AL STEWART lyrics - Russians & Americans

Accident On 3rd Street

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Linda was killed last Saturday about fifteen blocks from where she lives In a car crash, people gathered ‘round the graveside friends and relatives dressed in black Preacher mumblin' how she's bound to go to Heaven The service started at half-past ten, it was all over by eleven. They say it's God's to give, and God's to take away But why He happened to pick Linda on a Saturday night, no one could say Maybe it's just one of those things, one of those things. They found guy the who did it, he had the lobotomy and the chicken eyes And he gazed around the courtroom with a kind of vague surprise Reminded me of one of those Vikings with the long-handled swords The kind of guy even Joan Baez would not feel non-violent towards. Said he wasn't looking, maybe he had had a bit too much It was dark, it was raining, he didn't see the light or some such It was just one of those things, one of those things. I asked my local guru the situation and he gave me this reply While pointing a bony finger up into the general direction of the sky ’Get on with your own life, it is not ours to reason why’ Said he used to worry about it once when he was young, now he doesn't even bother to try. He left me with a feeling that what he said was basically sound Like a black hole in space or philosophy, useless but profound Just one of those things, one of those things. Tonight I'm gonna take myself down to my local cafe Gonna get smashed out of my mind, gonna waste myself away Gonna drink and drink and sink into that dark abyss I wanna be just like that Viking, I wanna know if ignorance is truly bliss. Linda's in the cold ground, won't see her anymore Somewhere out on the highway tonight, the drunken engines roar It's just one of those things, one of those things. Oh, just one of those things.

Two Against Nature

STEELY DAN "Two Against Nature"
Bad news breaking in 18A Missy's kitty turn inside out she say Spider queen demon and that whole crew Across the lobby the wicker wing chair flew All the nice people those goodly souls Quaking in their respective hidey-holes Everyone's wasted in this gruesome dream Not a one of them left to hear you scream [CHORUS:] Two against nature don't you know Who's gonna grok the shape of things to go Two against nature make them groan Who's gonna break the shape of things unknown Madame Erzulie she come last night Bang you silly but leave a nasty bite There on your nightstand much worse than that Panatela and old black derby hat Call your doctor - call your shrink Western science she strictly rinkydink They all masissi but we hang tough Apsatively gonna help you beat that stuff [CHORUS:] Two against nature tan and lean Puttin' big heat on skanky things unseen Two against nature slinging dread These boys wanna bang the skulls of things undead T-Bone Angie she champion liar Sew the mouth shut with rusty chicken wire Brother Lou Garue and the Jerry Garry Sprinkling chicken water gonna hush all three Beautiful housewife in deep distress 'Specially you deserve our very best Two against nature they got that stuff Good things happening when you see about us [CHORUS:] Two against nature love this gig Pull up the weeds before they're too damn big Two against nature stand alone Who's gonna chase the shape of things unknown Two against nature don't you know Who's gonna drop the boom on things to go Two against nature make them groan Gonna go bang-zoom to the moon on things unknown Scrape the wallboards the whole damn batch Catch the maggoty eggs before they hatch Pepper and ratbone make damn sure Shake the rubbish out on the patio floor Soak the timber with special spray Nuke the itty bitty ones right where they lay Whip the bastards while they still green Take the firemop - sweep it kissing clean

Spur Of The Moment

LUDACRIS "Red Light District"
[Quik] Gotta keep it a secret (woo!) [Luda] Ay man let me ask you somethin man [Luda] You ever have one of them days where you felt like [Luda] you mighta got rid of all the bad seeds in your life? [Luda] Y'knahmean like you just got your paycheck [Luda] Paid off a car note or somethin [Luda] Just jumped out the shower feelin fresh than a muh'fucka [Luda] Witcha good shoes on, y'knahmtalkinbout? [Quik] You mean like, paid off a Cadillac car note? [Luda] Like a Cadillac, like you ready to throw a party [Luda] Like call e'rybody you know, don't even plan it, just do it [Quik] In Compton we call that 'spur of the moment' [Luda] Well let's do it, spur of the moment, whattup? [Ludacris] Well you can bring the drinks a little mo' my way More I say, on another hot sunny Cali-for-nye day Just touched down, called up my 8-1-8 fo' a date with some other bust downs And I cruised up the block, car losed up the top I take the breeze, quick break the trees Feel good as we flippin through the Robb Repo't My baby momma ain't trippin on child suppo't [DJ Quik] Because she can't support that garbage, she should come pay homage When we pair 'em, we gon' share 'em, when I'm finished we all switch I ain't really got the time, yo I'm chillin with Luda- -cris stop and twist the buddha got me feelin like this is it If we gon' party, we gon' sip, we got a bar We all in shape, we gon' go far, you can't stop the car We on the freeway, if you get out you burnt You woulda thought you woulda learned me when my hair was all permed I think y'all bullshittin with it dawg [Chorus] It's on tonight, get licked, get gone tonight [KJ] Therefore, in my life, everything's gonna be, alright G'd up, my mind is freed up [KJ] From the day, through the night, everything's gonna be, alright [DJ Quik] Arabian Spruce, Seagram's bumpy and juice We used to bag and then truce, we used to sag and get loose Not the kind of cats that would jump in your bag for your jewels But to put some money in it for your drink and your shoes We get the News like MTV, every ten to the hour We play Mario Brothers, we eat the 'shroom and get power Now eat your sour powers, and use your dental floss What does bein mental cost? If you ain't knowin you already lost [Ludacris] So stay with me, and let's get tipsy Rememberin the days on the block sippin whiskey Runnin 'round grinnin, runnin 'round sinnin Gettin lit, then I wonder why my head kept spinnin But I'm all grown up now, less throwin up now Record blowed up, so my hood throwed up Now let's break loose cause your boy's around And tonight we gon' celebrate bein allowed riiiiight [Chorus] [Ludacris] It's just one of those days, without a care in the world You ain't gotta look mean, I know you care for your girl But she's lookin this way and I'm gonna come get her Fresh haircut, so I'm feelin quite kipper Can't nothin go wrong cause my strap's on my back And if fools wanna scrap then my tool will attack But forget the click-clack, ain't no need for the steel Just a straight house party and some meat on the grill [DJ Quik] If it's Los Angeles, watch a boss handle biz I'ma put this on my kids, stupid it's an outfit If you ain't been around the world keep yo' mouth zipped Cause I do {?} elevation You see I'm not normal and I'm not a homo I'm mo' apt to shoot a porno with you in cornrows And call it 'More Hoes: Volume 5, Volume 6' And show it in the back of my truck, at the picnic [Chorus - repeat 2X]

To Beat The Devil

WAYLON JENNINGS "Good Hearted Woman"
It was winter time in Nashville Down on Music City Row I was lookin' for a place to get Myself out of the cold To warm the frozen feelin' That was eatin' at my soul And keep the chilly winds off my guitar. My thirsty wanted whiskey And my hunger needed beans But I guess it'd been a month of payday Since I heard that eagle scream So with a stomach full of empty And a pocket full of dreams I left my pride and stepped inside a bar Actually I guess you'd call it a tavern Cigarette smoke to the ceiling Sawdust on the floor friendly shadows. I saw that there was just An old man sittin' at the bar In the mirror I could see him Checkin' me and my guitar He said come up here boy Show us what you are I said I'm dry, he bought me a beer He nodded at my guitar. Said it's a tough life ain't it I just looked at him And he said you ain't Makin' any money are you I said you been readin' my mail He just smiled and said let me see that guitar I got somethin' you oughta hear Then he laid it on me. If you waste your time a talkin' To the people who don't listen To the things that you are sayin' Who do you thinks gonna hear And if you should die explainin' How the thing they complain about Or the things they could be changing Who do you thinks gonna care. There were lots of other singers In the world turned deaf and blind Who were crucified for what they tried to show Now their voices have been scattered By the swirling winds of time And the truth remains that no one wants to know. Well, the old man was a stranger But I'd've heard his song before Back when failure had me locked out On the wrong side of the door No one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor And lonesome was more than a state of mind You see the devil haunts a hungry man And if you don't wanna join him Well, he's gotta figure out someway to beat him And I ain't sayin' I beat the devil But I drink his beer for nothin' And then I stole his song You can still hear me singin' To the people who don't listen To the things that I am sayin' Prayin' someone's gonna hear And I guess I'll die explaining How the things that they complain about Are things they could be changin' Hopin' someone's gonna care. I was born to be a singer And I'm bound to die the same But I've got to feed this hunger in my soul If I never have a nickel I won't even die in shame 'Cause I don't believe that no one wants to know...

Mono

COURTNEY LOVE "America's Sweetheart"
Hey yeah we had everything Vinyl in mono And we looked the other way man We were so dumb Is this the part in the book that you wrote Where I gotta come and save the day Did you miss me Did you miss me Well they say that rock is dead And they're probably right 99 girls in the pit Did it have to come to this Oh god you owe me one more song So i can prove to you that I'm so much better than him Oh god just gonna listen fast Here comes the crash We're gonna rise above We're gotta smash it up You won't abandon us again Give us brilliant boys that we wanna fuck man Full of ecstasy, hard drugs and bad luck Yeah yeah yeah Turn the lights back on You burn so hard But you won't burn long Three chords in your pocket tonight Are you, you the one With the spark to bring my punk rock back And i dont think so Oh god i wanna hear you say I wanna hear you say that you're sorry again Oh god you owe me one more song So I could prove to you That I'm so much better than them Oh god I'd give you anything To hear you say that I was right And you were wrong Oh god before i leave this life Now enable us to love A hook is never gonna come Just give it back to me Blow out all of the lights tonight Two million miles down the PCH (and now he's gone) I slashed his tires, i bled his brakes (it had to be done) Their hand job lives were just too cruel You merciless villlan We drowned them all in their swimming pools Run away run away run away yeah Oh god i wanna hear you say I wanna hear you say that you were wrong again Oh god i wanna hear you say i wanna hear you say That i am so much better than you Oh god you owe us one more song Get out my life, see this world as it really is Is it just a sad side show Can make a hooker cum And enable us to love I need one thing that's divine Let me hear it tonight Let me hear it tonight I've got to hear it tonight You're gonna let me hear the lost cord tonight, yeah

Razzmatazz

PULP "Intro"
The trouble with your brother, he's always sleeping with your mother And I know that your sister missed her time again this month Am I talking too fast or are you just playing dumb If you want I can write it down It should matter to you but aren't you the one with your razzmatazz and the nights on the town Oh-oh-oh Oh you knew it and you blew it didn't you babe I was lying when I asked you to stay now no-one's gonna care If you don't call them when you said And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed And all those stupid little things they ain't working No they aren't working at all oh You started getting fatter three weeks after I left you Now you're going with some kid looks like some bad comedian Are you gonna go out, are you sitting at home eating boxes of Milk Tray Watch TV on your own, aren't you the one with your razzmatazz and your nights on the town Oh-oh-oh And your father wants to help you doesn't he babe But your mother wants to put you away Now no-one's gonna care if you don't call them when you said And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed And all those stupid little things they ain't working Oh they aren't working at all Oh well I saw you at the doctor's waiting for a test You tried to look like some kind of heiress but your face is such a mess And now you're going to a party and you're leaving on your own Oh I'm sorry but didn't you say that things go better with a little bit of razzamatazz Na na nana na na na... and now no-one's gonna care if you don't call them when you said And he's not coming round tonight to try and talk you into bed Now it's half past ten in the evening and you wish that you were dead 'cos all those stupid little things No they ain't working, oh they aren't working at all.

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