• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• You Are The Queen - Br549
• Lower Broad St. Blues - Br549
• The Devil & Me (featuring The Jordanaires) - Br549
• Poison - Br549
• Let Jesus Make You Breakfast - Br549
• Leave It Alone - Br549
• I'm Going Down - Br549
• Cajun Persuasion - Br549
• Bottom Of Priority - Br549
• After The Hurricane - Br549
• A-1 On The Jukebox - Br549

I'm a king among men down at the 'Just Say When'
My loyal subjects raise a glass and send a pint my way
But when I leave my throne to the castle I go home
I stroll across the drawbridge and this is what I say
You are the queen and you're the only queen
That there has ever been
You rule my very soul, I'm worthless on my own
Your majesty will always be supreme
And I don't deserve the pleasure and the privilege to serve
Yeah, they might call me king but that don't mean a thing
'Cause you are the queen
In ol' Egypt, the pharaoh had to walk the straight and narrow
Back when Cleopatra had her day
'Cause he wouldn't get no kissin' until he'd sit and listen
To every word ol' Cleo had to say
Said, mighty Samson to Delia and Arthur, Guenevere
I'll tell you everything you wanna hear
But like any other king just don't mean a thing
'Til I can see the kingdom as I whisper in your ear
Oh, baby
You are the queen, you're reigning down all over everything
Your highness's devine, you use it all the time
Your humble servant I'll always be
So please judge me fair
And from your darkened dungeon I'll be spared
I've laid my armor down, I thrown away my crown

I just blew back in town
So I thought I'd hang around
I ain't got nothin' else to do
Don't see a soul I know
This street done took it's toll
Got them ol' lower Broad St. Blues
The cops are sellin' souvenirs from cruisers
The tourists send up roses to the losers
Now all they wanna do is be ol' buckaroo
Got them ol' lower Broad St. Blues
Now some blew all their pay
And some were blown away
But they all blew their hillbilly lids
Dancers all limp home
The street lets out a groane
And the whineo's are all snug under the bridge
Somewhere in the alley, in the corner of my eye
The ghost of Scotty Stoneman drinkin' Bluetail Fly
A message from the past, your next might be your last
Got them ol' lower Broad St Blues

Oh, the Devil and me (oh, the Devil and me)
Don't have no secrets
(Oh, the Devil and me)
Oh, the Devil and me (oh, the Devil and me)
Yeah, we're best friends
(Oh, oh, oh) oh, the Devil and me don't need no reason
But I know the Devil and me's gonna do me in
(Gonna do me in)
Well, early in the mornin' or late in the evenin'
Well, there ain't no tellin' when I'll come undone
(Oh, oh, oh) I feel a tap on my left shoulder
Well, they say their gonna take me from here to kingdom come
Oh, the Devil and me (oh, the Devil and me)
Don't have no secrets
(Oh, the Devil and me)
Oh, the Devil and me (oh, the Devil and me)
Yeah, we're best friends
(Oh, oh, oh) oh, the Devil and me don't need no reason
But I know the Devil and me's gonna do me in
(Gonna do me in)
Now I don't know where it got started
But I gotta feelin' I know where it will end
Oh, the Devil and me (oh, the Devil and me)
We're lookin' for trouble
But I know the Devil and me's gonna do me in
(Gonna do me in)
Now, you can't know good, less you know evil
You can't tell the truth unless you've heard a lie
(Oh, oh, oh) I can't sit still unless I'm movin'
Well, they say the Devil's gonna catch me by and by
Oh, the Devil and me (oh, the Devil and me)
Don't have no secrets
(Oh, the Devil and me)
Oh, the Devil and me (oh, the Devil and me)
Yeah, we're best friends
(Oh, oh, oh) oh, the Devil and me we don't get lonely
But I know the Devil and me's gonna do me in
(Gonna do me in)
Now I don't know where it got started
But I gotta feelin' I know where it will end
Oh, the Devil and me (oh, the Devil and me)
We're lookin' for trouble
But I know the Devil and me's gonna do me in

Disc go down late last night
Spinnin' room don't feel right
Spirits they all laugh at me
'Cause of my stupidity
Cold sweat on my brow
Feel it comin' up right now
Alaman-left to the powder room
Steppin' in time to a banjo tune
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
I can't focus, I can't see
TV don't make sense to me
Bubblin' crude comin' up fast
I swore that drink would be my last
Oh, my goodness, oh, my dear
Banjo pickin's all I hear
Spinnin' worlds gotta give
For tomorrow can't forgive
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
Disc go down late last night
Spinnin' room don't feel right
Spirits they all laugh at me
'Cause of my stupidity
Oh, my goodness, oh, my dear
Banjo pickin's all I hear
Cold sweat on my brow
Feel it comin' up right now
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me
Poison, get thee out of me

Well, I woke up from a nightmare and I couldn't speak
'Cause the Devil slipped a mickey in my bedstand drink
Then Jesus made me breakfast with his fresh white chateau on
Well, I ain't got the money to go to town
The cupboard it was empty before he came around
Then Jesus made me breakfast with his fresh white chateau on
Well, there ain't no sun shinin' down on me
My stomach's full of nothin' but conspiracy
I can't get nobody to tell me the truth
What's a hungry fella to do
Well, you could canonize the Devil, crucify a Saint
But you can't replace your half and half with coffeemate
Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white chateau on
Well, there ain't no sun shinin' down on me
My stomach's full of nothin' but conspiracy
I can't get nobody to tell me the truth
What's a hungry fella to do
Well, you could canonize the Devil, crucify a Saint
But you can't replace your half and half with coffeemate
Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white chateau on
(Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white chateau on)
Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white chateau on
(Let Jesus make you breakfast with his fresh white chateau on)
When you are underfed
He'll be at the foot of your bed
With the fish and some bread

Tell me, tell me, why ya gotta spoil my day
You smile at me and point a finger to the error of my ways
You can't leave it alone
Why don't you leave it alone
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home
Why don't you leave it alone
Maybe, maybe, there's something that you've never done
That causes you to pull that trigger and ruin everybody's fun
You can't leave it alone
Why don't you leave it alone
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home
Why don't you leave it alone
Hey, G, hey, G, why ya gotta be so mad
You've got everything you've ever wanted
Now you're takin' everything I have
You can't leave it alone
Why don't you leave it alone
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home
Why don't you leave it alone
Look up (look up) an' look down (look down)
Look North, South, East or West
You can't walk around without trippin' over somebody
And tellin' you they know best
They can't leave it alone
Why don't they leave it alone
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home
Why don't you leave it alone
Oh, leave it alone, yeah
You can't help makin' everybody's house your home

Lord, I think I'm goin' down
Yes, I know that's where I'm bound
So don't ask me where I'm goin'
'Cause I think I'm goin' down
Now once I had a wife and family
And a household sweet and kind
Then the darkness overtook me
And I just left all that behind
Lord, I think I'm goin' down
Yes, I know that's where I'm bound
So don't ask me where I'm goin'
'Cause I think I'm goin' down
Now my travellin' days have started
Yeah, I ramble and I roam
But no matter where I'm stayin'
I can't shake my happy home
Lord, I think I'm goin' down
Yes, I know that's where I'm bound
So don't ask me where I'm goin'
'Cause I think I'm goin' down
Lord, I think I'm goin' down
Yes, I know that's where I'm bound
So don't ask me where I'm goin'

Got me a cajun persuasion way back in the woods
Got me a cajun persuasion, you know she'd do me good
I wanna jump in my pirogue that's waitin' for me
Got me a cajun persuasion, I wanna go see my she
Head down South to the Mississippi River
Follow all the highway signs
There's a sweet little brown-eyed woman down there
And I'm a-gonna make her mine
I ain't gonna let a little swamp stop me
Oh, nothin's gonna get in my way
I wanna let that bayou swallow me up
And listen to the fiddle play
I'm gonna listen to the fiddle play
Got me a cajun persuasion way back in the woods
Got me a cajun persuasion, you know she'd do me good
I wanna jump in my pirogue that's waitin' for me
Got me a cajun persuasion, I wanna go see my she
Well, she told me where her Mama and her Daddy lived
Way South of big K, oh, if you hit Lake Charles
You've gone too far, turn back at Evangeline
Well, I've been all around this great big world
But nothin' can compare
To the cajun feel of Jimmy C and sweet Mon Chere
Yeah, sweet, sweet Mon Chere
Oh, sweet, sweet Mon Chere
Got me a cajun persuasion way back in the woods
Got me a cajun persuasion you know she'd do me good
I wanna jump in my pirogue that's waitin' for me

Well, the boys came lookin' for their soul
They wanted all the world to see
So they took Alcatraz and did a graveyard dance
All they wanted was some dignity
But from a rerun story from a late, late show
Where the Indian gets no amnesty
And spends the rest of his life in a Kansas cell
At the bottom of priority
High and dry, left to take another's blame
High and dry, first hand knowledge of an innocent man
You can hear him cryin' down in ol' K City
Hear him up at Wounded Knee
For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell
At the bottom of priority
Well, locked up, forgotten, tucked outta the way
And treated like he wasn't a man
They took their aim and wasn't it a shame
How we stuck our head into the sand
Well, it was way too late for the government
They had to make somebody plea
And spend the rest of his life in Kansas cell
At the bottom of priority
High and dry, left to take another's blame
High and dry, first hand knowledge of an innocent man
You can hear him cryin' down in ol' K City
Hear him up at Wounded Knee
For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell
At the bottom of priority
For the rest of his life in a Kansas cell

After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane
It was not the driving rain
That let our love go down the drain
It was not the howlin' wind
That blew away the hopes I planned
After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane
We were sheltered from the storm
In what we thought was safe and warm
We survived the risin' tide
But there's no place that we can hide
After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane
Things were scattered, things got tossed
But that's not what we had lost
It's a way of marking time
To fit the reason to the rhyme
After the hurricane, after the wind and rain
When we lost everything, after the hurricane
After the hurricane, after the wind and rain

When I started out I thought that I'd make it double quick
I had that kinda confidence that I was picked to play
But if you could stand in my shoes you wouldn't feel so smart
'Cause I'm A-1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
My Agent gives me spendin' cash, his pockets seem so deep
I'd live just like a millionaire if it were mine to keep
But money ain't a problem, no, though it may be a part
When you're A-1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
A-1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A-1 on the jukebox, a big rock older star
I know we're on the hit parade 'cause no one likes my art
And I'm A-1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
A-1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A-1 on the jukebox, a big rock older star
I've seen the fortune on the trays
They take my every cent
I see my name in black and white
But words don't pay the rent
I know that I could make a run if only I could start
But I'm A-1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts