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| 1. |
| 3:00 | 
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Get me out of this stinkin' fresh air
Night and day in the electric chair Step right up son gonna show you something ain't never been done you're all fucked. Listen, it don't cost much I lay down the line that you touch Never do what you're told Any time is easy when you're wrong You're all wrong and I'm right Please be on your honor Please be on your (back in here) Listen to the story all right I'll lose it all right on that dotted line Step right up son gonna show you something ain't never been done You're all wrong and I'm right You see I want it in writing, I owe you nothing want it in writing, I owe you nothing want it in writing |
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| 2. |
| 3:16 |
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If he was from Venus, would he feed us with a spoon?
If he was from Mars, wouldn't that be cool? Standing right on campus, would he stamp us in a file? Hangin' down in Memphis all the while. [Chorus:] Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round They sing "I'm in love. What's that song? I'm in love with that song." Cerebral rape and pillage in a village of his choice. Invisible man who can sing in a visible voice. Feeling like a hundred bucks, exchanging good lucks face to face. Checkin' his stash by the trash at St. Mark's place. [Chorus:] I never travel far, without a little Big Star Runnin' 'round the house, Mickey Mouse and the Tarot cards. Falling asleep with a flop pop video on. If he was from Venus, would he meet us on the moon? If he died in Memphis, then that'd be cool, babe. [Chorus:] |
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| 3:23 | 
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| 4. |
| 2:45 |
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Nightclub jitters, I take a drink before I hit the town
Night life critters scurry to that sultry, smoky sound Hurry now the sun is goin' down To the nightclub jitters, only thing that scares me is the dark The night life critters: "What's the cover? Where should we park?" Stay at home just once for a lark. They say "Now don't be a stranger." It really don't matter to me I'd be willing to wager that it don't matter much if we keep in touch Nightclub jitters, I take a drink before I hit the town Night life critters, they scurry to that sultry smoky sound Oh hurry now the sun is goin' down They say "Now don't be a stranger." Hell, it really don't matter to me I'd be willing to wager that it don't matter much if we keep in touch don't matter much 'cause I got a touch In the nightclub In the nightclub |
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| 4:07 |
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All eyes look up to me
high above the filthy streets. Heed no bullhorn when it calls. Watch me fly and die. Watch me fall. I'm the boy they can't ignore, for the first time in my life, I'm sure. All the love sent up high to pledge won't reach the ledge. Wind blows cold from the west. I smell coffee, I smell doughnuts on their breaths. A girl that I knew once years ago is tryin' to be reached on the phone. I'm the boy she can't ignore, for the first time in my life, I'm sure. All the love sent up high to pledge... (Repeat) Priest kneels silent, all is still. Policeman reaches from the sill. Watch him, watch him try his best. There'll be no medal pinned to his chest. I'm the boy they couldn't ignore, for the first time in my life, I'm sure. (Repeat) I'm the boy for the last time in my life. All the love that they pledge for the last time will not reach the ledge. |
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| 6. |
| 2:51 |
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Absolution is out of the question.
It makes no sense to apologize, the words I thought I brought I left behind, so, never mind. All over but the shouting, just a waste of time. Never mind. All over but the shouting, just a waste of time. I'm not ready as I'll ever be. I climb the walls, I fall into the sea. I'm not ready as I'll ever be. And I suppose your guess is more or less as bad as mine. All over but the shouting, just a waste of time. Never mind. All over but the shouting, just a waste of time. And I suppose your guess is more or less as bad as mine. You oughta tell me, you oughta say if you're not sure. You oughta tell me, you got to help me remember. Never mind. All over but the shouting, just a waste of time. Never mind. All over but the shouting, just a waste of time. Never mind. Never mind. Never mind. Never mind. The words I thought I brought I left behind, so, never mind. |
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| 7. |
| 3:36 |
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Well you wish upon a star that turns into a plane.
And I guess that's right on par. Who's left to blame? If you were a pill, I'd take a handful at my will, and I'd knock you back with something sweet and strong. Plenty of times you wake up in February make-up, Like a fool and a lone star you're gone. (chorus:) Tonight makes love to all your kind. Tomorrow's pickin', Valentine. Hey you pop up in this old place, so sick and so refined. Are you strung out on some face? Well I know it ain't mine. If you were a pill, I'd take a handful at my will, and I'd knock you back with something sweet and strong. Trouble keeping your head up when you're hungry and you're fed up, Like a moon and a lone star you're gone. (chorus) If you were a pill, I'd take a handful at my will, and I'd knock you back with something sweet as wine. Yesterday was theirs to say, this is their world and their time. Well if tonight belongs to you, tomorrow's mine. (chorus) (chorus) |
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| 8. |
| 2:23 |
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Rock 'n roll loudmouth,_
Stroke another one down, right behind my back. Do us all a favor, get yourself a spine. Everybody's chokin' on the grapevine. (chorus:) Shootin' dirty pool, spewin' dirty lies. Shootin' dirty pool, spewin' dirty lies. I heard it on the airwaves. I seen it in my class. {glass?} Get your money on the table. Get your head out of your ass. You're the coolest guy that I ever have smelt. I ain't a notch on nobody's belt. (chorus) Why don't you get a haircut, sister? That's it. (chorus) |
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| 9. |
| 3:02 |
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Chablis, that ain't no stuff for me
Chateau Timberley, as long as I can't see Gallo or muscatel, either one would be just swell I didn't come here to fight, hey just as long as that ain't white Now I ain't no connoiseur cat - the conno-sewer rat Red red wine on Sunday Always tastes so good Red red wine Red red wine Red red wine if you would Hey now as long as it is red, oh set 'em up until we're dead Saturday _, let's get drunk without Now I ain't no connoiseur cat, I think you guessed that Red red wine on Sunday Just like said Red red wine Red red wine Set us up 'till we're dead I ain't no connoiseur cat, conno-sewer rat ... on Sunday Just like _ said Red red wine Red red wine Set us up 'till we're dead |
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| 10. |
| 2:07 |
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You take the skyway, high above the busy little one-way
In my stupid hat and gloves, at night I lie awake Wonderin' if I'll sleep Wonderin' if we'll meet out in the street But you take the skyway It don't move at all like a subway It's got bums when it's cold like any other place It's warm up inside Sittin' down and waitin' for a ride Beneath the skyway Oh, then one day, I saw you walkin' down that little one-way Where, the place I'd catch my ride most everyday There wasn't a damn thing I could do or say Up in the skyway Skyway Skyway (sky away) |
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| 11. |
| 3:04 |
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I'll write you a letter tomorrow
Tonight I can't hold a pen Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow I promise not to blow the address again Lights that flash in the evening, Through a crack in the drapes Jesus rides beside me He never buys any smokes Hurry up, hurry up, ain't you had enough of this stuff Ashtray floors, dirty clothes, and filthy jokes See you're high and lonesome Try and try and try Lights that flash in the evening, Through a hole in the drapes I'll be home when I'm sleeping I can't hardly wait I can't wait. Hardly wait. |
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