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There's a place for us
Somewhere a place for us
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere
There's a time for us
Someday there'll be a time for us
Time together with time to spare
Time to learn
Time to care
Someday, somewhere
We'll find a new way of living
We'll find there's a way of forgiving
Somewhere
There's a place for us
A time and a place for us
Hold my hand and we're half way there
Hold my hand
And I'll take you there
Somehow
Someday, somewhere
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she wore red shoes by the newsstand
as the rain splashed the nickle
spilled like chablis along the midway
there’s a little bluejay
in a red dress, on a sad night
one straw in a rootbeer
a compact with a cracked mirror
and a bottle of evening in paris perfume
whats this sad tune
he told her to wait by the magazines
he had to take care of some business it seems
bring a raincoat
and a suitcase
and your dark eyes
and wear those red shoes
there’s a dark huddle at the bus stop
unbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet
li’l caesar got caught
he was goin down to second
he was cooled
changing stations on the chamber
to steal a diamond
from a jewelry store for his baby
he loved the way she looked
in those red shoes
she waited by the drugstore
caesar had never been this late before
and the dogs bayed the moon
and rattled their chains
and the cold jingle of taps in a puddle
was the burgler alarm
snitchin on caesar
now the rain washes memories from the sidewalks
and the hounds splash down the nickle
full of soldiers
and santa claus is drunk in the ski room
and it’s christmas eve
in a sad cafe
when the moon gels this way
there’s a little blue jay
by the newsstand
wearing red shoes
so meet me tonight by the drugstore
we’re goin out tonight
wear your red shoes
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hey charley i’m pregnant
and living on 9th street
right above a dirty bookstore
off euclid avenue
and i stopped takin dope
and i quit drinkin whiskey
and my old man plays the trombone
and works out at the track
and he says that he loves me
even though its not his baby
and he says that he’ll raise him up
like he would his own son
and he gave me a ring
that was worn by his mother
and he takes me out dancin
every saturday nite
and hey charley i think about you
everytime i pass a fill in station
on account of all the grease
you used to wear in your hair
and i still have that record
of little anthony & the imperials
but someone stole my record playa
now how do you like that?
hey charley i almost went crazy
after mario got busted
so i went back to omaha to
live with my folks
but everyone i used to know
was either dead or in prison
so i came back to minneapolis
this time i think i’m gonna slay
hey charley i think i’m happy
for the first time since my accident
and i wish i had all the money
that we used to spend on dope
i’d buy me a used car lot
and i wouldn’t sell any of em
i’d just drive a different car
every day, dependin on how
i feel
hey charley
for chrissakes
do you want to know the
truth of it?
i don’t have a husband
he don’t play the trombone
and i need to borrow money
to pay this lawyer
and charley, hey
i’ll be eligible for parole
come valentines day.
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4. |
Romeo Is Bleeding
04:52
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romeo is bleeding but not so as you’d notice
he’s over on 18th street as usual
lookin so hard against the hood of his car
and puttin out a cigarette in his hand
and for all the pachucos at the pumps
at romeros paint and body
they all seein how far they can spit
well it was just another night
but now they’re huddled in the brake lights of a 58 belair
and listenin to how romeo killed a sherrif with his knife
and they all jump when they hear the sirens
but romeo just laughs and says
all the racket in the world ain’t never gonna
save that coppers ass
he’ll never see another summertime for gunnin down my brother
and leavin him like a dog beneath a car without his knife
and romeo says hey man gimme a cigarette
and they all reach for their pack
and frankie lights it for him and pats him on the back
and throws a bottle at a milk truck
and as it breaks he grabs his nuts
and they all know they could be just like romeo
if they only had the guts
but romeo is bleeding but nobody can tell
and he sings along with the radio
with a bullet in his chest
and he combs back his fenders
and they all agree its clear
that every thing is cool now that romeos here
but romeo is bleeding
and he winces now and then and he leans against
the car door and feels the blood in his shoes
and someones crying in the phone booth
at the 5 points by the store
romeo starts his engine
and wipes the blood off of the door
and he brodys through the signal
with the radio full blast
leavin the boys there hikin up their chinos
and they all try to stand like romeo
beneath the moon cut like a sickle
and they’re talkin now in spanish about their hero
but romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket
and he climbs to the balcony at the movies
and he’ll die without a wimper
like every heros dream
just an angel with a bullet
and cagney on the screen
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5. |
$29.00
08:15
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little black girl in a red dress
on a hot night with a broken shoe
little black girl you shoulda never left home
there’s probly someone that’s still waitin up for you
it’s cold back in chicago
but in los angeles it’s worse
when all you got is $29.00 and an alligator purse
i see already that vulture in the fleetwood
with the shartruse hood
can see you’re trying to get your bearings
and you say hey which ways the main stem
and where ever you say you’re from
and he’ll come on and make you feel
like you grew up right next door to him
and you say take a left on central
and he throws it in reverse
cause you only got $29.00 and an alligator purse
and he’ll come on like a gentleman
and you’ll be a little shy
you say jour ex old man was a sax player
he’ll say baby i used to play bass for sly
and you say you like his cadillac, say honey i got 2 or 3
he’ll say sweetheart you’re sure fortunate
that you ran into me
when you’ve done a dime in the joint
you figure nothin could be worse
and you got $29.00 in an alligator purse
well he got pharaoh on the 8 track
you start smokin a little boo
you thinkin gettin out of chicago was the
best thing that ever happened to you
startin to like it already
this cat seems to be cool
and he says honey i know a good hotel out in west hollywood
that’d be just right for you
but he ain’t no good samaritan
he’ll make sure he’s reimbursed
lot more than $29.00 and an alligator purse
now the sirens just an epilog
the cops here always gel there too late
they always stop for coffee on the way to the scene of the crime
then they always try so hard to look just like movie stars
they couldn’t catch a cold
you only wasting your dime
and she’s lucky to be alive
the doctor whispered to the nurse
she only lost a 1/2 pint of blood
$29.00 and an alligator purse.
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6. |
Wrong Side Of The Road
05:14
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put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
when the wolf banes blooming by the tressel
and gel the eyeball of a rooster
and the stones from a ditch
and wash em down with bilge water
and say you’ll never snitch
take the buttons from a yellow jacket
the feather from a buzzard
and the blood from a bounty hunters cold black heart
catch the tears of a widow
in a thimble made of glass
tell your mama and your papa
they can kiss your ass
poison all the water in the wishin well
and hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree
burn down all those honeymoons
put em in a pillow case
and wait next to the switch blades at the amusement park for me
strangle all the christmas carols
scratch out all your prayers
tie em up with barbed wire
and push them down the stairs
and i’ll whittle you a pistol
for keepin nightmares off the blinds
those sunsabitches always seem to sneak up from behind
syphon all the gas from your daddys pickup truck
fill up jonnys I bird
i got a couple bucks
put on little perfume and ribbon in your hair
careful that you don’t wake up the hounds
tear a bolt of lightning
off the side of the sky
and throw it in the cedar chest
if you want me to tell you why
bring the gear shift knob from a 49 merc
and lay down here beside me
let me hold you in the dirt
and you’ll tremble as the flames
tear the throat out of the night
sink your teeth into my shoulder
dig your nails into my back
tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve
you’ll be a woman when i catch you
as you fall in love with me
then with my double barrel shotgun
and a whole box of shells
we’ll celebrate the 4 of july
we’ll do 100 mph
spendin someone elses dough
and we’ll drive all the way to reno
on the wrong side of the road.
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well i come in on a night train
with an arm full of box cars
on the wings of a magpie
cross a hooligan night
and i busted up a chifforobe
way out by the cocomo
cooked up a mess a mulligan
and got into a fight
whistlin past the graveyard
steppin on a crack
i’m a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack
you probably seen me sleepin
out by the railroad tracks
go on and ask the prince of darkness
what about all thet smoke
come from the stack
sometimes i kill myself a jackal
suck out all the blood
steal myself a stationwagon
drivin through the mud
whistlin past the graveyard
steppin on a crack
i’m a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack
i know you seen my headlights
and the honkin of my horn
i’m callin out my bloodhounds
chase the devil through the corn
last night i chugged the mississippi
now that sucker’s dry as a bone
born in a taxi cab
i’m never comin home
whistlin past the graveyard
steppin on a crack
i’m a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack
my eyes have seen the glory
of the drain in of the ditch
i only come to baton rouge
to find myself a witch
i’m-ona snatch me up a
couple of em every time it rains
you see a locomotive
probably thinkin it’s a train
whistlin past the graveyard
steppin on a crack
i’m a mean motherhubbard
papa nne eyed jack
what you think is the sunshine
is just a twinkle in my eye
that ring around my fingers
just the 4th of july
when i get a little bit lonesome
and a tear falls from my cheek
there’s gonna be an ocean in
the middle of the week
whistlin past the graveyard
steppin on a crack
i’m a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack
i rode into town on a night train
with an arm full of box cars
on the wings of a magpie
cross a hooligan night
i’m-ona tear me off a rainbow
and wear it for a tie
i nevn told the truth
so i can never tell a lie
whistlin past the graveyard
steppin on a crack
i’m a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack
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8. |
Kentucky Avenue
04:49
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eddie graces buick got 4 bullet holes in the side
charley delisle sittin at the top of an avocado tree
mrs stormll stab you with a steak knife if you step on her lawn
i got a half pack of lucky strikes man come along with me
let’s fill our pockets with macadamia nuts
then go over to bobby goodmansons
and jump off the roof
hilda plays strip poker
and her mamas across the street
joey navinski says she put her tongue in his mouth
dicky faulkners got a switchblade
and some gooseneck risers
that eucalyptus is a hunchback
there’s a wind up from the south
let me tie you up with kite string
and i’ll show you the scabs on my knee
watch out for the broken glass, put your shoes and socks
on and come along with me
let’s follow that fire truck
i think your house is burnin down
then go down to the hobo jungle and kill some rattle
snakes with a trowel
we’ll break all the windows in the old anderson place
and steal a bunch of boysenberrys
and smear em on our face
i’ll get a dollar from my mamas purse
and buy that sculll and crossbones ring
and you can wear it round your neck on an old piece of string
then we’ll spit on ronnie arnold
and flip him the bird
and slash the tires on the school bus
now don’t say a word
i’ll take a rusty nail and scratch your initials on my arm
and i’ll show you how to sneak up on the roof of the drugstore
take the spokes from your wheelchair
and a magpies wings
and lie em to your shoulders and your feet
i’ll steal a hacksaw from my dad
and cut the braces off your legs
and we’ll bury them tonight in the cornfield
put a church key in your pocket
we’ll hop that freight train in the hall
and we’ll slide down the drain all the way
to new orleans in the fall
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it’s raining it’s pouring
and you didn’t bring a sweater
nebraska’ll never let you come back home
and on hollywood and vine
by the thrifty mart sign
any night i’ll be willin to bet
there’s a young girl
with sweet little wishes
and pretty blue dreams
standin there and gettin all wet
now there’s a place off the drag
called the gilbert hotel
there’s a couple letters burned out in the sign
and it’s better than a bus stop
and they do good business
every time it rains
for sweet little girls
with nothing in their jeans
but sweet little wishes
and pretty blue dreams
now it’s raining it’s pouring
the old man is snoring
now i lay me down to sleep
i hear the sirens in the street
all the dreams are made of chrome
i have no way to gel back home
i’d rather die before i wake
like marilyn monroe
and throw my dreams out in
the street and the
rain will make ‘em grow
now the night clerk he got a club foot
and he’s heard every hard luck story
at least a hundred times or more
he says check out time is 10 am
and that’s just what he means
and you go up the stairs
with sweet little wishes
and pretty blue dreams
now it’s raining it’s pouring
and hollywoods just fine
swindle a little out of her dreams
put a letter in the sign
never trust a scarecrow
wearin’ shades after dark
be careful of that old bow tie he wears
it takes a sweet little bullet
from a pretty blue gun
to put those scarlet ribbons in your hair
no that ain’t no cherry bomb
4th of july’s all done
just some fool playin’ that second line
from the barrel of a pretty blue gun
no that ain’t no cherry bomb
4th of july’s all done
got some fool playin that second line
from the barrel of a pretty blue gun.
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10. |
Blue Valentines
05:50
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she sends me blue valentines
all the way from philadelphia
to mark the anniversary
of someone that i used to be
and it feels just like there’s
a warrant out for my arrest
got me checkin in my rearview mirror
and i’m always on the run
thats why i changed my name
and i didn’t think you’d ever find me here
to send me blue valentines
like half forgotten dreams
like a pebble in my shoe
as i walk these streets
and the ghost of your memory
is the thistle in the kiss
and the burgler that can break a roses neck
it’s the tattooed broken promise
that i hide beneath my sleeve
and i see you every time i turn my back
she sends me blue valentines
though i try to remain at large
they’re insisting that our love
must have a eulogy
why do i save all of this madness
in the nightstand drawer
there to haunt upon my shoulders
baby i know
i’d be luckier to walk around everywhere i go
with a blind and broken heart
that sleeps beneath my lapel
she sends my blue valentines
to remind me of my cardinal sin
i can never wash the guilt
or get these bloodstains off my hands
and it takes a lot of whiskey
to make these nightmares go away
and i cut my bleedin heart out every nite
and i die a little more on each st. valentines day
remember that i promised i would
write you...
these blue valentines
blue valentines
blue valentines
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