1. |
Three Chords
00:59
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Well I can play 3 chords on this old, homemade guitar
sound just like Van Morrison (in his better days)
and if you could stop me, you would have already
'cause I can play 3 chords on this old, homemade guitar
sound just like Van Morrison (in his better days)
and if you could stop me, you would have already
'cause jealousy is obviously killing you
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2. |
No One Will Laugh
02:34
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Oh you can make a mess of the simplest song
And no one will laugh
No no one will laugh
You can make a mess of the simplest song
And no one will laugh at you
You can make a mess of the simplest song
And no one will laugh
No no one will laugh
You can make a mess of the simplest song
And no one will laugh at you
And if they do
They can blow me, too
'Cause no one should laugh at you
You can make a mess of the simplest song
And no one will laugh
No no one will laugh
You can make a mess of the simplest song
And no one will laugh at you
Oh you can make a mess of the simplest song
And no one will laugh
No no one will laugh
You can make a mess of the simplest song
And no one will laugh at you
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3. |
The Tulips on the Table
02:47
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Tulips on the table
mean that spring is on the way
the sun shines through the window like it hasn't shown in days
and lately you don't listen to a single thing I say
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
I come home from work and you say it's nice to se you
I take off my jacket and say, "Nice to see you, too"
But I can't help but notice you hate everything I do
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
The kids are at your folk's this weekend
it's just you and me
we can do anything we want
we're as free as we can be
but we can't seem to pick a movie we both want to see
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
Tulips on the table
mean that spring is on the way
and the sun shines through the window like it hasn't shown in days
and lately you don't listen to a single thing I say
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
My baby don't love me anymore
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4. |
Food and Pussy
02:14
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What do you want?
I want food and pussy!
How come?
It's just the way God made me.
Is that alright?
I guess it must be ok...
Hoo bop bop bop
Shengalengalengleng
What do you want?
I want food and pussy!
How come?
It's just the way God made me.
Is that allright?
I guess it must be ok...
Hoo bop bop bop
Shengalengalengleng
Two little children, lyin' in bed
One was sick, the other 'most dead
Went to the doctor and the doctor said
What do you want?
I want food and pussy! How come?
It's just the way God made me.
Is that allright?
I guess it must be ok...
Hoo bop bop bop
Shengalengalengleng
What do you want?
I want food and pussy!
How come?
It's just the way God made me.
Is that allright?
I guess it must be ok...
Hoo bop bop bop
Shengalengalengleng
Went to the doctor and the doctor said
The only thing that we can do is cut off your head
We'll send it to Berlin
Where I have a friend
He'll fix it like it's sposed to be and mail it back again
Oh what do you want?
I want food and pussy!
How come?
It's just the way God made me.
Is that allright?
I guess it must be ok...
Hoo bop bop bop
Shengalengalengleng
What do you want?
I want food and pussy!
How come?
It's just the way God made me.
Is that allright?
I guess it must be ok...
Hoo bop bop bop
Shengalengalengleng
What do you want?
I want food and pussy!
How come?
It's just the way God made me.
Is that allright?
I guess it must be ok...
Hoo bop bop bop
Shengalengalengleng
What do you want?
I want food and pussy!
How come?
It's just the way God made me.
Is that allright?
I guess it must be ok...
Hooooooooooo
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5. |
Fight My Way Out
03:12
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I'm ready
to fight my way
out of this ghetto
Well I just got home from work
and I'm sick and tired of painting doors
it's all I can do to take it
but I about had it anymore
Oh I'm ready
to fight my way
outta this ghetto
And I'm goin to have to go to the store and
buy some milk, some crackers and some bread
it's not a great lot of fun, but it's better than bein' dead
Oh I'm ready
to fight my way
outta this ghetto
Tomrrow morning I'm gonna get up
I'm gonna do the same goddamned thing
makes me think about the American way of life,
and lettin' freedom ring
Oh I'm ready
to fight my way
outta this ghetto
So good night Ladies and Gentlemen
It's time to go to bed
and forget about all the damn laquer fumes boiling around in my head
Oh I'm ready
to fight my way
outta this ghetto
And I'm so tired of thinking about quittin' smoking
staying up too late
I'd like to buy a little shack in the beach in Mexico
and sell bait
Oh I'm ready
to fight my way
outta this ghetto
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6. |
Shackles and Chains
02:16
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I got a job, 3 kids and a wife
I gotta baseball cap and a swiss army knife
and I guess i'd have to say I can't complain
but i think almost every day
i wanna leave this mess; make my
getwaway
And throw off
these shackles and chains
shackles and chains
shackles and chains
I wanna throw off these shackles and chains
I got a job, 3 kids and a wife
I gotta baseball cap and a swiss army knife
and I guess i'd have to say I can't complain
but i think almost every day
i wanna leave this mess; make my getwaway
And throw off these shackles and chains
shackles and chains
shackles and chains
I wanna throw off these shackles and chains
shackles and chains
shackles and chains
I wanna throw off these shackles and chains
I got a job, 3 kids and a wife
I gotta baseball cap and a swiss army knife
and I guess i'd have to say I can't complain
but i think almost every day
i wanna leave this mess; make my getwaway
And throw off these shackles and chains
shackles and chains
shackles and chains
I wanna throw off these shackles and chains
shackles and chains
shackles and chains
I wanna throw off these shackles and chains
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7. |
Here in the Kitchen
01:28
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I just love
to stand by the window
here in the kitchen
watch it rain
there is no
rhyme or reason
and there is nothing to explain
when I stand by the window
here in the kitchen
watch it rain
and i don't care if the phone should ring
and i don't care if the doorbell ring
i will stand here by the window
here in the kitchen
watch it rain
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8. |
My Little Bitty Pee Pee
02:10
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Well yesterday I was just another white guy
Uh-huh
But I'm a blues man today
I can hear those colored girls singing in the background
Woo hoo just like in the bathtub
It's a thang thang thang thang thang thang thang thang thang thang thang
I'm a white guy
But I'm a blues man today
And just like all the rest of us
I'm a little bit ashamed
Of my
My little bitty pee-pee
Pee-pee
Little bitty pee-pee
My little bitty pee-pee
I-i'm ashamed of my little bitty pee-pee
My little bitty pee-pee
My little bitty pee-pee
My little bitty pee-pee
My little bitty pee-pee
My little bitty pee-pee
My little bitty pee-pee
My little bitty pee-pee
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9. |
Work Song
02:17
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I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
I got all... The fuckin' work I need
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10. |
Po Po Dancing
02:34
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Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po Dancin'
Down on the bayou
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po Dancin'
Down on the bayou
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po Dancin'
Down on the bayou
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po Dancin'
Down on the bayou
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po, Po Po Dancin'
Po Po Dancin'
Down on the bayou
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11. |
The Day Is Over
01:49
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Tired of workin'
And I'm tired of comin' home
And I'm tired of gettin' up in the mornin'
And I'm tired to the bone
Oh the day is over
I'm tired of gettin' up in the mornin'
And I'm tired of goin' to work
And I'm tired of talkin'
Oooh the day is over
And I'm tired of having to brush my teeth
And I'm tired of having to put on new clothes
And I'm tired of comin' home in the evenin'
Ooooh the day is over
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12. |
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What does it feel like to get shot in the head?
Every night I watch my daughter fallin' from a mile-high bridge.
Sometimes the chainsaw bucks out of the log
Will I ever win the lottery?
These are a few of my, a few of my favorite things.
What is it like to take your space helmet off on the moon?
Sit in the gas chamber, falsely accused?
Sometimes the telephone rings at 3 a.m.
When the doctor have bad news
These are a few of my, a few of my favorite things.
Will I someday see the light of the coming saint?
I see my house surrounded by fire trucks and flashing lights
Sometimes people get out in the nick of time
Is that car going to stop?
These are a few of my, a few of my favorite things.
What does it feel like to get shot in the head?
Every night I watch my daughter fallin' from a mile-high bridge.
Sometimes the chainsaw bucks out of the log
Will I ever win the lottery?
These are a few of my, a few of my favorite things.
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13. |
The Coolest Blues Ever
02:50
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14. |
Havana Burning
02:39
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If I had a pistol I could join a revolution
Just like Che, imagine me
Hunkered down low in the sugarcane
Watching Havana burning
They might say listen here
We got no soap and we got no beer
We fight for the Truth and the Truth is clear
I say, who you gotta know to get a gun around here?
I wanna see Havana burning
And if you'd let me join in me and Che
Would be the best of friends, we'd wait for the day
Someone to say, put on your camouflage vest
And your black beret and let's go watch Havana burning
If I had a pistol I could join a revolution
Just like Che, imagine me
Hunkered down low in the sugarcane
Watching Havana burning
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15. |
Dr. Gunter
03:33
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Oh the wax
on the bottle
holdin' the candle
that's burnin
like true love
on the middle of the table
is bringing me down
whoa oh oh
it's bringing me down
so down
so down
Dr Gunter you can help me --
put another beer down over here
Oh the pretty girls have all gone home
and the ugly ones
prefer to be alone
amd the ones at the bar
already know me all to well
go to hell
It's bringing me down
whoa oh oh
It's bringing me down
so down
put another beer down over here
Oh the only things he has right
is to turn out the light
in the middle of the night
what a rude thing to do
bringing me down
oh it's bringing me down
Dr Gunter you can help me --
bring another beer down over here
Oh the wax
on the bottle
holding the candle
that's a burnin
like true love
in the middle of the table
is bringing me down
whoa oh oh oh it's bringing me down
Dr Gunter you can help me
put another beer down over here
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16. |
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I've already gone my separate way
There's so many things
I don't dare to say
And it cursed me
as the band starts to play
And the drum goes so slow
it just drags behind
even I don't know
what's on my mind
So i sit and stare
and I tap my chair
to the World's Slowest Blues
This all reminds me of that dream
Where you try to run; you try to scream
But your heavy feet
Just drag to the beat
of the World's Slowest Blues
and I've already gone my separate way
there's so many things i don't dare to say
and it cursed me
as the band starts to play
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18. |
Clean Elvis
02:44
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I inject pure kryptonite
Into my brain
It improves my kung-fu
And it eases the pain during
Acceleration
When the pedal hits the floor
This thing burns nitroglycerin
And powdered C4
And I will always love you
I drive a modified
T-series Lola
It's kind of heavy
But I like the feel
When I say Vietnam
It sounds just like coca-cola
I believe most anything
As long as it's not real
And I will always love you
I battled aliens
From outer space
They got one eye right
In the middle of their face
I grab my laser gun
I know my place
Somebody's got to save
The human race
And I will always love you
It seems hopeless
But wouldn't you know
They got a weakness
And they let it show
They can't jump
And they're a little bit slow
When I say world war 2 I mean the video
And I
- help me elvis I
- help me elvis I
-come on now elvis
I can't help
Falling in love with you
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