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| 1. |
| 4:57 | 
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I'm walking down the street mindin' my own affair
When two policemen grabbed me and I'm unaware They said "Is your name Alexander?" and I said "Why, sure" They said "You're the cat that we've been looking for" But I was framed I was framed I never did nothing But now I was, I was framed The cops took me to a little room where the bright light shines There was ten poor souls like me standin' in that line I knew I was the victim of somebody's evil plan When a stool pigeon looked at me an' said "There's your man!" But I was framed, framed I was framed, framed I was framed, framed I never did nothing But I was framed, framed, framed Oh yes, oh yes Then the public prosecutor started prosecutin' me That man wanted to find what was my pedigree He said "Where were you on the third of June 1963?" Then them cats with their rubber hoses started givin' me the third degree But I was framed, framed I was framed Framed, framed, framed Well I never did nothing But I was framed, framed I was framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed I was framed, I was framed, I was framed Framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed, framed I was framed Framed Well I never did nothin' But I was framed |
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| 2. |
| 4:07 |
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"Oh please, don't sell me out",
said the man with the hammer, hammering the anvil. "I've been walking on the road of rocks and I keep on hammering, keep on hammering, keep on hammering hammering the anvil." "Don't let the sun go down", said the man with the fire, firing the furnace. "I've been buried in the snow and I keep on firing, keep on firing, keep on firing, firing the furnace." "Don't talk to me", said the man with the chisel, chiseling the surface. "I've been sleeping far too long, and I keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling, chiseling the surface." "I don't know what you mean", said the man with the shovel, shoveling the ashes. "I've been diggin' in the frozen ground and I keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling, shoveling the ashes." Chiseling the surface Firing the furnace Hammering the anvil Hammering the anvil "Don't sell me out", said the man with the hammer, hammering the anvil. "I've been walking on the road of rocks and I keep on hammering, keep on hammering, keep on hammering, hammering the anvil." Shoveling the ashes Chiseling the surface Firing the furnace Hammering the anvil Keeping on, keeping on, keeping on Hammering the anvil I'm gonna keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on hammering I'm gonna keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on hammering |
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| 3. |
| 4:26 |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey Underneath the green veranda Singin' a song for mad Miranda They call me the Midnight Moses Everything I touch is comin' up roses Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Tell me where I'm goin' I've got no way of knowin' I wish I was a forest ranger Danger, danger, danger Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey I had an afternoon fever When I flew off to Geneva I just took me a notion To fly right across the ocean They call me the Midnight Moses Everything I touch is comin' up roses I had an afternoon fever When I flew off to Geneva |
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| 4. |
| 7:30 | 
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| 5. |
| 3:06 |
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There was a man selling bayonets, a razor and a chain
Sweating all over what they've got her on the game He had the Buff's Bar Blues He had the Buff's Bar Blues He had the Buff's Bar Blues, he's got nothing to lose He's got the Buff's Bar Blues Drinking Aspumanti, reading John McLain His sister in the grubber and his brother was the same He got the Buff's Bar Blues He got the Buff's Bar Blues He got the Buff's Bar Blues, he's got nothing to lose He's got the Buff's Bar Blues Hangin' out the window waving ribbons and flags Lying in the midden, he was readin' the mags He got the Buff's Bar Blues He got the Buff's Bar Blues He got the Buff's Bar Blues, he's with nothing to lose He's got the Buff's Bar Blues He got the Buff's Bar Blues He got the Buff's Bar Blues He got the Buff's Bar - wookie, wookie, wookie, wookie, wookie, wookie - Buff's Bar Blues He got the Buff's Bar Blues with nothing to lose He's got the Buff's Bar Blues |
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| 6. |
| 6:39 |
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I don't want you to be no slave
I don't want you to stay home always I don't want you to be true I just want to make love to you I don't want you to cook my bread I don't want you to make my bed I don't want you to be sad and blue I just want to make love to you 'Cause I can tell by the way you twitch and walk Can tell by the way you baby talk I know by the way that you hold my hand That I can love you, baby, like nobody can And I don't want you to cook my bread I don't want you to make my bed I don't want you to be sad and blue 'Cause I just want to make love to you 'Cause I can tell by the way you twitch and walk By the way that you baby talk By the way that you hold my hand That I can love you, baby, like nobody can And I don't want you to be no slave I don't want you to stay home always I don't want you to be true I just want to make love to you And nobody else, nobody else, nobody else 'Cause I just, I just want to make love to you And nobody else, nobody else 'Cause I just want to make love to you And nobody else, nobody else, nobody else 'Cause I, I just want to make love to you And nobody else 'Cause I want to do just enough to you to make you All I want to do is just make love to you And nobody else, nobody else, nobody else 'Cause I just want to make love to you, baby And nobody else, nobody else 'Cause all I really want to do is just to, I just want to make love to you 'Cause I, I just want to make love to you right now, right here 'Cause I just want to make love to you And nobody else, nobody else |
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| 7. |
| 4:40 |
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I got drunk last night, I got drunk the night before
Got the blues so bad I can't sing the blues no more I woke up this morning - a pain going through my head But I've got a baby that takes the pain away She loves nobody but me Sweet as a sweety can be She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' my blues away She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' my blues away She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' the night away I love my baby, love my baby, night and day Shakin' and quakin' if my baby gets far to far away And I have to write a letter Come on home baby make me better She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' my blues away She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She loves nobody but me Sweet as a sweety can be She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She loves nobody but me She sweet as a sweety can be She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She loves nobody but me She as sweet as a sweety can be She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' She loves nobody but me She as sweet as can be She got hole in her stocking and she keeps on rockin' |
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| 8. |
| 3:46 |
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Paper sir, paper sir, paper sir
The mobs in town And the guns are out And Louie knows what it's all about He's gunning down the cops with machine-gun tops Moving in a black sedan A stickup worth a hundred grand Headline sensation: "A Payroll Grab in the Union Station" Now there's no lights on the Christmas tree mother They're burning Big Louie tonight There's no electricity mother They're burning Big Louie tonight Across the state the bandits fly Victims scream, gangsters die And sirens in the night and armoured cars and dynamite Now Peter is on the mob And the FBI is on the job And now the headlines say: "Louie Bannassas On Trial Today" Now there's no lights on the Christmas tree mother They're burning Big Louie tonight There's no electricity mother They're burning Big Louie tonight But they got him in the final chase Louie was running in a loser's race And on the day his case begun He was Public Enemy Number One And the jury's back, they all agree It's murder in the first degree Tie him down and shave his hair Cause tonight Big Louie's gonna get the chair Now there's no lights on the Christmas tree mother They're burning Big Louie tonight There's no electricity mother They're burning Big Louie tonight The baby's crying They're burning Big Louie tonight They're gonna fry him They're burning Big Louie tonight |
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| 9. |
| 4:47 |
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| 1. |
| 4:56 |
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Ssss...
Let me be your swampsnake 'til the real one comes along Let me be your swampsnake 'til the real one comes along I wanna be the medicine man and I won't do you wrong Ssss... Let me brush your carpet bring you coffee in your bed Let me brush your carpet bring you coffee in your bed Let me shape your pillow, root it underneath your head Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Let me wash the windows, let me clean away your sin Ssss... Let me wash the windows, let me clean away the sin Float you in the water 'til your little ship comes in Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake 'til the real one comes along Let me be your swampsnake 'til the real one comes along I wanna be the medicine man and I won't do you wrong Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Let me be your swampsnake Ahhh...? ha ha ha Swampsnake Swampsnake I wanna be your swampsnake Ssss... |
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| 2. |
| 4:46 |
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There once was a woman with wings
Happy with the simple things She had silk suspenders and high heeled stockinged thighs Helping me in my need She was a friend, indeed She was my baby until the day she died Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang To blow away the blues Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang To blow away the blues. She was a woman who was twice my size She looked into my eyes She said "Only you can blow my blues away" She said "I'll tell you what to do Bring all your friends with you And you can come up and see me any ol' time of day" Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang To blow away the blues Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang To blow away the blues Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang To blow away the blues There was twenty-seven guys An unexpected surprise She just kept on rockin' 'til the night was gone She was smilin' through the tears For a hundred and fifty years Just lickin' her lips and helpin' me along Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang To blow away the blues Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang To blow away the blues There ain't nothin' like a gang, ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, ... ... ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, ga, gang bang Ain't nothin' like a gang bang To blow away the blues |
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| 3. |
| 7:11 |
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If your body's feelin' bad
And it's the only one you have You want to take away the pain Go out walkin' in the rain You watch the flowers go to bed Ask the man inside your head Your spirit never has to grieve All ya got to do's believe The faith healer The faith healer All ya got to do is feel Your body's going to start to heal The fingertips in holy fire Everlasting sweet desire It don't matter what the doctor said The healer man will sail away Immortality for two The miracles, they'll come to you The faith healer The faith healer Can I put my hands on you? Can I put my hands on you? Faith and hope and charity The simple relativity He can make you understand All you've got to take his hand It don't matter what somebody said Ask the man inside your head The fingertips in holy fire Everlasting sweet desire The faith healer The faith healer Can I put my hands on you? Can I put my hands on you? Can I put my hands on you? Can I put my hands on you? Can I put my hands on you? Can I put my hands on you? The faith healer The faith healer The faith healer |
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| 3:16 |
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Come on folks and get in the groove, we gotta move
I went ridin' the other night Two colour horse, oh my what a sight! The name of my horse was Ding Dong While we was ridin' and singin' a song Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up We rode and we rode the whole night through My horse was tired, I was too I had a date with my girl at eight Come on Ding Dong we can't be late I said Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up Got to her house and I got down There was the toughest guy in town If I went in, he might use force Mounted up again and I said to my horse Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up You got to giddy up a Ding Dong You got to giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up a Ding Dong Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong |
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| 4:03 |
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Naked a sin
An army towel, covering my belly Some of us weep, some of us howl Knees turn to jelly, but Next! Next! I was just a child A hundred like me I followed a naked body A naked body followed me, Next! Next! I was just a child when my innocence was lost In a mobile army whorehouse A gift of the army, free of cost. Next! Next! Next! Me, I really would have liked a little bit of tenderness Maybe a word, maybe a smile, maybe some happiness, but Next! Next! Oh, it was not so tragic and heaven did not fall But how much at that time I hated being there at all, Next! Next! I still recall the brothel trucks, the flying flags The queer lieutenant slapped our arses He's thinking we are fags. Next! Next! Next! I swear on the wet head of my First case of gonorrhea It is his ugly voice that I forever fear, Next! Next! A voice that stinks of whiskey, corpses and of mud The voice of nations The thick voice of blood, Next! Next! Since then each woman I have taken into bed They seem to lie in my arms And they whisper in my head, Next! Next! Oh, the naked and the dead Could hold each others hands As they watch me dream at night In a dream that nobody understands And though I am not dreaming in a voice grown dry 'n' hollow I stand on endless naked lines of the following and the followed The Next! Next! One day I'll cut my legs off I'll burn myself alive I'll do anything to get out of life, to survive Not ever to be next, Next! Next! Not ever to be next, not ever |
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| 4:24 |
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Hobo villa, Hobonee
Even dead, fear Ulandee Even dead fear marble eye He been living in a lullaby Machinery overheat Vambo teaching mastery Overshaka, shaka fast Even old marble eye go past Vambo comin' to the rescue Vambo comin' to the rescue Vambo comin' to the rescue Up the go-go river Give away, lobster hobo, say OK Long long lover She say goodbye He been living in a lullaby Vambo comin' to the rescue Vambo comin' to the rescue Vambo comin' to the rescue Vambo never show him face Hold him head in no disgrace Hobo villa over Hobonee Even the dead fear Ullandee Even dead fear marble eye Ain't no way for he to die Tell me no story, tell me no lie He been living in a lullaby Vambo comin' to the rescue Vambo comin' to the rescue Vambo comin' to the rescue Vambo comin' to the ... (Vambo rule OK, Vambo rule) Vambo comin' to the rescue (Vambo rule OK, Vambo rule) (Vambo rule OK, Vambo rule) (Vambo rule OK, Vambo rule) Vambo comin' to the rescue (Vambo rule OK, Vambo rule) (Vambo rule OK, Vambo rule) Vambo rule, OK, OK (Vambo rule OK, Vambo rule) Vambo rule, OK (Vambo rule OK, Vambo rule) |
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