---That's It For The Other One----
The other day they waited, the sky was dark and faded, Solemnly they stated, "He has to die, you know he has to die." All the children learnin', from books that they were burnin', Every leaf was turnin', to watch him die, you know he had to die.
The summer sun looked down on him, His mother could but frown on him, And all the other sound on him, He had to die, you know he had to die.
Spanish lady come to me, she lays on me this rose. It rainbow spirals round and round, It trembles and explodes It left a smoking crater of my mind, I like to blow away. But the heat came round and busted me For smilin on a cloudy day
Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' around, comin' around in a circle Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' around, in a circle, Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' around, in a circle.
Escapin' through the lily fields I came across an empty space It trembled and exploded Left a bus stop in its place The bus came by and I got on That's when it all began There was cowboy Neal At the wheel Of a bus to never-ever land
Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' around, comin' around in a circle Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' around, in a circle, Comin', comin', comin' around, comin' around, in a circle.
And when the day had ended, with rainbow colors blended, Their minds remained unbended, He had to die, oh, you know he had to die.
---New Potato Caboose---
Last leaf fallen; Bare earth where green was born. Black Madonna, two eagles hang against a cloud.
Sun comes up blood red; Wind yells among the stone. All graceful instruments are known. When the windows all are broken and your love's become a toothless crone, when the voices of the storm sound like a crowd, winter morning breaks; you're all alone.
The eyes are blind, blue visions are all a seer can own And touching makes the flesh to cry out loud. This ground on which the seed of love is sown. All graceful instruments are known.
---Born Cross-Eyed----
Seems like I've been here before, Fuzzy then and still so obscure, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. And I don't want to see anybody cry, Meet me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.
Song commin' on, So pleasin' to see, come and gone, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, You don't have to tell me why, Meet me some mornin' in the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.
It ain't cause I'm the only one left darlin', Bout the time the sun rises west, Feelin' groovy, lookin' fine.
Think I'll come back here again, Every now and then from time to time. My how lovely you are, my dear, The ball game has gone much too far my dear, Sing to me, do your thing to me, I'll meet you some mornin', meet you some mornin', In the sweet by and by, by and by, by and by.
-------------------- Without love in the dream It will never come true
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Sleepy Alligator in the noon day sun, Lyin' by the river just like he usually done. Call for his whiskey, he can call for his tea, Call all he want to, but he can't call me.
Oh no! I've been there before, And I ain't gonna come around here no more.
(Hung up, waitin' for windy day) (Hung up, waitin' for windy day)
Creepy alligator coming all around the bend, Shoutin' about the times when we was mutual friends, I checked my memory and I checked it quick, yes I will. I checked it runnin' some old kind of trick. Oh no! Well I've been there before, And I ain't gonna come around here any more.
Sailin' down the river in an old canoe, A bunch of bugs and an old tennis shoe. Out of the river all ugly and green, Came the biggest old alligator that I've ever seen! Teeth big and pointy and his eyes were buggin' out, Contracted the union, put the beggars to rout. Screamin' and yellin', he was pickin' his chops, He never runs he just stumbles and hops. Just out of prison on ten dollars bail, Mumblin' bitches and waggin' his tail.
-------------------- Goin' where the water tastes like wine.
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I went down one day, I went down one day to see a Gypsy woman, Just one old day, yes I did, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out, I want to find out now, What's wrong with me and my baby. We ain't gettin' down like we used to do, I mean it's pretty good now, but there was a time, When it didn't work too well. I went down to see this Gypsy woman, you understand, I told her my story, I told her what was goin' on. And she told me, man she said, all you need, all you need, She said all you got to have, oh Lord, Just a touch of Mojo's hand, oh bring it back on, And it feels pretty good, yes indeed.
-------------------- Without love in the dream It will never come true
Edited by Hooty (11/12/03 04:44 PM)
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Doin' That Rag
Sittin in Mangrove valley chasing light beams Everything wanders from baby to Z Baby Baby pretty it up on Tuesday Old like a rum-drinking demon at tea. Baby Baby tell me what's the matter, what, what tell me what's your why how? Tell me why will you never come home Tell me what's your reason, if you've got a good one.
Everywhere I go, the people all know Everyone's doin' that rag.
Take my line, go fishin' for a Tuesday, Maybe take my supper, eat it down by the sea. Gave my baby twenty or forty good reasons, Couldn't find any better ones in the morning at three.
THe rain gonna come, but the rain gonna go y'know. Steppin' off sharply from the rank and file. Awful cold and dark like a dungeon Maybe get a little bit darker before the day. Hipsters, flipsters, real cool chicksters Everyone's doin' that rag.
You needn't gild the lily, offer jewels to the sunset. No one is watchin' or standin' in your shoes. Wash your lonely feet in the river in the morning, Everything promised is delivered to you.
Don't neglect to pick up what your share is, All the winter birds are winging home now. Hey love go, and look around you, Nothing out there you haven't seen before now.
Wading in the water and you'll never get wet, If you keep on doin' that rag. Wading in the water and you'll never get wet, If you keep on doin' that rag.
One eyed jacks and the deuces are wild And the aces are crawlin' up and down your sleeve. Come back here pretty baby Louise And tell me the name of the game that you play.
Is it All Fall Down? Is it All Go Under?
-------------------- The bus came by and I got on that's when it all began!
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