1. |
Three Strikes You're Out
02:45
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Three Strikes You're Out
Batter up, you're into your stance
Making my pitch baby
Hoping to get a chance
With a girl, as sweet as sweet can be
The scouting reports said baby
You knew how to swing
What a way to spend a summer
Just don't forget these numbers
One, Two, Three
Three strikes you're out
Three strikes you're out babe
Those are the rules
Ain't gonna be your fool
I always hoped, it'd end in a tie
Joining us together
There was some other guy
You played at home while I was away
He slid across the dish while I was stranded at second base
What a way to treat a lover
Step out against some other
One, Two, Three
Three strikes you're out
Three strikes you're out babe
Those are the rules
Three strikes you're out babe
Those are the rules
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2. |
Pull Out the Wires
03:48
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3. |
Shine Your Shoes
03:20
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Shine Your Shoes
You say you're Mr. Big
It's your town and the game is rigged
Not Gonna Shine Your Shoes
You say, Boy get on your knees
Beg for crumbs and then say please
Not Gonna Shine Your Shoes
You say you'll make me snap that rag
And call me boy despite my age
Not Gonna Shine Your Shoes
What you trying to do my friend?
You trying to start a war?
I'm not getting on my knees
For your type no more
You tell me to pack my bags
But it's you that gotta go
'Cause let me tell you one more time
Poor folks don't do those things no more
You mistook me for Shoeshine Boy
But I'm Underdog and I'm annoyed
Not Gonna Shine Your Shoes
Give up your pride you'll get fed each night
The hand that feeds me is the hand I bite
Not Gonna Shine Your Shoes
What you trying to do my friend?
You trying to start a war?
I'm not getting on my knees
For your type no more
You tell me to pack my bags
But it's you that gotta go
'Cause let me tell you one more time
Poor folks don't do those things no more
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4. |
In the Twilight
02:51
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In The Twilight
Give me the darkness that comes before the day is through
A timeless, lonely shore of a crepuscular hue
Where time's measured with an hourglass
Holding ashes of
What your mind's suicide
Made of our love
In the twilight that's where I'll stay
In the twilight neither night nor day
If that's a madman, well, who can say
Between the sun and moon, between good and bad
Between your Sunday best and the thoughts inside my head
Give me eerie music only I can hear
Playing on a phantom beach on a wild frontier
Give me eclipse of the sun as it starts to set
And a blood red moon that lights the way home north, south, east and west
Give me a hearse whose windshield
Shows the world in black and white
Whose cigarette lighter burns a hole through
The wall between day and night
In the twilight to my last breath
In the twilight between life and death
If that's a madman, well now you've guessed
Between the sun and moon, between good and bad
Between your Sunday best and the thoughts inside my head
In the twilight
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5. |
Painless Luxury
03:18
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6. |
Ennui
03:31
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7. |
Honest Man, Lonely Man
04:06
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Honest Man, Lonely Man
Honest man, lonely man
That’s how it all goes today
Well, if you match your words and deeds
You’ll likely walk unaccompanied
An honest man’s a lonely man today
Well, Tricky Dick walked up to me
And he was quite irate
I hadn’t seen him so wound up
Since during Watergate
“I paid the price for the tales I told,” I heard that old ghost sigh
“But beside the whoppers of today
They seem like small white lies.”
Honest man, lonely man
Seems that’s the rule of today
And if you wanna get ahead
You’d best leave ---- the truth unsaid
An honest man’s a lonely man today
(bridge) You talk about a rogue’s gallery
Well, here’s a treasure trove
The only thing they wouldn’t steal
Is a red hot stove
Honest man, lonely man
Seems that’s the rule today
And if you want a piece of that pie
I recommend you learn to lie
An honest man’s a lonely man today
Well, all across our nation now
We hear the well is dry
Austerity’s the only way
And there’ll be no more free rides
You see we’ve got no money for workers or the poor
But the money men can print more up
To start another war
Honest man, lonely man
That’s how it all goes today
If you wanna be called Mr. Tibbs
Then son you’d better learn to fib
An honest man’s a lonely man today
(bridge) You talk about a rogue’s gallery
Well, here’s a treasure trove
The only thing they wouldn’t steal
Is a red hot stove
Honest man, lonely man
Seems that’s the rule today
If you want a home on easy street
The first down payment is deceit
An honest man’s a lonely man today
Honest Abe came riding up
Humming a melody
But he wasn’t whistling Dixie
When he said, “Take it from me”
“There’s one commodity I see
More valuable than gold
“It’s no tall tale when I say
It’s your mortal soul”
Machiavelli would be proud
Of the world in which we live
To seem is all that matters now
And not what nothing is
And pimps and punks and crocks and crooks
Keep stealing, stalling and cooking books
And I don’t think we can go on this way
Honest man, lonely man
Seems that’s the rule today
Well, if you match your words and deeds
You’ll likely walk unaccompanied
An honest man’s a lonely man today
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8. |
People Still Smoke
04:23
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People Still Smoke
Well, people trying to say what's right for me
What I shouldn't take and what I shouldn't eat
You can't do this and you can't do that
It'll make you ill or it'll make you fat
No one ever said that we were here for good
I wouldn't hang around that long if I could
We're all gonna try and get our kicks just the same
And people still smoke though it's bad for them
(repeat)
There's a trend I see now throughout the land
They're gonna babysit you and hold your hand
They might be righteous, they might mean well
But those good intentions can lead to hell
I never had much time for politics
What's correct for one can make another sick
When my time comes I'll have me to blame
And people still smoke though it's bad for them
(repeat)
Oh, where will it end?
Put your laws on my body, controls upon my head
Don't try to tell me that you still need more control
What we do good or bad is just between us and our souls
You can't do this and you can't do that (2x)
Well it's just the same as it ever was
Busy-bodies they're trying to run us
On the highest mountain, some wise guru
He's gonna say in the end that it's up to you
Don't preach to me about what I should do
As if on yourself there weren't some work to do
Nobody's perfect, we're all the same
And people still smoke though it's bad for them
(repeat)
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9. |
Closing Time
03:17
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Closing Time
Summer's gone, it all went wrong
Now I'm back on my own again
Not trying to drown my sorrows yet
I'm just letting them take a swim
Out with my good time buddies
Not trying to be a lady's man
But in a few hours there'll be a change of plans
She'll be looking pretty good around closing time 2x
And then I'll say won't you spend some time with me
All I do everyday is work
This life makes me uptight
What can a man do but keep his friends
And look for some love at night
Well she's no beauty neither am I
But we've go nowhere to go
Strange things go down when the vino flows
She'll be looking pretty good around closing time 2x
And then I'll say won't you spend the night with me
Witching hour you gotta have a witch
And a broom to fly away
Magic potions and strange concoctions
Here they sell 'em by the keg
Under her spell to do her bidding
At least until tomorrow comes
All sins forgotten when we see the sun
She'll be looking pretty good around closing time 2x
And then I'll say won't you spend some time with me
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Everything Money Can’t Buy
What a waste of a day
The sun is shining where we used to play
But you can’t see, you’ve got your new friends
To fill the night
You don’t know, what we had
Everything money can’t buy
Just a taste of that life
Would have bored us; we’d have not looked twice
Too much to do, just having fun
Now it’s for sale
You can’t buy, what we had
Everything money can’t buy
What a waste of a night
The stars don’t answer but you hope they might
Answer your prayers, find what’s lost
‘fore it’s too late
Now you can’t find, what we had
Everything money can’t buy
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11. |
Ordinary Guy
02:57
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Ordinary Guy
Well, here's a life that you might know
Got hip and caught on to things too slow
A sell-out here, a few doubts there
And bit by bit you got kicked downstairs
An ordinary guy
Just along for the ride
Never saw your dreams die
You were too busy doing what the others decide
Not long ago you felt in like Flint
Now you call it and experiment
A faceless ship on a sea of grey
Those pricks that were jealous of you got their way
An ordinary guy
Never gave you enough of a try
They said not to step out of line
And you never bothered to ask why
If you knew then what you know now
If you knew then what you know now
If you knew then what you know now
If you knew then what you know now
You'd trade it all away
Just for another day
To get your chance to play
To get your chance to play
Ordinary guy
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12. |
Hope You Hear
04:59
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Hope You Hear
I don't know what day it is
Whenever you're around
And I can't hide my amazement
At this real fine love I've found
You just laugh when you hear these words
Things old-fashioned; they border on the absurd
But I can't get them out of my head
I sing them over and over again
And I hope you hear
You don't know what it means to me
Just to have you around
You could've found someone easily
To take you to higher ground
A streetlight shining and burns through the haze
The few words that come I put aside for better days
But I can't get them out of my head
I sing them over and over again
And I hope you hear
I think we're two of a kind
I think we're of the same mind
Still it happens time after time
I see you and you see me
But we don't know where we want to be
I know someday the time will come
You won't love so cautiously
Do you think that time is coming soon?
Tell me now girl honestly
You just laugh when you hear these words
Things old-fashioned; they border on the absurd
But I can't get them out of my head
I sing them over and over again
And I hope you hear
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13. |
Always Be Yourself
03:23
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Always Be Yourself
You wake up in the morning
So confused you can't see
Wondering who it is
Today you're gonna be
There's no need for that my friend
You're a giant not an elf
Always be yourself
Imitation can be flattery
Flattery's a bore
You'd like to be someone else
You could be so much more
Everyone's got skeletons
In the closet on the shelf
Always be yourself
Always be yourself
No matter what you do
Nobody has got your touch
Or does it like you do
Never believed in miracles
But sometimes when I think
There are so many of us
And yet we're all
Fly, walk or crawl
We're all so unique
Afraid you're not good enough
It happens to the best
Take a shot of courage
And put your fears to rest
Don't be a carbon copy
Love yourself to death
Always be yourself
I know you'll finally see it
Playing yourself is more fun
Just look into the mirror
What you see is number one
It's good for your spirit
Good for your mental health
Always be yourself
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14. |
Wanna-Gonna Get You
03:45
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Wanna-Gonna Get You
When I saw you leaving with him
I'm not blind baby but I knew I had been
Oh-oh such a shy boy, yeah putty in your hands
The less fight I have in me girl the more you demand
Wanna-gonna get you (gonna get you someday)
I was walking through the poor part of town
Nothing stirring, saw no one around
Suddenly I saw a girl, she said, "How do you do?"
A dream girl for anyone except I'm still stuck on you
Wanna-gonna get you (gonna get you someday)
Maybe she's too good for you (she'll look me over through and through)
Maybe she's too rich for you (I'm not rich but my money's good)
Maybe she's got someone new (he'll have to leave before I do)
Oh oh, some doubts I had
Might sound crazy but those worries are never gonna
Never gonna make me their slave
Never giving up
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Carl Schonbeck Milan, Italy
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