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Your everlastin' summer, you can see it fadin' fast,
So you grab a piece of somethin' that you think is gonna last Well, you wouldn't even know a diamond if you held it in your hand The things you think are precious I can't understand Are you reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears, have you had enough of mine Are you reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears, have you had enough of mine You've been tellin' me you're a genius since you were seventeen In all the time I've known you, I still don't know what you mean The weekend at the college didn't turn out like you planned The things that pass for knowledge, I can't understand Chorus I spent a lot of money and I spent a lot of time The trip we made to Hollywood is still etched upon my mind After all the things we've done and seen you find another man The things you think are useless I can't understand Chorus |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
A race of angels bound with one another
A dish of dollars laid out for all to see A tower room at Eden Rock, his golf at noon for free Brooklyn owes the charmer under me Brooklyn owes the charner under me His lady's aching to bring a body down She daily preaches on where she wants to be An evening with a movie queen, a face we all have seen Brooklyn owes the charmer under me Brooklyn owes the charmer under me A case of aces done up loose for dealing A piece of island coolin' in the sea The whole of time we gain or lose, and power enough to choose Brooklyn owes the charmer under me Brooklyn owes the charmer under me |
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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
Worry the bottle Mamma, it's grapefruit wine
Kick off your high heel sneakers, it's party time The girls don't seem to care what's on As long as it plays till dawn Nothin' but blues and Elvis And somebody else's favorite song Give her some funked up music, she treats you nice Feed her some hungry reggae, she'll love you twice The girls don't seem to care tonight As long as the mood is right FM - no static at all Give her some funked up music she treats you nice Feed her some hungry reggae she'll love you twice The girls don't seem to care tonight As long as the mood is right FM - no static at all |
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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
When Black Friday comes
I'll stand down by the door And catch the grey men when they Dive from the fourteenth floor When Black Friday comes I'll collect everything I'm owed And before my friends find out I'll be on the road When Black Friday falls you know it's got to be Don't let it fall on me When Black Friday comes I'll fly down to Muswellbrook Gonna strike all the big red words From my little black book Gonna do just what I please Gonna wear no socks and shoes With nothing to do but feed All the kangaroos When Black Friday comes I'll be on that hill You know I will When Black Friday comes I'm gonna dig myself a hole Gonna lay down in it 'til I satisfy my soul Gonna let the world pass by me The Archbishop's gonna sanctify me And if he don't come across I'm gonna let it roll When Black Friday comes I'm gonna stake my claim I'll guess I'll change my name |
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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
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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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
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 CHORUS: I'll learn to work the saxophone I'll play just what I feel Drink Scotch whisky all night long And die behind the wheel They got a name for the winners in the world 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 CHORUS This is the night Of the expanding the 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 CHORUS |
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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
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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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
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 'Retha Franklin She don't remember The Queen of Soul It's hard times befallen 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 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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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
In the mornin you go gunnin'
For the man who stole your water And you fire till he is done in But they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' As they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't hangin' And they put you on the street CHORUS: You go back Jack do it again Wheel turnin' 'round and 'round You go back Jack do it again When you know she's no high climber Then you find your only friend In a room with your two timer And you're sure you're near the end Then you love a little wild one And she brings you only sorrow All the time you know she's smilin' You'll be on your knees tomorrow CHORUS Now you swear and kick and beg us That you're not a gamblin' man Then you find you're back in Vegas With a handle in your hand Your black cards can make you money So you hide them when you're able In the land of milk and honey You must put them on the table CHORUS |
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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
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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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
We hear you're leaving, that's ok
I thought our little wild time had just begun I guess you kind of scared yourself, you turn and run But if you have a change of heart Rikki, don't lose that number You don't wanna call nobody else Send it off in a letter to yourself Rikki, don't lose that number It's the only one you own You might use it if you feel better When you get home I have a friend in town, he's heard your name We can go out driving on Slow Hand Row We could stay inside and play games, I don't know And you could have a change of heart Rikki, don't lose that number You don't wanna call nobody else Send it off in a letter to yourself Rikki, don't lose that number It's the only one you own You might use it if you feel better When you get home [break] You tell yourself you're not my kind But you don't even know your mind And you could have a change of heart Rikki, don't lose that number You don't wanna call nobody else Send it off in a letter to yourself Rikki, don't lose that number It's the only one you own You might use it if you feel better When you get home Rikki, don't lose that number (Rikki, don't lose that number) Rikki, don't lose that number |
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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
Your everlastin' summer, you can see it fadin' fast
So you grab a piece of somethin' that you think is gonna last Well, you wouldn't even know a diamond if you held it in your hand The things you think are precious I can't understand Are you reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears, have you had enough of mine Are you reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears, have you had enough of mine You've been tellin' me you're a genius since you were seventeen In all the time I've known you, I still don't know what you mean The weekend at the college didn't turn out like you planned The things that pass for knowledge, I can't understand Are you reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears, have you had enough of mine Are you reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears, have you had enough of mine I spent a lot of money and I spent a lot of time The trip we made to Hollywood is still etched upon my mind After all the things we've done and seen you find another man The things you think are useless I can't understand Are you reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears, have you had enough of mine Are you reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears, have you had enough of mine |
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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
While the music played
You worked by candle light Those San Fransisco nights You were the best in town Just by chance you crossed The diamond with the pearl You turned it on the world That's when you turned the world around Did you feel like Jesus Did you realize That you were a champion in their eyes On the hill the stuff Was laced with kerosene But yours was kitchen clean Everyone stopped to stare At your technicolor motorhome Every A-Frame had your Number on the wall You must have had it all You'd go down to LA on a dare And you'd go it alone Could you live forever Could you see the day Could you feel your whole world Fall apart and fade away Get along Get along Kid Charlemagne Get along Kid Charlemagne Now the patrons have all Left you in the red Your low-rent friends are dead This life can be very strange All those day-glow freaks Who used to paint the face They've joined the human race Some things will never change Son you were mistaken You are obsolete Look at all the white men On the street Clean this mess up Or we'll all end up in jail Those test-tubes and the scale Just get them all out of here Is there gas in the car I think the people down the hall Know who you are Careful what you carry 'Cause the man is wise You are still an outlaw in their eyes |
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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
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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from Steely Dan - A Decade Of Steely (1985)
Five names that I can hardly
Stand to hear Including yours and mine And one more chimp who isn't here I can see the ladies talking How the times are getting hard And that fearsome excavation On Magnolia Boulevard CHORUS: And I'm going insane And I'm laughing at the frozen rain And I'm so alone Honey when they gonna send me home Bad sneakers and a Piña Colada My friend Stompin' on the avenue By Radio City with a Transistor and a large Sum of money to spend You fellah, you tearin' up the street You wear that white tuxedo How you gonna beat the heat Do you take me for a fool Do you think that I don't see That ditch out in the valley That they're digging just for me CHORUS |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
I'm about to cry and I don't know the reason
I can see the start of a difficult season I can't let it get me down when everything is going wrong Ain't it good to know that I can be strong? Darling as long as you go where I go I can't complain about the pain and the heartache* The tears when your kisses disguise the lies My eyes don't see And what do I need to know As long as you go where I go? Wake up in the morning where the bad news can't find me Walking in the sunshine with you right behind me This lazy living sure treats me right, but come tomorrow we’ll be gone And anywhere at all is where I belong Darling as long as you go where I go I'm unaware of the cares and the sorrow The hurt that your loving can hide from me My eyes don't see And what do I need to know As long as you go where I go? |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
"Quick, some redhots," cried the handsome fullback
I'm so nervous at this lonely bivouac All the men have long since gone to bed Once again explaining why in Miss Cheever it's always raining And the roaring of the lamb Brought my friends out in the rain Now nobody's quite the same No one's to blame There's a fight reported in the wash-dry Smart Eugene refused to share his moon-pie What a shame they start them off so young Who's to blame for this one Who'll pay the prophet the day they miss one And the roaring of the lamb Then revealed its awesome powers And the minutes turned to hours No one's the same Blandon's baby broke for Eastern Parkway Red Kimono torn and soaked in salt spray Very chic, this wild thing on the run Magnifique, beguiling (nailed Gwynan's ???) daughter But no one's smiling And the roaring of the lamb Brought my friends out in the rain Now nobody's quite the same No one's to blame |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
Charlie Freak had but one thing to call his own
Three weight ounce pure golden ring no precious stone Five nights without a bite No place to lay his head And if nobody takes him in He'll soon be dead On the street he spied my face I heard him hail In our plot of frozen space he told his tale Poor man, he showed his hand So righteous was his need And me so wise I bought his prize For chicken feed Newfound cash soon begs to smash a state of mind Close inspection fast revealed his favorite kind Poor kid, he overdid Embraced the spreading haze And while he sighed his body died In fifteen ways When I heard I grabbed a cab to where he lay 'Round his arm the plastic tag read D.O.A. Yes Jack, I gave it back The ring I could not own Now come my friend I'll take your hand And lead you home |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
When I lost my way home
I was helpless like a small child No eyes of my own That could take me through the nighttime No moonlight to guide me No shadow to hide me Then in the dark I found Sun Mountain I once had a friend Tried to help me in a bad way When I got to the end Of a long and lonely highway Strung out and downhearted Right back where I started There in the dark I found Sun Mountain Here in my world I remember all the things I left behind And if I need them they will be there, a part of my mind It's only a house And the rooftop is the blue sky No windows or walls And the days or years pass by I slept throught the daylight I woke up, it was midnight There in the dark I found Sun Mountain There in the dark I found Sun Mountain |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
When I'm sure you’re gone at last
I make believe that I have no past I make good cheer and wipe away all the tears I take another room, find another friend And when I feel that you're not real I stop and then Oh wow it's you again How odd I should meet you here Oh wow it's you again You haunt me You taunt me Why don't you disappear? This hotel had a view One brick wall and shades of blue I paid my bill and started over again I flipped another penny, counted up to ten I let’er rip just like a gypsy dog and then Oh wow it's you again How odd I should meet you here Oh wow it's you again You haunt me You taunt me Why don't you disappear? In this warm and foreign place There's not one familiar face It seems this time I've left myself far behind I write another letter I know I'll never send I lock the door and walk out for some air and then Oh wow it's you again How odd I should meet you here Oh wow it's you again You haunt me You taunt me Why don't you disappear? |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
Hey people
I can't seem to make up my mind ‘cause I'm undecided You're the reason why My delay is just a way of telling you that I I love you Go away I hate you No please stay I want you I'm so undecided So divided inside of me Hey baby Suddenly I found that my whole world is turned upside down And I'm broken hearted I can testify Who can free this part of me? Till then I know that I I love you Go away I hate you No please stay I want you I'm so undecided So divided inside of me I love you Go away I hate you No please stay I want you I'm so undecided So divided inside of me I love you Go away I hate you No please stay I want you I'm so undecided So divided inside of me I love you Go away |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
I never seen you looking so bad my funky one
You tell me that your superfine mind has come undone *Any major dude with half a heart surely will tell you my friend Any minor world that breaks apart falls together again When the demon is at your door In the morning it won't be there no more Any major dude will tell you Have you ever seen a squonk's tears? Well, look at mine The people on the street have all seen better times *Repeat I can tell you all I know, the where to go, the what to do You can try to run but you can't hide from what's inside of you *Repeat |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
I recall when I was small
How I spent my days alone The busy world was not for me So I went and found my own I would climb the garden wall With a candle in my hand I'd hide inside a hall of rock and sand On the stone an ancient hand In a faded yellow-green Made alive a worldly wonder Often told but never seen Now and ever bound to labor On the sea and in the sky Every man and beast appeared A friend as real as I *Before the fall when they wrote it on the wall When there wasn't even any Hollywood They heard the call And they wrote it on the wall For you and me we understood Can it be this sad design Could be the very same A wooly man without a face And a beast without a name Nothin' here but history Can you see what has been done Memory rush over me Now I step into the sun *Repeat |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
(vocalizing)
The fish are flying in the county seat The cops are searching for a missing beat And Billy Burroughs, is he still on the nod? Deal with the girlfriend, not a demigod But be assured that if this shaken world is sucked into the sun More to come There’s more to come And when the seventh day at last is done More to come There’s more to come The ladies sure look like they're craving for me But ain't that just what they're supposed to be? I hear the man is moving in next door The boys will have to use the second floor You might have answers I can understand, but I know only one More to come Yeah, more to come And when the seventh day at last is done More to come Yeah, more to come The kids have torn a yellow packard apart Ain't that enough to break a rich man’s heart? I see the rats have found the cradle again I'll let you know if I remember when There's one conclusion that I must defend, it's where we started from Ho! More to come Yeah, more to come And when the seventh day at last is done Ohhh, more to come More to come |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
Savoy sides presents a new saxophone sensation
It's Parker's band with a smooth style of syncopation Kansas City born and growing You won't believe what the boys are blowing You got to come on man And take a piece of Mister Parker's band You'll be riding by, bareback on your armadillo You'll be grooving high or relaxing at Camarillo Suddenly the music hits you It's a bird in flight that just can't quit you You got to come on man And take a piece of Mister Parker's band We will spend a dizzy weekend smacked into a trance Me and you will listen to A little bit of what made the preacher dance Bring your horn along and you can add to the pure confection And if you can't fly you'll have to move in with the rhythm section Either way you're bound to function Fifty-Second Street's the junction You got to come on man And take a piece of Mister Parker's Clap your hands and take a piece of Mister Parker's Come on man and take a piece of Mister Parker's band |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
I'm not one to look behind I know that times must change
But over there in Barrytown they do things very strange And though you're not my enemy I like things like they used to be And though you'd like some company I'm standing by myself Go play with someone else I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown Don't believe I'm taken in by stories I have heard I just read the Daily News and swear by every word And don't think that I'm out of line For speaking out for what is mine I'd like to see you do just fine But look at what you wear And the way you cut your hair I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown In the beginning we recall that the word was hurled Barrytown people got to be from another world Leave me or I'll be just like the others you will meet They won't act as kindly if they see you on the street And don't you scream or make a shout It's nothing you can do about It was there where you came out It's a special lack of grace I can see it in your face I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
Take the worst of this quirky world
Roll it up in a ball Add the hair of a go-go girl Turn it into a dance that's called The bloody... Brain Tap Shuffle Lose your mind You'll see the oceans part You'll think your goin' blind You can talk about your daily grind While she'll dish out the soft shoe If makin' money doesn't suit your mind We've got something here Here for you You can sit there and suck your thumb Hear the rock and roll hum But you're just a crazy wall flower Till you join all your friends on the floor And do the... Brain Tap Shuffle Lose your mind You'll see the oceans part You'll think your goin' blind Take your clothes off and start to shake Shake rattle and roll Watch the walls and the ceiling quake Let it move your body and soul And do the... Brain Tap Shuffle Lose your mind You'll see the oceans part You'll think your goin' blind |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
A race of angels bound with one another
A dish of dollars laid out for all to see A tower room at Eden Rock, his golf at noon for free Brooklyn owes the charmer under me Brooklyn owes the charner under me His lady's aching to bring a body down She daily preaches on where she wants to be An evening with a movie queen, a face we all have seen Brooklyn owes the charmer under me Brooklyn owes the charmer under me A case of aces done up loose for dealing A piece of island coolin' in the sea The whole of time we gain or lose, and power enough to choose Brooklyn owes the charmer under me Brooklyn owes the charmer under me |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
Will you walk a little faster? said a whiting to a snail
There's a porpoise close behind us, and he's treading on my tail Don't you see how eagerly the turtles and the lobsters all advance They are waiting on the shingle, won't you come and join the dance? Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, won't you join the dance? (3x) You can really have no notion how delightful it will be When they take us up and throw us, with the lobsters in the sea But the snail replied "Too far, too far!" and gave a look askance Said he thanked the whiting kindly, but he would not join the dance Would not, could not, would not, could not, would not join the dance (Chorus) (2x) (Solo) What matters it how far we go? his scaly friend replied There is another shore, you know, upon the other side The further off from England the nearer is to France Then turn not pale, beloved snail, but come and join the dance (Chorus) (repeat to fade) |
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from Steely Dan - Sun Mountain (1986)
Hunting in the Sea of Japan,
Ambrose left the tourist trail behind him. So bold with his gun in his hand, Of his furs there was no need to remind him. Tripping over a Holy Man, Mind that here you don't choose your friends, Ambrose asked for a helping hand, He heaved his chest, and pointed West, To where the river runs. With Josie back home on his mind, Brushing off the fruit flies of the season, And 'Brosie was surely struck blind, By a sight that defies human reason: On an island of gleaming rock, Jutting up from the blue lagoon, A ceremonial music box And from it flowed, a bright new mode, That made our hero swoon. A finer minor from China. The World when the traveler returned, As you know played out its bloody romances. But Ambrose he knew what he'd learned, With his prize in hand he took his chances. Soon the sound that delights the ear, Blended in with the armies' roar. When the warriors strained to hear, This new bebop, this shooting star, Their guns were bullet-full. A finer minor from China. A finer minor from China. A finer minor from China. |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
High above Manhattan town
What floats and has a shape like that Fans like us who watch the skies We know it's Morph the Cat Gliding like a big blue cloud From Tompkins Square to Upper Broadway Beyond the Park to Sugar Hill Stops a minute for latte He oozes down the heating duct Swims like seaweed down the hall He briefly digs your wiggy pad And seeps out through the wall It's kind of like an arctic mindbath Cool and sweet and slightly rough Liquid light on New York City Like Christmas without the chintzy stuff What exactly does he want This Rabelaisian puff of smoke To make you feel all warm and cozy Like you heard a good joke Like you heard an Arlen tune Or you bought yourself a crazy hat Like you had a Mango Cooler Ooh, Morph the Cat He's all the talk in shops and schoolyards Sultan Place, the Automat Players playin' in da Bronx Respect to Morph the Cat Kind of like an arctic mindbath Cool and sweet and slightly rough Liquid light on New York City Christmas without the chintzy stuff So rich is his charisma You can almost hear it sing He skims the roofs And bells begin to ring Chinese cashiers can feel it now Grand old gals at evening mass Young racketeers And teenage models Laughing on the grass Blessed Yankees have an ally When this feline comes to bat Bringing joy to old Manhattan All watch the skies for Morph the Cat |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
I hear Denise is back on the outside
That she's got a wicked plan She's callin' in the Gong sisters again To form the ultimate five chord band For eight months now in that freaking cell She's been knockin' ideas around Now she's good and ready to make a big noise Right here in her own hometown Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys 'Cause they'll be looking for a showdown On a moonless night they started off On a bus called Happy Day To bring their vision to cities and towns Across the U.S.A. And in every club and hall they played The crowd knew every word Even today folks are talkin' about The incredible sounds they heard Here comes the H-Gang Turn on the floodlights Get off the stage son Unless you're ready for a kickfight Whatever happened to the H-Gang Some say they were the best I heard they broke up, Denise got hitched And she's living in the Midwest There's a film that's in production The working title, Song of Desire 'Bout an orphan girl with this crazy red hair And a voice and a dream and a soul on fire Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys 'Cause they'll be looking for a showdown Here comes the H-Gang Turn on the floodlights Get off the stage son Unless you're ready for a kickfight Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys Unless you're looking for a showdown |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
I say "Ray, why do girls treat you nice that way?"
He said it's not what I know, what I think or say It's what I do It's what I do It's deep beneath the skin It's what I major in It's what I do Yes, I come to play and I bring big soul I could rock long before they named it Rock and roll It's what I do It's what I do I'm specially qualified To keep 'em satisfied It's what I do You turn the lamp down low You make them feel secure You've got to show the girl She's the one you adore If you want that sugar to pour Well, you bring some church But you leave no doubt As to what kind of love you love To shout about It's what I do It's what I do If you can't dance by now The Raelettes will show you how It's what I do You turn the lamp down low You make them feel secure You've got to show the girl She's the one you adore If you want that sugar to pour He says, "Don, don't despair, take some time Just find your bad self, you're gonna do just fine" It's what I do It's what I do It's not some game I play It's in my DNA It's what I do It's what I do (Just, just one thing) It's what I do (That's what I do) It's deep beneath the skin It's what I major in It's what I do (That's what I do) It's what I do (Just, just one thing) It's what I do (That's what I do) I'm specially qualified To keep 'em satisfied It's what I do (That's what I do) |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
I dreamed I had a fever
I was pushin' one-oh-three My mom's all upset-cryin' by my bedside Everybody's prayin' for me I hear a scratchin' at the window I somehow twist myself around I realize I'm eyes to eyes With the fella in the Brite Nitegown Brite Nitegown Brite Nitegown You can't fight with the fella In the Brite Nitegown The eagle flies on friday My baby wants to bash I hit the ATM-and march down the street With a roll of party cash Right then a couple lit-up brothers They gently put me on the ground They do the steal and leave me to deal With the fella in the Brite Nitegown Brite Nitegown Brite Nitegown You can't fight with the fella In the Brite Nitegown Ten milligrams of Chronax Will whip you back through time Past Hebrew kings-and furry things To the birth of humankind I shared in all of nature's secrets But when I finally came around I'm sittin'on the rug gettin' a victory hug From the fella in the Brite Nitegown Brite Nitegown Brite Nitegown You can't fight with the fella In the Brite Nitegown |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
The stars are bright tonight
The air is sweet Though summer's over now There's a strange new music in the street You and I Know the world can't be like this It's our love that makes it shine Girl Whatever trouble waits outside these doors We're safe inside thsi house of light We make up our own storyline Around the neighborhood They stare and grin As if they live their lives Just to help maintain the state we're in But when we fight Then those hungry wolves close in We're one thoughtless word away From poison skies And severed heads And pain and lies So follow me I'll hold you tight And we'll build a life together In the great pagoda of funn This magic soon will fade Without a doubt We'll have to work my love Just to keep the flame from going out Cause if we fail Then these walls will fall away And we'll fin we're in the realm Of psycho-moms And dying stars And dirty bombs Please follow me And hold me tight Yes we'll build a world together In the great pagoda of funn |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
Well, I guess I needed a miracle
If I was gonna make my flight I had to get to gate C13 And it was still way out of sight Something in my carry-on bag Tipped off the x-ray machine 'Cause then an angel straight from heaven Asked me to "step behind that screen" And when I felt the wand sweep over me You know I never felt so clean Well, girl you won't find my name on your list Honey you know I ain't no terrorist Confiscate my shoes, my cellphone You know I love, love, love you Security Joan I hung out at the Starbucks 'Til just around boarding time Then I strolled on back to the checkpoint Just one thing on my mind She flashed that crooked smile and said "Well, I believe you missed your flight" I said, "There's been a minor change of plan And I'll be stayin' for one more night" I could tell from the way she looked at me Everything was gonna be all right Well, girl you won't find my name on your list Honey, you know I ain't no terrorist Confiscate my shoes, my cellphone You know I love, love, love you Security Joan, search me now Well, girl you won't find my name on your list Honey, you know I ain't no terrorist Confiscate my shoes, my cellphone You know I love, love, love you Security Joan, hey, now |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
Mona's become a child of the night
When she goes out It's only for bare necessities She says she's had it up to here with light While the city sleeps That's when she comes alive Yes, the night belongs to Mona When she's dancing all alone Forty floors above the city CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty Sometimes she'll call at some unholy hour She wants to talk All of this grim and funny stuff Then she'll go all quiet in her Chelsea tower And that's when we wait To see how the story ends 'Cause the night belongs to Mona When she's dancing all alone Forty floors above the city CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty Was it the fire downtown That turned her world around Was it some guy or lots of different things We all wonder where she's gone That sunny girl we used to know Now every night we get the Mona show Maybe it's good that she's above it all Things don't seem as dark When you're already dressed in black We try not to see the writing on the wall What happens tomorrow When the moonrays get so bright When she rises towards the starlight Miles above the city's heat Will she fall hard or float softly to the street Tonight the night belongs to Mona When she's dancing all alone Forty floors above the city CD spinnin', AC hummin', feelin' pretty |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
They came in under the radar
When our backs were turned around In a fleet of Lincoln Town Cars They rolled into our town Confounded all six senses Like an opiate in the brain Mary shut the garden door Looks a lot like rain Mary shut the garden door Mary shut the garden door We pounded Rachel's radio For reports about the bridge There was nothing on but static Nothing in the fridge We lay there listening to the wind Whistling through the pines When we heard the engines idling Saw the headlights through the blinds Mary shut the garden door Mary shut the garden door Rough dreams Those voices in the kitchen I woke up And sensed the new condition They won Storms raged Things changed Forever So if you ever see an automaton In a midprice luxury car Better roll the sidewalks up Switch on your lucky star 'Cause this zombie does impressions But not really to amuse This ballad is for lovers With something left to lose Mary shut the garden door Mary shut the garden door |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
High above Manhattan town
What floats and has a shape like that Fans like us who watch the skies We know it's Morph the Cat Gliding like a big blue cloud From Tompkins Square to Upper Broadway Beyond the Park to Sugar Hill Stops a minute for latte He oozes down the heating duct Swims like seaweed down the hall He briefly digs your wiggy pad And seeps out through the wall It's kind of like an arctic mindbath Cool and sweet and slightly rough Liquid light on New York City Like Christmas without the chintzy stuff What exactly does he want This Rabelaisian puff of smoke To make you feel all warm and cozy Like you heard a good joke Like you heard an Arlen tune Or you bought yourself a crazy hat Like you had a Mango Cooler Ooh, Morph the Cat He's all the talk in shops and schoolyards Sultan Place, the Automat Players playin' in da Bronx Respect to Morph the Cat Kind of like an arctic mindbath Cool and sweet and slightly rough Liquid light on New York City Christmas without the chintzy stuff So rich is his charisma You can almost hear it sing He skims the roofs And bells begin to ring Chinese cashiers can feel it now Grand old gals at evening mass Young racketeers And teenage models Laughing on the grass Blessed Yankees have an ally When this feline comes to bat Bringing joy to old Manhattan All watch the skies for Morph the Cat |
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from Donald Fagen - The Nightfly (1983)
Standing tough under stars and stripes
We can tell This dream's in sight You've got to admit it At this point in time that it's clear The future looks bright On that train all graphite and glitter Undersea by rail Ninety minutes from NewYork to Paris Well by seventy-six we'll be A.O.K. What a beautiful world this will be What a glorious time to be free Get your ticket to that wheel in space While there's time The fix is in You'll be a witness to that game of chance in the sky You know we've go to win Here at home we'll play in the city Powered by the sun Perfect weather for a streamlined world There'll be spandex jackets one for everyone What a beautiful world this'll be What a glorious time to be free On that train all graphite and glitter Undersea by rail Ninety minutes from NewYork to Paris (More leisure for artists everywhere) A just machine to make big decisions Programmed by fellows with compassion and vision We'll be clean when their work is done We'll be eternally free yes and eternally young What a beautiful world this'll be What a glorious time to be free..... |
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from Donald Fagen - The Nightfly (1983)
Uptown
It's murder out in the street Uptown It's murder out in the street That's where I found my mandarin plum That's where you'd be if you found one Where the nights are bright And joy is complete Keep my squeeze on Green Flower Street Since May There's trouble most every night Where once we danced our sweet routine It reeks of wine and kerosene Where the nights are bright And joy is complete Keep my squeeze on Green Flower Street There's a special place for lovers One we understand There where neon bends in daylight sky In that sunny room she soothes me Cools me with her fan We're drifting A thousand years roll by Lou Chang Her brother he's burning with rage Lou Chang Her brother he's burning with rage I'd like to know what's on his mind He says hey buddy you're not my kind Where the nights are bright And joy is complete Keep my squeeze on Green Flower Street |
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from Donald Fagen - The Nightfly (1983)
I got a girl and Ruby is her name
She don't love me, but I love her just the same Ruby Baby how I want you Like a ghost I'm gonna haunt you Ruby Baby when will you be mine Each time I see you baby my heart cries I'm gonna steal you away from all those guys From the sunny day I met you Made a bet that I would get you Ruby Baby when will you be mine I got a girl and Ruby is her name I'd give the world just to set her heart aflame Got some lovin' money too Gonna give it all to you Ruby Baby when will you be mine |
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from Donald Fagen - The Nightfly (1983)
Some say that we're reckless
They say we're much too young Tell us to stop before we've begun We've got to hold out till graduation Try to hang on Maxine While the world is sleeping We meet at Lincoln Mall Talk about life the meaning of it all Try to make sense of the suburban sprawl Try to hang on Maxine Mexico City is like another world Nice this year they say You'll be my senorita In jeans and pearls But first let's get off this highway We'll move up to Manhattan And fill the place with friends Drive to the coast and drive right back again One day we'll wake up, make love but 'til then Try to hang on Maxine |
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from Donald Fagen - The Nightfly (1983)
Yes we're gonna have a wingding
A summer smoker underground It's just a dugout that my dad built In case the reds decide to push the button down We've got provisions and lots of beer The key word is survival on the new frontier Introduce me to that big blonde She's got a touch of Tuesday Weld She's wearing Ambush and a French twist She's got us wild and she can tell She loves to limbo, that much is clear She's got the right dynamics for the new frontier Well I can't wait 'til I move to the city 'Til I finally make up my mind To learn design and study overseas Have you got a steady boyfriend Cause honey I've been watching you I hear you're mad about Brubeck I like your eyes, I like him too He's an artist, a pioneer We've got to have some music on the new frontier Well I can't wait 'til I move to the city 'Til I finally make up my mind To learn design and study overseas Let's pretend that it's the real thing And stay together all night long And when I really get to know you We'll open up the doors and climb into the dawn Confess your passion your secret fear Prepare to meet the challenge of the new frontier |
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from Donald Fagen - The Nightfly (1983)
I'm Lester the Nightfly
Hello Baton Rouge Won't you turn your radio down Respect the seven second delay we use So you say there's a race Of men in the trees You're for tough legislation Thanks for calling I wait all night for calls like these An independent station WJAZ With jazz and conversation From the foot of Mt. Belzoni Sweet music Tonight the night is mine Late line 'til the sun comes through the skylight I've got plenty of java And Chesterfield Kings But I feel like crying I wish I had a heart like ice Heart like ice If you want your honey To look super swell You must spring for that little blue jar Patton's Kiss And Tell Kiss And Tell An independent station WJAZ With jazz and conversation From the foot of Mt. Belzoni Sweet music Tonight the night is mine Late line 'til the sun comes through the skylight You'd never believe it But once there was a time When love was in my life I sometimes wonder What happened to that flame The answer's still the same It was you, it was you Tonight you're still on my mind An independent station WJAZ With jazz and conversation From the foot of Mt. Belzoni Sweet music Tonight the night is mine Late line 'til the sun comes through the skylight |
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from Donald Fagen - The Nightfly (1983)
The surf was easy on the day I came to stay
On this quiet island in the bay I remember a line of women all in white The laughter and the steel bands at night Now the Americans are gone exept for two The embassy's been hard to reach There's been talk and lately a bit of action after dark Behind the big casino on the beach The rules are changed It's not the same It's all new players in a whole new ball game Last night I dreamed of an old lover dressed in gray I've had this fever now since yesterday Wake up darling they're knocking the Colonel's standing in the sun With his stupid face the glasses and the gun I know what happens I read the book I believe I just got the goodbye look Won't you pour me a Cuban breeze Gretchen I know a fellow with a motor launch for hire A skinny man with two-tone shoes Cause tonight they're arranging a small reception just for me Behind the big casino by the sea I know what happens I read the book I believe I just got the goodbye look |
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from Donald Fagen - The Nightfly (1983)
A shadow crossed the blue Miami sky
As we hit the causeway by the big hotels We fought, now I can't remember why After all the words were said and tears were gone We vowed we'd never say goodbye When we kissed, we could hear the sound of thunder As we watched the regulars rush the big hotels We kissed again as the showers swept the Florida shore You opened your umbrella But we walked between the raindrops back to your door We walked between the raindrops back to your door Oh, Miami In my dreams, I can hear the sound of thunder I can see the causeway by the big hotels That happy day, we'll find each other on that Florida shore You'll open your umbrella And we'll walk between the raindrops back to your door We'll walk between the raindrops Between the raindrops Walk between the raindrops back to your door |
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from Donald Fagen - Kamakiriad (1993)
I was born yesterday
When they brought my Kamakiri When they handed me the keys It's a steam-power 10 The frame is out of Glasgow The tech is Balinese It's not a freeway bullet Or a bug with monster wheels It's a total biosphere The farm in the back Is hydroponic Good, fresh things Every day of the year Good, fresh things Every day of the year With all screens and functions In sync lock with Tripstar This cool rolling bubble Is all set to samba This route could be trouble (This route could be trouble) Steamin' up That Trans-Island Skyway Tryin' to make that final deadline And if the lanes are clear We're gonna drive a little harder We'll be deep in the Zone by cryin' time Say, there's a wreck On the side of the road Lots of blood and broken glass The kid who was driving I know from somewhere Some kids just drive too fast Wait just a minute There's a beautiful survivor With dancer's legs and laughing eyes C'mon snakehips, it's all over now Strap in tight cause it's a long sweet ride Relax - put some sounds on I'll brew up some decaf C'mon kick off those heels ma'am Now breathe in and sigh out Let's get with the program (Let's talk about the good times) Steamin' up That Trans-Island Skyway Tryin' to make that final deadline And if the lanes are clear We're gonna drive a little harder We'll be deep in the Zone by cryin' time We reach the sprangle Just at dawn These little streets I used to know Is that my father Mowin' the lawn (C'mon daddy get in let's go) C'mon daddy get in let's go C'mon daddy get in let's go C'mon daddy get in let's go C'mon daddy get in let's go C'mon daddy get in let's go C'mon daddy get in let's go We pull into Five Zoos Past motels and drive-thrus That noon sun is blinding The tidepools are boiling Below plates are grinding (Let's talk about the good times) Steamin' up That Trans-Island Skyway Tryin' to make that final deadline And if the lanes are clear We're gonna drive a little harder We'll be deep in the Zone by cryin' time |
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from Donald Fagen - Kamakiriad (1993)
On a night like this
You look up at your lover It's like you're in some old cartoon Then you detect The scent of faded roses Up in the sky There's that cruel countermoon Could that be murder you see in her eyes You try a long and desperate kiss You can't escape it That beam is sure to find you On a night like this The story is told How the women get restless And the men grow cold Gotham shudders There's a chill in the air There's a countermoon Lovers all beware Hand in hand You walk along the river You stop to clutch and caress A countermoonbeam Comes sweeping off the water She says "You're not my Jackie My Jackie was the best" Spitewaves are threatening The seaside hotels It's nasty weather for July Last night you loved her Tonight you wonder why On a night like this The story is told How the women get restless And the men grow cold Gotham shudders There's a chill in the air There's a countermoon Lovers all beware At every pay phone There's somebody cryin' All the streets are slick with tears When you see that blue ray There's a heartquake on the way On a night like this The story is told How the women get restless And the men grow cold Gotham shudders There's a chill in the air There's a countermoon Lovers all beware |
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from Donald Fagen - Kamakiriad (1993)
Here at Laughing Pines
Where the party never ends There's a spicy new attraction On the Funway You can scan yourself For traces of old heartaches The details of desire Shimmering - shimmering Yowie! - It's Connie Lee At the wheel of her Shark-de-Ville We're cruisin' at about a thousand miles an hour But the car is standin' still So good to hear that crazy laugh To hear her whisper hold me tight To learn to love all over again On that warm wet April night Swing out To Lake Nostalgia Route 5 to Laughing Pines Get off at Funway West Drive into Springtime Drive into Springtime Easter Break - '66 A shack on Cape Sincere Mad Mona bakin' gospel candy It was a radical year We get a little silly And fall into microspace It's even better this time around With Coltrane on the K.L.H. Swing out To Lake Nostalgia Route 5 to Laughing Pines Get off at Funway West Drive into Springtime Drive into Springtime It's you and me honey, in a crowded booth At the Smokehouse in the Sand I'm dragging out some bad old gag When you touch my hand At 4 a.m. we go out of this place You look absurdly sweet We hike downtown to Avenue A Like we own the street Swing out To Lake Nostalgia Route 5 to Laughing Pines Get off at Funway West Drive into Springtime Drive into Springtime |
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from Donald Fagen - Kamakiriad (1993)
Snowbound
Let's sleep in today Wake me up When the wolves come out to play Heat up These white nights We're gonna turn this town Into a city of lights At Nervous Time We roll downtown We've got scenes to crash We're gonna trick and trash We're gonna find some fun We hit the street With visors down With our thermasuits Sealed up tight We can beat the freeze And get saved tonight Let's stop off at the Metroplex That little dancer's got some style Yes she's the one I'll be waiting for At the stage door Snowbound Let's sleep in today Wake me up When the wolves come out to play Heat up These white nights We're gonna turn this town Into a city of lights We take the tube To Club Hi Ho It's about deadspace It's a marketplace And a party house too Something new From Charlie Tokyo It's a kind of pyramid With a human heart Beating in an ion grid A critic grabs us And says without a smile The work seduces us with light Eviva laughs and we step out Into the blue-white night Snowbound Let's sleep in today Wake me up When the wolves come out to play Heat up These white nights We're gonna turn this town Into a city of lights We sail our icecats on the frozen river Some loser fires off a flare, amen For seven seconds it's like Christmas day And then it's dark again And then it's dark again Snowbound Let's sleep in today Wake me up When the wolves come out to play Heat up These white nights We're gonna turn this town Into a city of lights Snowbound Let's sleep in today Wake me up When the wolves come out to play Heat up These white nights We're gonna turn this town Into a city of lights |
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from Donald Fagen - Kamakiriad (1993)
Our town is just like any other
Good citizens at work and play Normal folks doin' business in the normal way This morning was like any other Mommies kissing daddies goodbye Then the milkman screamed And pointed up at the sky From Sheilus to the reefs of Kizmar From Stargate and the outer worlds They're speeding towards our sun On a party run Here come tomorrow's girls Tomorrow's girls You see them on the grass at lunch hour Soaking up the vertical rays In their summer dresses A little smile can really make your day Their kisses feel like real kisses And when they cry they cry real tears But what's left in your arms When the static clears? They're landing on the Jersey beaches Their engines make the white sand swirl The heat is so intense Earth men have no defense Against tomorrow's girls Tomorrow's girls In the cool of the evening In the last light of the triple sun I wait by the go-tree When the day's busywork is done Soon the warm night breezes Start to rolling in off the sea (Warm night breezes rolling in off the sea) Yes, at lantern time That's when you come to me (Come to me) Come to me Ah Our home is just like any other We're grillin' burgers on the back lawn Some time goes by We fall asleep with the TV on I dream about a laughing angel Then the laugh becomes a furious whine Look out, fellas It's shredding time They're mixing with the population A virus wearing pumps and pearls Lord help the lonely guys Hooked by those hungry eyes Here come tomorrow's girls From Sheilus to the reefs of Kizmar From Stargate and the outer worlds They're speeding towards our sun On a party run Here come tomorrow's girls Tomorrow's girls Tomorrow's girls You're not my Ruthie You're not my Debbie You're not my Sherry You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) You're not my Nancy You're not my Barbie You're not my Betty You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) Not my Julie Not my Chloe Not my Judy You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) You're not my Rona You're not my Mona Not my Sarah You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) You're not my Lucy You're not my Linda You're not my Lisa You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) You're not my Joni Not my Judy Not my Rosie You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) Not my Dottie Not my Lottie Not my Lina You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) Not my Cindy Not my Mindy Not my Sally You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) You're not my sister You're not my mother Significant other You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) Not my Ellie Not my Emmy Not my Susie You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) Not my Annie Not my Lani Not my Carrie You're one of tomorrow's girls (Tomorrow's girls) You're not my Brenda You're not my Wanda You're not my Sonya |
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from Donald Fagen - Kamakiriad (1993)
Start on Key Plantain
Walk a tropical mile You'll see a house In the Spanish style There's a room in back With a view of the sea Where she sits and dreams Does she dream of me When summer's gone I get ready To make that Carribee run I've got to have Some time in the sun When the cold wind comes I go where the dahlias bloom I keep drifting back To your Florida room She's dressed too warm For this latitude We go out to lunch With some Jamaican dude Then the sunshower breaks We come in out of the rain But in her Florida room There's a hurricane While the city freezes over We'll be strollin' down the shore Can she bring me back To life once more When the cold wind comes I go where the dahlias bloom I keep drifting back To your Florida room When summer's gone I get ready To make that Carribee run I've got to have Some time in the sun When the cold wind comes I go where the dahlias bloom I keep drifting back To your Florida room |
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from Donald Fagen - Kamakiriad (1993)
Drive along the sea
Far from the city's twitch and smoke To a misty beach That's where my life became a joke On the dunes On the dunes (Became a joke on the dunes) Where rents are high And seabirds cry On the dunes As you spoke you must have known It was a kind of homicide I stood and watched my happiness Drift outwards with the tide On the dunes On the dunes (Homicide on the dunes) It wasn't fair It's brutal there On the dunes Pretty boats Sweeping along the shore In the faltering light Pretty women With their lovers by their side It's like an awful dream I have most every night In the summer all the swells Join in the search for sun and sand For me it's just a joyless place Where this loneliness began On the dunes On the dunes (Loneliness on the dunes) I'm pretty tough But the wind is rough On the dunes |
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from Donald Fagen - Kamakiriad (1993)
Out on the fringe
Where the shallows meet the scratchlands Out where hope and the highway ends You can park or cruise Both ways you lose This is Flytown now my friend You take a walk on Bleak Street Tonight could be the night you crash Then you turn and stop Start to fingerpop You think you hear a wailin' combo You climb a flight of twisted stairs Some cat says buddy If you've got eyes To rhythmatize Bring your flat hat and your ax 'Cause tonight at ten We'll be workin' again At the Teahouse on the Tracks The Siegel Bros. were slammin' out a baion So slick it should have been a crime Irene and Flocko and little Amy Khan Lead off the big front line The crowd was bouncin' in sync with the pulse You get a case of party feet (Then the room turns bright And fills up with light) And then from somewhere deep inside you Some frozen stuff begins to crack Better hurry If you've got eyes To rhythmatize Bring your flat hat and your ax 'Cause tonight at ten We'll be workin' again At the Teahouse on the Tracks Take the T-Line to Bleak and Divine Just above the Good Time Flats It's your last chance To learn how to dance At the Teahouse on the Tracks On Sunday morning You're back at the wheel You're feelng calm and crisp and strong If you've got eyes To rhythmatize Bring your flat hat and your ax 'Cause tonight at ten We'll be workin' again At the Teahouse on the Tracks If it feels right Just drive for the light That's the groovessential facts Someday we'll all meet at the end of the street At the Teahouse on the Tracks |
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from Donald Fagen - H Gang (2006)
I hear Denise is back on the outside
That she's got a wicked plan She's callin' in the Gong sisters again To form the ultimate five chord band For eight months now in that freaking cell She's been knockin' ideas around Now she's good and ready to make a big noise Right here in her own hometown Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys 'Cause they'll be looking for a showdown On a moonless night they started off On a bus called Happy Day To bring their vision to cities and towns Across the U.S.A. And in every club and hall they played The crowd knew every word Even today folks are talkin' about The incredible sounds they heard Here comes the H-Gang Turn on the floodlights Get off the stage son Unless you're ready for a kickfight Whatever happened to the H-Gang Some say they were the best I heard they broke up, Denise got hitched And she's living in the Midwest There's a film that's in production The working title, Song of Desire 'Bout an orphan girl with this crazy red hair And a voice and a dream and a soul on fire Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys 'Cause they'll be looking for a showdown Here comes the H-Gang Turn on the floodlights Get off the stage son Unless you're ready for a kickfight Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys Unless you're looking for a showdown |
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from Donald Fagen - H Gang (2006)
I hear Denise is back on the outside
That she's got a wicked plan She's callin' in the Gong sisters again To form the ultimate five chord band For eight months now in that freaking cell She's been knockin' ideas around Now she's good and ready to make a big noise Right here in her own hometown Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys 'Cause they'll be looking for a showdown On a moonless night they started off On a bus called Happy Day To bring their vision to cities and towns Across the U.S.A. And in every club and hall they played The crowd knew every word Even today folks are talkin' about The incredible sounds they heard Here comes the H-Gang Turn on the floodlights Get off the stage son Unless you're ready for a kickfight Whatever happened to the H-Gang Some say they were the best I heard they broke up, Denise got hitched And she's living in the Midwest There's a film that's in production The working title, Song of Desire 'Bout an orphan girl with this crazy red hair And a voice and a dream and a soul on fire Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys 'Cause they'll be looking for a showdown Here comes the H-Gang Turn on the floodlights Get off the stage son Unless you're ready for a kickfight Here comes the H-Gang Slammin' into Hinktown Oh, you better get off the stage, boys Unless you're looking for a showdown |
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from Donald Fagen - Morph The Cat (2006)
High above Manhattan town
What floats and has a shape like that Fans like us who watch the skies We know it's Morph the Cat Gliding like a big blue cloud From Tompkins Square to Upper Broadway Beyond the Park to Sugar Hill Stops a minute for latte He oozes down the heating duct Swims like seaweed down the hall He briefly digs your wiggy pad And seeps out through the wall It's kind of like an arctic mindbath Cool and sweet and slightly rough Liquid light on New York City Like Christmas without the chintzy stuff What exactly does he want This Rabelaisian puff of smoke To make you feel all warm and cozy Like you heard a good joke Like you heard an Arlen tune Or you bought yourself a crazy hat Like you had a Mango Cooler Ooh, Morph the Cat He's all the talk in shops and schoolyards Sultan Place, the Automat Players playin' in da Bronx Respect to Morph the Cat Kind of like an arctic mindbath Cool and sweet and slightly rough Liquid light on New York City Christmas without the chintzy stuff So rich is his charisma You can almost hear it sing He skims the roofs And bells begin to ring Chinese cashiers can feel it now Grand old gals at evening mass Young racketeers And teenage models Laughing on the grass Blessed Yankees have an ally When this feline comes to bat Bringing joy to old Manhattan All watch the skies for Morph the Cat |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
One plush summer you come to me ripe and ready
And bad through and through With that deep mystical soul synergy pumping steady Between me and you Lovin' all the beautiful work we've done, cara mia And it's barely July If we keep on boppin' until Labor Day Li'l miz Abbie - bye bye What will it be - some soothing herb tea? That might be just the thing Let's say we spike it with Deludin Or else - maybe tonight a hand of solitaire *Flame is the game The game we call gaslighting Abbie It's a luscious invention for three One summer by the sea With the long weekend that's comin' up fast Let's get busy There's just too much to do That black mini looks just like the one she's been missin' Feels good on you There's a few items we need in town - allez-vous girl There's no time to waste Such as fresh cable and fifteen watt bulbs Couple dozen - it's a big old place Let's keep it light - we'll do a fright night With blood and everything Some punky laughter from the kitchen And then - a nice relaxing hand of solitaire *Repeat You can choose the music I'll set up my gear Later on we'll chill and watch the fireworks from here How can you knock this mighty spitelock Check out the work itself A mix of elegance and function That's right - a tweak or two and then she's out of here *Repeat |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
I was grinding through my day gig
Stackin' cutouts at the Strand When in walks Franny from NYU We were quite an item back then We talked about her films and shows and CDs And I don't know what else She said, yeah, Hollywood's been good to me But tell me - how about yourself I'm still working on that novel But I'm just about to quit 'Cause I'm worrying about the future now Or maybe this is it It's not all that I thought it would be What a shame about me She said, talk to me, do you ever see Anybody else from our old crew Bobby Dakine won the Bunsen Prize Now he's coming out with something new Alan owns a chain of Steamer Heavens And Barry is the software king And somebody told me in the early 80's You were gonna be the Next Big Thing Well now that was just a rumor But I guess I'm doin' fine Three weeks out of the rehab Living one day at a time Sneaking up on the new century What a shame about me What a shame about me I'm thinking of a major Jane Street sunrise And the goddess on the fire escape was you We both ran out of small talk The connection seemed to go dead I was about to say, hey, have a nice life When she touched my hand and said: You know I just had this great idea This could be very cool Why don't we grab a cab to my hotel And make believe we're back at our old school I said babe you look delicious And you're standing very close But like this is Lower Broadway And you're talking to a ghost Take a good look it's easy to see What a shame about me What a shame about me |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
Bad news breaking in 18A
Missy's kitty turn inside out she say Spider queen demon and that whole crew Across the lobby the wicker wing chair flew All the nice people those goodly souls Quaking in their respective hidey-holes Everyone's wasted in this gruesome dream Not a one of them left to hear you scream Two against nature don't you know Who's gonna grok the shape of things to go Two against nature make them groan Who's gonna break the shape of things unknown Madame Erzulie she come last night Bang you silly but leave a nasty bite There on your nightstand much worse than that Panatela and old black derby hat Call your doctor - call your shrink Western science she strictly rinkydink They all masissi but we hang tough Apsatively gonna help you beat that stuff Two against nature tan and lean Puttin' big heat on skanky things unseen Two against nature slinging dread These boys wanna bang the skulls of things undead T-Bone Angie she champion liar Sew the mouth shut with rusty chicken wire Brother Lou Garue and the Jerry Garry Sprinkling chicken water gonna hush all three Beautiful housewife in deep distress 'Specially you deserve our very best Two against nature they got that stuff Good things happening when you see about us Two against nature love this gig Pull up the weeds before they're too damn big Two against nature stand alone Who's gonna chase the shape of things unknown Two against nature don't you know Who's gonna drop the boom on things to go Two against nature make them groan Gonna go bang-zoom to the moon on things unknown Scrape the wallboards the whole damn batch Catch the maggoty eggs before they hatch Pepper and ratbone make damn sure Shake the rubbish out on the patio floor Soak the timber with special spray Nuke the itty bitty ones right where they lay Whip the bastards while they still green Take the firemop - sweep it kissing clean |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
It must have been my lucky Thursday
Your dad went on that spree Before the crew could put out the fires You hopped a bus for NYC Down in Tampa the future looked desperate and dark Now you're the wonderwaif of Gramercy Park Who makes the morning fabulous Who says today's a fun day Why do I feel like sailing again Honey it's you - Janie Runaway Let's grab some takeout from Dean and Deluca A hearty gulping wine You be the showgirl and I'll be Sinatra Way back in '59 Sweetness in heels - look at you - in long black gloves Come to old blue eyes tell me - who do you love Who makes the traffic interesting Rescues a dreary Sunday Who makes me feel like painting again Honey it's you - Janie Runaway Let's plan a weekend alone together Drive out to Binky's place The sugar shack in Pennsylvania Or would that be a federal case? We'll take the Big Red - the Blazer - it's nice inside And guess who's coming along for the ride Who has a friend named Melanie Who's not afraid to try new things Who gets to spend her birthday in Spain Possibly you - Janie Runaway |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
I'm working on gospel time these days
(The summer - this could be the cool part of the summer) The sloe-eyed creature in the reckless room she's so severe A wise child walks right out of here I'm so excited I can barely cope I'm sizzling like an isotope I'm on fire so cut me some slack First she's way gone then she comes back She's all business then she's ready to play She's almost gothic in a natural way This house of desire is built foursquare (The city - the cleanest kitten in the city) When she speaks it's like the slickest song I ever heard I'm hanging on her every word As if I'm not already blazed enough She hits me with the cryptic stuff That's her style - to jerk me around First she's all feel then she cools down She's pure science with a splash of black cat She's almost gothic and I like it like that This dark place so thrilling and new It's kind of like the opposite of an aerial view Unless I'm totally wrong I hear her rap and brother it's strong I'm pretty sure that what she's telling me is mostly lies But I just stand there hypnotized I'll just have to make it work somehow I'm in the amen corner now It's called love - I spell L -U- V First she's all buzz then she's noise-free She's bubbling over then there's nothing to say She's almost gothic in a natural way She's old school then she's like young Little Eva meets the Bleecker Street brat She's almost gothic but it's better than that |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
Teddy's rolling now most every night
Skatin' backwards at the speed of light He's changed - in a thousand little ways He's changed - yes indeed You know he's movin' on metal, yes he's Hanging tight with the Jack of Speed Sheena's party - there's a case in point That right-wing hooey sure stunk up the joint He's gone - he walks through the old routines But he's gone - guaranteed He may be sittin' in the kitchen, but he's Steppin' out with the Jack of Speed You maybe got lucky for a few good years But there's no way back from there to here He's a one way rider On the shriek express And his new best friend is at the throttle more or less He can't hear you honey - that's alright Pack some things and head up into the light Don't stop - he'll be callin' out your name But don't stop when you hear him plead You better move now little darlin' or you'll be Trading fours with the Jack of Speed |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
Well I've kicked around a lot since high school
I've worked a lot of nowhere gigs From keyboard man in a rock'n ska band To haulin' boss crude in the big rigs Now I've come back home to plan my next move From the comfort of my Aunt Faye's couch When I see my little cousin Janine walk in All I could say was ow-ow-ouch Honey how you've grown Like a rose Well we used to play When we were three How about a kiss for your cousin Dupree She turned my life into a living hell In those little tops and tight capris I pretended to be readin' the National Probe As I was watchin' her wax her skis On Saturday night she walked in with her date And backs him up against the wall I tumbled off the couch and heard myself sing In a voice I never knew I had before I'll teach you everything I know If you teach me how to do that dance Life is short and quid pro quo And what's so strange about a down-home family romance? One night we're playin' gin by a cracklin' fire And I figured I'd make my play I said babe with my boyish charm and good looks How can you stand it for one more day She said maybe its the skeevy look in your eyes Or that your mind has turned to applesauce The dreary architecture of your soul I said - but what is it exactly turns you off? ll I've kicked around a lot since high school I've worked a lot of nowhere gigs From keyboard man in a rock'n ska band To haulin' boss crude in the big rigs Now I've come back home to plan my next move From the comfort of my Aunt Faye's couch When I see my little cousin Janine walk in All I could say was ow-ow-ouch Honey how you've grown Like a rose Well we used to play When we were three How about a kiss for your cousin Dupree She turned my life into a living hell In those little tops and tight capris I pretended to be readin' the National Probe As I was watchin' her wax her skis On Saturday night she walked in with her date And backs him up against the wall I tumbled off the couch and heard myself sing In a voice I never knew I had before I'll teach you everything I know If you teach me how to do that dance Life is short and quid pro quo And what's so strange about a down-home family romance? One night we're playin' gin by a cracklin' fire And I figured I'd make my play I said babe with my boyish charm and good looks How can you stand it for one more day She said maybe its the skeevy look in your eyes Or that your mind has turned to applesauce The dreary architecture of your soul I said - but what is it exactly turns you off? |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
She's lost - she's late
She's zooming on a couch somewhere Or high - or home I'm not supposed to call her there I wait - I smoke I stare into my coke It's happening again I tell myself that it's over and done, amen Her skin - like milk It's like she's never seen the sun Some hearts to crunch Is more like her idea of fun I know - she's ill I'm cruising for a spill I'm hanging just the same I need to be in the heat Of her cold white flame Another negative girl At the edge of the frame Deliciously toxic The original classic thing - more of the same She's in the zone Crying on the phone I need you here I'm on the street again Staggering out into the burn of the brain dead dawn To arrive in time to find her gone She's on the train To somewhere up by Fordham Road Her reptile brain Locked down and ready in combat mode Some cash - a key This guy she has to see A doctor friend uptown And maybe she gets to me when she comes back down Another negative girl Spinning out of the frame Exquisitely limpid The original classic thing - more of the same A goof - a buzz If that is what it was Then how do you explain The way she looks when she's Dragging me out to dance with her In the summer rain Another negative girl At the edge of the frame Exhausting and luscious The original classic thing - more of the same |
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from Steely Dan - Two Against Nature (2000)
Brother in tears
Look at this chain of sorrows Stretching all the way from here and now to hell and gone I was Kid Clean She was Anne de Siecle Just a thrill away from punching through to the cosmic wow It started out good Then it got lots better Makin' up the rules as we went along But with a business like this There's an gnarly downside *I'm way deep into nothing special Riding the crest of a wave breaking just west of Hollywood Swingin' so hard We burned right through the summer Till the axis of pain/pleasure sheared the arc of desire From the Rebus affair To the streets of Culver City Places and events slip below the horizon line Now at this time Into our pretty story The truth compels us To bring a certain name Meet if you will Doctor Warren Kruger *Repeat She reached out for my hand While I watched myself lurch across the room And I almost got there Look in my eyes Can't you see the core is frozen? You can't ask me to access the dreams I don't have now Sadly for us Our little talk is over So together we'll endure the tyranny of the disallowed Don't you love Port Blanc When Hooterie is over When the girls get easy and the crowds are gone A weekend of bliss Then the rainy season *Repeat |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
Attention all shoppers
It's Cancellation Day Yes the Big Adios Is just a few hours away It's last call To do your shopping At the Last Mall You'll need the tools for survival And the medicine for the blues Sweet treats and surprises For the little buckaroos It's last call To do your shopping At the Last Mall We've got a sweetheart Sunset Special On all of the standard stuff 'Cause in the morning that gospel morning You'll have to do for yourself when the going gets tough Roll your cart back up the aisle Kiss the checkout girls goodbye Ride the ramp to the freeway Beneath the blood orange sky It's last call To do your shopping At the Last Mall |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
I don't mind the quiet
Or the lonely nights I don't miss the funky attitudes And I don't miss the fights I lie on the couch 'till suppertime And hunker down and read the Post And that's when I remember the things I miss the most: The talk The sex Somebody to trust The Audi TT The house on the Vineyard The house on the gulf coast These are the things I miss the most I kinda like frying up My sad cuisine Gettin' in bed and curling up with a girlie magazine But sometimes in the corner of my eye I see that adorable ghost And then ba-boom I remember the things I miss the most The talk The sex Somebody to trust The comfy Eames chair The good copper pans The '54 Strat These are the things I miss the most I had a little birdy friend By morning she was gone Birdy good-bye Birdy bye-bye I'm learning how to meditate So far so good I'm building the Andrea Doria out of balsa wood The days really don't last forever But it's getting pretty damn close And that's when I remember the things I miss the most: The talk The sex Somebody to trust The Audi TT The house on the Vineyard The house on the gulf coast These are the things I miss the most |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
I was scrapin' bottom
Gropin' in the dark It takes a crusty punk to really beat The mean streets of Medicine Park So I shifted left for out of town Then I clicked my heels and I doubled down to Blues Beach I'm frying Sizzlin' in the merciful rays And it's the long sad Sunday Of the early resigned I went to Central Station To catch that early bus They were gassed and runnin' every which way But unhappily not for us Here comes Trina the child bride I said hey pretty girl can I cop a ride to Blues Beach It's rainin' I'm chillin' at the Manatee Bar Well it's a stone soul picnic For the early resigned We could rent a paranymphic glider My hypothetical friend And we could sail 'Til the bending end Grab Big Dog a blanket Angel of my heart Things may get a whole lot worse Before suddenly falling apart Give your roommate Yvonne a ring Cause if she still wants in I gotta pull some strings On Blues Beach I'm dying Freezin' in the merciful rays And it's the long sad Sunday Of the early resigned |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
In the beginning
We could hang with the dude But it's been too much of nothing Of that stank attitude Now they curse your name And there's a bounty on your face It's your own fault daddy GodWhacker's on the case We track your almighty ass Thru seven heaven-worlds Me, Slinky Redfoot And our trusty angel-girls And when the stars bleed out That be the fever of the chase You better get gone poppie GodWhacker's on the case Be very very quiet Clock everything you see Little things might matter later At the start of the end of history Climb up the glacier Across bridges of light We sniff you, Big Tiger In the forest of the night 'Cause there's no escape From the Rajahs of Erase You better run run run GodWhacker's on the case Be very very quiet Clock everything you see Little things might matter later At the start of the end of history Yes we are the GodWhackers Who rip and chop and slice For crimes beyond imagining It's time to pay the price You better step back son Give the man some whackin' space You know this might get messy GodWhacker's on the case |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
Let me put it this way doll
And I know it's getting late I can tell from the planes of your face That you're from out of state But here in the Willows now here's the deal Tomorrow's for squares tonight's for real Drop me off in Groovetime Do you hear the Slang of Ages Show me how it's done Now did you say you were from the Netherlands Or was that "Netherworld"? If you grew up in Amsterdam Then I'm the Duke of Earl These tabs look iffy you say they're good Let's roll with the homeys knock on wood Drop me off in Groovetime Soothe me with the Slang of Ages Show me where I turn Are you all part of the Dreaming Or the end of my life so far? Or something half way in between You oughta know Hey where'd she go? Damn she skipped dimensions Was it something that I said? Or something I was thinking When she opened up my head? Let me make it right baby never mind how There's a crazy little place I know called "Be There Now" Drop me off in Groovetime Do you hear the Slang of Ages Show me how it's done Drop me off in Groovetime Soothe me with the Slang of Ages This is where I turn |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
My coat is black and the moon is yellow
Here is where I get off As you can see for yourself old girl in the Green Book I tango down to the smoky lobby My eyes adjust to the light The new cashier looks like Jill St. John Can that be right? I'm rolling into the bar at Joey's They're getting ready to close And here she comes very "Kiss Me Deadly" My life, my love, my third hand rose Flash ahead to a yummy playback Just you and me in a room Double dreaming a page at a time in the Green Book The torso rocks and the eyes are keepers Now where'd we sample those legs? I'm thinking Marilyn 4.0 in the Green Book I like the neon I love the music Anachronistic but nice The seamless segue from fun to fever It's a sweet device I'm so in love with this dirty city This crazy grid of desire The festive icons along the way The boardwalk, the lovers, the house on fire She's kinda cute but a little younger She's got the mood and the moves It's kinda scary to dig yourself in the Green Book |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
Our man Abu squeezes off twenty tracer rounds
And that's when she jumps the turnstile And as she clings to the roof of the speeding train The Double A down to Sheridan Square Her cell phone rings It's, like, her stupid father Be in the door by ten again Pixeleen Dream deep my three-times perfect ultrateen Pixeleen Born in the bogs of Jersey Trained how to love and spy hard Dropped on the streets of Roppongi Soaked through on the floor of a noodle shop And when Abu rams the clip in the miniglock Up on the catwalk inside the warehouse You whip a knife from the top of your go-go boot With just a flash of spectacular thigh Your pager starts to throb It's your as-if boyfriend Randall Better keep it real or whatever Pixeleen Rave on my sleek and soulful cyberqueen Pixeleen Penned by a hack in the Palisades Backed by some guys from Columbia Shot all in digital video For a million and change Flashback to cool summer nights Freddy can we cut to the chase? In the room above your garage Everything about me is different Symmetrical and clean This is what I see Just a girl in girlie trouble Dancing in the video with gun and tambourine Pixeleen Be good my three-times perfect ultrateen Pixeleen Born on the floor of a noodle shop Dropped in the bogs of Jersey Shot by a guy from Columbia Soaked through all in digital video Girl with the sweet backstory Pitched in a trailer in Burbank Cast by a cool-enough yes-man Screened at a festival in Utah |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
That must be her again
She's leaning on my bell That cold psychotic ring The one I know so well So I'm nailed to the floor in the no-option zone There's about zero chance she'll give up and go home This endless afternoon It started on the day I met her Lunch with Gina is forever She's coming 'round the corner Her body's just a blur I peel out like The Flash It don't mean boo to her So I duck into Nino's she's barred from the place The minute I walk out she's right in my face She's got nothing but time No use in trying to be clever Lunch with Gina is forever Now I'm in my apartment The blinds down the lights out The phone rings God help me There's nobody home I crouch on the carpet Not breathing just being Like meat on the bone I'm in a cozy booth Maybe my watch is fast Another Tanqueray I'll wait 'til twenty past I'm about to go postal when she waltzes in I guess she's a knockout hey where have I been? The waiter never comes God knows the service could be better Lunch with Gina is forever Coffee and a kiss Maybe later maybe never Lunch with Gina... |
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from Steely Dan - Everything Must Go (2003)
It's high time for a walk on the real side
Let's admit the bastards beat us I move to dissolve the corporation In a pool of margaritas So let's switch off all the lights And light up all the Luckies Crankin' up the afterglow 'Cause we're goin' out of business Everything must go Talk about your major pain and suffering Now our self-esteem is shattered Show the world our mighty hidey-ho face As we go sliding down the ladder It was sweet up at the top 'Til that ill wind started blowing Now it's cozy down below 'Cause we're goin' out of business Everything must go We gave it our best shot But keep in mind we got a lot The sky the moon good food and the weather First-run movies does anybody get lucky twice? Wouldn't it be nice... Tell me can you dig it Miss Fugazy Now it's gone from late to later Frankly I could use a little face time In the service elevator And if Dave from Acquisitions Wants to get in on the action With his Handicam in tow Well we're goin' out of business Everything must go Can it be the sorry sun is rising Guess it's time for us to book it Talk about the famous road not taken In the end we never took it And if somewhere on the way We got a few good licks in No one's ever gonna know 'Cause we're goin' out of business Everything must go |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
In the mornin' you go gunnin' for the man who stole your water
And you fire till he is done in but they catch you at the border And the mourners are all singin' as they drag you by your feet But the hangman isn't hangin' so they put you on the street *You go back, Jack, do it again, wheels turinin' 'round and 'round You go back, Jack, do it again When you know she's no high climber then you find your only friend In a room with your two timer, but you're sure you're near the end Then you love a little wild one, and she brings you only sorrow All the time you know she's smilin', you'll be on your knees tomorrow *Repeat Guitar Solo Keyboard Solo Now you swear and kick and beg us that yopu're not a gamblin' man Then you find you're back in Vegas with a handle in your hand Your black cards can bring you money so you hide them when you're able In the land of milk and honey you must put them on the table *Repeat |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
Times are hard, you're afraid to pay the fee
So you find yourself somebody who can do the job for free When you need a bit of lovin' 'cause your man is out of town That's the time you get me runnin' and you know I'll be around *I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah I don't wanna do your dirty work no more I'm a fool to do your dirty work oh yeah Light the candle, put the lock upon the door You have sent the maid home early like a thousand times before Like the castle in his corner in a medieval game I foresee terrible trouble but I stay here just the same *Repeat Solo |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
Now they lay his body down, Sad old men who run this town
I still recall the way he led the charge and saved the day Blue blood and rain, I can hear the bugle playin' *We've seen the last of good King Richard Ring out the past, his name lives on and on Roll out the bones and raise up the pitchers Raise up your glass to good King John Uh huh While they plundered far and wide, all his starving children cried And though we sung his fame we all went hungry just the same He meant to shine to the end of line *Repeat Raise up your glass to good King John Raise up your glass to good King John |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
Felonius my old friend step on in and let me shake your hand
So glad that you're here again for one more time let your madness run with mine Streets still unseen we'll find somehow no time is better than now *Tell me where are drivin' midnight cruiser Where is your bounty of fortune and fame I am another gentle man loser Drive to Harlem or somewhere the same The world that we used to know people tell me it don't turn no more The places we used to go familiar faces that aint smilin' like before The time of our time has come and gone I fear we been waitin' too long *Repeat Solo *Repeat |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
A world become one of salads and sun, only a fool would say that
A boy with a plan, a natural man wearin' a white Stetson hat Unhand that gun begone there's no one to fire upon If he's holding it high he's telling a lie I heard it was you talkin' bout a world where all is free It just couldn't be, and only a fool would say that The man in the street draggin' his feet, don't wanna hear the bad news Imagine your face there in his place standing inside his brown shoes You do his nine to five drag yourself home half alive And there on the screen a man with a dream Chorus |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
Your everlasting summer, and you can see it fadin' fast
So you grab a piece of something that you think is gonna last But you wouldn't even know a diamond if you held it in your hand The things you think are precious I can't understand Are you reelin' in the years Stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears Have you had enough of mine Are you reelin' in the years Stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears Have you had enough of mine You've been telling me you were a genius since you were seveteen In all the time I've known you I still don't know what you mean The weekend at the college didn't turn out like you planned The things that pass for knowledge I can't understand Are you reelin' in the years Stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears Have you had enough of mine Are you reelin' in the years Stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears Have you had enough of mine I've spent a lot of money and I've spent a lot of time The trip we made to Hollywood is etched upon my mind After all the things we've done and seen you find another man The things you think are useless I can't understand Are you reelin' in the years Stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears Have you had enough of mine Are you reelin' in the years Stowin' away the time Are you gatherin' up the tears Have you had enough of mine |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
I decline to walk the line they tell me that I'm lazy
Worldly wise I realise that everybody's crazy A womans voice reminds me to serve and not to speak Am I myself or just another freak You know there's fire in the hole and nothing left to burn I'd love to run out now there's nowhere left to turn With a cough I shake it off and work around my yellow stripe Should I hide or eat my pride or wait until it's good and ripe? My life is boiling over It's happened once before I wish someone would open up the door Don't you know there's fire in the hole and nothing left to burn I'd love to run out now there's nowhere left to turn Solo Chorus |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
A race of angels
Bound with one another A dish of dollars Laid out for all to see A tower room at Eden Rock His golf at noon for freelyn owes the charmer Under meHis lady's aching To bring a body down She daily preaches On where she wants to be An evening with a movie queen A face we all have seenlyn owes the charmer Under meA case of aces Done up loose for dealing A piece of island cooling in the sea The whole of time we gain or lose And power enough to chooselyn owes the charmer Under me |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
If you listen you can hear it it's the laughter in the street
It's the motion in the music, and the fire beneath your feet All the signs are right this time, you don't have to try so very hard If you live in this world, you're feelin' the change of the guard Na na na na, na na na na Na na na na, na na na na All you cowboys and your neighbours, can you swallow up your pride ? Take your guns off if you're willin', and you know we're on your side If you wanna get through the years, It's high time you played your card If you live in this world, you're feelin' the change of the guard Na na na na, na na na na Na na na na, na na na na Repeat [Na na na na, na na na na] to fade |
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from Steely Dan - Can'T Buy A Thrill (1999)
With stocking face I bought a gun, the plan was set, the plan was done
Looked at my watch and started for the door, Now the food here aint so good no more and they closed the package store Love your mama, love your brother, love 'em till they run for cover Turn the light off, keep your shirt on cry a jag on me Oh Michael, oh, Jesus, you know I'm not to blame You know my reputation for playing a ggod clean game Oh Michael, oh, Jesus, I'll keep my promise when You turn that heartbeat over again My poisons named, you know my brand, so please make mine a double, Sam Stir it up nice, I'll eat it right here Yeah, this highway runs from Paraguay and I've just come all the way Chorus We warned the corpse of William Wright not to cuss and drink all night Ticket in hand, we saw him laid to rest Oh, but zombie see and zombie do, he's here with me and you Chorus |
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from Steely Dan - Countdown To Ecstasy (2000)
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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from Steely Dan - Countdown To Ecstasy (2000)
I hear you are singing a song of the past; I see no tears
I know that you know that it may be the last for many years You'd gamble or give anything to be n qith the better half, But how many friends must I have to begin with to make you laugh Will you still have a song to sing when The razor boy comes and takes your fancy things away Will you still be singing it on that cold and windy day You know that the coming is so close at hand, you feel all right I guess only women in cages can stand this kind of night I guess only women in cages can play down the things they lose You think no tomorrow will come when you lay down you can't refuse [ |
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from Steely Dan - Countdown To Ecstasy (2000)
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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from Steely Dan - Countdown To Ecstasy (2000)
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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from Steely Dan - Countdown To Ecstasy (2000)
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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from Steely Dan - Countdown To Ecstasy (2000)
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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from Steely Dan - Countdown To Ecstasy (2000)
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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from Steely Dan - Countdown To Ecstasy (2000)
Hello one and all; was it you I used to know?
Can't you hear me call on this old ham radio? All I've got to say, I'm alive and feeling fine Should you come my way you can share my poison wine No marigolds in the promised land, There's a hole in the ground where they used to grow Any man left on the Rio Grande Is the king of the world as far as I know I won't take your bread; I don't need no helping hand I can't be no savage; I can't be no highwayman Show me where you are; you and I can spend this day Driving in my car through the ruins of Santa Fe I'm reading last years papers, although I don't know why Assassins, cons and rapers might as well die When you come around, no more plain regrets Watch the sun go brown smoking cobalt cigarettes There's no need to hide, taking things the easy way If I stay inside I might live till Saturday No marigolds in the promised land There's a hole in the ground where they used to grow Any man left of the Rio Grande Is the king of the world, king of the world as far as I know |
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from Steely Dan - Katy Lied (1999)
When Black Friday comes I'll stand down by the door And catch the grey men when they Dive from the fourteenth floor When Black Friday comes I'll collect everything I'm owed And before my friends find out I'll be on the road When Black Friday falls you know it's got to be Don't let it fall on me When Black Friday comes I'll fly down to Muswellbrook Gonna strike all the big red words From my little black book Gonna do just what I please Gonna wear no socks and shoes With nothing to do but feed All the kangaroos When Black Friday comes I'll be on that hill You know I will When Black Friday comes I'm gonna dig myself a hole Gonna lay down in it 'til I satisfy my soul Gonna let the world pass by me The Archbishop's gonna sanctify me And if he don't come across I'm gonna let it roll When Black Friday comes I'm gonna stake my claim I'll guess I'll change my name |
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from Steely Dan - Katy Lied (1999)
Five names that I can hardly
Stand to hear Including yours and mine And one more chimp who isn't here I can see the ladies talking How the times are getting hard And that fearsome excavation On Magnolia Boulevard CHORUS: And I'm going insane And I'm laughing at the frozen rain And I'm so alone Honey when they gonna send me home Bad sneakers and a Piña Colada My friend Stompin' on the avenue By Radio City with a Transistor and a large Sum of money to spend You fellah, you tearin' up the street You wear that white tuxedo How you gonna beat the heat Do you take me for a fool Do you think that I don't see That ditch out in the valley That they're digging just for me CHORUS |
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from Steely Dan - Katy Lied (1999)
Rose darling come to me Snake Mary's gone to bed All our steaming sounds of love Cannot disturb her in her night Or raise her sleeping head All I ask of you Is make my wildest dreams come true No one sees and no one knows Rose darling come to me Snake Mary dreams along I would guess she's in Detroit With lots of money in the bank Although I could be wrong You must know it's right The spore is on the wind tonight You won't feel it till it grows Rose darling my friend With only you and what I've found We'll wear the weary hours down Rose darling come to me The clock is close at hand All my empty words of love Can never screen the flash I feel Or make you understand Honey can't you see I know it's real it's got to be Why not chase it where it goes |
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Subject : 뮤지스탤지아에서 들어본 - Donald Fagen(Maxine)
