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Suits are picking up the bill |
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In a line at the cafe
I overheard the waitress say
"These cats is broke I knows 'em!
Throw 'em out the doors and close 'em."
Spirits sagging, funds are low
this occupation has got to go.
Up pulls a limo - up goes a thrill
the Suits are picking up the bill!
It's alright for them to tag along.
It's just one more bill they're tacking on.
I'll find some way to get along.
The business suits to the rescue.
So nice doingbusiness with you.
You will really ape and clown
when you realize the dough
they're shelling out for this deal.
The Suits are picking up the bill!
I cannot see from where I'm standing.
My friends have passed out on the landing.
Guess one too many has left them hi and dry.
I'll be feeling down 'til the Suits get back in town. |
03:03 |
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Low down man |
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That low down man of mine,
mistreats me all the time.
Says he loves me only,
turns around and leaves me sad and lonely.
If he could see through my eyes,
be the one who cries,
he'd would see, he would never be
that low down man of mine.
That low down man with his low-down ways.
I know he'll go someday.
I'll wait 'til then, the story's ending.
Itwon't be long, but from now on.
If he could see thorugh my eyes,
be the one who cries,
he'd would see, he would never be
that low down man of mine.
If he could see through my eyes,
be the one who cries,
he'd would see,
he would come back to me,
that low down man of mine. |
04:14 |
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Ghost of Stephen Foster |
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Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise.
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
"Rooms were made for carpets, towersmade for spires
Ships were made for cannonade to fire off from inside them."
G;wine to run all night.
G'wine to run all day,
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo-dah-day.
Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise.
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
"Ships were made for sinking, whiskey made for drinking.
If we were made of cellophane,
we'd all get drunk much faster!" |
03:32 |
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Pallin' with Al |
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All the birds up in the trees have a different song to sing.
And it's better now they've learned to swing,
They've been pallin' with Al.
Down below at the candy shop they're still working at the same old chore.
But their stuff is sweeter tthan it was before
'cause they've been pallin' with Al.
Who's that man that's got the sentimental swing?
Plays that mess just like it doesn't mean a thing.
Gather 'round y'all and watch him pluck those strings.
When he gets that right hand pumpin'
all those kiddies got to start Buck Jumpin'.
Listen now and don't forget if you go for that solid jive,
You can always keep that dream alive.
Pallin' with Al. |
02:41 |
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05 |
Fat cat keeps getting fatter |
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Every do will have it's day.
That's what people used to say.
Nowadaysit's not the case.
There's a fat cat runs the place.
While the cat's away those rats will surely throw down.
Listen up 'cause I'm telling you the low-down.
What does it matter if he keeps getting fatter?
Why should I bother it's just like every other.
The fat cat just keeps getting fatter.
He comes in ev'ry night.
Wakes me up before daylight.
All around that house o' mine.
It's pit-pat all the time. |
02:47 |
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Trou Macacq |
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This is the story of the Trou Macacq,
the pine box derby, the monkey track.
Not what I heard or saw on TV,
but what I witnessed entirely:
each bend in the road, was, in fact,
another curve on the monkey track.
Once upon a time we thought we were free
and had control over destiny.
We saw ourselves a competent band,
able to reason, prosper, and plan.
But we had a chamber up in the moon,
circumstance made us change our tune.
When the veil was torn from our face,
we became the monkeys riding the race.
You think you have the stuff it takes to break away.
Boy, you'll be on the track everyday.
Talent, vigor, drive,
you'll eatpeanut butter the rest of your live.
Then these last things you can arrange,
find other people equally strange.
Stuff yourselves in a van
and ride the pine box derby to the finish line
I said: Chris P. rides a serious plan,
he's gonna finish as fast as he can.
The Escalator takes it personally
and does not drive professionally.
Charming Enchantress and Bones can run
even when the windshield wipers are on.
I, the Broadcaster, avoid police
but the Bat was led into custody. |
03:17 |
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My drag |
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My Drag, it's the weight on my back.
I'm lost in the stack without my drag.
My blues, I'm alone and confused.
I'm spreading the news about my drag.
I could go right along singing songs
of love that happiness brings.
If I stop for a while I could smile and be glad,
but that crazy feeling comes back bad.
My drag... it's a hound on my tracks.
I just fell though the cracks of my drag. |
03:27 |
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Soon |
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I was walking down the street.
A stranger said to me: "Be careful whatyou do."
Then when waiting for a train,
I heard a strange refrain: "I'd watch out if I were you."
Is something going to happen soon?
Something's going to happen soon.
I have a phone that doesn't ring,
a linethat doesn't sting,
a letter never sent.
I have a dream where snowflakes fall
inside a painted hall,
but that don't pay the rent.
If youdraw a bow, draw the strongest.
If you use an arrow, use the longest.
Althoug I don't spook easily, it has occured to me,
transformation's in the air.
Are the heavens conspiring to show me this new thing
or hasit alwas been there? |
03:02 |
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Evening at Lafitte's |
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We meet at Lafitte's each night as twilight sleeps.
A kind of reverie,a kind of sleepy feeling stealing over me.
That's the place where everything's so fascinating,
great dancing and romancing.
That's the placewhere you and me could go.
If we were lover's, stealing an evening at Lafitte's. |
02:48 |
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The Kraken |
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Tonight I will dream far below the fading light.
My dream is for you.
My arms were made to hold you tight.
Now the time has come. The time has come. |
03:56 |
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That fascinating thing |
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When you do that thing, that fascinating thing,
I get so fascinated with you, baby.
My knees get weak anytime you speak my name.
The way you treat me, mama, means everything.
Come on and do that thing.
That Fascinating Thing! |
03:59 |
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It's over |
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It's all over.
There isn't anymore.
It's all over.
But what's it over for?
Just when you think the party's starting...It's over. |
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