets Deep in his heart we all knew he felt differently We all knew he was an anarchist Well I, I'd like to devour you But you, you'd probably devour me Well I, I'd like to devour you But you, you'd probably devour me Girl you're a beautiful animal Girl you're a beautiful animal Girl you're a beautiful animal Girl you're a beautiful animal Girl you're a beautiful animal Girl you're a beautiful animal Girl you're a beautiful animal Girl you're a beautiful animal |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
And here's Ivanovich
In his rocket ship Spinning helplessly Up above the earth While his heart is splintered All the girls of winter Are buried in their coats, anonymous While winter girls are waiting Ivanovich in high rotation Is just another star Up in the sky And while the world was waiting We're overwhelmed by some sensation Of something long ago and far away Like General Jackson's arm It's buried on some farm While the fever Pushes words from his lips And by the drunken river Where the soldiers shiver We rest beneath the shade of the trees While winter girls are saying "Each of us a tiny nation You're just another star But so am I." And while the world was waiting We're overwhelmed by some sensation Of something long ago and far away |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
If I could just keep
My stupid mind together Then my thoughts across The land for you to see The sun drags locomotives To the ocean No one knows this like I do Seconds clicking which I'm Change to dust Whithered roots of hair And nights of rust I'm waiting in the currents Of the ocean I'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes I'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes I'm so tired of goodbyes, goodbyes Goodbyes, goodbyes Goodbyes When night comes crawling in On a horse Soaking up my dreams Through the pores I'm so sick I'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes Goodbyes Goodbyes I'm so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes I'm so tired of goodbyes, goodbyes I'm so sick, so sick of goodbyes, goodbyes I'm so, I'm so Goodbyes Goodbyes Goodbyes |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
Be my sweet potato
Be my honey lamb Dance around the campfire Hang around a while Well, I been caught stealing Someone else's vibe Everybody loves or hates us But we're still alive Well wake up in the morning Cup of coffee, grab your bags Jump into the caddie 'Cause this touring ain't a drag They were overrated, educated I suppose a little jaded When I get off this I think I'm gonna have to be sedated Be my sweet potato I'll be your honey lamb Give me some black tupelo I been caught again Shit! I went to New York City But then I come right back Everyone was cool there I couldn't get no slack You seen me in the papers You seen me in the Voice I think I'd stay in Dixie If I had the choice Well wake up in the morning Cup of coffee, grab your bags Jump into the caddie 'Cause this touring ain't a drag They were overrated, educated I suppose a little jaded When I get off this I think I'm gonna have to be sedated Be my sweet potato I'll be your honey lamb Give me some black tupelo I been caught again |
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from Cracker - Kerosene Hat (1993)
Take me down
To the infirmary Lay me down On cotton sheets Put a damp cloth On my forehead Lay me down And let me sleep I know the whiskey, it won't soothe my soul And the morphine won't heal my heart But if you take me down to the infirmary I won't have to sleep or drink alone So, take me down To the infirmary Walk a sound that's as blue as her eyes Oh, sister Magdalene won't you fetch the doctor's flask He is going to need a steady A steady hand I know the whiskey, it won't soothe my soul And the morphine won't heal my heart But if you take me down to the infirmary I won't have to sleep or drink alone So, take me down To the infirmary Lay me down on cotton sheets Put a damp cloth on my forehead Lay me down let me sleep Lay me down let me sleep |
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from The Cowboy Way (뉴욕의 해결사) by David Newman [ost] (1994)
don't know why I come back to this place
no-one seems to re-e-member my face I got the blue danube blues for you Now all the girls around here, they're just a little corn-fed Don't drink at all, I can't get them in bed I got the blue danube blues for you Bridge: Now all my friends now I'm back at home don't wanna hang around, they stay at home They all got jobs and kids and wake up before noon Chorus: A yodel-odel-ay-ee-tee A yodel-odel-ay-ee-e-tee-oh I got the blue danube blues for you Break Repeat bridge Repeat chorus I got the blue danube blues for you |
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from If I Were A Carpenter (1994)
Talkin' to myself and feelin' old
Sometimes I'd like to quit Nothing ever seems to fit Hangin' around nothing to do but frown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down. What I've got they used to call the blues Nothin' is really wrong feelin' like I don't belong Walkin' around some kind of lonely clown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down. Funny but it seems I always wind up here with you Nice to know somebody loves me funny but it seems that it's the only thing to do Run and find the one who loves me. What I feel has come and gone before No need to talk it out We know what it's all about Hangin' around Nothing to do but frown Rainy Days and Mondays always get me down |
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from Clueless (클루리스) by David Kitay [ost] (1995)
I will find a way
To get to you someday Cause I am so afraid I'd fall Can't you hear me call Chorus Shake some action is what I need To make me bust out at full speed and I am sure that's all you'll need to make it alright It's take me so long to get to where I belong Lord don't make me send it back that way Or I will make you pay Chorus You don't dig what I'm playing Then I will go away And I will turn around this little game Cause I don't need your praise |
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from Encomium : A Tribute To Led Zeppelin [tribute] (1995)
In the e days of my youth i was d told what it a means to be a e man d-a:d:d# E now i've reached that age i try to d do all those a things the best i e can d-a:d:d# But no e matter how i try, i find my d way into the a same old e jam d-a:d:d# A good times, d bad times, You a know i had my d share When my b7 woman left home with a e7 brown eyed man, But i b still don't seem to care. seventeen: i fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be Only took a couple of days til she was rid of me. She swore that she would be all mine and love me till the end, When i whispered in her ear i lost another friend E-d-a E-d-a E-d-a E-d-a E-d-a E-d-a E-d-a E-d-a E i know what it means to be a-d-lone E i sure do wish i was at d home E i don't care what the d neighbours say E i'm gonna love you d each and every day E d you can feel the a beat with-d-in d# my e heart D 'cause, a baby, d we d# ain't e ever gonna part |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
Let's pick it up Let's pick it up Let's pick it up Let's pick it up Well the year of the redneck mama It was announced by the sign of a comet Hanging in the sky at 3 AM Again and again again and again and I say 100 flower power maximum 100 flower power maximum 100 flower power maximum Let's pick it up Let's pick it up Well the year of the redneck mama It was announced by the sign of a comet Hanging in the sky at 3AM That's right! Let's pick it up Let's pick it up Let's pick it up Let's pick it up 100 flower power maximum 100 flower power maximum 100 flower power maximum Let's pick it up |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
And it's a long long way to the top But when you come down It's one headlong rush You've got an itch to scratch The shiny bits of light Hanging like stars Hanging like stars And Mary says you're such a restless soul My bicycle spaniard My magyar of cold You've got an itch to find what's best left lost and cold My bicycle spaniard My poor restless soul My bicycle spaniard My poor restless soul |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
Cigarettes and carrot juice And get yourself a new tattoo For those sleeveless days of June I'm sitting on the Caf?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'd you have to come Why'd 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 have tread And others sometimes fled Before the 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 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're 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 Caf?Xeno's steps... I haven't got the courage yet I haven't got the courage yet I haven't got the courage yet |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
We went down to the old part of town by the stinking canal and the cotton mill Under a ghetto palm with her bicycle shorts on with a gesture she said to me: "I really must confess I'd like to get undressed with you." And though the thought had never really crossed my mind Oh that was a line So I went along. We ran out Under the turning leaves The fetid earth it was damp and cool Well Autumn's feeble light on her salty neck all innocence, it was lost I really must confess I am feeling quite distressed My stars are always crossed And I have always taken more than I have given back, and as a matter of fact, I've given nothing up |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
You can still come and bring me coffee in the morning. You can still come and make me chicken fried steak. Or you can live your life with whomever you please to As long as someone takes good care of me. You know I don't mind. How can I live without you if it means I gotta get a job? You could still come and bring me those fancy pastries. You can still come and crawl into my bed. Or you can live your life with whomever you please to, As long as someone takes good care of me. You know I don't mind. How can I live without you if it means I gotta get a job |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
Cold summer wheat It sways in the breeze till it fades in the autumn to brown Cool summer grass it beckons and calls and I lie here with you in my heart I can't forget you I can't forget you I can't forget you at all Birds take to the sky they never alight they circle around forever Now I tried but I failed to hide and disguise this one simple sentiment I can't forget you I can't forget you I can't forget you No No I can't forget you I can't forget you I can't forget you at all No No |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
I hate my generation I offer no apologies I hate my generation, yeah I hate my generation I picked it up and threw it away I hate my generation It's alright It's alright I hate my generation Now that I said it I feel liberated I hate my generation now I hate my generation I offer no apologies I hate my generation now It's alright alright alright I hate my I hate my I hate my |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
I'm a little rocket ship I'll take you on a little trip We'll leave this planet far behind I'm a little tired of it and you're a little weary I can tell yeah yeah Well I'm a little rocket ship And you are Queen Andromeda of all the stars those with names and those in clusters You are on account of the infinite So can't you see that I'm a little rocket ship I'm a little rocket ship I'll take you on a little trip And leave this planet far behind Do you suppose that they've been here? I don't know, but I've been there. Do you wanna come along? I'm a little rocket ship and you are crowned with them magnificent all the stars those with names and those in dingy drag bars They plead with you not to go to Pleiades or Scorpio and I'm a little rocket ship |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
Where ya going to? If you want me let me take you Where ya going to? If you want me let me take you 'Cause in my life I got nothing to believe in Except for you I got nothing to believe in Whatcha looking for? If you want it I will find it. Yeah whatcha looking for? If you want me let me find it. 'Cause in my life I got nothing to believe in Except for you I got nothing to believe in And I feel fine I feel fine Yeah I feel fine I feel fine 'Cause in my life I got nothing to believe in Except for you I got nothing to believe in Except for you I got nothing to believe in I feel fine Yeah I feel infe I feel fine, I feel fine, Yeah I feel fine Yeah I feel fine I feel fine, Yeah I feel fine |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
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 Been a long time since I had Sweet Thistle Pie. Hey Hey Hey Yeah 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 slipped 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 |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
This is the Golden Age
It's hard to imagine With the way I feel today That this is the Golden Age The Golden Age Somewhere I failed Somewhere I lost you In a black crowd of crows And shiny things I can't remember This is the Golden Age This is the Golden Age The Golden Age It seems like I'm high But baby I'm crawling In the unbearable days I threw away But I should have savored The flaxen light Off of the dying wheat Your rye whiskey mouth And your dandelion teeth This is the Golden Age This is the Golden Age This is the Golden Age This is the Golden Age |
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from Cracker - The Golden Age (1996)
I'm so fucking sick I'm the king of the world. I'm a genius of useless stuff Some people they gotta work Well I just hang around. A dreaming' up useless stuff So if I call you from time to time I said my life is such a drag and I feel like a hag please shut me up. Girl would you like to live my life And I'll be with you tonight and I'll be your useless stuff Now everybody wants to be our friend So we act real Zen, and hang around with movie stars So if I call you from time to time I said my life is such a drag and I feel like a hag, kick me in the ass. Girl would you like to live my life And I'll be with you tonight and I'll be your useless stuff yeah I'll be your useless stuff Can I be your useless stuff |
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from Playing By Heart (라스트 타임) by John Barry [ost] (1998)
Well is it such a sin to linger with the magazines
I want a chocolate bar or maybe something sweet I want a stranger with your face So I followed her to this place It's been so long I've been around the world I say hello to howie Say hello to spike 'cause the canals in camden are filled with bottles tonight To watch the ripples fade away To feel the rain upon my head So I could say, I've been around the world And how I wish I was in your apartment tonight To hear the rain come down, down upon your roof To see your clothes beside, clothes beside your bed To lie and listen to your breath Instead, I've been, I've been around the world And how I wish I was in your bed tonight To taste the salt upon, salt upon your neck To feel your body press, pressing down on me Instead of being, I've been around the world Yeah I've been around, I've been around the world Yeah I've been around, I've been around the world |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
Well is it such a sin to linger with the magazines
I want a chocolate bar or maybe something sweet I want a stranger with your face So I followed her to this place It's been so long I've been around the world I say hello to howie Say hello to spike 'cause the canals in camden are filled with bottles tonight To watch the ripples fade away To feel the rain upon my head So I could say, I've been around the world And how I wish I was in your apartment tonight To hear the rain come down, down upon your roof To see your clothes beside, clothes beside your bed To lie and listen to your breath Instead, I've been, I've been around the world And how I wish I was in your bed tonight To taste the salt upon, salt upon your neck To feel your body press, pressing down on me Instead of being, I've been around the world Yeah I've been around, I've been around the world Yeah I've been around, I've been around the world |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
Intro & break:
E-d-c#m-a7 E-d-c#m-a7 E I left my cinder-d-ella at the c#m payphone, a7 with a pocket full of dimes E I get the d feeling she's still re-c#m-searching, gonna a7 leave me behind F# when she comes g# to a see me When she comes g Chorus: E my cinder-d-ella, a gone in a g day b-g E maybe it's d better, a ? g stay b-g Ebullets? and d breakdowns, a break-ups like g lead b-g E my cinder-d-ella, a my cinder-g-ella E-d-c#m-a7 My days are numbered, I'm feathered and plundered, can't say that I mind It might happen? time? When she comes to see me Yeah when she comes Chorus 2: E my cinder-d-ella, a gone in a g day b-g E maybe it's d better, a ? g stay b-g E bullets? and d breakdowns, a break-ups like g lead b-g E my cinder-d-ella, a my cinder-b-ella C#m (oooh) a my cinder- b my cinder- my cinderella C#m (oooh) a my my my my my my b my my my Break F# when she comes g# a When she comes g Chorus (ad libbed) x2 (fade on second) |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
Where are my God's green grasses?
Yellow blue fishes of the sea Where are you, my sweet darling? My sweet darling, I'll drown in misery And on the golden days of summer Robbed from Pharoah's ancient tombs And the silver hours, they are mashed and sour My sweet darling, where have you gone? Past the dead and awkward factory Anthracite grey on cobblestone And the sooted flowers, on gentleman's towers My sweet darling, where have you gone? |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
D-G-D-D-Em-A-Bm-A-D-G-D-Em-G-D
D We sang Halle-G-lujah, has it stopped D raining? Though the D priest had stopped be-Em-lieving a long time a-A-go And his com-Bm-panion began to A laugh at the i-D-rony o' G that And we D walked along in Em an un-G-confortable D silence Yeah Bm ha- ha- ha- A hallelu-D-jah Bm ha- ha- ha- A hallelu-G-jah D St. Patrick led the sailor into the wasteland A herd of swine surrounded them one day It was the answer to their prayers, a sure sign that God, he cared But McCarthy disagreed: it's not that simple So hallelujah hallelujah The fisherman, he rode the city's river The dirty water rose through sorry planks And the vandal Moranjou? 'pon Gay St. heard the news They commissioned him to rise up from the cobbles Yeah Bm ha-A-llelu-D-jah Bm ha-A-llelu-D-jah Bm ha-A-llelu-G-jah D |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
Hold of myself
Just trying to get a hold of myself Scaring my friends, just trying to get a hold of myself Sabotage all I set out to do I can't imagine how that looks to you Just don't go away, just trying to get a hold of myself Got me a dog, I think it's time I got me a dog To be my little pal, I think it's time I got me a dog Last one I had got hit by a car Kept right on going and I took it real hard Now it's time to move on, I think its time I got me a dog Ah, oh, oh oh oh Ah, oh, oh oh oh Ah, oh, oh oh oh Fork in the road, I think we're coming to a fork in the road Take it from me, I know we're coming to a fork in the road I miss the days when you could laugh at yourself You rip my heart out when you don't want my help Take it from me, we're coming to a fork in the road Hold of myself, just trying to get a hold of myself |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
Now I, I want out of the circus
Since the girl in the blue sparkly dress On one knee, I confessed Put an end to that exchange of glances Now I, I want out of the circus That old gang of dwarves Sometimes, they're downright feral When they, they've been around that old beer barrel The old lion's teeth Seems like a smile to me With some sweet relief I just stick my head in Now my tale, it's too ordinary For anyone to care at all Not like the man repeatedly struck by lightning When he bears his scars, we all know When he bears his scars, he's a star |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
You come across the James River
For a needle and a spoon Would you come across the James River To be my woman again To be my woman again You come across the old lee bridge For a dollar fifty in change Would you come across the James River For this heart of gold For this heart of gold You go and work for Ms. Kitty For a decent rate of pay Would you come across the James (River) To be my woman again To be my woman again You keep a pistol in your left boot A brush and comb in your purse Would you come across the James (River) To be my woman again To be my woman again |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
Only when I laugh, does it hurt
The doctor says, please, son, remove your skirt I'd be glad to comply, but I'm not wearing one The doctor says, that's strange, nor am I A scotsman throws a pole into the air The alderman all vote in some affair The mayor, he abstained, and ain't that strange He's still a bachelor, perhaps he's gay A corpse is laid out neatly on a slab Professor's working madly in his lab The assistant files her nails and checks her hair There's just a hint of danger in the air There's just a hint of danger in the air No one is alarmed nor seems to care Everyone is happy, we're all fine We all fall in love all the time Yeah, we all fall in love or from a plane With the stewardess, she serves us in our dreams When we wake, we find that it has rained When it rains, it lulls us back to sleep So rest your weary eyes and go to sleep Or rest your weary head and come to me Move your lips and sing this lullabye Move your lips and sing this lullabye Lullabye Lullabye Lullabye Lullabye Lullabye Lullabye Lullabye Lullabye Lullabye Lullabye (Fade out) |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
My life is totally boring without you around
These days, they fade to another I want you around So I'd like to say That I'm better off I'm happier this way But my life is totally empty without you around Well my life is totally boring without you Well I fell, but you fell much farther I was envious Around here, everyone loves you Cause you are insane So we started a band Owe it all to our fans Went somewhere near the top My life is totally empty without you around Yeah my life is totally boring without you My life is totally boring without you around These days, they fade to another I want you around So I'd like to say That I'm better off I'm happier this way My life is totally empty without you around Yeah my life is totally boring without you around My life is totally empty without you around Yeah my life is totally boring without you |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
So we were standing, like the last rock band on the planet
Of vapor trails and alpine skies It's all green fields, yellow flowers, and brown liquor Oh brown liquor Bug's got a job in the Catskills Met some fraulein along the way Took her home, but then she had an episode Though it did disturb him, he was strangely compelled Seven days when I've been waiting Seven days and seven nights Seven days when I've been dreaming Of the real thing Of the real thing So we were standing around, fading in and out of fashion While Amerikids dug Eurobeats Well we know all of the doormen and other bartendresses And there ain't nothing that you got that we don't need Did I say that right? Seven days when I've been waiting Seven days and seven nights Seven days when I've been dreaming Of the real thing Of the real thing Seven days when I've been waiting Seven days and seven nights Seven days when I've been dreaming Of the real thing Of the real thing Seven days when I've been waiting Seven days and seven nights Seven days when I've been dreaming Of the real thing Of the real thing Of the real thing Of the real thing Of the real thing Of the real thing |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
Gonna make you a star
And show the world your green, green eyes See your smiling face Everywhere, everyplace We could turn it upside down We could turn it inside out We'll give you everything Things that you'd never need, Things that you'd never dream Things like eternity Gonna make you a star Make you a star Make you a star Gonna make you a star You stare down at the emptiness You shake us from our poisonous Slumbering and stuttering So start and stop the fall Coarse masses down the hall Blow you through the door Into a million bits We'll reassemble it That's how we'll make a hit Gonna make you a star Make you a star Make you a star Make you a star Make you a star Star Star Star Star Star Star Star Star Star Star |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
I'm living up near Fresno
Just up Highway 99 Won't you come and pay a visit I'm here all the time I'm still here waiting Waiting for you girl I'm still waiting Waiting for you girl I could wander up to Phoenix Get a good construction job If the sunstroke, it don't kill me the meth amphetamine will But I'll still be waiting Waiting for you girl I'll still be waiting Waiting for you girl I'm still waiting (I'm still waiting) I'm still waiting (I'm still) Waiting for you girl I'm still waiting (I'm still waiting) I'm still waiting (I'm still) Waiting for you girl This once was an ocean Or should I say an ocean floor It should all be a desert And it shall be once more But I'll still be waiting Waiting for you girl Yeah, I'll be here waiting Waiting for you girl I'm still waiting (I'm still waiting) I'm still waiting (I'm still) Waiting for you girl I'm still waiting (I'm still waiting) I'm still waiting (I'm still) Waiting for you girl I'm still waiting (I'm still waiting) I'm still waiting (I'm still) Waiting for you girl |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
G-D
G-C(7)-G(7)-C-G-D-C-D-G-D (ending:D-C-D-G) The devil will send demons to fly around your wedding day Yeah, the devil will send demons to fly around your wedding day Don't send no invitation, I don't have much to say Well, I heard about your man, and I will laugh at him sometime Yeah, I heard about your man, and I will laugh at him sometime Cuz I can see his sad day coming when your lies will burn him blind Well, I'm standing in the churchyard, standing here without a sound Yeah, I'm standing in the churchyard, standing here without a sound Wishing I'd been born the kind of man could go in and shoot you down The devil will send demons to fly around your wedding day Yeah, the devil will send demons to fly around your wedding day Well they'll strike you down at midnight, and a-carry me away |
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from Cracker - Gentleman's Blues (2000)
You're a wild one
Well I was once like you They couldn't tame you Kicked you out of the zoo Drank all of that soda pop Red candy on your chin I gave you something to slow you down Just sped you up instead You're a wild one A wild one You're a wild one A wild one You're a wild one Were you raised by wolves? Learned their dark secrets Under the light of the moon? That's when the bum matron comes To lock you in your chair So scream along at the top of your lungs Shout and shake your hair Cause you're a wild one A wild one You're a wild one A wild one You're a wild one A wild one You're a wild one A wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one You're a wild one |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
(Ain't that strange)
(Ain't that strange) Big Talkin' Joey's got his china dolls While I'm sitting here at home with nothing at all Ain't that strange, yeah, yeah Ain't that strange? My fallen Angelina left a week or so ago A visit to her granny, took her nightclub clothes Ain't that strange, yeah, yeah Ain't that strange? We've been shut down Pushed and messed around (Aww) [So might ya post all?] what you think Is this ridiculous Should I be suspicious All these whiskers in the sink My baby left me her brand new car The ash-tray was filled with Philly Blunt cigars Ain't that strange, yeah, yeah Ain't that strange? Do do, do do doo do do Do do, do do doo do do Do do, do do doo do do doo Ain't that strange, yeah, yeah Ain't that strange? A-we've been shut down (Do do, do do doo do do) Pushed and messed around (Aww, Do do, do do doo do do) [So might ya post all?] what you think (Do do, do do doo do do doo) Is this ridiculous (Do do, do do doo do do) Should I be suspicious (Do do, do do doo do do) All these whiskers in the sink (Do do, do do doo do do doo) The sun is setting on at the Stockman's Lounge 'Cause someone drank my Tanqueray and my baby's not around Ain't that strange, hmm, hmm Ain't that strange? Do do, do do doo do do Do do, do do doo do do Do do, do do doo do do doo Do do, do do doo do do Do do, do do doo do do Do do, do do doo do do doo Big Talkin' Joey's got his china dolls While I'm sitting here at home with nothing at all Ain't that strange, yeah, yeah Ain't that strange? Ain't that strange, yeah, yeah Ain't that strange? |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
She says this is my movie,
so you'll do what i tell you. There's a mixup in Bali - you get chased by a monkey. Brides of Neptune cross the water, bring us your sons and bring us your daughters. I won't forsake thee deep in the blue sea; I'll take you home. Brides of Neptune cross the water, bring us your sons and bring us your daughters. I won't forsake thee deep in the blue sea; I'll take you home. I tried dating a mermaid; she buys pot from the first mate. That mysterious cargo is still guarded by monkeys. Then Brides of Neptune cross the water, bring us your sons and bring us your daughters. I won't forsake thee deep in the blue sea; I'll take you home. Brides of Neptune cross the water, bring us your sons and bring us your daughters. I won't forsake thee deep in the blue sea; I'll take you home. Brides of Neptune cross the water, bring us your sons and bring us your daughters. I won't forsake thee deep in the blue sea; I'll take you home. Brides of Neptune cross the water, bring us your sons and bring us your daughters. I won't forsake thee deep in the blue sea; I'll take you home. Brides of neptune Brides of Neptune Brides of Neptune Guarded by monkeys .. |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
God gave you life
So get out of mine And take your sorry ass Back to florida You're not welcome here Ain't it perfectly clear Take your sorry ass Back to florida Chorus: You bring us down Don't come around You bring us down You bring us down Repeat chorus You live a charmed life But nothing seems right to you Roses and wine Thorns and vinegar Your only delight Is other's demise So take your sorry ass Back to florida Repeat chorus x6 |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
Movie stars
And magazines Life is good Grass is green Come ride with me Down 62 'Cause all I want Is to be with you Past rusted out Faded towns Little places Broken down Life is good When I'm with you I don't need Anything. I just wanna live like this now and forever I just wanna live like this now and forever I just wanna live like this now and forever Now and forever, forever Crystalline Those perfect dreams Its all wide open At seventeen Start again Me and you A simple life On Route 62 Rusted out Broken down Little places Falling down Life is good Or so it seems I don't need Anything. I just wanna live like this now and forever I just wanna live like this now and forever I just wanna live like this now and forever Now and forever, forever I just wanna live like this now and forever I just wanna live like this now and forever I just wanna live like this now and forever Now and forever, forever |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
You are so beautiful
You should be hid deep in the jungle On some forgotten island I heard about you I got your PGP key I write you letters every day CHORUS: You are so beautiful You should be guarded by monkeys You are so beautiful REPEAT CHORUS I have invented 51 daylights This does not seem to impress you You are so beautiful Sublime and classified I can't stop thinking about you REPEAT CHORUS x2 REPEAT CHORUS CHORUS VARIATION: You are so beautiful You should be hid deep in the jungle You are so beautiful REPEAT CHORUS x2 You are so beautiful You are so beautiful |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
Merry christmas Emily
Merry christmas Emily Emily was twenty three Sitting on the ground Under a dead palm tree 6th and Speedway On Christmas day Seemed like things were gonna go my way But we had some good times Drinking cheap wine and popping pills Spending the holidays Getting drunk at the rusty nail Emily from a good family They fucked* your head (* messed in the radio version) And sent you to me 'Its a Wonderful Life' Is playing on TV I still think about you Do you think about me (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) I still think about you do you still thing about me (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) Merrry Christmas Emily It may have seemed like i was down and out But my insurance claim Was still paying out You were heading back up While I was going down So I reformed the band To try to keep you around Then we had some bad times Drinking wine in the summer heat A couple loud arguments Standing in the middle of Congress St. So there's Emily Under the dead palm tree Its Christmas day And its like 80 degrees I still think about you Do you still think about me (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) I still think about you (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) Merrry Christmas Emily (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) I still think about you do you still think about me (Merry christmas Emily) Merrry Christmas Emily (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) (Merry christmas Emily) |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
So let's all be someone else
I'm tired of being myself Let's all be someone else You could be someone else I know you're tired of yourself You say you're so bored you could cry Well let me tell you, so am I Well, Lola came from Mesilla She sometimes called herself Anita (background shout: Bebidas) But no-one ever knew why But things just seemed to work out right, right, right So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) Let's all be someone else The blue ladies rode the bikes And what they were, we assumed rhymed with bikes But them one day one did not get out of bed She was dead, and a guy, that's what the paramedic said So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) Let's all be someone else So come on down Miss Santa Cruz County Won't you come on down from you daddy's hydroponic farm? 'Cause there's no shame in being seen as the Artichoke Festival Queen You know we like what you've become You know we like what you've become So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) So let's all be someone else So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) Let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else So let's all be someone else (do do do doo do do do) I'm tired of being myself (do do do doo do do do) So let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else Let's all be someone else Someone else |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
This broken wing will fly again
One fine day This blackbird's mute gonna sing again One fine day So all you sinners come out And all you drunkards crawl out Come into the light of one fine day And all you liars come out And all you thieves you walk out Come into the light of one fine day These crippled legs will walk again One fine day This broken heart will love again One fine day So all you sinners come out And all you drunkards crawl out Come into the light of one fine day And all you liars come out And all you whores you walk out Come into the light of one fine day This broken wing will fly again One fine day This blackbird's mute gonna sing again One fine day So all you sinners come out And all you drunkards crawl out Come into the light of one fine day And all you liars come out And all you whores you walk out Come into the light of one fine day Yeah come into the light of one fine day Come into the light of one fine day Come into the light of one fine day |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
You're so shameless
Sweet thing please don't bring us down You're so shameless But what goes it comes around And on a trip to Mexico Never knew that it could snow We shared a bed like days gone by The mistresses all knew your name The minister started acting strange Shameless Don't really wanna know what's going on You're so shameless Sweet thing please don't bring us down And on a trip to Yellow Knife Professor Panos and his wife Secret dealings at the Quebec bar With an arctic wilderness guide Says he was a retired Canadian spy Shameless Sweet thing please don't bring us down (hm-hm, no-no) You're so shameless Don't really wanna know what's going on (hm-hm-hm) You're so shameless But what goes it comes around Yeah you're so shameless (shameless) Yeah you're so shameless (shameless) You're so shameless (yeah yeah shameless) You're so shameless You're so shameless (you should be guarded by monkeys) You're so shameless (you should be guarded by monkeys) |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
You could never be
What you wanted to be 'Cause sweetheart it takes time Someday you're gonna shine You'll see You'll be a Russian acrobat You'll be like Burt Bacharach You come to the party, you say "What's new pussycat?" Someday you're gonna shine You'll see Don't wanna talk about it You come around to tell it You're beautiful can't you see? Someday you're gonna shine You'll see (Someday you're gonna shine) (Someday you're gonna shine) Someday you're gonna shine Someday you're gonna shine (aaah) Someday you're gonna shine Someday you're gonna shine (you're gonna) (aaah) Someday you're gonna shine Someday you're gonna shine (aaah) Yeah someday you're gonna shine (you're gonna shine) REPEAT WITH AD LIBS TO FADE |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
SECTION 1:
I heard the words, now here I am You were talking to me, I'm your super fan I loved you then, I love you still But if I can't have you, no-one will Woah! REPEAT SECTION 1 SECTION 2: I will make you understand I'm your super fan SECTION 3: I know you like it I was watching from outside my love I saw her leaving She's not right for you my life, my love I know what hurts you Sing it to me again my life, my love I know what hurts you ...I could hurt you I'll track you down, I'll steal your mail A lock of hair, some fingernails A piece of you upon my shrine Now you're with me all the time REPEAT SECTION 2 REPEAT SECTION 3 - heavy breathing break - If I can't have you, no-one will If I can't have you, no-one will If I can't have you, no-one will If I can't have you, no-one will No-one will No-one will No-one will No-one will No-one will No-one will No-one will No-one will |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
I have lost the one I love to someone else
She lies beside me, but she's not here, she's far away She's WALKING softly, she's talking sweetly about a dream Sweet Magdalena of my misfortune, where ARE YOU NOW? Things I lost, left behind, or threw away They gather in the dusky light of reverie Always with me, where I go, sweet company, or is it misery? Sweet Magdalena of my misfortune, where have you gone? So many ways to go and lay your burdens down Yeah, so many hours from now to the dawn Yeah, so many words I never found to make you stay just one more day Sweet Magdalena of my misfortune, where have you gone? Yeah, ooh Yeah, so many words I never found to make you stay FOR just one more day Sweet Magdalena of my misfortune, where are you now? Yeah, sweet Magdalena of my misfortune, where are you now? |
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from Cracker - Forever (2002)
What You're Missing
Colton, Redlands....) (protegido por monos) (various town names, neighborhoods, mostly unintelligle) North of Broad... (peli roja, protegido por monos) Mentone, Yucaipa The name is MC Cracker D. The singer in this band. (listen up) Thats Cracker with a C not a K or uncle understand. And if you've got a problem With your geometry I can help you out with that Cause I have a mathematics degree CHORUS Hey, hey, you don't know what you're missing What you're missing Hey, hey, you don't know what you're missing Now. (c?on peli roja) (Brandy Wood) Here I am the only girl So I get my own room Unless somebody needs the phone And then I get the broom (huh) Checking out the haircuts Not making any fuss I ask one up for tea But David throws him off the bus. (he was a drummer!) CHORUS (give me some room) (I smell something) (you call that a guitar solo?) (i'm trying) (you call that a guitar solo?) CHORUS (watch me break this chair) (Professor Raagini) (Kenny Margolis) Me and my boy Sammy We're hanging in the park (his science is strong) There's plants and birds (mysterioso!) And rocks and things we Best be home by dark Climbing up, sliding down Tumbling with the tots Swinging sounds of laughter Does anyone remember laughter? (yeah that was Uncle Led Zeppelin right?) CHORUS (okay throw that chair Johnny) (Johnny Hickman) They call me Lonesome Johnny I helped to start this band (yeah right) Came up with MC Cracker D But was not in Camper Van (he was in Wicked Scepter) I play the lead guitar round here But Sometimes it plays me (your pants are too tight) And I don't look like Richard Grieco That pendejo looks like me. (ohhh) (protegido por monos) (play it professor) (his name is Professor Raagini) (when he don? play keyboard He plays tambourini) (Frank Funaro) (heavy brooklyn accent) If you need some riddem den I'm the man for you. (is he from England?) (what happened to the Mexican guy who used to play drums) If you got a sister well ... I'm da man for her too (dream on brother!) I may not be a singer But I play one on TV I wrote myself some lyrics Wid a rhyming dictionary CHORUS (protegido por monos) We have lots of friends In our extended family Of freaks and geeks and wierdos That keep it quite unique So if you think you're one of us I'll tell you what to do Step over have a listen Then you're know just what you're missing. |
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from Cracker - Cracker (2004)
Wind of fate has pried us loose
Light of mercy hurts my eyes Is it worth the things you lose To board the train and watch the sky I sing myself to sleep at night I sing myself to sleep Another song about the rain Coming down it burns through me Another song about the rain Got a line straight from my heart Another time it went to you Another place we were smart Before the flood and time was through I sing myself to sleep at night I sing myself to sleep Another song about the rain Coming down it burns through me Another song about the rain Sorry now I never made you see Sorry now sounds so far away Will our child cry for me When he hears the dragon's flame Highway flares make red the streets My fingers spin the dial again But every station's on to me, yeah Another song about the rain (Another song about the rain) Another song about the rain (Another song about the rain) Coming down it burns through me (Another song about the rain) Another song about the rain (Another song about the rain) Never rained so viciously (Another song about the rain) (Another song about the rain) Another song about the rain (Another song about the rain) Another song about the rain (Another song about the rain) Another song about the rain (Another song about the rain) (Fades Out) |
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from Cracker - Cracker (2004)
I was having a good sleep
In my car In the, parking lot of the Showboat Casino hotel I say, "I remember you You drive like a PTA mother" You brought me draft beer In a plastic cup I'm feeling thankful For the small things today I'm feeling thankful For the small things today Happy, Happy Birthday to me Happy Birthday to me And to you Happy, Happy Birthday to me Happy Birthday to me And to you I'm feeling thankful For the small things today I'm feeling thankful For the small things today I remember you I crashed your wedding With some orange crepe paper And some Halloween candy Sometimes I wish I were Catholic I don't know why I guess I'm happy to see your face At a time like this Happy, Happy Birthday to me Happy Birthday to me And to you Happy, Happy Birthday to me Happy Birthday to me And to you Happy Birthday baby, to me Happy Birthday, to me Happy Birthday, to me Happy Birthday, to me |
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from Cracker - Cracker (2004)
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) |
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from Cracker - Cracker (2004)
Someday well I'll get it right
Yeah one day I'll get it right Someday well I'll get it right Yeah one day I'll get it right And I had a dream last night That I was feeling barely human So save me a place in your parking lot And save me a place beside you When you lie down to sleep at night Someday I'll get it right Someday well I'll get it right Yeah one day I'll get it right Someday well I'll get it right Yeah one day I'll get it right And if you see the dark clouds Gathering out on the horizon Don't be alarmed They're just there for me Just save me a place beside you When you lie down to sleep at night Someday I'll get it right Someday well I'll get it right Yeah one day I'll get it right Someday well I'll get it right Yeah one day I'll get it right Yeah one day I'll get it right |
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from Cracker - Cracker (2004)
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 |
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from Cracker - Cracker (2004)
Hey hey it's okay to
Make a little mess out of your life 'Cause you don't need a diagram to tell you how to have a good time I said hey (hey) Don't mean to frighten you away This is Cracker soul, it comes so easy I said hey (hey) Don't get your head a mess. This is just the best, it comes so easy It comes so easy Hey hey it's okay to never know the answer but ask why (why oh why?) You don't need another burden come and party with your spirit guide I said hey (hey) Don't get your head a mess This is Cracker Soul It comes so easy I said hey (hey) Don't get yourself distressed Love is just the best When comes easy It comes so easy Hey hey it's okay to make a little mess out of your life 'Cause you don't need a diagram to show you how to have a good time I said hey (hey) Don't mean to frighten you away This is Cracker soul, it comes so easy I said hey (hey) Don't get your head a mess This is just the best, it comes so easy It comes so easy Hey hey it's okay to never know the answer but ask why (why oh why?) 'Cause you don't need another burden come and party with your spirit guide I said hey (hey) Don't get your hair a mess It's just not Cracker soul It comes so easy I said hey (hey) Don't get yourself distressed This is just the best When comes easy I said hey (hey) Don't get your head a mess Leave it for the rest It comes so easy I said hey (hey) Don't mean to frighten you away This is Cracker soul It comes so easy It comes so easy |
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from Cracker - Hello Cleveland! Live From The Metro (2005)
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 |
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from Cracker - Hello Cleveland! Live From The Metro (2005)
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 |
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from Cracker - Hello Cleveland! Live From The Metro (2005)
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 |
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from Cracker - Hello Cleveland! Live From The Metro (2005)
So we were standing, like the last rock band on the planet
Of vapor trails and alpine skies It's all green fields, yellow flowers, and brown liquor Oh brown liquor Bug's got a job in the Catskills Met some fraulein along the way Took her home, but then she had an episode Though it did disturb him, he was strangely compelled Seven days when I've been waiting Seven days and seven nights Seven days when I've been dreaming Of the real thing Of the real thing So we were standing around, fading in and out of fashion While Amerikids dug Eurobeats Well we know all of the doormen and other bartendresses And there ain't nothing that you got that we don't need Did I say that right? Seven days when I've been waiting Seven days and seven nights Seven days when I've been dreaming Of the real thing Of the real thing Seven days when I've been waiting Seven days and seven nights Seven days when I've been dreaming Of the real thing Of the real thing Seven days when I've been waiting Seven days and seven nights Seven days when I've been dreaming Of the real thing Of the real thing Of the real thing Of the real thing Of the real thing Of the real thing |
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from Cracker - Hello Cleveland! Live From The Metro (2005)
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 |
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from Cracker - Hello Cleveland! Live From The Metro (2005)
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 |
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from Cracker - Hello Cleveland! Live From The Metro (2005)
This holy circus camp
Aladdin and his lamp A feverish daydreams and suerte loca My face in magazines The lesbian James Dean I got all I ever wanted So I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Down miles of empty road With acolytes in tow You could be Persephone A pigeon through the glass A drunken trapeze act Well you got all you ever wanted So I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me Well I don't mind saying This is how the good life's supposed to be The good life for you, for me |
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from Cracker - Hello Cleveland! Live From The Metro (2005)
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 |
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from Cracker - Countrysides (2005)
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 |
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