Feeding Frenzy

You never try to keep the wild ones home
So mister don't just sit there and wait
Go out on the town makin' all of your rounds
It don't matter if you're your own date
(aah, aah, ah, ah ah ah)
(aah, aah, ah, ah ah ah)
Vacantly occupied, sat on the beach 'til my body got fried
Dreamin' of your pretty eyes up in south carolina
I can't pronounce my r's or g's
When i'm speakin' southernese
Honey do, honey come and do me again
Do, do, ba do bie do bie

I've seen that fat cat style
Three hundred pounds of jive ass smile
Young girls gigglin' all the while
That's not my cup of chowder

I go for candlelight
Cold champagne every friday night
Honey do, a little toast to me and you

Honey (honey) why couldn't you have taken the non-stop train
I'm hungry (hungry) and i really want to see you again

I know it's gettin' late
Waiter keeps starin' at your empty plate
Maitre'd keeps tellin' me
"sir, she's just not coming"
Ba do bie do bie

Now what the hell does utley know
We've been through all this befo'
Honey do, little toast to me and you

Honey (honey) why couldn't you have taken the non-stop train
I'm hungry (hungry) and i really want to see you again

Vacantly occupied, sat on the beach 'til my body got fried
Dreamin' of your pretty eyes up in south carolina
I can't pronounce my r's or g's
When i'm speakin' southernese
Honey do, honey come and do me again (one more time)
Yeah honey do, honey come and do me again
Oh oh oh oh
Honey do, honey come and do me again
Do do do do do do do ahhhhhhhhh

"honey do, yeah. honey do declare i'm gettin' a little bit hungry like that song said. how many people want a cheeseburger out there? let's server them up right now, they're here."

"oh yes. welcome, welcome all. in the middle of this parrothead madness this evening we thought it would be appropriate to take a few minutes of your time to reflect on a little spiritual,
Tual healing. heal'em up sister. we have such a choir with us this evening. we can't wait to hear all of you sing with us. that's why we're here. we heard you all on a couple of songs already. t
Ly thing is, it's not nice to beat jimmy to the words of his own song."
"yes, we white people been working on rhythm for a while but we've got a long way to go. so when we get to this next song we'd like for you to sing. i know that some of you may be a little
Ant here. the climate that's going around these days because some pea-brained people think that some of my songs are obscene and nasty. we know better don't we?

But i just feel sorry for the ones that don't. it's just that the times have moved so far ahead of 'em they're back in the pea-brained past."

"time has moved so fast, i will give you a couple of examples. today, a pair of tennis shoes costs more than a lot of your first automobiles did. i had a hundred dollar pick-up truck back i
Se days. i know. can i get an amen for a hundred dollar pick-up truck?"

"today there are two madonnas. our lady of fatima over here, and that woman from michigan runnin' around italy with warren beatty over here. looks like helen of troy. sue me baby sue me, ye
Uot;

"and uh, we don't want you to think of this song in those terms because this song that we're about to get you to help us with is not a nasty, obscene song. it is a love song, from a slightl
Ferent point of view, that's all. and before we sing it we just want to bring you a little message of peace, prosperity, and hope in such a trouble world today. but reverened jim has a few thing
Thinks could work to solve our world problems and our world tensions."

"first of all, we send all the presidents of the savings and loans associations over to run the country of iraq. that would solve two problems right there. and world peace, i've got an answ
R world peace. we take the money that it'd cost us to build just one b-1 bomber, that one that doesn't work. we change it into five dollar bills. we put all of this money into bags and we fly ov
E atlantic ocean, past europe because they're getting their shit togehter anyway. we drop this money on the russian people. all those little tiny pictures of abraham lincoln come tumblin' down o
The sky. i want them to feel those sawbucks in their hands. you know how your money feels when you accidently leave it in your blue jeans and you take it out and it's all warm and soft, oooh! w
E let those russian people hang on to that money for about a week and then we fly back over there. we fill our airplanes full of mail order catalogs from l.l. bean. from up in columbus, sporty's
T shop. and victoria's secret! the
Russian people have this money in their hand, the catalogs come down. they look at those pictures on the opening pages of the victoria's secret catalog, not back in the outdoors section, you kn
At i'm talking about right? they got the money, they got the catalogs, they're going to get the idea. they send all the money back to us to buy the stuff. we have full employment. there's world
, and the russians have crotch-less underwear through the twenty-first century! thank you!"

"so i hope you have no hesitation about joining us in this song. as i said, it is just a love song, from a different point of view."

Ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh
As a child on the farm
I was warned of the wiles of the city
Of that demon disguise
There's the dirt in the skies of the city

Well they say the proximity warps their minds
'til they're shooting one another just pass the time
And we live it appears
Both in spite and in fear of the city

Oooohhh, ooohhhh yeah
Oooohhh

I was constantly told
How our lives were controlled by the city
How they keep us in debt
With the trends that they set it's a pity

Now the beautiful people in the magazines
Got the normal ones living beyond their means
And the things that they said
Made me go in my head to the city

Oooohhh
Ahhhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh

When i finally came
There's some things still the same in the city
You still lie under the thumb
Of the rich and the young and the pretty

Well they weren't much different than we might act
If there was that many others that closely packed
It's an ancient idea
But it struck me so clear in the city

Oooohhh, ooohhhh yeah
Oooohhh, ooohhhh yeah
Oooohhh

Ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh
Ah, ahhhhhh

"i'd like to do a song that was written about a good friend of mine down in key west, florida, where i spend a little bit of time. this particular friend of mine ran a bar in key west for a
Time before we got fed up with all the other alternatives to politicians and elected our favorite bartender mayor. our mayor's name is captain tony tarascino, has a little place called captain
S saloon where we wrote a little song called last mango in paris, not to be confused with that movie by a similar title."

There is a tale that the island people tell
Don't know if it is true but i love it so well
Jolly mon sings for his supper every night
People fed him well 'cause he treated them so right
Oh oh oh oh jolly mon sing
Oh oh oh oh make orion ring
Well he always like to go to the islands near and far
He always found his way by orion lucky star
He'd tell them of their joys, he'd tell them of their woes
They loved to see him come, they'd hate to see him go
Oh oh oh oh, jolly mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, make the magic ring

He was makin' his way home on a dark and stormy night
When he heard a cry for help, and he saw a passin' light
When he reached the other boat, offered them a hand
They said give us all your cargo
As they took a pirate stand
Oh oh oh oh, jolly mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, give 'em everything

Jolly mon it's over sing your last song very well
They tossed him in the ocean
'cause their hearts were made in hell
Came along a dolphin, he said, jolly mon hello!
I've always loved your singing, climb aboard, don't let go
Oh oh oh oh, jolly mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, give 'em everything

The night was filled with magic, they bid the sea goodbye
Swam into the heavens and they stayed up in the sky
And all the island people when they wish upon a star
See the dolphin and the jolly mon
Who tell them where they are
Oh oh oh oh, jolly mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, give 'em everything
Oh oh oh oh, jolly mon sing
Oh oh oh oh, make the magic ring

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh jolly mon sing

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh jolly mon sing

"goodbye jolly mon. this is the scariest song of the evening for some people. oooohhhh. especially for any of you people who came here this evening, left somebody at your house to watch aft
Ur things. people with names like snake, johnny d., everlasting moonie. and the last thing the said to you was, don't worry about a thing, we'll treat it like our own. this could happen to you.&

come monday


Headin' up to san francisco
For the labor day week-end show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess i never was meant for glitter rock and
Roll
And honey i didn't know
That i'd be missin' you so

Chorus:
Come monday, it'll be all right
Come monday, i'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And i just want you back by my side

Yes, it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west-bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
Something you tried to explain
And darlin' it's i love you so
That's the reason i just let you go

Come monday, it'll be all right
Come monday, i'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And i just want you back by my side

I can't help it honey
You're that much a part of me now
Remember that night in montana
When we said there'd be no room for doubt

I hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry
I know that it's pretty up there
We can go hikin' on tuesday
With you i'd walk anywhere
California has worn me quite thin
I just can't wait to see you again

Come monday, it'll be all right
Come monday, i'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And i just want you back by my side

I spent four lonely days in a brown l. a. haze
And i just want you back by my side

"this is a song, i guess i wrote this for an old friend of mine a few years back who could just not seem to find his occupation in the twentieth century. so he just chose to live in a fanta
Rld. and then i looked at him i went, well what the hell's wrong with that? so if this song has been able to ease your pain ever so slightly, i'm glad i wrote it 'cause that's what it's for. it'
Led pirate looks at forty."
Mother, mother ocean, i have heard you call
Wanted to sail upon your waters since i was three feet tall
You've seen it all, you've seen it all

Watched the men who rode you switch from sail to steam
In your belly you can hold the treasures few have ever seen
Most of 'em dreams, most of 'em dreams

Yes, i am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over-forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late

But i've done a bit of smugglin', i've run my share of grass
Made enough money to buy miami, but i pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last

I have been drunk now for over two weeks,
Passed out and i rallied and i sprung a few leaks
But i've got stop wishin', got to go fishin'
I'm down to rock bottom again
Just a few friends, just a few friends

"nice to see all of our friends every year. thank you
Friends."

Now i go for younger women, lived with several awhile
Though i ran 'em away, they'd come back one day
And i still could manage a smile
Sure takes a while, just takes a while

Mother, mother ocean, after all my years i've found
Occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
Feel like i've drowned, but i won't wear a frown
Feel like i've drowned, i'm gonna go check out
Peachtree street somewhere downtown

"okay"
I really do appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
Your voice sounds so wonderful
But yer face don't look too clear
Bar maid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew
"alright let's here it"
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"you're on the record!"

Chorus:
Why don't we get drunk and screw
I just bought a water bed, it's filled up for me and you
They say you are a snuff queen
Honey i don't think that's true
So, why don't we get drunk and screw.

"i can't wait for 'em to put that label on my live album. you're sounding absolutely wonderful out there, but we have invited the all girls choir from lima, ohio down here and we can't here
Too well now. we'd like all of you gentlemen out in the audience to just sorta take a break, sit back and let's let these beautiful women of the nineties tell us how they feel about it. ladies
Ou ready? on the count of four. one, two, three, four."

Chorus:
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"whoo yeah!"
I just bought a waterbed it's filled up with elmer's glue."
They say you are a snuff queen
Let's see what all you macho men can do
Why (don't we get drunk and screw)
"oh yeah."
Why don't we get drunk and screw
"i think we better work this out amongst ourselves."
Why don't we get drunk and screw, oooh yeah