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COCAINE BLUES (aka TRANSFUSION BLUES) (T.J. Arnall) Johnny Cash - 1958

Early one mornin' while makin' the rounds

I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my woman down

I went right home and I went to bed

I stuck that lovin' 44 beneath my head

Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun

Took a shot of cocaine and away I run

Made a good run but I ran too slow

They overtook me down in Juarez Mexico

Late in the hot joints takin' the pills

In walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown

You're the dirty heck that shot your woman down

Said yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee If you've got the warrant just a-read it to me

Shot her down because she made me sore

I thought I was her daddy but she had five more

When I was arrested I was dressed in black

They put me on a train and they took me back Had no friend for to go my bail

They slapped my dried up carcass in that county jail

Early next mornin' bout a half past nine

I spied the sheriff coming down the line

Ah, and he coughed as he cleared his throat

He said come on you dirty heck into that district court

Into the courtroom my trial began

Where I was handled by twelve honest men

Just before the jury started out I saw the little judge commence to look about

In about five minutes in walked the man

Holding the verdict in his right hand

The verdict read murder in the first degree I hollered Lawdy Lawdy, have a mercy on me

The judge he smiled as he picked up his pen

99 years in the Folsom pen 99 years underneath that ground

I can't forget the day I shot that bad bitch down

Come on you've gotta listen unto me

Lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be

http://lyricsplayground.com/alpha/songs/c/cocainebluesjohnnycash.html

Neil Young -  Everybody Knows This is Nowhere 1969

Down by the River

Be on my side, I'll be on your side
There's no reason for us to hide
It's so hard for me staying here all alone
When you could be taking me for a ride
She could drag me over the rainbow
And send me away

CHORUS:
Down by the river
I shot my baby
Dead

You take my hand, I'll take your hand
Together we may get away
This much madness is too much sorrow
It's impossible to make it today
She could drag me over the rainbow
And send me away

CHORUS:
Down by the river
I shot my baby
Down by the river
Dead

Be on my side, I'll be on your side
There's no reason for us to hide
It's so hard for me staying here all alone
When you could be taking me for a ride.

http://www.reallyrics.com/lyrics/N001500020048.asp

Depeche Mode - Dream On Exciter album 2001 Dream On Written by Martin L. Gore

As your bony fingers close around me
Long and spindly
Death becomes me
Heaven can you see what I see

Hey you pale and sickly child
You're death and living reconciled
Been walking home a crooked mile

Paying debt to karma
You party for a living
What you take won't kill you
But careful what you're giving

There's no time for hesitating
Pain is ready, pain is waiting
Primed to do it's educating

Unwanted, uninvited kin
It creeps beneath your crawling skin
It lives without, it lives within you

Feel the fever coming
You're shaking and twitching
You can scratch all over
But that won't stop you itching

Can you feel a little love
Can you feel a little love

Dream on dream on

Blame it on your karmic curse
Oh shame upon the universe
It knows its lines
It's well rehearsed

It sucked you in, it dragged you down
To where there is no hallowed ground
Where holiness is never found

Paying debt to karma
You party for a living
What you take won't kill you
But careful what you're giving

Can you feel a little love
Can you feel a little love

Dream on dream on

http://homepage.ntlworld.com/alan.stuart/music/lyrics/dreamon.html

Creep Radiohead - February, 1993

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run running out...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special...

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.

http://www.songlyrics.co.nz/lyrics/r/radiohead/creep.htm

http://www.greenplastic.com/lyrics/songs/creep.html

Loser from Mellow Gold (1994) (Beck Hansen)

In the time of chimpanzees I was a monkey
Butane in my veins so I'm out to cut the junkie
With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables
Dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose
Kill the headlights and put it in neutral stock car
Flamin' with a loser and the cruise control
Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D
Got a couple of couches sleep on the love seat
Someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain
About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt
Don't believe everything that you breathe
You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve
So shave your face with some mace in the dark
Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park
Yo - cut it

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Double-barrel buckshot
Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare
Banned all the music with a phony gas chamber
'Cuz one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag
One's on the pole shove the other in a bag
With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job
The daytime crap with the folksinger slop
He hung himself with a guitar string
Slap the turkey neck and it's hangin' from a pigeon wing
You can't write if you can't relate
Trade the cash for the beef, for the body, for the hate
And my time is a piece of wax
Fallin' on a termite who's chokin' on the splinters

Soy un perdedor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Get crazy with the cheeze whiz
Soy un perdidor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Drive-by body pierce
Yo bring it on down - soooooooy....

I'm a driver, I'm a winner
Things are gonna change, I can feel it

Soy un perdidor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
I can't believe you
Soy un perdidor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me? Eah
Soy un perdidor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Sprechen Sie Deutsches, baby?
Soy un perdidor
I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?
Know what I'm sayin'?

http://www.liquid2k.com/yeahx3/Beck.htm

http://www.geocities.com/almostaghost/L/loser.html

The Smiths Meat is Murder album 1985 HOW SOON IS NOW ?

I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Oh, of nothing in particular

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

There's a club, if you'd like to go
You could meet somebody who really loves you
So you go, and you stand on your own
And you leave on your own
And you go home, and you cry
And you want to die

When you say it's gonna happen "now"
Well, when exactly do you mean ?
See I've already waited too long
And all my hope is gone

You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way ?
I am Human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does

http://www.oz.net/~moz/lyrics/hatfulof/howsooni.htm

Cake Album: Prolonging the Night 1998

i need your arms around me 
i need to feel your touch
i need your understanding 
i need your love so much
you tell me that you love me so
you tell me that you care
but when i need you baby
you're never there
on the phone long long distance
always through such strong resistance
first you say you're too busy
i wonder if you even miss me
never there you're never there 
you're never ever ever ever there

a golden bird that flies away
a candle's fickle flame 
to think i held you yesterday
your love was just a game
a golden bird that flies away
a candle's fickle flame 
to think i held you yesterday
your love was just a game
you tell me that you love me so
you tell me that you care
but when i need you baby
take the time to get to know me 
if you want me why can't you just show me
we're always on this roller coaster
if you want me why can't you get closer?
never there you're never there
you're never ever ever ever the

Guitar

i'm sitting by the window of your 
thirty-second floor apartment
waiting for your phone calls all to end
i'm sitting watching wind blow
watching time go watching cars go by
i'm waiting for these memories to begin
if i threw my guitar out the window
so far down
would i start to regret it?
or would i smile and watch it slowly fall? 

garbage trucks and taxi cabs 
don't seem like they can reach me here
the clamor of jack-hammers seems so faint
the way you treat me lightly only
slightly brings me down a lot
i don't think i'll ever be the same 

if i threw my guitar out the window
so far down
would i start to regret it?
or would i smile and watch it slowly fall?

http://www.modernrocklyrics.com/C/cake_prolongingthemagic.html

Bush - Sixteen Stone 1994

Glycerine 

must be your skin that i'm sinking in
must be for real cos now i can feel
and i didn't mind
it's not my kind
not my time to wonder why
everything's gone white
and everything's grey
now you're here now you're away
i don't want this
remember that
i'll never forget where you're at
don't let the days go by
glycerine

i'm never alone
i'm alone all the time
are you at one
or do you lie
we live in a wheel
where everyone steals
but when we rise it's like strawberry fields

if i treated you bad
you bruise my face
couldn't love you more
you got a beautiful taste
don't let the days go by
could have been easier on you
i couldn't change though i wanted to
could have been easier by three
our old friend fear and you and me
glycerine (repeat)
don't let the days go by
glycerine

bad moon wine again (x2)

i needed you more
when we wanted us less
i could not kiss just regress
it might just be
clear simple and plain
that's just fine
that's just one of my names
don't let the days go by
could've been easier on you
glycerine

 *Whenever I heard this line I always thought it was "Come over here boy", you've got a beautiful taste.

http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Backstage/2650/bush.html

http://www.purelyrics.com/index.php?album_detail=238

FOLSOM PRISON BLUES (J.R. Cash) JOHNNY CASH (Sun 232, 1956)

I hear that train a-commin', it's rollin' around the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom prison and time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a-rollin' on down to San Antone
When I was just a baby, my mama told me, son
Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry

I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinking coffee and smoking big cigars
But I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
But those people keep a-movin' and that's what tortures me

Well if that freed me from this prison
and that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away

http://www.rockabilly.nl/lyrics1/f0006.htm

father of mine
tell me where have you been
you know i just closed my eyes
my whole world disappeared
father of mine
take me back to the day
when i was still your golden boy
back before you went away

i remember blue skies
walking the block
i loved it when you held me high
i loved to hear you talk
you would take me to the movie
you would take me to the beach
you would take me to a place inside
that is so hard to reach

father of mine
tell me where did you go
you had the world inside your hand
but you did not seem to know
father of mine
tell me what do you see
when you look back at your wasted life
and you don't see me

i was ten years ole
doing all that i could
it wasn't easy for me
to be a scared white boy
in a black neighborhood
sometimes you would send me a birthday card
with a five dollar bill
i never understood you then
and i guess i never will

daddy gave me a name
my dad he gave me a name
then he walked away
daddy gave me a name
then he walked away
my dad he gave me a name

father of mine
tell me where have you been
i just closed my eyes
and the world disappeared
father of mine
tell me how do you sleep
with the children you abandoned
and the wife i saw you beat

i will never be safe
i will never be sane
i will always be weird inside
i will always be lame
now i'm a grown man
with a child of my own
and i swear that i'm not going to let her know
all the pain i have known

then he walked away
daddy gave me a name
then he walked away
my dad he gave me a name
then he walked away
daddy gave me a name
then he walked away
my dad he gave me a name

then he walked away
 
 

http://www.nauticom.net/www/griffey/everclear/lyrics/so_much_for_the_afterglow/father_of_mine.html

I am still living with your ghost
lonely and dreaming of the west coast
I don't want to be your downtime
I don't want to be your stupid game

with my big black boots and an old suitcase
I do believe I'll find myself a new place
I don't want to be the bad guy
I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to see some palm trees
go and try to shake away this disease

we can live beside the ocean
leave the fire behind
swim out past the breakers
watch the world die

I am still dreaming of your face
hungry and hollow for all the things you took away

I don't want to be your good time
I don't want to be your fall-back crutch anymore

I'll walk right out into a brand new day
insane and rising in my own weird way
I don't want to be the bad guy

I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore
I just want to feel some sunshine
I just want to find some place to be alone

we can live beside the ocean
leave the fire behind
swim out past the breakers
and watch the world die
 

http://www.nauticom.net/www/griffey/everclear/lyrics/sparkle_and_fade/santa_monica.html

you put yourself in stupid places
yes i think you know it's true
situations where it's easy to look down on you
i think you like to be the victim
i think you like to be in pain
i think you make yourself a victim
almost every single day

you do what you do
you say what you say
you try to be everything to everyone
you know all the right people
you play all the right games
you always try to be
everything to everyone

yeah you do it again
you always do it again

you say they taught you how to read and write
they taught you how to count
i say they taught you how to buy and sell
your own body by the pound
i think you like to be their simple toy
i think you love to play the clown
i think you blind to the fact
that the hand you hold
is the hand that holds you down

chorus

spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
yeah why don't you ever learn
spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
i wonder if you will ever learn

why don't you ever learn

come on now
do that stupid dance for me

you do what they tell you to do
you say what they say
you try to be
everything to everyone

you jump through the big hoop
you play all the right games
you try to be
everything to everyone

spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall
yeah you do it again
spin around and fall down
do it again
you stumble and you fall...
 
http://www.nauticom.net/www/griffey/everclear/lyrics/so_much_for_the_afterglow/everything_to_everyone.html

Dido - White Flag - from the Life For Rent album

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
I'll tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

http://www.carbonfusion.com/node/view/693

NEVER SAY NEVER
(Iyall/Carter/Bossi/Zincavage/Woods)

If time itself was his demeanor
There'd be no sunlight or a glimmer
Of sunlight landing on the street,
Sunsuit girls must be discreet.
Sunsuit girls must be discreet,
Nursing their fathers locked inside
They masqueraded as his bride

I might like you better if we slept together
I might like you better if we slept together
I might like you better if we slept together
But there's something in your eyes that says "maybe"
That's never!
Never say never!

There's no easy way to lose your sight
On the street, on the stairs
Who's on your flight?
Old couple walks by
Ugly as sin
He's got her
She's got him

THE BAND
DEBORA IYALL
BENJAMIN BOSSI
PETER WOODS
FRANK ZINCAVAGE
LARRY CARTER (1981-83)
AARON SMITH (1984- )
John "Stench" Haines (1981)
ALBUMS
IT'S A CONDITION (1981)
NEVER SAY NEVER EP (1981)
BENEFACTOR (1982)
INSTINCTS (1984)
WARM, IN YOUR COAT (Greatest Hits) (1992)

http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Studio/1962/romeo.html

http://www.ericas-designs.com/songs/filter.html

Sympathy For The Devil

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul and faith

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
(woo woo, woo woo)

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
(woo woo, woo woo)

I shouted out,
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me
(who who, who who)

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
(woo woo, who who)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
(who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
(who who, who who)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
(woo woo, who who)

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
(who who, who who)

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
(woo woo)
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
(woo woo, woo woo)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
(who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
(woo woo, woo woo)

Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
(woo woo)

Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame

Oh, who
woo, woo
Woo, who
Woo, woo
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah

What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name

Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Woo, who, who
Oh, yeah
Woo woo
Woo woo

http://www.lyricstime.com/lyrics/32257.html

The Outcast
by Tom Russell, Dave Van Ronk 



 Oh gather 'round me people, lend and ear now if you please
 Your promised land was settled, by bastards, drunks and
 thieves
 Excuse me if it offens you, but I'm the worst of all of
 these
 Yes I destroyed the family tree, I am the Outcast

 I'm your inbred second cousin who was kept inside a shed
 I'm the cross-eyed little stutterer who always wet the bed
 I'm yer queer Uncle Harry, yer retarded Uncle Fred
 I'm the one they left for dead, I am The Outcast

 I've embarrassed folks at weddings, birthdays and at wakes
 I'm the cur who passed out face down in your anniversary
 cake
 I'm the black sheep, the Philanderer, the Louse, the Souse,
 the Rake
 The remittance man, the Snake - the bloody outcast

 Oh forebear with yer pity, my functions very plain
 We've come here from the Olde World, and we've gone a touch
 insane
 On a social scale ya need a foil to bear the family stain
 I am the Joker in yer game; I am The Outcast

 Oh the blackman and the Indian, the Chinaman the Jew
 They built yer friggin railroad and they picked yer cotton
 too
 They washed yer dirty laundry and they tied yer children's
 shoes
 They got a right to sing the blues, 'cause they were
 outcasts!

 Now we worship politicians, as if they all were saints
 Put their faces on our money, pillow slips and plates
 We should love this land for what it is, and not for what it
 ain't
 Oh their game is fueled by hate, the hate of outcasts!

 The Norwegians hate the Swedish and the Swedes they hate the
 Finns
 The Finns they hate the Russians and the Russians hate the
 Yids
 Spicks and Wops and Gresears; Kikes and Spades and Ginny
 Hens
 Hatred's blowin' in the wind, 10 million outcasts

 Oh beautiful for spacious skies and amber waves of grain
 Grain distilled to make the rye that pickled old Thom Paine
 Old Georgie built the Whitehouse with slaves who died in
 pain
 But Georgies quarries made the gain, from blood of outcasts!

 Move in a little closer now, the side show must begin
 History will repeat itself: again, again, again!
 On the immigration totem pole the low man never wins
 But competition ain't a sin! God help the outcast!

 So step right up ya pilgrims, the trains a leavin' soon
 We got acreage out in Iowa for the likes of folks like you
 A quarter section in a flood plain; forty acres and a mule
 Sign right here ya bloody fools; Welcome ye Outcasts!

http://www.insurgentcountry.com/tom_russell_dave_van_ronk_the_outcast.txt

NIGHTS ON BROADWAY

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