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Mr. Highway Man
02:12
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Hey, Mr. Highway Man
Can you stop for me
You’ve been travelling all night
There ain’t nothing more to see
Hey Mr. Highway Man,
Your end is coming soon
You’ve got a bottle in your hand
Now the devil is on to you
Hey, Mr. Highway Man
You’re really picking up speed
Watch out now, it’s comin’ to you
Gonna make you bleed
Hey Mr. Highway Man,
The devil’s laughing at you
You’ve got a bottle in your hand
Satan’s coming on to you
Hey, Mr. Highway Man
Won’t you please slow down
You’re going to fast
You’re going downtown
Hey Mr. Highway Man
Death is coming for you
You’ve got a bottle in your hand
Now the devil is on to you
Hey, Mr. Highway Man
Can’t you see that wall
You’re heading right for it, you’re
Gonna end it all
Hey Mr. Highway Man,
You’re dead, you’re done
You had a bottle in your hand
Now the devil’s got you down
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2AM in the Morning
02:03
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Come back home, lyin’ on the floor
Can’t stand drinking, can’t take no more
Phone began to ring
Baby asking me when I’m comin’ home
I’m downstairs honey
And I’m all alone
I just had a couple, two, three, maybe six
Tell you baby, I really had my kicks
Runnin’ to the bathroom
Gotta get it all out
Maybe it was twelve or more
More than enough, no doubt
2AM in the morning, and I’m feeling fine
I really had, a heck of a time
But when I wake up tomorrow
I have to admit
Did I make a fool of myself?
I don’t remember shit
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John the Evil Homeopath
02:29
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He won't prescribe you nothing
Nothing that'll fix that rash
Selling magic water,
'cause he's only in it for the cash
Diluted down to nothing
It's John, the Evil Homeopath
You might really be sick,
but he'll tell you your chi's out of whack
And the only way to fix it is
to stick some needles in your back
You'll pay through the nose to
Evil Acupuncture Jack
He's channeling Jesus
Power from beyond the grave
I'm not sure what to call it,
Maybe quantum theta waves
Just write out that cheque to
Evil Faith Healing Dave
He says vaccines cause autism
and chemo just makes you glow
The weeds from his backyard
heal anything now, don't you know
For a modest fee, go to
Evil Naturopathic Joe
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4. |
Feel Like Crying
03:11
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I should feel like crying
But the tears just won't come
I should feel like crying
But they don't, they don't seem to come
I can’t really tell
Where’s this coming from
I lost it all
Had no way to get it back
I lost all I had
Had no way to get it back
Waitin' for that chance
To get back on track
Now I bought me a ticket
Take that train, I gotta go
I bought me a ticket
Take that train, I gotta go
If I stay here to cry
I might go down slow
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5. |
Girl Wants a Pink Car
02:24
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She's a little crazy
But I think that's alright
She can be ok in the morning
Crazy late at night
Now when we disagree
And she starts to fight
I better give her what she wants
Or I might lose my mind
Ooooh
Girl wants a pink car... etc
Man, I'm gonna lose my mind
I tried to say hell no
But she wouldn’t budge
She said that’s what she wants
And who am I to judge?
I think I might be
Losing my touch
Better get away
Before it gets too much
Ooooh
Girl wants a pink car... etc
You can get any color
Just don’t make it pink
If you think I’m driving that
You really need a shrink
Now shut the fuck up
And get me a drink
Your crazy-ass jivin’
Is starting to stink
Ooooh
Girl wants a pink etc...
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The Boom Boom Club
02:49
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A little something-something, add it all up
Now if you need a good drink, I know this little club
And if you get really hungry, I bet they'll give you some grub
They got good entertainment, buddy, won't you get up
(and)
Go down down down,
Down, to the Boom Boom Club
They got whiskey, they got women
Got everything at the Boom Boom Club
Pinups on the wall, single malt Scotch
Don't worry bout leaving, no one's looking at their watch
if they find you sleeping on the counter, they'll give you a little nudge
And if you really dig the music, man they'll turn it up a nudge
(you gotta)
Go down down down,
Down, to the Boom Boom Club
They got whiskey, they got women
Got everything at the Boom Boom Club
That old guy in the corner, hair as gray as dust
He used to be a soldier, but war had left him crushed
And you see that pretty girl, with the long black hair?
They call her a woman, but she used to be a man
So
Go down down down,
Down, to the Boom Boom Club
They got whiskey, they got women
Got everything at the Boom Boom Club
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Every morning before the rooster crows
I hear a knock-knocking on my bedroom door.
It ain't easy, when the man, he knows your name.
When the devil comes calling and he wont go away
Got you a juke joint juicer, with a heart full of soul
A hell cat squeeze dripping jelly roll,
All aboard, with man - he gonna' take you down
Devil come calling, ain't nobody else around.
Every morning before the break of day
Hear him howling outside my window pane
It aint easy when the devil's got your name
The man come calling and he just wont go away.
He say, Got you some cocaine, got you some grass
Got a hell cat squeeze and a bag of cash
It ain't easy when the man's got your name
You're going down down, to him its all the same
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8. |
Communist Guitar
02:47
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Got a communist guitar
Sounds like a revolution
Got a communist guitar
Sounds like a revolution
When I pick it up to play
You’ll come to the same conclusion
I’m not talking about
Classless social order
I’m not talking about
Classless social order
I ain’t overthrowing nothing
I’ll be playing on the corner
No proletarian or bourgeoisie
Is gonna keep me occupied
No proletarian or bourgeoisie
Is keepin’ me occupied
Your crazy politics
Make me feel dissatisfied
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Dementia
02:46
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I can feel it burning, in my brain
Have to worry about staying sane
Won't you please examine me
Please clear out my mind's debris
Oh, let it stop, let it stop
I'm gonna lose my mind, I can feel it drop
The voices I hear, they never stop
Conspiring, scheming, it’s an inside job
The shape I'm in, worryin' me
Won't you please hear my plea
Oh, let it stop, let it stop
I'm gonna lose my mind, I can feel it drop
In my bed, I weep and moan
Fuck it man, I’m all alone
No more hurtin’, no more pain
I think I’m turning bat-shit insane
Oh, let it stop, let it stop
I'm gonna lose my mind, I can feel it drop
In a darkened room, takin’ my life
I can barely see the hunting knife
I’ve got something, something to sell
Tickets to my own personal hell
Oh, let it stop, let it stop
I'm gonna lose my mind, I can feel it drop
Oh, let it stop, yeah let it stop
Gonna lose my mind, I can feel it drop
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10. |
Family Blues
02:45
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Why do you treat me so mean
You know me through and through
I know I'm stuck with you
Honey, I couldn't pick and choose
When you're in trouble honey
I'm the one takin' care of you
So don't pick on me
I don't need no family blues
You may seem to think
That you can always count on me
But you’ve got to realize
I’ve got my own life, you see
Now, I’m not made of money
I think I have to refuse
You should know by now
I don’t need no family blues
I know who you are
We’re of the same pedigree
But I can’t take no more
Don’t turn into my enemy
Yeah, I’m warning you
It might turn in a first degree
If you don’t stop this blues
And please just, set me free
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Country Shizzle
02:11
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Let me please explain to you
Oh, let me please explain to you
I never meant to do you wrong
I just didn’t know what was going on
Oh let me please, explain to you
Oh baby please, don’t leave me alone
Baby please, don’t you leave me alone
I never wanted it to end like this
Cause what we had was pure bliss
Baby please, don’t leave me alone
Won’t you please come back to me
Oh won’t you please, come back to me
I’m sorry baby, I wish I’d known
Now, can’t you hear me moan and groan
Oh won’t you please, come back to me
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Little Black Book
02:55
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There's a story I wrote
In my little black book
Just turn to page three
And have a good look
Ah honey,... it's never about you
The girl in the story never had a clue
I’m writing a song,
Writing it for you
But the melody’s wrong
I’ll work on that too
Ah honey,... just give me the time
I’ll work it out and it’s gonna be fine
(bridge)
I’ve been wondering
About what I have to do
I’ve been wondering
About stayin’ here with you
But I’m not sure
Not sure I’ll see it through
I drew a picture
Of a beautiful girl
She looks like she likes
To really give it a thwirl
Ah honey,... I know she ain’t you
But maybe I need somebody new
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13. |
Soliloquy
02:09
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I was talking, talking to myself
And I was thinking, thinking about somebody else
Bad luck and trouble, same old thing, gonna bring me down
Coming inbound, like an inbound train
Gotta reach the center, the center of my brain
Bad luck and trouble, same old thing, gonna bring me down
Now I was looking, looking for another way
To see you walking, walking through the rain
Bad luck and trouble, same old thing, gonna bring me down
And I said, I said now; hey don’t you know
I think, I think, I think I have to go
Bad luck and trouble, same old thing, gonna bring me down
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Elections are coming up
Campaigns are on the road
We should know there will be cuts
And then we'll get the mother load
But you were lying
Yeah, you were lying
You were lying through your teeth
Don't make a promise you can't keep
You tried to get me on board
With your personal magnetism
I'm glad I didn't fall for that
I don't want none of your fanaticism
Cause you were lying
Yeah, you were lying
You were lying through your teeth
Don't make a promise you can't keep
Don't promise to lower taxes
If you can't provide for the masses
You said you were gonna make it work
The results really left me irked
Cause you were lying
Yeah, you were lying
You were lying through your teeth
Don't make a promise you can't keep
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You got your chemtrails, and radiation
I won't be dying of no rapid mutation
But I got my tin foil hat, a tin foil hat
I made it myself, it's not much to look at
But it's keeping me sane
Nobody's gonna mess with my brain
Invisible guns, on a grassy knoll
Nobody gonna give me no extra hole
But I got my tin foil hat, a tin foil hat
I made it myself, it's not much to look at
But it'll stop it all
Keep my brain off the wall
Tainted vaccines, man-made disease
All those pills will make you believe
I got my tin foil hat, a tin foil hat
I made it myself it's not much to look at
Just try to be calm
Until they drop the bomb
And I'm pretty sure, that there were no planes
Cause special effects can do so much these days
Cause I got my tin foil hat, a tin foil hat
I made it myself, it's not much to look at
And if I don't agree
The government's out to get me
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The Damned and Dirty Netherlands
One of the most exciting and innovative duos in the blues tradition today. Gritty delta blues with screaming slide guitar, raw vocals and wailing blues harp. Two albums, two awards for Best Dutch Blues Album!
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