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Kinky Friedman lyrics - From One Good American To Another

Old Shep

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(Clyde ‘Red' Foley, Willis Arthur) When I was a lad and old Shep was a pup Over hills and meadows we'd stray. Just a boy and his dog, we were both full of fun, We grew up together that way. I remember the time by the old swimming hole When I would've drowned beyond doubt. But old Shep was right there, to the rescue he came, He jumped in and helped pull me out. Well, the years passed and rolled and old Shep, he grew old, His eyes they were fast growing dim. Then one day the doctor looked at me and said, “I can't do no more for him, Jim.” With hands that were tremblin', I picked up my gun, I aimed it at Shep's faithful head. But I just couldn't do it, I wanted to run, I wished they would shoot me instead. Well, he crawled to my side and he looked up at me, He laid his old head on my knee. I'd lost the best friend that a boy ever had, I cried so I scarcely could see. Well, old Shep he is gone where the good doggies go, No more with old Shep will I roam. But if dogs have a Heaven, well there's one thing I know, Old Shep has a wonderful home.

Prozakc Blues

KING CRIMSON "The ConstruKction Of Light"
Well, I woke up this morning in a cloud of despair I ran my hand across my head, pulled out a pile of worried hair I went to my physician who was buried in his thoughts he said, 'Son, you've been reading too much Elephant Talk' He said, 'The thing about depression is, well you just can't let it get you down, you have to see the world for what it is: a circus full of freaks and clowns and you'll never please everybody, it's a well established fact', he said, 'I recommend a fifth of Jack and a bottle of Prozac' What can you give a man who has everything can you give him back his edge, can you make him want to sing? No, you can only take from him, and there's nothing he can do I've got the driving me to drink and eat a bottle of Prozac blues Well, I woke up this morning and I shaved of my head by the time I realized what I had done I was already dead I went to see the gatekeeper standing by Heaven's door he said, 'I hope you brought a good supply of... you know'

Holiday

JAMES MCMURTRY "Childish Things"
The in-laws are waiting the games have begun The cell phone keeps ringing 'don't answer it hon' The whole thing's arranged just to aggravate Dad And it's amateur day on the old super slab The kids are strapped down like a half load of pipe All safe in their car seats they fuss and they gripe Well you can't hardly blame 'em it must be a bitch Counting the crosses off down in the ditch This one's got flowers, this one's got a wreath This one's got a name painted down underneath Was the road all iced up, were they going too fast Here's five in a circle left from the last holiday Holiday There's a three-trailer rig just a throwin' up spray Not legal to run on this kind of a day But god damn the smokies and the four wheelers too Stay offa my bumpers or the same goes for you There'll be none for him He that wants it the most As he hauls it on out to the Oregon coast No turkey no gravy no Zinfandel wine You just stay over right and we'll get along fine He's missing the football, missing the fun He'd play with the grandkids but he's off on a run And some hat's on the radio singing his song But it don't make a damn He's in for a long holiday Holiday Now granny she's yelling She's ready to eat She's havin' conniptions 'Cause they won't take their seats But she's got 'em all gathered now under one roof With her camcorder loaded She's gonna get proof But do you have to wear that Well I just don't see why Please pass the potatoes Aw eat shit and die Did you hear about Ellen, she's leaving, you know How 'bout those Packers, think it'll snow? And the minute it's over they'll scatter like quail Off down the freeway in the teeth of a gale Silent and shattered And numb to the core They count themselves lucky They got through one more holiday Holiday The highway patrolman He stands in the rain He just lets it run down to soften the stain Of the blood on his pant leg From working that wreck And he won't forget it In time for the next holiday Departing Chicago at 9:52 In clean desert camo all baggy and loose Sits an Iowa Guardsman alone by the gate The place sure looked different, in 1968 When he traveled with mom, first time on a plane To visit some kin, he's forgotten their names But he remembers the soldiers, still in their teens In their spit polished boots and their pressed army greens With the creases so sharp, and their faces so smooth But their eyes looked so heavy, he wondered how they could move Now he's got that same look, like his insides are black He's in his mid forties and he has to go back And he can't even smoke while he waits for his plane The uniform's different, but the mission remains To do like they tell you, don't make a fuss Why's not an issue, so don't think too much You just do what you have to, shut up and drive If you come apart later, well at least you're alive You can get you some help, you can deal with it then And life will be better, 'til it happens again 'Cause there's something inside us that won't let us be In stalks through our days 'til it's too dark to see And it's damn near as deadly as Texans on ice Lord don't they beat all Y'all have a nice holiday

Tooting Bec Wreck

Hanoi Rocks "Back to the Mystery City"
People tell me I'm too high when I'm around, And when I'm not I'm closer to the ground Well, I do anything whenever I want, And I want to do it here and now I'm on a one-way street, I can't retreat, 'Cos my mind and I play hide and seek They want to make a problem out of me, 'Cos they want their own problems unseen My mind's a gallery of memories, I reflect the history I'm the sort of case of the human race, That people find hard to face I'm the living wreck, I live in Tooting Bec, I'm the Cosmic Ted spaced out of my head I'm the living wreck, I live in Tooting Bec, And I'm equal to anyone I've met I'm the second door on the third floor, If you've got the key then please unlock me But hey, don't talk to me, I'm not what you see, I'm not here today, I'm miles away It's twice as much reality when you're, Face to face with history Yeah its been a long trip, it made me flip now i'm crawling on your bedroom floor now i'm climbing up your bathroom wall and i search i search in this shit i search for the eternal party is it in my head or is it in my bed? baby, please baby, I said baby is it here or is it there? what? the second door on the the third floor tell me more I'm the living wreck, I live in Tooting Bec, I'm the Cosmic Ted spaced out of my head I'm the living wreck, I live in Tooting Bec, And I'm equal to anyone I've met and I'm better than anyone you've met! I sing la la la la la la la la la well i just got back from the outer space, they call me the Flashing Psychedelic Kid cos i'm spaced out of my head you know it feels so good when i reappear, and its so sad to see yourself disappear, i disappear, when i disappear well its too bad....well, here i go again!

Could Well Be In

THE STREETS "A Grand Don't Come For Free"
Cuz her last relationship fucked her up. Got hurt majorly, finds it tough to trust. Looked at the ashtray, then looked back up, Spinnin it away on the tabletop. She looked much fitter than saturday just. She worked in JD's with dan. Back then I figured she was pretty damn rough, But she was only wearin her work stuff. And in these clothes she looked more than buff, She stirred her straw, sat up to adjust. I told her I thought it was important, That you could get lost in conversation. Chattin shit, sittin in, oblivion With that person who's your special one. She said she was the worst pool player under the sun, But blokes go easy so she always won. I saw this thing on ITV the other week, Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly, So i reckon i could well be in. She didn't look too bored with what I was sayin. Her hair looked much better than the other day. She had her fingers 'round her hair, playin'. I Saw on the telly that's a good indication. Stood up to buy the next drink though, 'Nay.' Suppose that's just our girl's way. Im tryin to think what else I could say, Peelin' the label off, spinnin the ashtray. Yeah actually, yes, she did look pretty neat. Her perfume smelled expensive and sweet. I felt like my hair looked a bit cheap, Wished I'd had it cut back last week. She kept givin me this look, cuz she would speak. Was she only friendly, or was she a keep Asked her if she wanted the same again to drink. Started to turn and get up out my seat. I saw this thing on ITV the other week, Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly, So i reckon i could well be in. She said that her close mates all were Always the most important thing to her. I said I thought it was a bit more blurred. She asked what I meant by that as she stirred. I told her about the money and what had occurred With it goin missing from the living room, so. With my best mates all there standin by, Right where I left it, under their eyes. So surely one of them might have spied What happened to my money at that time. I felt like they were all smilin on the side. She was like 'fair play' she couldn't say why. She didn't know what all my mates were like. And I said she just might be right. Wish I had someone I could always rely, Someone to get lost chattin to all night. I saw this thing on ITV the other week, Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly, So i reckon i could well be in. As I walked back with more drinks to our place, She had her phone stuck to the side of her face. I sat for a minute while she chatted away 'bout somethin with her mom and her birthday. Played for a bit with the same ashtray, Thought about things while i sat and waited. It was nice to chat about the shit in my head, Someone who just listens to you instead. I looked at the barman, wiping down again, Looked at the football on the tv set, Tryin to look like i weren't just waitin there For her conversation to come to an end. I look at my watch and realized right then That, for three hours, been in conversation. Before she put her phone down, she switched to silent, And we carried on chattin for more than that again. I saw this thing on ITV the other week, Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly, So i reckon i could well be in. I saw this thing on ITV the other week, Said, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keen She's playin with her hair, well regularly, So i reckon i could well be in.

Hey Friend

DEMIS ROUSSOS
Anytime you see me acting kinda mean honey, don't take it hard, you know it ain't what it seems. It's just one of those moods, everybody gets into, well I'm feeling like a trumpet that's playing out of tune in a downtown bar, a smoky saloon and you can't tell me it ain't never happened to you. Hey friend I'm depending on you, you'll be making me grin in a minute or two, 'cause with a lady like you I'll never need to pretend. Hey friend I'm just letting you know so you can ride with the tide, you can roll with the flow. I'm just getting my head back on its feet again. I'm just getting my head back on its feet again. Well nobody's dying??? And no I ain't ill. I've got a lady I love and I've paid all my bills. And I can work it out what's messing up my mind, but maybe it's a thing I don't need to understand. Like the faze of the moon 'cause even a man can have his own kinda regular ups and downs sometimes.

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