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1. _ You Are My Radio
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2. _ Do What
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3. _ Memphis Exorcism
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4. _ My Drag
My drag
Its a weight on my back
I'm lost in a stack without my drag
My blues
Alone and confused
I'm spreading the news about my drag
I could go right along singing songs of love
That happiness brings
If I stop for a while I could smile and be glad
But that crazy feeling back bad
My drag
Its a hound on my track
I just fell through the cracks into my drag
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5. _ Put a Lid on It
Put a lid on it
What's that you say?
Put a lid on it
Oh man no way
Put a lid down on it and everything will be all right.
Put a lid on it
Don't hand me that
Put a lid on it
I'm all right Jack
Put a lid down on it before somebody starts a fight.
Say every time I turn it loose you cats
Come down and cook my goose
When I start I just can't stop
But if you keep this up you're gonna blow your top!
Put a lid on it
Too late this time
Put a lid on it
I've got to get what's mine
Put a lid down on it, and everything will be all right.
Well, grab your drink and clear a space
I think it's time to torch this place
Now the girl's in overdrive
But some of your pals want to stay alive!
I'll put a lid on it
I'll put a lid down on it
Save it for another night
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6. _ Hell
In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife
Now you make the scene all day
But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay
People listen attentively
I mean about future calamity
I used to think the idea was obsolete
Until I heard the old man stamping his feet.
This is a place where eternally
Fire is applied to the body
Teeth are extruded and bones are ground
Then baked into cakes which are passed around.
Beauty, talent, fame, money, refinement
Top skill and brain
But all the things you try to hide
Will be revealed on the other side.
Now the D and the A and the M
And the N and the A
And the T and the I-O-N
Lose your face, lose your name
Then get fitted for a suit of flame
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7. _ Suits Are Picking Up the Bill
In a line at a cafe
I overheard a waitress say
'These cats is broke, I knows 'em
Through 'em out the doors and close 'em'
Still look saggy, for so low
This occupation's got to go
Up pulls the limo, up goes the thrill
The suits are picking up the bill
It's alright for them to tag along
It's just one bill their tagging on
I'll find some way to get along
The business suits to the rescue
So nice doing business with you
Do we really hate the clock
When we realize that 'Oh, their selling down for the deal'
The suits are picking up, the suits are picking up the bill
I cannot say from where I'm standing
My friends have passed out on the landing
Yes, one too many has left us high and dry
I've been feeling down, since the suits got back in town
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8. _ Danny Diamond
Danny Diamond, she was a star
She took the stage every quarter hour
She was the hottest gig in town, in fact
He was the hottest girl around.
She had the strut, she had the lines
To make a man's heart go 'round about
She put it all into her act until
One night after the show.
Danny gyrated, wouldn't you know
Something had to go
Down she smack
It was her back
Completely crack
So fade to black
So ends the act of Danny Diamond
She was a star.
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9. _ Good Enough for Grandad
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10. _ Prince Nez
She:
Anywhere old Prince Nez goes
That's where I go too
He clears up a stormy sky
Whenever he's by my side.
Everything's nearer everything's clearer
Everything's so divine.
I don't care what momma says
Prince Nez I'm gonna make you mine.
He:
Anywhere old Prince Nez goes
That's where she goes too!
Always so debonair.
Flirting with such a flair.
(Oh you dog!)
Everything's hazy everything's crazy
Everything's up in the air.
My gal says she loves Prince Nez
But I really don't care.
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11. _ Bad Businessman
There's a man going around town
Spreading lies
He's the bad businessman
Does his business while he can
He just does his business bad.
He's a clown
Gonna get bounced around
If he don't keep his business underground
He's a player
And every time he deals a round
It's just a bad hand
What a bad man.
Beware of what he sells
Surely go straight to hell.
T' ain't no bottom in that wishing well.
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12. _ Fat Cat Keeps Getting Fatter
Ev'ry dog will have its day
that's what people used to say
Nowadays that's not the case
'cause there's a fat cat runs the place
(Chorus): While the cats away the rats will surely go down
Listen up 'cause I'm tellin you the low down
What does it matter if he's getting fatter
What does it matter if fat cat keeps getting fatter(End Chorus)
Fat cat keeps getting fatter
He comes in most ev'ry night
Wakes me up before daylight
All around that house of mine
Its pit pat pit pat pit pat all the time
(Chorus)
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13. _ Missing Link Parade
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14. _ It Ain't You
I've been searching all over for someone
I can tell my troubles to.
Searching all the wide world over
Is It you?
Are you the kind of man that marries
Then gets his mind on something new?
You've got to let me know
I'm all alone
Is it you, baby?
I confide in you
Seem to understand my point of view
I moan and sigh
And you can't understand why.
I've been searching all over for trouble
I could get myself into.
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15. _ Blue Angel
Your momma never told you
How you were 'sposed to treat a girl.
Your poppa never told you and
Now you're all alone out in the world.
Sirens are streaming
Inside the winding sheets are pale.
Devils are dreaming
Dreaming of the blue angel.
Now I lay me down to sleep
But troubled dreams are all I find.
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
Pray so I won't lose my mind.
Sirens are screaming
On wings tonight, I'll soon set sail.
Devils are dreaming
Dreaming of a blue angel.
Your momma's going to take it hard
You always were your momma's boy.
Your laying in the graveyard
Now you're not your momma's joy.
Streetlights come streaming
I'll bat an eye and cast my spell.
Devils are dreaming
Dreaming of a blue angel.
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16. _ Ghost of Stephen Foster
Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
Rooms were made for carpets,
Towers made for spires,
Ships were made for cannonade fire off from inside them
(Chorus): Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day no, no, no (End Chorus)
(Chorus)
Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
Ships were made for sinking,
Whiskey made for drinking,
If we were made of cellophane, we'd all get stinking drunk quite faster ha, ha, ha
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
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17. _ Happens All the Time
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