Lyrics … To The Last Dead Cowboy

To sweet to die

to the devil and all his cockroaches

we’ll raise our glass today

but before we sip this poisened wine

we will kneel and pray

that bastard says come and get it

the drugs and the money’s right here

but where was he when I needed him

downtown drinking beer

oh we’re too sweet to die

we’ll be buried alive

the lipstick on my shirt says

we’re too sweet to die

you threw me out the limo

i fell and smashed my head

stumbled to the water

and sank to the river bed

down there with the roots and weeds

I was dragged along for a while

hair like shellery winters

night of the hunter style

but up up up oes love

down down down goes hate

you led me up the garden

and left me by the pearly gates

Bad times

we all knew things had to get better

if we kept acting rattional and sane

now i can see the clouds on the horizon

bad times coming round again

the sun ripens corn across the country

shares are rising on the stock exchange

people making hay while the sun shines

cos bad times are coming round again

bad times coming round

bad times coming round

bad times coming round again

you might need a drink

but you don’t need a weather vane

bad times coming round again

black slaves shipped here in their millions

worked and died til freedom was won

now you look around for that freedom

see it slipping down the barrel of a gun

white men in grey suits lose all direction

white men in hood are back again

ruinning in the 96 election

bad times coming round again

bad times coming round

bad times coming round

bad times coming round again

board up your window

it might be a hurrican

bad times coming round again

yuppies come and gentrify your neighbourhood

crusties say they fight it to the end

no one askes the black or the lationo

bad times coming round again

if you don’t change your mind

if you don’t change your mind I’ll change it for you

if you don’t really mind, I’ll take it from here

there’s no use resisiting

I’m coming your way

i’ve been confined for an eternity

going to roll into this sleepy town

going to turn this motel upside down

the old men are smiling across the road

makes ‘em feel like they’re in the 9know

you complained about this dusty town

you got your law and your order now

whisperin in my ear

i’ve smelled the glory and i’ve asked for money

i’ve seen the screenplay and i’ve been hooked

you’re going down now for a count of thirteen

just pretend you never looked

at the age of fourteen the city called me

called my bluff, called me a fool

now i feel like i’m ninety seven

and you’re still taking me at school

late at night as I sit drinking

i start to see things clearer still

though i’ll never be in your company

you’re always whispering in my ear

cold calling i a tuxedo

and cancassing in a sequined gown

those last minutes alterations

she’s gonna take me right to town

harm’s way

i slipped out the back door as the ambulance arrived

i would’ve liked to tell ‘em my story, but i know i would’ve lied

so i pawned my sister’s dfiamond ring, got on the greyhound’s back

i figured with a little leeway i must just get on track

and i’m just trying to stay out of harm’s way

by the time i got to chicago i thought i had something to sell

but the deal fell through as they alwas do

ce’es la vie what the hell

every time i think of my baby working in that old coalmine

i feel so goddam guilty i almost change my mind

red door

at the top of the stairs is a red door

she locks it behind her each night

i sit on the stoop at the druggists

and wonder who shut out the lights

at the top of the stairs is a red door

on the night stand sits a black phone

it’s been years since she disconnected

but there’s one more way to be alone

she used to drink sour mash whiskey

and dance on her toes until dawn

nobody knows why she went away

and where all the music was gone

at the end of the road is a dancehall

they boarded it up years ago

the laudanum drafts are all dry now

but there’s one more way to be alone

at the top of the stairs is a red door

someday I’ll tear that thing down

but for now i’ll just sit and wait for the daylight

and there’s no way to be alone

lake of vinegar

please don’t fall in love tonight

just go on home

a sober man gives up the fight

if he’s got someplace to go

i never get the message that’s washed up on the sand

i wake up in some strange place and there’s a bottle in my hand

i’m grateful for your company please sponge my brow

and soak me in cold water

there’s a taste so sour i can’t wash from my mouth

across the lake of vinegar i rowed my boat so far

but never caught her

the night was dark, she was nowhere to be found

i never got the message that’s washed up on the sand

i wake up in some strange place and there’s a bottle in my hand

take off my clothes and take me in

i’m sick and lonely, so in need of shelter

don’t let me be misunderstood again

so drowned in drink i nearly fell over the heels

to kiss the captain’s daughtrer

and now i can’t explain about a thing

k.t.tennessee

if i was you eaving,i’d leave in the morning

and not even wait for goodbye

no, don’t you just stand there fumbling your words

i don’t wanna see those packed up leaving eyes

cos you walked all over may heart last night

and we reached new heights of pain

don’t wait to hear my side of things

cos i’d be beggin you to come back again

you followed my lead, and you packed up your bags

took a train far away from me

to see if she knew where you might be

she said son i’ve lost Katie ever since she was nine

i think you better come in and sit down

you look a good man don’t blame yourself

i’ll tell you really why my little girl left town

oh, we don’t have toi say in our in our in laws

now there’s an old man who sits behind bars

seemed he always had the eye for pretty young girls

and my Katie she bears al his scars

so if i was you leaving i’d leave in the morning

and not even wait for goodbye

no, don’t you just stand there fumbling your words

i don’t wanna see those packed up leaving eyes

cos they’ve trampled all over your heart before

and there’s no way to switch off the pain

but there’s one man right here to take you away from fear

and i’m beggin for you to come back again

sometimes i wonder

you never believe me, even when i tell the truth

and as the lights are turned off in a humble home

a band plays out of tune

you never console me, even though i throw the fight

and you wonder aloud where we bother

to crawl to the same bed each night

that’s what she said

and without a tear

sometimes i wonder

what i’m doing here

my dear as you’re sleeping so you dream of the day

when the sun is so bright and the sky so clear

you can dodge what’s headed your way

to the last dead cowboy

i’m a careless, hopeless, hard drinkin man

frightened of the thunder and the cold

many times you’ve seen out there on the land

i’m a man who died long time ago

i’m a man who died long time ago

the trail is hard, but it leads everywhere

out in the desert glare i pull my hat down over my eyes

jyxpnotised by the image on the screen

that shirt so whíte and clean, silver pistosl at his side

take a trip to the wide open spaces

looking for the traces of the wild frontier’s call

riding out, feel the rain on your faces

through familiar places, thr truckstop and the mall

this country starts to look and sound the same

there’s a singerr on the radio and i don’t like his name

we’ll ride the range, paint the town red on the weekends

while the bankers and the lawyers drive our country to the wall

the four winds blow so i turn up my collar

buy a burger for a dollar, it’s the final cattle call

$ Bill the Cowboy

the last president of the United States that’s $ Bill the cowboy

standing under the gallows tree $ Bill the cowboy

a quite man with dignity $ Bill the cowboy

skulls and bones and history $ Bill the cowboy

finish the puzzle attach the muzzle

the white heat of techology

will you take a kiss from these yellow gypsy lips

will you take one last ride with me…

he’s the one-eyed jack in the pyramid that’s $ Bill the cowboy

from halloween to halloween $ Bill the cowboy

he’ll run from here to eternioty $ Bill the cowboy

standing under the gallows tree $ Bill the cowboy

Take one last ride, take one last ride with me

will you take one last ride with me

will you take a kiss from these yellow gypsy lips

Plenty tuff union made

from the country to the town

police and bosses held us down

back at the start when the ground was laid

plenty tough union made

i don’t think the king woke up one morning

said all people should be better paid (no)

things were bad but things got changed

plenty tough union made

plenty tough union made

one long struggle day by day

that’s how we got to live this way

plenty tough union made

risked a lot to live like humans

locked out, beaten and defamed

no one said it was gonna be easy

plenty tough union made

cowards cringe an traitors sneer

liker the class war never happened here

but don’t forget as the future fades

plenty tough union made

our rewards are not in heaven (ptum)

weak apart and strong together (ptum)

devided we fall, united we stand (ptum)

working woman and working man (ptum)

we’re not waiting for judgement day (ptum)

Bully

(by Bedlam Rovers)

feet don’t fail me now

from mouth to floor

choose the pedal and stick there

and the shoulders have no head

and i have no core and long to pull over and sleep there

in the flesh it’s awrinkle I didn’t expect

when did the journey become such a chore?

the bully’s been picking fights

pinching and chapping hides

and leaving nasty clues on dressing rooms walls

and that’s not all

trust a tall shepherd when ypu’re lame and bleating

been bruised so badly it’s not worth reperating

are my cheeks red?

and i forgive you for everything

that respectable suit hangs ragged and loose

it’s ahazard it fits you

and the pupil shines without distractions and dots and lines

painted rosy and damn that must get you

careful what you’re backed into

down like a hawk to peck you to pieces

questioned wach action and kept you from speaking

are my cheeks red?

i forgive you for everything…

but i’ll forgive you for everything

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