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(h.purcell)
This is a piece, for a soprano voice, from dido and aeneas, an opera composed by henry purcell in 1681. jeff performed it live in his exhibition at meltdown festival, london, on july 1 1995.
Thy hand, belinda, darkness shades me.
On thy bosom let me rest.
More i would, but death invades me.
Death is now a welcome guest.

When i am laid in earth, may my wrongs create
No trouble in thy breast.
Remember me, but ah! forget my fate.

(e.a.poe)
Jeff performed a reading of this poem by edgar allan poe for the tribute compilation closed on account of rabies, produced by hal willner.

The skies were ashen and sober,
The leaves they were crisped and sere,
The leaves they were withering and sere;
It was night in the lonesome october
Of my most immemorial year;
It was hard by the dim lake of auber,
In the misty mid region of weir,
It was down by the dank tarn of auber,
In the ghoul-haunted woodland of weir.

Here once, through an alley, titanic,
Of cypress, i roamed with my soul,
Of cypress, with psyche, my soul.
These were days when my heart was volcanic
As the scoriac rivers that roll,
As the lavas that restlessly roll
Their sulphurous currents down yaaneck
In the ultimate climes of the pole,
That groan as they roll down mount yaaneck
In the realms of the boreal pole.

Our talk had been serious and sober,
But our thoughts they were palsied and sere,
Our memories were treacherous and sere,
For we knew not the month was october,
And we marked not the night of the year
(ah, night of all nights in the year!);
We noted not the dim lake of auber
(though once we had journeyed down here),
Remembered not the dank tarn of auber,
Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of weir.

And now, as the night was senescent
And star-dials pointed to morn,
As the star-dials hinted of morn,
At the end of our path a liquescent
And nebulous lustre was born,
Out of which a miraculous crescent
Arose with a duplicate horn

Astarte's bediamonded crescent
Distinct with its duplicate horn.
And i said: "she is warmer than dian;
She rolls through an ether of sighs,
She reveals in a region of sighs:

She has seen that the tears are not dry on
These cheeks, where the worm never dies,
And has come past the stars of the lion,
To point us the path to the skies,
To the lethean peace of the skies;
Come up, in despite of the lion,
To shine on us with her bright eyes,
Come up through the lair of the lion,
With love in her luminous eyes."

But psyche, uplifting her finger,
Said: "sadly this star i mistrust,
Her pallor i strangely mistrust;
Oh, hasten! oh, let us not linger!
Oh, fly! let us fly! for we must."
In terror she spoke, letting sink her
Wings until they trailed in the dust;
In agony sobbed, letting sink her
Plumes till they trailed in the dust,
Till they sorrowfully trailed in the dust.

I replied: "this is nothing but dreaming:
Let us on by this tremulous light!
Let us bathe in this crystalline light!
Its sibyllic splendor is beaming
With hope and in beauty to-night!

Ah, we safely may trust to its gleaming,
And be sure it will lead us aright;
We safely may trust to a gleaming
That cannot but guide us aright,
Since it flickers up to heaven through the night."

Thus i pacified psyche and kissed her,
And tempted her out of her gloom,
And conquered her scruples and gloom;
And we passed to the end of the vista,
But were stopped by the door of a tomb,
By the door of a legended tomb,
And i said:"what is written, sweet sister,
On the door of this legended tomb?"
She replied: "ulalume! ulalume!
'tis the vault of thy lost ulalume!"

Then my heart it grew ashen and sober
As the leaves that were crisped and sere,
As the leaves that were withering and sere,
And i cried: "it was surely october
On this very night of last year
That i journeyed, i journeyed down here,
That i brought a dread burden down here,
Of this night of all nights in the year,
Ah, what demon has tempted me here?
Well i know, now, this dim lake of auber,
This misty mid region of weir,
Well i know, now, this dank tarn of auber,
This ghoul-haunted woodland of weir."

Said we, then--the two, then--"ah, can it
Have been that the woodlandish ghouls
The pitiful, the merciful ghouls
To bar up our way and to ban it
From the secret that lies in these wolds
From the thing that lies hidden in these wolds
Had drawn up the spectre of a planet
From the limbo of lunary souls
This sinfully scintillant planet
From the hell of the planetary souls?"

(sly stone)
Originally performed by sly and the family stone. jeff performed it live at beilefeld, germany on july 12 1995.
Sometimes i'm right and i can be wrong
My own beliefs are in my song
The butcher, the banker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group i'm in

I am everyday people, yeah yeah

There is a blue one who can't accept the green one
For living with a fat one trying to be a skinny one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
Oh sha sha - we got to live together

I am no better and neither are you
We are the same whatever we do
You love me you hate me you know me and then
You can't figure out the bag l'm in

I am everyday people, yeah yeah

There is a long hair that doesn't like the short hair
For bein' such a rich one that will not help the poor one
And different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo-bee
Oh sha sha-we got to live together

There is a yellow one that won't accept the black one
That won't accept the red one that won't accept the white one
And different strokes for different folks
Oh sha sha-

I am everyday people.

(j. buckley/g. lucas)

(it's a song about a dream)

Well i'm lying in my bed
The blanket is warm
This body will never be safe from harm
Still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal
Touch my skin to keep me whole

If only you'd come back to me
If you laid at my side
I wouldn't need no mojo pin to keep me satisfied

Don't wanna weep for you, i don't wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
The memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
Black beauty i love you so

Precious, precious silver and gold and pearls in oyster's flesh
Drop down we two to serve and pray to love
Born again from the rhythm screaming down from heaven
Ageless, ageless
I'm there in your arms

Don't wanna weep for you, i don't wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
The memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
Black beauty i love you so
So, so...

The welts of your scorn, my love, give me more
Send whips of opinion down my back, give me more
Well it's you i've waited my life to see
It's you i've searched so hard for...

Don't wanna weep for you, i don't wanna know
I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow
The memories fire, the rhythms fall slow
Black beauty i love you so
So, black black black black beauty...

(l. cohen/traditional)
Hallelujah was originally contained in leonard cohen's various positions, while last month of the year is a blues traditional. on the cd booklet this song is credited only as hallelujah.

I heard there was a secret chord
That david played and it pleased the lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this :
The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrough ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Baby i've been here before
I've seen this room and i've walked this floor
I used to live alone before i knew ya
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not some victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me do ya
But remember when i moved in you
And the holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah

Well, maybe there's a god above
But all i've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah,
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...

[and here starts last month of the year]
Tell me what month was jesus born in
Last month of the year
Tell me what month was jesus born in
Last month of the year
Got january, january, march oh lord
Got april, may and june lord
You got july oh yeah
September, october and november
Got the twenty fifty
December is the last month of the year

What month was jesus born in
Last month of the year
What month was jesus born in
Last month of the year
Got january, february, march oh lord
Got april, may and june lord
You got july oh but
September, october and november
Got the twenty fifty
December is the last month of the year

(thank you melbourne)

(i.monteiro)
Originally performed by the drugstore. jeff performed it live at mercury lounge, new york, on december 31 1995.
I
I feel the time is coming
I
I walk into your eyes

Oh, i don't care if the clock is turning
Cause i'm going to the other side
You either die
Or you keep on burning alive
And i am burning

I
I walked a long long distance
I
I'm feeling sore inside
Oh, i don't care if the sky is falling
Cause i'll never get to see the light

You either die
Or you keep on burning alive
And i am burning
And i am burning

(a. chilton)
Originally performed by the big star

I first saw you
You had on blue jeans
Your eyes couldn't hide
Anything
I saw you leaving, oh
I saw you staring out in space
I next saw you
You was at the party
Thought you was a dream
Oh so flirty
I came against

Didn't say excuse
Knew what i was doing
We looked very fine
'cause we were leaving
The same jerk
Doing a cool jerk
Oh, i want you
Nothing can go wrong

(l.allen)
Originally performed by billie holiday. jeff performed it live on air at kcrw's man in the moon, on january 1994.
Southern trees bear strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop
Here is a strange and bitter crop.

(j. buckley)

Eternal life is now on my trail
Got my red glitter coffin, man, just need one last nail
While all these ugly gentlemen play out their foolish games
There's a flaming red horizon that screams our names
And as your fantasies are broken in two
Did you really think this bloody road
Would pave the way for you?
You better turn around
And blow your kiss hello to life eternal, angel

Racist everyman, what have you done?
Man, you've made a killer of your unborn son...
Crown my fear your king at the point of a gun
All i want to do is love everyone...

And as your fantasies are broken in two
Did you really think this bloody road
Would pave the way for you?
You better turn around
And blow your kiss hello to life eternal

Oh...

There's no time for hatred, only questions
Where is love, where is happiness, what is life,
Where is peace?

When will i find the strength to bring me release?
And tell me where is the love in what your prophet has said?
Man, it sounds to me just like a prison for the walking dead
And i've got a message for you and your twisted hell
You better turn around and blow your kiss goodbye
To life eternal angel...
Angel...

(brenda kahn/jeff buckley)
From the 1994 brenda kahn promotional ep king of cairo and the 1996 brenda kahn album destination anywhere.


In the faith salons they do your nails for fifteen dimes a bottle, where
Someone in the darkness waits for your arrival. in the faith salons the
Deals are struck, making heroes out of dust and clay. the man gives you
Sixty seconds on the dollar, and walks away. in the middle of your book
Of ages you write your dreams down to the letter. tired of second
Chances and singles dances. her robes were purple velvet feeling like
The king of cairo. prisoners to fools and slaves to paper gods. in the
Faith salons....the books of massacres and natural disasters, beguiled by
Belligerence learned from the dancing masters. the child on the train
Was a mimic mime of babble. the mother knitted sweaters that the child
Would unravel. in the faith salons....they have medicines for madness,
Madness caused by drugs, something for your headache and a spray to kill
The bugs. you walk the catwalk of polyphony, and your charades of
Destiny. to whose myth of creation will you finally fall upon your knees
And cry for forgiveness denied. in the faith salons....she'd appear like
A belligerrent ghost in my dreams, in my living room, all torn apart and
Blue, where the ribbons flew and the sky tore like a sheet of rain, of
Dust. peace is a distant mirage where the only truth is the path and
Chance the only landmark in the desert. sleeping in doorways.
Underneath the falling frescoes, she'd say, it's your pain. in the faith
Salons....

(h.ott)
Originally performed by nina simone. jeff often performed it live.
Nobody nobody nobody nobody knows
How deep my love for you really goes

Don't try to blow out the sun for me
I'm not hopin' for what i know can't be
All that i ask is for a smile or two
Nothing in this world could be too good for you

I wouldn't ask you to lift up this great big world
Yes i know you're not that kind of a girl
All i ask is for a kiss each day
I'll give you love that can never blow away

Yes i will

Nobody nobody nobody nobody knows
How deep my love for you really goes
And i want you to know
I wouldn't ask you to hold back the light of dawn

That's just a little too much to ask of anyone

(r. asso/m. monnot)
Originally performed by edith piaf

I used to know a little square
So long ago, when i was small
All summer long it had a fair
Wonderful fair with swings and all
I used to love my little fair
And at the close of everyday

I could be found, dancing around
A merry-go-round that used to play...

"ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"

All summer long my little fair
Made everyday like a holiday
Night after night it used to play
And people came there from so far away
And everyone sang that little tune
All around town you heard it played

Even pepi from napoli
He sang to marie
This serenade...

"ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"

All summer long my little fair
Made everyday like a holiday
Night after night it used to play
And people came there from so far away
And everyone sang that little tune
All around town you heard it played

Even pepi from napoli
He sang to marie
This serenade...

"ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"

I can't forget my little square
Even though i'm so far away
I can't forget my little fair
Maybe it's still there, still there today
I sometimes hear that little tune
Playing in a dream of long ago

And in my brain runs the refrain
That old french refrain i used to know...

"ah, mon amour
A toi toujours
Dans tes grands yeux
Rien que nous deux"

(i.gershwin/h.arlen)
Originally performed by judy garland. jeff performed it live at botanique, brussels, on february 26 1995 and at great american music hall, san francisco, on may 4 1995.
The night is bitter
The stars have lost their glitter
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older
And all because of the man that got away.

No more his eager call
The writing's on the wall
The dreams you dreamed have all
Gone astray.

The man that won you
Has gone off and undone you.
That great beginning
Has seen the final inning.
Don't know what happened. it's all a crazy game!

No more that all time thrill
For you've been through the mill
And never a new love will
Be the same.

Good riddance, goodbye!
Every trick of his you're on to
But fools will be fools
And where's he gone to?

The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and tougher.
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There's just no let up the live-long night and day.

Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman looking for
The man that got away...
The man that got away.

(music by curtis fowlkes, lyrics by ray dobbins and roy nathanson)
From the 1994 jazz passengers album in love.
Slow birds
No breeze
Iron hearts
Rust in streams

Long march
Small crimes
Soft words
W h i s p e r
It's time to come home - your eyes
To bring back - your charms
To sit real still
In my arms

Clocks tick
Trees pound
Lions roar
On empty streets

Long lists
In black and white
(s h h) red words
That read like the fourth of july
You're home
Uhuh
You're home
In my arms

(b. dylan)
Originally performed by bob dylan. jeff performed it live at palais theatre, melbourne on february 27 1996.
Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as i stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That baby's got new clothes
But lately i see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
Buy she breaks just like a little girl.

Queen mary, she's my friend
Yes, i believe i'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

It was raining from the first
And i was dying there of thirst
So i came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that --

I just can't fit
Yes, i believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a woman
But you break just like a little girl.

(j. buckley)

I have no desire to make contact with all the thought of "no, no."
I shiver now, to think of how this answer asked her, no.
Long time gone.
I run to my hide out.
There ain't a star born that brightens
More than you, you always should have known,
I'll illuminate your question,
Long time ago i'd died and gone.
What has brought the question?
Time has brought the question.
Come and call the question, oh, oh, oh.
Here are the stars, same thing again
Over, over, over, over, over, over
Over, over, over, over, over, over.

(j.mitchell)
Originally performed by joni mitchell. jeff performed it live at sin-

(b. dylan)
From wfmu's 1993 compilation they came, they played, they blocked the driveway. this song was originally performed by bob dylan and joan baez.

Farewell angelina
The bells of the crown
Are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles
And the trumpets play slow
Farewell angelina
The sky is on fire
And i must go.

There's no need for anger
There's no need for blame
There's nothing to prove
Ev'rything's still the same
Just a table standing empty
By the edge of the sea
Farewell angelina
The sky is trembling
And i must leave.

The jacks and the queens
Have forsaked the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies
Now file past the gaurds
In the space where the deuce
And the ace once ran wild
Farewell angelina
The sky is folding
I'll see you in a while.

See the cross-eyed pirates sitting
Perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans
With a sawed-off shotgun
And the neighbors they clap
And they cheer with each blast
Farewell angelina
The sky's changing color
And i must leave fast.

King kong, little elves
On the rooftops they dance
Valentino-type tangos
While the make-up man's hands
Shut the eyes of the dead
Not to embarrass anyone
Farewell angelina
The sky is embarassed
And i must be gone.

The machine guns are roaring
The puppets heave rocks
The fiends nail time bombs
To the hands of the clocks
Call me any name you like
I will never deny it
Farewell angelina
I must go where it's quiet.

(van morrison)
Originally performed by van morrison. this cover is found on the trash can tape (a bootleg tape).
Down on cyprus avenue
With a child-like vision leaping into view.
The clicking clacking of the high-heeled shoes,
Ford and fitzroy; madame george.
Marching with the soldierboy behind
He's much older now with hat on, drinking wine
And the smell of sweet perfume comes drifting thru
In the cool night breeze like shalimar
And then your self control lets go
And suddenly you're up against the bathroom door.
The hallway lights are finely getting dim
You're in the front row touching him
And outside they're making all the stops
The kinds out in the streets collecting bottle tops,
Going for cigarettes and matches to the shops,
Happy talking, madame george
And that's when you fall, oh,
Oh, that's when you fall

And you fall into a trance
Sitting on a sofa playing games of chance
With your folded arms in history books you glance
Into the eyes of madame george
And you think you've found your bag,
You're getting weaker and your knees begin to sag
And in the corner playing dominoes in drag,
The one and only madame george
And outside the frosty window raps
She says "be cool, i think that it's the cops"
Stands up, drops everything she gots,
It's not easy now you know
Now you know you gotta go
Catch a train from dublin up to sandy row,
In the wind, rain & fog & slush & snow
Keep on going on
Say good-bye we know you're pretty far out
And all the little boys comin' round
They got gold cigarette lighters in their pockets
Walking away from it all, so cool.
That's when you fall.

(t.buckley)
Originally performed by tim buckley in goodbye and hello (1967). jeff performed it live in his exhibition for greetings from tim buckley, a tribute concert organized by hal willner that took place at st.ann's church, new york, on april 26 1991.
Oh i never asked to be your mountain
I never asked to fly
Remember when you came to me
And told me of his lies
You didn't understand my love
You don't know why i try
And the rain was falling on that day
And damn the reason why

The flying pisces sails for time
And tells me of my child
Wrapped in bitter tales and heartache
He begs for just a smile
Oh he never asked to be her mountain
He never asked to fly
And through his eye he comes his love
And tells her not to cry

She says, "your scoundrel father flies
With a dancer called a queen
And with her stolen cards he plays
And laughs, but never wins"
Oh the child dreams to be his hands
In the counting of the rain
But only barren breasts he feels
For her milk will never drain

As i die i can't remember
Where i saw the rain:
Could it be that her laughter
Drove me down again?
Charming dancer will you stop,
Stop and talk to me?
Is there someone else you feel
In your dreams? you will, you see:
In midnight gazes
I've found you far from me
If you lead me on
Please leave me down

Oh flying flying fish
Please flutter by my door
Yes you can drink my lies
If first you read my eyes
Each one is titled
"i'm drowning back to you"
I can't swim your waters
And you can't walk my lands
I'm sailing all my sins
And i'm climbing all my fears
And soon now i'll fly

Oh i never asked to be your mountain
I never asked to fly
Remember when you came to me
And told me of his lies
You didn't understand my love
You don't know why i try
And the rain was falling on that day
And that's the reason why

Sweet lover, will you come back
And love me for a while?
Please take my hand
Leave all your fears behind

I've been gone too long
Now i'm home to stay
Please don't leave me
Again this way

Please come home.

(van morrison)
Originally contained in van morrison's astral weeks

We...
We strolled through fields all wet with rain
And back along the lane again
There in the sunshine
In the sweet summertime
Oh the way that young lovers do

I kissed you on the lips once more
We said goodbye at your front door
There in the nighttime
Love, that's the right time
Oh to feel the way that young lovers do

Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the
Way that we wanted to be
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that i was for you
And that you were for me
And then we long to dance the night away
And turned to each other saying 'i love you, baby i love you'
Oh the way that young lovers do

Oh the way...
Oh the way that young lovers do
The way young lovers do
The way young lovers do
The way young lovers do
The way young lovers do
The way young lovers...

Now won't you love me the way young lovers do
Oh won't you love me the way that young lovers do
Oh the way...

Won't you love me the way that young lovers do
It's so close
I can't feel you
Take your time on my body
Aren't you weird of going crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy...

And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way
That we wanted to be
And we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that i was for you
And that you were for me
Oh, baby, babe
Then we long to dance the night away
And turned to each other saying 'i love you, baby, i love you'
Oh, yes...

[the following are two verses of ivo by the cocteau twins]
Peep hole, peach blow, pandora, pompadour
Pale leaf, pink sweet, persephone

I held her with her looking down
And i kissed her, with the snow falling down
There in the street light
Oh, it was a sweet night
And the way that young lovers do
Oh, the way that young lovers do
Oh the way that young... oh
Oh the ways you do, yes it's you... yes

[the following are some verses of that's all i ask by nina simone]
Oh, don't try to blow out the sun from me, baby
Oh, and i'm hopin' for what i know can't be
All that i ask is for your kiss each day
And i'll give you love that will never go away
I'll give you love that will never go away

Oh the way that young lovers do

(j. buckley/m. grondahl/m. johnson)

There is a child sleeping near his twin
The pictures go wild in a rush of wind
That dark angel he is shuffling in
Watching over them with his black feather wings unfurled

The love you lost with her skin so fair
Is free with the wind in her butterscotch hair
Her green eyes blew goodbyes
With her head in her hands
And your kiss on the lips of another
Dream brother with your tears scattered round the world.

Don't be like the one who made me so old
Don't be like the one who left behind his name
'cause they're waiting for you like i waited for mine
And nobody ever came...

Don't be like the one who made me so old
Don't be like the one who left behind his name
'cause they're waiting for you like i waited for mine
And nobody ever came...

Don't be like the one who made me so old
Don't be like the one who left behind his name
'cause they're waiting for you like i waited for mine
Nobody ever came
Nobody ever...

I feel afraid and i call your name
I love your voice and your dance insane
I hear your words and i know your pain
With your head in your hands and her kiss on the lips of another
Your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over

Ah do you meet the one i love
And smell the one who loves you
Dream brother, dream brother, dream, dream
Dream asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over

(m.davis/r.derminer/w.kambes/f.d.smith/d.tomich)
Originally performed by the motor city 5. jeff often performed it live.
I'm gonna kick 'em out

Well i feel pretty good
And i guess that i could get crazy now, baby
'cause we all got in tune
When the dressing room got hazy now, baby

I know how you want it, child,
Hot, sweet, and tight
The girls can't stand it
When you're doing it right
When they're up on the stand
And then they kick out the jams, yes
Kick out the jams, i like to kick 'em out

Yes i'm startin' to sweat
You know my shirt's all wet
What a feelin'
And the sound that abounds and
Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling
You gotta have it, baby
You can't do without
When you get the feelin'
You've got the sounds above
Put that mic in my hand
And let me kick out the jams
Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out

So you got to get it up
And then can't get enough
That's what ....
'cause it gets in your brain
It drives you insane, makes you crazy
The ...... the faster you funk
If you wanna feed my rocket
Till the morning comes
Let me be who i am
And let me kick out the jams
Yes kick out the jams
I done kick 'em out

(morrissey/j.marr)
Originally performed by the smiths. jeff performed it live in his exhibition at meltdown festival, london, on july 1 1995.
The boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hatred there lies
A murderous desire for love

How can they look into my eyes
And still they dont believe me
How can they hear me say those words
And still they dont believe me

And if they don't believe me now
Will they ever believe me?
And if they don't believe me now
Will they ever believe me?

The boy with the thorn in his side
Behind the hatred there lies
A plundering desire for love

How can they see the love in our eyes
And still they don't believe us
And after all this time
They don't want to believe us

And if they dont believe us now
Will they ever believe us?
And when you want to live
How do you start?
Where do you go?
Who do you know?

(b. dylan)
Originally performed by bob dylan. jeff performed it live on air for the music faucet, a wfmu radio broadcast, on october 11 1992.
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat
An' cov'rin' the crossroads i'm standing at,
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that,
But mama, you been on my mind.

I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset,
I am not pleadin' or sayin', "i can't forget."
I do not walk the floor bowed down an'bent, but yet,
Mama, you been on my mind.

Even though my mind is hazy an'my thoughts they might be narrow,
Where you been don't bother me nor bring me down in sorrow.
It don't even matter to me where you're wakin' up tomorrow,
But mama, you're just on my mind.

I am not askin' you to say words like "yes" or "no,"
Please understand me, i got no place for you t'go.
I'm just breathin' to myself, pretendin' not that i don't know,
Mama, you been on my mind.

When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror.
You know i won't be next to you, you know i won't be near.
I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear
As someone who has had you on his mind.

(j. buckley/g. lucas)

There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Well it's my time coming, i'm not afraid, afraid to die

My fading voice sings of love
But she cries to the clicking of time,
Wait in the fire...

And she weeps on my arm
Walking to the bright lights in sorrow
Oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow
Oh my love...

And the rain is falling and i believe my time has come
And it reminds me of the pain i might leave behind
Wait in the fire...

And i feel them drown my name
So easy to know and forget with this kiss
But i'm not afraid to go, baby it's all because of you
But i'm not afraid to go, but it goes so slow, slow
Wait in the fire, wait in the fire
Wait in the fire...

...don't you take it away from me