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Bodhisattva Would you take me by the hand Bodhisattva Would you take me by the hand Can you show me The shine of your Japan The sparkle of your china Can you show me Bodhisattva Bodhisattva I'm gonna sell my house in town Bodhisattva I'm gonna sell my house in town And I'll be there To shine in your Japan To sparkle in your China Yes I'll be there Bodhisattva |
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Songwriters: Fagen, Donald;Becker, Walter
In the corner Of my eye I saw you in Rudy's You were very high You were high It was a cryin' disgrace They saw your face On the counter By your keys Was a book of numbers And your remedies One of these Surely will screen out the sorrow But where are you tomorrow I can't cry anymore While you run around Break away Just when it Seems so clear That it's Over now Drink your big black cow And get out of here Down to Greene Street There you go Lookin' so outrageous And they tell you so You should know How all the pros play the game You change your name Like a gangster On the run You will stagger homeward To your precious one I'm the one Who must make everything right Talk it out till daylight I don't care anymore Why you run around Break away Just when it Seems so clear That it's Over now Drink your big black cow And get out of here |
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Drive west on Sunset To the sea Turn that jungle music down Just until we're out of town This is no one night stand It's a real occasion Close your eyes and you'll be there It's everything they say The end of a perfect day Distant lights from across the bay Babylon sisters shake it Babylon sisters shake it So fine so young Tell me I'm the only one Here come those Santa Ana winds again We'll jog with show folk on the sand Drink kirschwasser from a shell San Francisco show and tell Well I should know by now That it's just a spasm Like a Sunday in T.J. That it's cheap but it's not free That I'm not what I used to be And that love's not a game for three Babylon sisters shake it Babylon sisters shake it So fine so young Tell me I'm the only one My friends say no don't go For that cotton candy Son you're playing with fire The kid will live and learn As he watches his bridges burn From the point of no return Babylon sisters shake it Babylon sisters shake it So fine so young Tell me I'm the only one |
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Up on the hill
People never stare They just don't care Chinese music under banyan trees Here at the dude ranch above the sea Aja When all my dime dancin' is through I run to you Up on the hill They've got time to burn There's no return Double helix in the sky tonight Throw out the hardware Let's do it right Aja When all my dime dancin' is through I run to you Up on the hill They think I'm okay Or so they say Chinese music always sets me free Angular banjoes Sound good to me Aja When all my dime dancin' is through I run to you |
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Way back when in sixty-seven
I was the dandy of Gamma Chi Sweet things from Boston So young and willing moved down to scarsdale where the hell am I (Hey nineteen!) No we can't dance together No we can't talk at all Please take me along, when you slide on down Hey nineteen~ That's Aretha Franklin She don't remeber The queen of soul It's hard times be fallen The sole survivors She thinks I'm crazy But I'm just growing old Hey nineteen~ No we got nothing in common No we can't talk at all Please take me along When you slide on down repeat:The Cuervo Gold The fine Columbian Make tonight a wonderful thing No we can't dance together No we can't talk at all |
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6:05 outside the stadium
Special delivery for Hoops McCann Brut and Charisma poured from the shadow where he stood Looking good he's a crowd pleasing man One on one He's schoolyard superman Crashing the backboard he's Jungle Jim again When it's all over we'll make some calls from my car, we're a star It's a glamour profession The L.A. concession Local boys will spend a quarter Just to shine the silver bowl Living hard will take its toll Illegal fun Under the sun All aboard The Carib Cannibal Off to Barbados just for the ride Jock with his radar stalking the dread moray eel At the wheel with his Eurasian bride On the town we dress for action Celluloid bikers is Friday's theme I drove the Chrysler Watched from the darkness while they danced I'm the one [chorus] Hollywood I know your middle name Who inspires your fabled fools that's my claim to fame [solo] Jive Miguel he's in from Bogota Meet me at midnight at Mr. Chow Szechuan dumplings after the deal has been done I'm the one [chorus |
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Any news was good news And the feeling was bad at home I was out of mind and you Were on the phone Lonnie was the kingpin Back in nineteen sixty-five I was singing this song When Lonnie came alive CHORUS: Bring back the Boston Rag Tell all your buddies That it ain't no drag Bring back the Boston Rag You were Lady Bayside There was nothing that I could do So I pointed my car down Seventh Avenue Lonnie swept the playroom And he swallowed up all he found It was forty-eight hours til Lonnie came around CHORUS |
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This is the day of the expanding man
That shape is my shade There where I used to stand It seems like only yesterday I gazed through the glass At ramblers, wild gamblers That's all in the past You call me a fool You say it's a crazy scheme This one's for real I already bought the dream So useless to ask me why Throw a kiss and say goodbye I'll make it this time I'm ready to cross that fine line I'll learn to work the saxaphone I play just what I feel Drink Scotch whiskey all night long And die behind the wheel They got a name for the winners in the world And I want a name when I lose They call Alabama the Crimson Tide Call me Deacon Blues My back to the wall A victim of laughing chance This is for me The essence of true romance Sharing the things we know and love With those of my kind Libations Sensations That stagger the mind I crawl like a viper Through these suburban streets Make love to these women Languid and bittersweet I'll rise when the sun goes down Cover every game in town A world of my own I'll make it my home sweet home (refrain) This is the night of the expanding man I take one last drag As I approach the stand I cried when I wrote this song Sue me if I play too long This brother is free I'll be what I want to be |
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Just when I say "Boy we can't miss You are golden" Then you do this You say this guy is so cool Snapping his fingers like a fool One more expensive kiss-off Who do you think I am Lord I know you're a special friend But you don't seem to understand We got heavy rollers I think you should know Try again tomorrow Can't you see they're laughing at me Get rid off him I don't care what you do at home Would you care to explain Who is the gaucho amigo Why is he standing In your spangled leather poncho And your elevator shoes Bodacious cowboys Such as your friend Will never be welcome here High in the Custerdome What I tell you Back down the line I'll scratch your back You can scratch mine No he can't sleep on the floor What do you think I'm yelling for I'll drop him near the freeway Doesn't he have a home Lord I know you're a special friend But you refuse to understand You're a nasty schoolboy With no place to go Try again tomorrow Don't tell me he'll wait in the car Look at you Holding hands with the man from Rio Would you care to explain Who is the gaucho amigo Why is he standing In your spangled leather poncho With the studs that match your eyes Bodacious cowboys Such as your friend Will never be welcome here High in the Custerdome |
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I've seen your picture Your name in lights above it This is your big debut It's like a dream come true And when you smile for the camera I know they're gonna love it I like your pin shot I keep it with your letter Done up in blueprint blue It sure looks good on you So won't you smile for the camera I know I'll love you better Peg It will come back to you Peg It will come back to you Then the shutter falls You see it all in 3-D It's your favorite foreign movie |
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Got a feeling I've been here before
Watching as you cross the killing floor You know you'll have to pay it all You'll pay today or pay tomorrow You fasten up your beaded gown Then you try to tie me down Do you work it out one by one Or played in combination You throw out your gold teeth Do you see how they roll I have seen your iron and your brass Can't you see it shine behind the glass Your fortune is your roving eye Your mouth and legs Your gift for the runaround Torture is the main attraction I don't need that kind of action You don't have to dance for me I've seen your dance before Do you throw out your gold teeth Do you see how they roll Tobacco they grow in Peking In the Year of the Locust You'll see a sad thing Even Cathy Berberian knows There's one roulade she can't sing Dumb luck my friend Won't suck me in this time Tobacco they grow in Peking In the Year of the Locust You'll see a sad thing Even Cathy Berberian knows There's one roulade she can't sing Dumb luck my friend Won't suck me in this time Got a feeling I've been here before Won't you let me help you find the door All you got to do is use Your silver shoes A gift for the runaround Use your knack darlin' Take one step back darlin' There ain't nothing in Chicago For a monkey woman to do Do you throw out your gold teeth Do you see how they roll |
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I know this super highway This bright familiar sun I guess that I'm the lucky one Who wrote that tired sea song Set on this peaceful shore You think you've heard this one before Well the danger on the rocks is surely past Still I remain tied to the mast Could it be that I have found my home at last Home at last She serves the smooth retsina She keeps me safe and warm It's just the calm before the storm Call in my reservation So long hey thanks my friend I guess I'll try my luck again Well the danger on the rocks is surely past Still I remain tied to the mast Could it be that I have found my home at last Home at last |
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Son you better be ready for love On this glory day This is your chance to believe What I've got to say Keep your eyes on the sky Put a dollar in the kitty Don't the moon look pretty Tonight when I chase the dragon The water will change to cherry wine And the silver will turn to gold Time out of mind I am holding the mystical sphere It's direct from Lhasa Where people are rolling in the snow Far from the world we know Children we have it right here It's the light in my eyes It's perfection and grace It's the smile on my face Tonight when I chase the dragon The water will change to cherry wine And the silver will turn to gold Time out of mind Children we have it right here It's the light in my eyes It's perfection and grace It's the smile on my face Tonight when I chase the dragon The water will change to cherry wine And the silver will turn to gold Time out of mind |
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CHORUS: While the poor people sleepin' With the shade on the light While the poor people sleepin' All the stars come out at night After closing time At the Guernsey Fair I detect the El Supremo From the room at the top of the stairs Well I've been around the world And I've been in the Washington Zoo And in all my travels As the facts unravel I've found this to be true CHORUS They got the house on the corner With the rug inside They got the booze they need All that money can buy They got the shapely bods They got the Steely Dan T-shirt And for the coup-de-gras They're outrageous CHORUS Show biz kids making movies Of themselves you know they Don't give a fuck about anybody else CHORUS |
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I remember the thirty-five sweet goodbyes When you put me on the Wolverine Up to Annandale It was still September When your daddy was quite surprised To find you with the working girls In the county jail I was smoking with the boys upstairs When I heard about the whole affair I said oh no William and Mary won't do CHORUS: Well I did not think the girl Could be so cruel And I'm never going back To my old school Oleanders growing outside her door Soon they're gonna be in bloom Up in Annandale I can't stand her Doing what she did before Living like a gypsy queen In a fairy tale Well I hear the whistle but I can't go I'm gonna take her down to Mexico She said oh no Guadalajara won't do CHORUS California tumbles into the sea That'll be the day I go Back to Annandale Tried to warn you About Chino and Daddy Gee But I can't seem to get to you Through the U.S. Mail Well I hear the whistle but I can't go I'm gonna take her down to Mexico She said oh no Guadalajara won't do CHORUS |
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You In your Lark You're a mark You're a screamer You know How to hustle Daddy Is a rare Millionaire I don't care Yeah you Got the muscle I got the news Yes dear How did you know Can't you see our love will grow Take it In your hand All the sirens And the band Get to bendin' my ear How Was I to know About the warm Soulful secret You been keepin' for years I got the news Slow down I'll tell you when I may never walk again Broadway Duchess Darling if you only knew Half as much as Everybody thinks you do What I hear May be true I would still be proud To know you Spanish kissin' See it glisten You came ragin' Love rampagin' I got the news Yes dear How did you know Can't you see our love will grow |
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The wind was driving in my face The smell of prickly pear [My rival - show me my rival] The milk truck eased into my space Somebody screamed somewhere I struck a match against the door Of Anthony's Bar and Grill I was the whining stranger A fool in love With time to kill I've got detectives on his case They filmed the whole charade [My rival - show me my rival] He's got a scar across his face He wears a hearing aid Sure he's a jolly roger Until he answers for his crime Yes I'll match him whim for whim now I still recall when I first held Your tiny hand in mine [My rival - show me my rival] I loved you more than I can tell But now it's stomping time Sure he's a jolly roger Until he answers for his crime Yes I'll match him whim for whim now |
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Johnny's playroom Is a bunker filled with sand He's become a third world man Smoky Sunday He's been mobilized since dawn Now he's crouching on the lawn He's a third world man Soon you'll throw down your disguise We'll see behind those bright eyes By and by When the sidewalks are safe For the little guy I saw the fireworks I believed that I was dreaming Till the neighbors came out screaming He's a third world man Soon you'll throw down your disguise We'll see behind those bright eyes By and by When the sidewalks are safe For the little guys When he's crying out I just sing that Ghana Rondo E l'era del terzo mondo He's a third world man |
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On the water down in New Orleans,
My baby's the pearl of the quarter She's a charmer like you never seen, Singing voulez, voulez, voulez, vous? Where the sailor spends his hard earned pay, Red beans and rice for a quarter You can see her almost any day Singing voulez, voulez, voulez, vous? And if you hear from my Louise, Won't you tell her I say hello Please make it clear when her day is done She got a place to go I walked alone down the Miracle Mile; I met my baby by the shrine of the martyr She stole my heart with her Cajun smile, Singing voulez, voulez, voulez, vous? She loved the million dollar words I say; She loved the candy and the flowers I bought her She said she loved me anad was on her way Singing voulez, voulez, voulez, vous? And if you hear from my Louise, Won't you tell her I love her so Please make it clear when her day is done She got a place to go |
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We're gonna break out the hats and hooters When Josie comes home We're gonna rev up the motor scooters When Josie comes home to stay We're gonna park in the street Sleep on the beach and make it Throw down the jam till the girls say when Lay down the law and break it When Josie comes home When Josie comes home So good She's the pride of the neighborhood She's the raw flame The live wire She prays like a Roman With her eyes on fire Jo would you love to scrapple She'll never say no Shine up the battle apple We'll shake 'em all down tonight We're gonna mix in the street Strike at the stroke of midnight Dance on the bones till the girls say when Pick up what's left by daylight When Josie comes home When Josie comes home So bad She's the best friend we ever had She's the raw flame The live wire She prays like a Roman With her eyes on fire When Josie comes home So good She's the pride of the neighborhood She's the raw flame The live wire She prays like a Roman With her eyes on fire |
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