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She's just sitting there
In her lace evening wear
Lights are low, she's solitary
That's the status quo
Didn't you know
He left so long ago
Its dead and buried
Feel it comin' on
Like a pantheon
I can't stand that old tune
Fills the whole room
Ooh everyone you ever knew
Is coming back to haunt you
Are you ready?
Ooh everyone you ever knew
Is coming back to haunt you
Hold steady
She wonders why you never called her
Why her world keeps getting' smaller
Why the kids keep getting' taller
And how could you?
He always wanted to know
What really happened that night
She didn't even want to go
But he put up such a good, good fight
Ooh everyone you ever knew
Is coming back to haunt you
Are you ready?
Ooh everyone you ever knew
Is coming back to haunt you
Hold steady
Ain't no grace
Coming face to face
There's no surprise
When you come eye to eye
Movin' on, movin' on
I feel it comin' on
Already
Ooh everyone you ever knew
Is coming back to haunt you
Are you ready?
Ooh everyone you ever knew
Is coming back to haunt you
Already
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Black Tambourine
03:11
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BLACK TAMBOURINE
We all know, we ain’t got long to go
It goes down fast and it comes up slow
And blame everyone you know
Whats that comin’ down?
Whats that comin’ down?
There’s just one thing that I wonder
Will it all crash down like thunder?
And who will shake my black tambourine?
I’ll be dressed in pink
To match that unholy tint across my cheek
And lookin’ down you’d think I’d speak
But what’s that rollin’ down
What’s that rollin’ down?
There’s just one thing that I wonder
Will it all crash down like thunder?
And who will shake my black tambourine?
When the morning comes
You will know I’ve had my fun
And it won’t hurt a bit, when you’re in the thick of it
And everything’s white as snow
And blame everyone you know
There’s just one thing that I wonder
Will it all crash down like thunder?
And who will shake my black tambourine?
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Green Eyes
04:46
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GREEN EYES
My eyes are green
And they’ve seen everything
My eyes are brown
My tears fall to the ground
My eyes are blue
And all they see is you
My eyes are black
And I’m not comin back
See these eyes
And tell me you don’t know
Look in these eyes
And see how far I have to go
I know what I’m getting to
I know everything is true
I’m getting to you
All I see is you
Hear this voice, its spoke of wiser things
Feel these arms, they’ve held evrything
And now this cage, its stuck in second gear
But the sound of your heart beating
Is the sweetest thing I’ll ever hear
And I hear the drums
Faint behind the beat
My hand still strums
A song I sing so sweet
Yeah my hands are strong
They’ve turned dark to light
Yeah they turned it on
And won the fight
But tonight
I know what I’m getting to
I know everything is true
I’m getting to you
All I see is you
How green was my valley
How black was the night
How golden were the blooms
How could you ever see the light
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Traveling Man
03:28
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TRAVELLIN’ MAN
Everybody’s got a place to be
Everybody’s got a home but me
But there is no place I’d rather be
Than sleepin’ in his arms
Everybody wants a place to land
Everybody needs somewhere to stand
But I have got myself a travellin’ man
And oh I love to hold his hand
I don’t know when I’ll be back this way
I don’t know how long I’m gonna stay
I sit on my suitcase and I scheme away
As the clouds roll on
Memories can drive you crazy you know
I pull over to the side of the road
Watch the cars go by and weigh my load
Feel that gnawing in my bones
I got legs made for movin’ on
I wont be stayin’ here for long
I never owned no sensible shoes
And that’s the truth
Everybody wants a place to land
Everybody needs somewhere to stand
But I have got myself a travellin’ man
And Lord I love to hold his hand
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Every Mother's Son
03:10
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Oh I know it's funny
You'd think I'd be the sentimental type
You'd think I'd stay up all the long night
But it's foolish to start
And headaches come cheap
I'm lost in reveries
You think you're saying something
But it's nothing to me
Two fifty records in colour sleeves
Now you're talkin'
You're talkin'
You're talking' to me
Oh kid, get a haircut
And get home to bed
You're thinking you're saying something
But it's long gone and said
Easy on the wind Joe
It's just trying' to get through
You start out so small
But if people just knew
Everyone's an expert
But nobody knows
It's been a long time
Since I looked down the road
Oh and the March fly
It does blow
Everybody wants one
But nobody runs'
Not even when the big one comes
And every mother's son
Makes their own fun
Every mother's son
Is gonna make their own fun
Every mother's son
Is gonna make their own fun
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Strangers Teeth
02:50
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STRANGERS TEETH
What you gonna see with those stranger’s eyes
What you gonna see
The top of the town or the taps runnin’ gold
But you wont be seein’ me
How's it gonna feel with those stranger’s hands
How's its gonna feel
Like the lonely night that don't understand
Like the hands that grip the wheel
How's it gonna sit on that stranger’s knee
How's it gonna sit
Like the itch that won't quit, the head that won't lift
That's how it's gonna sit
How you gonna run
With those stranger’s legs
How you gonna run home to me
Mama always told me
Don't talk to strangers
And I don't know the man that I see
Who you gonna bite with those stranger’s teeth
Who you gonna bite
Who you gonna grab in the middle of the night
Who'll be left, who'll be right
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Jutta
04:15
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JUTTA
It’s not all about me Leonard
And its sure not all about you
There’s something greater you see
I know it in my bones
But I know you
And you won’t let them listen to me
Go back to your family
Didn’t I blow you away like a feather
Oh there you were and here you are
Like an American GI
A real swell guy
And I sailed through sullen weather
Fifty dollars in my purse
November 1955
Crawled off a freighter barely alive
Oh its a magic carpet ride
It’s an order higher than science
That’s why I will not play your song Its not defiance
I’ll never touch one again Leonard
Cos when you turn
You really turn
And I had nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Nowhere to go except a whole new ride
Into a future unseen
Oh I will work those machines
Maybe shutterbug by night
Paint the city lights I’ll be alright
Oh and there were dark red days
When like a good foreign girl I’d play
Silvery swing and hot high step
Squalor, splendor and unpaid rent
Oh and its a magic carpet ride
It’s an order higher than science
That’s why I cannot play your song
Its not defiance
I’ve only got myself to blame Leonard
I shied away from limelight
Shook it up with stagefright
And whisky
I never ceased to believe
My friends will find out in my obituary
Oh Len my future was so bright
Did it haunt you at night
Go home and watch your color TV
You know its not for me
Its a magic carpet ride
It’s a higher order than science
That’s why I could not play your song
Its not defiance
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I Cut My Own Hair
04:08
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I CUT MY OWN HAIR
I cut my own hair
I don't sleep at night
I hear them say ‘yeah yeah yeah
Everything's alright’
Yeah yeah yeah
I don't believe in nothin'
Not a thing that they say
All that huffin' and that puffin'
Just gonna kill 'em dead or turn their hair grey
You can tell me anything
Anything at all
We can go anywhere
We won’t fall
Darlin’ I look up to you
You’re so tall
Oh its like a knife to my heart
I said ‘Please, turn that off’
I sit back in my seat and close my eyes
Until my world goes soft
I found the secret, boys
You just gotta make your words done fit
I know the secret, girls
You just gotta get your skirt to split
I cut my own hair
And I don’t sleep at night
And I hear ‘em say ‘yeah yeah yeah
Everything’s alright’
Maybe there's no paradise
But I dig my own grave
I will echo you
Til there’s no time to save
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Milliner
03:51
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MILLINER
Men would stop me on the street
And beg me where'd you get that hat
I've got to have one for my wife
I've got to have one just like that
Then they'd throw their money down
And I'd add a few guineas on
And take it off right there in the street
Before I walked bare headed into town
I am a milliner
And I am the very best
They all tipped their hats to me
My satin ribbons flowing free
A heavy hat is an abomination
I was just born to knowing this
Like a bird knows how to fly
Like a girl knows how to kiss
The Imperial Arcade
Was where I kept my rooms
Filled with lustrous baronet bows
Of Cactus rose and china blue
I am a milliner
And I am the very best
They all tipped their hats to me
My satin ribbons flowing free
I let them watch me walk on by
Catch their breath and wonder how
I could look so fine, where could they get a hat like mine
I’d wink from my right eye
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Highway Patrol
06:25
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Darling you're sitting so terribly close
I'm close to the end and could use a fresh dose
Rain falls so hard I think the roof will cave in
I'm making the tea and dreaming of sin
I'm hoping for mercy
And watching TV
And tired of the eyes that all seem to watch me
I'm doing my bit
For the good of mankind
I'm all polished up and my songs are all shined
Been walking for years
My hound at my side
Through grass grown so tall
Through skies that just cry
And I nod at the strangers
That all seem to know
To keep out of the way
Of me and my shadow
There's one more conversation
I'm saved from today
I hear they all love me
But I don't know their names
And surely you know me
Too well to be nervous
They all got a plan
But they ain't got no purpose
It all makes sense to me
I think I'm the only one
That's dodging the bullets
And chasing the sun
It might seem cliched, dumb and irresponsible
But the road keeps on going
And I am unstoppable
I hear them calling
The train'll stop here soon
I've been waiting so long
Since April or June
Time's drifting by
Like it's got no agenda
And I'm sifting lies
From the mouth of the sender
Im staring out the window
And sleeping too heavy
And remembering a boy
With a fucked up old Chevy
He'd take his hands from the wheel
Just to get a reaction
Slipping on tyres that ain't got no traction
I'm drifting, I'm drifting
I'm drifting along
I'm drifting away in the arms of a song
My eyes are half open
I'm shoving through crowds
They're throwing their heads back
And laughing out loud
At jokes I don't get
People I don't know
I gotta start walking to make the next show
I've got a condition
I've got a disease
It's called rock'n'roll fever
And its got me on my knees
They're calling my name
And I gotta follow
The lines are so long
And the dreams are so hollow
Its hard to keep up
And run with my brothers
When I'm walking through fields
And dreaming of others
Pledging my soul, pledging my soul
Listening for soldiers on highway patrol
I gotta go now
Tend to the wounded and milk the poor cow
I'm falling, I'm falling
Its like a disease
Hits like a hammer
And slips in like a breeze
Come on you know me
I don't stand on ceremony
I'll wait at your door
But I won't ride your pony
They're calling, they're calling
And I gotta go
I gotta plug in and prepare for the show
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Lo Carmen Sydney, Australia
With every genre defying record she releases; equal parts rolling narratives and slow burning supernatural sounds, Lo Carmen's reputation as a lyrical heavyweight continues to build. Her impeccably penned songs offer a compelling authenticity and fearlessness, carving out a true cosmic musical niche for herself. ... more
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