1. |
John F Henry
02:42
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John F Henry
They met like some soldiers do
Is that me, baby is that you
Like this all got started
Long before he longing for thee
This is a song about John fucking Henry
That’s how it goes
That’s how it goes
This is a song about Henry fucking John
That’s how it goes
That’s how it goes
That’s just how it goes
Well John and Henry said to they captain
A man ain’t nothin’ but a man
And John and Henry said to they captain
I’m gonna die with that man in my hand
But that can’t be news, it’s always been true
Rob the coins from their eyes and buy a clue
Am I right am I right am I right
Right on
And that hammer that crushed
Them before us
Can take the bus
Can take the bus
Oh yea that hammer that crushed
Them before us
It makes me fuss
Yea it makes me c-c-c-cuss
In this song about John fucking Henry
That’s how it goes
That’s how it goes
This is a song about Henry fucking John
That’s how it goes
That’s how it goes
That’s just how it goes
They met like some soldiers do
Is that me, baby is that you
They met like some soldiers do
Is that me, baby is that you
In this song about John fucking Henry
That’s how it goes
That’s how it goes
This is a song about Henry fucking John
That’s how it goes
That’s how it goes
That’s just how it goes
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2. |
Talk About It
02:39
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Talk About It
The unspoken comes up all the time
Like a coy coy girl
Suck your finger
Then another finger
Spit it out, girl
We all know talking about it has its perils
We all know deep-sea diving can bring up pearls
What’ll it be now, what’ll it be now, boys and girls?
What’ll it be now, what’ll it be now perils or pearls?
Our conversation is a long black tail
Dragging in the mud
This fucking frankness we have
Ain’t seen since Hud
We all know talking about it has its perils
We all know deep-sea diving can bring up pearls
What’ll it be now, what’ll it be now, boys and girls?
What’ll it be now, what’ll it be now perils or pearls?
We can do like all good sailors do
We bail and we sail
Or we could stare our cracks into the ceiling
Or we could feel, or we could feel
We all know talking about it has its perils
We all know deep-sea diving can bring up pearls
What’ll it be now, what’ll it be now, boys and girls?
What’ll it be now, what’ll it be now perils or pearls?
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3. |
My Baby Got the Power
02:54
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My Baby Got the Power
I gave my baby all the power
Cause I’m no fool
She’s my finest hour
I’m her finest tool
Do anything she say
Be anything she say
Turn myself into a stamp
Send myself away
If that makes her day
If that makes her day
I gave my baby all them flowers
Make a cake with me
Me’n me’n she
Her’n her’n me
Do anything she say
Be anything she say
Turn myself into her champ
Maybe gay for pay
If it makes her day
If it makes her day
And she’s got me
And she knows it
And I like it
And its showing
And its rocking
And its sparking
Burning burning
Turning turning
Tina Turbine
Baby-
My baby got all the power
My baby got all the power
I see my baby all alone
Upon her pedestal
I love her crazy
Turn parts of me to stone
Do anything she say
Be anything she say
Yea
I Walk the border-line
That frozen border-line
But I’d rather play
Just wanna hear her say
You made my day
Baby you made my day
And she’s got me
And she knows it
And I love it
And its real
And its nasty
Throwing hands up
Huffin’, puffin’
Virginia Woolf-ing
Hands up hands up
Baby-
My baby got all the power
My baby got all the power
My baby got all the power
And she blows me away
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4. |
I Came With a Hat
02:38
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I Came with a Hat
I may have lost some time
May have been seen
Chasing it (like a hat)
Round down and down
The streets
What am I really shouting at
Seems every hat I know
Has the right to not be seen
With me again
Yet I know every hat I know
Will speak to me
Will speak to me
Will speak to me again
It can’t be god against me
Hunting up my head
Drill down my heart
Drown out my drill
I’m hard as a diamond
Lost a little luster
Ain’t lost my wife
Least not to you buster
I may have lost some time
But I got time still
And any god I know
Will help me
Help me help me
Help me
God gave me a pulse
Now lord gimme the beat
Shake my blood
And find my feet
Rock my blood
Gawd give me
Something to do
B’sides prepare for the flood
And I won’t leave
Without my one true love
And I don’t leave
Without my hat
And any god I know
Will help me
Help me help me help me
Find me back my hat
Find me back my heart
Find me back my hat
Find me back my heart
I came with a hat
I came with a heart
I came with a hat
I came with a heart
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5. |
Call Your Mama
02:57
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Call Your Mama
The obituary page
Is a mess today
Jane Russell, Suze Rotolo
Frankie Buckles (for example)
What can I say
But goodbye to WWI
Say goodbye to that son of a son
Why am I awake
I never knew them
All that vague bad fortune
Why should it make me care – make me cry
I never knew them
Still I miss them still
Already
Already
Already its my turn
So I sit up and learn
Ya know when I get drunk
I call my Brother
Cause I know that he’s been drinkin’ too
And when I get hungry
I look to the South
And when I’m lonely
I shut my mouth
I look I look to the phone
It leaves me alone
And when I really feel like dyin’
I call my Mama
Yea when I really really feel like dyin’
I call my Mama
Cause ya know she really feels like dyin’ too
Yes she do
Yes she do
Yes she do
What else can she do for you
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6. |
Caught a Chill
04:06
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Caught a Chill
I think somebody
Must have left me out in the hall
When I was little, just for a little while
Just long enough, I think I caught a chill
The kind that just don’t go away
And later on if I recall
Somebody made me take
That long walk home alone
For my own good
I think I caught an ache in my heart
The kind that don’t go away
In my heart
The kind that don’t go away
Now when you show me the door
I know what that’s for
And when you tell me to get out
I know what that’s all about
When you say please, baby please
Baby I freeze, I just freeze
I see the boys go by
Dressed in their winter clothes
I’d like to turn their heads
Just for a minute
Just for a minute
God only knows
It looks so good sometimes, the double-up
I’d like to get deep inside that cuddle-up
But I drifted off too far
Out here between a rock and rock-star
North Star
White Star
So near so far
Black tar
No car
Born under a cold cold star
Born under a cold cold star
Now when you show me the door
I know what that’s for
And when you tell me to get out
I know what that’s all about
When you say please, baby please
Baby I freeze, I just freeze
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7. |
Pie
03:32
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Pie
How you can even exist
So real - I can’t resist
It can’t be easy being seen
I’m seeing shades of shades
Of 1950’s green
So strong
It’s obscene
Legs visible under the counter
Legs visible thru the door
I’ve had my pie
So I so I don’t have it any more
What do I have to say - baby
To get you out that door
What do I have to say - baby
Gimme more gimme more gimme more
So this sweet little candy
Is standing in the sun
Askin me - what’ll I have
I wanna hold her
Tightly, immediately
Get her outta that
Candy-wrapper uniform
Legs visible under the counter
Legs visible thru the door
I’ve had my pie
So I so I don’t have it any more
What do I have to say - baby
To get you out that door
What do I have to say - baby
Gimme more gimme more gimme more
Why do I never miss my candy-pie
Till I’m nearly done
Sure gonna miss
That whatta ya havin
Sure gonna miss
That whatta ya havin – Hon
Why do I never miss my candy-pie
Till I’m nearly done
Sure gonna miss
That whatta ya havin
Sure gonna miss
That whatta ya havin - Hon
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8. |
Sad Tranny
03:59
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Sad Tranny
She was slowly learning her lines
She was loving the fall of her skirt
She was toying in the glass
Toying with her past
Yeah, yeah every eyeball on it
Fifty feet tall over everyone
When she falls down at the office
Fifty feet fall all over everyone
There she fall – there she fall
There goes the saddest tranny of them all
She was dreaming of detachment
How it might apply to herself
She was dreaming of a party
Get our girl off the shelf
Yeah, yeah every eyeball on it
Fifty feet tall all over everyone
When she fall off them shoes
Fifty feet fall all over everyone
There she fall – with her fall in her hand
There goes the saddest tranny in the land
There she fall – there she fall
There goes the saddest tranny of them all
Dragging her baggage onto the plane
Swanning her neck in the rain
She such a big girl now - she such a big girl now
She such a big girl now - she such a big girl now
She such a big girl now - she such a big girl now
She’s over Spain
Above the plain
Above the pain
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9. |
Boxing Day
02:44
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Boxing Day
I’ve been up for a very
Long time
Waiting on this day
Where do we ever find
The nerve to say
The things we say these days
So wrong – so wrong – so
wrong
In so many ways
We cut each other off
Without meaning to
It’s all we do these days
Don’t know what else to do –
what else to say
We’re all alone these days
Well it’s no secret
That we gather and we
strangle
In all the coats on the bed
No one can breathe
Each and every one of us
Seeking relief these days
Heard about that precious
baby born yesterday
Real live baby born here today
Got bills to pay
On his very first day
So
Set it out, set it out
Give it all away
It’s Boxing Day – it’s Boxing
Day
For Christ’s sake
It’s Boxing Day
Raise all the boats – always
Been that way
Trader and tradesman – that
Kid at play
Oh come on all ye faithful –
This has always been our way
This is our way
Heard about that precious
baby born yesterday
Real live baby born here today
Got bills to pay
On his very first day
So
Set it out, set it out
Give it all away
It’s Boxing Day – it’s Boxing
Day
For Christ’s sake
It’s Boxing Day
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