Brian Setzer - 13 (2006) by Brian Setzer (보컬) on maniadb.com

Setzer

I got a lucky rabbit’s foot
I’ve got a loaded pair of dice
I hang the horseshoe over my bed
Because my luck’s been cold as ice
I love to watch that roulette wheel
Spinnin’ round and round
I place a bet at five to one
When my baby comes to town

I’m gonna love you baby with all my might
I’m gonna make you feel all right
You’re gonna love me baby like you said you would
Honey, just like a young girl should

Baby, take a chance on love, on love
Baby, take a chance on love
You’re the only one I’m dreamin’ of
Baby, take a chance, baby’s in a trace
Baby, take a chance on love

My lucky thirteen black cat bones
And my lady luck tattoo
I got a hoodoo voodoo doll
And a photograph of you
I’m gonna cast a magic spell
A magic spell of love
And then I’ll put you in my trance
My magic trance of love

I’m gonna love you baby with all my might
I’m gonna make you feel all right
You’re gonna love me baby like you said you would
Honey, just like a young girl should

Baby, take a chance on love, on love
Baby, take a chance on love
You’re the only one I’m dreamin’ of
Baby, take a chance, baby’s in a trace
Baby, take a chance on love

I’m gonna take this step by step
I’m gonna take this seriously
I’m gonna take things one at a time
Because I love you obviously
But if you just wanna break my heart
Don’t be wasting my time
‘Cause with you from the very start
Our love was a felony crime

I’m gonna love you baby with all my might
I’m gonna make you feel all right
You’re gonna love me baby like you said you would
Honey, just like a young girl should

Baby, take a chance on love, on love
Baby, take a chance on love
You’re the only one I’m dreamin’ of
Baby, take a chance, baby take a chance
Baby, take a chance, baby’s in a trance
Baby, take a chance, baby take a chance
Baby, take a chace on love

Setzer

I got a beat leather jacket
I got a broken down car
I’m gonna push it up to the hill
If I can make it that far

‘Cause everything I own is a broken down piece of junk
Oh, la, la, la ? Oh, la, la, la

Got a broken down record player
I’ve got a bird that won’t sing
And the buzzin’ in my head goes ring, ring, ring

Everything I own is a broken down piece of junk
Oh, la, la, la ? Oh, la, la, la

One man’s fortune, honey
Is another man’s worst bad luck
If I ever crawl outta this hole alive
I’m gonna spend every last buck, buck, buck

I ain’t got a job
Live in a cheap hotel
The door ain’t got a lock
But I say what the hell

Everything I own is a broken down piece of junk
Oh, la, la, la ? Oh, la, la, la

Well, one man’s fortune, honey
Is another man’s worst bad luck
If I ever crawl outta this hole alive
I’m gonna spend every last buck, buck, buck

Now don’t misunderstand me
I got my moonshine mash
But If I made any money
It’d be gone in a flash

Everything I own is a broken down piece of junk
Oh, la, la, la ? Oh, la, la, la
Everything I own is a broken down piece of junk
Oh, la, la, la ? Oh, la, la, la
Everything I own is a broken down piece of junk

Here they come in their cuffed Levi's
Hair slicked back, they're real tough guys
Black t-shirt and a bad attidude
Better not step on their blue suede shoes

Livin' in a time that's long since gone
It's not quite right, there's something wrong
Look! There goes another Betty Page
Get with it chick, it's all the rage

CHORUS:

He's really, really, really rockabilly
Really, really, really rockabilly
He pissed in his pants
He's too drunk to care
He's wearin' 1956 underwear

There's neo-rockabilly
There's psycho-rockabilly
There's Starbucks-Orange-County rockabilly
There's euro - ja-ja-wir machen-rockin' rockabilly
There's Western-swing-traditional-blues-
influenced rockabilly
There's Australian shrimp-on-the-barbie-
carry-your-surfboard-to-Sears-
to-buy-your-rolled-up-Levi's rockabilly
There's rock-a-Johnny, rock-a-Sally, rock-a-hillbilly
It's all too stupid, and it's just plain silly

(CHORUS)

The man at the door
He's a rockabilly guy
He said you can't come in
Your pompadour's too high
Better grow them sideburns

Get a tattoo on your neck
Drink Pabst Blue Ribbon
Drive a rockabilly wreck

Has it come to this?
I want a new job
Rockabilly retards and rockabilly slobs are rockabilly
stars
It used to be fun just to play the guitar
Now I just want to run real, real far

(CHORUS)

Bryan

I’ve been a bad boy, you know the way
Became a bad boy and changed my name
My anxious dreams have found a clearer sky

I’ve been thinking about the state I’m in
And started sinking a bottle of gin
And rocket cathedrals pointing to the sky

I’m space-bound again
I need their money
And I can see the stars
It’s so funny
Until I’m Earth-bound again
I’ll miss you honey
And this rocket cathedral’s pointing to the sky

Some visit Lucifer
Some may be crucified
I’m going to Mars
Some talk to celuloid
Some talk to shiny cars
I’ll talk to shiny stars

I’ve been thinkin’ about all the ways
That a wise man spends all of his days
In a rocket cathedral pointing to the sky

Wish I was grounded and seen the last of my days
And not re-bounded down the Milky Way
And this rocket cathedral’s pointing to the sky

So I’m space-bound again
Who needs their money
And I can see the stars
I feel so funny
Until I’m Earth-bound again
I’ll miss you honey
And this rocket cathedral pointing to the sky

I’ll go to Lucifer
I may be crucified
I’m going to Mars
I’ll talk to celuloid
I’ll fly with shiny cars
Bye, bye stars

Setzer

Well, it ain’t everyday that Hepcat gets the blues
Every once in a while, maybe just a week or two

Well, I don’t got nothing to worry about
The kids take off and momma screams and shouts
It ain’t everyday that Hepcat gets the blues
Every once in a while, not very often

Well, they say a man has to work from sun to sun
But a woman’s work it ain’t never ever done
If I work my knuckles right down to the bone
You better have that supper at the table at home
It ain’t everyday that Hepcat gets the blues

When Hepcat gets the blues
There’s nothing nobody can do
The wind starts blowin’ and the sky gets cloudy and gray
Ain’t nothing nobody can say
Get on your hands and knees and pray
It ain’t everyday that Hepcat gets the blues

Here we go
Go ahead Cat

When Hepcat gets the blues
There’s nothing nobody can do
The wind starts blowin’ and the sky gets cloudy and gray
Ain’t nothing nobody can say
Get on your hands and knees and pray
It ain’t everyday that Hepcat gets the blues

You better just hope that I don’t come lookin’ for you
‘Cause I just don’t know exactly what I’m bound to do

I’m gonna drink Jack Daniel’s right off the floor
Get a quart of beer and baby holler for more
No, it ain’t everyday that Hepcat gets…
It ain’t everyday that Hepcat gets…
Ain’t everyday that Hepcat gets the blues

Setzer

I’m gonna take a plane, baby, here I go
I’m gonna walk the streets of Tokyo
The crowds of people and the neon lights
The rock ‘n’ roll days and the rock ‘n’ roll nights.

There’s a discotheque with a flashing sign
There’s a sexy girl gonna show you good time
Come on in, the shows about to begin
Come on, come on, come on.

I’m on the back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo.

I know a little place but it’s hard to find
Down the road that twists and the street that winds
Roppongi Town down the alleyway
The wine does flow and the band does play.

So come on, come on, let the fun begin
It’s a night on the town, it’s a night of sin
I can take you there, come along with me
Come on, come on, come on.

I’m on the back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo.

So come on, come on, let the fun begin
It’s a night on the town, it’s a night of sin
I can take you there, come along with me
Come on, come on, come on.

I’m on the back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo.

Well, welcome to the land of the rising sun
And the sun don’t set ‘til the party’s done
Just be careful, baby, don’t you press your luck
The back streets of Tokyo will eat you up.

So come on, come on, let the fun begin
It’s a night on the town, it’s a night of sin
I can take you there, come along with me
Come on, come on, come on.

I’m on the back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo.

Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo
Back streets of Tokyo.

Setzer

Father Hennepin went down to Bennigan’s
To discuss the construction of the Hennepin Bridge
He had time to kill down by the flour mill
So he planned a picnic lunch on St Anthony Main

Now Father Hennepin he was notorious
And he liked a little drunk down at Nye’s Polanaise
His explorations were more than glorious
So they planned to build a bridge that would feature his name

Well, first Niagara and then St Anthony’s
Were discovered by the fella with the Hennepin name
But when the lock was filled on the lower falls
Eveyone was shoppin’ on the Nicollet Mall

And when the rope was cut on the Hennepin
Father Louis had a most unusual plan
He would take a dip in the Mississippi
He would dive from the centre and swim to the dam

When the time had come and he took the plunge
Everyone screamed: “My God, what has he done”
And though he tried to swim, the current carried him
Closer and closer to the brink of the falls

The people lined the banks of the Mississippi
To watch Father Hennepin go over the edge
The people there that day, they all swear they say
Father Hennepin was laughin’ as he fell to his death