1. |
Heartattack And Vine
04:50
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liar liar with your pants
on fire, white spades hang-
in’ on the telephone wire,
gamblers reevaluate along
the dotted line, you’ll
never recognize yourself
on heartattack and vine.
doctor lawyer beggar
man thief, philly joe remark-
able looks on in disbelief,
if you want a taste of mad-
ness, you’ll have to wait in
line, you’ll probably see
someone you know on
heartattack and vine.
boney’s high on china
white, shorty found a punk,
don’t you know there ain’t
no devil, there’s just god
when he’s drunk, well this
stuff will probably kill
you, let’s do another line,
what you say you meet me
down on heartattack and
vine.
see that little jersey girl
in the see-through top,
with the peddle pushers
sucking on a soda pop, well
i bet she’s still a virgin but
it’s only twenty-five ’til
nine, you can see a million
of ’em on heartattack and
vine.
better off in iowa against
your scrambled eggs, than
crawling down cahuenga
on a broken pair of legs,
you’ll find your ignorance
is blissful every goddamn
time, you’re waitin’ for the
rtd on heartattack and vine.
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2. |
In Shades
04:25
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[Instrumental]
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it’s too early for the cir-
cus, it’s too late for the
bars, no one’s sleepin’ but
the paperboys, and no one
in this town is makin’ any
noise, but the dogs and the
milkmen and me.
the girls around here all
look like cadillacs, no one
likes a stranger here, i’d
come home but i’m afraid
that you won’t take me
back, but i’d trade off every-
thing just to have you near.
i know i’m irresponsible
and i don’t behave, and i
ruin everything that i do,
and i’ll probably get ar-
rested when i’m in my
grave, but i’ll be savin’ all
my love for you.
i paid fifteeen dollars for
a prostitute, with too much
makeup and a broken shoe,
but her eyes were just a
counterfeit, she tried to
gyp me out of it, but you
know that i’ m still in love
with you.
don’t listen to the rumors
that you hear about me,
cause i ain’t half as bad as
they make me out to be,
well i may lose my mind
but baby can’t you see, that
i’ll be savin’ all my love for
you.
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4. |
Downtown
04:44
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red pants and the sugar-
man in, the temple street
gloom, drinkin’ chivas
regal in a four dollar room,
just another dead soldier in
a powder blue night, sugar-
man says baby everything’s
alright, goin’ downtown
down downtown.
montclaire de havelin
doin’ the st. vitus dance,
lookin’ for someone to
chop the lumber in his
pants, how am i gonna un-
load all of this ice and all
this mink, all the traffic in
the street but it’s so hard
to think, goin’ downtown
down downtown.
frankie’s wearin’ lipstick
pierre cardin, i swear to
god i seen him holdin’
hands with jimmy bond,
sally’s high on crank and
hungry for some sweets,
she’s fern in the· sheets but
she’s butch in the streets,
goin’ downtown down
downtown.
it’s the cool of the even-
ing the sun’s goin’ down, i
want to hold you in my
arms i want to push you
around, i want to break
your bottle and spill out all
your charms, come on
baby we’ll set off all
the burglar alarms, goin’
downtown down downtown.
red pants and the sugar-
man in the temple, drinkin’
chivas regal in a four dollar
room, just another dead
soldier in a powder blue
night, red pants turns to
sugarman and says every-
thing’s alright, goin’ down-
town down downtown.
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5. |
Jersey Girl
05:11
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got no time for the corner
boys, down in the street
makin’ all that noise, don’t
want no whores on eighth
avenue, cause tonight i’m
gonna be with you.
cause tonight i’m gonna
take that ride, across the
river to the jersey side, take
my baby to the carnival,
and i’ll take you on all the
rides, sing sha la la Ia Ia Ia
sha la la Ia.
down the shore every-
thing’s alright, you with
your baby on a saturday
night, don’t you know that
all my dreams come true,
when i’m walkin’ down the
street with you, sing sha Ia
la Ia la Ia sha la la la.
you know she thrills me
with all her charms, when
i’m wrapped up in my
baby’s arms, my little an-
gel gives me everything, i
know someday that she’ll
wear my ring.
so don’t bother me cause
i got no time, i’m on my
way to see that girl of mine,
nothin’ else matters in this
whole wide world, when
you’re in love with a jersey
girl, sing sha la la la Ia Ia la.
and i call your name, i
can’t sleep at night, sha la
Ia la Ia Ia Ia.
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6. |
'Til The Money Runs Out
04:25
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check this strange beverage that falls out from the
sky, splashin’ bagdad on
the hudson in panther martin’s eyes, he’s high and
outside wearin’ candy ap-
ple red, scarlet gave him
twenty seven stitches in his
head, with a pint of green
chartruse ain’t nothin’
seems right, you buy the
sunday paper on a saturday
night.
can’t you hear the
thunder someone stole my
watch, i sold a quart of
blood and bought a half a
pint of scotch, some one
tell those chinamen on
telegraph canyon road,
when you’re on the bill
with the spoon there ain’t
no time to unload, so bye
bye baby baby bye bye.
droopy stranger lonely
dreamer toy puppy and the
prado, we’re laughin’ as
they piled into olmos’ el
dorado, jesus, whispered
eni meany miney moe,
they’re too proud to duck
their heads that’s why they
bring it down so low, so
bye bye baby baby bye bye.
the pointed man is smack
dab in the middle of july,
swingin’ from the rafters in
his brand new tie, he said i
can’t go back to that hotel
room all they do is shout,
but i’ll stay wichew baby
till the money runs out, so
bye bye baby baby bye bye.
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7. |
On The Nickel
06:19
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sticks and stones will break my bones, but i al-
ways will be true, and
when your mama is dead
and gone, i’ll sing this lul-
labye just for you, and what
becomes of all the little
boys, who never comb
their hair, well they’re
lined up all around the
block, on the nickel over
there.
so you better bring a
bucket, there is a hole in
the pail, and if you don’t
get my letter, then you’ll
know that i’m in jail, and
what becomes of all the lit-
tle boys, who never say
their prayers, well they’re
sleepin’ like a baby, on the
nickel over there.
and if you chew tobacco,
and wish upon a star, well
you’ll find out where the
scarecrows sit, just like
punchlines between the
cars, and i know a place
where a royal flush, can
never beat a pair, and even
thomas jefferson, is on the
nickel over there.
so ring around the rosie,
you’re sleepin’ in the rain,
and you’re always late for
supper, and man you let me
down again, i thought i
heard a mockingbird, roos-
evelt knows where, you
can skip the light, with
grady tuck, on the nickel
over there.
so what becomes of all
the little boys, who run
away from home, well the
world just keeps gettin’
bigger, once you get out on
your own, so here’s to all
the little boys, the sandman
takes you where, you’ll be
sleepin’ with a pillowman,
on the nickel over there.
so let’s climb up through
that button hole, and we’ll
fall right up the stairs, and
i’ll show you where the
short dogs grow, on the nickel over there.
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8. |
Mr. Siegal
05:14
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i spent all my money in
a mexican whorehouse,
across the street from a
catholic church, and then i
wiped off my revolver, and
i buttoned up my burgundy
shirt, i shot the morning in
the back, with my red
wings on, i told the sun
he’d better go back down,
and if i can find a book of
matches, i’m goin’ to burn
this hotel down.
you got to tell me brave
captain, why are the wicked
so strong, how do the
angels get to sleep, when
the devil leaves his porch-
light on.
well i dropped thirty
grand on the nugget slots, i
had to sell my ass on fre-
mont street, and the drum-
mer said there’s sanctuary,
over at the bagdad room,
and now it’s one for the
money, two for the show,
three to get ready, and go
man go, i said tell me mr.
siegal, how do i get out of
here.
well willard’s knocked
out on a bottle of heat,
drivin’ dangerous curves
across the dirty sheets, he
said man you ought to see
her, when her parents are
gone, man you ought to
hear her when the siren’s
on.
you got to tell me brave
captain, why are the wicked
so strong, how do the
angels get to sleep, when
the devil leaves his porch-
light on.
don’t you know that ain’t
no broken bottle, that i
picked up in my head-
lights, on the other side of
the nevada line, where they
live hard die young, and
have a good lookin’ corpse
every time, well the pit-
boss said i should keep
movin’, this is where you
go when you die, and so i
shot a black beauty, and i
kissed her right between
the eyes.
well willard’s knocked
out on a bottle of heat,
drivin’ dangerous curves
across the dirty sheets, he
said when the bitch is
wound up, and her parents
are gone, man you ought to
hear her with the siren on.
you got to tell me brave
captain, why are the wicked
so strong, how do the
angels get to sleep, when
the devil leaves his porchlight on.
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9. |
Ruby's Arms
05:35
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i will leave behind all of
my clothes, i wore when i
was with you, all i need’s
my railroad boots, and my
leather jacket, as i say
goodbye to ruby’s arms, al-
though my heart is break-ing, i will steal away out
through your blinds, for
soon you will be waking.
the morning light has
washed your face, and
everything is turning blue
now, hold on to your pil-
low case there’s nothing i
can do now, as i say good-
bye to ruby’s arms, you’ll
find another soldier, and i
swear to god by christ-
mastime, there’ll be some-
one else to hold you.
the only thing i’m taking
is the scarf off of your
clothesline, i’ll hurry past
your chest of drawers, and
your broken wind chimes,
as i say goodbye i’ll say
goodbye, say goodbye to
ruby’s arms.
i’ll feel my way down the
darken hall, and out into
the morning, the hobos at
the freightyards, have kept
their fires burning, so jesus
christ. this goddamn rain,
will some one put me on a
train, i’ll never kiss your
lips again, or break your
heart, as i say goodbye i’ll
say goodbye, say goodbye
to ruby’s arms.
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