• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Tattoos And Cigarettes - Warren Haynes
• Sister Justice - Warren Haynes
• Power And The Glory - Warren Haynes
• Movers And Shakers - Warren Haynes
• Kiss Tomorrow Good-bye - Warren Haynes
• Invisible - Warren Haynes
• Fire In The Kitchen - Warren Haynes
• Broken Promised Land - Warren Haynes
• The Real Thing - Warren Haynes
• I'll be the one - Warren Haynes
• Blue Radio - Warren Haynes
• Angel City - Warren Haynes

Tattoos and cigarettes
A savior never stands out in a crowd
Beaten up with past regrets
He stand out on the corner talking loud
He says "if I find my luck's turned to sevens
I'd have a family vault full of four leaf clover"
There's one way to get to heaven
You gotta make 'em pay without rolling over
Well I could've been an astronaut
Could've been a movie star
Could've been anything I wanted to be
Could have learned to laugh a lot
Could've learned to call the shots
Could've been anything but something like me
Got a brand new alphabet
Several letters from a name I used to own
And the sunshine here
Always puts me to the test
But in the darkness I can slip away alone
In the neighborhood where I used to play
The girl next door now she's all grown up
And the people 'round here
Lord they just won't let me have my say
They say "scapegoat on the flipside of luck"
Well I could've been an astronaut
Could've been a movie star
Could've been anything I wanted to be
Could have learned to laugh a lot
Could've learned to call the shots
Could've been anything but something like me
Rusty scenes seem to fade away
And sometimes I can't remember what I saw
From an acrobat to the president
I was a hero but I never got that call
(3x)
Well I could've been an astronaut
Could've been a movie star
Could've been anything I wanted to be
Could have learned to laugh a lot
Could've learned to call the shots
Could've been anything but something like me
Tattoos and cigarettes
A savior never stands out in a crowd

Climb that ladder walk that line
Do what we say and you'll be just fine
Count your money don't count on me
I'll be there laughing basking my luxury
Stay in your world God knows I stay in mine
Drink your poison while I drink my wine
I said I'm masquerading as someone who cares
I'll be there when they push you
Down those golden stairs
Do your dirty work
But don't come crying to me
Sister Justice
She ain't blind she just don't want to see
Here on the island every man's an island
And every day is judgement day
Don't come crying to me
Tears in your coffee dirt in your dreams
The rich get richer while the poor man screams
Got the boys in battle face down in the mud
On foreign soil trading oil for blood
Do your dirty work
But don't come crying to me
Sister Justice
Don't dirty me up
I see you in the frozen rain
Don't dirty me up
I don't understand your pain
Don't dirty me up
But I fear what I can't explain
Do your dirty work

Five cars in a four car garage
The whole world is your entourage
You could circle the moon
With your circle of friends
Party with a valet
And it's sunday night
"Let's take the Jag, honey"
got to do it right
Make that impression
The cycle never ends
"What are you drinking?
Can I get your coat?
Didn't quite catch your name"
"Gin and tonic honey and yes you can
And it don't matter we're all the same"
Up here in the power and the glory
Ride it while it's hot
Come on and tell your story
Yeah give it all you got
In the corner your gracious host
Dangling carrots in front of everybody's nose
Must be nice to wear people like a ring
He say "I make the money so I make the rules
I make the distance between the face cards and the fools
We play with my deck
And there ain't but one king"
It's "senator this" and "govenor that"
Just who all do you employ?
How many judges are in your pocket?
'Cause that's what seperates men from boys
Up here in the power and the glory
Ride it while it's hot
Come on and tell your story
Yeah give it all you got
Place no others before me
They might get chewed up used up
That's the way it goes
Up here up here in the power and the glory
Backstage in the dressing room
It's all hush hush
Somebody's been crude somebody's been crushed
"He was my hero how could he be so mean?"
Well it ain't no secret ain't nothing new
You whip out your gold card
And you paint the town blue
Ride off into the sunset on your trusty liomousine
Tell the boys "got to clean it up
Yeah get me out of this mess"
Anyway you know what they say
Good press
Bad press
It's all press
Up here in the power and the glory
Ride it while it's hot
Come on and tell your story
Yeah give it all you got
Place no others before me
They might get chewed up used up
That's the way it goes
Up here up here in the power and the glory
Up here in the power and the glory
Ride it while it's hot
Come on and tell your story
Yeah give it all you got
Power and the glory...

Sit behind your desk in a little blue chair
Last week it was red guess you got tired of that
Stare out the window at the rest of the world
Used to be your world guess you got tired of that
You like to keep yourself busy, busy, busy
Don't want to be like moss on a tree
Everybody knows you're busy, busy, busy
Being all that you can be
Movers and shakers big deal makers
Acres of corruption in this little big town
Heartbreakers fakers and undertakers
That's what it takes to keep it all spinning
Keep it all spinning around
Looking back on a time when you were no big deal
Just a boy from Brooklyn
Guess you got tired of that
The only hits you knew were the Italian kind
Yeah you used to be a good boy
Guess you got tired of that
You like to think that you're invincible, invincible
Safe from it all behind these black rock walls
The titanic was unsinkable
Nobody's too big to fall
Movers and shakers big deal makers
Acres of corruption in this little big town
Heartbreakers fakers and undertakers
That's what it takes to keep it all spinning
Keep it all spinning around
Yeah you like to think that you're invincible
Safe from it all behind these black rock walls
The titanic was unsinkable
Nobody's too big to fall
Movers and shakers big deal makers
Acres of corruption in this little big town
Heartbreakers fakers and undertakers
That's what it takes to keep it all spinning
Keep it all spinning around

I can't help complaining about the situation
I'm 'bout to lose my mind
So easy to judge and preach about salvation
With somebody else's ass on the line
Everybody just livin' for today and they
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
So many people concerned about my occupation
Livin' in a wishing well
Some say I was premature in my resignation
I say only time will tell
I don't want to be another fool
Caught up in the past and
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Oh, love's confusion
Keeps me here in this warm illusion
Give it to me every little dream
Fascinate me fill me to the seam
Blindness whole damn nation got the
"Forest for the trees disease"
Learn from your brother and your sister
From another land they ain't your enemy
Or we can all just bow our heads to pray and
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye
Kiss tomorrow good-bye

See these cans these worn out shoes
This old shopping cart full of rusty blues
It's plain as day
So why do I feel invisible?
Look at my face these weather worn miles
If you ain't gotta dime brother
Could you spare a smile?
Instead of looking right through me
Like I was invisible
Here's to dreaming an American dream
Here's to scheming an American scheme
See these bands they're black and blue
Seen a lot of dreams slip right on through
Like water just like water
Invisible invisible
See this child, she looks a lot like me
She says "daddy when I grow up I don't wanna be
I don't wanna be I don't wanna be
Invisible"
Here's to singing an American song
Here's to righting an American
WRONG
See these people being cast away
Number's growing day by day
And if something don't change
You know we can't remain
Invisible invisible
Invisible invisible

Midnight another day in the life of a loser
Spotlight moon shining over head
This part of the city sleeps with one eye open
Bars on the door protection by the bed
There's a child with a gun tired and on the run
Black brown blue what does it matter?
And there's 15 more down on every corner
Stranded no place left to turn
Fire in the kitchen
Fire in the kitchen burning down
Fire in the kitchen fire
Lord send us some cool cool water or
Ain't nobody gonna get no sleep tonight
Cold day another cold cold day in hell
What you sow so shall ye reap
Bedlam spreading like a rumor
Can't take people and push them out in the street
Fire in the kitchen
Fire in the kitchen burning down
Fire in the kitchen fire
Lord send us some cool cool water or
Ain't nobody gonna get no sleep tonight
There's a child with a gun tired and on the run
Black brown blue what does it matter?
And there's 15 more down on every corner
Stranded no place left to turn

It's a state of affairs a wave of disbelief
Innocent people everywhere
Being pushed out into the street
With their guards up and their spirits down
Sea to shining sea, town to burning town
That's the way it is here in broken promised land
What's the difference between a halo and a crown
What's the difference between a jester and a clown
When you gotta choose one here
In broken promised land
Tjere'a a boy on the corner
Selling rock to get you high
He'd probably sell his soul
But nobody wants to buy
Souls don't bring much these days
Here in broken promised land
It's a fine line we pray we never have to cross
Into the other side into the land of the lost
There's a whole lotta people that got a little off track
Life was just an adventure now they can't find their way back
Can you tell me what is left to hold onto
If you take away my pride
Ain't no telling what I might do
If you lock me away while the guilty walk free
You might as well take my life
Make a real free man of me
'Cause this sure ain't freedom
Sure don't taste like freedom
Here in broken promised land

He wore a song around his neck like some medal of honor
Carried his wisdom, lucky knife
An empty pocket was a temporary chain
Knowing you've got it coming, ain't no crime
Every blue note that rolled off his tongue
You could feel his soul twisting right into
Nobody knew where he came from
Oh but everybody knew, everybody knew
He was the real thing, no doubt about it
The kind that you remember when they're gone
The real thing put here for a reason
We knew someday the whole world was going to know his name
Yeah, he was the real thing
She whispered in his ear and he heard the thunder
Singing 'bout a world he never knew
Head spinning 'round, he began to wonder
Was he made to love her or born to sing the blues
He searched inside him for the answer
But all he found was a troubled mind
He left her somewhere on the blue highway
But it wasn't just another love that he left behind
It was the real thing, no doubt about it
The kind that you remember when he's gone
The real thing, not like passion's fine
But a burning, smoldering, oh, eternal flame
And sometimes at night he longs for her whisper
But he hides from the dawn
'Cause he always wakes to find her gone
In some broken down dressing room, in some major city
The thunder plays an old familiar tune
He spies the face of a distant angel
Outside beneath the halo moon
Finger on the trigger, needle in the vein
One more bullet, it might be your last ride
This is ain't no, no, show, this ain't no nervous breakdown
And it sure as hell, ain't the time to let the fool decide
This is the real thing, no doubt about it
Who cares if they love you when you're gone
This is the real thing, so you were put here for a reason
But what gives you the right to quit when you're tired
Anyway boy, this ain't no game
This is the real thing
He wore a song around his neck
Like some medal of honor

When you're walking down the street
I'll be the one that stares like a statue
You turn the corner
I'll be the one that follows you downtown
When you finally notice me
I'll be the one fumbling with his feelings
Totally oblivious to anything and everything else
around
Girl, when we met
I'll be the one that showers you with attention
To win your love
I'll fight until the very end
When you treat me like a fool
I'll be the one that doesn't need redemption
Yeah, drive me away
I'll keep coming back again and again
I'll be the rain if you want me to be
Help you to groa with no guarantee
Even be the clown sad but true
But don't use me up
Or I'll be the one that used to worship you
When silence fills your world
I'll be the one that knows what you're thinking
And when passion burns like fire
I'll be the one bathing in the light
When the curse of darkness falls
I'll be the one who offers a candle
I'll even be the cushion
For things that go crazy in the night
I'll be the rain if you want me to be
Help you to groa with no guarantee
Even be the clown sad but true
But don't use me up
Or I'll be the one that used to worship you
I'll be the rain if you want me to be
Help you to groa with no guarantee
Even be the clown sad but true
But don't use me up

Rebels facing a brand new world
Standing in the doorway without a clue
Devil's inside all of us
And we'll go right straight to hell before we're through
Yeah heroes, we don't need you anymore
Your frozen strength can't help us with our fear
We've got bottles washing up on every shore
And the message is loud even if it ain't so clear
Yeah, the government rained on your hit parade
But what became of your world once you had it made
Where did you go blue radio?
What about those whose colors were true?
Those golden dreams why did they have to go?
Now there's too much green in between me and you
Blue radio
Big E. and golden Jerry
I watched them change you take your spirit away
Suffering and searching for the mighty dollar
But this game was not what you came to play
Now the lights go down on another stage
And videos and computer drums
Lord, they're all the rage
Where did you go blue radio?
What about those whose colors were true?
Those golden dreams why did they have to go?
Now they're lonely screams dying to cut through
And we try to resurrect the distant sound of thunder
But it's not the same, maybe it'll never be the same
Midnight train rolling in from Georgia
Big O. Ray James and Wild Richard, too
Then the same thing that derailed your glory
It took Jimi and Janis and gave the devil his due
Where did you go blue radio?
What about those whose colors were true?
Those golden dreams why did they have to go?
Now they're lonely screams dying to cut through
Where did you go blue radio?
What about those whose colors were true?
Those golden dreams why did they have to go?
Now there's too much green in between me and you

Angels in the heaven, demons on the ground
My head is spinning somewhere in between
Homes that look like mansions not so far away
From the cardboard ones that make our streets unclean
Lord, I don't know why, I just wound up here
I can outrun the pain but I can't explain
Why I can't outrun the fear
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder
Stayed back in my hometown
And here in angel city
There just ain't enough angels to go around
Demons cast their blanket of darkness
On the ground like nightfall
We confuse with the magic in the air
Oh, see that girl with the day-glow, halo
She ain't been here long at all
Says someday she's going back
If she can just remember where
The guy sleeping on the street
Yeah, I wonder, does he pray?
I wonder about me, why I don't get up and leave
When I ain't got no reason to stay
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder
Stayed back in my hometown
And here in angel city
There just ain't enough angels to go around
Yeah, they say this town is like quicksand
I say, "It's time, that I take my life
Into my own hands, yeah, yeah"
Guess, the angel I had on my shoulder
Stayed back in my hometown
Here in angel city there just ain't
Ain't enough angels to go 'round

Famous quotes by Warren Haynes:

"I'm really happy with the way the band's chemistry is flowing right now. We have a bunch of new songs. We wanted to share our studio experience with our fans."

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"The last thing we wanted to do was audition a long line of permanent bassists."

"Making that record was one of the greatest musical moments in my life,"