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liar liar with your pants on fire, white spades hangin' on the telephone
wire, gamblers reevaluate along the dotted line, you'll never recognize yourself on heartattack and vine. doctor lawyer beggar man thief, philly joe remarkable looks on in disbelief, if you want a taste of madness, you'll have to wait in line, you'll probably see someone you know on heartattack and vine. boney's high on china white, shorty found a punk, don't you know there ain't no devil, there's just god when he's drunk, well this stuff will probably kill you, let's do another line, what you say you meet me down on heartattack and vine. see that little jersey girl in the see-through top, with the peddle pushers sucking on a soda pop, well i bet she's still a virgin but it's only twenty- five 'til nine, you can see a million of 'em on heartattack and vine. better off in iowa against your scrambled eggs, than crawling down cahuenga on a broken pair of legs, you'll find your ignorance is blissful every goddamn time, your're waitin' for the rtd on heartattack and vine. |
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| 2. |
| 4:23 |
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nighthawks at the diner of Emma's 49er, there's a rendezvous of strangers around the coffee urn tonight all the gypsy hacks, the insomniacs now the paper's been read now the waitress said eggs and sausage and a side of toast coffee and a roll, hash browns over easy chile in a bowl with burgers and fries what kind of pie? In a graveyard charade, a late shift masquerade 2 for a quarter, dime for a dance with Woolworth rhinestone diamond earrings, and a sideway's glance and now the register rings and now the waitress sings (chorus) the classified section offered no direction it's a cold caffeine in a nicotine cloud now the touch of your fingers lingers burning in my memory I've been 86ed from your scheme I'm in a melodramatic nocturnal scene I'm a refugee from a disconcerted affair as the lead pipe morning falls and the waitress calls (chorus |
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| 3. |
| 4:41 |
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hey sight for sore eyes it's a long time no see
workin hard hardly workin hey man you know me water under the bridge didya see my new car well it's bought and it's payed for parked outside of the bar and hey barkeeper what's keepin you keep pourin drinks for all these palookas hey you know what i thinks that we toast to the old days and dimagio too and old drysdale and mantle whitey ford and to you no the old gang ain't around everyone has left town 'cept for thumm and giardina said they just might be down oh half drunk all the time and i'm all drunk the rest yea monk's till the champion but i'm the best i guess you heard about nash he was killed in a crash hell that must of been two or three years ago now yea he spun out and he rolled he hit a telephone pole and he died with the radio on no she's married and with a kid finally split up with sid he's up north for a nickle's worth for armed robbery hey i'll play you some pin ball hell you ain't got a chance well then go on over and ask her to dance |
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| 4. |
| 3:17 |
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I come in on a night train
With an arm full of box cars On the wings of a magpie Cross a hooligan night I busted up a chifforobe Way out by the cocomo Cooked up a mess a mulligan And got into a fight Whistlin' past the graveyard Steppin' on a crack A mean Mother Hubbard Papa One Eyed Jack You probably seen me sleepin' Out by the railroad tracks Go on and ask the Prince Of Darkness What about all that smoke Come from the stack Sometimes I kill myself a jackel Suck out all the blood Steal myself a stationwagon Drivin' through the mud I want to whistlin' past the graveyard Steppin' on a crack I'm mean Mother Hubbard Papa One Eyed Jack I know you seen my headlights And the honkin' of my horn I'm callin' out my bloodhounds Chase the devil through the corn Last night I chugged the Mississippi Now that suckers dry as a bone I'm Born in a taxi cab I'm never comin' home Whistlin' past the graveyard Steppin' on a crack I'm mean Mother Hubbard Papa One Eyed Jack My eyes have seen the glory Of the drainin' of the ditch I only come to Baton Rouge To find myself a witch I'm-ona snatch me up a Couple of 'em every time it rains You see a locomotive Probably thinkin' its a train Whistlin' past the graveyard Steppin' on a crack I'm a mean Mother Hubbard Papa One Eyed Jack What you think is the sunshine Is just a twinkle in my eye That ring around my finger Called the 4th of July When I get a little bit lonesome And a tear falls from my check There's gonna be an ocean in The middle of the week Whistlin' past the graveyard steppin' on a crack I'm mean Mother Hubbard Papa One Eyed Jack I come into town on a night train Arm full of box cars On the wings of a magpie Cross a hooligan night I'm gona tear me off a rainbow And wear it for a tie I never told the truth So I can never tell a lie Whistlin' past the graveyard steppin' on a crack A mean Mother Hubbard Papa One Eyed Jack |
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| 5. |
| 6:32 |
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Licorice tattoo turned a gun metal blue
Scrawled across the shoulders of a dying town Took the one eyed Jacks across the railroad tracks And the scar on its belly pulled a stranger passing through Hes a juvenile delinquent, never learned how to behave But the copsd never think to look in Burma-Shave And the road was like a ribbon, and the moon was like a bone He didnt seem to be like any guy shed ever known He kind of looked like Farley Granger, with his hair slicked back She says Im a sucker for a fella in a cowboy hat. How far are you going? Said Depends on what you mean He says Im only stopping here to get some gasoline I guess Im going thataway, just as long as its paved And I guess youd say Im on my way to Burma-Shave And with her knees up on the glove compartment She took out her barrettes, and her hair spilled out like rootbeer And she popped her gum and arched her back Hell, Marysville aint nothing but a wide spot in the road Some nights my heart pounds like thunder Dont know why it dont explode Cause everyone in this stinking towns got one foot in the grave And Id rather take my chances out in Burma-Shave Presleys what I go by, why dont you change the stations Count the grain elevators in the rearview mirror She said, Mister, anywhere you point this thing It got to beat the hell out of the sting Of going to bed with every dream that dies here every mornin And so drill me a hole with a barber pole And Im jumping my parole just like a fugitive tonight Why dont you have another swig, and pass that car if youre so brave I wanna get there fore the sun comes up in Burma-Shave And the spider web crack and the mustang screamed The smoke from the tires and the twisted machine Just a nickels worth of dreams, and every wishbone that they saved Lie swindled from them on the way to Burma-Shave And the sun hit the derrick and cast a bat wing shadow Up against the car door on the shotgun side And when they pulled her from the wreck You know, she still had on her shades They say that dreams are growing wild just this side of Burma-Shave |
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| 6. |
| 5:41 |
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| 7. |
| 3:57 |
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Well my time went so quickly,
I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55 As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive. Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks, Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer, Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger. And it's six in the morning, gave me no warning; I had to be on my way. Well there's trucks all a-passing me, and the lights are all flashing, I'm on my way home from your place. And now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks, Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer, Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger. And my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55 As I pulled away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive. Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck, Freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks... |
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| 8. |
| 3:39 |
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stop me if you've heard this one
i feel as though we've met before perhaps i'm mistaken but it's just that i remind you of someone you used to care about but that was long ago do you think i'd fall for that i wasn't born yesterday besides i never talk to strangers anyway i ain't a bad guy when you get to know me i just thought there ain't no harm hey just try minding your own business bud who asked you to annoy me with your sad repartee besides i never talk to strangers anyway your life's a dimestore novel this town is full of guys like you and you're looking for someone to take the place of her and you're bitter cause he left you that's why you're drinkin in this bar well only suckers fall in love with perfect strangers it always takes one to know one stranger maybe we're just wiser now and been around the block so many times that we don't notice that we're all just perfect strangers as long as we ignore that we all begin as strangers just before we find we really aren't strangers anymore |
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| 9. |
| 5:14 |
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i spent all my money in a mexican whorehouse, across the street from a catholic church, and then i wiped off my revolver, and i buttoned up my burgundy shirt, i shot the morning in the back, with my red wings on, i told the sun he'd better go back down, and if i can find a book of matches, i'm goin' to burn this hotel down. you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. well i dropped thirty grand on the nugget slots, i had to sell my ass on fremont street, and the drummer said there's sanctuary, over at the bagdad room, and now it's one for the money, two for the show, three to get ready, and go man go, i said tell me mr. siegel, how do i get out of here. well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves across the dirty sheets, he said man you ought to see her, when her parents are gone, man you ought to hear her when the siren's on. you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on. don't you know that ain't no broken bottle, that i picked up in my headlights, on the other side of the nevada line, where they live hard die young, and have a good lookin' corpse every time, well the pit-boss said i should keep movin', this is where you go when you die, and so i shot a black beauty, and i kissed her right between the eyes. well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves across the dirty sheets, he said when the bitch is wound up, and her parents are gone, man you ought to hear her with the siren on. you got to tell me brave captain, why are the wicked so strong, how do the angels get to sleep, when the devil leaves the porchlight on |
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| 10. |
| 5:11 |
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Got no time for the corner boys
Down in the street makin?all that noise Don?t want no girls on Eighth Avenue Cause tonight I?m gonna be with you Cause tonight I?m gonna take that ride Across the river to the Jersey side Take my baby to the carnival And I?ll take you on all the rides Down the shore everything?s all right You with your baby on a Saturday night Don?t you know that my dreams come true when I?m walkin?down the street with you Sing sha la la la la la sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la Sha la la la, I?m in love with a Jersey girl Sha la la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la Sha la la la la You know she thrills me with all her charms When I?m wrapped up in my baby?s arms My little angel gives me everything I know someday she?s gonna wear my ring So don?t bother me man I got no time I?m on my way to see that girl of mine Nothin?else matters in this whole wide world when you?re in love with a Jersey girl Sha la la la la la sha la la la la la la la Sha la la la la la Sha la la la, I?m in love with a Jersey girl Sha la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la And I call your name I can?t sleep at night Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la I see you on the street and you look so tired I know that job you?ve got leaves you so uninspired When I come by to take you out to eat I find you dressed upon the bed and baby, fast asleep Go in the bathroom, put that make-up on We?re gonna take that little brat of yours, and drop her off at your mom?s Oh, I know a place where the dancin?s free Come on girl, won?t you go with me? Sha la la la la la sha la la la la la la la Sha la la la la la Sha la la la, I?m in love with a Jersey girl Sha la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la I?m in love with a Jersey girl Sha la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la la Sha la la la la la |
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| 11. |
| 4:31 |
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hey Charley I'm pregnant
and living on 9-th street right above a dirty bookstore off cuclid avenue and I stopped taking dope and I quit drinking whiskey and my old man plays the trombone and works out at the track. and he says that he loves me even though its not his baby and he says that he'll raise him up like he would his own son and he gave me a ring that was worn by his mother and he takes me out dancin every saturday nite. and hey Charley I think about you everytime I pass a fillin' station on account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair and I still have that record of little anthony & the imperials but someone stole my record player how do you like that? hey Charley I almost went crazy after mario got busted so I went back to omaha to live with my folks but everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison so I came back in minneapolis this time I think I'm gonna stay. hey Charley I think I'm happy for the first time since my accident and I wish I had all the money that we used to spend on dope I'd buy me a used car lot and I wouldn't sell any of em I'd just drive a different car every day dependin on how I feel. hey Charley for chrissakes do you want to know the truth of it? I don't have a husband he don't play the trombone and I need to borrow money to pay this lawyer and Charley, hey I'll be eligible for parole come valentines day. |
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| 12. |
| 5:51 |
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She sends me blue valentines
All the way from Philadelphia To mark the anniversary Of someone that I used to be And it feels just like theres A warrant out for my arrest Got me checkin in my rearview mirror And I'm always on the run Thats why I changed my name And I didn't think you'd ever find me here To send me blue valentines Like half forgotten dreams Like a pebble in my shoe As I walk these streets And the ghost of your memory Is the thistle in the kiss And the burgler that can break a roses neck It's the tatooed broken promise That I hide beneath my sleeve And I see you every time I turn my back She sends me blue valentines Though I try to remain at large They're insisting that our love Must have a eulogy Why do I save all of this madness In the nightstand drawer There to haunt upon my shoulders Baby I know I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go With a blind and broken heart That sleeps beneath my lapel She sends me my blue valentines To remind me of my cardinal sin I can never wash the guilt Or get these bloodstains off my handa And it takes a lot of whiskey To take this nightmares go away And I cut my bleedin heart out every nite And I die a little more on each St. Valentines day Remember that I promised I would Write you... These blue valentines blue valentines blue valentines |
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| 3:50 |
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Well you gassed her up
Behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one In your Oldsmobile Barrelin' down the boulevard You're looking for the heart of Saturday night And you got paid on Friday And your pockets are jinglin' And you see the lights You get all tinglin' cause you're cruisin' with a 6 And you're looking for the heart of Saturday night Then you comb your hair Shave your face Tryin' to wipe out ev'ry trace All the other days In the week you know that this'll be the Saturday You're reachin' your peak Stoppin' on the red You're goin' on the green 'Cause tonight'll be like nothin' You've ever seen And you're barrelin' down the boulevard Lookin' for the heart of Saturday night Tell me is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin? Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin Is it the barmaid that's smilin' from the corner of her eye? Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye. Makes it kind of quiver down in the core 'Cause you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before And now you're stumblin' You're stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night Well you gassed her up And you're behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one In your Oldsmobile Barrellin' down the boulevard, You're lookin' for the heart of Saturday night Is the crack of the poolballs, neon buzzin? Telephone's ringin'; it's your second cousin And the barmaid is smilin' from the corner of her eye Magic of the melancholy tear in your eye. Makes it kind of special down in the core And you're dreamin' of them Saturdays that came before It's found you stumblin' Stumblin' onto the heart of Saturday night And you're stumblin' Stumblin onto the heart of Saturday night |
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| 3:35 |
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muriel since you left town the clubs closed down
and there's one more burned out lamppost down on the main street down where we used to stroll and muriel i still hit all the same old haunts and you follow me wherever i go and muriel i see you on a saturday night in a penny arcade with your hair tied back and the diamond twinkle in your eye is the only wedding ring i'll buy you muriel and muriel how many times i've left this town to hide from your memory and it haunts me but i only get as far as the next whiskey bar i buy another cheap cigar and i'll see you every night hey muriel muriel hey buddy got a light |
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| 5:14 |
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Put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
Wolf bains blooming by the tressel Get the eyeball of a rooster Stones from a ditch Wash 'em down with bilge water Say you'll never snitch Take the buttons from a yellow jacket Feather from a buzzard Blood from the bounty hunters cold black heart Catch the tears of a widow In a thimble made of glass Tell your mama and your papa They can kiss your ass Poison all the water in the wishin' well Hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree Burn down them honeymoons Put 'em in a pillow case Wait next to the switch blades at the amusement park for me Strangle all the christmas carols Scratch out all you prayers Tie 'em up with barbed wire And push them down the stairs I'll whittle you a pistol Keepin' nightmares off your blinds Them sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind Syphon all the gas from your daddys pickup truck Fill up Jonny's T-Bird I got a couple bucks Put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair Careful that you don't wake up the hounds Tear a bolt of lightning Off the side of the sky Throw her in the cedar chest If you want me to tell you why Bring the gear shift knob from a 49 mere And lay down here beside me Let me hold you in the dirt Your gonna tremble Tear the throat out of the night Sink your teeth into my shoulder Dig your nails into my back Tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve You'll be a woman when I catch you C'mon baby, fall in love with me With my double barrel shotgun A whole box of shells We'll celebrate the 4 of July We'll do 100mph Spendin' someone elses dough Drive all the way to Reno On the wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road On the wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road Wrong side of the road |
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| 6:35 |
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Wasted and wounded, it ain't what the moon did
Got what I paid for now See ya tomorrow, hey Frank can I borrow A couple of bucks from you? To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me I'm an innocent victim of a blinded alley And tired of all these soldiers here No one speaks English and everything's broken And my Stacys are soaking wet To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me Now the dogs are barking and the taxi cab's parking A lot they can do for me I begged you to stab me, you tore my shirt open And I'm down on my knees tonight Old Bushmill's I staggered, you buried the dagger Your silhouette window light To go waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me Now I lost my Saint Christopher now that I've kissed her And the one-armed bandit knows And the maverick Chinaman and the cold-blooded signs And the girls down by the strip-tease shows Go, waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me No, I don't want your sympathy The fugitives say that the streets aren't for dreaming now Manslaughter dragnets and the ghosts that sell memories They want a piece of the action anyhow Go, waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me And you can ask any sailor and the keys from the jailor And the old men in wheelchairs know That Mathilda's the defendant, she killed about a hundred And she follows wherever you may go Waltzing Mathilda, waltzing Mathilda You'll go a-waltzing Mathilda with me And it's a battered old suitcase to a hotel someplace And a wound that will never heal No prima donna, the perfume is on An old shirt that is stained with blood and whiskey And goodnight to the street sweepers The night watchman flame keepers and goodnight, Mathilda too |
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