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| 1. |
| 2:45 | 
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We sail tonight for Singapore
We're all as mad as hatters here I've fallen for tawny moor Took off to the land of Nod Drank with all the Chinamen Walked the sewers of Paris I danced along a colored wind Dangled from a rope of sand You must say goodbye to me We sail tonight for Singapore Don't fall asleep while you're ashore Cross your heart and hope to die When you hear the children cry. Let marrow bone and cleaver choose While making feet for children shoes Through the alley Back from Hell When you hear that steeple bell You must say goodbye to me. Wipe him down with gasoline Till his arms are hard and mean, From now on boys this iron boat's your home So heave away boys. We sail tonight for Singapore Take your blankets from the floor Wash your mouth out by the door The whole town is made of iron ore Every witness turns to steam They all become Italian dreams Fill your pockets up with earth Get yourself a dollar's worth Away boys, away, boys, heave away The captain is a one-armed dwarf He's throwing dice along the wharf In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is King So take this ring Repeat First Verse |
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| 2. |
| 3:47 |
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Sane, sane they're all insane
The fireman's blind, the conductors lame A Cincinatti jacket and a sad luck dame Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain Clap hands, Clap hands Clap hands, Clap hands Said roar, roar the thunder and the roar Son of a bitch is never comin' back here no more Moon in the window; a bird on the pole Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal Clap hands, Clap hands Clap hands, Clap hands Steam, steam a hundred bad dreams Goin' up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans A fifty dollar bill inside in Palladin's hat And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at Repeat Second Verse Shine, shine a Roosevelt dime All the way to Baltimore and runnin' out of time Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole They all went to Heaven in the little row boat Clap hands, Clap hands Clap hands, Clap hands |
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| 3. |
| 1:47 |
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Uncle Vernon
Uncle Vernon Independent as a Hog on ice Hi's a big shot down there At the slaughterhouse He plays accordion For Mr.Weiss Uncle Biltmore and Uncle William Made a Million during World War II But they're tightwads And they're Cheap skates And they'll never Give a dime to you Auntie Mame Has gone Inside She lives in The doorway of an old hotel And the Radio's playing opera and All she ever says Is go to Hell. Uncle Violet Flew as a pilot He said there Ain't no pretty Girls in France Now he runs a Tidy little Bookie joint they say He never Keeps it in his pants Uncle Bill Will never leave a will And the tumor is as Big as an egg He has a mistress She's Puerto Rican And i heard she has A wooden leg. Uncle Phil Can't live without his pills He has emphysema and He's almost blind And we must find out Where the money is Get it now Before he loses his min Repeat First Verse |
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| 4. |
| 2:46 | 
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| 5. |
| 2:51 |
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| 6. |
| 2:43 |
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| 7. |
| 2:33 |
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Broken glass, rusty nails, where the wild violets grow
Say goodbye to the railroad, the mad dogs of summer And everything that I know What some men will do here for diamonds What some men will do here for gold They’re wounded but they just keep on climbing And sleep by the side of the road There’s a hole in the ladder, a fence we can climb Mad as a hatter, you’re thin as a dime Go out to the meadow, the hills are a-green Sing me a rainbow, steal me a dream Small-time Napoleon’s shattered his knees But he stays in the saddle for Rose And all his disciples, they shave in the gutter And they gather what’s left of his clothes What some men will do here for diamonds What some men will do here for gold They’re wounded but they just keep on climbing And sleep by the side of the road |
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| 8. |
| 2:32 |
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Hush a wild violet, hush a band of gold
Hush you’re in a story I heard somebody told Tear the promise from my heart Tear my heart today You have found another, oh baby I must go away So hang down your head for sorrow Hang down your head for me Hang down your head tomorrow Hang down your head, Marie Hush my love the rain now, hush my love was so true Hush my love a train now well But it takes me away from you So hang down your head for sorrow Hang down your head for me Hang down your head, hang down your head Hang down your head, Marie So hang down your head for sorrow, Hang down your head for me Hang down your head, hang down your head Hang down your head, Marie |
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| 9. |
| 3:55 |
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Well the smart money's on Harlow
and the moon is in the street And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws And you’re east of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches And the rain sounds like a round of applause And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon His invisible fiancee’s in the mirror And the band is going home, it’s raining hammers, it’s raining nails And it’s true there’s nothing left for him down here And it’s time time time, and it’s time time time And it’s time time time that you love And it’s time time time And they all pretend they’re orphans and their memory’s like a train You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away And the things you can’t remember tell the things you can’t forget That history puts a saint in every dream Well she said she’d stick around until the bandages came off But these mama’s boys just don’t know when to quit And Mathilda asks the sailors ‘Are those dreams or are those prayers?’ So close your eyes, son, and this won’t hurt a bit Oh it’s time time time, and it’s time time time And it’s time time time that you love And it’s time time time Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street And when they’re on a roll she pulls a razor from her boot And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet So put a candle in the window and a kiss upon his lips As the dish outside the window fills with rain Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart And pay the fiddler off ‘til I come back again Oh it’s time time time, and it’s time time time And it’s time time time that you love And it’s time time time And it’s time time time, and it’s time time time And it’s time time time that you love And it’s time time time |
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| 2:56 |
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Inside a broken clock,
splashing the wine with all the rain dogs Taxi, we’d rather walk, huddle a doorway with the rain dogs For I am a rain dog, too Oh, how we danced and we swallowed the night For it was all ripe for dreaming Oh, how we danced away all of the lights We’ve always been out of our minds The rum pours strong and thin, beat out the dustman with the rain dogs Aboard a shipwreck train, give my umbrella to the rain dogs For I am a rain dog, too Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee Her long hair black as a raven Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me You’ll never be going back home Oh, how we danced with the Rose of Tralee Her long hair black as a raven Oh, how we danced and you whispered to me You’ll never be going back home |
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| 11. |
| 1:03 |
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| 12. |
| 1:57 |
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Well it's 9th and Hennepin
And all the donuts have Names that sound like prostitutes And the moon's teeth marks are On the sky like a tarp thrown over all this And the broken umbrellas like Dead birds and the steam Comes out of the grill like The whole goddamned town is ready to blow. And the bricks are all scarred with jailhouse tattoos And everyone is behaving like dogs. And the horses are coming down Violin Road And Dutch is dead on his feet And the rooms all smell like diesel And you take on the Dreams of the ones who have slept here. And I'm lost in the window I hide on the stairway I hang in the curtain I sleep in your hat And no one brings anything Small into a bar around here. They all started out with bad directions And the girl behind the counter has a tattooed tear, One for every year he's away she said, such A crumbling beauty, but there's Nothing wrong with her that $100 won't fix, she has that razor sadness That only gets worse With the clang and thunder of the Southern Pacific going by As the clock ticks out like a dripping faucet Till you're full of rag water and bitters and blue ruin And you spill out Over the side to anyone who'll listen And I've seen it All through the yellow windows Of the evening train. |
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| 4:37 |
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Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Stick around to tell us all the tail He fell in love with a Gun Street Girl and Now he's danced in the Birmingham jail. Took a 100 dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe Brought a bran' new michigan 20 gauge Got all liquored up on that road house corn, Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette. Brought a second hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese Dyed his hair in the bathroom of Texaco With a pawnshop radio, quarter past 4 Well, he left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door He left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door Chorus: I said John, John he's long gone Gone to Indiana Ain't never coming home I said John, John he's long gone Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home. Sitting in a sycamore in St. John's Wood Soaking' day old bread in kerosene He was blue as a robin's egg brown as a hog Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tire Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tired Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone He never got up in the morning on a Saturday Sittin' by the Erie with a bull whipped dog Tellin' everyone he saw They went thatta way Tellin' everyone he saw They went thatta way. Now the rain's like gravel on old tin roof And the Burlinton Northern's pullin' out of the world With a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw. And a Gun Street Girl was the cause of it all. Riding in the shadow by the St. Joe Ridge He heard the click clack tappin' of a blind man's cane Pullin' into Baker on New Year's Eve With one eye on the pistol the other on the door, With one eye on the pistol the other on the door. Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Row And the smuggled in a bran' new pair of alligator shoes. With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair, well They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire, They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire. Chorus I said John, John he's long gone Gone to Indiana Ain't never coming home I said John, John he's long gone Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home. Bangin' on a table with an old tin cup Sing I'll never kiss a Gun Street Girl again, I'll never kiss a Gun Street Girl again. Repeat chorus |
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| 2:24 |
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Well time is always money
For the boys at Union Square You can bust your ass till doomsday But don't forget to say your prayers Someone's got a wad on the backstreet. Sacco got a bran' new slack And your baby is handcuffed on the front seat You just sit right there, boy and relax Chorus: I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down I'm goin' down down down Well they spill out of the Cinema 14 To that drag bar there on the block Best live show by far in the whole east coast With a bank rolled up in your sock She stand right there for your pleasure Half Puerto Rican Chinese Your got to find your baby somebody to measure I'm goin' to get me some of these baby. Chorus Four in the mornin' on a Sunday Sacco drinkin' whiskey in church Half pint festival brandy That 'bout to fall right off his perch The guy in the sweaters off duty Out in front on the welfare hotel The guy in the dress is a beauty Go all the way and I swear you never can tell Chorus |
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| 4:20 |
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Now you’re gone
It’s hotels and whiskey and sad-luck dames And I don’t care if they miss me, I never remember their names They say if you get far enough away, You’ll be on your way back home Well, I’m at the station, and I can’t get on the train Must be blind love, Only kind of love is stone blind love Blind love The only kind of love is stone blind love With your blind love Oh it’s blind love, stone blind love It’s your stone blind love Now the street’s turning blue The dogs are barking and the night has come And there’s tears that are falling from your blue eyes now I wonder where you are and I whisper your name The only way to find you is if I close my eyes Find you with my blind love The only kind of love is stone blind love The only kind of love is stone blind love The only kind of love is stone blind love With your blind love Oh, your blind love Your stone blind love It’s your blind love the only kind of love is stone blind love Stone blind love the only kind of love is stone blind love With your blind love The only kind of love is stone blind love Stone blind love, stone blind love |
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| 3:06 |
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He's got himself a homemade special
You know his glass is full of sand And it feels just like a jaybird The way it fits into his hand He rolled a blade up in his trick towel They slap their hands against the wall You never trip, you never stumble He's walking spanish down the hall Slim him a picture of our Jesus Or give him a spoon to dig a hole What all he done ain't no one's business But he'll need blankets for the cold They dim the lights over on Broadway Even the king has bowed his head Every face looks right up at Mason He's walking spanish down the hall Latella's screeching for a blind pig Punk Sander's carved it out of wood He never sang when he got hoodwinked They tried it all but he never would Tomorrow morning there'll be laundry But he'll be somewhere else to hear the call Don't say goodbye he's just leaving early He's walking spanish down the hall All St. Barthelemew said was whispered Into the ear of Blind Jack Dawes All Baker told the machine Was that he never broke the law Go on and tip your hat up to the Pilate Take off your watch, your rings and all Even Jesus wanted just a little more time He's walking spanish down the hall |
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| 3:50 |
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Outside another yellow moon
Has punched a hole in the nighttime, yes I climb through the window and down to the street I’m shining like a new dime The downtown trains are full with all of those Brooklyn girls They try so hard to break out of their little worlds Well, you wave your hand and they scatter like crows They have nothing that will ever capture your heart They’re just thorns without the rose Be careful of them in the dark Oh, if I was the one you chose to be your only one Oh yeah can’t you hear me now, can’t you hear me now Will I see you tonight on a downtown train Every night it’s just the same, you leave me lonely now I know your window and I know it’s late I know your stairs and your doorway I walk down your street and past your gate I stand by the light at the four-way You watch them as they fall, Oh baby, they all have heart attacks They stay at the carnival, but they’ll never win you back Will I see you tonight on a downtown train Every night, every night it’s just the same Oh baby Will I see you tonight on a downtown train All of my dreams they fall like rain, Oh baby on a downtown train Will I see you tonight on a downtown train Every night, every night It’s just the same, oh baby Will I see you tonight on a downtown train All of my dreams just fall like rain All on a downtown train All on a downtown train, all on a downtown train All on a downtown train, a downtown train All on a downtown train |
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| 1:09 |
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| 19. |
| 2:48 |
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My head is spinning round
My heart is in my shoes I went and set the Thames on fire Now I must come back down She's laughing in her sleeve at me I can feel it in my bones But anywhere, I'm gonna Lay my head, boys I will call my home. Well I see that The world is upside down My pockets were filled up with gold. Now the clouds have covered o'er And the wind is blowing cold I don't need anybody Because I learned to be alone And anywhere I lay my head, boys I will call my home. |
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