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1. _ The Luxury
Zoo Lion sobers up and starts to scream and shout A little dose of home-fire got him all smoothed out Melancholy wine-soaked tenderness She hated it here and she couldn't care less Prisonyard stares and Fleur-De-lis tattoos Cannibal are saving all their bones for soup Eating with my fingers and sucking hulls of ships My parasite don't deserve no better than this The Golden Rim Motor Inn Soft water and a color TV So consumed with the shape I'm in Can't enjoy the luxury She says, "Why are you partial to that Playboy con? When you can see me naked anytime you want?" If I had loads of money to make me tame and sour I could pay you to remind me of my baby by the hour Zoo Lion sobers up and starts to scream and shout A little dose of home-fire got him all smoothed out If this is where it all starts getting good Then I'll be here waiting for you, like I said I would The Golden Rim Motor Inn Soft water and a color TV So consumed with the shape I'm in Can't enjoy the luxury The luxury more free lyrics |
2. _ Fiddler's Green
September Seventeen For a girl I know it's Mother's Day Here son has gone alee And that's where he will stay Wind on the weathervane Tearing blue eyes sailor-mean As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain For a boy in Fiddler's Green His tiny knotted heart Well, I guess it never worked too good The timber tore apart And the water gorged the wood You can hear her whispered prayer For men at masts that always lean That the same wind that moves her hair Moves a boy through Fiddler's Green He doesn't know a soul And there's nowhere that he's really been But he won't travel long alone No, not in Fiddler's Green Balloons all filled with rain As children's eyes turn sleepy-mean And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain For a boy in Fiddler's Green more free lyrics |
3. _ Cordelia
Angst on the planks, spittin from a bridge Just to see how far down it really is Robbing a bank, jumping on a train Old antiques a man alone can entertain It takes all of your power To prove that you don't care I'm not Cordelia. I will not be there. Tin can man, dragging from a car Just to see how alive you really are Marrying words, falling in your wake Just to tell what you can't eliminate Treading the boards, screaming out Macbeth Just to see how much bad luck you really get Jump in the ring with your hidden cape The bull can't decide what it is that he really hates Angst on the planks, spittin from a bridge Just to see how far down it really is Robbing a bank, jumping on a train Old antiques a man alone can entertain Thief lingers on, on his hands and knees Must be one more thing her I really need Die in your dreams, falling on your knife A Thief blinded on the job has to steal for life more free lyrics |
4. _ Fight
We wake up different, rifle through our dreams Another placid day, ripples at the seams Do you think I bow out cause I think you're right? Or cause I don't wanna fight? So tangle-minded then so becalmed It's all so subway-grim and then it's gone Do you think I bow out cause I think you're right? Or cause I don't wanna fight? We get so weary, taking fish off hooks It's not as effortless as it may look Do you think I bow out cause I think you're right? Or cause I don't wanna fight? We lay down seething, smell our pillows burn And drift off to the place where you'd think we'd learn Do you think I bow out cause I think you're right? Or cause I don't wanna fight? I said, "I give" more free lyrics |
5. _ Little Bones
It gets so sticky down here Better butter your cue-finger up It's the start of another new year Better call the newspaper up 2.50 for a hi-ball, And buck and a half for a beer Happy hour, happy hour Happy hour is here The long days of Shockley are gone So is football Kennedy style Famous last words taken all wrong Wind up on the very same pile 2.50 for a decade And a buck and a half for a year Happy hour, happy hour Happy hour is here I can cry, beg and whine T'every Rebel I find Just to give me a line I could use to describe They'd say, "Baby eat this chicken slow it's full of all them little bones" So regal and decadent here Coffin cheaters dance on their graves Music, all it's delicate fear Is the only thing that don't change 2.50 for and eyeball And a buck and a half for an ear Happy hour, happy hour Happy hour is here Nothing's dead down here, just a little tired They'd say, "Baby eat this chicken slow It's full of all them little bones" more free lyrics |
6. _ Twist My Arm
Thar she blows, Jacques Cousteau Hear her sing so sweet and low Lull me overboard, out-cold Gathered in and swallowed whole Do I want to? With all that charm? Do I want to? Twist my arm. You just hit me where I live I guess it looked quite primitive What was that supposed to prove? Throw the calf or he'll throw you Sucked in by the victim world Thirsty as a cultured pearl Culled and wooed, bitten, chewed It won't hurt if you don't move Do I want to? With all that charm? Do I want you? Twist my arm. Musical chairs, double dares, memorized stairs, Shootin off flares, springtime hares and broken-down mares Coward phones, big soup stones, prideless loans, Grill sick crows, motel groans and big fat Jones Martyrs don't do much for me Though I enjoy them vicariously After you. No! After me. No, I insist! Please, after me. Do I want to? With all that charm? Do I want you? Twist my arm. more free lyrics |
7. _ Three Pistols
Tom Thompson came paddling past I'm pretty sure it was him And he spoke so softly in accordance With the growing of the dim He said, "Bring on the brand new renaissance Cause I think I'm ready I've been shaking all night long But my hands are steady." Three pistols came and three people went, on their way Three pistols strong and three people spent Well he found his little lonely love His bride of the northern woods But, she took me to the Opera House Like she said she would Then she sighed and she fell from the balcony Shakespeare bent to touch She never had any time for me Cause I didn't protest enough Three pistols came and three people went, on their way Two pistols strong and three people spent Little girls come on remembrance day Placing flowers on his grave She waits in the shadows 'til after dark To sweep them all away I say, bring on the brand new renaissance Cause I think I'm ready I've been shaking all night long But my hands are steady Three pistols came and three people went, on their way Three pistols strong and three people spent Three pistols came and three people went on their way One pistols strong and three people spent more free lyrics |
8. _ On The Verge
Here we are, now where are we? It's like nothing I've ever seen We got hoarse-throated hucksters whispered gimmicks Rubbernecking the curious cynics And headlong-walkers, one born every minute Do I plug it in? Or do I stick it in it? I don't know what came over me I'm too dumb for words I didn't think I'd like it here at all But I swear, I swear I'm on the verge Here we are, now who are you? The long lost Queen's of some Hoodoo? Well we're the last of the big-time penetrators Playing dead to fuck the undertaker The movie'll come out a little bit later The Men, The Legend, The Goat, The Satyr I don't know what came over me I'm too dumb for words I didn't say I'd like it here at all Bit I swear, I swear I'm on the verge Here we are, now don't ask how The time to leave was kinda now Well don't cry, baby, there's no cause for grief Deadheading's never gonna kill the Chief It's an empty road without relief And I'm a highway romance milking Thief I don't know what came over me I'm too dumb for words I didn't think I'd like it here at all But I swear, I swear I'm on the verge more free lyrics |
9. _ Born In The Water
Rolling hill all covered in suede I'm heat-nervous and out of road Downtown there's a parade But I don't think I wanna go Smart as trees in Sault Ste Marie I can speak my mother tongue Passing laws just because And singing songs of the English unsung How could you do it? How could you even try? When you were born in the water And you were raised up in the sky? Front seats stamped by the window No erasees in this game Arbitrary as the wind blows It's another way to lay claim Ain't no cause for bloodthirst In a little town so dry Where the angels dance on a pinhead Just to make room for you and I How could you do it? How could you even try? When you were born in the water And you were raised up in the sky Thoroughbreds with their great big heads Think a mile might be too far Highway horses laugh, but of course When they don't know where the hell they are Smart as trees an Sault Ste Marie Victorious mother tongue Passing laws just because Singing songs of the English unsung Well how could you do it? How could you even try? When you were born in the water And you were raised up in the sky? more free lyrics |
10. _ The Last Of The Unplucked Gems
Violins and tambourines This is what we think they mean It's hard to say, it's sad but true I'm kinda dumb and so are you When the mystique varies thus You can send a man to bury us It's hard to say, it's sad but true I'm kinda dumb and so are you The last of the unplucked gems The last of the unplucked gems The last of the unplucked gems more free lyrics |
11. _ Bring It All Back
I'd been carving you To see what form you'd take You were hiding in ivory I just wanted to free you shape Bringing me down, its too quiet to breathe Who wants to hear their heart beat? It's gotta be here In your spider-web alphabets Did I read it all wrong? Or have I just not gotten it yet? You got what you want. You wanted release. Can you be appeased? Can you bring it all back to me? Bring it all back to me Bringing me down, the obvious turned out to be true All that I couldn't see, how it was turning me on I don't want to pare you down No, I don't want to wear you down I don't want any more than what's here No, I don't want to pare you down Well you got what you want. You wanted release. Can you be appeased? Can you bring it all back to me? Just bring Just bring it all back to me It's all that I want It's all that I need It's all that I want Bring it all back to me Bring it, give it, bring it more free lyrics |
12. _ Long Time Running
Does you mother tell you things? Long, long when I'm gone? Who you talking to? Is she telling you I'm the one? It's a grave mistake and I'm wide awake. Drive-In's rained out Weatherman wet-fingers the sky He pokes it out, he pulls it in He don't know why It's the same mistake It's been a long time running It's been a long time running It's well worth the wait We don't go anywhere Just on trips We haven't seen a thing We still don't know where it is It's a safe mistake It's been a long time running It's been a long time running Well, well it's all the same mistake Dead to rights and wide awake I'll drop a caribou, I'll tell on you I'll tell on you, I'll tell on you You've got a boat-load of nerve But I would say you've been told You work me against my friends And you'll get left out in the cold It's the same mistake It's been a long time running It's been a long time running It's been a long, long, long time running It's well worth the wait more free lyrics |
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