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I’ve been sittin' here all alone
Helpless stranded babe by that old telephone
And if I try hard not to think of your face
I go mad my babe I’ma go and tear up the place
But you know
Hell I’ve gotta go
I’ve been sitting here, all on my own
Slightly stumbling babe
I’m a little drunk, a little stoned
And if I try hard not to think of your voice
You told me to be a man my babe not a little boy
But you know
I’ve gotta go
You know you hurt me babe
You made me feel wrong
But after all this time babe
Hell I’m moving Im moving along
Well my love you know that goes deep
You don't want it sprouting babe
All upon your feet
So if I pack my suitcase
I comb my hair
I check my face
I’m gonna get out real quick babe
I'm gonna get out the place
But you know
I’ve gotta go
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Breaking Bottles
05:29
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Well the boys are breaking bottles underneath the bridge
Tradition has always run deep so don’t ask me about it
My baby and I have fun just dancing in the rain
Is it my baby or Saint Academia that’s driving me insane?
Still there are no scores to settle
So at least get out of my way
See I’ve got a date with the devil
And I don’t wanna waste her time
So you can have all of my other days
In spite of my desires
Just don’t touch on today
Cause this one is mine
When we were young we had burning ashes underneath our skin
You couldn’t hold us down for nothin’ so don’t go looking for a reason
When my baby is gone I find love in what burning coals remain
But the heat that rises from death still leaves me freezing just the same
Although my shield of diamonds is brittle
At least it hides my shame
See I keep my friends just for their company
And the many thrills they find
So you can have all of my memories
And read the story of my life
Just don’t touch on today
Cause this one is mine
And if you gave me a second chance to do it all again
Would you still be my friend?
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Will You Be My Baby?
03:59
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In the night
When all the boys are stepping in stride
Well I just take a short ride
Down to the plains
Lost in the rain
All about where you reside
And everything I wanna say
Was stricken down by the backhand of your wave
That’s just from where I stand and that’s when I heard
“Will you be my baby?”
You’re everything I wanted and more
Standing at my front door
Everything I’m thinking tonight
Well they play over 'til the B-side
On the porch light you stood all up in your hood
You had me shake and flail upon the ground
Yes and everything I wanna know
Was put down on the low
But that’s just from where I stand and that’s when I heard
“Will you be my baby?”
“Will you be my baby?"
Yes and everything I wanted to say
Like “I love you”
I read it in the black and white newspaper that day
Will you be my baby?
Picture this, Im with the homies in the summer's bliss
I was just tryna take the piss yeah
It was well understood you were up to no good
I don’t wanna talk about this
Yeah well everything I want know
Was put down on the low low low low
That’s just from where I stand and that’s when I heard
“Will you be my baby?”
Will you be my baby?
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Blood Cake
05:41
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You asked me how it would be
And where would you go?
And I said I love you but
Getting back on the track,
I said "probably to the floor,
That way I'll still be above you" and
I don't mind killin' time
With the justice and the hamburger man
Just as long as maybe
Give me back my honey, my sugar, and my baby
Now all of your books have slowly become your autograph
And oh that phonograph seems so pornographic
And now everybody everywhere makes you sick
So get in line my darlin'
You always been my pick
You said please follow me
Out among the trees
See what I found there
She was hidden, her blood was drippin' off the mansions eaves, and I think you once knew her
I don't mind killing time
All alone
In my home
Reasons why have all begun to beat and batter my bones
Now oh butler go and tell the men to comb and part their hair
And tell 'em to buy the finest suits
That blood can make
Everybody everywhere acting so fake
And all at the parties they were serving up blood cake
Now all of your scripture is your autograph
And oh that phonograph seems so pornographic to me
It's getting so dark I can hardly see
And all at the parties they were serving up blood cake
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If You Are Alone
05:51
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If you are alone
Well I'll be the one to take you home
If you are scared
Well don't be, I won't touch one of your hairs
Are you a fool?
Well pack up your bags we're leaving this school
What have you learned
From the ashes that fly from the books that you've burned
I know we can make it
Why you want to go and break it?
It's been you, always been you all my life
I don't really wanna fake it
I think we can make it, if we make love tonight
They set a tone, for all of the nasty stuff that you did
Oh well I know, they've been harping on that since I was just a kid
Why you want and go and shake it
Sticks and stones, they want to break it
It's been you all my life
I think we can make it, if we go and shake it
And we make love tonight
If you are alone
Well I'll be the one to take you home
If you are alone
Well I'll be the one to take you home
They said "get home" somebody out there must be missin' the kid
Through cities I roam, I've been learning from all the stuff that i did
Like playing the part of the jealous scar on a lonely heart
Just playing the fool, when all of my friends said "keep it cool"
Why you want to go and fake it, sticks and stones wanna break it
It's been you, always been you all my life
I know we can make it, if we go on and shake it
And we make love tonight
If you are alone
Well I'll be the one to take you home
If you are alone
Well I'll be the one to take you home
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A man loves his whiskey, babe
More than his woman
And it hurt her so bad
Hurt her so bad
In the morning light
First time I came down here my baby I knew how it worked
First you pay the man
Then you sleep in
The dirt
Now that I’m older my baby
And a little more wise
I drink turpentine
And a bottle of
Red wine
Well a man loves his whiskey baby
More than his woman
And it hurt her so bad
In the morning time
Well a man loves his whiskey baby
A little more than he should
Or he ever could
Every morning of his life
Well there once was this angel my baby
Up in heaven’s holy choir
But he could not resist
The temptation of
Human desire
He went down to the water’s edge
To wash off his sin
But the weight of his habit
Could not keep him from
Breathing again
First time I came down here my baby I thought I was wise
But I was taken advantage of
By all of the people
I thought were so very kind
Well a man loves his whiskey babe
More than his woman
And it hurt her so bad
In the morning light
Well a man loves his whiskey babe
A little more than he should
Or he ever could
Every morning of his life
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I woke up one morning with my head on spit
And I don’t know what to do in spite of all of it
I’ve got a headache and a rotgut too
And I don’t know where my eyes are to look and what my hands are to do
I hear Kathleen on the church bells
I hear her name from the bowels of hell
I said no I won’t take you home
I said no I won’t take you home
I’m walking the streets tonight and I’ve had a few
I’m kneeling down in the dirt, a lost man without a pew
I hear Kathleen on the butcher’s voice
I hear name from all of the boys
I said no I won’t take you home
I said no I won’t take you home
I said no I won’t take you home again Kathleen
I said no I won’t take you home
I said no I won’t take you home
I said no I won’t take you home again Kathleen
There’s blood in my eyes and I can’t see
There’s blood in my eyes and I can’t see
There’s blood in my eyes and I can’t see
Not in your dreams
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I'm Just A Man
04:34
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Well I went out there to the valley of the dead
Thats where those demons said 'go get me God’s fat head'
I had to weigh the options
Am I better off alive or dead?
Could I do my thing, or should I live my old life instead?
I got so down that I got to the top of the hill
That’s when I wept with joy, I got my first fresh kill
If I could make it out in the wild
I wouldn’t feel like a little child
I could do my thing at least for a little while
I took the long way around, I took a walkabout
The only thing I ever learned was how hard the kids twist and shout
And of the weather patterns most popular
It's only thunder when it comes to her
She taught me to be kind
and I taught her something else...
But you know, well
I’m just a man with a shaking in his bones
I'm just a man with an aching in his bones
I’m just a man I don't ever want to be alone
But that’s okay as long as you keep my casket closed
I’m just a man with a shaking in his bones
I'm just a man with and I never want to be alone
I'm just a man with an aching in his bones
But that's okay
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9. |
Do You Think Of Me?
04:42
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You said quit hanging around
You're always barking in my backyard
Just like the ghost of shadow hound
Do you think of me?
When you're floating through a town
In a twenty first century
Cause I thought of you
(Quite often too)
And in my dreams when I walk
I walk with you
Does that sound lame?
Maybe I should just retire
into the mire of folkloric fame
And not have to change
My name
To Dylan or Pop
Or Mr Jim James
What can I say?
Hope you can change your heart
Come at me like any day
Cause I'd pick you up
(Right where we left off)
Tell you I loved you
Tell you I got hard not soft
Just like your lips
Or your porcelain cheeks
Which ones? Take your pick
Cause I loved all of you
(You said you did too)
But people change
I guess I got some changing to do
Do you think of me?
When you hear a good song?
When you go watch your TV?
Do you think of me?
When you hear a good song?
When you go and watch your TV?
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The day the singer of the band died
The band did not know what to do
They found themselves a tuba player
And a boy who could play the kazoo
Agreed they would not find another
Until his voice had cleared the room
Right on cue the rolling thunder review
His transmission was coming through
The day the singer of the band died
Everyone came around
All the boys with the long hairdos
All the girls hurried in their night gowns
The guitarist had himself a baby
The drummer made a solemn vow
He’d be playing with that same old bassist
Once a year at the military gala ball
The band did not know what to do
Put out their hands for shakes down the altar pew
The band did not know what to say
But “Oh what a mess you have made!”
But the band did not know where to run
They realized they were the only ones having some fun
The band did not know how to smile
They said “He is Lazarus babe, always been
Rise now in all black style”
The day the singer of the band died
Nobody knew what to say
If you are alone I’ll be the one to take you home
And the clouds they all rolled away
Autoerotic asphyxiation
That was the only known cause
What can I say man he was a lover
But every man has his flaws
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Po Lazarus Montreal, Québec
Lazarus had to live twice. This was a raw deal. In accordance with the grandiose acts of divine men, we’re now playing for our lives. Devout music boys, just trying to keep things civil while the guitar sweats.
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