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1. _ Mama's Boy
I was born in a motel room
The night my daddy lost his job
Just after one, he pulled a gun
And blew the brains out of some poor slob
They call me mamma...
They call me mamma...
They call me mamma's boy
But i don't care
I'll be a mamma...
I'll be a mamma...
I'll be a mamma's boy
Since daddy got...the electric chair.
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2. _ Katy Cruel (traditional Version)
When i first came to town
They called me the roving jewel
Now they've changed their tune
They call me katy cruel
Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day
Oh that i was where i would be
Then i would be where i am not
Here i am where i must be
Go where i would, i can not
Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day
When i first came to town
They brought me the bottles plenty
Now they've changed their tune
They bring me the bottles empty
Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day
Chorus
I know who i love
And i know who does love me
I know where i'm going
And i know whose going with me
Oh diddle day, oh diddle lie o day
Chorus
Down the road i go
And through the boggy mire
Straight way cross the field
And to my heart's desire
Oh, diddle day, oh, diddle lie o day
Chorus
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3. _ Young Hunting (tranditional Version)
It happened on one evening late,
As the maid was going to bed,
She heard a sound, a beautiful sound,
That made her heart feel glad.
She thought it was her brother john,
Returning from the cane;
But who should it be but lord henry,
Just from his wild hunting.
"get down, get down, lord henry,
And stay all night with me;
For the very best lodging in mulveren town,
The best i'll give to thee."
"i won't get down, i shan't get down,
To stay all night with you;
For there's a prettier girl in the merry green lands,
That i love much better than you."
As he leaned o'er his milk-white steed
And kisses gave her three,
She held up a knife in her right hand
And pierced him heartily.
"o live, o live, lord henry,
Half an hour or more;
For the very best doctors in mulveren town,
You'll soon be in their care."
"o live, o live, how can i live,
How can i live you see,
When l can feel my own heart's blood,
Come trinkling o'er my knee?"
She called her waiting maids unto her
To view his body so fair,
Saying, "of all this finery you see around here,
The finest you shall wear."
Some took him by his curly locks,
Some by his hands and feet,
And threw him in the cold, dark well,
Which was both cold and deep
"lie there, lie there, lord henry,
Till the flesh rots off your bones!
That prettier girl in the merry green lands,
Shall mourn for your return."
There was a pretty parrot bird,
Sitting high upon a limb,
Saying, "you murdered lord henry,
And in the well threw him."
"come down, come down, my pretty parrot bird,
And sit on my right knee;
Your cage shall be the finest gold,
And the door of ivory."
"i won't come down, i shan't come down,
To sit on your right knee;
For you have murdered lord henry,
And soon you'd murder me"
"i wish i had my bended bow,
My arrow and my string;
I'd pierce a dart so close your heart,
Those notes no more you'd sing."
"o if you had your bended bow,
Your arrow and your string,
I'd take my flight to the merry green lands
And tell what i'd seen."
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4. _ Rye Whiskey (tranditonal Version)
I'll eat when i'm hungry,
I'll drink when l'm dry,
If the hard times don't kill me,
I'll lay down and die.
Rye whisky, rye whisky,
Rye whisky, i cry,
If you don't give me rye whisky,
I surely will die.
I'll tune up my fiddle,
And i'll rosin my bow,
I'll make myself welcome,
Wherever i go.
Beefsteak when i'm hungry,
Red liquor when i'm dry,
Greenbacks when i'm hard up,
And religion when i die.
They say i drink whisky,
My money's my own;
All them that don't like me,
Can leave me alone.
Sometimes i drink whisky,
Sometimes i drink rum,
Sometimes i drink brandy,
At other times none.
But if i get boozy,
My whisky's my own,
And them that don't like me,
Can leave me alone.
Jack o' diamonds, jack o' diamonds,
I know you of old,
You've robbed my poor pockets
Of silver and gold.
Oh, whisky, you villain,
You've been my downfall,
You've kicked me, you've cuffed me,
But i love you for all.
If the ocean was whisky,
And i was a duck,
I'd dive to the bottom
To get one sweet suck.
But the ocean ain't whisky
And i ain't a duck,
So we'll round up the cattle
And then we'll get drunk.
My foot's in my stirrup,
My bridle's in my hand,
L'm leaving sweet lillie,
The fairest in the land.
Her parents don't like me,
They say l'm too poor;
They say i'm unworthy
To enter her door.
Sweet milk when l'm hungry,
Rye whisky when l'm dry,
If a tree don't fall on me,
I'll live till i die.
I'll buy my own whisky,
I'll make my own stew,
If i get drunk, madam,
It's nothing to you.
I'll drink my own whisky,
I'll drink my own wine,
Some ten thousand bottles
I've killed in my time.
I've no wife to quarrel
No babies to bawl;
The best way of living
Is no wife at all.
Way up on clinch mountain
I wander alone,
L'm as drunk as the devil,
Oh, let me alone.
You may boast of your knowledge
An' brag of your sense,
'twill all be forgotten
A hundred years hence.
(negro variant)
In my little log cabin,
Ever since i been born,
Dere ain't been no nothin'
'cept dat hard salt, parched corn.
But i know whar's a henhouse,
De turkey he charve;
An, if ol' massa don' kill me
I cain't never starve.
(variant chorus)
Rye whisky, rye whisky,
You're no friend to me;
You killed my poor daddy,
Goddamn you, try me.
From american ballads and folk songs, lomax
Note: one of the more exhaustive texts
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5. _ Cry
When ya walk out of here
When ya walk out
I gotta fill up that space
Or fill up that no-space
I'll fill it up with tears [4 lines of this line repeated]
Cry cry cry cry
Where no-fish can swim [4 lines of this line]
Cry cry cry
When ya slam that door when that door slams
I gotta fill up that space
An' i'll pack my suitcase
I'll fill it up with clothes
Or i'll fill it up with no clothes
I'll fill it up with tears
And i'll pack it up with tears etc. [written in lyric book, i think it returns to the chorus of cry cry cry where no fish can swim]
When ya say goodbye
When ya say goodbye
I'll dig my-self a hole
And fill up that space
I'll fill it up with flesh
An' i'll fill it up with no flesh
I'll fill it up with tears etc.
Fish swim cry fish crrrryyyy
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6. _ Hallelujah
on the first day of may i took to the road
I'd been staring out the window most of the morning
I'd watched the rain claw at the glass
And a vicious wind blew hard and fast
I should have taken it as a warning
As a warning as a warning
As a warning
I'd given my nurse the weekend off
My meals were ill prepared
My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
With all its teeth bared
All its teeth bared all its teeth bared
All its teeth bared.
Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah hallelujah
I left my house without my coat
Something my nurse would not have allowed
And i took the small roads out of town
And i passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pyjamas clung to me like a shroud
Like a shroud like a shroud
Like a shroud
There rose before me a little house
With all hope and dreams kept within
A woman's voice close to my ear
Said, "why don't you come in here?"
"you looked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin
Hallelujah hallelujah
Hallelujah hallelujah
I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty salutation
But i knew if my nurse had been here
She would never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation that invitation
That invitation
Now, you might think it wise to risk it all
Throw caution to the reckless wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one salvation
So i turned back home
I turned back home i turned back home
Singing my song
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry
Them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
Hallelujah
The tears are welling in my eyes again
Hallelujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Hallelujah
And twenty pretty girls to carry them down
Hallelujah
And twenty deep holes to bury them in
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7. _ Zoo Music Girl
Zoo-music girl, zoo-music girl
Our ligfe together is a hollow tooth,
Spit out the shells, spit out the shells,
You know exactly what i'm talking about
Don't drag the orchestra into this thing
Rattle those sticks, rattle those sticks
The sound is beautiful, its perfect!
The sound of her young legs in stockings
The rhythem of her walk, it's beautiful
Just let it twist, let it break
Let it buckle, let it bend
I wnat the noise of my zoo music girl
Zoo-music girl zoo-music girl
My body is a monster driven insane
My heart is a fish toasted by flames i kiss the hem of her skirt
We spend our lives in a box full of dirt
I murder her dress and she loves it
If there is one thing i desire in the world is to make love to my zoo-muic girl
Zoo-music girl, zoo-music girl
The sound is beautiful! it's perfect!
I call out her name in the night
Zoo-music girl zoo-music girl
I call her by her family name
Zoo-music girl zoo-musivc girl
Oh god! please let me die beneath her fists
Zoo-music girl zoo-music girl
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8. _ Gates To The Garden
past the ivy-covered windows of
The angel
Down athenaeum lane to the cathedral
Through the churchyard i wandered
Sat for a spell there and i pondered
My back to the gates of the garden
My back to the gates of the garden
My back to the gates of the garden
Fugitive fathers, sickly infants, decent mothers
Runaways and suicidal lovers
Assorted boxes of ordinary bones
Of aborted plans and sudden shattered hopes
In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden
In unhappy rows, up to the gates of the garden
In unlucky rows, up to the gates of the garden
Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
To the garden
Beneath the creeping shadow of the tower
The bell from st. edmunds informs me of the hour
I turn to find you waiting there for me
In sunlight and i see the way that you breathe
Alive and leaning on the gates of the garden
Alive and leaning on the gates of the garden
Alive and leaning on the gates of the garden
Leave these ancient places to the angels
Let the saints attend to their keeping of the cathedrals
And leave the dead beneath the ground so cold
For god is in this hand that i hold
As we open up the gates of the garden
Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
Won't you meet me at the gates
To the garden
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9. _ The Good Hun
One more land gone
One more land gone
One more land...
One more land gone
One more land gone
One more land is gone...
The good hun rode into the fields
He is attila, he has a great big axe
Thinkin' bout movin' westwards
He's making invasion plans
Against the romans, and against the belgians
Yet he conquered the ostragoths
And defeated the visigoths
But it's pope leo, he says, is a spoil-sport man
The good hun
The good hun
The good hun etc...
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10. _ Wade In The Water
Printed in j. silverman, american history songbook. nick has sung his version of this song live.
(chorus)
Wade in the water.
Wade in the water, children.
Wade in the water.
God's gonna trouble the water.
Jordon's water is chilly and cold.
God's gonna trouble the water.
It chills the body, but not the soul.
God's gonna trouble the water.
If you get there before i do.
God's gonna trouble the water.
Tell all of my friends i'm coming too.
God's gonna trouble the water.
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11. _ Ho-ho
Worn and gnawn
A little hole
Just a small hole
Letting in a sick wind
In small puffs
Yo-ho hole
Yo-ho hole
Through which blow
A small sick wind
Yo-ho hole
Yo-ho-hole
Puff puff
The sick wind blows
Slupping stitches leading to so slight a hole
Slipping in a sick wind
Slippery sickly wind
Yo-ho-hole
Yo-ho-hole
Across the threshole
A little sick wind
Yo-ho-hole
Yo-ho-hole
Yo-ho
The sick wind blows
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12. _ Vixo
Ah fed vixo on ev'ry fear 'n' fret 'n' phobia
Til it nor ah could stand the strain no longer
Sucked a chicken bone, tossed it in the corner
Raisin up like lazaurs, up, up from its cot
An making for the door, now...
Infant-prodigy creates a phantom-friend, yeag
Stickin' sack an ol' jack-jack into its itchin-ten
Oh! don't ya linger! ooh! don't ya linger, now,
Mah monster-piect...mah perfect-murder-machine
Don't ya linger, for ah can feel mah youth slipping outa me
Yeah, ah can feel mah youth slip outa me.
Call it, call it vixo. call it vee.
Ah all it, an it comes to me.
Call it vixo. call it me
March headlong into the heart of fear
Ah will follow thee.
What kept ya? whaa? what kept ya?
You get trouble? sum'n go wrong?
Vixo grinning, climbs up into mah lil boy arms.
What you get?
Tell me, what ya gone 'n' brung me from the hollow?
Yeah! we're laughin'...but our laughter is shallow
Ain't it funny...my childhood name is sorrow.
Vixo sighs, 'n' lays its head upon mah pillow.
Call it. call it vixo. call it vee.
Call it, an it comes to me.
Vee...ah...hex...oh-oh, come crawl with me.
Into the dark heart of despair
Ah will not forsake thee.
Listen...instruction!
Ditch it, pitch it. now hitch it up along the ridge
Ya laughin b'neath the sherriff's wheels
That go screamin cross hooper bridge
Skirt the out-skirts. up mah back-stair. ya sack all undone.
Don't touch nothin! water runnin in the tub
Get there! and scrub ev'ry one.
When ya struck ya struck!
Ya struck a thousand crickets dumb
Hooper-hollow iced over then, all hush, hush
In the cool midday sun
Hush! ah say hush! hu-u-u-ush!
Sittin on the roof, laugh at mahself
As they rope off the woods
Watchin' all the good-people
Go beating the bush.
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13. _ Yard
In our yard
How many chickens can we count
On our fingers and toes
On their toes
Sitting on fathers hole
Siting on his chest
Crushing rocks of dirt
The earth is soft in our
Yard yard
Stones in my shoes
And feet
Dragging them through museums
Where
Under glass
Refridgerate
Freeze
Hands and feet
And knobbly knees
Yard yard
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14. _ Mojo
Nick performed this for the italian film mojo, and it is available on a cd called soho.
They call him joe the dragon
He's on the water wagon
He's got that look of mourning and concentration on his face
Carries a 38 special
A six inch barrel
The saddest damn man in the entire human race
Mojo (4x)
Joe's mind is full of motors(?)
He is always taking photos
Of the remains of his beserk little twists
Yes ....(?) polaroids
Of his little golden boys
18 carat corpses with wired wrists
Mojo (4x)
Blood thicker than water will flow
The fire will eat the streets of old soho
Daddy's out the back with little joe
With his vaseline and his violin and bow - mojo
Down on compton(?) road
Joe ain't never going home
Till he finds what he is searching for
Well mad mathildas in his jacket
They crank and make him record(?)
As he does and make his funny little laugh and dance upon your floor
Mojo (repeat)
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15. _ Mutiny In Heaven
Well ah jumpt! and fled this fucken heap on doctored wings
Mah flailin pinions, with splints and rags and crutches!
(damn things nearly hardly flap)
Canker upon canker upon one million tiny punctures
That look like...
Long thin red ribbons draped across the arms of a lil mortal girl
(like a ground -plan of hell)
Curse these smartin strings! these fucken ruptures!
Enough! enough is enough!
(if this is heaven ah'm bailin out)
If this is heaven ah'm bailin out
Ah caint tolerate this ol tin-tub
So fulla trash and rats! felt one crawl across mah soul
For a seckon there , as thought as wassa back down in the ghetto!
(rats in paradise! rats in paradise!)
Ah'm bailin out! there's a mutiny in heaven!
Ah wassa born...
And lord shakin, even then was dumpt into some icy font,
Like some great stinky unclean!
From slum-chuch to slum-church, ah spilt mah heart
To some fat cunt behind a screen...
Evil poppin eye presst up to the opening
He'd slide shut the lil perforated hatch...at night mah body
Blusht
To the whistle of the birch
With a lil practice ah soon learnt to use in on mahself
Punishment?! reward!! punishment?! reward!!
Well, ah tied on...percht on mah bed ah was...
Sticken a needle in mah arm...
Ah tied off! fucken wings burst out mah back
(like ah was cuttin teeth!!)
Ah took off!!!
(rats in paradise! rats in paradise!)
There's a mutiny in heaven!
Oh lord, ah git down on mah knees
(ah git down on mah knees and start to pray)
Wrapped in mah mongrel wings, ah nearly freeze
In the howlin wind and drivin rain
(all the trash blowin round 'n' round)
>from slum-heaven into town
Ah take mah tiny pain and rollin back mah sleeve
(roll anna roll anna roll anna roll)
Ah yank the drip outa mah vein! utopiate! ah'm bailin out!
Utopiate!
If this is heaven ah'm bailin out!
Mah threadbare soul teems with vermin and louse
Thoughts come like a plague to the head...in god's house!
Mutiny in heaven!
(ars infectio forco dio)
To the plank!
(rats in paradise! rats in paradise!)
Ah'm bailin out!
(hail hypuss dermio vita rex!)
Hole inna ghetto! hole inna ghetto!
(scabio murem per sanctum...dio, dio, dio)
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16. _ There Is A Light
From the batman forever soundtrack.
Hey there sugar where ya gunna go?
I'm going downtown daddy-o
What ya gunna do when you get there, girl?
I'm gunna get messed up in a god-shaped hole
Hey mr hophead, what ya gunna do?
I'm going downtown for some bad ju-ju
Ya going downtown too, mr. gigolo?
Damn right i am, daddy-o...
There is a light thay shines over this city tonight
There is a light that shines over this city tonight
Let it shine
O mr high roller where ya gunna go?
Where the real high-rollin rollers roll real dough
Hey mr killer man what ya gunna do?
Me and mr death are going downtown too
Ain't there one god fearing citizen about?
They're all holed up and they ain't comin' out
What about mr. preacher to forgive us our sins?
Not that carrion crow with blood on his chin
And mr. politician can't he lend a hand?
He's too busy sucking on the guts of this town
And what about god and this armageddon?
He's all blissed out, man, up in heaven
Ain't there nowhere to run, ain't there nowhere to go?
(repeat line 3 more times)
Yeah, look to the sky, daddy-o
There is a light that shines over this city tonight
There is a light that shines over this city tonight
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine
What are the little kids gunna do, man?
The little kids are all standing around
What are the kids doing, do you know?
They are looking to the sky, daddy-o
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17. _ Truck Love
Truck love! right here!
Truck love! right now!
Bewitched by pure power. that's truck love!
In the gully of your choice. truck love!
Jam-up on a leaping tree. head on! head first!
And god came down and talked to me
And i dammn nearly wept.
Tears rolling down the dash! tears rolling down the dash!
We can't stop the monster rolling
We can't stop the monster rolling
We can't stop the monster rolling
We can't stop the monster rolling
Rise to power! rise to power!
Rise to power! rise to power!
You stare bright like gold
Eye-spot interference all across the fucking road.
Burn my eyes! burn my eyes! baybeeeeee!
My hands are shaking when i'm touching ya
My hands are shaking when i'm touching ya
They keep shaking when i ain't
They keep shaking when i ain't
Truck love! truck love!
Pit-stop lovers!
Right now and the now is right!
This higway is done bent on killing us
Testing every nerve that we possess between us.
The face of christ is leaping from the storm
The face of christ is leaping from the storm
You tend to get religious on these runs.
Rise to power! rise to power!
Rise to power! rise to power!
Divine power has gone crawled into this tank
Every metal muscle flexed and puping at the crank.
Pumping at my axis. rendering me sexless.
Mega-tons of muscle kicking dust across texas.
Truck love! out on the city limits
Drive straight into the eye of the next town we hit
Gun it once for the hillbillys
Just to make them shit.
Fuck love! this is truck love!
Fuck love! this is truck love!
The dolls on the grill are caked in bloody bug guts
The dolls on the grill are caked in bloody bug guts
Truck love! truck love!
Rise to power! rise to power!
The dolls on the grill are caked in bloody bug guts
The dolls on the grill are caked in bloody bug guts
Truck love! truck love!
There are things burning in the desert
Rise to power! rise to power!
There are things burning in the desert
Rise to power! rise to power!
There are things burning in the desert
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18. _ Dumb Europe
On this european night out on the brink
The cafes and the bars still stink
The air is much too thick for seeing
But not thick enough for leaning
I leave in a catatonic crawl
And if i die tonight then throw me in
Some bleak teutonic hole
Six feet under with a snap-frozen soul
And really we could all just die of shame
And really we could all just die of shame
Dumb europe, dumb europe, dumb europe.
Oh the utopian night on the brink
Mama's face staring up at me from the bottom of the sink
Witness my trail of destruction
Trying to leave this drinking place
My feet are magnetised for furniture
The floor's attracted to my face
And if i die tonight
Sell me as some prehistoric bone
A lump of junk-souvenier for jap
To fob off on his friends back home
The money dance....
I find it hard to cope with days like this. pass the bottle etcetera
Dumb europe, dumb europe, dumb europe.
On this european night out on the brink
The cafes and the bars still stink
The air is much too thick for seeing
But not thick enough for leaning
I leave in a catatonic crawl
And if i die tonight then throw me in
Some bleak teutonic hole
Six feet under with a snap-frozen soul
And really we could all just die of shame
And really we could all just die of shame
Dumb europe, dumb europe, dumb europe.
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19. _ Cindy
Words and music by kaye - weisman - fuller
"the bad seeds performed cindy regularly in their live sets in 1990,and indeed on a tv appearance as well. i have a version of elvis presly doing this song, but i think it's a traditional, also known as 'i wish i was an apple', or as 'sydney'. i think the bad seeds often sang 'come on home, sydney cindy' -maurice
Wish i was an apple dangling from a tree
Every time you'd pass me by you'd take a bite of me
I wish i was a bluebird i'd never fly away
I'd sit up on your shoulder baby and sing to you all day
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home cindy cindy
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home to me
I wrote it in a letter, carved it on a tree
Told it to a honeycomb, told it to a bee
Told them that i love you, they all know its true
Say it till the cows come home until it gets to you
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home cindy cindy
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home to me
Need you in the morning to start the coffee pot
Need you in the afternoon to fan me when i'm hot
Need you in the evening when supper time is through
What i'm really tryin' to say is i can't get enough of you
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home cindy cindy
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home to me
If i were a musician i'd harp on just one thing
You should never play my harp the way you pluck a string
If only you would love me say it and tell me so
I need two charms about me baby to have the whole world
Know
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home cindy cindy
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home to me
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home cindy cindy
Come on home cindy cindy, come on home to me
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20. _ I Just Dropped In (to See What Condition My Condition Was In)
Credits: newberry / newberry
I woke up this morning with the sun out shining in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag but then
I tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then i followed in
I watched myself crawling out now, as i came crawling in
I got up so tight i couldn't unwind
I saw so much, i broke my mind
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
Somebody painted april fool in big black letters on a dead end sign
I had my foot on the gas as i left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles out of memphis and i got no spare
Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
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21. _ The Sorrowful Wife
i married my wife on the day of the eclipse
Our friends awarded her courage with gifts
Now as the nights grow longer and the season shifts
I look to my sorrowful wife
Who is quietly tending her flowers
Who is quietly tending her .....
The water is high on the beckoning river
I made her a promise i could not deliver
And the cry of the birds sends a terrible shiver
Through me and my sorrowful wife
Who is shifting the furniture around
Who is shifting the furniture around
Now we sit beneath the knotted yew
And the bluebells bob around our shoes
The task of remembering the telltale clues
Goes to my lovely, my sorrowful wife
Who is counting the days on her fingers
Who is counting the days on her .....
Come on and help me babe
Come on now
Help me babe
I was blind
The grass here grows long and high
Twists right up to the sky
White clouds roll on by
Come on now and help me babe
I was blind
I was a fool babe
I was blind
Come on now
A loose wind last night blew down
Black trees bent to the ground
Their blossoms made such a sound
That i could not hear myself think babe
Come on now
And help me babe
Help me now
I was blind
I was a fool
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22. _ Sweetheart Come
come over here, babe
It ain't that bad
I don't claim to understand
The troubles that you've had
But the dogs you say they fed you to
Lay their muzzles in your lap
And the lions that they led you to
Lie down and take a nap
The ones you fear are wind and air
And i love you without measure
It seems we can be happy now
Be it better late than never
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come to me
The burdens that you carry now
Are not of your creation
So let's not weep for their evil deeds
But for their lack of imagination
Today's the time for courage, babe
Tomorrow can be for forgiving
And if he touches you again with his stupid hands
His life won't be worth living
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come to me
Walk with me now under the stars
For it's a clear and easy pleasure
And be happy in my company
For i love you without measure
Walk with me now under the stars
It's a safe and easy pleasure
It seems we can be happy now
It's late but it ain't never
It's late but it ain't never
It's late but it ain't never
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23. _ Shivers (howard)
I've been contemplating suicide,
But it really doesn't suit my style,
So i think i'll just act bored instead
Who can take (alt: and contain) the blood i would've shed?
She makes me feel so ugly (alt: so weary) (alt: so ill at ease)
My heart is really on it's knees
But i keep a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell
But my baby's so vain
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a permanent shiver down my
Spine
I keep her photograph against my heart
For in my life she plays a starring part
All alcohol and cigarettes
There is no room for cheap regrets
But my baby's so vain
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a permanent shiver down my
Spine
She makes me feel so ugly
My heart is really on it's knees
But i keep a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell
But my baby's so vain
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a perennial shiver down my
Spiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiyiyi-ine
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24. _ Love Letter
i hold this letter in my hand
A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer
I hope it does as i have planned
Losing her again is more than i can bear
I kiss the cold, white envelope
I press my lips against her name
Two hundred words. we live in hope
The sky hangs heavy with rain
Love letter love letter
Go get her go get her
Love letter love letter
Go tell her go tell her
A wicked wind whips up the hill
A handful of hopeful words
I love her and i always will
The sky is ready to burst
Said something i did not mean to say
Said something i did not mean to say
Said something i did not mean to say
It all came out the wrong way
Love letter love letter
Go get her go get her
Love letter love letter
Go tell her go tell her
Rain your kisses down upon me
Rain your kisses down in storms
And for all who'll come before me
In your slowly fading forms
I'm going out of my mind
Will leave me standing in
The rain with a letter and a prayer
Whispered on the wind
Come back to me
Come back to me
O baby please come back to me
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25. _ Oh My Lord
i thought i'd take a walk today
It's a mistake i sometimes make
My children lay asleep in bed
My wife lay wide-awake
I kissed her softly on the brow
I tried not to make a sound
But with stony eyes she looked at me
And gently squeezed my hand
Call it a premonition, call it a crazy vision
Call it intuition, something learned from mother
But when she looked up at me, i could clearly see
The sword of damocles hanging directly above her
Oh lord oh my lord
Oh lord
How have i offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms around me
Oh lord oh lord
Oh my lord
They called at me through the fence
They were not making any sense
They claimed that i had lost the plot
Kept saying that i was not
The man i used to be
They held their babes aloft
Threw marsh mellows at the security
And said that i'd grown soft
Call it intuition, call it a creeping suspicion,
But their words of derision meant they hardly knew me
For even i could see in the way they looked at me
The spear of destiny sticking right through me
Oh lord oh my lord
Oh lord
How have i offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh lord oh lord
Oh my lord
Now i'm at the hairdressers
People watch me as they move past
A guy wearing plastic antlers
Presses his bum against the glass
Now i'm down on my hands and knees
And it's so fucking hot!
Someone cries, "what are you looking for?"
I scream, "the plot, the plot!"
I grab my telephone, i call my wife at home
She screams, "leave us alone!" i say, "hey, it's only me"
The hairdresser with his scissors, he holds up the mirror
I look back and shiver; i can't even believe what i can see
Be mindful of the prayers you send
Pray hard but pray with care
For the tears that you are crying now
Are just your answered prayers
The ladders of life that we scale merrily
Move mysteriously around
So that when you think you're climbing up, man
In fact you're climbing down
Into the hollows of glamour, where with spikes and hammer
With telescopic camera, they chose to turn the screw
Oh i hate them, ma! oh i hate them, pa!
Oh i hate them all for what they went and done to you
Oh lord oh my lord
Oh lord
How have i offended thee?
Wrap your tender arms round me
Oh lord oh lord
Oh my lord
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26. _ Capers
All words that look prounouncable are not typos, any that look unpronouncable are probably typos. each set of two lines is one line in the lyric book. (ie. what has not got....sir names)(one lin
R
What has not got my heart in it shall we be dubbed sir names
Wither million blither tongues mounting bristling guilt frames
In the fake-ache of the gloomloom slippers slap me alive!
The hours hands down a miracle to spend with ugly types
So we can catch and thread a minstrel bleed a tower down to its ankles
So we can't go up or stay up find the thumb dumb' in your ear brain
Get unfunny! such as choirs do why the clocklock bought up this one
Just when things seem so paperparrent like my toothface? like my out-do?
Oh a streak, o'treacly [not a typo] ink-inks tied my knees all up in elbows
Erase that lapsing smile tub lose the slip of the small soap-fellows
Account the addups till do-nots are we balanced? we're in business!
Idle tidal, rush in, tried all with a limb's... all legs and armour
I had a dreadful diehood diehard drunken sunken, monk-heart
Oh i had a wonderful diehood thanks to my fa. fa. family
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27. _ Faraway, So Close!
From the soundtrack to the film of the same name.
Empty out your pockets, toss the lot upon the floor.
All those treasures, my friend,
You don't need them anymore.
Your days are all through dying,
They gave all their ghosts away,
So kiss close all your wounds and call living life a day.
For the planets gravitate around you,
And the stars shower down around you,
And the angels in heaven adore you,
And the saints all stand and applaud you.
So faraway,
So faraway and yet so close.
Say farewell to the passing of the years,
Though all your sweet goodbyes will fall upon deaf ears.
Kiss so softly the mouths of the ones you love,
Beneath the september moon and the heavens above.
And the world will turn without you,
And history will soon forget about you,
But the heavens they will reward you,
And the saints will be there to escort you.
So faraway,
So faraway and yet so close.
Do not grieve at the passing of mortality,
For life's but a thing of terrible gravity.
And the planets gravitate around you,
And the stars shall dance about you,
And the angels in heaven adore you,
And the saints all stand and applaud you.
So faraway,
So faraway and yet so close.
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28. _ Several Sins
This is a dead letter tale
If i could make this print talk
You made a deep mark/deep mark on me
And only saints say such things as those
So i slid under the floor
Under the oak and the iron
With you under oak and iron
Under the thick and under the thin
Where only fire grows
I forgot to tell you several things-ma
I forgot to tell you 'bout the 7 sins
And i spat dead letter words
And all the breath that i own
Imprinted one word in red/i read
And only saints say such things as these
(about the marks on your throat)
Under the oak and the iron
Under the fat and the thick and the thin
And all of that, and a few 100 more
And only fire grow
I heard the fire grow
Alone in the......
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29. _ Rye Whiskey
Jack of diamonds, jack of diamonds, i know you most of all
You've robbed my poor pockets of silver and gold
And whiskey, you villain, you've been my down-fall
You've cuffed and you've kicked me but i loved you of old
Oh whiskey, rye whiskey, whiskey i cried
If i don't get rye whiskey i surely will die
Well i go yonder mountain and build me a still
And i send you a gallon for a five dollar bill
Well it's beefcake when i'm hungry, whiskey when i'm dry
And it's greenbacks when i'm hard off and hell when i die
If the sea were made of whiskey and i was a duck
I'd swim to the bottom and never come up
Oh, but the sea ain't made of whiskey and i ain't a duck
So i play jack of diamonds and trust on my luck
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30. _ Sad Dark Eyes
[as sung by mick harvey; nick's live versions deviate from this.]
Credits: humphreys/lovett/richards/lynch/anderson/lpa
I look at you in your sad dark eyes
And your gypsy face with your spanish grace
With your words like rhymes and your voice like chimes
Darling, i want to kiss your burning mouth
Your sad dark eys and your ghostlike soul
Darling baby say that you'll be mine
Put your ring on my finger
And comb your long red hair
Put on your sad eyes
And tell me that you care
That you'll be mine, you'll be mine
Until the end of time
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31. _ Sail Away
I climbed the hill, lay in the grass
A little dark-eyed girl drifted past
She said all the best is come, it could not last
And the worst, it has come true
Her hands are small and fluttered up
I lay amongst the buttercups
I pulled on my coat and buttoned it up
For the worst, it had come true
Sail away, sail away
To a place where your troubles can't follow
Sail away, sail away
Save all your tears for tomorrow
Orphans of the city moved toward us
And the swallows swooped and the starlings warned us
And the peril in everything
It assured us that the worst had come true
And all my sorrows made their bed beside me
The shame, the disgrace and the brutality
And she whispered then "let laughter flee."
For the worst, it has come true
Dry your tears, forget while we're here
Leave all your sorrows behind you
Never lose heart, all things will pass
To a place where your troubles can't find you
She came beside me amongst my coat
Her breath was warm against my throat
We clung to each other so very close
For the worst, it had come true
Sail away, sail away
To a place where your heart will not shame you
Take my hand through this night without end
For the worst, it has come to claim you
Sail away, sail away
To a place where no one can betray you
Take my hand through this night without end
For the worst, it has come to claim you
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32. _ Blast Off
This time it's the truth
This time nothings goinna fall on through
These books
Are broken up
Blast off!
Wham! bam!
Right off the shelf
Right off the shelf
Blast off!
This is it- the last one
This ine's the final-in-a-fair-field-of-wheat
This building
Will may be fall down
Blast off!
Down! down!
Down! down!
The ground
Down! down!
The ground
Blast off!
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33. _ King Kong Kitchee Kitchee Ki-mi-o
(can you turn me up a bit?)
King kong kitchee kitchee ki-mi-o [4 times and throughout song]
Well frog went a-courtin' and he did ride
With a sword and a pistol by his side and he rode 'til he came to miss mouse's door
And then he knelt right down upon the floor
He said, "little miss mouse, will you marry me
Way down yonder in the hollow tree
With an owl and a bat and a bumblebee?"
(shoop shoop, shoop shoop)
Miss mouse had suitors, three or four
And they came rushing through the door
Well they grabbed miss mouse and began to fight
In the hollow tree; it was a terrible night
Yeah, "little miss mouse, will you marry me
Way down yonder in the hollow tree
With an owl and a bat and a bumblebee?"
Yeah! yeah!
Mr frog threw her suitors to the floor
And with his sword and his pistol he killed them all
And they went to the vicar the very next day
And they left on their honeymoon right away
Oh glory, glory, glory be
Way down yonder in the hollow tree
With an owl and a bat and a bumblebee
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34. _ God Is In The House
we've laid the cables and the wires
We've split the wood and stoked
The fires
We've lit our town so there is no
Place for crime to hide
Our little church is painted white
And in the safety of the night
We all go quiet as a mouse
For the word is out
God is in the house
God is in the house
God is in the house
No cause for worry now
God is in the house
Moral sneaks in the white house
Computer geeks in the school house
Drug freaks in the crack house
We don't have that stuff here
We have a tiny little force
But we need them of course
For the kittens in the trees
And at night we are on our knees
As quiet as a mouse
For god is in the house
God is in the house
God is in the house
And no one's left in doubt
God is in the house
Homos roaming the streets in packs
Queer bashers with tyre-jacks
Lesbian counter-attacks
That stuff is for the big cities
Our town is very pretty
We have a pretty little square
We have a woman for a mayor
Our policy is firm but fair
Now that god is in the house
God is in the house
God is in the house
Any day now he'll come out
God is in the house
Well-meaning little therapists
Goose-stepping twelve-stepping tetotalitarianists
The tipsy, the reeling and the drop down pissed
We got no time for that stuff here
Zero crime and no fear
We've bred all our kittens white
So you can see them in the night
And at night we're on our knees
As quiet as a mouse
Since the word got out
From the north down to the south
For no-one's left in doubt
There's no fear about
If we all hold hands and very quietly shout
Hallelujah
God is in the house
God is in the house
Oh i wish he would come out
God is in the house
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35. _ Sonny's Burning
Have you heard how sonny's burning
Like some bright erotic star?
And he lights up the proceedings
And raises the temperature.
Flame on! flame on!
Now i've seen to sonny's burning
Someday i think i'll cut him down
But it can get so cold in here
And he gives off such an evil heat.
Flame on! flame on!
Hail my incubatic incubator.
Now pay witness to sonny's burning
Warming the damp and rotten seed
Warming the damp and rotten seed
That blooms into the demon flower
Now both fire and flowers consume me.
Flame on! flame on!
Evil heat is running through me
Flame on! flame on!
Sonny's burning pits into me
Flame on! flame on!
Sonny's burning holes into me
Don't interrupt! don't interrupt!
Flame on! flame on!
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36. _ Tupelo Blues
(john lee hooker 1959)
A song which was a likely inspiration for tupelo. nick's song is also available.
Tupelo blues - john lee hooker (3:23) (from the album the country blues of john lee hooker, riverside 1959). recorded several more times, issued as vee jay single "tupelo (backwater blues) / dusty road", june 1960; also on 1962 vee jay album "the folklore of john lee hooker" as "tupelo". also issued a live recording from newport folk festival in the early 60s.
Did ya read about the flood?
Happened long time ago,
In tupelo, mississippi.
There were thousands o' lives,
Destroyed.
It rained, it rained,
Both night and day.
The poor people was worried.
Didn't have no place to go.
Could hear may people, cryin' "lord!"
Have mercy!"
'cause you're the only one,
That we can turn to"
Happened a long time ago.
A little town,
Way back in mississippi,
In tupelo
Hm-mm, hm-mm, hm-mm-mm,
Hm-mm, hm-mm, hm-mm-mm,
Hm- mm, hm-mm-mm,
Hm-mm, hm-mm, hm-mm-mm,
There was women, and there was children,
They were screamin' an' cryin',
Cryin', "lord, have mercy!
You're the only one now, that we can turn to."
Way back down in mississippi, a little country town.
I know ya read about it,
'cause i'll never forget it.
The mighty flood in tupelo, mississippi.
Been years ago.
Hm-mm, hm-mm hm-mm-mm,
Oh-hoh, oh- hoh oh-oh-oh
Hm-mm-mm
Oh-hmm, lord, have mercy!
Wasn't that a mighty time? tupelo's gone.
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37. _ All The Pretty Little Horsies
From the current '93 album all the pretty horsies
Hush-a-bye
Don't you cry
Go to sleepy little baby
Go to sleepy little baby
When you wake
You shall have
All the pretty little horsies
All the pretty little horsies
Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys
All the pretty little horsies
Way down yonder
In the meadow
Lies a poor little lamby
Bees and butterflies
Flitting round his eyes
Poor little thing is crying
"mammy"
Go to sleep
Don't you cry
Rest your head upon the clover
Rest your head upon the clover
In your dreams
You shall ride
While your mammy's watching over
Blacks and bays
Dapples and greys
All the pretty little horsies
All the pretty little horsies
All the pretty little horsies
All the pretty little horsies
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38. _ Happy Birthday
It's a very happy day
We are at lots of fun fun fun
And it's ice-cream and jelly
And a punch in the belly
How much can you throw over the walls?
And see how his face glows
It's a bike! what a surprise.
It's a big bike. what a big surprise.
It's a red bike. what a red surprise.
Oh, what a surprise.
But the best thing there
But the best thing there
Was the wonderful dog chair
Was the beautiful dog chair
That could count right up to ten
It could count right up to ten
It went woof, woof, woof, woof, woof,
Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof.
And it's another happy day.
He was born eleven years ago
And this year it's long trousers
And a very smart tie.
Just think in five years he'll be shaving.
And see how his face glows
It's a bike. what a surprise!
It's a samurai sword.
What a metal surprise.
He'll remember this day for the rest of his life.
But the best thing there
But the best thing there
Is that fabulous dog chair
The immaculate dog chair
That could count right up to eleven
It could count right up to eleven
It went woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof,
Woof, woof, woof.
But the best thing there
But the best thing there
Was my darling the dog chair
But the rampaging dog chair
That could count right up to eleven
It could count right up to eleven.
And it went round and round the house.
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39. _ That's What Jazz Is To Me
Jazz
Fire eating drag-queens dressed as society whores
Crazy two timing bitches running round
Ghetto blasting blasters, blasting magnificently
Blossoms falling from the cherry trees
That's what jazz is to me
High buildings with crippled backs circle around my dreams
I clutch at the greasy tails of my dreams
White blossom falling from the cherry trees
That's what jazz is to me
Ten bottles standing in a row military style
With hats pulled low over their brows
A thousand wasted hours
Skeletons entwined fucking and braying ? fields
Blossoms falling from the cherry tree
That's what jazz is to me
History repeating itself like a
All the great cars of the world in one massive collision
All the doctors swallowed up by one incompetence
All the great theorists and teachers eaten alive ...
Religious extacy and a blossom falling from a cherry tree
That's what jazz is to me
Blind fish being used as musical scales
Sharks puffed for fish and whales
I long to be by the sea where a blossom falls from a cherry tree
That's what jazz is to me
Three forms, four forms, five forms, six forms,
Seven forms, eight forms, nine forms,
A blossom falling from the cherry tree
That's what jazz is to me
As einstein said about his theory
I love, i love, i love, i love jazz
It's in your heart, it's in your soul, it's in your mind
The colour of death, sweet vanilla essence
Richard harris and donald pleasance
And a cherry blossom falling from a cherry tree
That's what jazz is to me
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40. _ The Good Son (nick Cave Version)
One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man is gone
The good son walks into the field
He is a tiller, he has a tiller's hands
But down in his heart now
He lays down his queer plans
Against his brother and against his family
Yet he worships his brother
And he worships his mother
But it's his father, he says, is an unfair man
The good son
The good son
The good son
The good son has sat and often wept
Beneath a malign star by which he's kept
And the night-time in which he's wrapped
Speaks of good and speaks of evil
And he calls to his mother
And he calls to his father
But they are deaf in the shadows
Of his brother's truancy
The good son
The good son
The good son
The good son
And he curses his mother
And he curses his father
And he curses his virtue like an unclean thing
The good son
The good son
The good son
One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man
One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man
One more man gone
One more man gone
One more man
(repeat)
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41. _ 500 Miles
If you miss the train i'm on
Then you know that i'll be gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Lord i'm one, lord i'm two, lord i'm three, lord i'm four
Lord i'm 500 miles away from home
500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles, 500 miles,
Lord i'm 500 miles away from home
Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name
Lord i can't go-a-home this-a-way
This-a-way, this-a-way, this-a-way, this-a-way,
Lord i can't go-a-home this-a-way
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42. _ Dull Day
The light from the window
Falls on the floor
And after it breaks
I cut my feet
On the little bright pieces
I glow in the dark
But only when night falls
It's falling it's falling
It falls
My head is a night-club
Club-clubbed to dull drums
Beating to slow
To dance or to breathe or to dance
I insist that you cut in
I a la flambe
I'm drinking i'm drinking
I'm drunk
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43. _ Oh, Happy Day
Oh happy day, oh happy day
When jesus washed, oh when he washed
When my jesus washed, he washed my sins away
Oh happy day
He taught me how to walk, fight and pray, fight and pray
And in rejoicing, in rejoicing every, every day, every day.
Oh happy day, oh happy day;
When my jesus washed, oh when he washed
When my jesus washed all the sins away
Oh happy day, yeah.
You see he taught me how to watch, fight and pray fight and pray
And in rejoicing, in rejoicing every day, every day
Oh happy, happy day, oh happy, happy day
Oh it felt so good when jesus, when jesus washed,
When my jesus washed my sins away.
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44. _ (i'll Love You) Till The End Of The World
It was a miracle i even got outta longwood alive,
This town fulla men with big mouths and no guts,
I mean, if you can just picture it,
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast,
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass,
And all the drunks pourin' outta the dance halls,
Starin' up at the smoke and the flames,
And the blind pencil seller wavin' his stick,
Shoutin' for his dog that lay dead on the side of the road,
And me, if you can believe this, at the wheel of the car
Closin my eyes and actually prayin',
Not to god above, but to you, sayin',
Help me girl, help me girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
Some things we plan, we sit and we invent and we plot and cook up,
Others are works of inspiration, of poetry,
And it was this genius hand that pushed me up the hotel stairs
To say my last goodbye,
To her hair white as snow, and her pale blue eyes,
Sayin "i gotta go, i gotta go, the bomb and the bread basket
Are ready to blow,"
In this town of men with big mouths and no guts,
The pencil seller's dog spooked by the explosion
And leapin' under my wheels as i careered outta longwood on my way to you,
Waitin in your dress, in your dress of blue
I said thank you girl, thank you girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
And with the horses prancin' through the fields,
With my knife in my jeans and the rain on the shield,
I sang a song for the glory of the beauty of you,
Waitin for me in your dress of blue
Thank you girl, thank you girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
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45. _ King Ink
This leaves out a lot of the repetions on this lyric sheet, and i'm pretty sure a few sections are out of order compared with the recorded song.
King ink strolls into town
He sniffs around
King ink kicks off his stink-boot
Sand and soot and dust and dirt and
He's much bigger than you think
King ink
King ink, wake up, get up
Wake up, up, up, up, up, up
A bug crawls up the wall
King ink feels like a bug
And he hates his rotten shell
Cha-cha-{10 cha's)
King ink, get up, go forth
Wake up-what's in that room
Wake up- what's in that house?
Express thyself say something loudly
Aaaahhhh! what's in that room?
Sand and soot and dust and dirt
Dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt dirt
King ink feels like a bug
Swimming in a soup-bowl
Oh yer! yer! what a wonderful life
Fats domino on the radio
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46. _ Mister Frog Went A-courting
Mister frog went a-courting and he did ride
Uh-hmm, uh-hmm
Mister frog went a-courting and he did ride
A sword and pistol by his side
Uh-hmm, uh-hmm.
He went down to missy mousie's door
Where he had often been before.
He said, "missy mouse, are you within?"
"yes kind sir, i sit and spin."
He took missy mouse upon his knee
And said "missy mouse, will you marry me?"
"without my uncle rat's consent"
"i wouldn't marry the pres-i-dent."
Uncle rat laughed and shook his fat sides,
To think his niece would be a bride.
When uncle rat gave his consent
The weasel wrote the publishment.
Where will the wedding supper be?
Way down yonder in a holler tree.
What will the wedding supper be?
Two green beans and a black-eyed pea.
The first guest in was a bumblebee
He danced a jig with a crook-backed flea.
The owl did hoot, the birds they sang
And through the woods the music rang.
They all went sailing 'cross the lake
And got swallered up by a big black snake
There's bread and cheese upon the shelf
If you want any more you can sing it yourself.
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47. _ She's Hit
There is woman-pie in here
Mr. evangalist says she's hit
The best cook you ever had
Ya can't blame the good-woman now, dad
And ya looked him up for 20 years
Now there's action on the basement stairs
A monster half man half beast climbs
Hear the hatchet (grind, grind)
Pilgrim gets 1 hacked daughter
And all we guys get are 40 hack reporters
Uptown 100 skirts are bleeding
Mr. evangilist says
She's hit ev'ry little bit
She's hit ev'ry little bit
Now if only we could all grow wings and fly
Sweet hatchet swing low son
I'm feeling pretty lonesome
Christen the bastard jack dad
The head-shrinker is a quack
"anyone who'd wear their hair like that"
The vinyl is so cool/the conversation's cruel
Hold my heart romeo its in a rodeo
Hold my head daddy-o it just won't go-o-o-o
And all the girls across the world
Are hit ev'ry little bit
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48. _ Stow-a-way
Hey hey i am the stow-a-way
Hey hey i am the stow-a-way
My girl turned blue as an iceberg do
And me i'm totally shipwrecked over her
Baby baby don't blow away
Hey hey i am the stow-a-way
I am the stow-a-way
This is your captain talking to ya
This is your captain talking to ya
This is your captain talking to ya
This is your captain talking to ya
Heartache
Hey hey i am the stow-a-way
I am the stow-a-way
My girl turned blue as an iceberg do
And me i'm totally shipwrecked over her
Hey baby don't blow away
Hey hey i am the stow-a-way
I am the stow-a-way
This your doctor talking to ya
This your doctor talking to ya
This your doctor talking to ya
This your doctor talking to ya
Heartache
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49. _ Swampland
Quixanne, ah'm in its grip
Quixanne, ah'm in its grip
Sinken in the mud
Patron-saint of the bog.
They cum with boots of blud
Wit pitchfawk and with club
Chantin out mah name
Got doggies strainin onna chain
Lucy, ah'll love ya till the end!
They hunt me like a dog
Down in sw-a-a-a-amp land!
So cum mah executioners! cum bounty hunters!
Cum mah county killers--for ah cannot run no more
Ah cannot run no more
Ah cannot run no more
No i can't!
Lucy, ya won't see this face agin
Wheb ya caught ya swing and burn...
Down in sw-a-a-a-amp land!
The trees are veiled in fog
The trees are veiled in fog
Like so many jilted brides
Now they're all breakin down and cry
Cryin tears upon mah face
Cryin tears upon mah face
And they smell of gasolene
A-a-a-a-ah- scr-e-e-e-a-am
Lucy, ya made a sinner out of me
Now ah'm burnin like a saint
Down in sw-a-a-a-amp land!
So cum mah executioners! cum mah bounty huntahs!
Cum mah county killers--ya know ah cannot run no more
No ah cannot run no more.
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50. _ All The Pretty Little Horses
Hushaby, don' you cry
Go to sleepy little baby
When you awake you shall have cake
And all the pretty little horses.
Blacks and bays, dapples and grays
Coach, and a six a little horses.
So hushaby, etc.
Way down yonda', down in the medder
There's a poor little lambie.
Bees an' the butterflies peckin' out his eyes
Poor lambie cried fo' his mammy.
But hushaby, etc.
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51. _ Love Henry
Words and music by bob dylan (1993 special rider music)
Original version of henry lee. nick's version is also available.
"get down, get down, love henry," she cried,
"and stay all night with me.
I have gold chains, and the finest i have
I'll apply them all to thee."
"i can't get down and i shan't get down,
Or stay all night with thee.
Some pretty little girl in cornersville
I love far better than thee."
He laid his head on a pillow of down.
Kisses she gave him three.
With a penny knife that she held in her hand
She murdered mortal he.
"get well, get well, love henry, " she cried,
"get well, get well," said she.
"oh don't you see my own heart's blood
Come flowin' down so free?"
She took him by his long yellow hair,
And also by his feet.
She plunged him into well water, where
It runs both cold and deep.
"lie there, lie there, love henry," she cried,
"til the flesh rots off your bones.
Some pretty little girl in cornersville
Will mourn for your return."
"hush up, hush up, my parrot," she cried,
"don't tell no news on me,
Or these costly beads around my neck,
I'll apply them all to thee.
"fly down, fly down, pretty parrot," she cried,
"and light on my right knee.
The doors to your cage shall be decked with gold
And hung on a willow tree."
"i won't fly down, i can't fly down
And light on your right knee.
A girl who would murder her own true love
Would kill a little bird like me."
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52. _ Stagalee
Three traditional versions of the song from murder ballads. nick's version is also available. further details (and the actual book nick edited from) are also available.
Stagolee
Bad man stagalee when he bad,
He bad wid a gun
Stagalee, stagalee --- you must-a been a sinner
Ev'ry- christmas eve they give stagalee a dinner
Bad man stagalee, when he bad
He bad wid a gun.
Don't you remember you remember
One dark stormy night
Stagalee and bill o. lion
Dey had dat noble fight.
Bill o. lion tole stagalee
Please don't take my life
I got three little children
And a dear lil' lovin'wife
Stagalee told billy o. lion
I don't care for your three lil' children
Or even your lovin' wife
You stole mah stetson hat
And i'm goin to take yo'life
Stagalee pulled out his forty-four
It went boom boom boom
It wasn't long' fore bill o. lion
Wvere layin'on de flo'
Stagalee's woman she went to her boss
Said, "please give me some change.
Dey got my baby in de station house
An'mah business mus'be'ranged. "
Stagalee asked his woman
"how much change has you got?"
She run her han'in her stocking feet
And pulled out a hundred spot.
She had to get mo'money.
From southern folk ballads, mcneill collected from vera hall, al 1947
Stagolee
Stagolee was a bad man,
Ev'rybody knows.
Spent one hundred dollars
Just to buy him a suit of dothes.
He was a bad man
That mean old stagolee
Stagolee shot billy de lyons
What do you think about that?
Shot him down in cold blood
Because he stole his stetson hat;
He was a bad man
That mean old stagolee
Billy de lyons said, stagolee
Please don't take my life
I've got two little babes
And a darling, loving wife;
You are a bad man
You mean old stagolee.
What do i care about your two little babes,
Your darling loving wife?,
You done stole my stetson hat
I'm bound to take your life;
He was a bad man,
That mean old stagolee.
The judge said, stagolee,
What you doing in here?,
You done shot mr. billy de lyons,
You going to die in the electric chair;
He was a bad man
That mean old stagolee.
Twelve o'clock they killed him
Head reached up high
Last thing that poor boy said,
"my six-shooter never lied."
He was a bad man,
That mean old stagolee.
Stagolee
Chorus: stagolee, stagolee, he's the meanest man in town
When that boy starts gamblin', better lay your money down
Down in new orleans where they got that lyon's club
Every step you step you're steppin' in billy de lyon's blood
I remember one september, on a cold and stormy night
Billy de lyon and stagolee, lord, they had a great big fight
Billy shot a seven, and stack he said he'd pass
Stack said to billy de lyon, "brother,
You done shot your last"
The woman asked the sheriff, said "how can this be?
You got all them bad men, but you can't get stagolee"
Deputies took their badges and they laid them on the shelf
"if you want to get that bad man, you get him by yourself"
Now send for the policemen, a hundred thousand come
Loaded down with rifles and a great big gatling gun
On friday we condemned him, the judge he lowered his head
On saturday we hanged him, i was glad to see him dead
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53. _ Junkyard
I am the king, i am the kind
One dead marine through the hatch
Scratch and scrape this heavenly body
Every ince of winning skin
There's garbage in honeys sack again
Honey honey honey honey
Come on and kiss me
Honey honey honey
Honey's child is taken over this place
Two dead marines standing in line
Drink to me! this heavenly body
Every inch a winning thing
Honey honey honey
Hack hack hack hack this heavenly body
Yack yack yack yack yack goes junk-face
Scratch scape scratch this winning skin
There's garbage in honey's sack again
Garbage in honey garbage in honey
Garbage in honey's sack again
Garbage in honey
Junkwayrd king junkyard king
King king king
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54. _ The Big Hurt
Nick performed this for the italian film mojo, along with gallon drunk and it is available on a cd called soho.
Now it begins, now that you're gone
Needles and pins, twilight till dawn
Watching that clock till you return
And lighting that torch and watching it burn
Now it begins, day after day
This is my life ticking away
Waiting to hear footsteps that say:
Love will appear and this time will stay
Each time you go
I try to pretend
It's over at last
This time the big hurt will end
Now it begins, now that you're gone
Needles and pins, twilight till dawn
So if you don't come back again
I wonder when, oh when will it end?
The big hurt (repeat)
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55. _ We Came Along This Road
i left by the back door
With my wife's lover's smoking gun
I don't know what i was hoping for
I hit the road at a run
I was your lover
I was your man
There never was no other
I was your friend
Till we came along this road
Till we came along this road
Till we came along this road
I ain't sent you no letters, ma
But i'm looking quite a trip
The world spinning beneath me, ma
Guns blazing at my hip
You were my lover
You were my friend
There never was no other
On whom i could depend
Then we came along this road
We came along this road
We came along this road
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56. _ As I Sat Sadly By Her Side
as i sat sadly by her side
At the window, through the glass
She stroked a kitten in her lap
And we watched the world as it fell past
Softly she spoke these words to me
And with brand new eyes, open wide
We pressed our faces to the glass
As i sat sadly by her side
She said, "father, mother, sister, brother,
Uncle, aunt, nephew, niece,
Soldier, sailor, physician, labourer,
Actor, scientist, mechanic, priest
Earth and moon and sun and stars
Planets and comets with tails blazing
All are there forever falling
Falling lovely and amazing"
Then she smiled and turned to me
And waited for me to reply
Her hair was falling down her shoulders
As i sat sadly by her side
As i sat sadly by her side
The kitten she did gently pass
Over to me and again we pressed
Our different faces to the glass
"that may be very well", i said
"but watch the one falling in the street
See him gesture to his neighbours
See him trampled beneath their feet
All outward motion connects to nothing
For each is concerned with their immediate need
Witness the man reaching up from the gutter
See the other one stumbling on who can not see"
With trembling hand i turned toward her
And pushed the hair out of her eyes
The kitten jumped back to her lap
As i sat sadly by her side
Then she drew the curtains down
And said, "when will you ever learn
That what happens there beyond the glass
Is simply none of your concern?
God has given you but one heart
You are not a home for the hearts of your brothers
And god does not care for your benevolence
Anymore than he cares for the lack of it in others
Nor does he care for you to sit
At windows in judgement of the world he created
While sorrows pile up around you
Ugly, useless and over-inflated"
At which she turned her head away
Great tears leaping from her eyes
I could not wipe the smile from my face
As i sat sadly by her side
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57. _ Knoxville Girl
I met a little girl in knoxville
A town we all know well
And every sunday evening
In her home i'd dwell
We went to take an evening walk
About a mile from town
I picked a stick up off the ground
And i knocked that fair girl down
She fell down on her bended knees
For mercy she did cry
"oh willy, dear, don't kill me yet
I'm unprepared to die"
She never spoke another word
I only beat her more
Until the ground around me
With her blood did flow
I took her by her golden curls
And i dragged her 'round and 'round
Throwing her into the river
That flows from knoxville town
Go down, go down, you knoxville girl
With your dark and roving eyes
Go down, go down, you knoxville girl
You can never be my bride
I started back to knoxville
Got there about midnight
My mother, she was worried
She woke up in a fright
Saying, "dear son, what have you done
To bloody up your clothes?"
I told my anxious mother
That i was bleading in my nose
I called for me a candle
And i called for me a bed
And i called for me a handkerchief
To bind my aching head
I rolled and thrashed the whole night through
All horrors i did see
The devil stood at the foot of my bed
Pointing his finger at me
They carried me down to knoxville
And put me in a cell
My friends all tried to get me out
But none could grow my bail
I'm here to waste my life away
Down in this dirty old jail
Because i murdered that knoxville girl
The girl i loved so well
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58. _ Long Time Man (nick Cave Version)
Written by tim rose
Yeah, they came to take me away
Said i'd be sitting here for the rest of my life
But i don't really care - i shot my wife
And brother, i can't even remember the reason why
Oh, it makes a long time man feel bad
Yeah, it makes a long time man feel bad
Well i ain't had no love since i don't know when
It sure makes a long time man feel bad
We was down in jacksonville
A cold winter night
My baby and i, we began to fight
I heated up, and i grabbed my gun
I get so cold on those nights down south
She was laying in a pool right there on the kitchen floor
She looked up at me and began to smile
Her gasping words: "baby, i love you"
Then she closed those baby blue eyes
(chorus, and variations)
Sometimes i hear you call my name in the dead of the night
I ain't had those arms around me
I ain't had those lips, those lips, around me
It sure makes a long time man feel bad
So bad
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59. _ A Dead Song
This is true
Mister nothing said forever said
I can sing
Hit it! make it a dead one
With words like
Blood, soldier mother
O.k. o.k.
I want to sleep before the end
Which is impolite
Hit it! make it a dead one
If nothing crops up
I'll give you a ring
You can sing the end
O.k o.k.
Then i could get
All the little animals out of my room
Hit it! with a broom
O.k o.k
Put them in a big white sack
No visitors came
Hit it! with words like.....
Thou shalt not
The end
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60. _ Nick The Stripper
Nick the stripper
Hideous to the eye
Hideous to the ee
He's a fat little insect
A fat little insect
And oooooohhhh! here we go again
Nick the stripper
Dances on all fours
Dances on all fours
He's in his birthday suit
He's in his birthday suit
And oooooohhhh! here we go again
Nick the stripper
Hideous to the eye
Hideous to the eye
He's a fat little insect
A fucked little insect
And oooooooohhhh! here we go again
Insect insect insect insect
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61. _ Cassiel's Song
We've come to bring you home
Haven't we, cassiel?
To cast aside your loss and all your sadness
And shuffle off that mortal coil and mortal madness
For we're here to pick you up and bring you home
Aren't we, cassiel?
It's a place where you did not belong
Were time itself was mad and far too strong
Where life leapt up laughing and hit you head on
And hurt you, didn't it hurt you, cassiel?
While time outran you and trouble flew toward you,
And you were there to greet it,
Weren't you, foolish cassiel?
But here we are, we've come to call you home
And here you'll stay never more to stray
Where you can kick off your boots of clay
Can't you, cassiel?
For death and you did recklessly collide
And time ran out of you
And you ran out of time,
Didn't you, cassiel?
And all the clocks, in all the world
May this once just skip a beat in memory of you
Then again those damn clocks, they probably won't
Will they, cassiel?
One moment you are there and then strangely you are gone,
But on behalf of all of us here we are glad to have you home
Aren't we, dear cassiel?
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62. _ Just You And Me
First: i tried to kill it with a hammer
Thought that i could lose
The head
Sure! we've eaten off the silver
When even the food was against us
And then i tried to kill it in the bed
Second: i gagged it with a pillow
But awoke the nuns inside my head
They pound their goddy-goddy fists
From the inside-so from the outside
I got good: i stuck it. dead
Thirdly: i put my lips upon it
And blew a frost across
Its flat
I wrote upon its outside-surface
"tonite we're on the outside surface"
Just you and me girl: you and me and the fat
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63. _ Oxford Tragedy (traditional Version )
From english folk songs from the southern appalachians, sharp. collected from mary wilson and mrs. townley, kentucky, 1917
Once there was a little tailor boy
About sixteen years of age;
My father hired me to a miller
That i might learn the trade.
I fell in love with a knoxville girl,
Her name was flora dean.
Her rosy cheeks, her curly hair,
I really did admire.
Her father he persuaded me
To take flora for a wife;
The devil he persuaded me
To take flora's life.
Up stepped her mother so bold and gay,
So boldly she did stand;
Johnny dear, go marry her
And take her off my hands.
I went unto her father's house
About nine o'clock at night,
A-asking her to take a walk
To do some prively talk.
We had not got so very far
Till looking around and around,
He stooping down picked up a stick
And knocks little flora down.
She fell upon her bended knees,
For mercy she did cry:
O johnny dear, don't murder me,
For i'm not fit to die.
I took her by her lily-white hands
A-slung her around and around;
I drug her off to the river-side,
And plunged her in to drown.
I returned back to my miller's house
About nine o'clock at night,
But little did my miller know
What i had been about.
The miller turned around and about,
Said:" johnny, what blooded your clothes?"
Me being so apt to take a hint:
By bleeding at the nose.
About nine or ten days after that,
Little flora she was found
A-floating down by her father's house
Who lived in knoxville town.
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64. _ The Sweetest Embrace
From the album oedipus schmoedipus by barry adamson
Our time is done my love
We've laid it all to waste
One thousand moonlit kisses
Can't sweeten this bitter taste
My desire for you is endless
And i'll love you 'till we fall
I just don't want you no more
And that's the sweetest embrace of all
To think we can find happiness
Hidden in a kiss
Ah, to think we can find happiness
That's the greatest mistake there is
There is nothing left to cling to babe
There is nothing left to soil
I just don't want you no more
And that's the sweetest embrace of all
Ooohhh where did it begin
When all we did was lose
There's nothin' left to win
So lay your weapons down
They serve no purpose in your hands
And if you wanna hold me
Then go ahead and hold me
I won't upset your plans
If it's revenge you want
Then take it babe
Or you can walk right out the door
I just don't want you anymore
And that's the sweetest embrace of all
Ooohhh where did it begin
When all we did was lose
There's nothin' left to win
It's over babe
And it really is a shame
We are losers you and me babe
In a rigged and crooked game
My desire for you is endless
And i love you most of all
I just don't want you no more
And that's the sweetest embrace of all
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65. _ Girl At The Bottom Of My Glass
I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass
Through its telescopic bottom
I can't raise my glass, without seeing her ass
Through its telescopic bottom
If you wanna know what agony is
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
Well love'll come a-knockin' with my toolbag and my stockin'
Challeng-challengin' her knickers
Well love'll come a-knockin' with my toolbag and my stockin'
With my bag a-challenging her knickers
If you wanna know whats shakin' down the house
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
I can spill my drink from the woman at the sink,
Coming at my lap with rum and bitters
Slop my drink, without that woman at the sink,
I'll grab my back with the rag and mittens
If you're looking for that woman at the house
Ask the girl at the bottom of my glass
All right!
I cannot raise my drink, without stopping to think
That some bad baby's givin' me trouble
I cannot raise my drink, without stopping to think
That some bad baby's givin' me trouble
If you wanna see what's inside of sally
You'll find that doll in a hole out in the alley,
Yeah
I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass
That booze is a-turning bitter
I cannot raise my glass, without seeing her ass
'cause you got no more than bitter
If you know a little bit about my past
Take my switch at the bitch in my house
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66. _ Hamlet (pow, Pow, Pow)
Hamlet fishin' in the grave
Thru custard bones and stuff
He aint got no friend in there
I believe our man's in love
Hamlet's got a gun-now
He wears a crucifex
Pow pow pow pow
Hamlet moves so beautiful
Walking thru the flowers
Who are hing 'round the corners
He's movin' down the street-now
He likes the look of that cadillac
Pow pow pow pow
Is this love some kinda love
Now he movin' down my street
And he's coming to my house
Crawling up my stairs
Where for art thou baby-face
Where-for-art-thou
Pow pow pow pow
Is this love
Pow!
He shoot it inside
Don't let'em steal your heart away
He went and stole my heart
Pow!!
Hey hey hey
Pow!!
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67. _ I Rowed A Little Boat
John lee hooker - vocal, acoustic guitar (orpheum music, 1959)
A traditional song similar to my little boat is empty. nick's song is also available.
You know i rowed a little boat,
Five miles 'cross the pond
You know i rowed a little boat,
'bout five miles 'cross the pond
I throwed my things in the little boat,
It rolled me right along
It was thunderin' and lightenin',
But it rolled me right along
It was thunderin', it was lightenin',
Oh yeah, it rolled me right along
There were thousands of people,
They didn't have no place to go, mmm
Little children they were screamin'
And cryin', oh yeah
The wind was howlin',
They didn't have no place to go, mmm
There were thousands o' people,
They's goin' from door to door, mmm
My little boat kept rollin',
It kept on rollin',
You know it rolled me right along
Mmm-mmm, kept on rollin,
Kept on rollin' kept on rollin'
Kept on rollin', rollin'
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68. _ Time Jesum Transeuntum Et Non Riverentum
Hidden track on the x-files tv series soundtrack.
We were called to the forest,
And we went down.
A wind wind blew warm and eloquent,
We were searching for the secrets of the universe,
We rounded up demons and forced them
To tell us what it all meant.
We tied them to trees,
And broke them down, one by one.
On a scrap of paper they wrote these words:
(and as we read them, the sun broke,
Through the trees.)
"dread the passage of jesus, for he will not return."
Then we headed back to our world,
And left the forest behind,
Our hearts singing with all the knowledge of love.
But somewhere, somehow, we lost the message,
Along the way,
And when we got home, we bought ourselves a house.
And we bought a car that we did not use,
And we bought a cage,and two singing birds.
And at night we'd sit and listen to the canary song.
For we'd both run right out of words.
Now the stars they are all angled wrong,
And the sun and the moon refuse to burn.
But i remember a message,
In a demon's hand,
"dread the passage of jesus, for he does not return."
...he does not return
...he does not return
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69. _ Black Betty (nick Cave Version)
Look-a look-a yonder (3x)
Well the sun done gone
The captain can't hold her (3x)
The way i do now
Ada got a gold mine (3x)
Way above her knees
The shiv (?) is golden (3x)
Above her knees
Look-a look-a yonder (3x)
Well the sun done gone
Wohoh, black betty, bam-e-lam (2x)
Black betty had a baby, bam-e-lam (2x)
Damn thing was crazy, bam-e-lam (2x)
Wohoh, black betty, bam-e-lam (2x)
Oh, betty black betty, bam-e-lam (2x)
Black betty had a baby, bam-e-lam (2x)
Damn thing was crazy, bam-e-lam (2x)
Black betty didn't mind, bam-e-lam (2x)
Damn thing was blind, bam-e-lam (2x)
Wohoh, black betty, bam-e-lam (2x)
Black betty, black betty, bam-e-lam (2x)
Jump steady black betty, bam-e-lam (2x)
That monday, i was arrested
Tuesday, i locked up in jail
Wednesday baby, my trial's tested
On thursday, nobody could blow my bail
Yes, i'm almost done (3x)
And i ain't gonna yell against no bells
On monday, baby i went a-walking
Tuesday, i .... asked to go
On wednesday i sat down a-talking
On thursday she hock all a my clothes
Yes, i'm almost done (3x)
And i ain't gonna .... no more
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70. _ Fears Of Gun
Gun wears his alcoholism well
Finger in bottle and swingin' it still
From bed to sink and back again
Clock is crawlin' round the same
He's bustin' clock (he hates its face)
Just sittin' and talkin' to heart and ticks
Talkin' back to clock in slow and studied kicks
The fears of gun are the fears of everyone.
Fingers down the throat of love
Fingers down the throat of love
Fingers down the throat of love
Love! love!
Gun does the waltz around the room
Collecting table and chairs and sofa and so on and so on
Gun wears his best blue suit, now let's take to the sky
'we'll go dancin' and eatin' it up
Get a bottle and push it on down'
And let's just beat it up
Transistor radio plays an overwhelmingly sad and lonely song
Saying 'where she gone? where she gone?'
The fears of gun are the fears of everyone.
Fingers down the throat of love
Fingers down the throat of love
Fingers down the throat of love
Love! love!
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71. _ Long Time Fan
Oh, plane, take me away.
Said, i'll be sittin' here for the rest of my life
And i am really scared-- nick's not coming tonight.
And brother, i can't even think of a reason why...
Oh it makes a long time fan feel bad
Yeah, it makes a long time fan feel bad
Well, i ain't had no nick since i don't know when
It sure makes a long time fan feel bad
It was back in jacksonville
Cold windy night
My friends and i-- we began to like
That black-haired guy
And we grabbed our tickets...
Ooooh. i get so cold on those nights we were waiting to buy tickets....
And we would listen to him right there on the kitchen floor
We'd look at one another and begin to smile
His gaspin' words...
"from her.. to eternity"
And we'd imagine those baby blue eyes
Oh, makes along time fan feel bad
Uuuh, yeah it makes a long time fan feel bad
I ain't had no nick since i don't know when..
It sure makes along time fan feel bad
Yeah, makes a long time fan feel bad
Yeaaaah, yeah makes a fan feel so bad
Sometimes i hear your religious voice in the dead of the night
Makes a long time fan feel bad
Yeaaah, makes a long time fan feel bad
Mmmmmmmm, yeah. feeeel bad, bad
I ain't had that crowd around me
I ain't had that nick, that nick around me
It sure makes a long time fan feel bad, so bad
It sure makes a long time fan feel bad
Makes a long time fan feel bad, so bad....
Courtesy of zoo music girl: "here's a little something i wrote while thinking about the sad possibility that nick will not visit the states..." (for the summer of 1997)
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72. _ Six Inch Gold Blade
I stuck a six inch gold blade inside the head of a girl
She: lying through her teeth
Him: lying on his back
Hands of this one,hands off she cried
Grinning at me from hip to hip
Hands off, pretty baby, tough blood then so soft to slip
Ooohh yeah
I stuck a six inch gold blade in the head of a girl
Sharks fun slices suger-bed slices that pretty red-head
I love you! now me! i love you!
Laughter, laughter
Oh baby, those skinny girls, they're so quick to murder
Ooohhh yeah.
Shake it baby, c'mon, shake, shake it baby
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73. _ Viviane
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74. _ What Can I Give You?
From a frech promo cd given away with henry's dream.
All my life i failed to see
One good thing standing in front of me
And the planets gravitate around you
And the stars, the stars surround you
And the angels in heaven adore you
And the saints, the saints all stand and applaud you
What can i give you?
What can i give you in return?
The shadow came creeping, a criminal
That you chased, babe, from my life
And sometimes when i'm sleeping i see him shuffle against the night
Oh, he's waiting, yeah he's waiting to return
And each step i take moves me one step below you
And you must do in order to console me
Help me, help me, help me, baby, reach down and collect me
What can i give you?
What can i give you in return?
Galaxies collide; they shower down around you
And i searched, i stumbled and then i found you
In your robe, in your crown, reaching low, babe
Reaching low down to the ground
What can i give you?
What can i give you in return?
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75. _ Black Betty (traditional Version)
Oh, lawd, black betty,
Bam-ba-lamb,
Oh, lawd, black betty,
Bamhalamb,
Black betty had a baby,
Bambalamb,
Black betty had a baby,
Bambalamb.
Oh, lawd, black betty,
Bam-ba-lamb,
Oh, lawd, black betty,
Bam-ba-lamb,
It de cap'n's baby,
Bam-ba-lamb,
It de cap'n's baby,
Bam-ba-lamb.
Oh, lawd, black betty,
Bambalamb,
Oh, lawd, black betty,
Bambalamb,
But she didn' feed de baby,
Bambalamb,
But she didn' feed de baby,
Bambalamb.
Oh, lawd, black betty,
Bamhalamb,
Oh, lawd, black betty,
Bambalamb,
Black betty, where'd you come from?
Bambalamb,
Black betty, where'd you come from?
Bambalamb.
From american ballads and folk songs, lomax
Note: black betty was the whip used in some southern prisons.
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76. _ Blundertown
Blundertown is drowned in no brainstorm
Smothered in mud at the foot of the river
The color vague is slapped around stupid
Blood dries to a very dull color
I'm drowning and there is no relief from
It's only 12,000 miles to heaven
But the car is broken and we're all well-spoken
I've met three people but i don't think they like me
And we all talk about the state of the weather
I'm drowning and there is no relief from
And everything i say are my own thoughts
Don't listen to my very dull brother
I'm drowning and there is no relief from
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77. _ Kewpie Doll
Well i love that kewpie doll
Yeah i bought her in a show
I dressed her up in a cheap red cotton dress
But everything was either fished-out or spat out
Fished out or spat out
Well i love that kewpie doll
But i could not make it stick
Only she could save my soul
She put her hands inside of me
Well i love that kewpie-doll
Dressed her in a cheap red cotton dress
Fished it out now
Spat it our now
Spat it out in front of me
Well i love that kewpie doll
But i could not make it stick
Doll doll doll doll
I held her in my cheap arms
She believed in me her soul plus my arms
Well i love that kewpie doll
I told her phony storys
I love that kewpie doll
She believed in me
Doll doll dolll doll
Cupie on a stick
I can see her coming even now
Kupie on a stick
I can see her walking to me even now
Well i love that kewpie-doll
But i could not make it stick
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78. _ Patripassian
From the current '93 album all the pretty horsies
The rivers of babylon flow, and fall, and carry
Away...jesus is alone on earth, not merely with no
One to feel and share his agony, but with no one
Even to know of it. heaven and he are the only ones
To know.
Jesus is in a garden, not of delight, like the first
Adam, who fell and took with him all
Mankind, but of agony, where he has saved
Himself and all mankind
He suffers this anguish and abandonment in the
Horror of the night.
Jesus will be in agony until the end of the world.
There must be no resting in the meantime...
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79. _ Tower Of Song
From i'm your fan, a leonard cohen tribute album
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places i used to play
And i'm crazy for love but i'm not coming on
I'm paying my rent everyday in the tower of song
I said to leonard cohen: how lonely does it get?
Leonard cohen hasn't answered me yet
But i can hear him coughing all night long,
A million floors above me in the tower of song
I was born like this, i had no choice
I was born like this, with a golden voice
Twenty-seven angels from the great beyond,
Well they tied me to this table right here in the tower of song
You can stick your needles in a voodoo doll
I'm sorry baby, but it don't look like me at all
I'm standing by the window where the light is strong
They don't let a woman kill you in the tower of song
I've grown bitter, bitter, of this you may be sure:
The rich, the rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there's a mighty judgement but it won't be long, but i may be wrong
You see, you hear these funny voices in the tower of song - oh yeah -
The guitar, the bass, the drums, so nice every hour in the tower of song
I see you standing on the other side
I don't know how the river got so wide
But i loved you, baby, way back when
All the bridges are burning that we might have crossed,
But i feel so close to everything that we lost
But i'll never have to lose you again, tower of song
I bid you farewell, i don't know when i'm back
They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But you'll be hearing from me, baby, long after i'm gone
I'm speaking to you sweetly from a window in the tower of song
Now you can say that i've grown bitter, of this you can be sure:
The rich have got channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there's a mighty judgement but it won't take long, i may be wrong
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80. _ Figure Of Fun
Obsessive, deadpan
Moribund seasick etc.
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81. _ Kiss Me Black
Now they put the stink on us
Stuffed us fulla incubus
Choc-o-block with sucubus
Never more than fuck to us
C'mon and kiss me black
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82. _ Mack The Knife
Nick covered this in a segment in september songs: a tribute to kurt weill
See the shark with teeth like razors
And he wears them in his face
And macheath has got a knife
But not in such an obvious place
Now see the shark, how red his fins are
As he slashes at his prey
Mack the knife wears fancy gloves
Which gives a minimum away
By the thames' turbid waters
Men abruptly tumble down
Well is it plague, or is it cholera
Or because macky's in town?
And the child bride, in her nighty
Whose assailant's still at large
Violated in her slumbers
Macky how much did you charge?
In the ghastly fire in soho
Seven children had a go
In the crowd stands mack the knife
But he isn't asked and he don't know
In the crowd stands mack the knife
But he ain't asked and he don't know
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83. _ Where The Action Is
Where streets start getting wild
Well you're moving on down on the other side of the tracks
Would you cross that line baby, there ain't no turning back
Some raise and i don't ever wanna see that place
That's where the action is
Listen, hear the stories hear the lies
You hear the rooms they criticize
They call you everything under the moon
Then they try to buy you with diamonds and rings and rings
Move over baby gonna help you out of this mess
By the look of your face well you been here before i guess
You're hanging around, like some kinda parasite on past
And i just wanna tell you to come on let's go
And i know a place where never cold
And i know a place where the thing is sin
And i'm gonna tell you where the action is
Your momma's told you about whiskey and she's told you about beer
...drink and hear... nothing
It turns you into a monster it turns your mind insane
It does things to you where you will never come back again
I don't care what your disposition is i don't care what's your name
I'm gonna tell you where the action is
Look at you dressed in your debutante dress and your phoney eye-lashes
Walking around like you just walked out of some fucking car crash
You think that you're ok cause you're looking like you're gonna have a smash
With the action
I don't care where you're going, i don't care what you say,
What your religion is
Baby, i just wanna tell you where the action is, hey, hey, hey, hey
Take off that wedding ring baby, you don't need it anymore
Take off that dress girl and throw it out the door
Take off those phoney make-up and those eye-lashes i saw
Take off your shoes and your hat
And throw the whole fucking lot right out the door
Come over here and lend me your ear
I'm gonna tell you where the action is
I don't care if you can read a book or if you can write
I don't care how long your hair is or how bright
I don't care about much to tell you the truth but that's allright
I only care is if you come on like you think you're with the action
I've got only one thing to say: come here darling, kiss me,
I'm gonna show you where the action is
You spend a little dollar and you spend a little dime
You get all funny and you laugh at your friends
And you think you're having a good time
You don't know nothing till you come around here and have some of mine
Then you'll start to understand about the two sides of the line
Come over here darling, lend me your ear, gonna educate you
Gonna tell you where the action is
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84. _ Dead Joe
Oh-ho-ho-ho dead joe
Welcome to the car smash
Dead joe
Junk sculpture turning back to junk dead joe
Oh joe nooooo! it's christmas time joe
It's christmas time now for you and all the little
Bells are hanging 2x2 the holly and the nativity
Oh speak to me joe speak to me joe speak to me joe
Oh-oh-oh-ho
Dee---e---e--e--e-e-ad joe
Welcome to the car crash
You can't tell the boys from the girls anymore
Oh-ho-ho
Dead joe, the end.
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85. _ Jennifer's Veil
So you've come back for jennifer
You know, she hides her face behind a veil
I'm warning you frankie, leave on the next train
Your jennifer she just isn't the same
Quit waving that thing about! come back!
Come back and give me a chance to explain
Your baby will never cry again.
So don't try to reach out
And don't let the ship's flag down
Point the figure-head at the storm
And drive her hard upon
Don't stop and don't stop
And don't let the veil drop
(another ship ready to sail--the rigging is tight
Tight like jennifer's veil).
She drew the curtain on her face
Ever since they came and burnt the old place down
Why is she searching through the ashes?
Why, only jennifer knows that now.
And the officer, without a word,
Left all his junk and just moved out.
So don't try to reach out
And don't let the ship's flag down
Point the figure-head at the glass
Smash! smash! into shards
Don't stop and don't touch!
And don't let the veil drop...behind jennifer's veil
Oh god! frankie! is that really you!
Get back! don't reach out!
Get back, and get that lantern out of my room!
Don't try to reach out
And don't let the ship's flag down
Down, down over her, like a shroud
And let her sail on the sea like a stone.
Don't touch and don't touch
And don't let the veil drop
Another ship ready to dock...the rigging comes loose...
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86. _ Mr. Clarinet
I have a friend in you, oh mr clarinet
You make me laugh, and then cry like the song of the clarinet.
Marry me, marry me alive o
I put on my coat of trumpets
Will she be there? is my piccolo on straight?
Her white stockings and red dress that goes
Swish, swish, swish around her legs of lace
Marry me, marry me alive o
Could you tell her
Would you tell her for me,
Oh mr clarinet confidant
That i love her, love her, oh love her
I love her but i can't [wait]
Marry me, marry me alive o
Oh maybe, oh maybe lie down
I love her, love her, love her
Love her love her love her love her
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87. _ Peace In The Valley
Erik wrote: "the theme is similar to the nick's song new morning. note also that the line 'there'll be no sadness, no sorrow' also is in new morning. finally, the bright day versus black ni
Ntithesis is also the same.
Well, i'm tired and so weary but i must go along,
Till the lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh, yes,
And the mornin's so bright and the lamb is the light,
And the night, night is as black as the sea, oh, yes.
Chorus
There will be peace in the valley for me, some day,
There will be peace in the valley for me, dear lord, i pray.
There'll be no sadness, no sorrow, no trouble i see,
There will be peace in the valley for me.
The bear will be gentle and the wolf will be tame,
And the lion shall lie down with the lamb, that's what it
Says, and the beasts from the wild will be led by a child,
And i will be changed, changed from this creature that i am, oh, yes.
Chorus
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88. _ The Ballad Of Robert Moore And Betty Coltrane
There was a thick set man with frog eyes
Who was standing by the door
And a little bald man with wing-nut ears
Was waiting in the car
Well robert moore passed the frog-eyed man
As he walked into the bar,
And betty coltrane she jumped under her table.
"what's your pleasure?" asked the barman
He had a face like boiled meat
"there's a girl called betty coltrane
That i have come to see"
"but i ain't seen that girl 'round here
For more than a week"
And betty coltrane she hid beneath the table.
Well, then in came a sailior with
Mermaids tattooed on his arms,
Followed by the man with the wing-nut ears
Who was waitin' in the car
Well, robert moore sensed trouble,
He'd seen it comin' from afar
And betty coltrain she gasped beneath the table.
Well, the sailor said "i'm looking for my wife,
They call her betty coltrain!"
The frog-eyed man said "that can't be;
That's my wife's maiden name."
And the man with the wing-nut ears said,
"hey, i married her back in spain!"
And betty coltrain crossed herself beneath the table.
Well, robert moore stepped up and said
"that woman is my wife."
And he drew a silver pistol
And a wicked bowie knife;
And he shot the man with the wing-nut ears
Straight between the eyes
And betty coltrain, she moaned under the table.
The frog-eyed man jumped at robert moore,
Who stabbed him in the chest
And as mister frog-eyes died he said
"betty, your the girl that i loved best!"
The sailor pulled a razor,
Robert blasted it to bits
"and betty, i know you're under the table."
"well have no fear," said robert moore,
"i do not want to hurt you!"
"never a woman did'na love me
Half as much as you.
You are the blessed' sun, girl
And you are the sacred moon."
And betty shot his legs out from under the table!
Well, robert moore went down heavy
With a crash upon the floor
And over to his trashin' body
Betty coltrain she did crawl.
She put the gun to the back of head
And pulled the trigger once more
And blew his brains out all over the table!
Well betty stood up and shook her head
And waved the smoke away.
Said, "i'm sorry mr barman
To leave your place this way."
As she emptied out their wallets she said,
"i'll collect my severence pay."
And then she winked and threw a dollar on the table.
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89. _ The Dim Locator
Inanimational items elude i, and
In-an-emotional-motion i swallow my
Motive of quicker location is slammed
My dim chance of skipping this thick world is thin
They call me dim
I am the dim locator
Dim locator
Loco, lomo, loco, lomo l'wow, wow, wow
(same as above)
Intrigueinometry treads on my trail
Entriggering traps for a gross gang of ghost types
Who later are packed in a cast iron trunk
These things have been known, to get out of their wraps
Don't call me dim
I am the dim locator
Dim locator
Loco, lomo......
Fog fished and filtered is filling my case book, of
Friends who fall foul of my files trip and breakneck
Are stacked in the woodshed for further good use
Theres some certain people who shouldn't start fires
So call me dim!
I am the dim locator!
Dim locator!
Don't call me dim!
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90. _ The Willow Garden
Down in the willow garden, me and my love did meet
And as we sat a-courting, my love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of burgundy wine; my love, she did not know
And so i poisoned that dear little girl along the banks below
Along the banks below
I drew my saber through her; it was a bloody night
I threw her in the river, which was a dreadful sight
My father often told me that money would set me free
And so i murdered that dear little girl whose name was rose connelly
Whose name was rose connelly
My father sits at his cabin door wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
His only son soon should walk to yonder scaffold high
My race is run beneath the sun; the scaffold now waits for me
For i did murder that dear little girl whose name was rose connelly
Whose name was rose connelly
Whose name was rose connelly
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91. _ Wild World
Hold me up baby for i may fall
Hold my dish-rag body tall
Our bodies melt together (we are one)
Post crucifixion baby, and all undone.
It's a wild world
Church bells ring out the toll of our night
Forward and forever backward
Forever backward forever forward alright
Strophe and antistrophe strophe and antistrophe
Antistophe antistrophe
(c'mon baby, hold me tight)
Up here in your arms tonight.
Don't push me
Don't push me
It's a wild world.
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92. _ Riddle House (howard)
The street is very wide
And i can't see across it
My house isn't clear to me
The cars move in between
Chorus and i say: question
When is a door not a door???
And i say: "that's not right!
Answer when it's a jar
The numbers soft as soap
And tend to bend in addition
They're much too wan for me
I'd prefer some consistancy
Chorus
The windows open wide
But i can't see out of it
The view is not very there
Some-times i look for it
Chorus
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93. _ And No More Shall We Part
and no more shall we part
It will no longer be necessary
And no more will i say, dear heart
I am alone and she has left me
And no more shall we part
The contracts are drawn up, the ring is locked upon the finger
And never again will my letters start
Sadly, or in the depths of winter
And no more shall we part
All the hatchets have been buried now
And all of birds will sing to your
Beautiful heart
Upon the bough
And no more shall we part
Your chain of command has been silenced now
And all of those birds would've sung to your beautiful heart
Anyhow
Lord, stay by me
Don't go down
I will never be free
If i'm not free now
Lord, stay by me
Don't go down
I never was free
What are you talking about?
For no more shall we part
And no more shall we part
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94. _ How Long, How Long Blues
Leroy carr
A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for the train song.
How long, how long, has that evenin' train been gone?
How long, how long, baby how long.
Heard the whistle blowin', couldn't see the train
Way down in my heart i had an achin' pain.
How long, how long, how long.
If i could holler like a mountain jack
I'd go up on the mountain and call my baby back.
I went up on the mountain, looked as far as i could see
The man had my woman and the blues had poor me.
I can see the green grass growin' on the hill
But i ain't seen the green grass on a dollar bill.
I'm goin' down to georgia, been up in tennessee
So look me over baby, last you'll see of me.
The brook runs into the river, river runs into the sea
If i don't run into my baby, a train is goin' to run into me.
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95. _ I Put A Spell On You
From department of enjoyment, nme compilation cassette; available on some bootlegs.
I put a spell on you, 'cause you're mine
You'd better stop those things that you're doin'
Oh, honey, i ain't lyin', no
Wow, you better quit it, your messin' around
You better quit it, your foolin' around
I put a spell on you, wow, cause you're mine
It serves you right to suffer
It serves you right to be alone
Oh, you forever live the day i done packed and gone (?)
Oh you better kick it before it kicks you
Oh, you better quit it, it's true
I put a spell on you, wow, cause you're mine, mine, mine
You better quit it, your foolin' around
You better quit it, kick it, .... , oh you're messin' around
I put a spell on you, you, cause you're mine
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96. _ The Friend Catcher
I, cigarette fingers
Puff and poke
Puff and poking the smoke
Touches the ground
You, your lungs and your wrists
They throb like trains
Choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound
Of sound
She, by my chinny chin chin [buying chilly chin-chin?]
Eee-oh eee-oh
Like a zippo smokes the way
Hope, around
You, your lungs and your wrists
They throb like trains
Choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound
A prison of sound
She, by the hair of my chinny chin chin
Eee-oh eee-oh eee-oh eee-oh
Like a zippo smokes the way
Hope, around
You, your lungs and your wrists
They throb like trains
Choo choo choo
It's a prison of sound
I poke around...
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97. _ Darker With The Day
as so with that, i thought i'd take a final walk
The tide of public opinion had started to abate
The neighbours, bless them, had turned out to be all talk
I could see their frightened faces
Peering at me through the gate
I was looking for an end to this, for some kind of closure
Time moved so rapidly, i had no hope of keeping track of it
I thought of my friends who had died of exposure
And i remembered other ones who had died from the lack of it
And in my best shoes i started falling forward down the street
I stopped at a church and jostled through the crowd
And love followed just behind me, panting at my feet
As the steeple tore the stomach from a lonely little cloud
Inside i sat, seeking the presence of a god
I searched through the pictures in a leather-bound book
I found a woolly lamb dozing in an issue of blood
And a gilled jesus shivering on a fisherman's hook
Babe
It seems so long
Since you've been gone away
And i
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day
Back on the street i saw a great big smiling sun
It was a good day and an evil day and all was bright and new
And it seemed to me that most destruction was being done
By those who could not choose between the two
Amateurs, dilettantes, hacks, cowboys, clones
The streets groan with little caesars, napoleons and cunts
With their building blocks and their tiny plastic phones
Counting on their fingers, with crumbs down their fronts
I passed by your garden, saw you with your flowers
The magnolias, camellias and azaleas so sweet
And i stood there invisible in the panicking crowds
You looked so beautiful in the rising heat
I smell smoke, see little fires bursting on the lawns
People carry on regardless, listening to their hands
Great cracks appear in the pavement, the earth yawns
Bored and disgusted, to do us down
Babe
It seems so long
Since you've been gone
And i
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day
These streets are frozen now. i come and go
Full of a longing for something i do not know
My father sits slumped in the deepening snow
As i search, in and out, above, about, below
Babe
It seems so long
Since you went away
And i
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day
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98. _ Pleasure Is The Boss
They're working us like dogs around here
'cause pleasure is the boss
And i'm the happiest slave alive round here
'cause pleasure is the boss
And nothing is safe that don't stand still
If it's o.k. with the boss
I'm gunna walk right up and take it yeah
If it's o.k. with the boss
Walk
What's o.k. with the boss is o.k. with me
What's o.k. with the boss is o.k. with me
What's o.k. with the boss is o.k. with me
What's o.k. with the boss is o.k. with me
What's o.k. with the boss is o.k. with me
What's o.k. with the boss is o.k. with me
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99. _ Deep In The Woods
The woods eats the woman and dumps her honey-body in the mud
Her dress floats down the well and it assumes the shape of the body of a little girl
Yeah i recognize that girl
She stumbled in some time last loneliness
But i could not stand to touch her now
My one and onlyness.
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging.
Worms make their cruel design
Saying d-i-e into her skin
Saying dead into belly and death into shoulder
Well last night she kissed me but than death was upon her.
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging.
Now the killed waits for the killer
And the trees all nod their heads, they are agreed
This knife feels like a knife feels like a knife that feels like it's feed.
Yeah i recognize that girl
I took her from rags right through to stitches (pray for me now)
Oh baby, tonight we sleep in separate ditches.
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods
Deep in the woods a funeral is swinging.
Love is for fools and all fools are lovers
It's raining on my house and none of the others
Love is for fools and god knows i'm still one
The sidewalks are filled with love's lonely children
The sidewalk regrets that we had to kill them.
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100. _ God's Hotel
Available on the rare on air benefit cd.
Everybody got a room
Everybody got a room
Everybody got a room
In god's hotel.
Everybody got a room.
Well you'll never see a sign hanging on the door
Sayin 'no vacancies anymore'.
Everybody got wings
Everybody got wings
Everybody got wings
In god's hotel.
Everybody got wings.
You'll never see a sign hanging on the door
Sayin 'at no time may both feet leave the floor'
Everybody got a harp
Everybody got a harp
Everybody got a harp
In god's hotel.
Everybody got a harp.
You'll never see a sign hanging on the wall
Sayin 'no harps allowed in the hotel at all'.
Everybody got a cloud
Everybody got a cloud
Everybody got a cloud
In god's hotel.
Everybody got a cloud.
You'll never see a sign hanging on the wall
Sayin 'smoking and drinking will be thy downfall'.
Everybody hold a hand
Everybody hold a hand
Everybody hold a hand
In god's hotel.
Everybody hold a hand.
You'll never see a sign hung up above your door
'no visitors allowed in rooms, by law!'
Everybody's halo shines
Everybody's halo shines
Everybody's halo shines
In god's hotel.
Everybody's halo lookin' fine.
You won't see a sign staring at you from the wall
Sayin 'lights out! no burnin the midnight oil!'
Everybody got credit
Everybody got credit
Everybody got credit
In god's hotel.
Everybody got good credit.
You'll never see a sign stuck on the cash-box drawer
Sayin 'credit tommorow!!' or 'want credit?!? haw, haw haw!!'
Everybody is blind
Everybody is blind
Everybody is blind
In god's hotel.
Everybody is blind.
You'll never see a sign on the front door
'no red skins. no blacks. and that means you, baw!'
Everybody is deaf
Everybody is deaf
Everybody is deaf
In god's hotel.
Everybody is deaf.
You'll never find a sign peeling off the bar-room wall
'though shalt not blaspheme, cuss, holler or bawl'.
Everybody is dumb
Everybody is dumb
Everybody is dumb
In god's hotel.
Everybody is dumb.
So you'll never see on the visiting-room wall
'though shalt not blaspheme, cuss, holler or bawl'.
Everybody got heaven
Everybody got heaven
Everybody got heaven
In god's hotel.
Everybody got heaven.
So you'll never see scribbled on the bathroom wall
'let rosy get ya heaven, dial 686-844!'
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101. _ Down In A Willow Garden
Down in a willow garden
Where me and my love did meet,
'twas there we sat a courting
My love dropped off to sleep.
I had a bottle of the burglar's wine
Which my true love did not know,
And so i poisoned that dear little girl
Down under the bank below.
I stobbed her with a dagger,
Which was a bloody knife,
I threw her in the river,
Which was a dreadful sight.
My father often told me
That money would set me free,
If i would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was rose connelly.
And now he sits in his own cottage door,
A wiping his weeping eye,
And now he waits for his own dear son,
Upon the scaffold high.
My race is run beneath the sun,
Lo, hell's now waiting for me,
For i have murdered that dear little girl
Whose name was rose connelly.
From folk song usa, lomax
Note: tune is variant on rosin the beau
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102. _ Fifteen Feet Of Pure White Snow
where is mona?
She's long gone
Where is mary?
She's taken her along
But they haven't put their mittens on
And there's fifteen feet of pure white snow?
Where is michael?
Where is mark?
Where is mathew
Now it's getting dark?
Where is john? they are all out back
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Would you please put down that telephone
We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow
I waved to my neighbour
My neighbour waved to me
But my neighbour
Is my enemy
I kept waving my arms
Till i could not see
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Is anybody
Out there please?
It's too quiet in here
And i'm beginning to freeze
I've got icicles hanging
From my knees
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Is there anybody here who feels this low?
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my lord oh my lord
Oh my lord oh my lord
Doctor, doctor
I'm going mad
This is the worst day
I've ever had
I can't remember
Ever feeling this bad
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Where's my nurse
I need some healing
I've been paralysed
By a lack of feeling
I can't even find
Anything worth stealing
Under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Is there anyone else here who doesn't know?
We're under fifteen feet of pure white snow
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Raise your hands up to the sky
Is it any wonder?
Oh my lord oh my lord
Oh my lord oh my lord
Save yourself! help yourself!
Save yourself! help yourself!
Save yourself! help yourself!
Save yourself! help yourself!
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103. _ Banks Of The Roses
A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for where the wild roses grow. nick's song is also available.
When i was a wee thing, i heard my mother say
That i was meant for rambling and would easy go astray
And before that i would work, i would rather sport and play
With my johnny on the banks of red roses
On the banks of red roses, my love and i sat down
He took out his tuning box to play his love a tune
In the middle of the tune, his love got up and cried
Oh johnny, lovely johnny, would you leave me?
So they walked and they talked until they came upon a cave
Where the night before her darling had spent digging on her grave
Aye, the night before her darling had spent digging on her grave
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of red roses
Oh no, oh no, cried she, that grave's not meant for me
Yes, oh yes, my darling, that your bridal bed shall be
Yes, oh yes, my darling, that your bridal bed shall be
And he's made her to lie down on red roses
And all on his way homeward, his heart was filled with fear
Every maid he came upon, he thought it was his dear
Yes, every maid he came upon, he thought it was his dear
Who he made to lie down on red roses
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