Little Feat

[fox69]

"Blue Jean Blues"

"Blue Jean Blues"


I caught the bus out of New Orleans
Tipped my hat to the land of dreams
Looked out the window to try to forget
Where I was goin' ain't figured out yet
Southern Summer's got me soaked in sweat
I feel the cool green lawns of Connecticut
Miles apart, but it's all the same road
Holdin' barbed wire, had to let her go

Side-slippin' blind-sided zydeco feet
Hi-steppin' jumpin' don'thca feel the beat
A wash of noise comin' down the street
I singed before I felt her heat

She was a perfect girl
Livin' in a perfect world
A tightly packed package
From her head to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues

The wills and won'ts of the social fete
Dos and don'ts of cultural etiquette
The riddles of the politically correct
These are all things I don't seem to get
I'se all adrift in her garden set
I felt like God's own patriot
Miles apart but it's all the same road
I kissed her hand and said I got to go

She was a perfect girl
Livin' in a perfect world
A tightly packed package
From her head to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues

Duck the bullets, hit the bricks
You know I got to get away quick
This constant adoration
Staggers the imagination

Found myself down at the old log inn
Swattin' skeeters and remembering
Dimpled chin on her pretty little face
The curves of her body I won't soon erase

She was a perfect girl
Livin' in a perfect world
A tightly packed package
From her head to her shoes
So stylishly ripped in her blue jean blues

 

[fox69]

"Boom Box Car"

"Boom Box Car"


Yes you drivin' me crazy with your boom box automobile
Yeah you drivin' me crazy with your boom box automobile

Now I'd love to see you lose the keys to that menace on four wheels
It's so amplified... ain't no wonder why your paint's begun to peel
And those sub woofers hammerin' they're givin' my head a pain
It's either you or me if its me you see I'll jus' cop the plea...
Hey judge... I'm insane
I'm sore insane

You and your boom box car
You and your boom box car
Ya gone and drove me too far
With your boom box car

With all this rap dap 'o' lappin' and those bass drums a flappin
At a million and twenty dee bees
It's got my eyeballs bleadin' and my eardrums pleadin'
I'm beggin' mercy, please, please, please
But what has got me so mad is when you tell me oh dad
Ya 'bout as square as you can be
Would ya think I's neater if I blew out your tweeters
With this 12 guage across my knees
Give up the keys

You and your boom box car
You and your boom box car
Ya gone and drove me too far
With your boom box car

You know that back in my day we'd drive our Chevrolets
And take our dates way up on Blueberry Hill
And with very straight faces say 'the submarine race
Well they start about a quarter 'til'
But now you and your clowns just like to ride around town
With you volume knobs at ten
And the only thing bangin' in your station wagon
Is the beat bouncin' off your head
Ya might be brain dead soon be stone deaf

From your boom box car
Yes your boom box car
You gone and drove me too far
In your boom box car

 

[fox69]

"Borderline Blues"

"Borderline Blues"


I sit upon a hill and gaze out on the diamond lights
Strange night, strange city, down below
Neon lights will guide me
Take us all to a better place
Hang on, hang on
Wait for me, just wait for me

Another's smile reminds me
The past is ours, old friend of mine
The pictures still remain

One more night
Hold on, hold on
One more night
With these borderline blues
From a whisper to a shout
Before the flame burns out
Tomorrow is forever
So hold on one more night
Borderline blues

On the run in another city
Another country far from home
Walk slow and listen, the soul says it all
Silent conversations
Borderline blues far behind me
There lies my destiny
Waiting for me, waiting for me

It's takin' me a long time
Long lost from sleeping
I'm coming home, I'm coming home

One more night
Hold on, hold on
One more night
With these borderline blues
From a whisper to a shout
Before the flame burns out
Tomorrow is forever
So hold on one more night
Borderline blues

I see the coast, the stars
Spread to the four corners of the world
Free for just an instant
As I fell back down to earth
It's not enough to care anymore
Not enough room to hide
Troubles come and go
But the child remains inside (inside)

One more night
Hold on, hold on
One more night
With these borderline blues
From a whisper to a shout
Before the flame burns out
Tomorrow is forever
So hold on one more night
Borderline blues

 

[fox69]

"Brides Of Jesus"

"Brides Of Jesus"


Matthew stood by the wall and watched his love below
Her pale hair came in golden rings down below her shoulders
As she waved and slowly turned around
To find the path that led her to the ancient gate was closed

She said Matthew why won't you tell me what it is you see
Your smile so wide this figured grin
You look as if, you look as if you're looking right through me
Why won't you tell me how it is you see
Through the darkness all around me

No amulets or chains will work to keep the demons from
Or hide the night filled eyes from the brides of Jesus
The brides of Jesus
The brides of Jesus
Keep them over me
Keep them over me, can't you see
On tender-hooks and to be pleasure bent
His voice it scratched the air
May bring you so much sorrow
That you may be entertaining angels unawares

 

[fox69]

"Business As Usual"

"Business As Usual"


Come home last night wishin I could unwind
Turned on the news ya know it blew my mind
Current affairs got me in a spin
People everywhere doin' each other in
Fussin' and fightin' from dusk till dawn
Lyin', stealin, wheelin', dealin', it just keeps rollin' on
Nothin but bad news and it's wearin' kind of thin
With every news situation sems to be a no win

It's just business as usual
It's just business as usual

Send in the funds, keep the faith alive
Without your checks how can we survive
We got cars in the yard, bills to pay
Crosses to bear, we got souls to save
Each and every day, people sittin' round, a Sunday go to meetin' town
T.V. prophets bringing on a judgement day
The rectory's wrecked, the preacher's funds are goin' slowin' down
Elders eyes see their good life slippin' away

It's just business as usual
It's just business as usual

If it rings of truth throw it out the window
If you need any proof, it's any way the wind blows
If you're askin' me, I'll tell you that I don't know
And so it goes, so it goes
And it's all goin' down, on the outskirts of town
I saw it on the radio, in the heart of the village
It's rape, plunder, and pillage
I got it off the press, so it must be so
It must be so

It's just business as usual
It's just business as usual
It's just business as usual
It's just business as usual

 

[fox69]

"Cadillac Hotel"

"Cadillac Hotel"


You can open the window
Where the sunset meets the sea
Everything's for sale
Everything's for free

Sweet mother Mary
Sells her fortunes well
She's got all the answers
Just might save you from hell

Across the street at the bottomless cup
You can drink and drink but you can
Never get enough
You can have yours with sweet and low
You might even have the blues to go

One shot Johnny
Got a dog on a rope
Goin' from table to table
With a pocket full of hope

Rodeo riders and scarlet women
Lean against your walls
The show they're waitin' for
Is just three steps down the hall

The of king of jive looks like the queen of please
Makes his livin' on his hands and knees
You give and you give 'till you give it all
Oh, just think if these walls could talk, oh

I've climbed so high
And I've surely fell
Every story has a hero
Down at the Cadillac Hotel

El Dorado Slim
Works behind the desk
Either day or night
He can handle any request

J. C.'s screamin'
Bout turnin' water to wine
Got all in a big brown bag
In the lobby, just past nine, in an old Maytag

The homeless and haunted and street Van Gogh's
Lace their souls up tight
Hang your coat on a fin, you finally got in
Get ready for Cadillac night

Across the street at the bottomless cup
It's not about money, you can never get enough
A handful of honesty, a fist full of pride
It's not how you live, it's how you survive

I've climbed so high
And I've surely fell
Every story has a hero
Down at the Cadillac Hotel

I've climbed so high
And I've surely fell
Ten thousand feet to zero
Down at the Cadillac Hotel

 

[fox69]

"Cajun Girl"

"Cajun Girl"


Serious blue eyes, so pale and so shy
Look closer 'cause she's got that look in her eye
Red hair that sails on a soft southern breeze
Fingers that fly on accordion keys

You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl

Cook cajun, speak creole, and lay on the spice
Her fancy so free on these Saturday nights
She sings and she plays at the parish hall dance
Big city chanteuses just don't stand a chance

You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl

Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans
If you pole up the bayou St. John
The way twin fiddles play
And she squeezes her box until dawn
All night they carry on

Tell long leg Lucille I must send my regrets
It's nothin' she's done, it's just someone I met
With innocent heart, true talent so rare
She bloom on the bayou, this flower so fair

You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl
She's really somethin', my sweet singing cajun girl
You ain't seen nothin', 'till you've seen my cajun girl

Might find me a dream, just West of New Orleans
If you pole up the bayou St. John
The way twin fiddles play
And she squeezes her box until dawn
All night they carry on

 

[fox69]

"Cajun Rage"

"Cajun Rage"


Met a ragin' cajun
Down in Louisiana
In her high button shoes
And her flowered dress
Said her name was Hannah
She said do you know
We do it to and fro
Backwards and forwards
It's all the same
Just like ya say my name

And then she shake it
I can't mistake it
The way she moves ya know,
It's pure poetry
Now she's shakin' for me
Allons danser, petite cherie
Come on, come on, come on
Wan't you dance for me
Oh yeah
We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
Couchez fandango, that the king 'a' tango
Called the cajun rage

Now the cajun rage
And its incantations
Gone from town to town, state to state
Right across the nation
Ya jus' take the moves
Ya get from Rhythm and blues
Ya put yer one foot down
Back the bottom around
To that crazy sound

It get you shakin
Keeps ya achin'
When ya doin' it right it's pure poetry
So do it for me

Allons danser, petite cherie
Come on, come on, come on
Wan't you dance for me
We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
Put yer belly in the rhumba
That's a kind 'a' samba
Called the cajun rage

No heel and toe
No do se do
Now the two-step craze has turned the page
With that new old dance called the cajun rage
Now I'm way outta line
And I feel so fine, so fine
She said ya can't do that
In your cowboy hat
Put the hoe down, honey
Let's cut the chat, oh yeah, oh yeah

We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you call it?)
Doin' the cajun rage (yeah, yeah)
We do the cajun rage (what you say?)
Doin' the cajun rage (whoa, yeah)
Couchez fandango, dat's the kinda tango
Withyer belly in the rhumba
That's a kind 'a' samba
Lotta hip shakin', boppin',
That's the kinda rockin'
With the nude lambatta, ya know that's gotta
Be the cajun rage

 

[fox69]

"Calling The Children Home"

"Calling The Children Home"


Uptown, the other side of canal
The funky butt hall down on liberty street
All day long it was the criminal morgue
Where dead street boys take a load off ther feet

When the sun goes doen buddy bolden plays the blues
Room full of sin, buckets of booze
How that horn could travel on a hot southern night
He was calling the children home all right
He was calling the children home

Bury me down in new orleans
So I can spend eternity above ground
You can flood this town
But you can't shut the party down
Ain't no drownin' the spirit
We callin' the children home

Yeah that spasm band side show down in Jefferson Square
The band wagon battles ain't goin' no where
Storyville girls tellin' tales in the night
How they bought all the bulls with a song

Cocaine Lil, sweet miss thing
At the hotel y'all ring ding ding
Poundin' the ivory's down at mahogany hall
They was callin' the children home
Oh yeah, they was callin' the children home

Bury me down in new orleans
So I can spend eternity above ground
You can flood this town
But you can't shut the party down
Ain't no drownin' the spirit
Callin' the children home

Was it the paddle wheels of commerce make you move the president
Or the insiders and outlaws sellin' snake oil from the tent
A fresh breath of honesty would sure be heaven sent
But politics is politics, the business is the rent

Downtown people take to the streets
They checkin' the sounds, they lookin' to eat
Britsens manales just a trolly away
You can tease your palate any time night or day

There was the night at tips, when the fess hit the keys
Like a bomb goin' off, brought you down to your knees
Ernie K. Doe - Bobby Marchand -
Eddie Bo, don't forget Dr. John
They callin' the children home

Bury me down in new orleans
So I can spend eternity above ground
You can flood this town
But you can't shut the party down
Ain't no drownin' the spirit
We callin' the children home
Ain't no drownin' the spirit
We callin' the children home

 

[fox69]

"Candy Man Blues"

"Candy Man Blues"


Well all you ladies gather round
The good sweet candyman's in town
He's the candyman
Oh he's the candyman

He got a stick of candy nine inch long
He sells as fast as a hog can chew on his corn
He's the candyman
Oh he's the candyman

I heard what Sister Johnson says
She likes to take a stick of candy to bed
He's the candyman
Oh he's the candyman

Don't stand too close to the candyman
He'll leave a big candy stick in your hand
It's the candyman
Oh it's the candyman

He sold some candy to sister Pat
The very next day she took all he had
It's the candyman
Oh it's the candyman

If you try his candy, good friend of mine
you sure will want it for a long long time
He's the candyman
Oh he's the candyman

His stick of candy don't melt away
It just gets better, so the ladies say
He's the candyman
Oh he's the candyman