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Alabama 3 is a British band mixing rock, dance, blues, country, and gospel styles, founded in Brixton, London, in 1995. In the United States, it is known as A3, allegedly to avoid any possible legal conflict with the country music band Alabama. The group achieved international fame when the producers of hit TV series The Sopranos chose its track "Woke Up This Morning" for the show's opening credits.
The band is particularly notable for its fusion of styles, lyrics full of ironic intent, their deliberately humorous personas, and its outrageous live performances. Every member of the group has an alias by which he is known, the band's founding members adopting the personas Larry Love (Rob Spragg) and The Very Reverend Dr. D. Wayne Love (Jake Black).
The band formed when Jake Black met Rob Spragg at an acid house party in Peckham and they decided that a fusion of country music with acid house was a musical possibility. Other members of the band were accumulated over a lengthy period, but it is known that Rob Spragg was at university with Piers Marsh, the harmonica player and synth programmer for the band whilst Orlando Harrison, the group's current keyboardist, used to live with Jake Black. Prior to the formation of the Alabama 3, Jake had gone through his "wilderness years" period of which there is little or no recorded output. This creative gulch lasted years following the demise of The Jangletties.
Alabama (i/ˌæləˈbæmə/) is a state located in the southeastern region of the United States. It is bordered by Tennessee to the north, Georgia to the east, Florida and the Gulf of Mexico to the south, and Mississippi to the west. Alabama is the 30th-most extensive and the 23rd-most populous of the 50 United States. Alabama ranks second in the area of its inland waterways.
From the American Civil War until World War II, Alabama, like many Southern states, suffered economic hardship, in part because of continued dependence on agriculture. Despite the growth of major industries and urban centers, white rural interests dominated the state legislature until the 1960s, while urban interests and African Americans were under-represented. Following World War II, Alabama experienced growth as the economy of the state transitioned from agriculture to diversified interests in heavy manufacturing, mineral extraction, education, and technology. In addition, the establishment or expansion of multiple military installations, primarily those of the U.S. Army and U.S. Air Force, added to state jobs.
John R. "Johnny" Cash (February 26, 1932 – September 12, 2003), was an American singer-songwriter, actor, and author, who has been called one of the most influential musicians of the 20th century. Although he is primarily remembered as a country music icon, his songs and sound spanned many other genres including rockabilly and rock and roll—especially early in his career—as well as blues, folk, and gospel. This crossover appeal led to Cash being inducted in the Country Music Hall of Fame, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and Gospel Music Hall of Fame.
Cash was known for his deep, distinctive bass-baritone voice; for the "boom-chicka-boom" sound of his Tennessee Three backing band; for his rebelliousness, coupled with an increasingly somber and humble demeanor; for providing free concerts inside prison walls; and for his dark performance clothing, which earned him the nickname "The Man in Black". He traditionally started his concerts by saying, "Hello, I'm Johnny Cash." and usually following it up with his standard "Folsom Prison Blues".
A low-life or lowlife is a term for a person who is considered morally unacceptable by their community, especially those who exploit others for their own selfish purposes. Examples of people who are often called "lowlifes" are the dregs of society: drug dealers, drug users, alcoholics, those with bad hygiene, thieves, liars, thugs, hustlers, con artists, griefers, pimps and spammers.
Often, the term is used as an indication of disapproval of antisocial or destructive behaviors, usually bearing a connotation of contempt and derision. This usage of the word dates to 1911.
livin' in the city
nobody said it would be easy
seven million lonely souls
it's a sweet shame it's a pity
when you realize those city lights ain't pretty
the streets ain't paved with gold
you want to be somebody
I want to be somebody
let's, let's knock the door they gotta let us in, yeah
I got my fingers on the handle
got another angle
get your aces up your sleeve
lets go gamblin'
every winner is a villian
every loser is a hero
let's put on our two-step shoes and lose the blues
and dance like it's year zero
when the frunt-runners lose their riders
on the ten to one outsiders
hold the, the future in their hands
let's fool the broken face pretenders and
the casino cool contenders
grab the chips and put the booty in the bag
when every winner is a villian
every loser is a hero
put on our two-step shoes and lose the blues
and dance like its year zero
you want to be somebody
I want to be somebody
lets knock the door they gotta let is in, in, in
they gotta let us in
wha!!
well, every winner is a villian
every loser is a hero
lets put on our two-step shoes and lose the blues
and dance like it's year zero
every winner is a villian
every loser is a hero
lets put on our two-step shoes and lose the blues
Another Psychopath in Iowa
Loadin' up another round
While the NRA in Columbine
Hunt Marilyn Manson down
Powder in the Pentagon
Cruel letters in the mail
Some KKK white supremacist
Cooking up a dose of race hate
I don't need no country
I don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jetlagged
Some baby in Afghanistan
Cryin' for it's mama now
While the BNP scare refugees
Senseless up in Oldham town
Hypocrites in Downing Street
Pourin' petrol on the flames
Septal cries asks Paddy why
Do we always get the blame
I don't need no country
I don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jetlagged
Sing a song for the asylum seekers
For the frightened baby on some foreign beach
Bang a gong and pray they reach safe harbour
Some mother in Jakarta
Lays down her weary head
In some free trade zone compound
Where they work you till you're dead
Hunger stalks the corridors
Famine and disease
I've seen the multinationals walking hand in hand
With globalising marketeers
I don't need no country
I don't fly no flag
I cut no slack for the Union Jack
Stars and stripes have got me jetlagged
Sing a song for the asylum seekers
For the frightened baby on some foreign beach
You woke up this morning
Got yourself a gun,
Mama always said you'd be
The Chosen One.
She said: You're one in a million
You've got to burn to shine,
But you were born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
All the love has gone,
Your Papa never told you
About right and wrong.
But you're looking good, baby,
I believe you're feeling fine, (shame about it),
Born under a bad sign
With a blue moon in your eyes.
You woke up this morning
The world turned upside down,
Thing's ain't been the same
Since the Blues walked into town.
But you're one in a million
You've got that shotgun shine.
Born under a bad sign,
With a blue moon in your eyes.
When you woke up this morning everything you had was
gone. By half past ten your head was going ding-dong.
Ringing like a bell from your head down to your toes,
like a voice telling you there was something you should
know. Last night you were flying but today you're so low
- ain't it times like these that make you wonder if
you'll ever know the meaning of things as they appear to
the others; wives, mothers, fathers, sisters and
brothers. Don't you wish you didn't function, wish you
didn't think beyond the next paycheck and the next little
drink' Well you do so make up your mind to go on, 'cos
when you woke up this morning everything you had was gone.
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
Mama said you'd be the Chosen One.
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
When you woke up this morning,
if I were ever to die
not likely say I
because I am gonna go on and on
just like the sun you see come up every dawn
I'm there, eternal
you know, the power I have is the power to unleash love in every sphere
I can make ladies rise from the dead no fear
watch how I do it listen up here
a drop of my seed to the east, to the west, to the north and the south
and then I bring them up slow and they start shoutin' out loud
and I make love till the cock crows and then baby don't you know
you goin' back in the hole again 'till I bring you up once again
to fill my lovin cup
I found darkness in the heart of the sunshine
I got blinded by the light in the moon
a black dog was barkin' at my back door
when I began my life born alone
and now my home is just a headache as a heartache
there no comfort in my family's arms
an'now I know I'm ready to go under
there ain't no need to set the clock to alarm
'cause I like walkin' in my sleep, yeah
it's the nightmare on the thirteenth floor
I've been wadin' in too deep, yeah
they found some blood stains on the basement door
I went looking for some peace in the country
but I found violence on the village green
the trees are com-tapped the mountain wired
with the clone closed circuit tv
as things fall apart my center is not holdin'
I crawl the city streets like a blind man
the beast has just departed Bethlehem
the second coming is getting out of hand
but I like walkin' in my sleep, yeah
it's the nightmare on the thirteenth floor
I've been wadin' in too deep, yeah
they found some blood stains on the basement door
come with me now baby the ghosts are on, arise
I seen the sun just like medicine
take ....... tranquilize
come baby, baby I'm here, your inside
I like walkin' in my sleep
it's the nightmare on the thirteenth floor
I've been wadin' in too deep, yeah
they found some blood stains on the basement door
I like walkin' in my sleep, yeah
it's the nightmare on the thirteenth floor
I've been wadin' in too deep, yeah
they found some blood stains on the basement door
all the demons their control me I'm seventeen
my uncle passed away
mammy hangin' around out back
hangin' around out back
underground
dreams come true
dreams come true
I wanna go deep down yeh
I wanna go deep down yeh
`Cause I remember
Met down by the river, the blue moon on the rise
I broke down like Brando moved by your Marilyn Monroe eyes
We were swimmin in silver, we were searchin for gold
And we promised that night that we would never grow old
And you sang to me
Wade into the water with me, wash my body down
Take me to the bottom baby, I won`t make a sound
Baptise me like a child, let salvation start
`Cause if you take me to the bottom of the river baby
I`ll take you to the bottom of my heart
We got brighter than heaven, Lord yeh, we shone like the stars
I got as , as drunk as Bogart, you were just smokin` like Bacall
We were diggin` for diamonds, we were divin` for pearls
Higher up than the satellites and out of this world
And you sang to me
Wade into the water with me, wash my body down
Take me to the bottom baby, cos I won`t make a sound
Baptise me like a child, gotta let salvation start
`Cause if you take me to the bottom of the river baby
I`ll take you to the bottom of my heart
Now the , the river is frozen, the blue moon is down
My drink has run dry, Lord ya cigarettes gone out
All the diamonds and the pearls, yeh all the silver and the gold
They were all turned to dust, yeh it`s so cold
Singin` it
Wade into the water with me, wash my body down
Take me to the bottom baby, cos I won`t make a sound
Baptise me like a child, gotta let salvation start
`Cause if you take me to the bottom of the river baby
I`ll take you, I will take you there
Wade into the water with me, wash my body down
Take me to the bottom baby, cos I won`t make a sound
Baptise me like a child, gotta let salvation start
`Cause if you take me to the bottom of the river baby
rock'n roll, save my soul
rock'n roll, save my soul
you came down hard on all the non-believers
sat in silence when the sinners rang the bells
you came down hard on every peasant who was pleadin for a little bit of heaven in his hand
you got the keys, you got the combinations, got your padlocks on my property
you got your hands on my congregation but you ain't got your hook in me
'cause up above my head
I hear music in the air
and this road I'm on
could lead me anywhere
you took the call from the counter culture
could you build a barricade tonite
well you stole all of your mother's tranquilizers
now you're bridge is burnin so bright
you got the facts you got the information
got your motor on conspiracy
you left a virus in my daughter's playstation
but you ain't got your hook in me
'cause up above my head
I hear music in the air
and this road I'm on
could lead me anywhere
pardon me, save my soul
just you be ready to roll
and I really do believe...
rock'n roll let it go, yeah
'cause up above my head
I hear music in the air
and this road I'm on
could lead me anywhere
it might be rough and rocky
but I don't really care
I really do believe
I'll find heaven somewhere (x5)
It was the last train to Mashville, girl, you got onboard
Packed up your medicines, left without a word
Strung-out in suburbia, waiting for that call
You just chill out by yourself behind your front door.
You lost the plot again, where you are now ain't clear
It's a misty morning memory, the road that took you here
Special K keeps the chills away in your broken basement room
Staring at the walls, sharing your score with no one.
And you don't dance to techno anymore
I don’t see you under the strobe light on the dancefloor
It’s been a while since I saw your ultraviolet smile
You don’t dance to techno anymore
[Being a loverman and a DJ, lots of girls come down the front when I’m on the ones and twos. There was this one particular girl, though, she was so beautiful, she used to knock mah eyes out every damn time. One night she flipped this funny little heart-shaped pill and jus' died there right in front of me. Now she don’t dance to techno anymore.]
You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno.
So sad since you let it go
You don’t dance to techno anymore
The 808 and the 303
Ain't the friends they used to be
You've got no time for a rollin' 909
You said goodbye to Chicago
And Detroit City, Lord, you let her go
And you ain't on the guestlist on a Saturday night
And you don't dance to techno anymore
I don’t see you under the strobe light on the dancefloor
It’s been a while since I saw your ultraviolet smile
You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno anymore— Lord above—
You don't dance to techno anymore,
You don't dance to techno.
So sad since you let it go.
You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno,
Hip-hop or electro.
You don't dance to techno anymore
I'm in a lonely room
Hank Williams sings a lovesick blues
Winter's walking up the avenue
I aint seen the sunshine since the sixth of June
But, I tell ya' this
Don't call the doctor -
I'm gonna get better
Dont run for the priest -
Im gonna find some faith
'Cause, just because I burned my Bible, Baby,
It don't mean I'm too sick to pray
I'm in a crowded place, yeah
But, I cant recognise a single face
And, they say the thrill is in the chase
Well, I ain't got the legs, I ain't got the legs to run that race
But, I tell ya this
Don't call the doctor -
I'm gonna get better
Dont run for the priest -
I'm gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my Bible, Baby,
It don't mean I'm too sick to pray
You'd better burn a candle bright
Raise up some ghosts tonight
They say I made my money messing up young minds
Stopped the congregation an' I left 'em all cryin'
In the rain, yeah, left 'em with their pain
Exit your boy with his ill-gotten gains
Well the blood runs deep and the blood runs cold
As the knife slits on, another sucker is born
Thrown into this world alone
Doctor came a-knockin', wasn't nobody home
Ease the pain
Don't call the doctor -
I'm gonna get better
Dont run for the priest -
Im gonna find some faith
Just because I burned my Bible, Baby
Oh Lord I dream, of a train
the glory bound train
get on board
the last train to Mashville
it's been awhile
I missed your honky-tonk style
let the bourbon flow
time moves so slowly in suburbia
maybe it's time to go
i got me some medicine, you got your red dress on
steal your mamma's transistor radio
we'll find a frequency
we'll find a frequency's a'listen to
all the country girls go:
"oooh, oooh-o"
"oooh, oooh-o"
"oooh, oooh-o"
"oooh, oooh-o"
ridin on the train to Mashville
ridin on the train to Mashville
ridin on the train to Mashville
ridin on the train
ridin on the train to Mashville
ridin on the train to Mashville
ridin on the train to Mashville
ridin on the train
oh yeah I dream of a train of the glory bound train
you lost the plot again
where I, i don't know
prepared to cut my losses
if you let your blues go
can you hear that whistle blowin'?
don't you wanna go down slow?
last train to Mashville
all the country girls go
"oooh, oooh-o"
"oooh, oooh-o"
all the country girls goin'
"oooh, oooh-o"
"oooh, oooh-o"
all the country girls goin'
"oooh, oooh-o"
"oooh, oooh-o"
and there's a train that pulls out the station slow
you find yourself leavin the platform with nowhere to go
you can hear it chuggin in the distance
you walk back to your place with no resistance
one thing's for sure, you missed the last train to Mashville
Oh Lord I dream, of a train
the glory bound train
get on board
the last train to Mashville
Oh Lord I dream, of a train
the glory bound train
get on board
the last train to Mashville
riding on the train to Mashville
riding on the train to Mashville
riding on the train to Mashville
ridin' on the train
riding on the train to Mashville
riding on the train to Mashville
riding on the train to Mashville
ridin' on the train
what will it be like when me and larry and you get together
uncooth, undressed, unclean, you know what i mean
what is mine? what is yours?
nothin is mine, nothin is yourse
but one thing's for sure,
Don't know if i miss you
Do you miss the part of me that used to feel?
Maybe if i kissed you
You'd miss the part of you that used to need me
Maybe if i held you
Took some time to tell you
The only time i hold you now is in my dreams
Schemes we shared together
Sweet sunsets, rocking chairs,
Are looking just as faded as my jeans
All the thrill are gone
What used to kill the pain no longer passifies you
What satisfied me once
Got me jumping the find of fire
Has left me burning on the wire
All the thrills are gone
(There's something missing. it takes quite a while to Realise, the whole world is changing.)
Sometimes when i'm walking
I walk the way you and i would walk
Sometimes when i'm drinking
I think about the things we used to talk about
A lovers lane(?) is to love
Every telephone is broken
I can't carry my words home to where i want to be
Some candlelit location
Singing on the radio station
Dreams slipping like an anchor to the sea
All the thrills are gone
What used to kill the pain no longer passifies you
What satisfied me once
Got me jumping the ring of fire
Has left me burned out on the wire
Jack, he don't chill
He's popped too many pills
Says he's gonna set all the people free
Jane's much the same
She's never played the game
They used to like to keep me company
They never could stand still
Always up on that hill
Said they oughta check out the territory
'Cause, see, the word was out
There was no doubt about it
Undercover men on every corner of their property
But Jack, he just took Jane by the hand
He said, 'Come on over here a while, honey
'Cause tonight I'm gonna take you right back
You remember that night
We used to feel so fine.'
The night we nearly got busted
Got down on our knees
The night we nearly got busted
It was the Lord who set us free
We nearly got busted, but me and Larry Love, we're just too damn slick
Well Jane, all those thrills
They started to spill out all over
She said she could, she could hear them talking in the hall
Jack just used to fill up that broken cup
He swore he saw 'em
Looking through the holes in the motel wall
But he said 'Hey, baby, we got time to kill
Eat another goddamn pill
I'm gonna check out the coastguard's commentary
'Cause I believe our ship is comin' in tonight
And I feel so fine
I'm gonna spin out another tale of sweet testimony
So come on over here, baby
Come on over here, baby
I'm gonna take you by the hand to the Promised Land
'Cause remember that night?
You used to feel so fine
You used to feel so fine.'
The night we nearly got busted
Got down on our knees
The night we nearly got busted
It was the Lord who set us free
We can't wait, can't hesitate, they're picking the padlocks at the gate
Smell the violence, blind suckers on the side of silence
Are smiling, giving the eye
Checking out our fingerprint files
Inquiries, digging in our diaries
He a'hit the dance around about midnight
gin and juice and he's a'feelin fine
a'come the morning all the sounds went up
police man said the joint was shut
all the brothers gettin busted outside
undercover officers readin' them their rights
one way ticket boy you prison bound
the night the lights in dallas went down, so
how long we gotta wait until
we get the keys to the mansion on the hill
no we ain't gettin' shit
I want to know right now
how long we gotta waste our time
boardin a bus that's bound for the welfare line
no we ain't gettin' shit
I want to know right now
she shakes the blues off then she tries her luck
makes a little bet and hopes her horse comes up
pickin' pockets for some easy money
cause she blew the goddamn lot on the national lottery
steals a paper sh'check the front page
headlines made that the dancehall can't be saved
how can they open up an opera house
on the night the lights in dallas went down, yeah
so how long we gotta wait until
we get the keys to the mansion on the hill?
no we ain't gettin' shit
I want to know right now
how long we gotta waste our time
boardin a bus that's bound for the welfare line
no we aint gettin' shit
I want to know right now, tell me now
tweek freak Tony on the four two eight
special branch sting right time wrong place
columbian connections in the corridors of power
mean the man on the money ain't never goin down
Lord Lucky takes his lady to the magic flute
little taste or two now he's bullet proof
Tony tunes the underground radio
on the night the lights in dallas went down, so
how long we gotta wait until
we get the keys to the mansion on the hill
no we ain't gettin' shit
I want to know right now
I want to know right now
how long we gotta waste our time
boardin' a bus that's bound for the welfare line
no we aint gettin' shit
I want to know right now, yeah see now
yeah, so how long we gotta wait until
we get the keys to the mansion on the hill
no we ain't gettin' shit
I wanna know right now
how long we gonna waste our time
boardin a bus that's bound for the welfare line
no we ain't gettin' shit
the world don't seem to fit me
I'm always starin'at the stars
a better life for me in some other galaxy
I wanna get off this world of ours
I got a telescope on the roof
I'm always searchin' the stratosphere
'cause breathin', breathin' it ain't easy
in this loveless atmosphere
you, you could be anywhere
somewhere, so far from here
wherever you are, like a fallin' star
come back to planet earth, burn out with me
there's a light, in my window
that never goes out
there's a candle, I lit for ya
in case you roll back into town
'cause you, you could be anywhere
somewhere, so far from here
wherever you are, like a fallin' star
come back to planet earth, burn out with me
D. Wayne..
burn baby burn won't you burn out with me?
we'll climb up on hankery hill
and I'll burn you to a crisp
'till there's nothin but a whisp
or a lock of your hair for to tell for to tell
lock of your hair for to tell
lock of your hair for to tell
you, you could be anywhere
somewhere, so far from here
wherever you are, like a fallin' star
come back to planet earth, burn out with me
you, you could be anywhere
somewhere, so far from here
wherever you are, like a fallin' star
come back to planet earth, burn out with me
who is it?
who is it?
who is it?
it's three twenty-eight a.m. there's a party goin' on
I say, baby I want to boogie till the early dawn
beg the DJ for some anthems, gonna keep her on the floor
he said, don't you worry brother, I'll keep her comin back for more
flip, baby flip my switch
blow my head off
if you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
flip, baby flip my switch
blow my head off
if you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
bop-n-dop-n-dop-n-dap-bow
squiddly-bop-n-id-bop-hip-hop-b-dow
bop-n-dop-n-dop-n-dap-bow
squiddly-bop-n-id-bop-hip-hop-b-dow
who is it?
course it's comin' on five thirty six p.m.
thermometer says my temperature's about a hundred and ten
I said, baby close the curtains I think I lost my mind
she said, you just keep your shades on boy, an everythin'll be fine
flip, baby flip my switch
blow my head off
if you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
flip, baby flip my switch
blow my head off
if you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
just put the needle on the record
bop-n-dop-n-dop-n-dap-bow
squiddly-bop-n-id-bop-hip-hop-b-dow
bop-n-dop-n-dop-n-dap-bow
squiddly-bop-n-id-bop-hip-hop-b-dow
keep your shades on
keep your shades on
who is it?
from dusk till dawn...
they say eyes are the windows to the soul
I can't help you sweetheart
you say if you'll go tonight its to find some truth beneath my high sunglasses
ooh, that aint no way
I cannot do my sunday school classes
'cause I went out for each shot and get down to the...
flip, baby flip my switch
blow my head off
if you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
flip, baby flip my switch
blow my head off
if you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
flip, baby flip my switch
blow my head off
if you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
flip, baby flip my switch
blow my head off
if you're gonna cry, keep your shades on
bop-n-dop-n-dop-n-dap-bow
squiddly-bop-n-id-bop-hip-hop-b-dow
bop-n-dop-n-dop-n-dap-bow
squiddly-bop-n-id-bop-hip-hop-b-dow
bop-n-dop-n-dop-n-dap-bow
squiddly-bop-n-id-bop-hip-hop-b-dow
bop-n-dop-n-dop-n-dap-bow
squiddly-bop-n-id-bop-hip-hop-b-dow
keep your shades on
keep your shades on
keep your shades on
keep your shades on
Sweet Joy
Butterfly flaps its wings in Brazil;
Tornadoes in Texas.
Hold my hand, walking two by two,
Noah forgot us.
Protect us.
If you were the only girl in the world and I was the only boy;
The moon burnin’ brighter than fire; stars falling from the sky;
If you were the only girl in the world and I was the only boy;
Walk down desperate avenues, sing a song, sing a song of sweet joy
Of sweet joy.
I’m the only you could ever reach.
You were the only one I ever told about hate,
Why the gate is closed;
Some people say the emperor’s got no clothes.
Ray Ban Aviators on the presidents eye’s
Wife’s melanoma is twice the of Virginia.
If ya jumped in a river, got poisoned, they’d never forgive ya.
If you were the only girl in the world and I was the only boy
The moon burnin brighter than fire; stars falling from the sky
If you were the only girl in the world and I was the only boy
Walk down desperate avenues; sing a song, sing a song of sweet joy
such a sweet joy
such a sweet joy
(X3)
Did the sisters’ ever tell you the story about turning water into wine?
Did you ever get the feeling that what you're fighting for ain't worth a dime?
And did you ever start believing the text you have been reading are Jean Baudrillard Simulacra
A testament to the power of oil, as the planet drowns in water and sulphur.
If you were the only girl in the world and I was the only boy
The moon burnin brighter than fire; stars falling from the sky
If you were the only girl in the world and I was the only boy
Walk down desperate avenues, sing a song, sing a song of sweet joy
If you were the only girl in the world
Such a sweet joy
And as we look across all we surveyed,
we say 'Hey, looks like we gotta build another day,
and one more on top of that'.
It took the lord 7, but I’ll woop that cat, and I’ll do it in three
You and me, Larry and the rest of the kids and the army of love.
We got a whole lot of shoveling to do,
So let’s get on through.
Come on, babe.
2 minute’s of silence
Rap riff.
If you were the only girl in the world
Such a sweet joy
I am the only girl in the world
I will worship you
and this time we go to thank Jesus
oh, I will worship you, oh, amen
strobe life
and I think tonight I will worship you
strobe life
I will worship you
strobe life
strobe life
I want the strobe life before the end of my life is approachin
I want the strobe life because you know my eggs they are poachin
I want the strobe life because you know my car is runnin backwards
I want the strobe life 'cause you know I can't read those long words
sweet Jesus, if it pleases you
don't let the sun come up on me
'cause I'm feelin easy, feelin nice and sleazy now
don't let the sun come up on me
I love the strobe life
it's the only life I know, yeah
I let the strobe life
shine the light on me
I love the strobe life
it's the only life I know, yeah
I let the strobe life
shine the light on me
shine the light on me
sweet Jesus, if it pleases you
don't let the sun come up on me
cause I'm feelin easy, feelin nice and sleazy now
don't let the sun come up on me
I love the strobe life
it's the only life I know, yeah
I let the strobe life
shine the light on me
shine the light on me
yeah
open the gates of heaven tonight
yeah
I wanna burn like a crazy roman candle
goin' pop in the night
with my strobe light right
I want my hand take de ball goin squitchy-bow squiddly-bop-beedle-be-beedle-be-bow
yeah
I love the strobe life
it's the only life I know
I let the strobe life
shine the light on me
shine the light on me
at the police station
I was told, "prisoner of rehabilitation, you know how"
it really didn't matter
so I chose the latter
and after fourty-seven days with electrodes in my head
I was nearly dead
then they said I was fine
so I went outside
within five minutes contemplated another taxi ride
back to the place where I used to score before
[Everybody gotta run sometime]
Come home late, come home early
Come home big when I'm feelin' small
Come home straight, come home fucked-up
Sometimes I don't come home at all
What in the world has come over me?
What in heaven’s name have I done?
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
I'm out there running just to be on the run
You've a heart that burns with a fever
You've got a worried and a jealous mind
How can a love that'll last forever
Leave me so damn far behind?
Tell me now
What in the world has come over me?
What in heaven’s name have I done?
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
I'm out there running just to be on the run
It's a mighty mean and dreadful sorrow
It's crossed that evil line today
I can't think about tomorrow
I ain't got one word to say
So, tell me now
What in the world has come over me?
What in heaven’s name have I done?
I've broken the speed of the sound of loneliness
It's a rainy night in Brixton D. Wayne
Why are you taking me downtown?
I brought you down here for a reason, Larry
you've been a faithful little reverend
due in the mountain of dessiminating the dope music to people all over the world
but I haven't been wholly straightforward with you Larry
but tonight, I think you're about to move a stage further in my twelve step plan which you have fought so diligently
yeah, brother
let me look in the bag
then unrolled your fingers
black cat bone
some rats leap out the bag
to join the cutthroat
now lets take a little touch of this
a little touch of this
gimmie that dixie bottle you're holdin' there
put some of this in there
mix it up real good
now you drink that down, Larry
tell me how you feel
oh, I feel goddamn weird D. Wayne
do you feel the spirit?
I feel the spirit comin' to me
are you changin' Larry?
I can change
are you changin' from what you once were?
I can change, man I can change
you have the power to do as the Lord does
and remember Larry God has power
God has power
and if one does as God does enough times
you will become as God is
feel the spirit movin' through you, Larry
as we go back
back to the beat of the heart
back to me and you, Larry
now sing me a sad, sweet spiritual
in that mornin'
I wanna be walkin' yeah
I wanna be walkin' on
I wanna be
walking on to gold, yeah
on line of horizons I can see
city lights are shining, yeah
shining like diamonds
Lord I believe I'm coming home
guitar
you gotta help me now
you gotta help me now
you see I looked for the light in the words of Saint Matthew
took the heed of the call to come and congregate
I got me a ticket for that gospel train
but Lord it got to the station just a little too late
but into the night I went looking for angels
only to find that I was walking alone
searchin' the line for some sign of salvation, Lord
but I found none
Mississippi guitar
you've gotta help me now
some brother
some sister
somebody
you've gotta help me now
I buried my bible at the back of the bar room
I bought me a bottle
jukebox played Jerry Lee
I stumbled and staggered in the heat of the moonshine
a whole lot of shakin' goin' on in me
up in the skies thunder is rollin'
river is running to bed down below
I'm gonna raise up my hands
sing all the sweets of the cale
it's comin', comin' on strong, now
so help me, now
you gotta help me now
you gotta help me now
you gonna help me now?
Hear that D. Wayne?
I can feel brother
I got that gospel swing
I got that golden gate quartet on my turntable
gospel music gonna let me swing
I'm gonna get down on here to Jackson
gonna get down on my knees
I'm gonna get down to five miles in Alabama
'cause tonight gospel music gonna set me free
gospel music
gonna set me free
sweet pretty acid house gospel music
it's gonna set me free
'till the morning watch me now, i'm gonna be walkin'....
We ain't seen land for 13 months
The water's running dry
The Captains drunk, stoned in his bunk
I seen the bosun gettm the rum
that came from a bottle now long gone
St Chr
The Albatross flew across the bow
Below ding high
My mouth so dry from the rum
That came from a bottle now long gone
St Christopher if you hear this now
Give us hope to carry on
The albatross flew across the bow
Below deck the captain roared
Bring me my gun
I want Opium
Stoned he shot the bird
When the wind died down the only sound
Was the whisper of his dying words
Beware don't stare at the Marie Celeste
This quest of ours is cursed
The full moon light burned bright as fire
As fever gripped the crew
To the east Ahab's screams
Split the winding sheet in two
To the west six silouettes
Hung sailors now long gone
We prayed that night that in the morning light
We'd all be blown to kingdom come
Just as we started sinking
The harbour lights came on
Arms of angels carried us
From the rocks we brokblown to kingdom come
Just as we started sinking
The harbour lights came on
Arms of angels carried us
From the rock we broke upon
As we swam into the still waters
The band began to play
I heard again that sweet refrain
Lord 0 happy day
temptation
temptation
comrades, people of the world
temptation
we ain't got nothin to lose
temptation
but the goddamn bourgeoisie blues
temptation
Mr. I.V. Lenin the Lenin of love
temptation
gonna make us feel so fine with a hit
temptation
of socialism in the mainline
temptation
Bourgeoisie parlimentarianism (no way)
the highest state of society
third world debt
third world exploitation (damn)
what a society were living in (you're right I.V.)
selling third world drugs at first world prices!
they say Lenin was wrong
Who says? (that's right)
its enough to give me the fucking blues
i know you're searchin for some new sensation cause I saw you with the sugar man
you took a taste of that sweet salvation now you're eating out the palm of his hand
you hear some line from a song that reminds you of the time when you were seventeen
the memory moves you but you feel kinda confused 'cause now money is your melody
looks like
temptation got a hold on you
she's eating away at your dreams
you're so hungry for that smell of money
you been wastin away for years
tempation
yeah, you been tempted brother
you been tempted sister, too
hear you were hustlin with some heavy connections
hooked up on those dollars and dimes
you were looking for thrills and dressed up to kill
any motherfucker messin with your goldmine
but now you, you walk the line tryin to buy yourself time
with some honey backed guarantee
but the bees they arent buzzin
and the flies they are hummin
around the holes in your hypocracy
looks like
temptation got a hold on you
she's eating away at your dreams
you're so hungry for that smell of money
you been wastin away for years
tempation
temptation got a hold on you
she's eating away at your dreams
and i tell ya
you're so hungry for that smell of money
you been wastin away for years
temptation
waste away now
temptation got a hold on you
temptation got a hold on you
what do we want?
?more central state? government
what kind of power?
soviet power
temptation
temptation
it's enough to give me the fucking blues!
socialism
straight in the mainline
socialism
straight in the mainline
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
i see you
temptation got a hold on you
i see you wastin away
temptation got a hold on you
see you wastin away
She don't get up till the sun goes down
She don't come down till the sun comes up
She drinks her coffee from a broken cup
In her Jackie O sunglasses
She didn't get to bed till 10am
When the whiskey ran out
She had enough of her friends
Fussin' and fighting she reminded them
She hadn't slept for 100 hours
CHORUS
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlife
come on burn wild with me
Put the high life on the bonfire baby
Lets go steal some gasoline
She got hot in the heat on cemetery wall
When the butcher tried to kiss her
She knew the light would burn bright again
She'd seen the angels in the disco
Ain't nobody gonna tell her when
the fight's gonna stop
and the bells gonna ring
She'll be swinging when the whole world ends
Looking for another tomorrow
Yeah
CHORUS
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlife
come on burn wild with me
Put the high life on the bonfire baby
Lets go steal some gasoline
We build a fire
Light a match
Watch the whole thing burn
We'll sweep out the ashes and
the whole world turns
And on the morning began new land
Look for me
just burn on gasoline
CHOIR
Just wanna gasoline
Just wanna gasoline
CHORUS
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlife
come on burn wild with me
Put the high life on the bonfire baby
Lets go steal some gasoline
Build a fire
Light a match
Watch the whole thing burn
CHORUS
Sad-eyed lady of the lowlife
come on burn wild with me
Put the high life on the bonfire baby
Lets go steal some gasoline
Keep on gasoline
CHOIR
Just wanna gasoline * 6
sometimes the light don't shine
sometimes the light don't shine
sometimes the light don't shine
what?
sometimes the light don't shine
what?
rehabilitated
some say the only way to ease the pain is gettin' down to pray
I'm with no guru, no teacher for me
I got no faith in no fantasy
one too many, went flyin' too long
so many mornings already gone wrong, baby
been so long and I've been feelin so bad
deep down in a dark, dark, dark cave
sometimes the light don't shine
that's the time we gotta open our eyes, yeah
sometimes the light don't shine
rehabilitated
sometimes the light don't shine
that's the time we gotta open our eyes, yeah
sometimes the light don't shine
you and me baby gonna get
rehabilitated
well ah, hey, I went down to N.A.
business was a bouncin' like back in the day
hypocrites hidin' habits all over town
pop stars gushin' bout the faith they've found
left me so cold, I walked out in the rain
waitin' early for that midnight train
been so long, I've been feeling so bad
I'm gonna blow away the blues tonight
'cause'a
sometimes the light don't shine
that's the time we gotta open our eyes, yeah
sometimes the light don't shine
you and me baby gonna get rehabilitated
sometimes the light don't shine
that's the time we gotta open our eyes, yeah
sometimes the light don't shine
you and me baby gonna get rehabilitated
R is for the recovery you're going to make in my sumptious retreat in the hills
E is for how I'm gonna enable you to cure all of your ills
H is for the hurtin' heartache I'm going to help you lose
A: assessment successful
B: good bye b-blues
sometimes the light don't shine
what?
rehabilitated
sometimes the light don't shine
rehabilitated
sometimes the light don't shine
rehabilitated
sometimes the light don't shine
sing it now
sometimes the light don't shine
that's the time we gotta open our eyes, yeah
sometimes the light don't shine
you and me baby gonna get rehabilitated
sometimes the light don't shine
that's the time we gotta open our eyes, yeah
sometimes the light don't shine
you and me baby gonna get rehabilitated
soemtimes the light don't shine
everybody say
sometimes the light don't shine
everybody say
sometimes the light don't shine
everybody say
sometimes the light don't shine
you and me gonna get rehabilitated
you ever have a frustrated liver??
I know another guy who had a frustrated liver??
one morn, he's asleep
an just gets right up out and just went
ran along the road
When I get burned out so bad in Brixton
That I just could not remember my name
You took a lease on some basement down on Josephine Avenue
'til I got better and you forgot how much I changed
I got healed in the heart of the city
Bad medicine was good enough
Still you bleed through my veins like an express train
You're the one hit I never could give up
'Cos you said to me
CHORUS
When you're falling apart again
Nobody to pick up the pieces
I'll turn on the lights and hold your hand tight
And together, yeah, we’ll keep on reaching
We were holed-up and cold in the rockhouse
Plastic gangsters, sweet blessed company
I was talking Jackson Pollocks, walking Tony Soprano
You said, ‘Baby, it's time to leave’
But I left alone, stumbling stoned into the sunrise
Looking left and right for all the wrong connections
Baby, hit me one more time, you can hit me one more time
'cos I know you’ll never let me go under
CHORUS
So wherever I am for the winter,
Your summer smile will keep me warm.
Autumn leaves falling, baby,
[At the police station I was told ‘Prison? or rehabilitation?’
I said it really didn’t matter, so I chose the latter
And after 47 days with electrodes in my head, I was nearly dead
Then they said I was fine
So I went outside, within five minutes contemplated another taxi ride,
back to the place where I used to score before.
I guess rehabilitation goes walking out the door]
Some say the only way to ease the pain is getting down to pray
No method, no guru, no teacher for me
I've got no faith in no fantasy
One drink too many, one line too long
So many mornings already gone wrong
Been so long, I've been feeling so blind
Deep down in the dark, dark night
CHORUS
Sometime the light don't shine
That's the time we gotta open our eyes
Sometime the light don’t shine
You and me, baby, gonna get rehabilitated
Hey, hey, I went down to N.A.
Business was a-bouncing like back in the day
Hypocrites hiding habits all over town
Popstars gushing 'bout the faith they’ve found
Left me so cold, I walked out in the rain
Waited all day for that midnight train
Been so long, I've been feeling so blind
I'm gonna blow away the blues tonight
CHORUS
R, is for recovering in mah sumptuous retreat on the hill
E, is how I enable you to cure all your ills
H, is for the hurt and heartache that I’m gonna help you lose
A, assessment successful
No time for spindoctors medicine
Cooked up by the government, selling me some cover-up
Sponsored information, crack pipes in the shopping malls
Nothing but another drug, a license they can buy and sell
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
When that call it comes, I will be ready for war
No time for backhanded compliments
From bourgeois apologists desperate for an incident
Real-estate assassins, assessing my predicament
My dollar bills dependant upon it being in their interest
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
I don't mind dying
When that call it comes, I will be ready for war
CHORUS
There is power in the blood, justice in the sword
When that call it comes, I will be ready for war
Power in the blood, justice in the sword
When that call it comes, I will be ready
I will raise mah sword up right
To the bright and shining light,
Stained crimson red with the blood of the unredeemed
And as I cut them limb from limb, and I dash all their kith and kin,
You know, their bodies I will bury in the deep
Because there's power in the blood.
[For whatever reason you refuse to feel this space we're in, to know its insanity, really know it; whatever your particular anesthetic is, that you hold onto so desperately (the thing, I mean, that makes you think you know who you are); whatever that thing is you allow to keeps you sane, your ace in the hole, the psyche that keeps you trying to guess what your pimp has in store for you; whatever keeps you from screaming out at this very moment in absolute and sheer horror; whatever you fuck your brain with; whatever that is— whatever that is— it's a lie, it's a lie.]
She spends too much time with herself every night
Fooling around with her fears.
In the morning she mourns the decline of her mind
Drowning in a bottle of beer.
It's too dangerous just to think about what she might have been
If she'd sung for salvation, if she'd danced on her dreams.
But there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'cos tonight she's gonna blow it all away
She feels so twisted, she ain't ever gonna fix it,
She's just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day.
He don't know if he's a communist, a hedonist or a whore
Spent too much time ridin' on a white line to find the door
If he did and he opened it, he'd find those letters in the hall
He's too blind to read between the lines
'Cos the writing's on the wall.
But there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'cos tonight he's gonna blow it all away
He feels so twisted, he ain't ever gonna fix it,
He's just waiting for the light to shine on a brand new day.
(Let that light shine awhile)
I got Ecstasy, but I need some company
You got that mystery; I need a plan
Lord, all I got is a compromise and a bag full of alibis
as empty as the bottle of whiskey in my shaking hands.
But there's gonna be peace in the valley tomorrow
'cos tonight we're gonna blow it all away
We feel so fuckin' twisted, we ain't ever gonna fix it,
Don't get me to hatin'. Love has practically cause me to just get you destroyed. If I had hated a little more, just a little more, we would have had a little less trouble. Sure you got love, principles! But don't say "Hate is my enemy." What they say? What are those words? "Hate is my enemy, I got to fight it day and night... Love's the only weapon" - shit! Bullshit!
Martin Luther King died for his love! Kennedy died talking about something he couldn't even understand, some kind of generalized love, and he never even backed it up! He was shot down! Bullshit, “Love is the only weapon with which I got to fight”. I've got a hell of a lot of weapons to fight! I got my claws, I got cutlasses, I got guns, I got dynamite, I got a hell of a lot of fight! I'll fight! I'll fight! I will fight! I will fight! I will fight! I will fight!
Let them hear it in the night! Yes, we’ll fight! They’re listening. Let the night roar! Let the night roar, because they can hear us, they know we mean it. We’ll kill them if they come!
Mao Tse Tung said change must come
Change must come thru the barrel of a gun
Not thru talkin' and not through waitin'
And sittin' around just contemplatin' the facts
'Cos we know what they are
So let Mao Tse Tung be your guidin' star
Pick up a gun and learn how to fight
All thru the day and all thru the night
'Til come the day when the last fight's won
I want you to listen, son
'Cos Mao Tse Tung said change must come
Thru the barrel of a gun
I want you to listen, son
Change must come
Change must come thru the barrel of a gun
CHORUS
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Mao Tse Tung said
Change must come
Change must come thru the barrel of a gun
Okay. What was the basic premise of Mao? Mao Tse Tung said there’s only one way a revolution can come. Do you know, Millie? How did Mao Tse Tung say the only way you can bring a revolution and keep it?
Where you— onliest way I think you can keep it is by being at peace and being honorable.
Oh, shit, I ain’t— no— “being at peace”? Mao Tse Tung said that?
No no no no—
Wait a minute— Oh—
—he’s the head of China. He’s the head of the Revolution of China.
No, I’m sorry.
He marched 6000 people…on the Long March.
I had my mind on something else.
Okay then, wha— wha— what’d he say? There only one way you can bring about a revolution for people.
Only way you can— only way you can bring it on, that by— is by killing.
Well, what— yes, that’s okay, I’m going to let you pass it —but what’d he say? He had a nice little phrase that everybody should know. “Change only comes—”
You got it. “Change comes through…”
“—through— by a barrel of gun.”
That’s right, senior. And that’s good. ‘Cos you by rights would have every reason to forget some things. “Change must come through the barrel of gun,” said Mao Tse Tung. This place would be a paradise tomorrow if every department had a supervisor with a submachine gun.
Lord have mercy
mercy
mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
There's a picture in the paper that she prayed she'd never see
newsfash bulletins on the radio and on NBC
teardrops on her black dress
she's reachin' for the Rosary beads
remembers when that boy was ten
an'sang nobody knows the trouble I've seen
lamella cannot help her
nobody gonna put her through
she struggled with strife to give the boy the life (that)
daddy always tried to lose
she pauses there for another burbon
listens to the morning rain
with a hopeful hand full of vicodin
she washes away the pain, yeah
Lord have mercy on my wicked son
forgive him Lord for the wrong he's done
I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom come
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
There's a letter in the wallet
the kind the coroner returns
faded manilla envelope
the F.B.I. forgot to burn
Tucker stole the cars
in all night bars
and the can he stole in Reno
an incident gettin' outta hand
shootin' some pimp over heroin
there's a photograph from a motor back
and a picture of a mobile home
still a penny don't drop 'till she gets to the bottom of the page
an' now she's frozen
'cause the postmark say in Tuscon
date december of seventy-three
daddy just been busted
she got the baby on her knee, yeah
Lord have mercy on my wicked son
forgive him Lord for the wrong he's done
I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom come
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
mercy
Somebody help me now, yeah
help me now
Lord have mercy on my wicked son
forgive him Lord for the wrong he's done
I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom come
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy on my wicked son
forgive him Lord for the wrong he's done
I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom come
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy-ey
brother injured
death's in his soul
no one is guilty or innocent in jail
except for the grieving son
and the grieving wife
told in the name of justice there goes this life
where the bullet of the gun is set in it's deadly course
fire with anger without no remorse
I think of nothing except one thing
because injustice of my mothers pain
for the cities flared
and the sirens blared
and all these was ignored so
death grows more
and want you to fall in the flames
nothing is ever the same
doesn't matter your age
stand against that rage
for the sist that lie
another will die
and the people that protest
Forty days you've been tired and tempted
Forty nights you've been out in the cold
Every phoneline conversation's been intercepted
And you can't reconnect 'cos the frequency is closed
So many miles you've been out of direction
So many signs but you ain't got nowhere to go
Your Cadillac's got its headlights disconnected
Rolling your wheels down the wrong side of the road
Can you see them now
Can you see them now
Can you see the sisters swinging
Let's go back to church
Let's go back to church
So damn long since we sung the song
Let's go back to church
Let's go back to church
Let's go back to church
Anyday now, anyway anyhow
Let's go back to church
You drank the wine, but it tastes like water
You broke the bread, but it had turned to stone
Your sacrament it lay scattered on the pavement
The covenants you kept have all been stolen and sold
But you can see them now
You can see them now
You can see the sisters swinging
You can hear them now
You can hear them now
He had the hands of a missionary
She had the body of a nun
In the fumblings of their union
They found the key to kingdom come
He bought her a bird in a silver cage
For blessed company, 'cos he knew
one day they're gonna lock the door
And throw away the key
Blow out the candles,
Morning's moving in.
Flowers bloom on Alcatraz now.
Let the caged bird sing
Let the caged bird sing
The church called them anarchists
Class Ward, they called them saints
When they lost the plot they kept moving
Looking for heaven's gate
Stole a car and got as far
As the motel on Damascus Road
The TV screens threw back their dreams
Brothers and sisters I have a confession to make this evening. I been a fool, I been hanging out on street corners with whores and junkies - living mah life low. But lately a little bit of light has come into mah life and that light be the light of love; D. W.A.Y.N.E. LOVE nand he be a man with a 12-step plan and he gonna show youhow to do it.
Step One
You admit you are powerless under me
Step Two
You figure that's just gotta be jelly cos jam just don't shake like that
Step Three
Make a searching inventory of all your good shit
Step Four
Inventory taken,you hand all that good shit over to me
Step Five
Having divined I am the real thing you get down on your knees
Step Six
....and humbly ask me to remove your underthings
Step Seven
And make ready for me to do mah thing
Step Eight
Naked now you're ready to understand mah kind of lovin'
Step Nine
Lovin men ,lovin women ,lovin all God's creatures
Step Ten
And in turn you're divestments having been completed
Step Eleven
Ah get turned on by you,and in turn being turned on by you
Step Twelve
I know you're ready to become a disci disciple,a lonely little reverend
Making his way day by day,in the congregation
Hustling a dollar here, a dollar there, selling pictures of The King
To bring back to the coffers of the all powerful all holy Reverend Doctor D.W.A.Y.N.E
Love first Reverend of The First Presleytarian Church Of Elvis The Divine.
If you see me standing on the corner, money in mah hand
I ain't waiting for no taxi honey, I'm waiting for mah man
He aint selling heroin, he aint selling crack cocaine
He got enough of that stuff gonna me you up to
A higher plane
Shoot me up
In the mainline
Shoot me up
You know I feel fine
Shoot me up
Every damn day
With a hypo full of love
With a hypo full of love
Shoot me up
Deep down inside
Shoot me up
You know you can't hide
Shoot me taxi honey, I'm waiting for mah man
He aint selling heroin, he aint selling crack cocaine
He got enough of that stuff gonna move
33 minutes down till you lose the misery
Hey baby there's no need to go under, just ring
D.Wayne's number up and you be feeling free
D.Wayne is on the mainline, tell him what you want
Just call him up and tell him what you want
If your sick and you wanna get well, tell him what you want
Just call him up and tell him what you want.
From brother D. Wayne
With a hypo full of love
An a hypo full of love
Your monkey's messing with bad medicine
He be down with the Jones
Sweating, Shaking, bodies aching
Badly feel the fever in your bones
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...
Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
what's your name?
what's your name?
my daddy he was a gambler
abandoned mamma when I was four
all he left us was his old gramophone player
his 45 records he kept under the floorboards
now my boss says I'm good for nothin'
said to sweep this factory floor
they got shania twain, garth brooks on the radio
when I get home tonight
I'll walk through the door and say
hello... hello I'm Johnny Cash
hello... hello I'm Johnny Cash
yes I am
rollin' down the train tracks
oh no, I ain't comin back
the man in me is the man in black
oh no, I ain't comin back
the man in me is the man in black
my woman wears a long black veil cause I always like to walk the line
I'm gonna to take her out tonight I'm goin' to Jackson
we gonna fall into that ring of fire
I said oh Delia, my sweet Delia
I don't want this Folsom prison blues
I won't take my guns to town tonite
if you dont call me a boy named sue
hello... hello I'm Johnny Cash
I said, hello... hello I'm Johnny Cash
yes I am
rollin' down the train tracks
oh no, I ain't comin back
the man in me is the man in black
oh no, I ain't comin back
the man in me is the man in black
I was there when they crucified the Lord
I was there when they crucified the Lord
(I was there, I was there, I was there)
I said to Jesus
hello... hello I'm Johnny Cash
I said to jesus
hello... sweet hello, Lord, I'm Johnny Cash
I said hello... hello, I'm Johnny Cash
I said hello... hello, I'm Johnny Cash
what's your name?
I'm Johnny Cash
no you ain't
yes I am
what's your name?
I'm Johnny Cash
no you ain't
yes I am
what's your name?
I'm Johnny Cash
no you ain't
yes I am
what's your name?
Johnny Cash
what's your name?
I believe I'm gonna
Shut down my chakras, shift Shiva off-a my shelf
Take down my tie dyes, my Tibetan bells
Cool down my karma with a can of O.P.T
Ain't no call for Castaneda in my frontline library
There's one thing I know, Lord above
I ain't gonna go
I ain't goin' to Goa, Ain't goin' to Goa now
Ain't goin' to Goa, Ain't gonna Goa now
Ain't dancin' trance, no thanks, no chance to t-t-tranquilize me
Ain't sippin' no smart bar drinks, you, that don't satisfy me
Dosing up my dharma, with a drop of gasoline
I ain't down with Mr. McKenna, tantric mantra talkin' don't move me
I don't need no freaky, deeky, fractal geometry, crystal silicon chip
I ain't walking on lay lines, reading no High Times put me on another bad trip
Timothy Leary, just check out this theory
He sold acid for the F.B.I
Well, he ain't no website wonder, the guru just went under
You can keep your California Sunshine
'Cause the righteous truth is, there ain't nothing worse than
Some fool lying on some Third World beach wearing
Spandex, psychedelic trousers, smoking damn dope
Pretending he gettin' consciousness expansion. I want
Consciousness expansion, I go to my local tabernacle
(verse 1)
Have you seen bruce richard reynolds?
he's a man we'd like to find
they say the great train robbery
he was the mastermind
and his firm they pulled the greatest turn
the world has ever known
2 million quid was stolen
the firm swid for parts unknown
(chorus)
have you seen bruce richard reynolds?
he's a man we must detain
he's wanted for the robbery of the glasgow/Euston train
age 32, height six foot one, eyes gray, his hair is brown
apprehend bruce richard reynolds he is wanted by the crown
(verse 2)
Well reynolds and some people got together as a firm
while doin' bird and wearin scrubs he heard about a turn
Rob a train but it needed brains so reynolds scratched his head
"when i done my bird then rob that train" thats what he said
well reynolds left his prison cell he started on his scheme
he contacted ole' Gordon 'G' and charlie wilson's team
they came to an agreement
and a partnership was made
by summer 63' the scene was set for reynold's raid
yea'
(verse3)
the night of august 8th y'know the rig went like a dream
on-hundred an' twenty meal-bags full of money was stolen by the team
but someone left his finger prints and the guys were soon on charge
but they only caught the muscle cause' the brains were still at large
(verse4)
a good one came to news
and mister reynolds made a vow
"well no-one grassed on me" he said
"i cant desert em' now"
"the iron bars and prison walls
they do not bother me"
"i robbed the mails, so ill rob the jails and set my whole firm free"
(verse 5)
by august 64 ol' charlie wilson left his cell
by late in 65 brought big ol' annie olse aswell
(verse6)
have you seen bruce richard reynolds
He's a mastermind you know
fly with me
come on, fly with me
fly with me
you'll never come down
this is your captain speaking
cigarette burns on the sofa
whiskey on my new lineolium floor
you wonder why on Wednesday's I'm so wasted, yeah
I wonder why on Friday's I ain't walkin' out the back door
well babe, you look so blue
yeah, ya feel so cold
ya, you hope I die
you hope I'll never grow old
come on, fly with me
you'll never come down
come on, fly with me
you'll never come down
this is your captain speaking
you dress me up
you got me busted
you got no parole
they sent me to the jail
your traffickers just can't be trusted, boy
well your main man I ain't seen him anywhere
look so blue
feel so cold
you hope I die
you pray I never grow old
come on, fly with me, baby
you'll never come down
you'll never come down
come on, fly with me, yeah
fly with me, yeah
you'll never come down
uh-attention ladies and gentlemen this is your captain D. W. Love
I have just been informed by one of our stewardesses of a disturbance back in
economy class
apparently, a young lady has uh taken off her prada shoe and put the heel
straight in the eye of the fella sittin' in the seat next to her
look so blue
feel so cold
you hope I die
ya pray I never grow old, yeah
I'm flyin' all the way to cloud nine
you'll never come down
this is your captain speaking
I'm flyin' all the way to cloud nine
you'll never come down
this is your captain speaking
come on, fly with me, baby
you'll never come down
this is your captain speaking
come on, fly with me
all the way to could nine
you'll never come down
fly with me
come on fly with me
I'm flyin' all the way to cloud nine
shoot me
with the real thing
shoot me, me moth, me motha'
now's the time for you to get right and repent
I've been converted
sit right there and get educated, sit right there
I've been converted
peace, in the valley
I've been converted
peace, in the valley
sit right there and get educated, sit right there
You gotta ask yourself this question:
can a man who has fought in the jungles with I.V. Lenin against the running bell kept the least of pigs
sleepin and huntin so lonely that the rats would search back, be my redeemer? an'gotta say well maybe
yes, and maybe no, but I know that I gotta go somewhere, and that somewhere might as well be church
now's the time for you to get right and repent
I've been converted
fourty days you been tried and tempted
fourty nights you been out in the cold
every phone line conversation's intercepted
you can't reconnect 'cause the frequency is closed
so many winds you been out of direction
so many signs you ain't got nowhere to go, yeah
cadillac has got it's headlights disconnected
you're rollin' your wheels down the wrong side of the road
can you see them now?
can you see them now?
can you see the sisters swinging, yeah?
can you hear them now?
can you hear them now?
now's the time for you to get right and repent
can you hear the brothers singing, yeah?
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
so damn long since we sung this song, let's go back to church
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
any day now, any way, any how, let's go back to church
I've been converted
'cause see,
you drink the wine but it, it tastes like water
and ya broke the bread but it, it turned into stone
the sacrament it lays scattered on the pavement
and the covenants you kept they'd all been stolen under the soul
you can see them now
yeah, you can see them now
you can see the sisters swinging, yeah
I know it now
yeah you can hear them now
yeah you can hear them now
hear the brothers singing yeah
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
its been so damn long since we sung this song
let's go back to church
let's go back to church, yeah
let's go back to church
any day now any way any how, let's go back to church
right back
ive been converted
ive been con
right back
ive been converted
ive been
the Lord knows I
the Lord knows I
the Lord knows I
I've been converted
long time
the lord knows I
take your time
the lord knows I
back to you, oh Lord
the lord knows I
ohhhh
I've been converted
yeah cause I'm talkin' with the street angels on this road
I aint goin away, no way
church is where I'm goin to stay every time i come to church I feel a'low, alive, resuscitated
ain't no fear I chase all them demons away right here in church, yes sir
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
I'm gonna lift up my soul to the sunshine
now, any how
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
yeah the lights in heaven goin to shine on this
people get ready, there's a train a comin
let's go back to church
let's go back to church
now, any how
say it now
Cocaine killed my community
Heroin hurt my home
Mama went down on the Morphine
Papa got high on the Physeptone
My sister swings on Psilocybin
My brother broke up on Barbituates
My two little cousins got shot selling rock
Outside the old school gates
CHORUS
I don't mind cos I live in the light
I live in the light of the Lord
The sword, the Lord he gave me
Is the sword thats gonna save me
I live in the light of the Lord
'Cos
I need it every hour,
I need it every hour,
lively, lively, lively, lively, lively
let this world survive, survive me
been there for long time
ya, I'm headin back
love my life thats why I'm livin like that
know how to move
know when to stay
know how to get shit out of my way
what is my message?
well that will be law
comin to you from above
world
I got fifteen felonies
I got twenty three misdemeanors
I got APB's from Anchorage all the way down to cleveland
a million dollar reward
they want me alive or dead
they gonna put three in my body
gonna put three in my head
up against the wall
snipers on the roof
thought I was a gonner baby
I'm bullet proof yeah
up against the wall
snipers on the roof
thought I was a gonner baby
I'm bullet proof, yeah
put the searchlights on me
a hundred hound dogs on my trail
and I'll skip the state like Jesse James
Tennessee law man on my tail
the helicopters circle
like vultures in the midday sun
I swear to God
I got the motherfuckin' government in the sights
oh my God well, go
up against the wall
snipers on the roof
thought I was a gonner baby
I'm bullet proof yeah
up against the wall
snipers on the roof
thought I was a gonner baby
I'm bullet proof
grease me, prime me, release me, survive me
step back look at this light before it blinds me
been there a long time won't go back
love my life guess I'm livin like that, who
I take a vibe and I will take it much stronger
got my life to live and I won't be here much longer
no 'morrow
know the way that I walk is the way that I talk
is the truth, I'm bullet proof
I got fifteen felonies
I got twenty three misdemeanors
I got APB's from Anchorage all the way down to cleveland
they got me
up against the wall
snipers on the roof
thought I was a gonner baby
I'm bullet proof yeah
up against the wall
snipers on the roof
thought I was a gonner baby
I'm bullet proof, yeah
they got me up against the wall, yeah
up against the wall
up against the wall
you mutha fucka get
When I saw you in the garden of Gethsemane (sic)
Drunk when you realised the plan
You fell into the arms of Mary Magdalene
The stain of stigmata on your hands
When the sky fell down on Calvary
I saw the light shining in your eyes
CHORUS
Cos you and mbaby we were born 10,000 years ago
I know it sounds crazy but we got 10,000 more to go
We followed behind the sisters to La Hegera
Saw Ramos kiss like Judus on the wire
When they cut his hair and laid him out like Jesus
I know October '67 John Lennon lied
Sgt Pepper could not help us
When the flowers died I realised
CHORUS
In 2129 I'm gonna meet you in a cantina in Carleta
I'm gonna put Bessie Smith on the jukebox all night long
When the Spanish sun comes up on our empty cups
Gonna take you dancing
stain of stigmata on your hands
When the sky fell down on Calvary
I saw the light shining in your eyes
CHORUS
Cos you and me gonna put Bessie Smith on the jukebox all night long
When the Spanish sun comes up on our empty cups
Gonna take you dancing deep down into the dawn
One bright morning when we meet St Peter
I aint gonna give a damn if he don't let us in