1. |
The Mouse or the Cat
03:25
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The Mouse and the Cat
The clock is ticking baby that's a fact
you have just so little time that's left
Life's not happening around your bed
Wasted time will not be coming back
Hey! Hey!
Get up and get it goin'!
Oh don't you know that game?
Pull your dirty fingers out of your pants
Talking will not realize your plans
Nothing comes from nothing, sorry for that
Be the mouse or fight for being the cat!
Oh it's always been your dream
so don't wait until sixty
dream it, plan it, do it
nothing more is to it
It's always been your dream
so don't wait until sixty
dream it, plan it, do it
nothing more is to it!
The clock is ticking baby that's a fact
you have just so little time that's left
Nothing comes from nothing sorry for that
Be the mouse or the cat!
Hey! Hey!
Get up and get it goin'!
Oh don't you know the game?
Switch your boxes on and turn them all loud
Raise your glasses and then drink it all down
it's up to you wether to stop or go
Fuck the world before the world fucks you!
It's always been your dream
so don't wait until sixty
dream it, plan it, do it
nothing more is to it
It's always been your dream
so don't wait until sixty
dream it, plan it, do it
Nothing more is to it!
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2. |
Pack my Things
03:55
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Pack my Things
I kiss my Mum and Dad good bye
thanks but I'm of another kind
I pack my things I got to leave
I feel the world is made for me
Twenty some hours later like a tuna in a can
back hurts, feet stink, shirt sticks, I'm feeling like a man
And in the city it's a pity it's smelling kinda shitty
weirdos hanging all around
I got my mind blown hazy, fearing I go crazy
smoking shady herbs at night
Is this where I wanna be?
Is this what I wanna see?
I pack my things I gotta leave
These cities are not made for me
I'll face the jungle only with a compass and a knife
Chuck Norris in my bones, Bear Grills is on my side
It's hot, I'm thirsty, I sweat, it's dirty
mosquitoes humming all around
I got a foliage juice and got disabused
puking all the inside out
Is this where I wanna be?
Is this what I wanna see?
I'll pack my things I gotta leave
These jungles are not made for me
I'm setting forth to find the passion of my life
or apart from that I'm happy with a stormy night
Yeah I'm going down on a lady tired of my cherry
and I finally would lose it tonight
but when I search her berry things are getting scary
and her wiener greets me in delight
Is this where I wanna be
Is this what I wanna see?
I pack my things I got to leave
these strangers are not made for me
I'm getting sick and tired of playing your damn clown
There's so much left to see back in my old home town
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3. |
Waste my Time
04:02
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Waste my Time
I commit a crime
'cause I waste my time
selling body and brain for a dollar and a dime
and I'm feelin' blue
now how about you?
'cause on my days on earth I got better things to do
High walls around me
conveyor belts take my time from me
brain death is bred here
and all my cells yell “MAN, GET AWAY FROM HERE”!
Yeah yeah yeah
And I'm feelin' blue
now how about you?
'cause on my days on earth I got better things to do
grab my guitar
play what I love
selling body and brain for a dollar and a dime
Five days of working
two days left to wash my clothes
you're bitching 'bout my gypsy life?
Tell me Bitch HAVE EVER LIVED AT ALL?
Who's gonna miss me, who's gonna miss me
when I'm gone
The best years of my life go by
and I know I'm not the only one
Who's gonna miss me, who's gonna miss me
when I'm gone
The best years of my life go by
and I know I'm not the only one
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4. |
Bluesharp Blues
03:52
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Bluesharp Blues
Ten bucks in my pocket
five left in my shoe
got to make it to the city
where I meet you
I don't care for money
trust me when I say
I only care for you girl and the
the blues I play
No bucks in my pocket
five left in my shoe
got you some nice flowers
got me a haircut, too
I don't care for money
trust me when I say
I only care for you girl and the
the blues I play
No bucks in my pocket
none left in my shoe
'cause with the bad times fiver
I got a ring for you
I don't care for money
trust me when I say
I only care for you girl and the
the blues I play
No bucks in my pocket
none left in my shoe
and for my run to the city
I had to sell my bluesharp too
I don't care for money
oh it don't mean a thing
I only care for you girl and the well...
the blues I sing right now, you know
bdabndida, dabndadadadida, dabndidabdabndabada, dabedabdabedabdabndidada yeah bdabndidadadada, dadadadidadada
alright
no bucks in my pocket
none left in my shoe
no bluesharp to guide me
AND WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU???
For you little darling
I spent all I ever gained
Now I need to get my bluesharp back 'cause I
got a blues to play
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5. |
Down in the Village
04:40
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Down in the Village
You know I'm livin' way down in the village
they call Mighty Might B
you know I'm easy though it's hard in life
hard to nail, my friend
But if there's no hammer
what can I do?
Oh through the holes the tractor rolls
the diesel's cheap today
day 'n' night I ride it's the farmer's pride
lakeside landslide made my Fendt collide
what a Lucky Strike
Life's wild down in the village
in Mighty Maid-B
And I was standing out there on the platform
I got myself a beer
my flirty eyes just started wandering around
when the rain set in
Life's hard down in the Village, in Mighty Maid-B
Life's hard down in the Village, in Mighty Maid-B
Life's a bitch down in the Village, in Mighty Maid-B
Down in the village live some crazy guys
you will shiver when the bloodhound cries
they live in cellars, live in buses yeah and they live in a tree house, too
mind the backdoor man, one day he will live in your room too
Down in the village live some crazy guys
you'll hear them laughing when the willow dies
the moaning of the normal people will be drowned by the chainsaw's sound
then they burn it all down, leave only ashes to the ground
Down in the village live some crazy guys
oh can't you hear them sing lullabies?
To little Johnny driving motorcycles even in the living room
little man on the loose setting forth and he'll get you too!
little man on the loose setting forth and he'll get you too!
little man on the loose setting forth and he'll get you too!
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6. |
The Beat is risin'
03:46
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The Beat is risin'
The Beat is risin', Baby
the vibe is climbing high
The Beat is risin', Baby
the vibe is climbing high
The Beat is risin', Baby
the vibe is climbing high
my feet are stomping and my hips starts shaking
my heart is bouncing, Baby
the beat electrifies
I must release it all and start to dance
And my hips starts shaking
And my hips starts shaking
And my hips starts shaking
And my hips starts shaking
Oh the beat is risin' baby,
the beat is risin' baby oh the vibe is climbin' high
the beat is risin' baby,
the beat is risin' baby oh the vibe is climbin' high
the beat is risin' baby,
the beat is risin' baby oh the vibe is climbin' high
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7. |
The Bumblebee
05:04
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The Bumblebee
In a valley lived a man
in a black and yellow van
and off grid, an unimpressive life
But the valley man cut loose
when he got to know the Blues
a rapscallion, a scalawag purified
He was playing his guitar
all along with the blues harp
and when he played them
his feet were like his drums
He was singing with a voice
roughened by the heavy booze
as the van
moved on from town to town
oh can't you see
the bumblebee
the thick black smoke
from the exhaust
the sound comes dirty
from voice, amps and engines
and prove the buskin' man
is back on the road again
thus a busker has been born
can't you hear the mother's moan
the only son a gypsy man
how could she know with his guitar
he would ever go this far
and found himself a boozy one-man band
He was playing his guitar
all along with the blues harp
and when he played them
the mob began to dance
Facing kindness, facing scorn
the blues is why he has been born
the road's his life and once it's gonna be his grave
oh can't you see
the bumblebee
the thick black smoke
from the exhaust
the sound comes dirty
from voice, amps and engines
and prove the buskin' man is back on the road again
and prove the valley man is back on the road again
Oh my head hurts
I'm feeling broken
In my belly an agonizing pain
and my voice will be paralyzed for hours
but if you ask me I would do it right again
oh can't you see
the bumblebee
the thick black smoke
from the exhaust
the sound comes dirty
from voice, amps and engines
and prove the buskin' man is back on the road again
and prove the valley man is back on the road again
and prove the valley man is back on the road again
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8. |
Open Road
03:52
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Open Road
Driving alone through the deep night
sailing alone through the sea
riding alone through the desert baby
'cause they've all forsaken me
How many waves in an ocean?
How many stars at night?
Healing and frightening don't you think
At the very same time
The endless dreams we're dreamin'
The quest for control
The quest for affection
The quest for a home
And all this nothing I can see
Sometimes this holiness is killing me
North and South and West and East
This life's an open road to me
Roaming, searching
forever and a day
lucky is the one
who's found his way
I'd like to be like a mountain
a constant force in time
forearmed and well prepared against
the odd ways of life
A flash lighting the darkness
A fresh mountain breeze
A little sandgrain
in a creek (that is me, that is me, that is me and all)
All this nothing I can see
Sometimes this holiness is killing me
North and South and West and East
This life's an open road to me
All this nothing I can see
Sometimes this holiness is killing me
North and South and West and East
This life's an open road to me
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