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Same Old Seven and Six
03:52
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This is getting old, what else is new
The times we've borrowed somebody blue
It's getting late, passed my curfew
You're always itching for a fight
Same old song, second verse
Took you for better, took you for worse
Now I feel like small change in the bottom of your purse
I'm going to get spent tonight
Sixes and nines are so confusing
We're in the eights, mama, love ain't amusing
Spit and molasses but, nothing ever sticks
It's the same old seven, same old seven and six
Pony rides used to cost a quarter
Now they're a dollar but, they're out of order
Planned obsolescence, I can't afford her
Something here just don't feel too right
Sixes and nines are so confusing...
We're out of shape, we're out of form
You kick the covers when you're too warm
If I steal your thunder when there's a storm
That ain't unusual, baby, that's the norm
This is getting old, what else is new
The times we've borrowed somebody blue
It's getting late, passed my curfew
You're always itching for a fight
Sixes and nines are so confusing...
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Invisible Highway
04:54
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Shelly didn't go to work today
She stayed at home in bed
Feeling like she just fell from Picaso's canvas
Three shades of blue, two of red
Through cloudy eyes she spilled her coffee
Left a note and burned the toast
She's going to leave this planet having the last laugh
Out there in the ether, chasing Garbo's ghost down that
Invisible highway
With the see-through sagebrush
She is hitchhiking with her imaginary friend
If they ain't doing eighty they're standing so still
Just part of the scenery with their hair in the wind
Vitamin V used to help her get to sleep
If one will work, why not choke the whole bottle down
That's always been Shelly's philosophy
"It's all or nothing, there is no middle ground" on that
Invisible highway
With the see-through sagebrush
She is hitchhiking with her imaginary friend
If they ain't doing eighty they're walking backward
Waiting on a semi with a thumb in the wind
Peekaboo, I can see you, but you can't see me
Has always been Shelly's favorite game
Walking down that asphalt transparency
There re no mile markers and all the headlights look the same
Shelly didn't go to work today
She stayed at home instead
Feeling like she just fell from ol' Pablo's canvas
Three shades of blue, two of red
Three of blue, two of red
So she pulled the covers over her head
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3. |
Wild Blue Yonder
04:15
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Standing Bear rode bare back naked in the rain
He was hungry, cold and thin
Ate some peyote buttons, washed 'em down with snake juice
Sat back and watched the world spin
Standing Bear didn't want to be a bear anymore
Spread his arms like an eagle and he started to soar
Into the wild, wild blue
Into the wild blue yonder
The old man clutched at his chest and fell to his knees
As he began to cry
Howling like a banshee at he top of his lungs
He took to the sky
Standing Bear didn't want to be...
Sometimes an old man's mind might wander
As the secret of life he tries to ponder
Deep in his lullabies it's not far as the crow flies
Into the wild blue yonder
Standing Bear thought the world was flat 'cause he'd been to the edge
Feeling no pain or fear
Smearing on his war paint, he called out his maker
Then he disappeared
Standing Bear didn't want to be...
Standing Bear rode bare back naked in the rain
He was hungry, cold and thin
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4. |
Time Heals All Wounds
05:11
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A stranger to me stopped me just the other day
Just to ask me how you've been
Well, I froze for a moment trying to think of what to say
And I hated to lie to one of your friends
But, you know it's true, we seldom have a chance
And when we do someone slips in between
You're so off and busy in your own two little worlds
And I'm stuck between a few I've never seen
Time heals all wounds
I hope the time is now
I'll see you soon
'Cause I'm going to get to you somehow
You know I ought to tear down these crumbling walls
And make room for someone new
But, I'm still hearing echoes of your footsteps in my halls
And this prison I call home still welcomes you
You know I'm used to the cracks in the ceiling now
And some of the holes that you made
I'm so comfy with security of boarded windows and locked doors
And besides, I have our second mortgage paid
Time heals all wounds...
But, can time repair the damage that you've done
To this house in my heart I built for you
The place has been condemned and the "for sale" sign is gone
I'm just waiting now for the wrecking crew
Time heals all wounds...
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Griever Creek
05:54
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We've all heard the one of the traveling salesman and the farmer's daughter
But, the punchline to that sick joke isn't funny anymore
Not after what they found this morning floating on the water
And you've been thumping bibles, true believer, selling Jesus door to door
I've never trusted city slickers carrying a briefcase
Neck tie, hard shoes, shiny and black
Sweet Susannah, she sure had a kind face
Kind heart, kind eyes, the kind that take you back
Was it you who held her hand
Was it you who kissed her cheek
And is it true you held her under
And took her walking to Griever Creek
Old men with shotguns, pitchforks and torches
Brothers and sisters selling off their farms
Mothers left crying, standing on their porches
Vigilante justice for the girl left dangling in your arms
Was it you...
She never knew that the creek was taboo
She was so naive in her youth
Now nobody swims on a dare or a whim
But, you'll hang from a limb for the truth
Was it you...
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6. |
Big Bay Windows
04:44
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It's raining again, oh lord, it's raining again
I guess I'm complaining again 'cause it's loud against her roof
Cobblestone, foot and hoof
Her carriage being drawn away, petticoat against my face
A slice of gingerbread, thunder echoed in our heads
We scampered beneath our beds and giggled until we turned blue
She teased me 'cause I loved you
We blew out the candle, said our prayers and went to sleep
For every one time you've thought of us, I've thought twice
Three times ain't good enough, four times suffice
Amnesty's sweeter than ecstasy, friends with agony
But, it's not for me, it's too concise
The looking glass, funny how the time would pass
We showed up late for class much to our surprise
Your secret's still secret and your lies are all lies
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
For every story read to me I've told it twice
Tales of heroes and heroin, of men and mice
A damsel in distress, my lord, how quaint, but nice
She has big bay windows, big blue eyes
Big bay windows, big black skies
Big bay windows, long goodbyes
She has big bay windows, big blue eyes
Now it's raining again, oh lord, it's raining again
I guess I'm complaining again 'cause it's loud against her roof
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7. |
Government Issue
03:34
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I was a Desert Strike baby conceived in 1964
But the Mojave Desert was no place to start a war
So they packed 'em up and shipped 'em out
Courtesy of good old Uncle Sam
Their next destination some country called Vietnam
He's government issue
Daddy's got the G.I. blues
Mama's crying during the nightly news
He was never a sailor, just a worn out soldier from the war
So when the wind left his sails he said, "What am I fighting for?"
Blue as a tattooed anchor, especially when the waves got high
He bounced me on his knees then he tossed me up in the sky
He's government issue...
I was a Desert Strike baby conceived in 1964
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8. |
Down and Blue
05:48
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This morning baby left me
She left me down and blue
Said she met herself a stranger
And she loved him through and through
She met him on your side of town
Now she's coming after you
She'll spray you with the primer
Then she'll paint you down and blue
Down and blue, down and blue, my Lord
What's this crazy world coming to
I thought I was on my feet again
But, now I'm feeling down and blue
My sweet baby she freight trained me
From the other side of the tracks
Said she left me at a bad time
But, she was not coming back
She asked me for your address
And your home phone number too
What's the best time she could reach you
And your favorite shade of blue
Down and blue, down and blue, my Lord...
This evening baby called me
She was feeling down and blue
Seems the stranger told her a pack of lies
Believing they were true
She was crying on my shoulder
There was not much I could do
So I just cried with her
'Cause whe was feeling down and blue
Down and blue, down and blue, my Lord...
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9. |
Okie Winds
04:05
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I dream about crossing the border
Every day when the sun goes down
I only make four and a quarter an hour
In this dirty red-mud town
There's too many cowboys kicking up the dust
Hold on to your hat 'cause here comes another gust
I can't afford no trailer house
So I stay in a roach motel
Owned by some fat Texan
With some dried-up oil well
There's too many cowboys kicking up the dust
Hold on to your hat 'cause here comes another gust
Let those wild Okie winds blow
May the best and worst of friends come and go
My heart's tied up in knots
'Cause I don't like leaving loose ends
Sure as you're born, I'm ragged and worn
And torn by these Okie winds
We ain't got no tall mountains
We ain't got no tall trees
Just a bunch of double-negative-talking hicks
And one hell of a gale of a breeze
There's too many cowboys kicking up the dust
Hold on to your hat 'cause here comes another gust
Let those wild Okie winds blow...
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10. |
Tijuana Time
03:52
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Guadalupe tripped up from Tijuana
She said, "Ooooh, babe, I wanna do it to you
Twenty miles south of San Diego
There's a dirty cantina that sells cold brew!"
"I gotta be back tomorrow night
If you're coming bring your stash and your cool sun rays
Border guards won't put up no fight
I got cold, hard cash and my slick-talking ways!"
We'll lick the salt and we'll suck the lime
We'll drink tequila til we go blind
I got a room and now we're living on Tijuana time
Whoa, Tijuana time
Dancing naked on the veranda like Carmen Miranda
Gotta hand it to you
Fruit in your hair a rose in your teeth
Hand on your hips doing the hoochie-coochie-coo
Chicano boys whistle when you walk
They like the wind blowing up your skirt
Careful not to break my heart
When the sun goes down it's easy to get hurt
We'll lick the salt and we'll suck the lime
We'll drink tequila til we go blind
Take off your watch 'cause now we're living on Tijuana time
Whoa, Tijuana time
Oh Lupe, let me bust your piñata
I think you oughta give me two or three swings
And when the money and the honey and the candy fall out
We'll have to try out those old box springs
Guadalupe tripped up from Tijuana
She said, "Ooooh, babe, I wanna do it to you
All the way back to San Diego
In my '73 Impala, mess up my new hairdo!"
I said, "Thanks Lupe, I enjoyed the ride!"
She said, "Ooooh, don't forget your souvenirs!"
I said, "Would you like to come inside?
I got a greasy spoon and some flat, warm beer!"
We'll lick the salt and we'll suck the lime
We'll drink tequila til we go blind
It sure was nice living down on Tijuana time
Whoa, Tijuana time
Guadalupe tripped up from Tijuana
She said, "Ooooh, Big Daddy, I wanna do it to you!
Nobody but you!"
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