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Don't start me on the liquor
I'll drink it all down straight I'll make a toast to love But I drink the most When I got somebody to hate CHORUS I'm an old man I got an old man's pain Will the morning Will the morning ever come again Well, I'm likin' lickin' a lotta liquor I'm drinkin' down the drink I'll take a toast to life But I drink the most When my devil start to thing CHORUS Oh, I could drink, drink, drink So I can't think, think, think I got a hope or a home In this life I'm all alone On this long cold lonely night of fright Followed by a lonely day 'Til there's nothing left I can say Except I didn't know I was sick And so I got sicker He's a low down lying Peckerwood cotton picker Don't start me on the liquor I got nothing more to say I had a little money But it all flown away And I said oh man Oh, ain't that a shame Oh, I keep moanin', I keep moanin' Like I got an old man's pain Don't Don't start Don't start me Don't start me on Don't start me on the Don't start me on the liquor |
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| 2. |
| 4:07 |
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New times, new times, new times Good morning, good morning, good morning I'm the guard At one time this was rather pleasant The poets they still had to muse Over the classicism of clean shoes But who today still knows a button stick CHORUS Well, that's the new times That's the new times That's the new times The girls would lie down before us First one went dancing, then behind the bushes Today you have to run through twenty places Get drunk on saccharin and methyl And then you still don't get them that far CHORUS Now take it easy there in the early morning If somewhere there lies a cadaver Or something is foul in the state You can be sure that a writer is not far behind With his Excellency I only say Hands off literature The laurel wreath one gets today Second hand so to speak >From the Empire's stores Sold underhand at the Alexanderplatz With all the wigs and costumes Twitching from the shoulder one is informed CHORUS New times, new times, new times |
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| 3. |
| 4:01 |
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Now every once in a while There's a crack in my smile Dark voices are talking to me Dark voices tell me the way It's supposed to be They said "Breakin' up" They said "It's hard to do" But what they say About breakin' up Y'know it's just not true Breakin' up, it's easy to do Breakin' up, it's easy to do Why if you know Why did you have to go And leave me on t he floor About as sick as a dog I'm feeding my face Like a bleary-eyed hog Why'd it have to stop With so much good undone Breakin' up, it's easy to do Breakin' up, it's easy to do Breakin' up, it's easy to do Y'know I break up every time I break up with you |
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| 4. |
| 3:32 |
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Well I was sentenced to prison To do about one year They said it isn't so bad We got a good band here We play every Wednesday night Sometimes Tuesday too It's the music of the future and it will get to you When I heard the band for the first time They has no (rhythm). They had no (rhyme) Well it almost like a dream I never wanted to have It drove me (crazy). It drove me (mad) The man said: "C'mon and play And here's an instrument for you It's an ancient flute It's in the key of 2. Blow..." I gotta get more time. I gotta stay in here I used to be foggy But the music made me clear Now the jail in rockin' like Elvis never knew I'm on the inside now. I'm in the key of 2 Now we all are lifers and I'm in the band too We play my favorite song. It's in the key of 2 And it will get to you It's the music of the future and it will get to you And it will get to you It's the music of the future. It's in the key of 2 |
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| 3:07 |
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How will I stand the summer When spring was such a bummer How will I weather my winter When my fall was such a ballbuster It's spring and there'll be no spring fling When my winter was what a winner And I am taking a fall 'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all How will I stand the summer When the spring just made me dumber How will I fare my fall Will I lose my mind in the wintertime It's spring and I'm a spring ding-a-ling It's summer and I'm just a little dumber And I am taking a fall 'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all Thru' the 4 seasons I'm searching for reasons I'm not gonna take the spring 'Cause the spring don't mean a thing I'm not gonna take the winter My winter is a splinter I'm not gonna take the summer Summer is such a bummer But I am taking the fall 'Cause if I ain't got you I got nothing at all Thru' the 4 seasons I'm searching for reasons Vivaldi, The 4 Seasons It seems to me to be a theme of love With no variations of aggravations Spring, summer, winter and fall Spring, summer, winter and fall Spring, summer, winter and fall If I ain't got you I got nothing at all |
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| 4:39 |
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I got a machine And I took over the world In one weekend I took over the world With my machine I did it because I was looking for a project And it was either Take over the world or learn French So I took over the world And next weekend I can learn French I got a machine And I took over the world But nothing changed That wouldn't be fair |
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| 2:35 |
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I-M N-O-T-H-I-N-G
I-M N-O-T-H-I-N-G CHORUS I'm nothin' I'm nothin' Are you a Republican or a Democrat A liberal fascist full of crap CHORUS Somebody somewhere might be something But everybody everywhere Knows that I'm nothing Politics and dirty tricks I got no time for stones and sticks Politics and dirty dricks I got no time I'm chasing chicks CHORUS Somebody somwhere might be something But everybody everywhere Knows that I'm nothing I'm nothing but I'm not proud 'Cause being nothing it's not allowed Are you a gay or are you straight Do you believe in love Or do you believein hate CHORUS Somebody somewhere said he was something But to everybody everywhere I'm saying I'm nothing I'm nothing, I'm like a cloud I'm free to be alone in a crowd What's your reality, it's not real to me What's your anomaly, it is my destiny I-M N-O-T-H-I-N-G I-M N-O-T-H-I-N-G I'm nothin' Nothin' Nothin' I'm nothing now and I'll be nothing when This nothing world has its nothing end |
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| 3:35 |
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Can you imagine The world at peace What would it be like Can you imagine Such harmony And what will happen When everybody's happy But me Can you imagine This headache I have Writing this song Can you imagine The storm inside ANd the quiet When everybody's happy But me I think that I would really Like to love Give and receive I pray that my spirit May rise above And I'll live a good life When everybody's happy But me |
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| 9. |
| 2:57 |
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The telephone, the telephone I have an idea Women always have ideas Hello... Here is Agamemnon Here is Agamemnon Who? Wrong connection This is... I am a moralist An anti-militarist I am against duels I cannot stand seeing A fly in rage I cannot look at A uniform or blood That woman has seduced me And now I am done for Darling, where shall I Hide you in a hurry? Here is Agamemnon Here is Agamemnon I am coming Directly from the trenches And look forward To a solemn luncheon Oh, my nerves I'm losing my find This damned telephone Spoils my favorite position And no I can start Writing poetry again |
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| 10. |
| 5:31 |
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This tea's too strong for me As I await your company I had too much sun today Ocean waters wash away Nothing but the present Presenting its presence This island life Separate my right from my wrong No I am not pagan But my heart has been forsaken And the hand of God was on my mind It took some time from time to time Now in the course I know Time itself will go when This island life Separates my right from my wrong You forgot your shoes and I I have sent a message but I There's so many stars in the sky It's the truths that will not lie There's a you wild native maiden Running mad and barefoot to the sea until This island life Separates my rights from my wrongs This island life Finally separates my right from my wrong This tea's too strong for me As I await more company I had too much sun today Dram of lands lying far away Pregnant with the present Presenting its presents This island life Separate my right from my wrong This island life Will separate my rights from my songs Separate my right from my wrong |
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| 4:07 |
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I saw you in the crowd I saw you singing out loud The people were swaying The band was playing Something real loud I couldn't hear one word Screams were all that I heard But I saw her face I saw her eyes I saw His grace In the dark'ning skies I saw you raise your hand Stretching out to the band You reach exceeding your grasp On the beach from the whale Comes one last gasp Meet me in my hotel room Meet me just for fun And I will not be boring Some things I been storing Inside to show someone like you A few friends just stopped by I think they wanted to get high But it wasn't you Who they led me to So I bid them all good-bye I probably would forget This episode of regret So I wrote this song So when you sing along I hope my message you will get Meet me in my hotel room Oh, meet me just for fun And you will not be boring Something you been storing Inside to show someone like me |
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| 12. |
| 4:30 |
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I see a damsel In danger and distress I see that she is pretty I see a young girl Dressed in a dirty dress I see that she is pretty Mirror mirror on the wall Who's the fairest one of all I see a fat girl With her hair a mess I see that she is pretty I see a proud girl She's pregnant I would guess I see that she is pretty Mirror mirror on the wall Who's the fairest one of all Mirror mirror do not fail Who deserves to go to jail I see the school girls Dressed in their Sunday best I see that they are pretty I see the wagon trains Of pioneer women heading west I see that they are pretty Mirror mirror on the wall Who's the fairest one of all Creature Creature, here the plan Leads unto the fall of man I see a matron Unbuttoning a tightly fitting dress I see that she is pretty I see a maiden She's careless like all the rest I see that she is pretty Mirror mirror on the wall Who's the fairest one of all Mirror mirror do not fail Who deserves to go to jail Mirror mirror on the wall Who's the prettiest one of all Mirror mirror humor me Do they see what I see |
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| 13. |
| 3:33 |
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Christ the Redeemer towering high over Rio Rio de Janeiro, Rio Where they held a summit to save the world And to mark the time when development As traditionally understood-had failed And the affluent North raping the South Investment from the North means Economic bondage for the South Under the burden of debt payments I was with a whore in Copenhagan Drinking eight hundred dollars worth of Champagne in kroner She came from Rio We were trying to save the world We did not get what we wanted She wanted money-- She did not get what she wanted I missed my wife-- I did not get what I wanted Death sat on my lap Death sits on all our laps While Christ the Redeemer Towers high over Rio Rio de Janeiro. Rio |
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