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"Back Home"

"Back Home"



Goin' back right through the city
Through the country, rivers so pretty
People wonder why I'm going back home
Just the place where I belong

Back home, back home,
Back home, back home

Well I'm a round the world rambler
Just a fortune gambler
It's always good to be back home

'round and 'round, the world goes 'round
Got my friends in every town
From border to border, every place I've been
I've gotta be back if you know what I mean

Back home, back home,
Back home, back home

Well I'm a round the world rambler
Just a fortune gambler
It's always good to be back home
 
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"Backbiting Baby"

"Backbiting Baby"



Sometimes you feel when you get hurt
Vibrations all around
It's the same when you're digging in the dirt
And there's nothing to be found
You got a feeling and the feeling gets stronger
That your whole world is falling down
Baby this can't go on much longer
Hide your smile, don't treat me like a hound-dog

Backbiting baby can you hear me
Your days are numbered now
Everybody's breathing more freely
Cause you're backbiting's over now
Backbiting baby can you hear me
Your days are numbered now
Everybody's breathing more freely
And I'll just take a bow

You got a feeling and the feeling gets stronger
This girl must leave the place
And every minute she stays longer
Oh I just can't stand her face
 
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"Bad News To Fall In Love (With A Mean Motherfucker)"

"Bad News To Fall In Love (With A Mean Motherfucker)"


Don't try to put the blame on me
Every night I come stealin' home
You keep thinkin' I've been drinkin'
I've been missin' you, no, no

Damn sheriff ain't no friend of mine
Hand-coffin' my good times
Got no pity, show no mercy
Sure makes me think of you

He's so uptight
Downtown, can't get enough
Of the way I pay for love
Cause I'm ready, I got plenty
Who's complainin' when there's no more than enough

A deck of cards and a pair of dice
Make me feel twice as nice
The wheel's spinnin'
And I'm winnin'
'til I walk through the door
Like I said before:

It's bad news to fall in love [3x]
With a mean motherfucker

Half dead 'til the afternoon
Wake up feelin' cruel
You don't get it, I just said it
Pour the booze and fetch my silver spoon
Don't mind bein' critical
This love thing's pitiful
Why don't you let it
Fade and forget it
I'm bad news for a girl like you
And I'm warnin' you

It's bad news to fall in love [3x]
With a mean motherfucker
 
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"Ballad Of A Thin Man"

"Ballad Of A Thin Man"



Well you walk into the room, with your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked and you say: who's that man
You try so hard, but you don't understand
Just what you will say when you get home

Because somethin' is happenin'
You don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You raise up your head and you ask: is this where it is?
And somebody points to you and says: it's his
And you say: what's mine and somebody else says: Well what is?
And you say Oh my God, am I here all alone

But somethin' is happenin'
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You hand in your ticket and you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you when he hears you speak
And says: how does it feel to be such a freak
And you say: "impossible" as he hands you a bone

And somethin' is happenin' here
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

You have many contacts among the lumber jacks
To get you facts when someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect, anyway they already expect
You to give a check to the tax-deductible Charity organizations

Ah, you've been with the professors and they've all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have discussed lappers and crooks
You've been trough all of their Scott Fitzgerald books
You're very well read, it's well-known

But somethin' is happenin'
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well the sword swallower, he comes up to you and then he kneels
He crosses himself and he clicks his high-heels
And without further notice he asks you how it feels
And he says: here is your throat back, thanks for the loan

And you know something' is happenin'
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget, shouting the word "Now"
And you say: for what reason, and he says "How"
You say: "what does this mean", and he screams back: "you're a cow"
Give me some milk or else go home

And you know somethin' is happenin'
But you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?

Well you walk into the room like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket and your nose to the ground
There ought to be a law against you comin' around
You should be made to wear earphones

'Cause somethin' is happenin'
And you don't know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
 
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"Beautiful Blue"

"Beautiful Blue"



They got gadgets for sale, pretty girls
Fat motorcycles and fast cars too
They got the coolest fashion in fishing gear
Everybody's hooked on cannibal food
Everybody's hooked on cannibal food
Everybody's hooked on cannibal food oh yeah

They all live together in this crazy town
Wide awake and waiting for you
G-strings up their pretty cracks
And pussies shaved as smooth as glass
Pussies shaved as smooth as glass
Pussies shaved as smooth as glass oh yeah

The only way to save your life
Is to run away with the speed of light
To run away with the speed of light
To run away with the speed of light
This place was made to kill you
It's name was meant to fool you

Beautiful blue

They got nightclubs on fire, say no more
Sick individuals in stereo
The next thing to crackin' is expensive fear
Everybody diggin' for the virgin blow
Everybody diggin' for the virgin blow
Everybody diggin' for the virgin blow oh yeah

Living together in this crazy world
Wide awake and waitin' for you
They got giant dicks hanging down their slacks
And smiles that swing like modern jazz
Smiles that swing like modern jazz
Smiles that swing like modern jazz oh yeah

Well the only way to save your life
Is to run away with the speed of light
Is to run away with the speed of light
Is to run away with the speed of light
This place was meant to kill you
It's name was made to fool you

Beautiful blue, beautiful blue
Beautiful blue, beautiful blue
Aha, aha, aha, aha
 
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"Big Tree Blue Sea"

"Big Tree Blue Sea"



Morning sunshine, praise the earth
Fill your glass with wine and dirt
I don't mind, I'm the big tree
I don't mind, I'm the blue sea

Paper castles, filled with words
Limbo policemen please the herd
I don't mind, I'm the big tree
I don't mind, I'm the blue sea

I'm sun, I'm warm, I'm child of the moon
Even when it's dark, I'll send the dune
Can't you hear there's fishermen laughing
The whale dips down, I hear him crying for me
I'm shade, I'm good, I'm beams in June
Even when it's dark, I'll light your room
Don't you know the clown has feelings
Talking revolution, secret meetings, who's free
Who's free, free

Morning sunshine, praise the earth
Fill your glass with blood and dirt
I don't mind, I'm the big tree
I don't mind, I'm the blue sea
 
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"Bloody Buccaneers"

"Bloody Buccaneers"



Your love tells me how
Hey-la hey-la hey-lo
I scratch the morning with a diamond
Bucked the storm like a whore last night
I'm goin' after that Spanish Galion
Skull, bones and dangerous

I got a tattoo big, always saved my life
A burnin' heart with a stabbin' knife
We swear by the bread and the wine
More serious than any divine

Hey-la hey-la hey-lo
Mexican silver, shining gold
Jewels, pearls and rum in the hold
I'm the alligator-law, chewin' on your bait
Ransacking loading you from stern to gate
Last night I saw you against the moon
My beautiful princess white as snow
Nothing wrong about leaning on a shoulder
When you're outta breath

Ho ho let me escort you
And take you to my cabin down below

Ah, you bring the devil out in me
Ah you make me sin baby, sin baby
Again and again

Oh yeah bloody Buccaneer
The crew's plottin' sharp for the prize
So I lock the door and leave a note outside
Any man break into this room
Better prepare for death and doom

I had my cutlass on her neck
Warm and white I told her
I'm a pirate from the Skeleton Isles
And I never forget the sweet things she said

Ah, you bring the devil out in me
Ah you make me sin baby, sin baby
Again and again
Oh yeah bloody Buccaneer
Mexican silver, Peruvian gold
 
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"Bombay"

"Bombay"



Bombay seems lost in dreams
When the pipes let off steam
In a backroom, somewhere, anywhere in L.A.
Next payday comes, I'll be gone
By boats and planes, it's pre-arranged
You can't catch me, I'm on my way back to Bombay

Bombay, Bombay, Bombay, Bombay
Ain't gonna leave no trace
Gonna wash away my face
In the Bombay river
I'm gonna settle
I'm gonna stay in Bombay

I'm gonna trade my past
For a new life at last
Sit back and have another blast
If I die, Kamasutra's the reason why
Kama, kama, kama, kamasutra,
Kama, kama, I surrender

Bombay, Bombay, Bombay, Bombay
Ain't gonna leave no trace
Gonna wash away my face
In the Bombay river
I'm gonna settle
I'm gonna stay in Bombay

Bombay, Bombay..........
 
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"Brother Wind"

"Brother Wind"



Brother wind, what kind of wind are you
You blow all over earth
We hunger for love, we're tired of pain
All you bring is dirt

Brother wind bring some fresh air
For the sake of human being
People are ready for all that's good
Open those eyes, which haven't yet seen

Brother wind, brother wind, brother wind

Brother wind, what kind of wind are you
You blow all through these lands
We murder for some high reason
All at your command

Brother wind it maybe right
You have us on a string
But all I know it might take a while
It's not your song we're gonna sing

Brother wind, brother wind, brother wind
 
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"Buddy Joe"

"Buddy Joe"



Let me tell you about Buddy Joe
When he came down from Mexico
With his pockets full of gold
With his pockets full of gold

Have you something to declare
Are you sure there's nothing there
'Cos if there is, don't say
You've not been told

Oh, Buddy Joe
What have they done with the gold
Well, I don't really know

Well Buddy Joe searched all his life
Through Mexico, all the riversides
Not for the money, but for the gold
He needs to hold

Well Buddy Joe was proud as he was
Could not stand all the fuss
When they got to all his gold
He was ready to go

Oh, Buddy Joe
What have they done with the gold
I don't really know

Well you'll understand he didn't stand a chance
Everybody was shouting commands
When Buddy Joe split in a hurry
He was ready to be buried

Oh Buddy Joe
What have they done with the gold
I don't really know
 
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