on a small Missouri farm back when the west was young two boys learned to rope and ride and be handy with a gun
war broke out between the states and they joined up with Quantrill and it was over in Clay county that Frank and Jesse finally learned to kill
keep on riding, riding, riding Frank and Jesse James keep on riding, riding, riding 'til you clear your names keep on riding, riding, riding across the rivers and the range keep on riding, riding, riding Frank and Jesse James
after Appomattox they were on the loosing side so no amnesty was granted and as outlaws they did ride they rode against the railroads and they rode against the banks and they rode against the governor never did they ask for a word of thanks
keep on riding, riding, riding Frank and Jesse James keep on riding, riding, riding 'til you clear your names keep on riding, riding, riding across the prairies and the plains keep on riding, riding, riding Frank and Jesse James
Robert Ford, a gunman did exchange for his parole took the life of James the outlaw which he snuck up on and stole no one knows just where they came to be misunderstood but the poor Missouri farmers knew Frank and Jesse do the best they could
keep on riding, riding, riding Frank and Jesse James keep on riding, riding, riding 'til you clear your names keep on riding, riding, riding across the rivers and the range keep on riding, riding, riding Frank and Jesse James
well, Frank and Jesse James keep on riding, riding, riding 'til you clear your names keep on riding, riding, riding across the prairies and the plains keep on riding, riding, riding Frank and Jesse James
@SONG: Mama Couldn't Be Persuaded
gambler ambled down a country lane looking for a game of chance she was twenty-one or two and she knew what she wanted and she wanted that gamblin' man
her parents warned her, tried to reason with her she was determined that she wanted Bill they'd all be offended at the mention still if they heard this song, which I doubt they will
and my Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with their daughter don't marry that gamblin' man Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with their daughter don't marry that gamblin' man Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with her no, no nevertheless I said my Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with her daughter, don't marry that gamblin' man
gambler tried to be a family man though it didn't suit his style he thought he had him a winning combination so he took us where the stakes were high her parents warned her, tried to reason with her never kept their disappointment hid they all went to pieces when the bad luck hit stuck in the middle, I was the kid
and my Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with their daughter don't marry that gamblin' man Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with their daughter don't marry that gamblin' man Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with her no, no, nevertheless my Mama couldn't be persuaded when my Granny pleaded with her not to marry that gamblin' man
I said my Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with their daughter don't marry that gamblin' man Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with their daughter don't marry that gamblin' man Mama couldn't be persuaded when they pleaded with their daughter don't marry that gamblin' man
@SONG: Backs Turned Looking Down The Path
I was caught between the years nearly cost me all my tears with my back turned, looking down the path hit me like a ton of bricks had to have my outlook fixed with my back turned, looking down the path
people always ask me why what's the matter with me nothing matters when I'm with my baby with my back turned, looking down the path
we'll go walkin' hand in hand laughin' fit to beat the band with our backs turned, looking down the path
people always ask me why what's the matter with me nothing matters when I'm with my baby with my back turned, looking down the path
some may have, and some may not God, I'm thankful for what I got with my back turned, looking down the path ...
@SONG: Hasten Down The Wind
she tells him she thinks she needs to be free he tells her he doesn't understand she takes his hand she tells him nothing's working out the way they planned
she's so many women he can't find the one who was his friend so he's hanging on to half her heart he can't have the restless part so he tells her to hasten down the wind
then he agrees he thinks she needs to be free then she says she'd rather be with him but it's just a whim by which she hopes to keep him on the limb
she's so many women he can't find the one who was his friend so he's hanging on to half her heart he can't have the restless part so he tells her to hasten down the wind
@SONG: Poor Poor Pitiful Me
I'd lay my head on the railroad tracks and wait for the Double E but the railroad don't run no more poor, poor pitiful me
poor, poor pitiful me poor, poor pitiful me these young girls won't let me be Lord have mercy on me, woe is me
well, I met a girl in West Hollywood I ain't naming names she really worked me over good she was just like Jesse James
she really worked me over good she was a credit to her gender she put me through some changes, Lord sort of like a Waring blender
poor, poor pitiful me poor, poor pitiful me these young girls won't let me be Lord have mercy on me, woe is me
well, I met a girl at the Rainbow bar she asked me if I'd beat her she took me back to the Hyatt House I don't want to talk about it
poor, poor pitiful me poor, poor pitiful me, ha never mind poor, poor pitiful me
@SONG: The French Inhaler
how're you going to make your way in the world when you weren't cut out for working when your fingers are slender and frail how're you going to get around in this sleazy bedroom town if you don't put yourself up for sale
where will you go with your scarves and your miracles who's gonna know who you are drugs and wine and flattering light you must try it again till you get it right maybe you'll end up with someone different every night
all these people with no home to go home to they'd all like to spend the night with you maybe I would, too
but tell me how're you going to make your way in the world, woman when you weren't cut out for working and you just can't concentrate and you always show up late
you said you were an actress yes, I believe you are I thought you'd be a star so I drank up all the money yes, I drank up all the money with these phonies in this Hollywood bar these friends of mine in this Hollywood bar
loneliness and frustration we both came down with an acute case and when the lights came up at two I caught a glimpse of you and your face looked like something death brought with him in his suitcase
your pretty face it looked so wasted another pretty face devastated the french inhaler he stamped and mailed her so long, Norman she said, so long, Norman
@SONG: Mohammed's Radio
everybody's restless and they've got no place to go someone's always trying to tell them something they already know so their anger and resentment flow
but don't it make you want to rock and roll all night long, Mohammed's Radio I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful on the radio, Mohammed's Radio
you know, the Sheriff's got his problems too he will surely take them out on you in walked the village idiot and his face was all aglow he's been up all night listening to Mohammed's Radio
don't it make you want to rock and roll all night long, Mohammed's Radio I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful on the radio, Mohammed's Radio
everybody's desperate trying to make ends meet work all day, still can't pay the price of gasoline and meat alas, their lives are incomplete
don't it make you want to rock and roll all night long, Mohammed's Radio I heard somebody singing sweet and soulful on the radio, Mohammed's Radio
you've been up all night listening for his drum hoping that the righteous might just might just might just come I heard the General whisper to his aide-de-camp be watchful for Mohammed's lamp
don't it make you want to rock and roll all night long Mohammed's Radio
@SONG: I'll Sleep When I'm Dead
so much to do, there's plenty on the farm I'll sleep when I'm dead Saturday night I like to raise a little harm I'll sleep when I'm dead
I'm drinking heartbreak motor oil and Bombay gin I'll sleep when I'm dead straight from the bottle, twisted again I'll sleep when I'm dead, all right
well, I take this medicine as prescribed I'll sleep when I'm dead it don't matter if I get a little tired I'll sleep when I'm dead
I've got a .38 special up on the shelf I'll sleep when I'm dead if I start acting stupid I'll shoot myself and I'll sleep when I'm dead
so much to do, there's plenty on the farm I'll sleep when I'm dead Saturday night I like to raise a little harm I'll sleep when I'm dead, all right
@SONG: Carmelita
I hear Mariachi static on my radio and the tubes they glow in the dark and I'm there with her in Ensenada and I'm here in Echo Park
Carmelita hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down and I'm all strung out on heroin on the outskirts of town
well, I'm sittin' here playing solitaire with my pearl-handled deck the county won't give me no more methadone and they cut off your welfare check
Carmelita hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down and I'm all strung out on heroin on the outskirts of town
well, I pawned my Smith Corona and I went to meet my man he hangs out down on Alvarado Street by the Pioneer chicken stand
Carmelita hold me tighter I think I'm sinking down and I'm all strung out on heroin on the outskirts of town
@SONG: Join Me In L.A
well, they say this place is evil that ain't why I stay 'cause I found something that will never be nothing and I found it in L.A
it was midnight in Topanga I heard the DJ say there's a full moon rising join me in L.A
wake up, wake up
I was at the Tropicana on a dark and sultry day had to call someone long distance I said, join me in L.A join me in L. A.
@SONG: Desperados Under The Eaves
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel I was staring in my empty coffee cup I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin' all the salty margaritas in Los Angeles I'm gonna drink 'em up
and if California slides into the ocean like the mystics and statistics say it will I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill
don't the sun look angry through the trees don't the trees look like crucified thieves don't you feel like desperados under the eaves heaven help the one who leaves
still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands and I'm trying to find a girl who understands me but except in dreams you're never really free don't the sun look angry at me
I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel I was listening to the air conditioner hum it went mmmmmm ...
@SONG: I Was In The House When The House Burned Down
I had the shit till it all got smoked I kept the promise till the vow got broke I had to drink from the lovin' cup I stood on the banks till the river rose up I saw the bride in her wedding gown I was in the house when the house burned down
I may be old and I may be bent but I had the money till it all got spent I had the money till they made me pay then I had the sense to be on my way I had to stay in the underground I was in the house when the house burned down
I was in the house when the house burned down I met the man with the thorny crown I helped Him carry his cross through town I was in the house when the house burned down
I was in the house when the house burned down I met the man with the thorny crown I helped Him carry his cross through town I was in the house when the house burned down
I had the shit till it all got smoked I kept the promise till the vow got broke I had to drink from the lovin' cup I stood on the banks till the river rose up I saw the bride in her wedding gown I was in the house when the house burned down
@SONG: Life'll Kill Ya
you've got an invalid haircut it hurts when you smile you'd better get out of town before your nickname expires it's the kingdom of the spiders it's the empire of the ants you need a permit to walk around downtown you need a license to dance
life'll kill ya, that's what I said life'll kill ya and then you'll be dead life'll find ya wherever you go requiescat in pace that's all she wrote
from the President of the United States to the lowliest rock and roll star the doctor is in and he'll see you now he don't care who you are some get the awful, awful diseases some get the knife, some get the gun some get to die in their sleep at the age of a hundred and one
life'll kill ya, that's what I said life'll kill ya, then you'll be dead life'll find ya wherever you go requiescat in pace that's all she wrote
maybe you'll go to heaven see Uncle Al and Uncle Lou maybe you'll be reincarnated maybe that stuff's true maybe if you were good you'll come back as someone nice and maybe if you were bad you'll have to pay the price
life'll kill ya, that's what I said life'll kill ya, then you'll be dead life'll find ya wherever you go requiescat in pace that's all she wrote
@SONG: Porcelain Monkey
he was an accident waiting to happen most accidents happen at home maybe he should've gone out more often maybe he should've answered the phone
hip-shakin' shoutin' in gold lame' that's how he earned his regal sobriquet then he threw it all away for a porcelain monkey
he threw it away for a porcelain monkey gave it all up for a figurine he traded it in for a night in Las Vegas and his face on velveteen
from a shotgun shack singing Pentecostal hymns through the wrought iron gates to the TV room he had a little world, it was smaller than your hand it's a rockabilly ride from the glitter to the gloom
left behind by the latest trends eating fried chicken with his regicidal friends that's how the story ends with a porcelain monkey
he threw it away for a porcelain monkey gave it all up for a figurine he traded it in for a night in Las Vegas and his face on velveteen
porcelain monkey
hip-shakin' shoutin' in gold lame' that's how he earned his regal sobriquet then he threw it all away for a porcelain monkey
he threw it away for a porcelain monkey gave it all up for a figurine he traded it in for a night in Las Vegas and his face on velveteen
porcelain monkey ...
@SONG: For My Next Trick I'll Need A Volunteer
I can saw a woman in two but you won't want to look in the box when I do I can make love disappear for my next trick I'll need a volunteer
I can pull a rabbit out of a hat I can pull it out but I can't put it back I can make love disappear for my next trick I'll need a volunteer step right up for my next trick I'll need a volunteer ...
it's lonely up here when the tricks have been played and the spotlights have faded and the plans that we made have fallen apart it's lonely as hell and there's no magic spell for a broken heart
you can put me in chains and I will escape better not wait up 'cause I might be late I can make love all disappear for my next trick I'll need a volunteer
it's lonely up here when the tricks have been played and the spotlights have faded and the plans that we made have fallen apart it's lonely as hell and there's no magic spell for a broken heart
I can saw a woman in two but you won't want to look in the box when I do I can make love disappear for my next trick I'll need a volunteer step right up for my next trick I'll need a volunteer ...
@SONG: I'll Slow You Down
you know I hate it when you stick your hand inside my head and switch all my priorities around why don't you go pick on someone your own size instead go on without me, I'll just slow you down go on without me, I'll just slow you down
you always say you know me somehow I don't think you do maybe you should buy another vowel you're jumping to conclusions so I can't keep up with you go on without me, I'll just slow you down
I'll just hold you up when I fall behind I'll just throw your schedule off so you get going if you're so inclined
you know I hate it when you stick your hand inside my head and switch all my priorities around you think you're pretty tricky but you're simply overbred go on without me, I'll just slow you down go on ...
@SONG: Hostage-O
I can see me bound and gagged dragged behind the clownmobile you can treat me like a dog if you make me feel what others feel you can train me, you can drain me if you make me lose control
I will be your prisoner I will be your hostage-o I will be your prisoner I will be your hostage-o
all you have to do is ask I'll be happy to say yes I'll put on the creepy mask if you'll grant me some forgetfulness you can strain me, you can maim me you can chain me to the floor
I will be your prisoner I will be your hostage-o I will be your prisoner I will be your hostage-o
and this loneliness unbearable and it all goes by so slow I will stand in line for the sacrifice for the shamefaced love of the ugly vice I will pay the price to see how far you'll go
let me be your prisoner let me be your hostage-o
I can see me bound and gagged dragged behind the clownmobile you can treat me like a dog if you make me feel what others feel you can sprain me, you can blame me if you make me lose control
I will be your prisoner I will be your hostage-o I will be your prisoner I will be your hostage-o
@SONG: Dirty Little Religion
I like to think I've earned my reputation for rushing in where angels fear to tread I'll take you home to meet the congregation we'll all get together in my tent
I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' I'll make a dirty little convert out of you I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' I'll make a dirty little convert out of you
they treat you like a red-headed stepchild and try to keep you nailed to the floor join us for the countdown to the rapture we never turned a sinner from our door
I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' I'll make a dirty little convert out of you I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' it's a dirty little religion, hallelujah
dirty little acolyte, dirty little one learn the fundamentals of desire can I get a witness to my testament can I get an amen from the choir
dirty little religion ...
I like to think I've earned my reputation for trying to take the bull by the horns I'll show you where I get my inspiration where we plow and where we plant the corn
I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' I'll make a dirty little convert out of you I make a dirty little religion out of lovin' it's a dirty little religion, hallelujah
dirty little acolyte, dirty little one you'll learn the fundamentals of desire can I get a witness to my testament can I get an amen from the choir
@SONG: Back In The Highlife Again (Steve Winwood, Will Jennings)
it used to seem to me that my life ran on too fast and I had to take it slowly just to make the good parts last but when you're born to run it's so hard to just slow down so don't be surprised to see me back in that bright part of town
I'll be back in the high life again all the doors I closed one time will open up again I'll be back in the high life again all the eyes that watched me once will smile and take me in and I'll drink and dance with one hand free let the world back into me and oh I'll be a sight to see back in the high life again
you used to be the best to make life be life to me and I hope that you're still out there and you're like you used to be we'll have ourselves a time and we'll dance 'til the morning sun and we'll let the good times comes in and we won't stop 'till we're done
we'll be back in the high life again all the doors I closed one time will open up again we'll be back in the high life again all the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in and we'll drink and dance with one hand free and have the world so easily and oh we'll be a sight to see back in the high life again
we'll be back in the high life again all the doors I closed one time will open up again we'll be back in the high life again all the eyes that watched us once will smile and take us in back in high life
@SONG: My Shit's Fucked Up
well, I went to the doctor I said, I'm feeling kind of rough let me break it to you, son your shit's fucked up I said, my shit's fucked up well, I don't see how he said, the shit that used to work it won't work now
I had a dream ah, shucks, oh, well now it's all fucked up it's shot up to hell
yeah, yeah, my shit's fucked up it has to happen to the best of us the rich folks suffer like the rest of us it'll happen to you
that amazing grace sort of passed you by you wake up every day and you start to cry you want to die but you just can't quit let me break it on down it's the fucked up shit
yeah, the shit's fucked up fucked up
@SONG: Fistful Of Rain
you can dream the American Dream but you sleep with the lights on and wake up with a scream you can hope against hope that nothing will change grab a hold of that fistful of rain
grab a hold ... grab a hold of that fistful of rain
when your grasp has exceeded your reach and you put all your faith in a figure of speech you've heard all the answers but the questions remain grab a hold of that fistful of rain
grab a hold ... grab a hold of that fistful of rain
and when diamonds turn back into coal grab a hold, children, grab a hold when the mountains crumble and you're ready to rumble and roll like a runaway train
and when diamonds turn back into coal grab a hold, children, grab a hold when the mountains crumble and you're ready to rumble and roll like a runaway train
in a heart there are windows and doors you can let the light in you can feel the wind blow when there's nothing to lose and nothing to gain grab a hold of that fistful of rain
grab a hold ... grab a hold of that fistful of rain
@SONG: Ourselves To Know
we left Constantinople in a thousand ninety-nine to restore the one true cross was in this heart of mine to bring it to Jerusalem and then sail home to Rhodes we took that holy ride ourselves to know we took that holy ride ourselves to know
everyone got famous, everyone got rich everyone went off the rails and ended in the ditch but we had to take that long, hard road to see where it would go yeah we took that holy ride ourselves to know we took that holy ride ourselves to know
now if you make a pilgrimage I hope you find your grail be loyal to the ones you leave with even if you fail be chivalrous to strangers you meet along the road as you take that holy ride yourselves to know you take that holy ride yourselves to know
@SONG: Don't Let Us Get Sick
don't let us get sick don't let us get old don't let us get stupid, all right just make us be brave and make us play nice and let us be together tonight
the sky was on fire when I walked to the mill to take up the slack in the line I thought of my friends and the troubles they've had to keep me from thinking of mine
don't let us get sick don't let us get old don't let us get stupid, all right just make us be brave and make us play nice and let us be together tonight
the moon has a face and it smiles on the lake and causes the ripples in time I'm lucky to be here with someone I like who maketh my spirit to shine
don't let us get sick don't let us get old don't let us get stupid, all right just make us be brave and make us play nice and let us be together tonight
I am wanted dead or alive I'm wanted everywhere, I've got to survive they say I am a violent man only trying to do the best I can dig it
I am wanted dead or alive fifteen states I've got to survive I am wanted dead or alive I'm a new kind of man I've got to survive
hey, uh, running a long way
I am wanted dead or alive I'm wanted everywhere, I've got to survive now all I'm trying to do is find a peaceful place but they say I have an outlaw face
my lord, I have an outlaw's face I have an outlaw's face they say I have an outlaw's face my, my, yes I have an outlaw's face I have an outlaw's face I have an outlaw's face
@SONG: Hitchhikin' Woman
if you's a hitchhikin' woman you can thumb a ride with me, yeah if you's a hitchhikin' woman you can thumb a ride with me, yes, yes, yeah
I just had my crankcase greased, mama my natural motor won't give out on me hey, come on baby
I'm gonna ride you slow and easy any way to make it last yeah I'm gonna ride you slow and easy any way to make it last, yeah
oh, when the riding gets good, mama I'll have to shake my head, yes, yes hey, hey play the blues, boys
@SONG: She Quit Me
it wasn't the queen of diamonds that I drew first instead I got the ace of spades reversed she quit me she up and quit me, man, yeah she quit me she up and she quit me
it wasn't because I didn't treat her right, no when dawn had drawn the curtains of the night she quit me she up and she quit me, man she quit me she up and quit me, yeah
it wasn't because I didn't treat her kind I wonder who put leaving all on her mind she quit me she up and she quit me, man, yes she did she quit me she up and quit me, yeah
it wasn't because I couldn't satisfy, no now where'd she get the nerve to say goodbye oh, she quit me she up and quit me, man, oh yeah she quit me she up and quit me, yeah
@SONG: Calcutta
my baby's sweeter Lord, she's sweeter than apple butter my baby's sweeter you know, she's sweeter than apple butter she's lonely tonight I just brought her over from Calcutta
@SONG: Iko-Iko
now, your grandma's and my grandma's sittin' by the fire my grandma told your grandma I'm gonna set your flag on fire
hey, now (hey now) hey now, (hey now) iko-iko an dey (yeah) chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney chakko mo fi-nah-ney
now, your flag boy and my flag boy was sittin' by the fire my flag boy told your flag boy I'm gonna set your flag on fire
hey, now (hey now) hey now, (hey now) iko-iko an dey (yeah) chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney chakko mo fi-nah-ney
now, look at my king all dressed in red iko-Iko an-dey I betcha' five dollars he'll kill ya dead chakko mo fi-nah-ney
hey, now (hey now) hey now, (hey now) iko-iko an dey (hey) chakko mo fino, ah-nah-ney chakko mo fi-nah-ney
@SONg: Traveling In The Lightning
I was born down in Corpus Christi with a dram glass in my hand when I was just 15, I got a job playing rhythm with a Nashville Shaketown band I've been playing the blues so long I've been paying my dues so long I've been travelin' in the lightning travelin' in the lightning travelin' in the wind and the rain I've been tryin' and tryin' to find the right place again, yeah
now the last time I saw my sweet old mama her eyesight was looking dim and the last I saw of my dear old daddy his horse was aridin' him, yes he was they've been singing the blues so long they've been singing such a sad, sad song they've been travelin' in the lightning travelin' in the lightning travelin' in the wind and rain they've been tryin' and tryin' to find the right place again, yeah
I've been traveling in the lightning ...
I've been traveling in the lightning traveling in the lightning traveling in the wind and the rain I've been tryin' and tryin' to find the right place again, yeah
@SONG: Tule's Blues
oh Tule, it's on account of you that I've been weeping here behind my hand it's lonesome in my heart's land, as the sands of the desert
oh, tell me, why was it always you who through the changes you, who always sang and played while the green vespers rang in the heart of the hillside
it's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other you and me, sweet and slightly out of key like the sound of a running down calliope
oh Tule, it's once I was your knight in golden armor with the sun behind my hair my music filled the air with symbols and lightning
oh Tule, now can't you see I'm changing like the seasons my hair is growing dark and there's no room left in the ark for a lark with a broken wing
it's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other and a child's voice, so tender and out of tune keeps a'praying I'll be singing home soon
oh Tule, it's on account of you that I'll be leaving 'cross the deep salt sea whatever wild worlds I may see, will be empty without you
it's a sad song we always seem to be singing to each other and a child's voice, so tender and out of tune keeps a'praying I'll be singing home soon
@SONG: A Bullet For Ramona
oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma she ain't gonna cheat on me two years I've been searchin' for her two years she's been free
well, I found her in a dance hall in Laredo and she told me that she wanted only me and I held her in my arms the way I used to but when morning came she begged me to set her free
oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma she ain't gonna cheat on me two years I've been searchin' for her two years she's been free
well, I tried and tried to ride away and leave her with my head hung low, teardrops filled my eye I rode back to town and found her with a drifter and I knew right then Ramona had to die
oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma she ain't gonna cheat on me two years I've been searchin' for her two years she's been free
well, I'm writing you this letter from Laredo and tonight I'll ride across the Rio Grande if I never live to see another sunrise you know I loved her Ma, I hope you understand
oh, today I shot Ramona, Ma she ain't gonna cheat on me two years, I've been searchin' for her two years, she's been free
1. Bad Luck Streak In Dancing School 2. A Certain Girl 3. Jungle Work 4. Empty-Handed Heart 5. Play It All Night Long 6. Jeannie Needs A Shooter 7. Bill Lee 8. Gorilla, You're A Desperado 9. Bed Of Coals 10. Wild Age
@SONG: Bad Luck Streak In Dancing School
bad luck streak in dancing school down on my knees in pain bad luck streak in dancing school swear to God I'll change
swear to God I'll change swear to God I'll change swear to God I'll change Pauline, don't make me beg
bad luck streak in dancing school down on my knees in pain I've been acting like a fool Pauline I swear I'll change
down on my knees in pain ...
bad luck streak in dancing school down on my knees in pain I've been breaking all the rules swear to God I'll change
swear to God I'll change ...
down on my knees in pain ...
@SONG: A Certain Girl
well, there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time what's her name, I can't tell you, aah I can't reveal her name until she's mine what's her name, I can't tell you, aah I've tried to make her time and time again still we're introduced as nothing but friends and there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time what's her name, I can't tell you, aah
there's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I met her what's her name, I can't tell you, aah I can't reveal her name until I get her what's her name, I can't tell you, aah someday I'm gonna wake up and say I'll do anything just to be your slave and there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time what's her name, I can't tell you, aah
there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time what's her name, I can't tell you, aah I can't reveal her name until she's mine what's her name, I can't tell you, aah I've tried to make her time and time again still we're introduced as nothing but friends and there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time what's her name, I can't tell you, aah
what's her name, I can't tell you ...
@SONG: Jungle Work
lear jet S.W.A.T team on a midnight run with the M16 and the Ingram gun we parachute in, we parachute out death from above, we're screaming now
where the pay is good and the risk is high it's understood we'll do or die sten gun in hand where the gun is law from Ovamboland to Nicaragua
strength and muscle and jungle work ...
three young men in a Russian truck with a little M-10 sent 'em running to the huts these few young men, the few who dare to battle in hell, Le Mercenaire
strength and muscle and jungle work ...
@SONG: Empty-Handed Heart
all these empty places I try so hard to fill will I find another love I pray to God I will girl, we had some good times but time does not stand still it's rolling like a rockslide down a hill
I've met someone I care for, I know she cares for me will I fall in love again, it's a possibility girl, we had some good times that time cannot undo no one will ever take the place of you
heart jinxed condition, never sure how I feel trying to separate the real thing from the wishful thinking sometimes I wonder if I'll make it without you I'm determined to I'll make my stand and if after all is said and done you only find one special one
then I've thrown down diamonds in the sand ...
(remember when we used to watch the sun set in the sea you said you'd always be in love with me all through the night, we danced and sang made love in the morning while the church bells rang)
leave the fire behind you and start
I'll be playing it by ear left here with an empty-handed heart
@SONG: Play It All Night Long
grandpa pissed his pants again he don't give a damn brother Billy has both guns drawn he ain't been right since Vietnam
sweet home Alabama play that dead band's song turn those speakers up full blast play it all night long
daddy's doing Sister Sally grandma's dying of cancer now the cattle all have brucellosis we'll get through somehow
sweet home Alabama play that dead band's song turn those speakers up full blast play it all night long
I'm going down to the Dew Drop Inn see if I can drink enough there ain't much to country living sweat, piss, jizz and blood
sweet home Alabama play that dead band's song turn those speakers up full blast play it all night long
@SONG: Jeannie Needs A Shooter
I was born down by the river where the dirty water flows and the cold wind cut through me, it cut right through my clothes and the anger and the yearning, like fever in my veins set the fire burning
she came down from Knightstown with her hands hard from the line from the first time I laid eyes on her I knew that she'd be mine her father was a lawman, he swore he'd shoot me dead 'cause he knew I wanted Jeannie and I'd have her like I said
Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter like me Jeannie needs a shooter Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a shooter ...
we met down by the river on the final day in May and when I leaned down to kiss her, she did not turn away I drew out all my money and together we did vow to leave that very evening and a-get away somehow
Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter like me Jeannie needs a shooter Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a shooter ...
the night was cold and rainy down by the borderline I was riding hard to meet her when a shot rang out behind as I lay there in the darkness with a pistol by my side Jeannie and her father rode off into the night
Jeannie needs a shooter
@SONG: Bill Lee
you're supposed to sit on your ass and nod at stupid things man, that's hard to do and if you don't, they'll screw you and if you do, they'll screw you, too
when I'm standing in the middle of the diamond all alone I always play to win when it comes to skin and bone
and sometimes I say things I shouldn't like and sometimes I say things I shouldn't like
@SONG: Gorilla, You're A Desperado
big gorilla at the L.A. Zoo snatched the glasses right off my face took the keys to my BMW left me here to take his place
I wish the ape a lot of success I'm sorry my apartment's a mess most of all I'm sorry if I made you blue I'm betting the gorilla will too
they say Jesus will find you wherever you go but when he'll come looking for you, they don't know in the mean time, keep your profile low gorilla, you're a desperado
he built a house on an acre of land he called it Villa Gorilla now I hear he's getting divorced laying low at L'Ermitage, of course
then the ape grew very depressed went through Transactional Analysis he plays racquetball and runs in the rain still he's shackled to a platinum chain
big gorilla at the L.A. Zoo snatched the glasses right off my face took the keys to my BMW left me here to take his place
@SONG: Bed Of Coals
I've been lying in a bed of coals I've been cryng out of control I roll and I tumble every time I come down I'm too old to die young and too young to die now
I've been sleeping on a bed of nails I've been bleeding, it never fails I feel every needle that pierced through my heart I'm too old to die young and I can't play the part
bed of coals, bed of nails through the smoke behind the veils bed of coals, bed of nails through the smoke behind the veils
I've been lying in a bed of stone I've been dying all alone I pray for the power to turn it around I'm too old to die young and too young to die now
bed of coals, bed of nails through the smoke behind the veils bed of coals, bed of nails through the smoke behind the veils
@SONG: Wild Age
you've seen him leaning on the streetlight listening to some song inside you've seen him standing by the highway trying to hitch a ride
well, they tried so hard to hold him heaven knows how hard they tried but he's made up his mind he's the restless kind
he's the wild age ...
wild age , it's the wild age and the law can't stop 'em no one can stop 'em at the wild age
mostly when the reckless years end something's left to save some of them keep running 'til they run straight in their graves
to stay the wild age stay the wild age ...
mostly when the reckless years end something's left to save some of them keep running 'til they run straight in their graves
1. Johnny Strikes Up The Band 2. Roland The Headless Thompson Gunner 3. Excitable Boy 4. Werewolves Of London 5. Accidentally Like A Martyr 6. Nighttime In The Switching Yard 7. Veracruz 8. Tenderness On The Block 9. Lawyers, Guns And Money
@SONG: Johnny Strikes Up The Band
dry your eyes my little friend let me take you by the hand Freddie get ready, rock steady when Johnny strikes up the band
they'll be rocking in the projects walking down along the strand Freddie get ready, rock steady when Johnny strikes up the band
Johnny strikes up the band Johnny strikes up the band when Johnny strikes up the band Johnny strikes up the band Johnny strikes up the band
and Johnny is my main man he's the keeper of the keys he'll put your mind at ease he's guaranteed to please back by popular demand
look around, my little friend jubilation in the land Freddie get ready, rock steady when Johnny strikes up the band
Johnny strikes up the band Johnny strikes up the band when Johnny strikes up the band Johnny strikes up the band Johnny strikes up the band
@SONG: Roland The Headless Thompson Gunner
Roland was a warrior from the Land of the Midnight Sun with a Thompson gun for hire, fighting to be done the deal was made in Denmark on a dark and stormy day so he set out for Biafra to join the bloody fray
through sixty-six and seven they fought the Congo war with their fingers on their triggers, knee-deep in gore for days and nights they battled the Bantu to their knees they killed to earn their living and to help out the Congolese
Roland the Thompson gunner ...
his comrades fought beside him, Van Owen and the rest but of all the Thompson gunners, Roland was the best so the CIA decided they wanted Roland dead that son-of-a-bitch Van Owen blew off Roland's head
Roland the headless Thompson gunner, Norway's bravest son time, time, time for another peaceful war but time stands still for Roland 'til he evens up the score they can still see his headless body stalking through the night in the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun in the muzzle flash of Roland's Thompson gun
Roland searched the continent for the man who'd done him in he found him in Mombassa in a barroom drinking gin Roland aimed his Thompson gun, he didn't say a word but he blew Van Owen's body from there to Johannesburg
Roland the headless Thompson gunner ...
the eternal Thompson gunner still wandering through the night now it's ten years later but he still keeps up the fight in Ireland, in Lebanon, in Palestine and Berkeley Patty Hearst heard the burst of Roland's Thompson gun and bought it
@SONG: Excitable Boy
well, he went down to dinner in his Sunday best excitable boy, they all said and he rubbed the pot roast all over his chest excitable boy, they all said well, he's just an excitable boy
he took in the four A.M. show at the Clark excitable boy, they all said and he bit the usherette's leg in the dark excitable boy, they all said well, he's just an excitable boy
he took little Suzie to the Junior Prom excitable boy, they all said and he raped her and killed her, then he took her home excitable boy, they all said well, he's just an excitable boy
after ten long years they let him out of the home excitable boy, they all said and he dug up her grave and built a cage with her bones excitable boy, they all said well, he's just an excitable boy
@SONG: Werewolves Of London
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand walking through the streets of Soho in the rain he was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
ah, ooh werewolves of London ...
if you hear him howling around your kitchen door better not let him in little old lady got mutilated late last night werewolves of London again
ah, ooh werewolves of London ...
he's the hairy handed gent who ran amuck in Kent lately he's been overheard in Mayfair you'd better stay away from him, he'll rip your lungs out, Jim ha, I'd like to meet his tailor
ah, ooh werewolves of London ...
well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen doing the werewolves of London I saw Lon Chaney Jr. walking with the Queen doing the werewolves of London I saw a werewolf drinking a Pina Colada at Trader Vic's his hair was perfect
ah, ooh werewolves of London draw blood
@SONG: Accidentally Like A Martyr
the phone don't ring, no no and the sun refused to shine never thought I'd have to pay so dearly for what was already mine for such a long, long time
we made mad love, shadow love, random love and abandoned love accidentally like a martyr the hurt gets worse and the heart gets harder
the days slide by should have done, should have done, we all sigh never thought I'd ever be so lonely after such a long, long time time out of mind
we made mad love, shadow love, random love and abandoned love accidentally like a martyr the hurt gets worse and the heart gets harder
@SONG: Nighttime In The Switching Yard
nighttime in the switching yard get it out on the mainline listen to the rhythm of the train go by listen to the train whistle whine nighttime in the switching yard
see that train... the midnight train runs both ways
do it doot dat doot dat doot dadoot listen to the train whistle whine listen to the train listen to the track
@SONG: Veracruz
I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns I heard Maria crying late last night I heard the news that Veracruz was dying Veracruz was dying
someone called Maria's name I swear it was my father's voice saying, if you stay you'll all be slain you must leave now, you have no choice take the servants and ride west keep the child close to your chest when the American troops withdraw let Zapata take the rest
I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns I heard Maria calling saying, Veracruz is dying and Cuernavaca's falling
aquel dia yo jure hacia el puerto volvere aunque el destino cambio mi vida en Veracruz morire aquel dia yo jure
I heard Woodrow Wilson's guns I heard them in the harbor saying, Veracruz is dying
@SONG: Tenderness On The Block
mama, where's your pretty little girl tonight trying to run before she can walk, that's right she's growing up, she has a young man waiting she's growing up, she has a young man waiting wide eyes she'll be street-wise to the lies and the jive talk she'll find true love and tenderness on the block
daddy, don't you ask her when she's coming in and when she's home don't ask her where she's been she's going out, she has a young man waiting she's going out can't keep her young man waiting she'll be okay, let her have her day it's a long way, it's a long walk she'll find true love and tenderness on the block
I know how much it hurts to see her go she has a mind of her own, you know she's all grown up, she has a young man waiting she's all grown up, she has a young man waiting she was wide-eyed now she's street-wise to the lies and the jive talk she'll find true love and tenderness on the block she'll find true love and tenderness on the block
@SONG: Lawyers, Guns And Money
well, I went home with the waitress the way I always do how was I to know she was with the Russians, too
I was gambling in Havana I took a little risk send lawyers, guns and money dad, get me out of this
I'm the innocent bystander somehow I got stuck between the rock and the hard place and I'm down on my luck yes I'm down on my luck well I'm down on my luck
now I'm hiding in Honduras I'm a desperate man send lawyers, guns and money the shit has hit the fan
all right send lawyers, guns and money send lawyers, guns and money ...