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1. _ Movin' Out
We all live on the edge of town
Where we all live ain't a soul around
People start a-comin'
All we do is just a-grin
Said we gotta move out
'cause the city's movin' in
I said we gotta move out
'cause the city's movin' in
Tell me who you know
And i'll tell you who, too
Go see my friend and he'll set you free
Tell me what you see and
Mabye i can go too
No one knows the way but mabye me
Nobody goes there
Nobody shows where
Nobody knows where you can find me, yeah
Good mornin' glory, hallelujah to you
What is the story, what's been goin' through ya
Livin' like a king of the fat of the land
Workin' like a dog in a rock n' roll band
Movin', we're gettin' out
Movin', without a doubt
Movin', we're goin' far
We're movin', oh yes we are
Nobody goes there
Nobody shows where
Nobody goes where you can find me
Nobody knows there
Nobody shows where
Nobody goes where you can find me, ah
Oh, lordy, lordy, lordy...
Level with god
And you're in tune with the universe
Talk with yourself
And you'll hear what you wanna know
Gotta rise above
'cause below it's only gettin' worse
Life in time
Will take you where you wanna go
Where you wanna go, where you wanna go
Where you goin'....
Good mornin' glory, hallelujah to you
What is the story, what's been goin' through ya
Livin' like a king of the fat of the land
Workin' like a dog in a rock n' roll band
Movin', we're gettin' out
Movin', yeah, without a doubt
Movin', we're goin' far
We're movin', oh yes we are
Nobody knows there
Nobody shows where
Nobody goes where you can find me
Nobody knows there
Nobody shows where
Nobody goes where you can't find me
Round n' round...
We all live on the edge of town
Where we all live ain't a soul around
People start a-comin'
All we do is just a-grin
We gotta move out
'cause the city's movin' in
I said we gotta move out
'cause the city's movin' in
Yes we do....
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2. _ Last Child
(i'm dreaming tonight, i'm leaving back home)
Right!
Take me back to a south tallahassee
Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy
Can't stand up on my feet in the city
Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty
Yes sir, no sir
Don't come close to my
Home sweet home
Can't catch no dose
Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart
Sweathog ready to make a skilk purse
From a j paul getty and his ear
With her face in the beer
Home sweet home
Get out in the field
Put the mule in the stable
Ma she's a cookin'
Put the eats on the table
Hate's in the city
And my love's in the meadow
Hands on the plow
And my feets in the getto
Stand up, sit down
Don't do nothing
Ain't no good when boss man's
Stuffin' down their throats
With paper notes
As babies cry
When you're rockin' in the street
Home sweet home
Mama, take me home sweet home
I was the last child
Just a punk in the streets
(repeat)
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3. _ Draw The Line
Checkmate honey
Beat you at your own damn game
No dice honey
I'm livin' on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground
Your head's going down the drain
Heads i win, tails you lose
To the never mind
That's where i draw the line
An indian summer
Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet net winner
And rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night
And wrong all the right out of me
Pass me the vile and cross your fingers
It don't take time
Nowhere to draw the line
Hi we were singin' on your cowboy song
You told carrie
And promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads i win, tails you lose
Lord it's such a crime
No dice honey
You're salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey
You're the only one who's got to choose
Where to draw the line
Checkmate, don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss, the toss
The price, the dice
Grab yourself a slice
Nowhere to draw the line
(repeat)
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4. _ Back In The Saddle
(chorus)
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
Ridin' into town alone
By the light of the moon
I'm looking for ol sukie jones
She crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink
That's when she caught my eye
She turned to give me a wink
That make a grown man cry
(chorus)
Come easy, go easy
All right until the rising sun
I'm calling all the shots tonight
I'm like a loaded gun
Peelin' off my boots and chaps
I'm saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks
I scream for more
Fools' gold out of their mines
The girls are soaking wet
Not tounge's drier than mine
I'll come when i get back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm back
I'm back in the saddle again
I'm riding, i'm loading up my pistol
I'm riding, i really got a fistful
I'm riding, i'm shining up my saddle
I'm riding, this snake is gonna rattle
(chorus)
Ridin' high
Ridin' high
Ridin' high already
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5. _ Walk This Way
Backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the cover
Still i talked to your daddy he say
He said you ain't seen noting
'till you're down on a muffin
Then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways
I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder
All the times i can remaniesse
'cause the best thing lovin'
With her sister and her cousin
Only started with a little kiss, like this!
See-saw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' hey diddle-diddle with the kitty in the middle
You be swingin' like you just didn't care
So i took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Was it me she was foolin'
'cause she knew what she was doin'
And i know love was here to stay
When she told me to
Walk this way, walk this way
Walk this way, walk this way
Walk this way, walk this way
Walk this way, walk this way
Ah, just give me a kiss - like this!
School girl sadie with the classy kinda sassy
Little skirt climbing way up her knees
There was three young ladies in the school gym locker
When i noticed they was lookin' at me
I was a high school loser
Never made it with a lady
Till the boys told me something i missed
Then my next door neighbour
With a daughter had a favour
So i gave her just a little kiss, like this!
See-saw swingin' with the boys in the school
And your feet flyin' up in the air
Singin' hey diddle-diddle with the kitty in the middle
You be swingin' like you just didn't care
So i took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Was it me she was foolin'
'cause she knew what she was doin'
When she told me how to walk this way
She told me to
Walk this way, talk this way
Walk this way, walk this way
Walk this way, walk this way
Walk this way, talk this way
Just give me a kiss - like this!
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6. _ Let The Music Do The Talking
Rock-a-bye baby
If you want to dance
Grab yourself a body
And take a chance
They say one time around
Is all you get
But i'm still dancin'
So you lost your bet
I got a hardcore mama
With a hot hoochie coo
Make my wheels start spinnin'
Like a formula two
I got one for the money
Two for the show
Three for my honey
And four to let you know that i
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Let the music do the talking
Cheese cake
Mabye if i take another bite
I'm a real fat city
I'm an aero delight
Threw out my pipe
And my alcoline
Got a squeaky clean body
And a dirty mind
I'm a real fine dancer
I'll be cuttin' rug
Got my brand new baby
She's my brand new drug
Let the music do the talking
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7. _ Toys In The Attic
In the attic lies
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
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Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
Toys, toys, toys in the attic
In the attic lies
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
Leaving the things that are real behind
Leaving the things that you love from mind
All of the things you learned from fears
Nothing is left for the years
Voices scream
Nothing's seen
Real's a dream
(repeat chorus) (yayayayayayayow!)
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8. _ Same Old Song And Dance
Get yourself cooler
Lay yourself low
Coincidental murder
With nothing to show
With the judge's constipation
Will go to his head
And his wife's aggravation
You'll soon end up dead
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
Gotcha with the cocaine
They found with your gun
No smooth face laywer
Could get ya undone
Say love ain't the same
On the south side of town
You could look
But you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story
Same old song and dance
Fate comes a-knockin'
Doors start lockin'
Your old time connection
Change your direction
You ain't gonna change it
Can't rearrange it
Can't stand the pain
When it's all the same to you, my friend
When you're low down and dirty
From walkin' the street
With your old hurdy gurdy
No one to meet
Said love ain't the same
On the south side of town
You could look
But you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
Same old song and dance, my friend
It's the same old story
Same old story
Same old song and dance
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