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Lusitania
04:10
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When the honeymoon is over
And married life has lost its thrill
When those sunny fields of clover
Are mortgages and utility bills
I will love you, yes I will
Love you still
When you’re feelin like a failure
Going through your darkest day
Crying lonely like a sailor
And there’s nothing I can say
I will love you, yes I will
Love you still
CHORUS
Lusitania, a sinking ship won’t make ya less beautiful
Boots in rain, ya always come prepared, you are mutable
The years will make us relax
But we gotta, we gotta, we gotta come back
I know you’ll always gimme chills
And I will love you, yes I will
Love you still
When you put away the two piece
Thinking your belly looks to full
Don’t let the makeup cover you please
The older you get, the more beautiful
I will love you, yes I will
Love you still
When the honeymoon is over
The cake is gone, the champagne killed
When we’re petrified and sober
The good life way, way up the hill
I will love you, yes I will
Love you Still
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Hot Hell
05:16
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Take my hand sugar / Don’t let it go
Buy up gold / Diabolists stole the show
Rooftop silhouettes / Congress singing to the devil’s radio
Hot hell a-risin / No time to lose ... we gotta go
Hail Black King! / Down on your knees
C’mon, show yer fangs / Take off the gloves, you yellow queen
Cut the country club / They’re foolish, craven, weak, white, they’re done
Hot hell a-risin / Dead man walkin ... in the sun
Tea Party Doll / Don’t need the law
Lipstick magician / While ya pray, in half we’re sawed
Tea Party doll / Patchin up wounds with cannonballs
Hot hell a-risin / Let your fever … burn it all
Sit alone with scripture / Your mind will walk
Be careful kid / Of those who sing ;) of those who talk
Ignore the boatman / Believe the river & the blues
Hot hell a-risin / No one will tell ya … what to do
The jails are full / everywhere
Old Albion / You make the mob when you don’t treat’m fair
The jails are full / They’re burning everything to the ground
Hot hell a-risin / Even on the otherside … of town
Take my hand sugar / Take any hand you can reach
Doctor, he got no pills / The teacher don’t know what to teach
The church is screaming / The bank is headed for ruin
Hot hell a-risin / No time to lose … we gotta move
Watch it blow
From the hills we came down from so long ago
As long as you know
Be cool baby, remember when the curtain drops
It ain’t the world, it’s just the show
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Le Canard Noir
05:03
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Bay State runner talk easy speak
Wear your pirate halo
Your heart pumps gasoline
The fast ship ever set to sea
Those coast guard cutters
Sail right out of their league
In low light, in dead night
Old rum runner
Black Duck on the sea
Cheap bootleggin, man, that's the crime
Ditch that bathtub gin
Toss that dandelion wine
New Year's Ever 1929
Pump the blood of New England's finest
In low light, in dead night
Open fire!
Black Duck on the sea
Shout no warning and flash no light
It's machine gun fire
Like hail into our side
A hundred rounds, maybe two or three
I jumped over board or they would have gotten me
In low light, in dead night
Old rum runner
Black Duck on the sea
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Ma Belle
03:56
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Je connais la fin!
Je connais la fin mon amour
Vous tournez et je meurs
Écoutez mon coeur
Pour vous mon amour
Mon coeur est comme cent tambours
Je vous regarde
Je vous regarde danser avec lui
Et le monde est sous la pluie
Quand vous dansez avec lui
Pathétique, je suis
The businessman, he dreams of the countryside
The farmer shuts his eyes and sees big city lights The devil dreams of heaven while god dreams of hell
And me, I only dream of you ma belle
Ma belle
Ma belle
Je connais la fin!
Je connais la fin mon amour
Et nous danserons et nous allons embracer
Mais je rêve
Je rêve bêtement
Vous êtes sa femme
Je sais
Permettez-moi de rêver
Rêver mon amour
Et mes rêves deviendront courage
Mais je suis comme la pierre
Comme un petit enfant
Et vous danserez seulement avec lui
We want, we want what we cannot hold
In the winter we want heat, in the summer, cold
We want, we want the dancer’s charms
But only cause she swings from another
We want, we want what we cannot take
The single girl will cry for a wedding cake
We want, we want the dancer’s charms
But only cause she swings from another
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It Could Happen To You
03:15
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The sky is blue, there ain't no heat
Trees look so green above that blacktop street
Odi-Lodi, perfect summer day stopping through
Lovers names carved into the birch
Holding hands beneath a hymnal at church
Oh good golly, Miss Molly looks so jealous down the pew
When you're feeling low inside
And alone you think you'll always be
Concentrate on good weather
And break yourself off something sweet
A summer sausage cookin on the barbecue
I see Miss Annie, I say, 'How do you do?'
Romance, a young love so true
It could happen to you
The streets are quiet as the sun goes down
Boys pick up their dates and take 'em into town
Hi-dee-ho there, your hair looks so nice
Did you do somethin new?
A waltz is playin through the honeysuckle air
The girl is giving off that lightening bug stare
Eyes a glowin, show him what you know and you can lose
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Sky Mountain Blues
03:31
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I got them Sky Mountain Blues rainin down on my head
I got them Sky Mountain Blues rainin down on my head
I'm in love with three women but I only got one bed
I stand at God's right hand but I wear the Devil's dancin shoes
I stand at God's right hand but I wear the Devil's dancin shoes
I'm comin in hot, I ain't got nothin to lose
There's a gal name Lee, she dances on the east side of town
There's a gal name Lee, you gotta see her do the mess around
She's the jitterbug queen, she could surely shake your sugar shack down
If you come to Nashville, make sure you're dancin to the beat
If you come to Nashville, make sure you're dancin to the beat
I don't care if you're on crutches, they'll heal you down on Forest street
I got them Sky Mountain blues, feels like hail comin down
I got them Sky Mountain blues, feels like hail comin down
I'm in love with three women, think it's time to get outta town
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You have the most peculiar way of smiling
With two shy twitches in your cheeks
First a tug on the left then a tug on the right one
While closing both your hazel eyes
I feel the most peculiar way when we gambol
Across a manicured lawn
As the songs of sunlight and tales of twilight
Ramble restlessly to dawn
Dear, I feel so unafraid
In the most peculiar way
When the tall trees shake off their leaves
Who knows where you’ll you be?
But here and now, blessed be the ground
That carries your feet
These days go on with such agreeable exchange
They go in the most peculiar way
There is a most peculiar weight that’s lifted
When Venus winks an eye at you
All the blues and baggage, all the sag and sadness
Go from hurricanes to dew
My dear, I feel so unafraid
In the most peculiar way
Chorus
You have the most peculiar way of smiling
With two shy twitches in your cheeks
For an anxious man, not comfortable with comfort
His nerves are settled when you speak
My dear, I feel so unafraid
In the most peculiar way
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Icarus Too (for mike)
03:18
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Hot summer shirtless, chasing girls, drinking orange pop
No chance to win but ya don’t stop
To be strong, to be stubborn, to be on the run from the cops
Michel never wins, but I don’t think he stops
Touch your lips, touch your lips like Belmondo did for Godard
Til your last breath, don’t ever stop
Oh to lose, oh to lose, oh the loveliness of futile cause
To stay til the end and never have stopped
Reaching out, reaching out, reaching out, seeking, oh, my God
The burn of hot wax don’t ever stop
The season’s long, work is hard and it’s easy to give up on the crops
But it’s gonna come, the rain never stops
Oh Toulouse, oh Toulouse, oh Lautrec hanging in Montmartre
No chance with them girls but he don’t stop
Oh to win, it’s a myth, only blondes comes out on top
But you can’t lose if you don’t stop
Broken nose, broken bones, broken brain and a broken jaw
Fifteen rounds, some fighters don’t stop
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Once, I was Le Dauphin
Loved by all creatures and man
The acrobat of life
White paint on my face
Blue roses in my hand
I tumbled a great distance
In the heat of flash-bulb fires
Disfigured in the dawn
The circus had moved on
And my name had been retired
Tomber, tomber, tomber!
Pour la vie d'être révélé
Tomber, tomber, tomber!
Un homme doit s'agenouiller
I vanished to the country
My bed made where I lay
A desultory minstrel
Learning how to ponder
Forgetting how to slay
Refrain
Devilry desiccated
The prince was laid to rest
With one last verse of Wilde
White paint on his cross
Blue roses on his chest
Refrain
The harlequin turned ascetic
I simply cut my hair
To till a patch of soil
Ignore the catch of girls
Regardless of their bodies young and fair
Refrain
But I dream in Italian movies
Dark sunglasses, cigarettes and ties
The allure of austerity fades
Con Anouk Aimée
La luce de roma in my eyes
Tombez, tombez, tombez!
Je ne suis pas un saint
Tombez, tombez, tombez!
Je veux vivre dans un film italien
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Cleveland 1961
05:08
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Living on rice and beans
Living on cold sidewalks and snow
Living on you and me
Dying to know
Every little last thing I could
About that girl so handsome and tall
Maria, I miss you most of all
Steaming kettle on Seventh Street
Third floor, river view
Baby, pour me one more cup of tea
And I'll pour another for you
Old Charlie playing his slide trombone
Notes floating up and down the hall
Maria, I miss you most all
Still see you dancing on a table
In that winter coat of mine
Every good thing goes
It's only a matter of time
Coldest day of the year
But the nurses all treated me kind
They said, 'You'll see her somewhere
On down the line."
Couldn't catch a Cuyahoga thaw
Only went out for tuna and gin
Put your favorite record on
Cut off the speakers and watched it spin
I wrote Miss Edna a letter
I couldn't bear to make that call
Maria, I miss you most of all
Ironed out my best white shirt
Cut a red patch out of your dress
In front of our bedroom mirror
I sewed that red patch to my chest
Said goodbye to Charlie
Etched our names into the wall
Maria, I miss you most of all
Chorus
I settled down with a southern girl
I think you would approve
Walked her up and down old Seventh Street
Showed her that third floor river view
I got a boy, I swear he has your eyes
And you can guess what my daughter is called
Maria, I miss you most of all
Chorus
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11. |
Les Ingénus
04:04
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La chaleur de ta main
Le clair de lune sur la Seine
La mélodie de la troupe
La musique américaine
Nous sommes jeunes et vrai
Sous les étoiles
De Van Gogh
Et de Verlaine
La poésie du soir
Le vent souffle sous les longues jupes
Vous êtes Les Ingénus
Nous aimons ce jeu de dupes
Je t’aime, je t’aime
Tu es belle
La vie est d’aimer
Ce qui est beau
Avec toi, Il y a toujours de soleil
Et il ne fait pas de mal à tomber
Le monde est parfait
Et couvert de fleurs
Ma chéri, je t’aime de tous mon coeur
Sur le pont Saint-Michel
Un piaf chante une chanson
Pour la Ville-Lumière
La rose de Napoléon
La France est belle
Cette terre est belle
La vie est d’aimer
Ce qui est beau
La chaleur de ta main
Le clair de lune sur la Seine
La mélodie de la troupe
La musique américaine
Nous sommes jeunes et vrai
Sous les étoiles
De Van Gogh
Et de Verlaine
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Last night and the night before
The Morris sisters knocked on my door
I opened the door and let them in
The little one hit me with a bottle of gin
Just can’t understand
The trouble two sisters cause for one man
The tall one is quiet and the little one’s loud
They’re gonna send this man right up to the clouds
I’m gonna warn you! (Warn you)
Don’t scuff my shoes (Scuff my shoes)
I’m gonna tell the boys (Tell the boys)
Boys those sisters ain’t nothin but noise
I can’t sleep anymore
I put a big chair in front of the door
But the Morris girls they broke it down
If I had any sense I’d move outta town
Last night and the night before
The Morris sisters knocked on my door
Tweetin in my ears like gosippy birds
Well, I’m fine as long as they hit the fifth and the third
I don’t mind when they chat about the fellas
I got my eye on my on Miss Mia Bella
Emily’s hitched and Rebecca’s a nun
But every time I see em it’s a barrel of fun
I’m gonna warn you! (Warn you)
I’m gonna shuffle my shoes (Shuffle my shoe)
You better watch out boys (Watch out boys)
Me and those sisters make some kind of noise
I won’t say anymore
Truth is I love when they knock on my door
Even when they chase me with a rolling pin
I’m always happy to see ‘em again
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Julian Saporiti Portland, Oregon
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