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I was feeling very sad and so low
I went looking for some liquid sympathy
wait and found some bones down at the deep hole
and the bastards waiting called the cops on me

I figure somewhere in the world it's happy hour
so I went down to get properly dispose
when in the world me and whisky sour
and the man said sorry son were closed

seems that lately I've been paying
for things I used to get for free
dont you know I hear the music's playing
well I know the word is out on me

oh I was feeling very wild and restless
and I figured it inside I clogged my doom
called to see if I was on the castlist
and the switchboard lady wouldn't put me through

found me a number in my pocket
I figured out: hell how can I miss
shot through seven digits lock and rocket
and some guy says: who the hell is this

seems that lately I've been paying
for things I used to get for free
don't you know I hear the music's playing
wow I know the word is out on me

seems the doors that once were open
I slam and shut in my face
not good any more of hoping
I think I better move some other place

seems that lately I've been praying
for things I used to get for free
dont you know I hear the music playing
wow i know the word is out on me

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took a ride on the 505
woke up in Fresno, serious dive
shes got one eye the way talking dirty
that's nice

oh bill, lives on the hill
hes got twentyfive viles and a coup de ville
likes to hang down way by the still
at night

sing me a song for the dreamers
sing me a song
for Bobby Chakone, and Al Capone
and the boys
sing me a song for the dreamers

lady luck drives a pick-up truck
she runs numbers for Pearl S. Buck
shes got a life like a wild coyote
and he...

my brother Art must get some kind of not
he feels sleep-drunk by the wheel of a '56 Dodge
woke up ten miles outside of Cape Cod
next morning...

sing me a song for the dreamers
sing me a song
for Fidel Castro and Jackie O
and the boys,
sing me a song for the dreamers

sing me a song for the dreamers
sing me a song
for Johnny O.M. and big friend Quinn
and the boys
sing me a song for the dreamers

now one last verse bout my friend dan
he like ten to one hundred grand
blew it all at the Angie & Bran
at three hours

sing me a song for the dreamers
sing me a song
for Bobby Chakone and Al Capone
sing me a song for the dreamers

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All the boys have disappeared from the avenue
And upstate the system's filled up with you know who
Yeah on 42nd Street you can't find a single peep
New York City's gone to sleep

Walking home from the East Village to Morningside
The sun's just coming up as I step inside
I'm still thinking about something that you said at last call
New York City's back is against the wall

I still like the taste of whiskey I still like getting high
I stand out in the laughing crowd but I ain't gonna hide
Yeah they talk behind your back when you try to stick out your neck
New York City's stacked the deck

I saw this old grandma pushing two kids right down the street
Over by Tomkins Square where them chess players use to sell the weed
Man them brats were shreiking so loud and whiter than Doris Day
That's New York City's future, what can you say?

Got nothing to say...

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I'm just a man with a cast iron soul
it's kinda dark and kinda cold

You're just a gal with a beautiful smile
it's kinda sweet and kinda wild

Sometimes love is like a sneak attack
tendons tear and bones go crack

I'm just a man with a cast iron soul
when I get all hot the embers glow

The embers glow...

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name is Sally, that's five foot 3
lives down the alley from my brother and me
Sally's got class, Sally's got style
Sally's got no money on Miracle Mile

Sam the Snake play long's you gain
keep's his warm and workin in the rain
she took the fall, he lost his last hand
now I dont know if he's a woman or a man
miracle mile

every gambler needs a lucky break
oh Lord how long will mine take
got two hundred dollars on a fill in the fifth
she don't live here, I better get out quick

Herm the germs, a drifter at best
he's gotta scar on his face
tatto on his chest
gotta gun in his booth
a racer in his sleeve
cause been sentenced to hell
and no one leaves
miracle mile

you pray for the winners
pray for losers too
roll the dice and let turn the screw
don't pray to the banker
you just get a denial
cause a person ain't worth nothing
on miracle mile
miracle mile
yeah-yeah
miracle mile

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Every time I go out for a bottle of wine
Someone's bugging me 'bout something from 1989
Why does everybody wanna talk about the good old days?

Did you get lucky, did you get screwed?
Did you bite off a little more than you could chew?
Why does everybody wanna talk about the good old days?

What was so damn great about being young and dumb?
Wasting all those chances living stoned and numb
So you had a year in Paris and ate a snail or two
Did you finally figure out what Fitzgerald always knew?

Did you get married but forgot to get divorced?
Did you lay down all your money on the wrong horse?
Why does everybody wanna talk about the good old days?

What was so damn great about being young and free?
Wasting all those hours ignoring destiny
So you went through a couple million and got sued once or twice
Did you finally lose that hard-on and found a life in Christ?

I hear you broke your ankle, that must have been quite a shock
Yeah I see you got that old Gretsch guitar out of hock
Why does everybody wanna talk about the good old days?

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Say what you will about love and pain
It ain't gonna help you anyhow
Do what you will, it's all the same
I think you relate to me somehow

I've been staring at the sun
For far too many years
I've come undone, it's all too clear
I'm the last of the only ones

Hedge your bets, take it slow
Someone's waiting in the wings
Turn it on and steal the show
It don't really mean a thing

All my ghosts are on the run
Throwing darts and naming names
I'm under the gun, but I feel no shame
I'm the last of the only ones

Some people say that life's a game
And getting by gets you through
The hand of fate will slap you down
And leave it's ugly mark on you

I've been staring at the sun
For far too many years
I've come undone, it's all too clear
I'm the last of the only ones

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Take a little hint from me
the truth ain't very hard to see
you're just swimming with the tide

Squeeze the dirt between your toes
turn your friends all into foes
make 'em guess just who you are

Shoo the demons from your head
smoke that spliff like Natty Dread
you're only human after all

C'mon dude I know it's cruel
Losing each and every duel
You wake up every morn
Wishing you were never born
No one here loves to play the fool

Find that nugget it'll keep you sane
just say yes to love and fame
tell the losers to go on home

Take a little hint from me
the world ain't nothing like you think
no one wants to feel your pain

C'mon down and join the show
Listen to that rooster crow
Poke your head outside
Forget about suicide
The slow burn is the way to go

We're all so tired of all these tears
broken bikes with missing gears
let's go riding in the rain

Take a little hint from me...

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Sitting here bending notes
All the hipsters look like Warren Oates
Can't remember what I was on
But for a couple of bucks I'll play you a song

Oh me, Oh my
Love to bitch, don't want to die

Sitting here the world's a joke
Gonna go outside and have a smoke
Looking down at my old shoes
Can't seem to shake these new world blues

Oh me, Oh my
Love to bitch, don't want to die

Congee Village in Chinatown
The green tea helps the rice go down
Look at her what a heart attack
Cross-eyed stare like Karen Black

Oh me, Oh my
Love to bitch, don't want to die

All the kids are growing beards
Playing pong and feeling weird
All the world's out getting high
Can I have a piece of that there pie?

Oh me, Oh my
Love to bitch, don't want to die

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We talk in riddles and ride the storm
We hide in darkness and try to stay warm
We calm our nerves so we don't feel a thing

We've got to raise the roof to make it right

We shut the gates and don't let anyone in
We shut it down before it has a chance to begin
Now that ain't right

We've got to raise the roof to make it right

Put your hand in mind, see if we can shake things up a bit, if we try real hard

We've got to raise the roof to make it right

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Oh baby, do you think that we could maybe
pull these covers back over our heads one more time
and hide away?

Oh baby, I know it sounds so crazy
but I'm so in love with you once again
you warm my toes

I hate the way this cold city makes you old before your time
We're trying so hard to get ahead but falling so far behind

Under here is a special place
we'll disappear without a trace
keeping it all at bay
thinking about better days
and laughing at the world

Oh baby, do you think that we could maybe
lock the door, turn off that phone, close our eyes
and hide away?

Oh baby, I know it sounds so crazy
but I'm so in love with you once again
you ease my mind

Oh baby...

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spiders speak, spiders tell lies
spiders spin their webs until they die
catch more with honey than wine
thats how I caught a friend of mine
gotta get down to the bone

just got back from the midnight ride
I saw Jesus standing in the line
said there ain't no right or wrong
just the way keep judging all along
gotta get down to the bone

spiders speak, spiders tell lies
spiders spin their webs until they die
no gal is seen pretty but its always there
and lord knows its spider beware
gotta get down to the bone

spiders speak, spiders tell lies
spiders spin their webs until they die
just got back from the midnight ride
going where the water taste like wine
gotta get down to the bone

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Davy Jones Locker
Hollywood and Vine
the cavern of darkness
they called the firefly
the king of the losers
is holding court tonight

well there's wine-eyed peaks
through a shutted b-b speaks
I havent seen my old my lady
in a seven weeks
the king of losers
aint got nothin on me

as he said as I used to fear
well I dont remember that
and she said I used to mistreat her
with my
the king of the losers
I ain't been down that path
let's go

now lets see em buddy
I heard that tune
of the great four women
and the lies they tell you
the king of the losers
I know that brew through and through you know

mama sent me downtown
saturday at noon
I got a service that I missed
kicked out my room
the king of the losers
I know its through

over in the corner
sits the gowned-in sow
she's laughing like a hyena
with the glass of mescal
the king of the losers
cant toss this girl
want another time
when the king have come my way

and guns for me to stay
now the king of the losers
always has to pay time

oh listen you scumbags
you're looking for sympathy
you cant be ask why mess
mosquitoes to me
I'm the king of the losers
now get down on your knees

I got fit for blood and buckets down my back
oh you whiskeybottles from late night stack
you want the king of the losers
look now for the jack

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baby, we all gotta go down
baby, we all gotta go down
well I'll be waiting for you there
in my big old rockin chair
singing baby we all gotta go down

they say the devil's a fallen angel
me I ain't so sure
plenty of evil on the west side of town
and baby we all gotta go down

they say there's gonna be hell to pay
well let me say of this fill right away
because as low as I can go
I been low and shy before
I say baby, we all gotta go down
baby we all gotta go down
baby we all gotta go down
you want to find my soul?
drop by the nineteen fold
baby we all gotta down

Samson met Delilah in a bar
cause they wanted to bury the hatchet real far
well after seven shots
even old Samson was seing spots
he said baby we all gotta go down

baby we all gotta gown
I'll be waitin for yer
in my big old rockin chair
baby we all gotta go down

you wanna find my soul?
well drop by the nineteen oh
baby, we all gotta go down

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It's my nature to be cruel
No matter what I try to do
I can't help myself but to push you away
No matter how much I need you to stay

It's the feeling that I'm wrong
And the fact that I can't stop singing this song
But I'm not gonna mess you around
Searching for the things that can't be found

It's my nature to be cruel
And shoot too wide in this lover's duel
Yeah we both love to play these games
Broken umbrellas left out in the rain
Oh my nature lets me down

It's the way you stare at me
Like I'm making it up as if the blind can see
Yeah we both know that the truth is clear
We're so messed up but the end ain't near

It's my nature to be cruel
And shoot too wide in this lover's duel
Yeah we both love to play these games
Broken umbrellas left out in the rain
Oh my nature lets me down

It's my nature...

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When darkness falls and the fear comes out
and your soul's at risk don't dare to shout

hold your mud... hold your mud

When your lover screams that you're a fool
and you start to tremble and drip that drool

hold your mud... hold your mud

Oh sweet Jesus what's the use? Of living right such abuse...

hold your mud... hold your mud

When you're out scrounging for your next meal
and a busker asks "well how does it feel?"

hold your mud... hold your mud... hold your mud... hold your mud

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Bought my first guitar in 1969
Saw "Woodstock" on the screen the following year
Played in bands in junior high wrote a song or two
That's what brought me here

Never was a singer until 1982
Jim Beam whiskey helped me kill the fear
Made a lot of noise on stages all across the land
That's what brought me here

That's what brought me here, brought me here
Chasing silly rainbows, wiping away the tears
Brought me here, brought me here
Every road, that's what brought me here

Wrote "Apache Princess" on an old Yamaha
Something must have caught my sister's ear
"Dan you know you're not allowed to write your own songs"
Ain't it funny, that's what brought me here

Pulled a smash and grab to get a sweet guitar
but the cops got me with the gear
"I sentence you to LA boy to learn to strum and play"
Thank you judge, that's what brought me here

That's what brought me here, brought me here
Chasing silly rainbows, wiping away the tears
Brought me here, brought me here
Every road, that's what brought me here

Something called my name down Highway 95
Pulling us together far and near
to celebrate the beauty that we all keep inside
Yes indeed, that's what brought us here

That's what brought us here