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Now, who'll take the woman with the skinny legs? (Try, Leroy)Stand right there baby, I'm 'on give you away In a minute. Come on, somebody please take the lady with The skinny legs? (I don't 'wan 'em!) Now, ya'all know the lady with skinny legs Got to have somebody too, now. (No, I don't wanna help that person!) Will somebody, please take the lady with The skinny legs, please? (Ay, Joe!) Yeah, Bobby (Why don't you take her?) She ain't no fool! I don't want no woman with no skinny legs Look here! I thought about givin' this woman to Clyde But, no Say, I know the kind-a women Clyde like Ol' Leroy'll take her. Say, Leroy! You got her!

Ain't got no place to go Taste better than a t-bone steak Excitement on the side If we don't find some place to get off Gonna lose it on the ride Well you and me baby, go hand in hand Like a bowlegged woman, and a knock-kneed man Well you and me baby, go hand in hand Like a bowlegged woman, and a knock-kneed man I wanna take you in my room Make them sleepers cry Got a feeling down inside You know it ain't no lie You and me just in my room When the circle comes around No misfortune in your life When your feet have left the ground Well you and me baby, go hand in hand Like a bowlegged woman, and a knock-kneed man Well you and me baby, go hand in hand Like a bowlegged woman, and a knock-kneed man Room shaking in the car now And the car won't go Try and get next to you baby Ain't got no place to go Taste better than a t-bone steak Excitement on the side If we don't find some place to get off Gonna lose it on the ride Well you and me baby, go hand in hand Like a bowlegged woman, and a knock-kneed man Well you and me baby, go hand in hand Like a bowlegged woman, and a knock-kneed man

I've had a lovely internet vacation...still working on the island album challenge. I've had other challenging matters of late... The Daydreamers have been busy in my absence! Gotta get crankin on my picks...I think Floyd will make it in there somewhere... Lucifer Sam, siam cat. Always sitting by your side Always by your side. That cat's something I can't explain. Ginger, ginger, Jennifer Gentle you're a witch. You're the left side He's the right side. Oh, no! That cat's something I can't explain. Lucifer go to sea. Be a hip cat, be a ship's cat. Somewhere, anywhere. That cat's something I can't explain. At night prowling sifting sand. Hiding around on the ground. He'll be found when you're around. That cat's something I can't explain.

There's a cat prowling through the streets at nightAnd she's black and her eyes are burning yellow Fierce and bright The lights are darkened, Senses sharpened, Wide awake As she acts out her past of Jungle days When the night was her friend in many other Different ways It gave protection Of detection By her prey With a sway and swing she walks away And the look in her eye it never seems To say The way she's feeling No revealing, Black cat ways

Kitty Kitty, kitty, kitty, kitty, can I touch it... Cool Jerk Cool Jerk Cool Jerk Cool Jerk Well I know a cat who can really do the cool jerk I know a cat who can really do the cool jerk Well this cat that you're talkin' about Has nothing, nothing on me 'Cuz I know I'm the heppest cat The heppest cat that ever could be [Chorus:] Well they see me walkin' down the street The say hey! All them fellas drop to their knees I'm the reason that they don't smirk Cuz they know I'm the queen of the cool jerk Cool jerk Cool jerk Cool jerk Cool jerk Okay girls...break it down! Bring it down reeeeeeeaaaalll uh-huh Uh-huh, well that's right Now, I know a lot of you out there are thinkin' Man, are those girls fools? When way deep down inside You know we're way cool Now Gina, hon, she beats that drum Oh man, she beat it mean That mighty sound will shake the ground C'mon and do your thing Right now! Oh that sounds good I wanna hear some of that bad, bad bass A one, a two, a one two three four You're playin' baby C'mon everybody I wanna hear you all Can you do Can you do can you do can you do can you do Can you do can you do can you do can you do Can you do can you do can you do can you do The cool jerk C'mon people Cool Jerk [Chorus] Cool Jerk C'mon people Cool Jerk We're runnin' now Cool Jerk Hey, hey Cool Jerk!

Bruuuuuuuuuce will fix that.... Catlong sighs, holdin' Kitty's black tooth She left to marry some top cat, ain't it the cold truth? And there hasn't been a tally since Sally left the alley Since Sally left with Big Pretty, things have got pretty thin It's tight on this fence since them young dudes are musclin' in Jack Knife cries 'cause Baby's in a bundle She goes runnin' nightly, lightly through the jungle And them tin cans are explodin' out of the 90-degree heat Cat somehow lost his baby down on Bleecker Street It's sad but it sure is true Cat shrugs his shoulders, sits back and sighs Catlong lies back-bent on a trash can Flashin' lights that cut the night, dude in the white says he's the man Well, you better move fast when you're young, or you're not around Cat somehow lost his Kitty in the city pound So get right, get tight, get down Who's that down at the end of the alley? She's been gone so long Here she comes, here she comes Here she comes, here she comes Kitty's back in town, here she comes now Kitty's back in town Cat knows Kitty's been untrue and that she left him for a city dude Well, she's so soft, she's so blue When he looks into her eyes, he just sits back and sighs Ooh, what can I do, ooh, what can I do? Ooh, what can I do, ooh, what can I do? Alright Ooh alright, ooh alright Ooh alright, ooh alright

Tuesdays that are Mondays in disguise make for an interesting office day... Have a great evening rrrgrrr and all others on da dus. Said Tommy the Cat as he reeled back to clear whatever foreign matter May have nestled its way into his mighty throat Many a fat alley rat had met its demise while staring point blank down The cavernous barrel of this awesome prowling machine Truly a wonder of nature this urban predator Tommy the Cat had many a story to tell But it was a rare occasion such as this that he did She came slidin' down the alleyway like butter drippin' off a hot biscuit The aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion in even the Oldest of tigers that hung around the hot spot in those days The sight was beyond belief Many a head snapped for double--even triple--takes as this vivacious Feline made her her way into the delta of the alleyway where the most Virile of the young tabbies were known to hang out They hung in droves Such a multitude of masculinity could only be found in one place And that was O'Malley's Alley The air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended) But not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as she sauntered up into The heart of the alleyway She knew what she wanted She was lookin' for that stud bull She was looking for that he cat And that was me Tommy the Cat is my name and I say unto thee Say, baby, do you want to lay down with me? Say, baby, do you want to lay down by my side? Ah, baby, do you want to lay down with me? Say, baby? Say, baby?

The boys are coming to my city!!! Hey rrrgrrr...they're gonna be truckin' up to da Buff too!!! They Love Us!!!! We love them!!! I miss Jerry. Can we start calling Mayer "Johnny" now? Its Bobby and Johnny! Little Sister by the record machine A tiny dancer such a sweet sixteen She's goin' out she's gonna party tonight She's gonna shake and make it last all night Little brother's got a drivin' machine A fast driver such a clean machine They're going out they're gonna put out the lights They gonna rock it rock it rock it You can still rock in America Ah yeah s'alright You can still rock in America Ah yeah all night You can still rock in America Little sister makes a move for the door The door squeaks she's on the second floor Her daddy wakes "Is everything OK?" Not a sound as she makes her getaway Little brother's got it ready to roll Tires burning as they head for the show Light it up and turn the music up loud And Rock it rock it rock it You can still rock in America Ah yeah s'alright You can still rock in America Ah yeah all night You can still rock in America Rock In America (you can still) Rock In America (rock in America) Rock In America (Yeah you can still) Rock In America You can still rock in America Ah yeah s'alright You can still rock in America Ah yeah all night You can still rock in America You can still rock in America Well you can still rock in America

have fun. still nothing within reasonable drive from DFW.

heard the announcement....for whatever reason Buffalo has gotten Jerry, the Dead, Furthur, Phil n Ratdog on a regular basis.....will likely go, its only 20 minutes from the house.....but it's getting like the Beach Boys already.....maybe I'm just getting old.....yeah, that's it..... Chicago has been a blessing and a curse.....since then been to the Stones, Eagles, Commander Cody and Grass is Dead, only the Commander and Grass is Dead really moved me.....but they were in a bar that held 100 or so....I have been spoiled by FTW, the music, the musicianship, the spectacle.....the fireworks, the friends....the magic.... really excited about McCartney in October though..... will likely stream whatever is left of LOCKN' since today's weather cancelation....well wishes to Hanlon, Geeky, Scotty and Rosalie..... TTB Mad Dogs with Leon Russell, can't wait..... ok just to break from tradition....in honor of Dead and Co.....and little Johnny.... A new teacher was trying to make use of her psychology courses. She started her class by saying, "Everyone who thinks they're stupid, stand up!" After a few seconds, Little Johnny stood up. The teacher said, "Do you think you're stupid, Little Johnny?" "No, ma'am, but I hate to see you standing there all by yourself!"

I really like this song however I do not want to kill Johnny... Johnny, angry Johnny This is Jezebel in Hell I wanna kill you I wanna blow you Away I wanna kill you I wanna blow you Away I can do it to you gently I can do it with an animal's grace I can do it with precision I can do it with gourmet taste But either way Either, either way I wanna kill you I wanna blow you Away I can do it to your mind I can do it to your face I can do it with integrity I can do it with disgrace But either way Either way I wanna kill you I wanna blow you Away Johnny (Johnny) Angry Johnny This is (This is) Jezebel in Hell Johnny (Johnny) Angry Johnny This is (This is) Jezebel in Hell I can do it in a church I can do it any time or place I can do it like an angel To quiet down your rage But either way Either, oh, either way I wanna kill you I wanna blow you Away I can do it in the water I can do it on dry land I can do it with instruments I can do it with my own bare hands But either way Either way, you know where it stands I wanna kill you I wanna blow you Away Johnny (Johnny) Angry Johnny This is (This is) Jezebel in Hell Johnny, oh, my Johnny Where'd your pleasure go When the pain came through you? Where'd your happiness go? This verse is running you around now Getting you down now Where's your pleasure now, Johnny? Where has your pleasure gone now? Johnny (Johnny) Angry Johnny This is (This is) Jezebel in Hell Johnny (Johnny) Angry Johnny This is (This is) Jezebel in Hell Johnny I wanna blow you Oh, Johnny Away Johnny I wanna blow you Johnny Everybody here, it doesn't feel okay Johnny The Dead and Co show is like 3 miles from my house...I've seen the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Tool x2, Alison Kraus & Union Station, Sting and Gnarles Barkley in the same venue. The Dead played at the old hockey rink the Arena and now the new hockey rink, the Kiel Center, I mean the Saavis Center, I mean Scott Trade Center...you know how it goes.

Johnny could only sing one noteAnd the note he sings was this Ah! Poor Johnny one-note sang out with "gusto" And just overlorded the place Poor Johnny one-note yelled willy nilly Until he was bleu in the face For holding one note was his ace Couldn't hear the brass Couldn't hear the drum He was in a class By himself, by gum! Poor Johnny one-note Got in Aida Indeed a great chance to be brave He took his one note Howled like the North Wind Brought forth wind that made critics rave, While Verdi turned round in his grave! Couldn't hear the flute Or the big trombone Ev'ry one was mute Johnny stood alone. Cats and dogs stopped yapping Lions in the zoo All were jealous of Johnny's big trill Thunder claps stopped clapping, Traffic ceased its roar, And they tell us Niag'ra stood still. He stopped the train whistles, Boat whistles, steam whistles, Cop whistles, all whistles bowed to his skill Sing Johnny One-Note, Sing out with "gusto" and Just overwhelm all the crowd Ah! So sing Johnny One-Note, out loud!! Sing Johnny One-Note Sing Johnny One-Note out loud!

Someone wants to blow up the planet Johnny wants to find out why Johnny did a show in St. Louis Love came through the sky. Oh yeah, they were camped out, Waiting for the sun to rise Oh yeah, Johnny sang out Love into the sky. Johnny found a place out in Texas Waiting for him to come Made himself a reservation And hope came, in the gun. Oh yeah, he was flying, Waiting for the sun to rise Oh yeah, color by numbers Waiting for the sun to rise. Johnny did some time in the army Johnny did a stint in Vietnam. Now he can't forget it, His mind is confused, slipping from his twisted hand. Oh yeah, he's still back there With one hand on the gun Oh yeah, he's still back there Waiting for the rising sun. Now Johnny likes to go down the highway The wind singing in his ears Right up as most things go whirring by By day everything looks clear. Oh yeah, Johnny ride on Gonna find a special home Oh yeah, down the highway Looking for the rising sun.

Not that there's anything wrong with that..... Johnny what's the deal boy? Is your love for real boy? When the lights are low You never hold me close Well I saw you today boy Walking with the gay boys God it hurt me so Now I gotta know Johnny are you queer? 'Cause when I see you Dancing with your friends I can't help wondering Where I stand I'm so afraid I'll lose you If I can't seduce you Is there something wrong? Johnny come on strong Oh why are you so weird boy? Johnny are you queer boy? When I make a play You push me away Johnny are you queer? 'Cause when I see you Dancing with your friends I can't help wondering Where I stand Johnny you're forsaking A love you could be taking I wanna give it to you But you never come through Oh why are you so weird boy? Johnny are you queer boy? When you asked for a date I thought that you were straight Johnny are you queer? Oh Johnny are you queer boy? Johnny are you queer? Tell me, Johnny are you queer? Tell me, Johnny are you queer? Johnny are you queer?

I just like Johnny...that's my Grandpa's name. Home in the valley Home in the city Home isn't pretty Ain't no home for me Home in the darkness Home on the highway Home isn't my way Home will never be Burn out the day Burn out the night I can't see no reason to put up a fight I'm living for giving the devil his due And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you Time is the essence Time is the season Time ain't no reason Got no time to slow Time everlasting Time to play B-sides Time ain't on my side Time I'll never know Burn out the day Burn out the night I'm not the one to tell you what's wrong or what's right I've seen suns that were freezin' and lives that were through Well I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you Burn out the day Burn out the night I can't see no reason to put up a fight I'm living for giving the devil his due And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you

True dat....Respectable name just doesn't fit Mr. Mayer, makes him seem even younger than he is..... My favorite Johnny song, though every time I hear it, it rips my heart out..... Well they closed down the auto plant in Mahwah late that month Ralph went out lookin' for a job but he couldn't find none He came home too drunk from mixin' Tanqueray and wine He got a gun shot a night clerk now they call 'm Johnny 99 Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light you don't stop Johnny's wavin' his gun around and threatenin' to blow his top When an off duty cop snuck up on him from behind Out in front of the Club Tip Top they slapped the cuffs on Johnny 99 Well the city supplied a public defender but the judge was Mean John Brown He came into the courtroom and stared poor Johnny down Well the evidence is clear gonna let the sentence son fit the crime Prison for 98 and a year and we'll call it even Johnny 99 A fistfight broke out in the courtroom they had to drag Johnny's girl away His mama stood up and shouted "judge don't take my boy this way" Well son you got a statement you'd like to make Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away Now judge I got debts no honest man could pay The bank was holdin' my mortgage and they was takin' my house away Now I ain't sayin' that makes me an innocent man But it was more 'n all this that put that gun in my hand Well your honor I do believe I'd be better off dead And if you can take a man's life for the thoughts that's in his head Then won't you sit back in that chair and think it over judge one more time And let 'em shave off my hair and put me on that execution line

Ok, one more Johnny song... and a Johnny 5 quote: "Hey lazer lips...your momma was a snow blower!" Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans, Way back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood, Where lived a country boy named of Johnny B. Goode Who never ever learned to read or write so well, But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell. [Chorus:] Go Go Go Johnny Go Go Go Johnny B. Goode He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack Or sit beneath the trees by the railroad track. Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade, Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made. The People passing by, they would stop and say Oh my that little country boy could play [Chorus] His mother told him someday you will be a man, And you would be the leader of a big old band. Many people coming from miles around To hear you play your music when the sun go down Maybe someday your name will be in lights Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.

Ev'ry mornin' at the mine you could see him arriveHe stood six foot six and weighed two forty five Kinda broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip And everybody knew ya didn't give no lip to Big John. Big John, Big John, Big Bad John (Big John) Nobody seemed to know where John called home He just drifted into town and stayed all alone He didn't say much, kinda quiet and shy And if you spoke at all, you just said "Hi" to Big John. Somebody said he came from New Orleans Where he got in a fight over a Cajun Queen And a crashin' blow from a huge right hand Sent a Loosiana fellow to the Promised Land, Big John Big John, Big John, Big Bad John (Big John) Then came the day at the bottom of the mine When a timber cracked and men started cryin' Miners were prayin' and hearts beat fast And everybody thought that they'd Breathed their last-'cept John Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell Walked a giant of a man that the miners knew well Grabbed a saggin' timber, gave out with a groan And like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone, Big John Big John, Big John, Big Bad John (Big John) And with all of his strength he gave a mighty shove Then a miner yelled out "There's a light up above!" And twenty men scrambled from a would-be grave Now there's only one left down there to save, Big John With jacks and timbers they started back down Then came that rumble way down in the ground And then smoke and gas belched out of that mine Everybody knew it was the end of the line for Big John Big John, Big John, Big Bad John (Big John) Now, they never reopened that worthless pit They just placed a marble stand in front of it These few words are written on that stand "At the bottom of this mine lies one hell of a man, Big John" Big John, Big John, Big Bad John (Big John) and Goodnight Miami....goodnight....

true on so many levels... Happy Trails! John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore His mama sure was proud of him He stood so straight and tall in his uniform and all His mama's face broke out into a grin "Oh, son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine Make me proud to know you own a gun Do what the captain says, lot of medals you will get We'll put them on the wall when you get home" That old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout Tellin' ev'ryone in the neighborhood "That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know" She made well sure her neighbors understood She got a letter once in a while, her face broke into a smile She showed them to the people from next door They bragged about her son with his uniform and gun And these things you called a good old fashioned war Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come Ceased to come for about ten months or more Then when letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train Your son is coming back from the war" She smiled and she went right down, she looked up and all around She did not see her soldier son in sight When all the people passed, she saw her son at last When she did she could not believe her eyes Oh, his face was all shot up and his hand were blown away And he wore a metal brace around his waist He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she didn't know And she couldn't even recognize his face "Oh, tell me, my darling son, tell me what they've done How is it that you come to be this way?" He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move And his mother had to turn her face away "Don't you remember, ma, when I went off to war You thought it was the best thing I could do? I was on the battleground, you were home, acting proud You weren't there standing in my shoes And I thought when I was there, Lord, what am I doing here? Tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin' But the thing that scared me most, when my enemy came close I can see that his face looked just like mine" And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder rolling and stink I was just a puppet in a play And through the roar and smoke, this string, it finally broke And a cannon ball blew my eyes away" As he turned away to go, his mother was acting slow Seein' the metal brace that helped him stand But as he turned to leave, he called his mother close And he dropped his medals down into her hand Been watching Ken Burns the Civil War this week... Have a great evening.

recent news has put a great big smile on this lady! dis dus is bound for glory! This train don't carry no gamblers, this train. This train don't carry no gamblers, this train. This train don't carry no gamblers, No crap shooters, no midnight ramblers, This train don't carry no gamblers, this train. This train, don't carry no jokers, well, this train. This train, don't carry no jokers, well, this train. This train, don't carry no jokers, No high-tone women, no cigar smokers, well This train, don't carry no jokers, well, this train. This train, done carried my mother, well, this train. This train, done carried my mother, well, this train. This train, done carried my mother, My mother, my father, my sister and my brother, This train, done carried my mother, well this train. This train, she's bound for glory, well, this train This train, she's bound for glory, well, this train This train, she's bound for glory, well, this train This train, she's bound for glory, If you want to get to heaven then you've got to be holy, well, This train, she's bound for glory, well, this train

Fridays are always good especially after a four day work week....Scotty and Ramble made it to Lockn...hoping the weather holds... All aboard.... I hear the train a comin' It's rolling round 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 blowing, I hang my head and cry.. I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars. Well 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 they freed me from this prison, If 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.....

Yes lets hope the weather holds and we dont have another Woodstock 94' kind of scene... Billy, he's down by the railroad tracks Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac Diamond Jackie, she's so intact She falls so softly beneath him Jackie's heels are stacked, Billy's got cleats on his boots Together they're gonna boogaloo down Broadway and come back home with the loot It's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute It's a mad dog's promenade So walk tall, or baby, don't walk at all Fish lady, fish lady, fish lady, she baits them tenement walls She won't take corner boys, ain't got no money and they're so easy I said, "Hey baby, won't you take my hand, walk me down Broadway I'm a young man and I talk real loud, yeah baby, walk real proud for you So shake it away, so shake away your street life And hook up to the train Hook up to the night train Hook it up, hook up to the, hook up to the train" But I know that she won't take the train No, she won't take the train No, she won't take the train No, she won't take the train She's afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down And when she turns, this boy'll be gone So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on Hey vibes man, hey jazz man, play me your serenade Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the darlin' yearlin' sharp boy Straight for the church note ringin', vibes man sting a trash can Listen to your junk man Listen to your junk man Listen to your junk man Listen to your junk man He's singin', singin', singin', singin' All dressed up in satin, walkin' past the alley Watch out for your junk man Watch out for your junk man Watch out for your junk man

Lockn kicks off in 15 minutes.....and the String Cheese Brothers aka the Doobie Incident starts it all..... Down around the corner A half a mile from here You see them old trains runnin' And you watch them disappear Without love Where would you be now Without love You know I saw Miss Lucy Down along the tracks She lost her home and her family And she won't be comin' back Without love Where would you be now Without love Well the Illinois Central And the Southern Central Freight Gotta keep on pushin' Mama 'Cause you know they're runnin' late Without love Where would you be now - now, now, now Without love Where pistons keep on churnin' And the wheels go 'round and 'round And the steel rails are cold and hard For the miles that they go down Without love Where would you be right now Without love Where would you be now

...Has always been one of my faves! Train roll on, on down the line, Won't you please take me far away? Now I feel the wind blow outside my door, Means I'm, I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind again. And I don't know where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. Well, when this train ends I'll try again, But I'm leaving my woman at home. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind. Train roll on Tuesday's gone Train roll on many miles from my home, See, I'm riding my blues away. Tuesday, you see, she had to be free But somehow I've got to carry on. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind.

The Doobie Cheese Accident was quite impressive, check them out on YouTube.... Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Blowing like it's gonna sweep my world away I wanna stop at Carbondale and keep on going That Duquesne train gon' rock me night and day You say I'm a gambler, you say I'm a pimp But I ain't neither one Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Sounding like it's on a final run Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Blowing like she never blowed before Little light blinking, red light glowing Blowing like she's at my chamber door You smiling through the fence at me Just like you always smiled before Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Blowing like she ain't gon' blow no more Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing? Blowing like the sky's gonna blow apart You're the only thing alive that keeps me going You're like a time bomb in my heart I can hear a sweet voice steadily calling Must be the mother of our Lord Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Blowing like my woman's on board Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Blowing like it's gon' blow my blues away You old rascal, I know exactly where you're going I'll lead you there myself at the break of day I wake up every morning with that woman in my bed Everybody telling me she's gone to my head Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Blowing like it's gon' kill me dead Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing? Blowing through another no good town The lights of my native land are glowing I wonder if they'll know me next time 'round I wonder if that old oak tree's still standing That old oak tree, the one we used to climb Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing Blowing like she's blowing right on time

Go to sleep you weary hoboLet the towns drift slowly by Can't you hear the steel rails hummin'? That's the hobo's lullaby I know your clothes are torn and ragged And your hair is turning gray Lift your head and smile at trouble You'll find peace and rest someday Now don't you worry 'bout tomorrow Let tomorrow come and go Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar Safe from all that wind and snow I know the police cause you trouble They cause trouble everywhere But when you die and go to Heaven You'll find no policemen there So go to sleep you weary hobo Let the towns drift slowly by Listen to the steel rails hummin' That's a hobo's lullaby

Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday morning railFifteen cars and fifteen restless riders Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail All along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out of Kankakee And rolls along past houses farms and fields Passing trains that have no name and freight yards full of old black men And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles Good morning, America. How are you? Say, don't you know me? I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done Dealin' cards with the old men in the club car Penny a point, ain't no one keepin' score Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle And feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel Mothers with their babes asleep rockin' to the gentle beat And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel Good morning, America. How are you? Say, don't you know me? I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans And I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done Night time on the City of New Orleans changing cars in Memphis Tennessee Halfway home we'll be there by morning Through the Mississippi darkness rolling down to the sea And all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream And the steel rails still ain't heard the news The conductor sings his songs again the passengers will please refrain This train has got the disappearing railroad blues Good morning, America. How are you? Say, don't you know me? I'm your native son I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done my latest holy shit moment....the band Moonalice.....around since 2007.... Who knew.... HOLY SHIT.... they are incredible......

I'll hafta check em out! L.A. proved too much for the man (Too much for the man, he couldn't make it) So he's leaving a life he's come to know, ooh (He said he's going) He said he's going back to find (Going back to find) Ooh, what's left of his world The world he left behind not so long ago He's leaving (Leaving) On that midnight train to Georgia, yeah (Leaving on the midnight train) Said he's going back (Going back to find) To a simpler place and time, oh yes he is (Whenever he takes that ride, guess who's gonna be right by his side) I'll be with him (I know you will) On that midnight train to Georgia (Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo woo) I'd rather live in his world (Live in his world) Than live without him in mine (Her world is his, his and hers alone) He kept dreaming (Dreaming) Ooh, that some day he'd be a star (A superstar, but he didn't get far) But he sure found out the hard way That dreams don't always come true, oh no, uh uh (Dreams don't always come true, uh uh, no, uh uh) So he pawned down his hopes (Woo, woo, woo-woo) And even sold his old car (Woo, woo, woo-woo) Bought a one way ticket back to the life he once knew Oh yes he did, he said he would Oh-oh, he's leaving (Leaving) On that midnight train to Georgia, yeah (Leaving on a midnight train) Said he's going back to find, ooh (Going back to find) A simpler place and time, ooh, yeah (Whenever he takes that ride, guess who's gonna be right by his side) I'm gonna be with him (I know you will) On that midnight train to Georgia (Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo woo) I'd rather live in his world (Live in his world) Than live without him in mine (Her world is his, his and hers alone) Ooh, he's leaving (Leaving) On the midnight train to Georgia, yeah, ooh y'all (Leaving on the midnight train) Said he's going back to find (Going back to find) Ooh, a simpler place and time, ooh y'all, uh-huh (Whenever he takes that ride, guess who's gonna be right by his side) I've got to be with him (I know you will) On that midnight train to Georgia (Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia, woo woo) I'd rather live in his world (Live in his world) Than live without him in mine (Her world is his, his and hers alone) For love, gonna board the midnight train to ride For love, gonna board, gotta board the midnight train to go For love, gonna board, uh huh, the midnight train to go My world, his world, our world, mine and his alone My world, his world, our world, mine and his alone I got to go I got to go I got to go, hey I got to go I got to go My world, his world, my man, his girl I got to go I got to go, oh I got to go My world, his world, our world, his girl

Once upon a time there was an engineer.Drove a locomotive both far and near. Accompanied by a monkey that would sit on a stool Watching everything the engineer would do One day the engineer wanted a bite to eat, He left the monkey sitting on the driver's seat, The monkey pulled the throttle, the locomotive jumped the gun And did 80 miles an hour down the mainline run. Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line. Big locomotive No. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind. The engineer called up the dispatcher on the phone, To tell him all about his locomotive was gone. Dispatcher got on the wire, switch operator to the right, Cause the monkey's got the main line sewed up tight. The switch operator got the message on time, Said there's a Northbound livin' on the same main line, Open up the switch I'm gonna let him through the hole, Cause the monkey's got the locomotive under control. Big locomotive right on time, big locomotive coming down the line. Big locomotive No. 99, left the engineer with a worried mind.

the monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line-the line broke, the monkey got choked and they all went to heaven in a little row boat. Stop that train: I'm leavin' - today! Stop that train: I'm leavin' - anyway! Stop that train: I'm leavin'. And I said: It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong; I said, it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong. All my good life I've been a lonely man, Teachin' my people who don't understand; And even though I tried my best, I still can't find no happiness. So I got to say: Stop that train: I'm leavin' - oh, baby now! Stop that train: I'm leavin' - don't care what you say! Stop that train: I'm leavin'. And I said: It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong; Said, it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong. Some goin' east; and-a some goin' west, Some stand aside to try their best. Some livin' big, but the most is livin' small:: They just can't even find no food at all. I mean, stop it: Stop that train: I'm leavin' - leavin', mm-hmm. Stop that train: I'm leavin' - I don't mind! Stop that train: I'm leavin'. And I said: It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong; I said it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong. Stop that train: I'm leavin' - leavin'! Stop that train: I'm leavin' - can't take it! Stop that train: I'm leavin' - got to be better! It won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong; I said it won't be too long whether I'm right or wrong. [fadeout] Big Hike tomorrow...climbing from the bottom to the top of the highest point in Missouri. Wish us luck!

Well, When I Met You At The StationYou Were Standing With A Bootleg In Your Hand. I Took You Back To My Little Place For A Taste Of A Multicoloured Band. We're Gonna Get Hi Hi Hi, The Night Is Young. She'll Be My Funky Little Mama, Gonna Rock It And We've Only Just Begun. We're Gonna Get Hi Hi Hi With The Music On. Won't Say Bye-Bye Bye-Bye Bye-Bye Bye-Bye 'Til The Night Is Gone. I'm Gonna Do It To You, Gonna Do It, Sweet Banana, You'll Never Give Up. We're Gettin' Hi Hi Hi In The Midday Sun. Well Well, Take Off Your Face, Recover From The Trip You've Been On. I Want To Lie On The Bed, Get You Ready For My Polygon. I'm Gonna Do It To You, Gonna Do It, Sweet Banana, You've Never Been Done. Yes, I Go Like A Rabbit, Gonna Grab It, Gonna Do It 'Til The Night Is Done. We're Gonna Get Hi Hi Hi With The Music On. Won't Say Bye-Bye Bye-Bye Bye-Bye Bye-Bye 'Til The Night Is Gone. I'm Gonna Do It To You, Gonna Do It, Sweet Banana, You'll Never Give Up. We're Gonna Get Hi Hi Hi, We're Gonna Get Hi Hi Hi, We're Gonna Get Hi Hi Hi In The Midday Sun. Have a great weekend....

Oh man, it was an interesting hike on Saturday...lets just say we are lucky that search and rescue wasn't involved. Matt and I are safe and in one piece, and that is the Monday morning miracle! If you see something that looks like a star And it's shooting up out of the ground And your head is spinning from a loud guitar And you just can't escape from the sound Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you We were children once, playing with toys And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound of The low spark of high-heeled boys The percentage you're paying is too high priced While you're living beyond all your means And the man in the suit has just bought a new car From the profit he's made on your dreams But today you just read that the man was shot dead By a gun that didn't make any noise But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest, was The low spark of high-heeled boys If you had just a minute to breathe And they granted you one final wish Would you ask for something like another chance? Or something sim'lar as this? Don't worry too much It'll happen to you As sure as your sorrows are joys And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound of The low spark of high-heeled boys The percentage you're paying is too high priced While you're living beyond all your means And the man in the suit has just bought a new car From the profit he's made on your dreams But today you just read that the man was shot dead By a gun that didn't make any noise But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest, was The low spark of high-heeled boys (heeled boys) If I gave you everything that I owned And asked for nothing in return Would you do the same for me as I would for you? Or take me for a ride And strip me of everything, including my pride But spirit is something that no one destroys And the sound that I'm hearing is only the sound The low spark of high-heeled boys (heeled boys)

Miraculous you call it babeYou ain't seen nothing yet They've got Pepsi in the Andes Mcdonalds in Tibet Yosemite's been turned into A golf course for the Japs The Dead Sea is alive with rap Between the Tigris and Euphrates There's a leisure centre now They've got all kinds of sports They've got Bermuda shorts The had sex in Pennsylvania A Brazilian grew a tree A doctor in Manhattan Saved a dying man for free It's a miracle Another miracle By the grace of God Almighty And pressures of marketplace The human race has civilized itself It's a miracle We've got a warehouse of butter We've got oceans of wine We've got famine when we need it Got a designer crime We've got Mercedes We've got Porsche Ferrari and Rolls Royce We've got a choice She said meet me In the Garden of Gethsemane my dear The Lord said Peter I can see Your house from here An honest man Finally reaped what he had sown And farmer in Ohio has just repaid a loan It's a miracle Another miracle By the grace of God Almighty And pressures of marketplace The human race has civilized itself It's a miracle We cower in our shelters With our hands over our ears Lloyd-Webber's awful stuff Runs for years and years and years An earthquake hits the theatre But the operetta lingers Then the piano lids comes down And break his fucking fingers It's a miracle

When you were languishing in rooms I built to file you in And when the wind set down in funnel form and pulled you in I don't need to walk around in circles Walk around in circles, walk around in circles Walk around in Don't need to walk around in circles Walk around in circles, walk around in circles Walk around in And when the ghostly dust of violence traces everything And when the gas runs out, just wreck it, you insured the thing I don't need to walk around in circles Walk around in circles, walk around in circles Walk around in Don't need to walk around in circles Walk around in circles, walk around in circles Walk around in Doom da doom da doom What I'm doing, I'm doing Doom da doom da doom What I'm doing, I'm doing Doom da doom da doom What I'm doing, I'm doing Doom da doom da doom What I'm doing, I'm doing But I can't sigh, now that you made the move It has gone and gone to dogs, lay down on the floor For the right price I can get everything Slip into the car, go driving to the farthest star I don't need to walk around in circles Walk-a, in circles, walk around in circles Walk around in a Don't need to walk around in circles Walk around in circles, walk around in circles Walk around in, walk around in

If you don't know, ask the better half.... ;-) Glad you are ok....next time I will send you a homing pigeon..... Reluctantly crouched at the starting line, Engines pumping and thumping in time. The green light flashes, the flags go up. Churning and burning, they yearn for the cup. They deftly maneuver and muscle for rank, Fuel burning fast on an empty tank. Reckless and wild, they pour through the turns. Their prowess is potent and secretly stearn. As they speed through the finish, the flags go down. The fans get up and they get out of town. The arena is empty except for one man, Still driving and striving as fast as he can. The sun has gone down and the moon has come up, And long ago somebody left with the cup. But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns. And thinking of someone for whom he still burns. He's going the distance. He's going for speed. She's all alone In her time of need. Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course, He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse, He's going the distance. No trophy, no flowers, no flashbulbs, no wine, He's haunted by something he cannot define. Bowel-shaking earthquakes of doubt and remorse, Assail him, impale him with monster-truck force. In his mind, he's still driving, still making the grade. She's hoping in time that her memories will fade. Cause he's racing and pacing and plotting the course, He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse. The sun has gone down and the moon has come up, And long ago somebody left with the cup. But he's striving and driving and hugging the turns. And thinking of someone for whom he still burns. Cause he's going the distance. He's going for speed. She's all alone In her time of need. Because he's racing and pacing and plotting the course, He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse. He's racing and pacing and plotting the course, He's fighting and biting and riding on his horse. He's going the distance. He's going for speed. He's going the distance.

I had nada, bent down to tie my shoe at a fork in the trail and ended up heading in the opposite direction as Matt. We were separated for 1.5 hrs...Definitely need Velcro and some walkie talkies... Oh well, I'm the type of guy who will never settle down Where pretty girls are well, you know that I'm around I kiss 'em and I love 'em 'cause to me they're all the same I hug 'em and I squeeze 'em they don't even know my name They call me the wanderer Yeah, the wanderer I roam around, around, around Oh well, there's Flo on my left and there's Mary on my right And Janie is the girl with that I'll be with tonight And when she asks me, which one I love the best? I tear open my shirt I got Rosie on my chest 'Cause I'm the wanderer Yeah, the wanderer I roam around, around, around Oh well, I roam from town to town I go through life without a care And I'm as happy as a clown I with my two fists of iron and I'm going nowhere I'm the type of guy that likes to roam around I'm never in one place, I roam from town to town And when I find myself fallin' for some girl I hop right into that car of mine and ride around the world Yeah I'm the wanderer Yeah, the wanderer I roam around, around, around Oh yeah, I'm the type of guy that likes to roam around I'm never in one place, I roam from town to town And when I find myself a-fallin' for some girl I hop right into that car of mine and drive around the world Yeah, 'cause I'm a wanderer Yeah, a wanderer I roam around, around, around 'Cause I'm a wanderer Yeah, a wanderer I roam around, around, around 'Cause I'm a wanderer Yeah, a wanderer hahahaha... I can laugh about it now!

......and straight on to morning..... Even tinker bell knows that...... Guess you are really a Lost Boy.... (Spoken) Hold on this song has a little introduction to it It's ain’t supposed to be sad though you might feel it that way It's a song about desperation, Every now and then we do get desperate This is a song about L-O-V-E, and if you abuse it you're gonn' lose it and if you lose it you're gonn' 'buse and if you 'buse it you aint gonn' be able to choose it cuz you aint gonn' have it further on down the line things aint gonn' be so fine you're gonn' to be sitting there on your little.. machine tryin to look and keep it clean and You’re going to be home playing bingo all night all alone and that's why your sittin there by the telephone and you know that she aint goin to call you! So you put on the TV and you're watchin Johnny Carson segwayin right into the Tomorrow show but that don't got the go so you turn it off ya turn on the radio, the radio don’t' seem to get the click so you say "Hey Man, I can't lickety split" You start to open up a little book and there's somethin there you got to overlook and you say "BABY, you know there's somethin on my mind! "You say "Baby there's somethin on my mind - I know that you're home and I know you aint all alone! " So you start walking over to her house and you get over to her house and you walk over to her door and you start poundin on her door and you say "Open up the door bitch!” This is wooba gooba with the green teeth, let me in!!" Well, she opens up the door and then you just kinda walk up to her and say "Baby", (say Baby!) you look up way up at her green mascara and you say "Oh my darling, you know her and me was at the party as friends - do not believe what they say that's only gossip that they tellin ya - a wise crack of lies!" You say Darling!!! Take your big curls and squeeze them down Ratumba - What's the name of the chick with the long hair? (Rapunzel!) Hey Rapunzel! Heh heh... Hey Reputa the beautah! Reputa the Beautah! Hey Reputa the Beautah flip me down your hair and let me climb up to the ladder of your love!! Because this is the wooba gooba sayin to ya "Love comes once and when it comes you better grab it fast cuz sometimes the love you grab aint gonn' last and I believe I musta, You know I think I musta, You know baby I think I musta, You know I think I musta, I musta got lost!!!!!!! 1…2….3… (Sung) Never thought about tomorrow Seemed like a long time to come How could I be so blind, baby Not to see you were the one I let ya slip on from me baby I let ya walk on by, Shoulda loved, you told me I refused to love, I let it die Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost Somewhere down the line Musta got lost, musta got lost Give away the day you were mine Don't know why I let you leave me Honey I don’t know See its hard to see lovin' comin baby But I have a way to see it go Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost Somewhere down the line Musta got lost, I got lost Give away the day you were mine Love can be a sweet thing girl I just don't understand made a game outta lovin' you now I hold a losin' hand Musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost Somewhere down the line Musta got lost, I got lost girl Give away the day you were mine I just don't understand it I just don't understand it I just don't understand it And I musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost Somewhere down the line, hey Musta got lost, baby, I got lost girl Give away the day you were mine Musta got lost, I got lost, musta got lost somewhere down the line Musta got lost, I got lost girl Give away the day you were mine C’mon Oh, I got lost, double-crossed Your lovin, give it to me all night long (Instrumental Break) I said your love got me higher, than I ever been lifted before I said your love got me higher, than I ever been lifted before…… Somewhere…………………

That one was spot on! Come down off your throne and leave your body alone. Somebody must change. You are the reason I've been waiting so long. Somebody holds the key. [Chorus:] But I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time And I'm wasted and I can't find my way home. Come down on your own and leave your body alone. Somebody must change. You are the reason I've been waiting all these years. Somebody holds the key. [Chorus] But I can't find my way home. But I can't find my way home. But I can't find my way home. But I can't find my way home. Still I can't find my way home, And I ain't done nothing wrong, But I can't find my way home. Have a great evening! One down 4 to go...

To Tuesday! Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare, Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold. I'll be there I'll be there I will be there. Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed. They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way. Praying for survival at the end of the day. There is no compassion for those who stay. I'll be there I'll be there I will be there There must be someone who can set them free: To take their sorrow from this odyssey To help the helpless and the refugee To protect what's left of humanity. Can't you see Can't you see Can't you see I'll be there I'll be there I will be there; To heal their sorrow To beg and borrow Fight tomorrow. --- Step inside! Hello! We've a most amazing show You'll enjoy it all we know Step inside! Step inside! We've got thrills and shocks, supersonic fighting cocks. Leave your hammers at the box Come inside! Come inside! Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show! Left behind the bars, rows of Bishops' heads in jars And a bomb inside a car Spectacular! Spectacular! If you follow me there's a speciality Some tears for you to see Misery, misery, Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show! Next upon the bill in our House of Vaudeville We've a stripper in a till What a thrill! What a thrill! And not content with that, With our hands behind our backs, We pull Jesus from a hat, Get into that! Get into that! Roll up! Roll up! Roll up! See the show! [Karn Evil 9 1st Impression Part 2] Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside There behind a glass stands a real blade of grass Be careful as you pass, move along, move along Come inside, the show's about to start Guaranteed to blow your head apart Rest assured you'll get your money's worth Greatest show in Heaven, Hell or Earth You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh Right before your eyes we pull laughter from the skies And he laughs until he cries, then he dies, then he dies Come inside, the show's about to start Guaranteed to blow your head apart You've got to see the show, it's a dynamo You've got to see the show, it's rock and roll, oh Soon the Gypsy Queen in a glaze of vaseline Will perform on guillotine, what a scene, what a scene Next upon the stand will you please extend a hand To Alexander's Ragtime Band, Dixieland, Dixieland Roll up, roll up, roll up See the show Performing on a stool we've a sight to make you drool Seven virgins and a mule, keep it cool, keep it cool We would like it to be known the exhibits that were shown Were exclusively our own, all our own, all our own Come and see the show, come and see the show Come and see the show See the show [Karn Evil 9 2nd Impression] [instrumental] [Karn Evil 9 3rd Impression] Man alone, born of stone, Will stamp the dust of time His hands strike the flame of his soul; Ties a rope to a tree and hangs the Universe Until the winds of laughter blows cold. Fear that rattles in men's ears And rears its hideous head Dread... Death... in the wind... Man of steel pray and kneel With fever's blazing torch Thrust in the face of the night; Draws a blade of compassion Kissed by countless Kings Whose jewelled trumpet words blind his sight. Walls that no man thought would fall The altars of the just Crushed... Dust... in the wind... No man yields who flies in my ship Danger! Let the bridge computer speak Stranger! Load your program. I am yourself. No computer stands in my way Only blood can cancel my pain Guardians of a new clear dawn Let the maps of war be drawn. Rejoice! Glory is ours! Our young men have not died in vain, Their graves need no flowers The tapes have recorded their names. I am all there is Negative! Primitive! Limited! I let you live! But I gave you life What else could you do? To do what was right I'm perfect! Are you?

When I'm nervous I have this thing, yeah, I talk too muchSometimes I just can't shut the hell up It's like I need to tell someone, anyone who'll listen And that's where I seem to fuck up Yeah, I forget about the consequences For a minute there I lose my senses And in the heat of the moment my mouth starts going The words start flowing, oh But I never meant to hurt you I know it's time that I learnt to Treat the people I love like I wanna be loved This is a lesson learnt I hate that I let you down And I feel so bad about it I guess karma comes back around 'Cause now I'm the one that's hurting, yeah And I hate that I made you think That the trust we have is broken Don't tell me you can't forgive me 'Cause nobody's perfect No, no, no, no, no, no, no, nobody's perfect, no If I could turn back the hands of time I swear I never would have crossed that line I should have kept it between us But, no, I went and told the whole world how I'm feeling, oh So I sit and I realize With these tears falling from my eyes I gotta change if I wanna keep you forever I promise that I'm gonna try But I never meant to hurt you I know it's time that I learnt to Treat the people I love like I wanna be loved This is a lesson learnt I hate that I let you down And I feel so bad about it I guess karma comes back around 'Cause now I'm the one that's hurting, yeah And I hate that I made you think That the trust we have is broken So don't tell me you can't forgive me 'Cause nobody's perfect No, no, no, no, no, no, no, nobody's perfect I'm not a saint, no, not at all, but what I did, it wasn't cool But I swear that I'll never do that again to you, oh I'm not a saint, no, not at all, but what I did, it wasn't cool But I swear that I'll never do that again to you, yeah I hate that I let you down And I feel so bad about it I guess karma comes back around 'Cause now I'm the one that's hurting, yeah And I hate that I made you think That the trust we have is broken So don't tell me you can't forgive me 'Cause nobody's perfect, no I hate that I let you down And I feel so bad about it I guess karma comes back around 'Cause now I'm the one that's hurting, yeah And I hate that I made you think That the trust we have is broken Don't tell me you can't forgive me 'Cause nobody's perfect, yeah, yeah, whoa Don't tell me, don't tell Don't tell me you can't forgive me No, no, no, no 'Cause nobody's perfect, no

I know we're just like old friends We just can't pretend That lovers make amends We are reasons so unreal We can't help but feel that something has been lost But please you know you're just like me Next time I promise we'll be Perfect Perfect Perfect strangers down the line Lovers out of time Memories unwind So far I still know who you are But now I wonder who I was... Angel, you know it's not the end We'll always be good friends The letters have been sent on So please, you always were so free You'll see, I promise we'll be Perfect Perfect strangers when we meet Strangers on the street Lovers while we sleep Perfect You know this has to be We always were so free We promised that we'd be Perfect

Made a wrong turn once or twiceDug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that's alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss 'No way, it's all good' It didn't slow me down. Mistaken, always second guessing Underestimated, look I'm still around Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fucking perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me You're so mean (so mean) when you talk (when you talk) About yourself. You were wrong. Change the voices (change the voices) in your head (in your head) Make them like you instead. So complicated, Look how we all make it. Filled with so much hatred Such a tired game It's enough, I've done all I could think of Chased down all my demons I've seen you do the same (Oh oh) Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fucking perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me The whole world's scared, so I swallow the fear The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer So cool in lying and we try, try, try but we try too hard And it's a waste of my time. Done looking for the critics, cause they're everywhere They don't like my jeans, they don't get my hair Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)? (Yeah! Oh!) Oh, pretty, pretty, pretty Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fucking perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me (You're perfect, you're perfect) Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel Like you're nothing, you're fucking perfect to me.

I got my head but my head is unraveling cant keep control can't keep track of where it's traveling I got my heart but my heart's no good you're the only one that's understood I come along but I don't know where you're taking me I shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me turn off the sun pull the stars from the sky the more I give to you the more I die and I want you you are the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug the perfect drug you make me hard when i'm all soft inside I see the truth when i'm all stupid-eyed the arrow goes straight through my heart without you everything just falls apart my blood just wants to say hello to you my fear is warm to get inside of you my soul is so afraid to realize how very little bit is left of me take me with you without you everything just falls apart it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces

Well there's just a little bit of magicIn the country music we're singin' So let's begin We're bringin' you back down home where the folks are happy Sittin' pickin' and a-grinnin' Casually, you and me We'll Pick Up The Pieces, uh-huh Somebody yelled out at me Country music and company kind of makes it On a Sunday afternoon Picnic lunches of yesterday Should still have a place in your heart today Think it over 'Cause we'll all be goin' home so soon Love that fucking song......

Down in Ironton, MO they're pickin' and a-grinnin on the square every weekend in the fall. Just a perfect day Drink sangria in the park And then later, when it gets dark We go home Just a perfect day Feed animals in the zoo Then later a movie, too And then home Oh, it's such a perfect day I'm glad I spent it with you Oh, such a perfect day You just keep me hanging on You just keep me hanging on Just a perfect day Problems all left alone Weekenders on our own It's such fun Just a perfect day You made me forget myself I thought I was someone else Someone good Oh, it's such a perfect day I'm glad I spent it with you Oh, such a perfect day You just keep me hanging on You just keep me hanging on You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow You're going to reap just what you sow

Further on up the roadSomeone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me. Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me. Further on up the road, Baby, just you wait and see. You gotta reap just what you sow; That old saying is true. You gotta reap just what you sow; That old saying is true. Just like you mistreat someone, Someone's gonna mistreat you. You been laughing, pretty baby, Someday you're gonna be crying. You been laughing, pretty baby, Someday you're gonna be crying. Further on up the road You'll find out I wasn't lying. Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me. Further on up the road Someone's gonna hurt you like you hurt me. Further on up the road, Baby, just you wait and see.

Instant Karma's gonna get you Gonna knock you right on the head You better get yourself together Pretty soon you're gonna be dead What in the world you thinking of Laughing in the face of love What on earth you tryin' to do It's up to you, yeah you Instant Karma's gonna get you Gonna look you right in the face Better get yourself together darlin' Join the human race How in the world you gonna see Laughin' at fools like me Who in the hell d'you think you are A super star Well, right you are Well we all shine on Like the moon and the stars and the sun Well we all shine on Ev'ryone come on Instant Karma's gonna get you Gonna knock you off your feet Better recognize your brothers Ev'ryone you meet Why in the world are we here Surely not to live in pain and fear Why on earth are you there When you're ev'rywhere Come and get your share Well we all shine on Like the moon and the stars and the sun Yeah we all shine on Come on and on and on on on Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah Well we all shine on Like the moon and the stars and the sun Yeah we all shine on On and on and on on and on Well we all shine on Like the moon and the stars and the sun Well we all shine on Like the moon and the stars and the sun Well we all shine on Like the moon and the stars and the sun Yeah we all shine on Like the moon and the stars and the sun

Clap your hands, make a smileLet me know you hear me Stay a while, play with me Long as you are near me Way to go, straight I know Love to hear your laughter Without a care you are there Together ever after Me and you comin' through It's what we got together Lay it down, make it work No matter what the weather We got lot's of soul, lots of love Without a thought of givin' unselfishly You and me all the love we're given See the light Let it shi-i-i-ine Let it shine Down on me Feeling good Knew I wou--ould Ever since You set me free

Well, you wake up in the mornin', you hear the work bell ring And they march you to the table to see the same old thing Ain't no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with the man [Chorus:] Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me Let the Midnight Special shine a everlovin' light on me Yonder come miss Rosie, how in the world did you know? By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand She come to see the gov'nor, she wants to free her man [Chorus] If you're ever in Houston, well, you better do the right You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at all Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you down The next thing you know, boy, Oh! You're prison bound [Chorus] [Chorus]

Hey now, ordered my tickets for Dead and Co today, hey, hey... Whoa, yeah Countrymen, friends, lend me your ears I'll tell you a tale of fifteen years I'm an old man that's so forlorn I wanna see the city where I was born I got a feeling that I can't stand I wanna go home to my old land Ain't got no money, I ain't got a cent I can't get on that train to help me (CHORUS) Show me the way to St.Louis Show me the way Show me the way to St.Louis Show me the way Come on, people, gotta get moving Come on, people, gotta get grooving Show me the way to St.Louis Show me the way Step up to me, you city gents And I'll clean your shoes for fifteen cents I'll fix your tie, you'll look a smash If you don't mind, I'll take the cash Soon I'll get the money and I'll feel fine To pack my bags and drink my wine I only know I got to go home The good Lord told me so, so help me (CHORUS) Which train goes to Louis You know I got the fare I know my time's coming fast I got to try to raise the fare Come on, people, gotta get moving Come on, people, gotta get grooving Show me the way to St.Louis Show me the way Show me the way to St.Louis Show me the way Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis Louis, Louis, Louis, Louis...... Show me the way to St.Louis Show me the way Show me the way to St.Louis Show me the way Show me the way to St.Louis Show me the way....