One Song

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

 

 

Right! Now ha ha ha...

 

I am an antichrist

I am an anarchist

Don't know what I want

But I know how to get it

I wanna destroy the passerby

 

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy

No dogsbody

 

Anarchy for the UK

It's coming sometime and maybe

I give a wrong time stop a traffic line

Your future dream is a shopping scheme

 

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy

In the city

 

How many ways to get what you want

I use the best

I use the rest

I use the N.M.E

I use Anarchy

 

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy

It's the only way to be

 

Is this the M.P.L.A or

Is this the U.D.A or

Is this the I.R.A

I thought it was the UK

Or just another country

Another council tenancy

 

I wanna be Anarchy

And I wanna be Anarchy

(Oh what a name)

 

And I wanna be an anarchist

(I get pissed, destroy!)

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

chicago green, talkin' 'bout Black Lebanese

A dirty room and a silver coke spoon

Give me my release, come on

Black napalese, it's got you weak in your knees

Just seeds and dust that you got bust on

You know it's hard to believe

 

30 days in the hole

That's what they give you

I know

 

Newcastle Brown, I'm tellin' you, it can sure smack you down

Take a greasy whore and a rollin' dance floor

It's got your head spinnin' round

If you live on the road, well there's a new highway code

You take the urban noise with some Durban Poison

It's gonna lessen your load

 

What you doin' boy?

You here for 30 days

Get, get, get your long hair cut

And cut out your ways

 

Black napalese, it got you weak in your knees

Just seeds and dust that you got bust on

You know it's so hard to please

Newcastle Brown can sure smack you down

You take a greasy whore and a rollin' dance floor

You know you're jailhouse-bound

 

30 days in the hole

[tongue-tied]

SAYS my aul' wan to your aul' wan "Will ye go to the waxie's dargle?"

says your aul' wan to my aul' wan "I haven't got a farthing

I went up to Monto town to see Uncle McArdle

but he wouldn't give me half a pound for to go to the waxie's dargle"

 

"What will ya have?!"

"I'll have a pint!"

"I'll have a pint with you, Sir!

And if one of ya' doesn't order soon

We'll be chucked out of the boozer!"

 

says my aul' wan to your aul' wan "Will ye go to the Galway races?"

says your aul' wan to my aul' wan "I'll hawk me aul man's braces

I went up to Capel street to the Jewish moneylenders

but they wouldn't give me a couple of bob for the aul man's red suspenders"

 

"What will ya have?!"

"I'll have a pint!"

"I'll have a pint with you, Sir!

And if one of ya' doesn't order soon

We'll be chucked out of the boozer!"

 

says my aul' wan to your aul' wan "We got no beef or mutton

if we went up to Monto town we'd get a drink for nothin,

here's a nice piece of advice i got from an old fishmonger,

when the food is scarce and you see the hearse you know you've died of hunger"

 

"What will ya have?!"

"I'll have a pint!"

"I'll have a pint with you, Sir!

And if one of ya' doesn't order soon

We'll be chucked out of the boozer!"

 

"What will ya have?!"

"I'll have a pint!"

"I'll have a pint with you, Sir!

And if one of ya' doesn't order soon

We'll be chucked out of the boozer!"

[awatt]

I received a message from my brother 'cross the water

He sat laughin' as he wrote the end's in sight

So I said goodbye to all my friends

And packed my hopes inside a matchbox

'Cause I know it's time to fly

Ohhoaoh, yeah, come on, meet me in the morning

Meet me in the middle of the night

Ah-oh, yeah, the morning light is comin'

Don't it make you wanna go 'n an' feel alright

 

Ooh, yeah

Ah-ha

I just jumped a train that never stops

So know somehow they'll know I never

Finished payin' for my ride

Just n' someone pushed a gun into my hand

Tell me I'm the type of man

To fight the fight that I'll require

Ohhoaoh, yeah, ha, come on meet me in the morning

Won't you meet me in the middle of the night, night, night, yeah

Ohhoaoh, well, the morning light is comin'

'll don't it make you wanna go on an' feel alright

 

Oh, mama, well I think it's time I'm leavin'

Nothin' here to make me stay

Whoa, mama, well it must be time I'm goin'

They're knockin' down them doors

They're tryin' to take me away

Please Mr. Brakeman, won't you ring your bell

And ring loud and clear

Unnh, please Mr. Fireman, won't you ring your bell

Tell the people they got to fly away from here

Ohhoaoh, I once saw a picture of a lady with a baby

Suddenly they have a very, very special smile

We are in the middle of a change in destination

When the train stops, all together we will smile

 

Ohhoaoh, come on, come on, now, meet me in the morning

Won't you meet me in the middle of the night, night, n-n-ni-night

Hoah, hoah, yeah, everybody know the mornin' time is comin'

Don't it make you wanna feel alright

Ah, ah, yeah, Make me feel alri-ight

Fly now, baby

Get to fly, yeah

Fly now, baby

Aoahaohah-hey-hea, unnh

Unnh, unnh, unnh

[LouisvilleGreg]

Every night I tell myself,

"I am the cosmos,

I am the wind"

But that don't get you back again

Just when I was starting to feel okay

You're on the phone

I never wanna be alone

Never wanna be alone

I hate to have to take you home

Wanted too much to say no, no,

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Never wanna be alone

I hate to have to take you home

Want you too much to say no, no

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

My feelings always have been

Something I couldn't hide

I can confide

Don't know what's going on inside

So every night I tell myself

"I am the cosmos,

I am the wind"

But that don't get you back again

I'd really like to see you again

I really wanna see you again

I'd really like to see you again

I really wanna see you again

I'd really like to see you again

I really wanna see you again

I never wanna see you again

Really wanna see you again

 

(a current obsession of mine)

 

 

I've had that obsession as well. It's a good one to have.

[CortezTheKiller]

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel

I was staring in my empty coffee cup

I was thinking that the gypsy wasn't lyin'

All the salty margaritas in Los Angeles

I'm gonna drink 'em up

 

And if California slides into the ocean

Like the mystics and statistics say it will

I predict this motel will be standing until I pay my bill

 

Don't the sun look angry through the trees

Don't the trees look like crucified thieves

Don't you feel like Desperados under the eaves

Heaven help the one who leaves

 

Still waking up in the mornings with shaking hands

And I'm trying to find a girl who understands me

But except in dreams you're never really free

Don't the sun look angry at me

 

I was sitting in the Hollywood Hawaiian Hotel

I was listening to the air conditioner hum

It went mmmmmm..

 

Look away...

(Look away down Gower Avenue, Look away....)

 

WZ - R.I.P.

I'm reading I'll Sleep When I'm Dead.

[Mr. Heartbreak]

I just finished that book a couple weeks ago. Pretty disturbing, but what a talent!

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

I hear Mariachi static on my radio

And the tubes they glow in the dark

And I'm there with her in Ensenada

And I'm here in Echo Park

 

Carmelita hold me tighter

I think I'm sinking down

And I'm all strung out on heroin

On the outskirts of town

 

Well, I'm sittin' here playing solitaire

With my pearl-handled deck

The county won't give me no more methadone

And they cut off your welfare check

 

Carmelita hold me tighter

I think I'm sinking down

And I'm all strung out on heroin

On the outskirts of town

 

Well, I pawned my Smith Corona

And I went to meet my man

He hangs out down on Alvarado Street

By the Pioneer chicken stand

 

Carmelita hold me tighter

I think I'm sinking down

And I'm all strung out on heroin

On the outskirts of town

 

Carmelita hold me tighter

I think I'm sinking down

And I'm all strung out on heroin

On the outskirts of town

]

[awatt]

There's a tramp sittin' on my doorstep

Tryin' to waste his time

With his methylated sandwich

He's a walking clothesline

And here comes the bishop's daughter

On the other side

She looks a trifle jealous

She's been an outcast all her life

 

Me, I'm waiting so patiently

Lying on the floor

I'm just trying to do my jig-saw puzzle

Before it rains anymore

 

Oh the gangster looks so fright'ning

With his luger in his hand

When he gets home to his children

He's a family man

But when it comes to the nitty-gritty

He can shove in his knife

Yes he really looks quite religious

He's been an outlaw all his life

 

Me, I'm waiting so patiently

Lying on the floor

I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle

Before it rains anymore

 

Me, I'm waiting so patiently

Lying on the floor

I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle

Before it rains anymore

 

Oh the singer, he looks angry

At being thrown to the lions

And the bass player, he looks nervous

About the girls outside

And the drummer, he's so shattered

Trying to keep on time

And the guitar players look damaged

They've been outcasts all thier lives

 

Me, I'm waiting so patiently

Lying on the floor

I'm just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle

Before it rains anymore

 

Oh, there's twenty-thousand grandmas

Wave their hankies in the air

All burning up their pensions

And shouting, "It's not fair!"

There's a regiment of soldiers

Standing looking on

And the queen is bravely shouting,

"What the hell is going on?"

 

With a blood-curdling "tally-ho"

She charged into the ranks

And blessed all those grandmas who

With their dying breaths screamed, "Thanks!"

 

Me, I'm just waiting so patiently

With my woman on the floor

We're just trying to do this jig-saw puzzle

Before it rains anymore

[Jesusetc84]

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,

you were talking so brave and so sweet,

giving me head on the unmade bed,

while the limousines wait in the street.

Those were the reasons and that was New York,

we were running for the money and the flesh.

And that was called love for the workers in song

probably still is for those of them left.

 

Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,

you just turned your back on the crowd,

you got away, I never once heard you say,

I need you, I don't need you,

I need you, I don't need you

and all of that jiving around.

 

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel

you were famous, your heart was a legend.

You told me again you preferred handsome men

but for me you would make an exception.

And clenching your fist for the ones like us

who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,

you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,

we are ugly but we have the music."

 

And then you got away, didn't you babe...

 

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,

I can't keep track of each fallen robin.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,

that's all, I don't even think of you that often.

 

 

It's pretentious quoting this song, but I have to sit down when I hear it... it just weakens me it's so beautiful... I even referred to it in a song of my own. hahaha.

[lizish]

 

I have sinned so gravely Brother Brigham, Brother Young

I have sinned so gravely Brother Young

That only you can save me Brother Brigham, Brother Young

That only you can save me Brother Young

 

I have revealed the temples secrets Brother Brigham, Brother Young

The temple garments, oaths and secrets Brother Young

I have apostatized and doubted Brother Brigham, Brother Young

And borne my testimony falsely Brother Young

 

And I have loved a woman Brother Brigham, Brother Young

A woman in adultery Brother Young

I have also wed a negress Brother Brigham, Brother Young

My fifth wife has some color Brigham Young

 

I now see that you're a prophet Brother Brigham, Brother Young

A living, breathing prophet Brother Young

And now I believe the revelations Brother Brigham, Brother Young

I now believe your revelations, every one

 

Even the ones beyond all reason Brother Brigham, Brother Young

Even the ones beyond all reason Brother Young

For you're the Lord's own earthly prophet Brother Brigham, Brother Young

And he's simply testing in our faith o Brigham Young

 

My only hope for exaltation Brother Brigham, Brother Young

My only chance for exaltation Brother Young

Is to send me o'er the rim of the basin Brother Brigham, Brother Young

The rim of the Great Salt Lake Basin Brother Young

 

For water cannot save me Brother Brigham, Brother Young

Baptismal water cannot save me Brigham Young

My sins are just too deep a dye o Brother Brigham, Brother Young

My sins are just too deep a stain o Brother Young

 

So send Avenging Angels Brother Brigham, Brother Young

Won't you send Destroying Danites Brother Young

To spill my blood upon the earth o Brother Brigham, Brother Young

I beg you spill my blood o Brother Young

 

And let its smoke ascend to heaven Brother Brigham Brother Young

And let my breast be cut asunder Brother Young

As an offering for my sins, a smoking incense Brother Young

A blood atoning for my sinning Brother Young

[Sweet Papa Crimbo]

I still smell tobacco on my fingers

My breath reeks of pot and wine and sex

My eyes open up like they haven