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| 1 | Animation | ||
| 2 | Gospel 1
LyricsThe lion and the monkey were walking through the jungleTill the light they were seeking wasn't there no more The monkey said "Leo, we're a team, that's right" The lion licked his chops and then he set to bite It's all been said before I don't take it as gospel no more The lady and the lover were talking to each other With satin tones and candy corn Five years later there's pain and resentment And a stony silence that's as thick as mud (ch) Me and the governor were talking to each other 'Bout the power of one man to change the world Two months later I was taken by surprise When the governor put his vote on the other side (ch) | ||
| 3 | How's My Little Girl
LyricsRecognition stains your eyesMy, it's funny how time flies Maybe it's the liquor Nothing but a flicker How's my little girl? Is it really better now? Underneath the lines Underneath the signs Underneath the curls How's my little girl? Make the mark in borrowed time Words can soften any crime Never mind the scandals The lotions or the candles (ch) And there's nothing in your eyes And there's nothing you can hide Anymore The temptation of a second look To take back the chances that you took Maybe it's the liquor Nothing could be quicker (ch) Although this song seems to bring a wistful response from divorced fathers (and who am I to rain on their, um, rain) it's more of a somewhat sleazy, last-call come-on to a former lover. Sort of a more cynical version of Kris Kristofferson's "For the Good Times."-SW | ||
| 4 | Counting The Days
LyricsShe was too tough to take any shit but too weak to give it outNever ever saw her cry and never made her shout So it turned into a lifetime, what started as a phase We sit calmly and quiet, alone and in love Waiting and counting the days Her father was a dockworker and my father drank and fought We searched for something better and that's just what we got But we still see "On the Waterfront" every time it plays We sit calmly and quiet, alone and in love Waiting and counting the days She dreams of the future and I dream of the past Late at night we dream aloud until the die is cast Conspirators and combatants, oh let me count the ways We sit calmly and quiet on the verge of a riot Waiting and counting the days | ||
| 5 | The Subject Was Roses
LyricsSomebody slammed on the table to say we were finishedWell, that was all right 'cause our good sense had long since been diminished And everyone was blind from staring way down past their noses The old times were swinging again, the subject was roses The newspaper man said "You're crazy to let it go sour." He said "I was singing your praises last night in the shower." But a fool is a fool when he starts believing his poses The old times were swinging again, the subject was roses He reached for his wallet and started to show me a picture I reached for my bible and started a-reading from scripture But he didn't laugh, I guess I'd stepped on his toes-es The peak was passing us by, the subject was roses And they say a fool and his money soon gotta say goodbye But a drunk and his memory split when he starts getting high There's nothing to learn from the past when you get right down to it You'll do what you do when you do so you just gotta do it And I'll do whatever the situation proposes And I'll call it a night the next time the subject is roses | ||
| 6 | Closer | ||
| 7 | The Woodshed Blues
LyricsJohnny 'whooped' and threw up his handsand said it doesn't get much better than this Janey found a tarnished heart and threw me a desparate kiss And I was trying every lock to try to find a key that would fit I grabbed my hat, picked up my shoes collected everything I could use and I made my way out alive with the Woodshed Blues Johnny kneeled and measured his feet for the idiot's hall of fame Janey shined a tarnished heart and told Cupid to take game and I raised a toast to Peggy Lee 'cause there had to be more to this game I grabbed my hat, picked up my shoes collected everything I could use and I made my way out alive with the Woodshed Blues I grabbed my hat, picked up my shoes collected everything I could use and I made my way out alive with the Woodshed Blues Johnny finally got a clue and he headed far around the bend and Janey put away her heart and moved in with a very good friend and I put my toes in the water and I jumped back in again I got my hat, picked up my shoes collected everything I could use and I made my way out alive with the Woodshed Blues | ||
| 8 | The Boxing Song | ||
| 9 | AA | ||
| 10 | Gospel 2
LyricsThe lion and the monkey were walking through the jungleTill the light they were seeking wasn't there no more The monkey said "Leo, we're a team, that's right" The lion licked his chops and then he set to bite It's all been said before I don't take it as gospel no more The lady and the lover were talking to each other With satin tones and candy corn Five years later there's pain and resentment And a stony silence that's as thick as mud (ch) Me and the governor were talking to each other 'Bout the power of one man to change the world Two months later I was taken by surprise When the governor put his vote on the other side (ch) | ||
| 11 | It Only Comes Out At Night | ||
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