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JOE WALSH lyrics - The Confessor

Good Man Down

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Well a good man’s getting hard to find these days but there still a few around. A whole world looks up to a good man, It’s hard to keep him down. So if you’re going out looking for a good, good time, But the boys all turn into clowns, Focus your attention, don’t forget to mention, No don’t forget to mention that the boys just love it when you dish it out. Easy with the ones you’ve found. And your wind up toys keep you busy for awhile until a good man comes around. Well you can yell and scream, treat them mean, beat them up with words, Throw them in the face you say. Do this, do that what it is, where it’s at, anything to get you your way. And you change your mood, cop an attitude, take them to the cleaners. Just because you’re steaming, just because you’re hot, Just because all the boys stop talking when you raise your voice. Your temper ends up on the ground, you don’t mean nothing to a good man. It’s hard to keep a good man down, down, down, down. Well it’s hard to keep a good man down. Go to war, slam doors, have a fit, throw shit, use every little trick you’ve found. It don’t mean nothing to a good man, Just because all the boys start shaking when the dishes fly, Tremble as they crawl on the ground. Well it’s hard to keep a good, Hard to keep a good man down. Yes it’s hard to keep a good man down.

Good Brown Gravy

Moffatts
I can't get rich I can't make a living But I sure do something for the neighborhood women I wake up every morning with a knocking at my door You can't keep 'em waiting when they're yelling for more Chorus: 'Back! Back!' I hollered to my hound, 'You're supposed to keep 'em from coming around' I used to think they was after me Oh, but they're just after my recipe, for that Good Brown Gravy Good Brown Gravy yeah that Good Brown Gravy Mmm, Good Brown Gravy Well, you can eat it from a biscuit you can sop it from a pan You can lick it off your fingers when it's running down your hand I could get a notion I'd start a big promotion I'd put it in a bottle call it 'Biscuit Lotion' [Chorus] Well, my gramma told my momma 'bout the power that it had Good Brown Gravy is the way she got my dad They tried to get me in the Army get me in the Navy Just to get the secret of my Good Brown Gravy

Uh Oh

JUNIOR DOCTOR "Clumsy Words And Bad Pickup Lines"
I've never been good with words Well, at least not the sweet kind Somehow when she's around, it's like I just lose my mind And I know, I know I should just leave it alone But I won't, I won't I keep getting in my way And my friends say I'm crazy A girl like that would never go for a guy like me And I know, I know that I should listen to them But I won't, I won't, I won't And uh oh, uh oh I get that feeling and I Don't know, don't know How she keeps stealing all the air from my lungs And leaving all the words stuck on my tongue It's like I'm not even here Ran me over as she walked by Dust off my clumsy words and bad pickup lines And I know, I know that I can't leave her alone And I won't, I won't I try to work up the nerve Hope to God I don't stutter My thrown together letters never end up as words And I know, I know, I should leave it alone But I won't, I won't, I won't Now I know that she's so out of my league But I just can't stop, I keep thinking Just wait and see, she's gonna notice me Yeah, I know that she's so out of my league I've never been good with words Well, at least not the sweet kind

Allentown

BILLY JOEL "The Nylon Curtain"
Well we're living here in Allentown And they're closing all the factories down Out in Bethlehem they're killing time Filling out forms Standing in line Well our fathers fought the Second World War Spent their weekends on the Jersey Shore Met our mothers in the USO Asked them to dance Danced with them slow And we're living here in Allentown But the restlessness was handed down And it's getting very hard to stay Well we're waiting here in Allentown For the Pennsylvania we never found For the promises our teachers gave If we worked hard If we behaved So the graduations hang on the wall But they never really helped us at all No they never taught us what was real Iron and coke And chromium steel And we're waiting here in Allentown But they've taken all the coal from the ground And the union people crawled away Every child had a pretty good shot To get at least as far as their old man got But something happened on the way to that place They threw an American flag in our face Well I'm living here in Allentown And it's hard to keep a good man down But I won't be getting up today And it's getting very hard to stay And we're living here in Allentown

Subterranean Homesick Blues

RED HOT CHILI PEPPERS "The Uplift Mofo Party Plan"
Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement thinking about the goverment the man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off, says he's got a bad cough: wants to get it paid off God knows when but you're doin' it again! you better duck down the alleyway lookin'for a new friend the man in the coonskin cap by the big pen wants eleven dollar bills: you only got ten Look out, kid Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot talkin' at the heat put plants in the bed but the phone's tapped anyway, maggie says that many say they must bust in early may orders from the D.A. Walk on your tip toes, don't try no doz better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes you don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows Look out, kid Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid Looks to me like you did a little to much hittin' kid you should've took it to the bridge before you started to skid Look out, kid the good god willin', we'll bebop to Bob Dylan chillin'em, thrillin'em, and red hot killin'em killin'em Get sick, get well, hand around a ink well ring bell, hard to tell if anything is goin' to sell try hard, get barred, get back, write braille get jailed, jump bail, join the army, if you fail But users, cheaters, six time losers hand around the theatres girl by the whirlpool lookin' for a new fool don't follow leaders, watch the parkin' meters Look out, kid Look out, kid, it's somethin' that you did Look out, kid, 'cause they keep all hid

Use Me

MICK JAGGER "Wandering Spirit"
My friends feel their appointed duty They keep trying to tell me all you want to do is use me Uh huh but my answer about all that use me stuff I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used You can keep on using me Until you use me up Until you use me up My brother sit me right down and he talked to me He told me that I ought to not let you just walk on me Well I'm sure that he meant well, yeah but when Our talk was through I said brother if you only knew you'd wish you were in my shoes You could keep on using me Until you use me up Until you use me up Sometimes it's true you really do abuse me Oh you get me in a crowd of high class people And you act real nasty to me I said, oh baby, baby, baby, when you love me I can't get enough I want to spread the news that if it feels this good getting used You can keep on using me Until you use me up Until you use me up

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