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15. | Pleas (bonus track on disc two) |
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Lilly likes Beatles songs
The words are off, but they don't feel that wrong
She came in through the bedroom window like a blue girl
Like a blue girl, like a blue girl
Never has to try too hard
Her whispered words could mend broken hearts
Her sundress shines through a hurricane
Making all boys squeal like swine before her
Hey, little Lilly,
Don't believe everything you see
Hey, little Lilly,
Don't believe everything you see
'Round and 'round and 'round she goes
Like a sweetheart's girls at the movie show
Lilly leans back in the very last row
LyricsThe lights go low, the show goes on
Even schoolgirls like her way
Oh, marry the preacher, you'd make a little angel someday
Silent as a child when the first snows fall
Perfect player in anyone's own little world
Hey, little Lilly,
Don't believe everything you see
Hey, little Lilly,
Don't believe everything you see
'Round and 'round the taxi goes
Like Shirley's curlies at the movie shows
Lilly leans back in the very last row
And the lights go low, the show goes on
Lilly likes Beatles songs
The words are off, but they don't feel that wrong
She came in through the bedroom window like a blue girl
Like a blue girl, like a blue girl
Hey, little Lilly,
Don't believe everything you see
Hey, little Lilly,
Don't believe everything you see
Hey, little Lilly,
It's only real if you believe
It's only real if you believe
It's only real if you believe
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Rain kept pourin' down
We had places to be
No funnin' around
Curiosities
There were plenty for our heads
You were somethin' to see
Do you remember what he said
I know it may sound funny but
How dare you show up on time
I can hear you been hidin' in the closet
I think we better give before we
Take our lives
Jokers blowin' around
Ten-minutemen
Wasn't nowhere to be found
Curiosities
There were plenty for our head
LyricsYou were listen' to me
Do you remember what he said
I know it may sound funny but
How dare you show up on time
I can hear you laughin' in the closet
I think we better give before we
Take our lives
I know it may sound funny but
How dare you show up on time
I can hear you laughin' in the closet
I think we better give before we
Take our lives
Wasn't slowing down
Fillin' all our needs
Circus comin' to town
Generosities
There were plenty for our heads
We were something to see
Remember what he said
I know it may sound funny but
How dare you show up on time
I can hear you hidin' in the closet
I think we better give before he
Take our life
He said he's in it for the money but
I guess there's truth in lies
'Cause it's your favorite charity
I think we better give before we
Take our lives
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My little brother is an insect
He likes to crawl around his room
His mother shudders at the sight of him
His pappy is a businessman
Every move he makes is torture
He cannot speak words anymore
Our sister likes to flip him on his back
And watch little brother squirm
I really like the way you look in
Your imitation leather shoes
And I don't wanna fake it anymore
He took a trip to California
Strung out on Hollywood and Vine
The Tinsel-Towners came from miles around
That little bugger felt at home
Lyrics
I really like the way you look in
Your imitation leather shoes
And I don't wanna fake it anymore
My brother paints a pretty picture
These things are bad as these things get
Like dreaming 'bout the Mona Lisa
And waking up in ruby red
I really like the way you look in
Your imitation leather shoes
And I don't wanna fake it anymore
I really like the way you look in
Your imitation leather shoes
And I don't wanna fake it anymore
Anymore
Anymore
Anymore
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I was walkin' the other day with my head down,
When I met a man who had his hand out.
So I gave him, gave him a dollar,
But as I walked away I heard him call out,
"Tell me Brother, can you see the sun
From where you're standin' now?
I've been up and I've been down,
But I've never been to this part of town."
So I started thinkin' 'bout, this world we live in,
And about how far I've got my hand in.
Sometimes it seems that all we have, we have taken,
But maybe next time, won't be the forsaken.
Tell me Brother, can you see the sun
From where you're standin' now?
I've been up and I've been down,
LyricsBut I've never been to this part of town.
So I went to see my girl, told her about my day.
She said, "Life can be that way.
But don't give up, don't give up, no,
'Cause where there is love, there is hope."
Tell me Brother, can you see the sun
From where you're standin' now?
I've been up and I've been down,
But I've never been here before.
Tell me Brother, can you see the sun
From where you're standin' now?
I've been up and I've been down,
But I've never been to this part of town.
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Like a locomotive wheel
Feelings real as steel
Hearts are just bound to break
Well, I'm off and on my way
Rolling night and day
Highway's callin' my name
You know sometimes
Maybe always
You know sometimes
I'll be there
Well, I wish that I could say
Wish I could stay
But now April's turning to May
If you see me in a while
Thank you for that smile
Talking 'bout an old friend
You know sometimes
Maybe always
LyricsYou know sometimes
I'll be there
Like a locomotive wheel
Feelings real as steel
Hearts are just bound to break
Well, I'm off and on my way
Rolling night and day
Highway's callin' my name
When you hear this highway song
I guess that's where it's goin'
Talking 'bout an old friend
You know sometimes
Almost always
You know sometimes
I'll be there
You know sometimes
Maybe always
You know always
I'll be there
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Thought sausage fallen through your head
Bits and pieces hanging in the shed
Churnin' out links on the other side
Cut 'em up again and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce
Mama's gumbo, silky fine
Papa's birthday, takin' up time
Tight little secret from my mama's side,
Use a little secret and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce, stir it
Mama said "back out the kitchen 'til I'm good and ready
Stuff ain't ready yet!"
Mama's gumbo, bubblin' time,
Aw, little baby, sittin' to the side
Matter of the spatter just makin' him cry
Swipe a little drop of it and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce
Lyrics
Thought sausage smokin' in the shed
Tickle in the kitchen just losin' that head
Laughin' out loud at supper time
One more taste and stir it in the sauce, stir it in the sauce, stir it
Mama said "get out the kitchen, daddy, 'til I'm good and ready
This stuff ain't ready yet!"
Mama said "get out the kitchen, daddy, 'til I'm good and ready
Just come and get it!"
Mama said "come on in this kitchen, daddy, 'cause I'm good and ready
Come on and get it!"
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Take along some of your favorite things
'Cause you're gonna need 'em
Wait right here
Wait 'til I come back around
You and I will go
We'll just sit and watch it all go down
Down Down
I was fakin'
While you waited for change to come
I lied when I said I couldn't stay here anymore
When you and I just can't seem to get along
You and I both know
We'll just wait until it all calms down
Down Down
Down Down
Down Down
Careful of the things you want to say
Lyrics'Cause you're gonna mean 'em
Break my pride
My backbone is feelin' strong
You and I both know
What we hold would never pull it down
Down Down
Down Down
Down Down
Take along some of your favorite things
'Cause you're gonna need 'em
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Like a Big Woolly Mammoth
You gotta wear that coat
Like his big brother Joseph
Yeah, walkin' in the desert sand
Like a doughboy in the trenches
You gotta lay down low
Like a Big Woolly Mammoth
You gotta wear that coat
You ain't got time to worry 'bout mass extinction
Just try and get along with the human beings
Big Wooly Mammoth gonna wear that coat
In the middle of the summertime
You got a woman in the city
She got a brand new coat
Sometimes I feel like an evolutionary reject
Yeah, livin' in a high-tech world
Like a cool armadillo
LyricsYou gotta lay down low
Like the Big Woolly Mammoth
You gotta wear that coat
You ain't got time to worry 'bout mass extinction
Just try and get along with the human beings
Big Wooly Mammoth gonna wear that coat
In the middle of the summertime
Another ice age is comin'
You better wear your coat
Somebody throw me a fire
So we can burn this city down
Like a doughboy in the trenches
You gotta lay down low
Like the Big Woolly Mammoth
You gotta wear that coat
Everybody needs some weapons of mass destruction
Gonna kill you with a virus or a dose of radiation
Like a Big Wooly Mammoth gonna wear that coat
In the middle of the summertime
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Listen to the sounds of los grillos
Breathe deeply as many sounds become one sound
Ah suerta en el lamento
Descansa que te estoy esperando
All souls are welcome in the Casa de Grillos
Judging by the sound of the silence, they are beginning a song again
Suerta en el lamento
Descansa que te estoy esperando
Quein te ama
Sobre la tierra no sobre la tierra?
???Spanish???
Angels and angels waiting to be
Quein te ama
Sobre la tierra no sobre la tierra?
???Spanish???
LyricsAngels and angels waiting to be
Listen to the sound of los grillos
Breathe deeply as many sounds become one sound
All souls are welcome in the Casa de Grillos
???Spanish???
Suerta el lament
Descansa que te estoy esperando
Quein te ama
Sobre la tierra no sobre la tierra?
???Spanish???
Angels and angels waiting to be
Seperados, no mas, no mas
Sepera - dos no mas
Angels and angels waiting to be
Angels and angels waiting to be
Gracias
Lyrics with Spanish translated to English:
Listen to the sound of the crickets
Breathe deeply as many sounds become one sound
Ah, hide away in the lament
Relax, I am the one who is waiting for you
All souls are welcome in the House of the Crickets
Judging by the sound of the silence, they are beginning a song again
Hide away in the lament
Relax, I am the one who is waiting for you
Who loves you above all the land
Above all the land?
Angels and angels waiting to be
Listen to the sound of the crickets
Breathe deeply as many sounds become one sound
All souls are welcome in the House of the Crickets
???
Hide away in the lament
Relax, I am the one who is waiting for you
Separate men, no more, no more
Separate men, no more
Thank you
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Well, Old Joe, he moves slow
He likes to look at things and paint pictures on his radio
He says they make the songs look better.
One day, Joe met a girl
Sweet breathing thing
Dancin' naked, nudey, in the winter snow
Underneath her dozen sweaters
And someday, somewhere
Some things get hit by lighting
And some things just don't
Hope we live long and lucky
At least one things for sure
Or maybe it isn't.
No matter where we are
It's this life that we're livin' in
Lyrics
At least one things for sure
Or maybe it isn't.
No matter where we are
It's this life that we're livin' in
And someday, somewhere
Some things get hit by lighting
And some things just don't
Hope we live long and lucky
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Willie said "he was the mostest horse"
A ??? desert mama's boy
Running in first, neither crowned nor cursed
He tears away like a child takes his toy
Side by side, souls of kind, different world
Hearts of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Oh, place your bets boys, get up, get in time
Burn the bolts, you ain't seen nothin' yet
Maybe back at that old Kentucky home
That it was luck, he'll catch him if he can
Fire inside, blaze of glory, space in time
Heart of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Oh, Saratoga
LyricsOoo, play your favorite
Odds are more than one hundred
Oh, Willie said
Ooo, Saratoga
Nowhere, nowhere to run
??? gonna take the highest prize
We're hardly funnin' now, little children
He's workin' it now, never, never look back
Fire inside, blaze of glory, space in time
Heart of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Side by side, souls of kind, different world
Hearts of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
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As a boy I had a gig with a travelin' show
Way back in '63
We did a little pickin' for the soldier boys
Of General Bobby Lee
But when we got to Pennsylvania,
I knew there'd be a change
We caught up with some boys from Georgia
And I heard one of them say
Don't tell the band
The devil's on his way
Don't tell the band
Just let the music play
Later on I had a job pouring gin and rum
On the grand queen of the sea
We set out on our first transatlantic voyage
LyricsHeaded for New York City
But when I felt that lady shudder
I knew there'd be a change
I saw the captain grab the first mate
And I thought I heard him say
Don't tell the band
The devil's on his way
Don't tell the band
Just let the music play
Just let the music play
In the Restaurant at the End of the Universe
In the year 3010
I was listenin' to the Good Old Interstellar Boys
Playin' "Let It Be" again
But when I heard the trumpet sounding
I knew there'd be a change
A prophet wearin' robes appeared before us
And he looked at me and said
Don't tell the band
The devil's on his way
Don't tell the band
Just let the music play
Don't tell the band
The devil's on his way
Don't tell the band
Just let the music play
Just let the music play
Just let the music play
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Willie said "he was the mostest horse"
A ??? desert mama's boy
Running in first, neither crowned nor cursed
He tears away like a child takes his toy
Side by side, souls of kind, different world
Hearts of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Oh, place your bets boys, get up, get in time
Burn the bolts, you ain't seen nothin' yet
Maybe back at that old Kentucky home
That it was luck, he'll catch him if he can
Fire inside, blaze of glory, space in time
Heart of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Oh, Saratoga
LyricsOoo, play your favorite
Odds are more than one hundred
Oh, Willie said
Ooo, Saratoga
Nowhere, nowhere to run
??? gonna take the highest prize
We're hardly funnin' now, little children
He's workin' it now, never, never look back
Fire inside, blaze of glory, space in time
Heart of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Side by side, souls of kind, different world
Hearts of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
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In an easy chair with my boots on
Melted whiskey in my hand
I couldn't have been asleep for more than three hours
It's time to go to work again
Once more I beat the sunrise
There's a dark breeze at my door
Raise the water from the well up to my face
How could a man like me be poor?
As long as there's water
Chilly wet water
Gimme some of that cool water
Well, my horse's eyes are glassy
He breathed the city in his lungs last night
I lead his natural body
To the trough to regain his might
Red rooster crow them blues here
That old blue he round the bull
And the mornin's crying rays of sunrise
It hasn't rained for three weeks full
Lyrics
As long as there's water
Chilly well water
Gimme some of that cool, cool water
Venus light is rising
I lay my buckets inside the shed
And there's a man I see - a stranger
Leaning on the gate outside my fence
Said "I'm riding out from the city
Where they started holding water back last night
I was hoping I could get a drink from your well
Before I ride on to another city tonight"
Before I ride on to another city tonight
Before I ride on to another city tonight
Chilly well, chilly well water
Cool well, chilly well water
Before I ride on
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They say turn the bright lights on
And there you'll find the truth
Here, open up this book
And now you'll find the proof
It feels like a can of worms
Keep the lid on tight, and they say
Don't let it get too bright
Don't let it get too bright
Don't let it get too bright
No, not this time
They tell me it takes sorrow, boy
To help you feel the joy
They say it takes poverty
To let you love a toy
Now you can't have the good
Until you've shared the bad
Don't let it get too sad
Don't let it get too sad
LyricsDon't let it get too sad
No, not this time, time
They say it takes hardship, boy
To let you love the rest
Sometimes underneath the load
Is where I show my best
Go, put your work clothes on
Go and leave your mark
And they say
Don't let it get too dark
Don't let it get too dark
Don't let it get too dark
No, not this time
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In an easy chair with my boots on
Melted whiskey in my hand
I couldn't have been asleep for more than three hours
It's time to go to work again
Once more I beat the sunrise
There's a dark breeze at my door
Raise the water from the well up to my face
How could a man like me be poor?
As long as there's water
Chilly wet water
Gimme some of that cool water
Well, my horse's eyes are glassy
He breathed the city in his lungs last night
I lead his natural body
To the trough to regain his might
Red rooster crow them blues here
That old blue he round the bull
And the mornin's crying rays of sunrise
It hasn't rained for three weeks full
Lyrics
As long as there's water
Chilly well water
Gimme some of that cool, cool water
Venus light is rising
I lay my buckets inside the shed
And there's a man I see - a stranger
Leaning on the gate outside my fence
Said "I'm riding out from the city
Where they started holding water back last night
I was hoping I could get a drink from your well
Before I ride on to another city tonight"
Before I ride on to another city tonight
Before I ride on to another city tonight
Chilly well, chilly well water
Cool well, chilly well water
Before I ride on
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C. Brown wakes from bed
Brushes his teeth and he combs his head for school
Out the door and down the street
Down to the corner and a bus and some friends that he's supposed to meet
But there, not to his surprise
His friends have gone and they've told C a lie
But you can walk on with me
You don't even need to say a word
You don't have to worry about the others
I C (see) him and he runs up fast
Kicks at the air his friends watch him fall and then laugh
Charlie really likes his friends
But in his heart he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man
Trying to do as we should
That doesn't always rhyme with doing what feels good
LyricsBut you can sit in the grass; it feels good
You don't even need to think a word
You don't have to worry, don't worry
Charlie there is drawing a gun
Right there in the square he's sketched Lucy on the run
Aims his eye, cocks his head
In a cloud of dust, dear old Lucy's gone
Charlie's only trying the golden rule
Draw unto others as they have been drawn to you
And you can walk on home with me
You don't even need to think a word
You don't have to worry...
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