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They tied his arms behind his back, to teach him how to swim
They put blood in his coffee and milk in his gin They stood over the soldier, in the midst of the squalor There was war in his body and it caused his brain to holler Make the sacrifice, mutilate my face If you need someone to kill I'm a man without a will Wash the razor in the rain, let me luxuriate in pain Please don't set me free Death means a lot to me The pain was lean and it made him scream He knew he was alive He put a pin through the nipples on his chest He thought he was a saint I've made love to my mother, killed my father and brother What am I to do When a sin goes too far, it's like a runaway car And cannot be controlled Spit upon his face and scream: There is no Oedipus today This is no play you're thinking you are in What will you say Take the blue mask down from my face And look me in the eye I get a thrill from punishment, I've always been that way I loathe and despise repentance You are permanently stained Your weakness and indifference and indiscretion in the streets Dirty's what you are and clean is what you're not You deserve to be soundly beat Make the sacrifice, take it all the way There is no ' won't ' high enough To stop this desperate day Don't take death away, cut the finger at the joint Cut the stallion at his mount And stuff it in his mouth |
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| 2. |
| 2:52 |
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I wanna be black, have natural rhythm
Shoot twenty foot of jism too and fuck up the jews I wanna be black, I wanna be a panther Have a girlfriend named Samantha and have a stable of foxy whores Oh, oh, I wanna be black I don't wanna be a fucked up middle class college student anymore I just wanna have a stable of foxy little whores Yeah, yeah, I wanna be black Oh, oh, I wanna be black Yeah, yeah, I wanna be black I wanna be black, wanna be like Martin Luther King And get myself shot in spring lead a whole generation, too and fucked up the jews I wanna be black, I wanna be like Malcolm X And pass the hex over President Kennedy's tomb and have a big prick, too Oh, I don't wanna be a fucked up middle class college student no more Yeah, I just wanna have a stable of foxy little whores Yeah, yeah, I wanna be black I wanna be black I wanna be black I wanna be black I wanna be black yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I wanna be black Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I wanna be black Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I wanna be black Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, I wanna be black, oh, oh) (Yeah, yeah, I wanna be black, oh, oh) (Yeah, yeah, I wanna be black, oh, oh) |
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| 3:29 |
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Hey, hey, hey
Hey now, there's a lovely girl and she's stealin' all your sheets Hey now, there's a lovely girl that's the kind of girl to meet, oh Hey now, there's a lonely boy and he's lookin', looking for love, ha, ah Ah now, there's a lovely girl and she's looking for some stud. But she's, hey now, won't you give it, now won't you give it, give it, give it me, please, oh Hey now, there's a lucky girl give it, give it, give it to me hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey - 간 주 중- Hey now, there's an international boy walkin' around the world Hey now, there's a jet set star lookin' still for some little pick up girl, I said Hey now, you used to scratch my back and you look across the board Hey, hey now, when you ripped open my shirt you see that's written, hey, The Wanderer on my chest Hey, hey now, there's a dancing girl Kiss you, kiss you, kiss you good bye, ooohhh baby ooohhh Hey now, there's a lovely child Look, look, looking for love Hey, hey, hey Give it to us, baby, now, yeah - 연 주 중- There goes my chest, groovy on my best, baby, hey, yeah |
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| 4. |
| 6:36 |
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You know, man,
when I was a young man in high school you believe in or not I wanted to play football for the coach And all those older guys they said he was mean and cruel, but you know wanted to play football for the coach They said I was to little too light weight to play line-backer so I say I'm playing right-end wanted to play football for the coach 'Cause, you know some day, man you gotta stand up straight unless you're gonna fall then you're gone to die And the straightest dude I ever knew was standing right for me all the time So I had to play football for the coach and I wanted to play football for the coach When you're all alone and lonely in your midnight hour And you find that your soul it's been up for sale And you begin to think 'bout all the things that you've done And you begin to hate just 'bout everything But remember the princess who lived on the hill Who loved you even though she knew you was wrong And right now she just might come shining through and the Glory of love, glory of love glory of love, just might come through And all your two-bit friends have gone and ripped you off They're talking behind your back saying, man you're never going to be no human being And you start thinking again 'bout all those things that you've done And who it was and what it was and all the different things you made every different scene Ah, but remember that the city is a funny place Something like a circus or a sewer And just remember different people have peculiar tastes and the Glory of love, the glory of love the glory of love, might see you through yeah, but now, now Glory of love, the glory of love the glory of love, might see you through Glory of love, ah huh huh, the glory of love Glory of love, glory of love Glory of love, now, glory of love, now Glory of love, now now now glory of love Glory of love, give it to me now glory of love see you through Oh, my Coney Island baby, now I'm a Coney Island baby, now I'd like to send this one out for Lou and Rachel and all the kids and P.S. 192 Coney Island baby Man, I'd swear, I'd give the whole thing up for you |
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| 3:09 |
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All the people had their share of the glory looking out after you It's just a story about winners and glory and you know that it's true Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star Some men may glory from a different condition of another car And later persuasion would permit the arranging of a ... And to cause more confusion, and to make this illusion would have gone too far And it's my ambition, of a jacket ignition in a Cadillac metal car Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star Ah ha, oh yeah, you're just a shooting star You're just a shooting star |
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| 3:09 |
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Caught between the twisted stars
the plotted lines the faulty map that brought Columbus to New York Betwixt between the East and West he calls on her wearing a leather vest the earth squeals and shudders to a halt A diamond crucifix in his ear is used to help ward off the fear that he has left his soul in someone's rented car Inside his pants he hides a mop to clean the mess that he has dropped into the life of lithesome Juliette Bell And Romeo wanted Juliette and Juliette wanted Romeo And Romeo wanted Juliette and Juliette wanted Romeo Romeo Rodriguez squares his shoulders and curses Jesus runs a comb through his black pony-tail He's thinking of his lonely room the sink that by his bed gives off a stink then smells her perfume in his eyes And her voice was like a bell Outside the street were steaming the crack dealers were dreaming of an Uzi someone had just scored I betcha I could hit that light with my one good arm behind my back says little Joey Diaz Brother give me another tote those downtown hoods are no damn good those Italians need a lesson to be taught This cop who died in Harlem you think they'd get the warnin' I was dancing when his brains run out on the street And Romeo had Juliette and Juliette had her Romeo And Romeo had Juliette and Juliette had her Romeo I'll take Manhattan in a garbage bag with Latin written on it that says "it's hard to give a shit these days" Manhattan's sinking like a rock into the filthy Hudson what a shock they wrote a book about it they said it was like ancient Rome The perfume burned his eyes holding tightly to her thighs And something flickered for a minute and then it vanished and was gone |
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| 7. |
| 3:55 |
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Hey pretty baby
don't you think you might give me a chance Get it on with me go downtown for some love and romance And I know I ain't nothing I ain't worth but a thin dime But if you put your heart in my hands I'm sure that I could change your mind I wanna boogie with you Yeah, I wanna boogie with you There's something, baby, that your parents both agreed And that is that they both had it deep distrust for me And your best friend Frankie well I know your best friend Frankie, he wants to see me sink And I don't much blame him for that he gets so useless after so few drinks, you know, baby I wanna boogie with you I wanna boogie with you -간 주 중 - Well I know your little baby sister she thinks that I'm a flop But I guess that you know that it's true I spent more time at the bottom than the top Tell your little sister I know she wants to give me a whirl But I don't have the time, baby to wait till she's grown up and she's a woman, not a girl Don't you know I wanna boogie with you Hey, I wanna boogie with you I wanna boogie with you I wanna boogie with you, yeah - 연 주 중- Boogie with you Down on the corner boogie with you, yeah |
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| 5:04 |
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Take me for what I am a star newly emerging Long simmering explodes inside the self is reeling In the pocket of the heart, in the rushing of the blood in the muscle of my sex, in the mindful mindless love I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling At 5 am the moon and the sun sit set before my window Light glances off the blue glass we set right before the window And you who accept, in your soul and your head what was misunderstood, what was thought of with dread a new self is born, the other self dead I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling A soul singer stands on the stage the spotlight shows him sweating He sinks to one knee, seems to cry the horn are unrelenting But as the drums beats he finds himself growing hard in the microphone's face he sees her face growing large and the swelling crescendo no longer retards I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling As the twilight sunburst gleams as the chromium moon it sets As I lose all my regrets and set the twilight reeling I accept the new found man and set the twilight reeling |
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| 5:40 |
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Vicious you hit me with a flower You do it every hour oh, baby, you're so vicious Vicious you want me to hit you with a stick But all I've got is a guitar pick huh, baby, you're so vicious When I watch you come baby, I just want to run far away You're not the kind of person around I want to stay When I see you walking down the street I step on your hands and I mangle your feet You're not the kind of person that I want to meet Oh, baby, you're so vicious you're just so vicious Vicious hey, you hit me with a flower You do it every hour oh, baby you're so vicious Vicious hey, why don't you swallow razor blades You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade but baby, you're so vicious When I see you coming I just have to run You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun When I see you walking down the street I step on your hand and I mangle your feet You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet 'Cause you're so vicious baby, you're so vicious Vicious, vicious vicious, vicious Vicious, vicious vicious, vicious ... |
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| 11. |
| 2:53 |
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You're caught in a vicious circle
Surrounded by your so called friends You're caught in a vicious circle And it looks like it will never end 'cause some people think that they like problems And some people think that they don't And for everybody who says yes There's somebody who's staring, saying don't You're caught in a vicious circle Surrounded by your so called friends You're caught in a vicious circle And it looks like it will just never end 'cause some people think that it's nerves And some people think that it's not And some people think that it's things that you do And others think that you were cold when you were hot They think that, that is what it was about You're caught in a vicious circle You're caught in a vicious circle You're caught in a vicious circle You're caught in a vicious circle Surrounded by all of your friends |
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| 4:37 |
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Holly came from Miami F.L.A.
hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A. Plucked her eyebrows on the way shaved her leg and then he was a she She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side Candy came from out on the island in the backroom she was everybody's darling But she never lost her head even when she was given head She says, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side and the coloured girls go Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo Little Joe never once gave it away everybody had to pay and pay A hustle here and a hustle there New York city is the place where they said Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side I Said hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side - 간 주 중- Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets lookin' for soul food and a place to eat Went to the Apollo you should have seen him go go go They said, hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side I said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side all right, huh Jackie is just speeding away thought she was James Dean for a day Then I guess she had to crash valium would have helped that dash She said, hey babe, take a walk on the wild side I said, hey honey, take a walk on the wild side and the coloured girls say Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo |
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| 5:13 |
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Hey now, bitch, now, baby you better make your face get out of here, quick Maybe your, was getting, ah, too rich It ain't like we ain't never seen this thing before And if it turns you then around then you better hit the door But I know, oh, it's just a temporary thing Oh yeah, it's just a temporary thing You've read too many books, you've seen too many plays And it's things like this, that turn you away Hey, now, now, look, huh, look, hey look, hey look you better think about it twice I know that your good breeding makes it seem not so nice It's just a temporary thing Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha, it's just a temporary thing Where's the number, where's the dime and where's the phone I feel like a stranger, I guess you wanna go back home Your mother, your father, your brother I guess they wouldn't agree with me But I don't give two shits, they're no better than me Ah-ha, it's just a temporary thing Oh yeah, been there before just a temporary thing It's just a temporary thing Ah bitch, get off my kids, temporary thing Get out, it's just a temporary thing Yeah now, home (it's just a temporary thing) Temporary thing, huh, ah-ha (it's just a temporary thing) .... (it's just a temporary thing) .... (it's just a temporary thing) (it's just a temporary thing) (it's just a temporary thing) |
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Well the coal-black sea waits for me-me-me
the coal-black sea waits forever The waves hit the shore, crying more-more-more but the coal-black sea waits forever The tornados come up the coast they run hurricanes rip the sky forever Through the weathers change, the sea remains the same the coal-black sea waits forever There are ashes split through collective guilt people rest at sea forever Since they burnt you up, collect you in a cup for you the coal-black sea has no terror Will your ashes float like some foreign boat or will they sink absorbed forever Will the Atlantic Coast, have its final boast nothing else contained you ever Now the coal-black sea waits for me-me-me the coal-black sea waits forever When I leave this joint at some further point the same coal-black sea will it be waiting |
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And the actresses relate to the actor who comes home late after the plays have gone down and the crowds have scattered around Though the city lights and the streets no ticket could be beat for the beautiful show of shows ah, Broadway only knows The great white Milky Way it had something to say when he fell down on his knees after soaring through the air With nothing to hold him there it was really not so cute to play without a parachute as he stood upon the ledge Looking out, he thought he saw a brook And he hollered, Look, there are the bells and he sang out, Here come the bells Here come the bells, here come the bells here come the bells Here come the bells here come the bells Here come the bells here come the bells |
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Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel
he looks out a window without glass The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet his father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg He's got 9 brothers and sisters they're brought up on their knees it's hard to run when a coat hanger beats you on the thighs Pedro dreams of being older and killing the old man but that's a slim chance he's going to the boulevard He's going to end up, on the dirty boulevard he's going out, to the dirty boulevard He's going down, to the dirty boulevard This room cost 2,000 dollars a month you can believe it man it's true somewhere a landlord's laughing till he wets his pants No one here dreams of being a doctor or a lawyer or anything they dream of dealing on the dirty boulevard Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em that's what the Statue of Bigotry says Your poor huddled masses, let's club 'em to death and get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard Get to end up, on the dirty boulevard going out, to the dirty boulevard He's going down, on the dirty boulevard going out Outside it's a bright night there's an opera at Lincoln Center movie stars arrive by limousine The klieg lights shoot up over the skyline of Manhattan but the lights are out on the Mean Streets A small kid stands by the Lincoln Tunnel he's selling plastic roses for a buck The traffic's backed up to 39th street the TV whores are calling the cops out for a suck And back at the Wilshire, Pedro sits there dreaming he's found a book on magic in a garbage can He looks at the pictures and stares at the cracked ceiling 'At the count of 3' he says, 'I hope I can disappear' And fly fly away, from this dirty boulevard I want to fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly-fly-fly-fly, from dirty boulevard I want to fly away I want to fly Fly, fly away I want to fly Fly-fly away (Fly a-) fly-fly-fly (-way, ooohhh...) Fly-fly away (I want to fly-fly away) fly away (I want to fly, wow-woh, no, fly away) |
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