(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
So you say you want to go to Heaven,
Well I got the plans.
It walks like the Sasquatch
And it breeds like Kubla Khan.
In original dialect,
It's really quite cryptical.
There are many copies around,
But this my man is the original.
It's given me powers,
But kept me low.
Many have scorned this,
Modern day Pharisees fat with espressos.
Be leary of Timothy,
Clear light and all that.
If you want light go stare at the sun.
Hell, that boy don't know crap.
If you want to know Paradise,
And you want to know Hell,
Want to drink that cool clear liquor,
Better dig a little deeper in the well.
If you want to know Paradise,
And you want to know Hell,
Want to drink that cool clear liquor,
Better dig a little deeper in the well.
You want a mantra?
You want to know?
You want that mantra?
Well here you go.
One for the money,
Two for the show,
And a knickknackpaddywack
Give the Lord a handclap.
Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang
Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang
Still want that mantra?
Still want to know?
Still want that mantra?
Well here you go.
It is written.
I have spoken.
So put this in your pipe
And smoke it.
Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang
Ooeeooahahtwingtwangwallawallabingbang
Ooeeooahah, B-I-N-G-O,
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
Like ravens on a scarecrow
Too old to beat them off
The guilt ferments
Familiarity breeds contempt
The yolk of faith splatters silent
Harvest time, red moon rising
Anvil cloud, lightning rod
Peacemaker, life taker
What's inside the silo?
Can it fly?
A needle in the haystack
To crack the sky
The yoke of faith breaks away
From the beast of burden
Harvest time, red moon rising
Peacemaker, life taker
Peacemaker
Peacemaker
Peacemaker
Life taker
The feet of marching men
Beat down the fields of last chances
As scarecrows in amber waves of grain
Grin exchanging glances
We've killed it
We've killed it
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
Justification, the means are the end
Doctrine and dogma, I will not relent
This world a garden in need of such weeding
This world a minefield in need of such sweeping
Impetus
This ministration without full consent
Fire and brimstone, I will not relent
Just as all good things must come to an end
I will administer as I see fit
I will not relent
I will not relent
I will not relent
I am driven
Impetus
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
Captain America, where are you now?
Minuteman, please show me how
To wash this blood from my hands, make it go away
The evils of my forefathers pale to those today
Sins of gods run through the head, a second genesis
Some have called it ignorance, others have called it bliss
I've done my time, liberate me
I have done my penance, inebriate me
The truth of it all
The truth of it all
Inebriate me
Scott "Wino" Weinrich (Spirit Caravan) - Guitar Solo On "Red Horse Rainbow" (Left Channel), Guitars On "Brazenhead".
Heartbeat (Chuck Brown & The Soul Searchers) - Congas On "Frankenstein" And "Brazenhead", Vocals On "Brazenhead".
Leslie West (Mountain) - Guitars And Additional Vocals On "Immortal".
Dan Kerzwyck (Sixty Watt Shaman) - Additional Vocals On "Sinkemlow".
Joe Selby (Sixty Watt Shaman) - Guitar Solo On "Frankenstein" (Right Channel).
Machine - Additional Vocals On "Careful With That Mic...".
Zu Beginn der 90er Jahre gründen vier junge Burschen, die zuvor dieselbe Highschool
in einem Ort namens Germantown im US Bundesstaat Maryland besuchten, die Band
Clutch. Die Formation besteht aus Neil Fallon (voc.), Tim Sult (git.), Dan Maines
(bass) und Jean Paul Gaster (dr.). Ihre erste 7inch "Pitchfork" weckt
Interesse bei diversen großen Plattenfirmen, bis schließlich der Major eastwest die
Band unter Vertrag nimmt. Das Debut "Transnational Speedway League"
besticht durch eine langsam dröhnende Schwere mit Riffs der Marke Helmet und einem
eigenartig rauhen, zugleich gewöhnungsbedürftigen Gesangsstil. Neil Fallons Art zu
singen ist, grob beschrieben, eine kraftvolle Mischung aus Raunen und Schreien, der
Ursprung seiner Texte ist selbst den Bandkollegen nicht so ganz schlüssig. In der
Folgezeit begeben sich Clutch ausgiebigst auf Tourneen, bis heute ungefähr 500
Shows. Clutch sind bisher unter anderem mit Corrosion of Conformity, Therapy?, Fu
Manchu oder Karma to Burn unterwegs gewesen. Die zweite, selbstbetitelte Platte,
orientiert sich weniger an Hardcore Musik sondern mehr an anderen Vorbildern wie
Black Sabbath oder Led Zeppelin. Ein Umstand, der nicht zuletzt auf das Konto von
Gitarrist Tim Sult und Drummer Jean Paul Gaster geht. Beide geben zudem Doombands
wie The Obsessed und Wretched als Quelle der Inspiration an. Die Kategorie Stoner
Rock ist möglicherweise zutreffend, Dan Maines ist dagegen der Meinung, dass der
Sound seiner Band nicht eindeutig einem Genre zugeordnet werden kann. Oben genannte
Bands spielen auf jeden Fall eine wichtigere Rolle als andere in Frage kommenden
Acts.Ihre Musik, die nicht gerade als massenkompatibel bezeichnet werden kann, weist
dennoch beachtliche Verkaufszahlen auf. Die Band spricht von 100.000 Einheiten pro
Platte. Jedoch kann der kommerzielle Erfolg nicht verhindern, dass Clutch bei jeder
Platte von einem Label zu anderen herumgereicht werden. Nach eastwest kommt dessen
Schwester Elektra, dann der Konkurrent Columbia, schließlich Atlantic Records.
Speziell Columbia investiert so gut wie keine Promotion in die Band, dennoch
verkauft sich "Elephant Riders" ebenso respektabel wie die anderen
Scheiben. Der Titel stammt von der etwas abstrusen Idee, dass während des
amerikanischen Bürgerkriegs Elefanten zur Unterstützung der Truppen eingesetzt
wurden. Ihre neueste Scheibe "Pure Rock Fury" wartet mit einer Liste
illustrer Gäste auf: Leslie West, Sixty Watt Shaman und Scott "Wino"
Weinrich, einem ihrer frühen Helden. Der spielte nämlich bei The Obsessed.
2001 Pure Rock Fury1999 Jam Room1998 The Elephant
Riders1995 Clutch1993 Transnational Speedway League: Anthems, Anecdotes,
And Undeniable Truths
My baby caught the train. Left me all alone.
My baby caught the train. Left me all alone.
She know I love her. She done me wrong.
My baby bought the ticket long as her right arm.
My baby bought the ticket long as my right arm.
She say she gonna ride long as I been from home.
Who's been talking everything that I do?
Who's been talking everything that I do?
Well you my baby I hate to lose.
Goodbye baby, hate to see you go.
Goodbye baby, hate to see you go.
You know I love you. I'm the causing of it all.
I'm the causing of it all.
I know we came here to get our good times on,
Hold the whole world in our hand and greet the dawn with open arms.
So make a contribution if you have been amused
But before we depart my brothers and sisters I have some heavy news.
Oh how it breaks my heart this photograph.
Several in the ministry practice a fuzzy math.
And some of us wear the robes of the righteous
Are a little more next of kin
To the Sleestak, the wicked one who makes a meal of our sins.
Ain't no telling how much longer but we will never be moved.
Ain't no telling how much longer but we will never be moved.
Woe be the architect of our city, cruel leveler, the hillock strangler.
Bold pusher of the cold bone index
Through the knotted bowels of the old alleyways.
Read the future a false haruspex.
Recall how he coaxed us out of the green plains.
All of us, dumb eyed at the sheer number. So long ago it does not matter.
Woe be architect in his slumber, for the Watcher never sleeps.
And on that day there will be rejoicing and dancing streets.
Ain't no telling how much longer but we will never be moved.
Ain't no telling how much longer but we will never be moved.
Get your evolution on.
Good St. Charles Darwin wrote his gospel down
So keep your eyes turned to the sky and your ears down to the ground.
Get your evolution on.
Ain't no telling how much longer but we will never be moved.
Ain't no telling how much longer but we will never be moved.
Ain't no telling how much longer but we will never be moved.
Ain't no telling how much longer but we will never be moved.
Silver women on the OMNI magazine
They got the future precisely laid out as I need.
That Lux Aeterna sound is so frightening.
Holding hands with Lucifer is never that enlightening.
So fire it up. Fire it and the flesh be damned,
Fire it up. Yeah, that's the ticket now kick out the jams.
Engineer the future now. Damn tomorrow, future now!
Throw the switches, prime the charge,
Yesterday's for mice and gods.
Life inside the biosphere, dodecahedron fever's here.
Sporting scarlet letters of genetic imperfection, dear.
Love child in the reeds. Take a sample for the breed.
Should have left him in the stream. Cooing at the smitten queen.
So fire it up. Fire it and the flesh be damned,
Fire it up. Yeah, that's the ticket now kick out the jams.
Engineer the future now. Damn tomorrow, future now!
Throw the switches, prime the charge,
Yesterday's for mice and gods.
Slowly, broken windows returning to the sand
The economic factors are no longer relevant.
That empty city sound is so frightening.
Neolithic fear is such a motivating factory.
So fire it up. Fire it and the flesh be damned,
Fire it up. Yeah, that's the ticket now kick out the jams.
Engineer the future now. Damn tomorrow, future now!
Throw the switches, prime the charge,
Yesterday's for mice and gods.
I'm going down that gravel. Gonna take the right hand road.
I'm going down that gravel. Gonna take the right hand road.
And I ain't stopping till my baby's home.
That girl I'm loving got great long curly hair.
That girl I'm loving got great long curly hair.
But her mother and her father sure don't want me there.
I got to study some scheme, Lord, get my baby back to herself.
I got to study some scheme, Lord, get my baby back to herself.
Lord, I love that woman and I don't want nobody else.
I looked down that road just as far as I could see.
There was a bunch of women and they be following me.
The brook run into the ocean, the ocean run into that deep blue sea.
The brook run into the ocean, the river run into that deep blue sea.
You ought to have seen them women, Lord, they be fishing after me.
Will you be entertained by beast and knives?
Vital mentalisms will blow your minds!
Cthulu?s red headed step child, quite the precocious babe
We like to keep it on the D.L. because our clientele prefers it that way
The seven legged sow will see to the after-show
Don?t you think the candelabra gives a pleasant glow?
Now may I present to you the basilisk?
Please don your goggles if you wish to resist
From the fiery depths of the planet?s core
The never sleeping for want of eating unholy stench of the manticore
Please produce your access pass, no photographs please
Some of our guests are, how shall I say? Hyperbolic V.I.P.
There is a velvet room for the discriminating pack
Celebrities and tentacles regard the beast with two backs
The seven legged sow will see to the after-show
Don?t you think the candelabra gives a pleasant glow?
Paparazzi! World wide video debut!
Paparazzi! World wide video debut!
Paparazzi! World wide video debut!
Paparazzi! World wide video debut!
And just when you thought it could get no stranger
May I present the semblance of a Scandinavian doppelganger
From the frozen depths of a forgotten fjord
Every day I wake up
We drink a lot of coffee and watch the CNN
Every day I wake up to a bowl of clover honey
And let the locusts fly in
Lobster backs attack the town again
Wrap all my things in aluminum
Beams of darkness streak across the sky
Pink rays from the ancient satellite
Every time I look out my window
Same three dogs looking back at me
Every time I open my windows
Cranes fly in to terrorize me
The power of the Holy Ghost
Shadow of the New Praetorian
Tipping cows in fields Elysian
Saturnalia for all you have
The seven habits of the highly infected calf
Swan diving off the tongues of crippled giants
International Business Machine
Choking on bits of barley bread crumbs
Oh, this burning beard, I have come undone
It's just as I've feared, I have, I have come undone
Bugger dumb the last of academe
Occam's razor makes the cutting clean
Shavin' like a banker, lilac vegetable
Break the glass ceiling and the golden parachute on down
The power of the Holy Ghost comes to town
Shadow of the New Praetorian
Tipping cows in fields Elysian
Saturnalia for all you have
When I die you can cut me up and take all that you please
But pity the poor dumb fool who gets my bleeding spleen
Corn pone, I born tomorrow, my bone marrow protein filled
Scotch whiskey men of stain have come to split your skills
Hey, hey
I got your heaven
I got your burning hell
I got it all right here
Wrap them tight in zip-lock bags to benefit good medicines
If bad you can toss them back and stuff them in sausages
Isn't it something so becoming, a gentlemen of good taste
The appetizer's quite the pleaser
But might you pass the pepper please this way
Hey, hey
I got your heaven
I got your burning hell
I got it all right here
Fertilizer makes your corn row higher
But makes your back yard stink
And all the crows know where the wind blows
Where water sinks
Hey, hey
I got your heaven
I got your burning hell
I See That Lantern Trimmed Low Burning In Our Home.
And Though I Feel Like Crying, I Swear Tonight, I'll Cry No More.
How Many Times Have I Prayed
That I Would Get Lost Along The Way?
Dream With The Feathers Of Angels Stuffed Beneath Your Head.
The Regulator's Swinging Pendulum.
Come With Me And Walk The Longest Mile.
Is His Wallet Leather? Is His Wallet Fat?
For Not A Year Later It's Got You Lying On Your Back.
You Should Have Closed Your Windows And Got Another Dog.
You Should Have Chained Up All The Doors And Switched Up All The Locks.
And How Many Times Have I Prayed
The Angels Would Speed Me Away.
Dream With The Feathers Of Angels Stuffed Beneath Your Head.
The Regulator's Swinging Pendulum.
Come With Me And Walk The Longest Mile.
Please Allow Me To Adjust My Pants
So That I May Dance The Good Time Dance
And Put The Onlookers And Innocent Bystanders Into A Trance
Give Disease So The Swine Will Marry And Propagate Lies.
Tough Luck For Elected Officials. The Beast You See Got Fifty Eyes.
Bring It On Home, Spread The Wealth. Play It Cool, The Hand's Been Dealt.
Now, All The Odds Are In Our Favor. Save The Victory Speeches For Later.
Streets On Fire, The Mob Goes Wild.
21 Guns, Box Made Of Pine, Letter From The Government Sealed And Signed
Delivered Federal Express On Your Mother's Doorstep.
Condoleeza Rice Is Nice, But I Prefer A-Roni.
And That Man On The T.V. Who Speaks To The Dead, You Know That Man's A Phony.
Everybody Move To Canada And Smoke Lots Of Pot.
Everybody Move To Canada Right Now. Here's How We Do It:
Bum Rush The Border Guard Before He And His Dog Ever Knew It.
Streets On Fire, The Mob Goes Wild.
21 Guns, Box Made Of Pine, Letter From The Government Sealed And Signed
Delivered Federal Express On Your Mother's Doorstep.
The Leather Soles Go Shuffling In,
Stinking Of Smoke And Ten Cent Gin.
Now Who Will Toast Our Noble Host That Has This Morning Given Up The Ghost?
The Wooden Coffer Hand To Hand.
Kind Words Are Offered, Silent Prayers.
But She Is Satisfied The Most While Stabbing Madly At The Roast.
The Rib Of Adam, The Eyes Of Eve.
The Sons Of Cain Receive No Reprieve.
The Creditor Rides With His Men.
The Death Of Debtors He Won't Forgive.
They Repossess His Silver Eyes, Now In The Potter's Field He Lies.
The Rib Of Adam, The Eyes Of Eve.
The Sons Of Cain Receive No Reprieve.
Waiting For A Dead Man's Shoes.
Have You Heard The Latest News?
Lazarus Is Back From The Dead Looking As One Would Expect.
Dripping With The Waters Of Sheol.
Babbling About Body And Soul.
And Then He Found His Wife In Their Bed Buck Naked And Already Wed.
The Tax Collector Beneath His Sheets.
The Door Swings Open. Floorboards Creak.
Now Who Will Toast Our Noble Host Who Has This Morning Given Up The Ghost?
The Rib Of Adam, The Eyes Of Eve.
The Sons Of Cain Receive No Reprieve.
Daedalus, your child is falling
And the Labyrinth is calling
Renegade heaps, humanity abandoned
Bower of the vowels, you lit them and fanned them
Mercury, the courier, celestial messenger
Bed with Dawn, your bride
Arrowhead of Diane
Pierce the mind of a man
Did You Not Grant Quarter To The Daemon, Giving Treatment To Its Wounds?
And Would You Not Consider It Unnatural To Be Born Outside The Womb?
We Eagerly Await Your Response And Your Best Defense.
La Curandera Is The Young Girl
In A Linen Dress Of White.
She Dances On Black Sand In The Night
In Her Linen Dress Of White.
Let Us Vote To Dunk The Witch In The River Styx And Photograph The Lye.
So In The Shadow Of Cerebus Her Spirit Will Reside.
La Curandera Is The Young Girl
In A Linen Dress Of White.
She Dances On Black Sand In The Night
In Her Linen Dress Of White.
Bird In The Fire, Mouthful Of Sand
King Of The Briar, Mouthful Of Sand
The Scale And Feather, The Lock And Key
The Lord Of Weather, The Beast At Peace
Hold the presses, Mikey, hot news on the wire
Hundreds see an image of a Guinness drinking choir
Celebrities and cameras are headed to the scene
While presidents are fleeing to their speeding limousines
Don't worry, it's just stigmata
Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother
Your local programming interrupted
By the mindless banter of a soulless talking head
Roll out the red carpet, dripping bloody tongue
Pay no mind to blue berets and all their shiny guns
Don't worry, it's just stigmata
Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother
Who you gonna call when the man brings his hammer down?
Goose stepping with a smoking Irish fly
And when our world is over, children by the fire
Raise their hands and pray that they may see a new messiah
And somewhere in the darkness a flag goes running by
The smell of cigarettes and love are incense for the fly
Don't worry, it's just stigmata
Pass me a napkin and don't you dare tell my mother
Who you gonna call when the man brings his hammer down?
Blackjack Booted Demons
Have Surrounded My Home
Got Dogs And 'Copters
And Keep Ringing My Phone
Well I Don't Know If I'm Coming Or Going
If It's Them Or Me
Oh, But One Things For Certain
Willie Nelson Only Smokes The Killer Weed
Now They're Breaking My Windows
Banging On My Doors
Got Me Down And Hog-Tied
Rifling Through My Drawers
Boss Demon Tells Me
Oh How He Would Like To Kill Me
Wait A Minute Tough Guy
My Disease Does That For Free
Well I Don't Know If I'm Coming Or Going
If It's Them Or Me
Oh, But One Things For Certain
Willie Nelson Only Smokes The Killer Weed
Well I Don't Know If I'm Coming Or Going
If It's Them Or Me
Oh, But One Things For Certain
Willie Nelson Only Smokes The Greenest Green
Well I Don't Know If I'm Coming Or Going
If It's Them Or Me
Oh, But One Things For Certain
Willie Nelson Only Smokes The Killer Weed
Dig A Slow Hole To China
Blacker Than A Miner
No Turn Un-Stoned I Trample
Hold My Candle's Handle
Mama Always Said
"You Better Come Home"
Stuck In The Mud
Dug A Slow Hole
My Blue Cow
Gotta Get Her Back Here Somehow
My Brown Bag
Never Gonna Guess What I Have
Mama Always Said
"You Better Come Home"
Stuck In The Mud
Dug A Slow Hole
If It's Too Shallow Then Dig It More Deep
If It's Too Narrow Then Dig It More Wide
If You See A Point Of Light
Shake Hands With The Other Side
If It's Too Shallow Then Dig It More Deep
If It's Too Narrow Then Dig It More Wide
If You See The Point Of Light
Shake Hands With The Other Side
A Lighthouse In Kentucky
Oh I Should Be So Lucky
Sell Fill Dirt To The Groundlings
And Water To The Drowning
Mama Always Said
"You Better Come Home"
Stuck In The Mud
Dug A Slow Hole
You Look So Good While You're Riding
On Your Pterodactyl
Storming Castles With Abandon
And Rainbows By Fistfuls
Now Lets Go Dancing Madly Backwards
While On A Sea Of Air
Everyone I Hear Is Saying
Captain Beyond Will Be There
When We Go Carelessly Careening Quickly
Screaming All The Way
Gravity Is Such A Drag
And We Will Not Obey
Carelessly Careening Quickly
Screaming All The Way
Gravity Is Such A Drag
Now We Will Have Our Way
Was It I? Or Was It Shadow?
A Trick Of Light In Play
Leaving Me To See That I Saw
The Garden From Whence We Came
But I'm Not Saying Anything
That Hasn't Been Said Before
You May Hear It Now If You Wish To
Put An Ear Against The Floor
Then We Go Carelessly Careening Quickly
Screaming All The Way
Gravity Is Such A Drag
And We Will Not Obey
Carelessly Careening Quickly
Screaming All The Way
Gravity Is Such A Drag
Now We Will Have Our Way
Now We Will Have It!
On The Heels Of Charming Dragons
There Is Snow Falling Everywhere
Sorceress, You Bring A New Sun
And We Will Soon Be There
Then We Go Carelessly Careening Quickly
Screaming All The Way
Gravity Is Such A Drag
And We Will Not Obey
Carelessly Careening Quickly
Screaming All The Way
Gravity Is Such A Drag
Now We Will Have Our Way
Now We Will Have It!
Went Out The Back Of Halifax
All The Way To Virginia, Fairfax
It Wasn't Weird Enough
So I Went West To Oregon
All I, All I Wonder
While I Run
Is What's, Is What's
Next On My Agenda
I Made A Ruckus With A Succubus
Before She Knew I Was Amphibious
She Threw Her Hands Up And Started To Scream
"Man You Look Like Your Straight Outta V."
All I, All I Wonder
While I Run
Is What's, Is What's
Next On My Agenda
[Spoken:]
And So It Was That I, A Wayward Throwback To The Mesozoic, Was Enslaved As A Circus Freak To Entertain You Drunken Monkeys.
But Fate Still Had Her Twisted Sense Of Humor And She Granted Me Safe Passage To Sunny Florida, Where For Over The Past 300 Years Now I Have Been Breeding With An Unheard Of Efficiency.
And Soon My Progeny Will Rise Up And Say "Hail Draco, King Of The Dragon Men!"
I Fashion My Crown From Quetzalcoatl's Quills
Build My Palace In The Jungles Of Brazil
In The Summertime Come My Children
"For I Hail Draco, King Of Dragon Men!"
I Fashion My Crown From Quetzalcoatl's Quills
Build My Palace In The Jungles Of Brazil
In The Summertime Come My Children
"For I Hail Draco, King Of Dragon Men!"
They Landed In Manhattan
With Rifles And Hatchets
Stinking Like The Living Dead
Eatin' Local Fauna
Like There Wasn't A Tomorrow
As They Fed How It Bled, How It Bled
Sacajawea Is Gettin' Meager
Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime
It's Such A Long Road That We Travel
Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime
Causin' More Commotion
With That Steam Locomotion
On The Quiet Country Mile
Blisters By The Fistfuls
'Til The Foreman Blows The Whistle
And Drinkin' Whiskey All The While
Sacajawea Is Gettin' Meager
Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime
It's Such A Long Road That We Travel
Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime
Get Up On The Chuck Wagon
If Your Feet Are Draggin'
Get Up On The Chuck Wagon
If Your Feet Are Draggin'
Get Up On The Chuck Wagon
If Your Feet Are Draggin'-Yeah!
Well They Landed On Europa
And It's Colder Than Dakota
But They Took The Bull By The Horns
For The Frozen Ocean
Foreman Has Himself The Notion
"This Ain't Nothing We Ain't Done Before!"
Sacajawea Is Gettin' Meager
Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime
It's Such A Long Road That We Travel
Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime
Sacajawea Is Gettin' Meager
Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime
It's Such A Long Road That We Travel
Nickel Dime, Nickel Dime
Oh, I Seen Him Walkin'
On Down That Road
He Got A Broken Push Cart
With A Heavy Load
Oh, Lord Have Mercy
Upon My Wicked Soul
Ah, He Looked Right At Me
With His Eyes Of Coal
It's The Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Ah, He'll Sell You Liquids
To Cure That Whooping Cough
And Fine Liniments
At A Poor Man's Cost
Ah, But When Your Time Is Up Boy
And You Feel That Chill
He Will Come Softly Knocking
To Collect His Bill
It's The Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Oh, I Seen Him Walkin'
On Down That Road
He Got A Broken White Man
With A Heavy Load
Oh, Lord Have Mercy
Upon My Foolish Soul
It Is So Cold And Dark
Behind These Eyes Of Coal
It's The Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Hoodoo Operator
Operate
Operate
Operate
Organ Grinder's Henchmen Shaking Their Coins In Time-
"Guild Of Mute Assassins Will Convene At A Quarter To Nine."
Behind The Court House Atop A Scaffold Stands A Man With A Bag For A Face,
"You Will Not Have Learned Until I Return To Give My Executioner The Chase."
The Swinging Of Its Censers, The Silence Of Its Members
Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assassins
From The Places In-Between That Are So Seldom Seen
Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assassins.
Widow In The Furrow With Thimbles Hasn't Seen Her Face In Years
Kneels Into A Puddled Reflection To Find It Is Just As She's Feared.
In The Garden The Archangel, Sword Above His Head,
"You Will Not Return Until You Have Learned What You've Forfeited."
The Swinging Of Its Censers, The Silence Of Its Members
Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assassins
From The Places In-Between That Are So Seldom Seen
Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assassins.
Baby On A Threshold With Silver. Breath Rises From Its Lips
Beam Of Yellow Light From A Doorway And The Figure Of A Silhouette.
In The Cradle A Wood Stiletto Rattles Like A Barrel Of Bones.
Another Journeyman With Passion Silently Recites The Oath.
The Swinging Of Its Censers, The Silence Of Its Members
Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assassins
From The Places In-Between That Are So Seldom Seen
Oh, The Guild Of Mute Assassins.
Oh That Appalachian Way Runs From Georgia Clear Up To Maine.
Oh That Carolina Sand Runs From Kill Devil Hills Out To Cold Greenland.
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord.
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na.
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord.
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na.
Can You Summon Fire Baby With A Simple Flint And Stone?
If You Can't Then Baby You Better Go Back To What You Know.
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord.
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na.
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord.
Na, Na, Na, Na, Na.
Who Put Me In Heavy Metal? If You Know The Answer I Don't Care.
I Have A Kick Ass Harpsichord. That's Right.
I Saw You Dancing With The Devil, I Tell Ya Kid You're Better Off
Playing Leap-Frog With A Unicorn. That's Right.
Hang On, It's A Long Road To Where We Go.
Hang On, It's A Long Road To Where We Go.
Who Put Me In Heavy Metal? If You Know The Answer I Don't Care.
I Have A Kick Ass Harpsichord.
That's Right.
I Saw You Dancing With The Devil, I Tell Ya Kid You're Better Off
Playing Leap-Frog With A Unicorn.
That's Right.
Who Put Me In Heavy Metal? If You Know The Answer I Don't Care.
I Have A Kick Ass Harpsichord.
That's Right.
I Saw You Dancing With The Devil, I Tell Ya Kid You're Better Off
Playing Leap-Frog With A Unicorn.
That's Right.
Under Dogwood Blooms
Miss Widow On Her Loom
Eating Peaches & Cream
Observer Hums A Haunting Melody
You've Got An Easy Breezy Wind At Your Back
Most Of The Time
If You Do Not Understand Very Few Do
So Don't Feel Bad
Easy Breezy Beautiful Colored World
I'm In Love With You
R-O-Y-G-B-I-V
Your Colors Are A Comedy
Woman Waiting For Dawn
After The Deer Are Gone
Dandelions Holding Dew
As Indigo Brightens To Blue
You've Got An Easy Breezy Wind At Your Back
Most Of The Time
If You Do Not Understand Very Few Do
So Don't Feel Bad
Easy Breezy Beautiful Colored World
I'm In Love With You
R-O-Y-G-B-I-V
Your Colors Are A Comedy
Well, My Senses Are Sharpened
I'm Half In The Bag
I Got A Cheshire Smile And
A Five Cent Rag.
Day Of The Jackalope
Abandon All Ye Faithful
Abandon All Ye Hope
Abandon All Ye Faithful
It's The Day Of The Jackalope
Well, I Heard About Your Problems
With Your Old Man
Well, He's A Non-Issue
As Fast As I Can
Day Of The Jackalope
Abandon All Ye People
Abandon All Ye Hope
Abandon All Ye People
It's The Day Of The Jackalope
Well, The Leaves Blow In Circles
In My Footsteps
Like The Mouth Of A River
I Have No Regrets
Day Of The Jackalope
Abandon All Ye People
Abandon All Ye Hope
Abandon All Ye People
It's The Day Of The Jackalope
To All You Lasses In Parnassus Swallowing Swords,
Shooting Out Fire At Us Heathen Hordes,
I Was Thinking Something Before I Began,
But Then You Done Cut Off Both Of My Hands.
Now I Do My Drinking From Bamboo Straws,
Constantly Kicking At Tarantulas.
What Was I Thinking, Move To Baltimore?…
Oh Yeah, The Great Outdoors!
Jump Into The Water.
Keel-Hauled On The Constellation.
Don't Sell My Belongings
Because You Know That I'll Be Back.
Remember When I Told You That I Was A Samurai?
Well, The Fact Of The Matter Is That Was A Lie.
There Were Some Other Things That I'D Rather Not Recall.
Y'all Can Blame It All On The Alcohol.
But You Ain't Got No Business Criticizing Me.
This Is My House And I'll Do As I Please.
What Was I Thinking, Move To Baltimore?…
Oh Yeah, The Great Outdoors!
Jump Into The Water.
Keel-Hauled On The Constellation.
Don't Sell My Belongings
Because You Know That I'll Be Back.
Move It On Over And Give Me A Slice.
If You're In The Market For Green Zucchini,
Farmer's Almanac Got The Largest Size.
Winnebago Woman What You Cooking?
Move It On Over And Give Me A Slice.
I'D Be A Richer Man Today If It Weren't For Physics.
If I Could Levitate I Would Sell Lots Of Tickets
And Maybe Do An Interview With Larry King
While Floating.
I'D Be A Richer Man Today If It Weren't For Physics.
If I Could Levitate I Would Sell Lots Of Tickets
Move It On Over And Give Me A Slice.
Pan-amoebic algebra, breed bizarre bacteria
What to do, oh, what to do?
Africanized killer bees, alabaster deities
Milk from spoons, sip milk from spoons
Within the ruins against the firth
The salamander has given birth
Only red horse rainbows can save us
Let them run wild and asunder
Call the royal guard to let the people in
Flaming arrows by hundreds
Pull the bog man from the peat, stand him up on both his feet
He jigs and reels, he jigs and reels
Infiltrating silver crabs, carry a most scented flag
To their front lines, to their front lines
Within the ruins against the firth
The salamander has given birth
Only red horse rainbows can save us
Let them run wild and asunder
Call the royal guard to let the people in
Flaming arrows by hundreds
And now the salamander
Run to the tower and call up the magus
If he has caused this, we'll tear out his pages
I Walk Wherever The Weather Provides
Because Everybody Needs Some Time Outside
Give Me No Lip And I Tell You No Lie.
Hands Down The Illest Ventriloquist This Side Of The Mississippi River
That's Right Operator Smoother Than Faders On An Automated Sound Board
Andretti's Never Raced Me But If He Wants To Oh I'm Ready Coordination Of The Eye And Hand Is Not My Strong Point But I Make Due With What I Have.
Pure Rock Fury The Solution Is So Clear
Calling All Humans And Able Volunteers.
I Walk Wherever The Weather Provides Because Everybody Needs Some Time Outside
I've Seen Them Boxes With Peliculas One Time Stands Out In Particular
I Saw You Dance In The Arena All In Makeup Dressed Up Like A Ballerina
I Got To Wonder What's Got Into You Or Just What You Got Into.
Pure Rock Fury The Solution Is So Clear
Calling All Humans And Able Volunteers.
Hotter Than Abba In Nevada Sun In A Real Small Car With The Windows Rolled Up
No Super Trooper Because You Pooped Your Pants And You're Screaming Oh Please Just Give Me One More Chance
Not One To Shrink From Helping Humankind Brother One Other Thing That You Might Keep In Mind
Coordination Of The Eye And Hand Is Not My Strong Point But I Make Due With What I Have.
Pure Rock Fury The Solution Is So Clear
Calling All Humans And Able Volunteers.
Won't You Open Up The Border
To Rivers Running Green?
I Have Kilo Loads Of Plastic
To Trade For Pumpkin Seeds.
I Know Folks In Wichita As Well As Santa Fe,
All Veterans Of The Trade.
Open It Up.
Open It Up.
Open It.
Living For The Trade.
The Merry Wives Of Windsor
I Swapped For Cans Of Spam
While Sipping Fine Darjeeling
With An Englishman.
I Know Folks In Liverpool As Well As In Bombay,
All Veterans Of The Trade.
Open It Up.
Open It Up.
Open It.
Living For The Trade.
In A Tent On The Caravan Road You'll Find Those Things You Thought Were Gone.
Bartered For Jasmine And Silk And Furs Of Frozen Mastodons.
I Know Folks In Wichita As Well As Bombay,
All Veterans Of The Trade.
Mistress Of Ices, Stygian Skater,
Scribing Devices, Dancing On Sabers.
So Very Relentless, Counting The Sheep.
Electrical Fences, Americans Leap.
Paramorpheus, Somnambulating,
Dream Scarabaeus In Chorus Refraining,
So Very Relentless, Counting The Sheep.
Electrical Fences, Americans Leap.
One, Two, Fisherman's Stew
Boiled On Timber And Stirred With A Broom.
Three, Four, Pour It On The Floor,
Feed All The Beasties And Cook Up Some More.
Five, Six, Mortar And Brick,
Weaker Than Iron, But Stronger Than Sticks.
Seven, Eight, Lock Up The Gate,
Nothing To Do But To Sit And To Wait.
Nine, Ten, Do It Again,
Bun In The Oven, A Wolf In The Den.
Companion Chimera, Lethean Grazer,
Pausing To Herald Mistress On Sabers.
So Very Relentless, Counting The Sheep.
Electrical Fences Americans Leap.
If Knee Deep In Catnip At The Old Ice Box,
I Recommend You Whistle And Give The Box Three Knocks.
Should You Be So Lucky To Hear Whispering,
It Is An Invitation For You To Leap In.
May You Go Marching In Three-Measure Time,
Dressed Up As Asses And Drunk To The Nines.
Swing From The Rafters Shouting Those Songs
Gone Unsung For Far Too Long.
If Boxing Your Shadow At The Wall Full Of Moss
And Antlers Approach You, Then I Am At A Loss.
May You Go Marching In Three-Measure Time
Dressed Up As Asses And Drunk To The Nines.
Swing From The Rafters Shouting Those Songs
Gone Unsung For Far Too Long.
Drink To The Dead All You Still Alive
We Shall Join Them, In Good Time.
Should You Go Crossing That Silvery Brook,
It's Best To Leap Before You Look.
Drink To The Dead All You Still Alive
We Shall Join Them, In Good Time.
Should You Go Crossing That Silvery Brook,
It's Best To Leap Before You Look.
If Surrounded By Toadstools At The Old Green Glen,
I'm Afraid There Is Little That I Can Recommend,
Save All Of Your Courage And Sincere Prayer.
And Where You Go A' Treading Take The Utmost Care.
Drink To The Dead All You Still Alive
We Shall Join Them, In Good Time.
Should You Go Crossing That Silvery Brook,
It's Best To Leap Before You Look.
Drink To The Dead All You Still Alive
We Shall Join Them, In Good Time.
Should You Go Crossing That Silvery Brook,
It's Best To Leap Before You Look.
So Tell Me, When You Took The Practice Scholastic Aptitude Test
Did You Know The Answers Or Did You Just Guess?
You Rely On Gimmicks To Amuse Your Fans
And Act All Urban To Jack-Up Your Sound-Scan.
What's The Matter With You? How Come You Rhyme Monosyllabically?
Is Atrophy Shrinking Your Entire Vocabulary?
Your Style's Like Garbage Cans Meant To Be Taken Out On A Weekly Basis.
Ever Since Your First Record You've Been In A State Of Suspended Animation.
You Look Like Snuffaluffagus And Australopithecus.
Me Cray, You Abacus.
But Enough About You, Let's Talk About Me
And How Single-Handedly I Redefined The Science Of Radio Astronomy,
Making Nobel Prize Winners Question Their Notions Of Reality.
Oh, But I Digress, You Play Sorry, I Play Chess.
King's Pawn To B3, Checkmate, Go Get Some Percasets.
Careful With That Mic, Weezy.
Do You Really Think It's That Easy?
Mmmm, This Is Really Good Ice Cream! You Want Some Of It?
Oh, My Bad I Didn't Know You Were Lactose Intolerant.
Makes You Pass Gas, Frightens All The Girls Away.
Only Friends You Keep Are Those You Pay.
Always On The Ready For The Wack Snack Attack,
I Carry Sandwiches Around In A Straight-Edge Style Jansport Backpack.
Got The Gadget Q Gave Bond. Take Control Of Your Mind And Make You Jump In A Pond,
Go "Quack Quack" And Flap Your Arms, Leave You Confused, But Completely Unharmed.
Careful With That Mic, Weezy.
Do You Really Think It's That Easy?
Do You Really Think It's True
That Up Above They Can't Hear You?
Now Both You And I Know That The Past Ten Years Have Been Rather Intense.
I'm Ashamed To Admit That I've Been Fooled By The Seductions Of Violence.
People Walking Around With Ugly Auras.
At Times I'm Even Tempted To Seek The Advice Of Dr. Laura,
But I Ignore Her.
So I Take A Deep Breath And Count To Ten,
Ain't Gonna Let It Get Under My Skin.
Take A Deep Breath And Count To Ten.
Think Of All The Nice Places That I Been
Like Back When I Was Waging Peace Against The Visigoths,
I Was Tutored In The Ancient Mysteries By A Wizened Philosoph,
Learned The Polyrhythm Of Celestial Time,
And Wait For The One To Come And Get It Done To Finish The Rhyme.
Careful With That Mic, Weezy.
Do You Really Think It's That Easy?
Do You Really Think It's True
That Up Above They Can't Hear You?
Hey Hey Now, What's That Smell?
Just Like Cornbread Done Too Well.
What You Need You Know I Got.
So Hands Up, Who Wants To Rock?
[Instrumental]
A kaleidoscope program
Is functioning so beautifully
Fire up all the primary engines
Calculate projected nexus
Take a good plane and shave off all the edges
Not straight enough to make a perfect structure
Indigenous life must be in agreement
Like one meaning some and zero meaning nothing
Continue stretching the edge of rondure
While maintaining geodesic stasis
Anomaly detected
No previous known cases
Take a good plane and shave off all the edges
Not straight enough to make a perfect structure
Indigenous life must be in agreement
Like one meaning some and zero meaning nothing
Colossal liquid insect
With legs the size of rockets
Analyze its orgone levels
Switch view to kaleidoscopic
Take a good plane and shave off all the edges
Not straight enough to make a perfect structure
Indigenous life must be in agreement
[Instrumental]
[Instrumental]
Sun Eyed Dandelion,
Seen You Garden Gnomes Gone Pass By?
Small One Wear A Pointy Red Hat.
The Big One He Just That He Real Fat.
If You See Them Please Tell Them Without Delay,
"You Taked My Saffron Now You Got To Pay!"
Sunned Dandelion,
You Say They Got An Airtight Alibi?
Then how'd They Get Themselves Them Diamond Rings?
You Know Well No Gnomes Don't Make. The Good Money.
If You See Them Please Tell Them Without Delay,
"You Taked My Saffron, Now You Got To Pay."
Sun Eyed, What Now Hey Hey Hey Your Hair Is Turning Gray.
Is There Something That You Need To Say?
Suspect, You're Looking Through And Through.
I'D Take To The Wind If I Was You.
Good Bye Saffron, Know That You Did Good By Me.
'Till Wicked Weeded Wild In My Garden.
Norman The Mormon Hears The Doorbell Ring.
But Inside They're Not Answering.
Peering Through The Window, To His Surprise,
The Door Flies Open, "Come Inside!"
"I Am Jason The Freemason, What You're Selling I Do Not Need.
Mr. Patrick, Orthodox Catholic, Is More Likely In Your League."
At That Very Moment Mr. Softee Rings His Bells,
Ding-A-Ling Ding-A-Ling.
Quickly Thereafter, Choco-Taco Delight
While Reclining On His Brand New Mountain Bike.
Now Watch You Most Closely, For Here The Plot Does Twist.
Enter Simon, The Super Scientologist.
"I'm Opining Sailing Simon. Is You Stupid Or Is You Just High?
Mother Hubbard Got Me Covered Like Sarah Lee On Her Cherry Pie."
Norman Says To Simon, "Hey, If There Are Really Aliens,
I Would Think That L. Ron Hubbard Would Have To Be One Of Them."
"Oh My Lord! Oh My Lord! Oh My Oh My!"
[Harmonica Solo]
The Pie Man Passes By On His Way To The Fair (And He Says)
"Reason, Won't You Put Your Blue Dress On?
Reason, Won't You Put Your Blue Jeans On?"
At That Very Moment Mr. Softee Rings His Bells.
So Before Simon Could Bring His Crushing Blow,
Norman Raises His Hands, "Oh No, Oh No!"
Simon Says, "Hey, We Ain't Even Finished This!"
Norman Says, "Yes We Have. Here Come Them Witnesses."
"Reason, Won't You Put Your Blue Dress On?
Reason, Won't You Put Your Blue Dress On?"
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
Standing waist high in snow, what brought me here I do not know.
Sky is filled with starry scenes of heroes in their greatest deeds.
Satellites move across the sky, and every year they multiply.
Father bear is sound asleep and will be so for several weeks.
Across the plain I see a figure every instant growing bigger.
Instinct tells me to run away, while faith proposes that I wave.
He approaches to a rod. I whisper up a prayer to Gd.
The stranger asks me with a grin, "Do you have the time my friend?"
Himalaya is my old time stomping ground (oh yes, time is of the essence).
Manitoba, better snows I've never found (oh yes, time is of the essence).
The author looms above his page and thinks it strange that at his age
he can not find the proper words to describe his only world.
One would think that in a life where no two snowflakes are alike
one would have a brilliant rhyme for each and every bit of time.
Himalaya is my old time stomping ground (oh yes, time is of the essence).
I'll Keep Pulling On The Towpath.
You Keep Floating On The River.
Yeah, Until The Day Is Done.
Keep On Keeping On The Low Road,
Chesapeake And Ohio.
Because On The Higher Ground You Will Find
Elephant Riders To The Northwest Bring News From Father.
Looking Like It's Always Closing,
The Salty Dog Is Always Open.
Here, I Got An I.O.U.
Clickity Clack Clack, Clickity Clack Clack,
Baltimore And Ohio,
Clickity Clack Clack, Clickity Clack Clack,
Roll On, Roll On.
On Our Way To Washington Where Work Is Done By Men With Gavels,
I Heard A Sound That Just About Removed Me From My Filly's Saddle.
Just Outside Of Antietam, Where Once There Was A Mighty Battle,
I Heard The Rhythm Of The Hammers Beating The Rail Lines Together.
Elephant Riders To The Northwest Bring News From Father.
Don't Be Eating All The Hard Tack.
Between We Two There's Half A Small Sack.
Still, We Got Miles To.
Giddy Up Pony, Giddy Up Pony,
Camptown Race Is Five Miles Long.
Giddy Up Pony, Giddy Up Pony,
Ride On, Ride On.
On Our Way To Washington Where Work Is Done By Men With Gavels,
I Heard A Sound That Just About Removed Me From My Filly's Saddle.
Just Outside Of Antietam, Where Once There Was A Mighty Battle,
I Heard The Rhythm Of The Hammers Beating The Rail Lines Together.
Elephant Riders To The Northwest Bring News From Father.
Elephant Riders To The Northwest Bring News Of Battle.
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
When I talk talk on the C.B. yeah I scare men.
My my tire knockers rock the parking lot quite a lot yeah.
Rolled along 40 and roared down 10,
Released my cargo around the Big Bend.
I always take my time,
A maverick moonminer sipping sunshine.
Hauled ass to Memphis, I spoke to the Pharoah.
He told me his dreams, I counted the sparrows.
Steve McQueen's got nothing on me,
I take you back west of Pleiades.
If you want someone to talk to,
Well I'm your man.
I've seen it all,
And I know where you live.
High time honey, hell yeah, watcha know, I'm back again, yeah.
Roll Roll down highways with a vengeance, yeah.
I never ever sweated for the fortune and fame game.
Nevertheless, I'm flying down the left lane.
I always pay my dues,
So sit your ass down, and I'll show you how they used to.
If you want someone to talk to,
Well I'm your man.
I've seen it all,
And I know where you live.
A preacher, a trucker, a highroller,
A holy roller preacher rolling trucker.
A preacher, a trucker, a highroller,
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
Tin shacks and catfish bones have been about all I've ever known.
The junebugs rattle and roll all around the old maypole.
Thunder and lightning, the catfish are biting.
I took a river boat downstream. I think you know what I mean.
The chicken hawks they are gathering. Above my head they are circling.
Old friends coming out visiting say hi and talk about collecting.
Stray dogs won't come near me. Was blind, now I see clearly.
Believe I'm fixing to die. When you're living in the country it's, "why, oh
why?"
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home. Oh. Oh. Oh.
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home. Oh. Oh. Oh.
Look over yonder there on the farther shore, on the farther shore.
Look over yonder there. I see a ship of gold, I see a ship of gold.
Beyond that mountain there I see a Citty-on-a-Hille.
Its gates are open wide. I hear the ringing bells.
Look over yonder there on toward the burying ground.
Poor boy is all a fire. Poor boy is dead and gone. Oh, poor boy is dead and
gone.
One of these days the Ship of Gold will carry me to my reward.
Out of this world it will take me to hear the horns of Jubilee.
Pig fat and old pork rinds ain't enough to keep a man alive.
The bullfrog sleeps all day. Come night he has his say.
Believe I'm fixing to die. Believe I'll take my rest.
Believe I'm fixing to die. Believe I'll take my rest.
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home. Oh. Oh. Oh.
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
In the north they call us Rebels,
In the south they call us Yankees,
Because every other sucker's born to do the hokey pokey
With the skillet lickin' time keepers,
The grinning reapers
Of a missionary rock star.
You can rock it like Sir Sisyphus,
But even in it's genesis
It's really quite ridiculous,
'Lectric hobo, so now you know
Not to clock the Weeble Wobble hot rod gang,
Revelator big bang.
You can't hang with the heavinesses hung
Among the houses of the rising tongue.
No fun to crack the axle,
But it's got to be done
Because whenever you wobble the weebles
You know that they get ticked off.
And in the season of boll-weevil speaking evil in your ear,
And a pile of manure fertilizing all your fears,
We yabbadabbadoo all the way to Shangri-la.
Here it is with the rock and roll outlaw.
Where rock is criminal, criminals rock.
Where rock is criminal, the criminals, they rock
Where rock is criminal, criminals rock. . . like this!
Hee haw, hee haw, hee haw, hee haw,
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
Went to the five and dime, bought myself a copy of Time,
and on the cover was a woman that I knew when I was excavating in the
mountains of Peru.
I caught a plane to L.I.A.. I didn't know what I would say.
Maybe she would like me I had lost a lot of weight since she had last seen me
in 1988.
Went to a local bar and ordered a cerveza,
asked a man about the woman on the cover,
dijo, "Claro que sí, es el presidente's daughter."
Asked him where she might be. He said, "You did not hear this from me.
The girl is a terrorista en las montanas a Chuquibambilla."
Took a bus through mountains. Oh my head was pounding.
Got to stay strong and carry on. Got to stay strong it won't be long.
Arrived in the villa surrounded by guerillas. Then my girl took me in her
arms.
She said, "How have you been? Oh, but I'll see you again."
I woke up in a coffin underneath an altar to the east of Machu Pichu.
Crawled from the royal tomb. The sun was bright it burned my eyes.
I knew that she was gone so I went down to the riverside and I cried cried
cried.
Down to the riverside and I cried cried cried.
Muchas veces I don't know if I'm coming or I'm going.
Muchas veces I'm at a loss as what to do.
Muchas veces I don't know if I'm coming or I'm going.
Muchas veces I'm at a loss as what to do.
My friend said, "She's nothing but pain."
I said, "I still love her the same. All she needs is a little bit of love and
I'm sure I can make her change some."
"What about that girl in Zaire that you met while a volunteer?
She got quite the education and quite the pair of legs on her."
"Oh, she married an Englishman, a correspondent for CNN.
She thought he was rather handsome in a U.N. blue flak jacket.
Oh, I see where you're coming from, but for me there is no other one.
I must be on my merry way."
Went to the five and dime, bought myself a copy of Time,
and on the cover was a woman that I knew claiming she was a kahuna on Oahu.
Caught a plane to H.I.A. The sun was bright it burned my eyes.
I knew that she was near because I felt shivers on my spine. I felt fine,
fine, fine.
(Fallon, Gaster, Maines, Sult)
Won't you come over and stay for a while.
Take a seat, have a drink, we'd have a nice time.
Turn on the TV. I believe it's prime time.
I'll make you chicken cacciatore in five.
There's a woman down at 342 who can't keep the stains on her kitchen floor
clean.
And there's a man who's been knocking on his own door for three years, or has
it been four?
I don't want to spend the winter in this house all alone.
Those neighbors of mine keep coming over and playing with my mind.
I would like to love you. I sure would treat you right,
We could take the trash out every Thursday night.
Here in my neighborhood there is the strangest thing -
green buckets every Friday at every driveway.
They're filled with glasses, plastics and newspapers too.
They say they recycle and bring them back to you.
I would like to love you I sure would treat you right,
We could take the trash out every Thursday night.
We could be a family, consume many goods.
We could be the pillars of the neighborhood.
Ah babe, I'm a real hard worker. With the proper tools.
I'll make you anything you yearn for.
The barbarians are at the gate, come in before it's too late.
I have food enough to last the two of us about a year.
One thousand cans of chowder and one thousand cans of beer.
I love my neighbors like I love my own brothers,
but every year they are getting odder and odder.
I would like to love you. I sure would treat you right,
We could take the trash out every Thursday night.
We could be a family, consume many goods.
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