Read about love, in the back of a Hustler, Hustler, Hustler
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So I know what makes girls sigh
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And I know why girls cry
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So don't tell me I don't understand
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What makes a woman and what makes a man
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I've never been to heaven but at least I've read about love
My big brother told me when I was fourteen
"It's time I showed you what love really means
Girls like kissing and romance too
But a boy's got to know what a man's got to do"
He gave me a book, the cover was plain
Written by a doctor with a German name
It had glossy pictures, serious stuff
I read it seven time then I knew it well enough
Read about love, now I've got you
Read about love, where I want you
Read about love, I got you on the test-bed, test-bed, test-bed
So why, don't you moan and sigh?
And why do you sit there and cry?
I do everything I'm supposed to do
If something's wrong than it must be you
I know the ways of a woman I've read about love
Well well well, when I touch you there it's supposed to feel nice
That's what it said in reader's advice
I've never been to heaven but at least I've read about love
I Feel So Good
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I feel so good I'm going to break somebody's heart tonight
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I feel so good I'm going to take someone apart tonight
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They put me in jail for my deviant ways
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Two years, seven months, and sixteen days
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Now I'm back on the street in a purple haze
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And I feel so good, I feel so good
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I feel so good I'm going to break somebody's heart tonight
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I feel so good I'm going to make somebody's day tonight
I feel so good I'm going to make somebody pay tonight
I'm old enough to sin, but I'm too young to vote
Society been dragging on the tail of my coat
But I've got a suitcase full of fifty-pound notes
And a half-naked woman with her tongue down my throat
And I feel so good, I feel so good
I feel so good I'm going to break somebody's heart tonight
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They've made me pay for the things I've done
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Now it's my turn to have all the fun
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I feel so good I'm going to break somebody's heart tonight
Love to see you again, I wish I had more time
She was laughing as she brushed my cheek
Why don't you call me, angel, maybe next week
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Promise now, cross your heart and hope to die
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But I misunderstood
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But I misunderstood
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But I misunderstood
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I thought she was saying good luck
Bm
She was saying goodbye
Things I tried to put shine in her eyes
Wire wheels and shimmering things
Wild nights when the whole world seemed to fly
She said the thing that's so unique
When we're together we don't have to speak
We'll always be such good friends, you and I
But I misunderstood...
Grey Walls
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I took my darling down, I took my darling down
To that big grey house down the lane
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And then the doctor said, he said "It's in her head
She's never going to be right again"
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I kissed my love goodbye, she didn't blink an eye
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They took her down the hall, she never looked back at all
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Oh behind grey walls, somewhere there's a soul
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Behind grey walls, she's out of control
Em7
She's crying out for help, no one can hear
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Oh Lord have pity on her, oh Lord have pity on her
My darling walks the floor, my darling walks the floor
She walks every minute that she can
I heard my darling say, I heard my darling say
That she don't know who I am
Cigarette burns down her arm, said she tried to do herself harm
Tied her arms in the back, trussed her up like a sack
Oh behind grey walls, somewhere there's a soul
Behind grey walls, she's out of control
She's crying out for help, no one can hear
Oh Lord have pity on her, oh Lord have pity on her
I saw my darling's face, I saw my darling's face
It looked so pale in the distance
She stared out from her room into the dying gloom
And I saw her poor tears glisten
Pills to keep her calm, more punctures than a junkie in her arm
Strapped her on the bed, seventy volts through her head
Oh behind grey walls, somewhere there's a soul
Behind grey walls, she's out of control
She's crying out for help, no one can hear
Oh Lord have pity on her, oh Lord have pity on her
You Dream Too Much
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She came down the stairs in her cocktail dress
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She fell on her food like a lioness
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There was ringing in my ears like an S-O-S
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She said "You dream too much
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If you think I've a thing for you
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You dream too much, it's going to end bad"
The boom box was sounding sweet
We were dancing to a jungle beat
Just when our lips were about to meet
She said "You dream too much
Who's that girl in your dreams with you?
You dream too much, it's going to end bad"
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You'll stumble going through life the way that you do
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I hope I'm somewhere else the day that you do
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The way that you do
She had a chassis like an XJS
A skull necklace like a high priestess
I thought maybe just one caress
She said, You dream too much
You're dreaming now while I'm talking to you
You dream too much, it's going to end bad
Oh it's going to end bad
All my life I've been like this
I start thinking of the perfect kiss
Velvet dream on an iron fist
She said "You dream too much
Even this isn't really true
All your bitterness and lies
Sting like tears in my eyes
And a thousand lovesick tunes
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Won't wash away the wounds from my mind
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You've been seen around, you're a new sensation
Em7
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You got a better deal and you took his invitation
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You've been sitting on his lap and taking his dictation
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Oh but mercy, we used to love all day and drive all night
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Oh mercy, jealousy used to whet your appetite
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Mercy, we were low as dogs and high as kites
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Why must I plead with you darling?
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Why must I plead with you darling?
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Why must I plead with you darling, for what's already mine?
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My friends are indiscreet
And I sing myself to sleep
And I don't mind the red wine
Or the pickup line as long as it's cheap
I ask you what's what, and you say I'm all yours
I ask who your friend is, and you say Santa Claus
I ask you to come home, you say you're tired of being indoors
Oh but mercy, you know you signed on that dotted line
Mercy, you signed yours and I signed mine
Mercy, you said forever till the end of time
Why must I plead with you darling?
Why must I plead with you darling?
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Why must I plead with you darling, for what's already mine?
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Why must I plead with you darling, for what's already mine?
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And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
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Red hair and black leather, my favourite colour scheme
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And he pulled her on behind and down to Boxhill they did ride
Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right hand
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man
I've fought with the law since I was seventeen
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22
And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you
And If fate should break my stride
I'll give you my Vincent to ride
Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae
For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
Come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
But he smiled to see her cry
Said I'll give you my Vincent to ride
Said young James, in my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a '52 Vincent and a red headed girl
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeves's won't do
They don't have a soul like a Vincent '52
He reached for her hand and he gave her the keys
He said I don't have any further use for these
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home
He gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride
An iron maiden stole my heart away, oh black day!
Her siren songs seemed to call to me, oh destiny!
She spat her thrash metal lyrics right into my mind
The stage thundered and the smoke bombs made me blind
She sang "Hello,
Liebchen, wollen Sie ein Jig-a-jig, nein?"
She said, left, right, right, left
Come on Joe, don't be slow
Up, down, down, up
Come on Joe, time to go
In, out, out, in
Do it if you love me Joe
I know it's art for art's sake
But how much more can I take?
What's my share of this backlash love affair?
Her hair extensions down to her knees, what a tease!
She got tattoos everywhere you look, she's a comic book!
Why she goes for my type I'll never understand
She's so demure when we promenade hand in hand
And when we get back home she lets me know she's in command
She said, left, right, right, left
Come on Joe, don't be slow
Up, down, down, up
Come on Joe, it's time to go
In, out, out, in
Do it if you love me Joe
I know it's art for art's sake
But how much more can I take?
What's my share of this backlash love affair?
Those iron maidens, cool as a marble slab
They wrap around you and the cold knives cut and stab
I can't live my life as someone else's shish-kebab
She said, left, right, right, left
Come on Joe, don't be slow
Up, down, down, up
Come on Joe, it's time to go
In, out, out, in
Do it if you love me Joe
I know it's art for art's sake
But how much more can I take?
What's my share of this backlash love affair?
Mystery Wind
Dm
Mystery wind, blowing tonight
Dm
Driving rain, close up tight
C
Don't leave a crack for the rain to get in
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Dm
Don't leave a hole for the mystery wind
From some other time, and some other place
Mystery wind make a fool say grace
Lord above how great thou art
Mystery wind blowing right through your heart
Ah, whistling down from out of this world
Take an honest man away from his girl
Stir up trouble in a married man's bed
Make you say things better left unsaid
The mystery wind, the mystery wind
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It's a cruel wind, screams and moans
Don't know where from, don't know where it goes
Rustling the leaves around your door
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Cold, cold fingers through the cracks in the floor
Dm
The mystery wind
Dm
Ah can't you smell it? You can almost feel it
Mystery wind, you just can't see it
Foul your water and steal your bread
Wake up things better left for dead
Mystery wind, are you strong enough
To fight for your right when the time get's tough?
Plague and hunger and burning rain
Too many good men blown away by the mystery wind
The mystery wind
It's a cruel wind...
'Cause I've got something here worth more than gold
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I said, don't sit on my Jimmy Shands
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Don't sit on my Jimmy Shands
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They don't mend with sticky tape and glue
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Don't sit on my Jimmy Shands
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Don't sit on my Jimmy Shands
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That's my very best advice to you
Call me precious I don't mind
78s are hard to find
You just can't get the shellac
Since the war
This one's the Beltona brand
Finest label in the land
They don't make them like that any more
Don't sit on my Jimmy Shands...
Darling though you're twice my size
I don't mean to patronize
Honey, let me lead you by the hand
Find a lap or find a chair
You can park it anywhere
Just don't rest your cheeks against my man
Don't sit on my Jimmy Shands...
No shindig is half complete
Without that famous polka beat
That's why they invite me, I suppose
Waltzes, Strathspey's, eightsome reels
Now you know how good it feels
Crank that handle babe, away she goes
Don't sit on my Jimmy Shands...
If I cross your path again, who knows where, who knows when?
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On some morning without number, on some highway without end
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Don't grasp my hand and say, fate has brought you here today
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For fate is only fooling with us friend
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Keep your distance, oh keep your distance
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When I feel you close to me, what can I do but fall?
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Keep your distance, keep your distance
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With us it must be all or none at all
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It's a desperate game we play, throw our souls, our lives, away
Wounds that can't be mended and debts that can't be paid
Oh I played and I got stung, now I'm biting back my tongue
I'm sweeping out the footprints where I strayed
Keep your distance, keep your distance
When I feel you close to me what can I do but fall?
Keep your distance, oh keep your distance
With us it must be all or none at all
Instrumental verse
Keep your distance, oh keep your distance
When I feel you close to me what can I do but fall?
Keep your distance, oh keep your distance
With us it must be all or none at all
With us it must be all or none at all
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With us it must be all or none at all
Mother Knows Best
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So you think you know how to wipe your own nose
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You think you know how to button your clothes
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You don't know shit if you hadn't already guessed
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You're just a bump on the log of life, 'cause mother knows best
She tells everybody she was born in a ditch
She backcombs her hair till she looks like a witch
Wolves in her train, serpents suckle at her breast
And don't forget to wash behind your ears, 'cause mother knows best
Guitar solo over verse chords
Well, you lost your job, well, ain't that a shame?
You got nobody but yourself to blame
You deserve everything you get for such carelessness
And don't eat your peas off the knife, 'cause mother knows best
So your babies are hungry, so your baby's sick
Don't make babies, that'll do the trick
Put another string of barbed wire in your little love nest
It's better than a cardboard box, 'cause mother knows best
Guitar solo over verse chords
She got a zombie army to serve her well
She got a thousand bloodhounds from the gates of hell
She got a hundred black horses with sulfur and coal on their breath
And she rides the unbelievers down, mother knows best
She says, bring me your first-born and I'll suck their blood
Bring me your poor I can trample in the mud
Bring me your visionaries, I can put out their eyes
And bring me your scholars, I'll have 'em all lobotomised
'Cause mother knows best!
Will the pubs never close, will the glass never drain?
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No more DT's and no shakes and no horrors
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The very next morning you'll feel right as rain
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'Cause God loves a drunk, the lowest of men
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Like the dogs in the street and the pigs in the pen
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And a drunk's only trying to get free of his body
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And soar like an eagle high up there in heaven
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His shouts and his curses they're just hymns and praises
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To kick start his mind now and then
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Oh God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen
Does God really care for your life in the suburbs
A dull little life full of dull little things
And bring up the babies to be just like daddy
And maybe you'll be there when he gives out the wings
But God loves a drunk, although he's a fool
He wets in his pants and he falls off his stool
He can't hear the insults and whispers go by him
As he leans in the doorway and he sings Sally Racket
He can't feel the cold rain beat down on his body
And soak through his clothes to the skin
Oh God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen
Will there be any pen-pushers up there in heaven?
Does crawling and wage-slaving win you God's love
I pity you worms with your semis and pensions
If you think that'll get you to the kingdom above
But God loves a drunk, although he's a clown
You can't help but laugh as he gags and falls down
He don't give a cuss for what people think of him
He screams at his demons alone in the darkness
He's staying alive for just one more pint bottle
Won't you throw him a few pennies, friend
God loves a drunk, for ever and ever, amen
Psycho Street
A man sits down to write a letter, but instead he writes a book
The book begins, "Dear Sir, I don't know if you're interested
But your wife is a whore"
A man gets on a train and proceeds to take all his clothes off
He begins to play with himself, and he says
"In my country, this is definitely not offensive"
A man pours petrol through his neighbour's letterbox and throws in a match
The house is engulfed in flames
As the neighbours jump from the upstairs window
He films the whole thing on video
He plays it back to them later in hospital
"Things have been pretty dull at home without you," he says
A man pushes a lawnmower two hundred miles on his knees
To the tomb of the unknown gardener
"Great One," he cries
"I've done my penance, I bring my offering
Grant me, grant me, grant me
Pest-free roses"
Psycho Street
Friendly people down on Psycho Street
Good neighbours down on Psycho Street
And if you need a hand, need a friend, we understand
And if you need a pal, we'll be there, anyhow
Psycho Street, Psycho Street, Psycho Street
A man stakes his neighbour's cat to the barbecue and turns on the gas
"Now are you going to talk," he says
"Or am I going to have to get nasty?"
A man has an inflatable doll made that looks exactly like his wife
He murders his wife, dissolves her body in acid, and marries the doll
Three years later he leaves her
For another doll
A man hands his son a brick and says
"Son, throw this brick through the greenhouse next door"
The boy does
The boy next door throws one back
It hits the man on the head and mortally wounds him
"Ah well," he says as his lifeblood trickles away
"Boys will be boys"
A thoughtful woman sends her best friend a parcel
Inside, it says, is a free sample
Full body beauty treatment
But really it contains acids and chemicals
When her friend tries it, her hair falls out
Her face is wrinkled and her body scarred
Thoughtful woman turns to her husband and winks, and says
"Preemptive strike"
Psycho Street
Friendly people down on Psycho Street
Good neighbours down on Psycho Street
If you need a hand, need a friend, we understand
And if you need a pal, we'll be there, anyhow
Oh, Psycho Street, Psycho Street
Psycho Street
Psycho Street
Psycho Street
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