- Kid Gloves
- The King of Zydeco
- Middle Name
- Alexis
- Empire State Express
- Ghost Blues
- Heaven's Gate
- The Loop
- Walkin' Wounded
- Slumming Angel
KID GLOVES
Hit me...
They sprung me out of Quentin,
I'm back on the mob's payroll.
They can buy my body,
Sure they can't buy my soul.
I'm working out of Stockton,
I'm weighing in at two-o one.
But there's a man in the front row,
Sent down from the mob with a gun.
For ‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back on the street.
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
Well, they bought me out of Quentin,
They've gone and placed their bets.
I've got to throw the fight,
Just to save my neck.
Saying ‘yes’ to the set-up,
Made me feel so cheap.
But the street felt good,
Only got myself to beat.
Oh....
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm fast on my feet,
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but cry.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back in the ring.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll fight anything.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
Yeahhhh...woooo....
A deal is a deal,
But you know you just can't win.
But the mob ought to know,
My conscience is wearing thin.
They sprung me out of Quentin,
I'm back on the mob's payroll.
They can buy my body,
Sure they can't buy my soul.
I'm working out of Stockton,
I'm weighing in at two-o one.
There's a man in the front row,
Baby bring him down, he's got the gun.
Yeahhh....
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back on the ring.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll fight anything.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back on the street.
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but cry.
Yeah....
Well, they burned me out of Quentin
They've gone and placed their bets.
I've got to throw the fight,
Just to save my neck.
Saying ‘yes’ to the set-up,
Made me feel so cheap.
But the street felt so good,
Only got myself to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back on the street,
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm fast on my feet.
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
Hit me...
They sprung me out of Quentin,
I'm back on the mob's payroll.
They can buy my body,
Sure they can't buy my soul.
I'm working out of Stockton,
I'm weighing in at two-o one.
But there's a man in the front row,
Sent down from the mob with a gun.
For ‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back on the street.
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
Well, they bought me out of Quentin,
They've gone and placed their bets.
I've got to throw the fight,
Just to save my neck.
Saying ‘yes’ to the set-up,
Made me feel so cheap.
But the street felt good,
Only got myself to beat.
Oh....
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm fast on my feet,
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but cry.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back in the ring.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll fight anything.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
Yeahhhh...woooo....
A deal is a deal,
But you know you just can't win.
But the mob ought to know,
My conscience is wearing thin.
They sprung me out of Quentin,
I'm back on the mob's payroll.
They can buy my body,
Sure they can't buy my soul.
I'm working out of Stockton,
I'm weighing in at two-o one.
There's a man in the front row,
Baby bring him down, he's got the gun.
Yeahhh....
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back on the ring.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll fight anything.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back on the street.
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but cry.
Yeah....
Well, they burned me out of Quentin
They've gone and placed their bets.
I've got to throw the fight,
Just to save my neck.
Saying ‘yes’ to the set-up,
Made me feel so cheap.
But the street felt so good,
Only got myself to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm back on the street,
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'm fast on my feet.
‘Kid’ Gloves, the master to beat.
‘Kid’ Gloves, I'll do anything but dive.
THE KING OF ZYDECO
Well, it's a straight line as the crow flies,
To a heaven here on earth.
And if you make time, it's a cool drive,
Head down to the coast.
If your taste runs to the gumbo,
Don't know where to go?
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco.
If your head leaks like a strainer,
The sea comes to your door.
A strange sound from the juke-joint,
A mile just down the road.
Believe it when you hear it,
The sound of the rubbing board.
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco.
Yeahh..
Move it over,
Open up that lane.
Roll it over,
Buddy, I'm insane.
You won't feel like a stranger,
You've found a second home.
You can get out of your tree there,
When that music hits your soul.
Bye-bye Big Brother,
'Cause I'm going away,
I wanna listen to the man,
They call Clifton Chenier.
Feel like a statistic,
Feeling shrink-wrapped too.
It's fun-time baby,
You've been too long in school.
Head down to the place,
Near to Thibodaux,
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco.
Move that semi,
Buddy, I'm insane.
It's now or never,
I can't touch the brakes.
Well, it's a stone's throw from the Bayou,
And I can see the sign.
Shining like a beacon,
Right on through the night.
No more airs and graces,
Gotta catch the show.
THE KING OF ZYDECO
Well, it's a straight line as the crow flies,
To a heaven here on earth.
And if you make time, it's a cool drive,
Head down to the coast.
If your taste runs to the gumbo,
Don't know where to go?
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco.
If your head leaks like a strainer,
The sea comes to your door.
A strange sound from the juke-joint,
A mile just down the road.
Believe it when you hear it,
The sound of the rubbing board.
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco.
Yeahh..
Move it over,
Open up that lane.
Roll it over,
Buddy, I'm insane.
You won't feel like a stranger,
You've found a second home.
You can get out of your tree there,
When that music hits your soul.
Bye-bye Big Brother,
'Cause I'm going away,
I wanna listen to the man,
They call Clifton Chenier.
Feel like a statistic,
Feeling shrink-wrapped too.
It's fun-time baby,
You've been too long in school.
Head down to the place,
Near to Thibodaux,
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco.
Move that semi,
Buddy, I'm insane.
It's now or never,
I can't touch the brakes.
Well, it's a stone's throw from the Bayou,
And I can see the sign.
Shining like a beacon,
Right on through the night.
No more airs and graces,
Gotta catch the show.
Let me introduce you to the King of Zydeco
MIDDLE NAME
Well a hurricane is on its way,
Across the Bible Belt..
Just watch the sway of the sugar cane,
Move from right to left.
It could be gone when the morning comes,
Should be heading west.
I could hang around, go down in the storm,
It's anybody's guess.
Still can't find you,
Still can't find you.
Well, sorrow is my middle name,
And I'll tell you something else.
Since you've been gone,
I'm broken down,
I cannot trust myself.
Been hanging 'round this lonesome town,
Feeling less and less.
What is gonna happen here,
Is anybody's guess.
Still can't find you,
Still can't find you.
Who's gonna hide you?
Yeah...
Well, a Terraplane just passed my way,
Won't give me a ride.
Standing on the freeway,
The wind is rising high.
I could make out, there is no doubt,
But can't leave you behind.
Still, I cannot find you,
No matter how I try.
Still can’t find you.
Still can’t tind you.
MIDDLE NAME
Well a hurricane is on its way,
Across the Bible Belt..
Just watch the sway of the sugar cane,
Move from right to left.
It could be gone when the morning comes,
Should be heading west.
I could hang around, go down in the storm,
It's anybody's guess.
Still can't find you,
Still can't find you.
Well, sorrow is my middle name,
And I'll tell you something else.
Since you've been gone,
I'm broken down,
I cannot trust myself.
Been hanging 'round this lonesome town,
Feeling less and less.
What is gonna happen here,
Is anybody's guess.
Still can't find you,
Still can't find you.
Who's gonna hide you?
Yeah...
Well, a Terraplane just passed my way,
Won't give me a ride.
Standing on the freeway,
The wind is rising high.
I could make out, there is no doubt,
But can't leave you behind.
Still, I cannot find you,
No matter how I try.
Still can’t find you.
Still can’t tind you.
What can I do?
ALEXIS
ALEXIS
(Instrumental)
EMPIRE STATE EXPRESS
Went down to the station,
Leaned against the door.
Went down to the station,
I...leaned against the door.
I knew it was the Empire State,
Can tell by the way she blows.
Asked the depot agent,
"Please let me ride the blinds".
Asked the depot agent,
"Please let me ride the blinds".
He said, "Son, I like to help you...you know,
But the Empire State ain't mine".
The Empire State...you know she,
Rides on Eastern time.
The Empire State,
She rides on Eastern time,
She's the "rollingest" baby,
On the New York Central line.
It was a mean ol' fireman,
And a low-down engineer.
It was a cruel fireman,
A low-down engineer.
That took my baby away,
Left poor me sitting here.
Engineer blew the whistle,
The fireman rang the bell.
The engineer blew the whistle,
The fireman rang the bell.
My woman's on board,
She's was waving me fair-well.
I'm gonna tell you what that,
Mean ol' train will do.
I'm gonna tell you,
What that mean ol' train will do.
Take your woman away,
And shoot back black smoke back at you.
They'll take your woman away,
And shoot black smoke back at you.
Take your woman away,
And shoot black smoke back at you.
EMPIRE STATE EXPRESS
Went down to the station,
Leaned against the door.
Went down to the station,
I...leaned against the door.
I knew it was the Empire State,
Can tell by the way she blows.
Asked the depot agent,
"Please let me ride the blinds".
Asked the depot agent,
"Please let me ride the blinds".
He said, "Son, I like to help you...you know,
But the Empire State ain't mine".
The Empire State...you know she,
Rides on Eastern time.
The Empire State,
She rides on Eastern time,
She's the "rollingest" baby,
On the New York Central line.
It was a mean ol' fireman,
And a low-down engineer.
It was a cruel fireman,
A low-down engineer.
That took my baby away,
Left poor me sitting here.
Engineer blew the whistle,
The fireman rang the bell.
The engineer blew the whistle,
The fireman rang the bell.
My woman's on board,
She's was waving me fair-well.
I'm gonna tell you what that,
Mean ol' train will do.
I'm gonna tell you,
What that mean ol' train will do.
Take your woman away,
And shoot back black smoke back at you.
They'll take your woman away,
And shoot black smoke back at you.
Take your woman away,
And shoot black smoke back at you.
Let's go...
GHOST BLUES
Came home this morning,
Looking half-way like a ghost.
Walked in this morning,
Feeling half-way like a ghost.
Face looked like marble,
My blood burned just like toast.
Face looked like marble,
My blood burned just like toast.
Yeah...yeah
If I had some sense,
I`d tear that building down.
If I had some sense,
I`d tear that building down.
No more gin house,
Just smiles instead of frowns.
No more gin house,
Smiles instead of frowns.
Came home this morning,
Found her crying by the door.
Came home this morning,
Found her crying by the door.
Make my promise,
Won't barrel-house no more.
You've got my word,
Won't barrel-house no more.
I can see the ghost,
Feeling like a ghost.
Came home this morning,
Looking half-way like a ghost.
Came home this morning,
Feeling half-way like a ghost.
Face looked like marble,
My blood burned just like toast.
Face looked like marble,
GHOST BLUES
Came home this morning,
Looking half-way like a ghost.
Walked in this morning,
Feeling half-way like a ghost.
Face looked like marble,
My blood burned just like toast.
Face looked like marble,
My blood burned just like toast.
Yeah...yeah
If I had some sense,
I`d tear that building down.
If I had some sense,
I`d tear that building down.
No more gin house,
Just smiles instead of frowns.
No more gin house,
Smiles instead of frowns.
Came home this morning,
Found her crying by the door.
Came home this morning,
Found her crying by the door.
Make my promise,
Won't barrel-house no more.
You've got my word,
Won't barrel-house no more.
I can see the ghost,
Feeling like a ghost.
Came home this morning,
Looking half-way like a ghost.
Came home this morning,
Feeling half-way like a ghost.
Face looked like marble,
My blood burned just like toast.
Face looked like marble,
Blood burned just like toast.
HEAVEN'S GATE
You're feeling haunted,
See those shadows on the shades?
You're stalking 'round the room,
Your name is on a blade.
The darkness 'round your neck
Is like a metal claw,
Who is gonna save you?
Who will hear your call?
Hear you call..yeahh..
You'll never get to heaven,
Putting money in the plate.
Can't bribe St. Peter,
When you're at Heaven's gate.
Right now you wonder,
How crazy things can be,
You dealt your own hand,
Five-card Destiny.
Roller-coaster, feeling from the floor.
Someone stole the, key right from your door.
Just what you needed,
Shadows on the blinds.
Feel so somersaulted,
Trying to keep your sense of time.
Lightning on the windows,
Just to seal your fate.
Who is gonna save you,
When you're at Heaven's gate?
HEAVEN'S GATE
You're feeling haunted,
See those shadows on the shades?
You're stalking 'round the room,
Your name is on a blade.
The darkness 'round your neck
Is like a metal claw,
Who is gonna save you?
Who will hear your call?
Hear you call..yeahh..
You'll never get to heaven,
Putting money in the plate.
Can't bribe St. Peter,
When you're at Heaven's gate.
Right now you wonder,
How crazy things can be,
You dealt your own hand,
Five-card Destiny.
Roller-coaster, feeling from the floor.
Someone stole the, key right from your door.
Just what you needed,
Shadows on the blinds.
Feel so somersaulted,
Trying to keep your sense of time.
Lightning on the windows,
Just to seal your fate.
Who is gonna save you,
When you're at Heaven's gate?
Yeahh....heaven's gate.
THE LOOP
THE LOOP
(Instrumental)
WALKIN' WOUNDED
I'm walkin' wounded,
Got my heart in a sling.
I've been injected,
Till I don't feel a thing.
You got me hurting,
Where it gets me most.
If I had some sense,
I'd move back to the Southern Coast.
Yeahhhh....
I'm truly wounded
Like a fox in a snare.
I feel inspected,
'Cause I'm caught in your glare.
You've done your damage,
Are you sure that you're through?
Don't cross me no more,
I've had enough of you.
Yeahhhh....
I'm sleepwalkin',
Like an unlit fuse,
I'm breaking out, baby,
Got no time to lose.
I feel suspended',
Got no lust for life.
You drew my picture,
As sharp as a knife.
Time is a wastin',
But the message got through.
Don't cross me no more,
I've had enough of you.
I'm walkin' wounded,
Got my heart in a sling.
I've been injected,
Till I don't feel a thing.
You got me hurtin',
Where it gets me most.
I've got some sense now,
WALKIN' WOUNDED
I'm walkin' wounded,
Got my heart in a sling.
I've been injected,
Till I don't feel a thing.
You got me hurting,
Where it gets me most.
If I had some sense,
I'd move back to the Southern Coast.
Yeahhhh....
I'm truly wounded
Like a fox in a snare.
I feel inspected,
'Cause I'm caught in your glare.
You've done your damage,
Are you sure that you're through?
Don't cross me no more,
I've had enough of you.
Yeahhhh....
I'm sleepwalkin',
Like an unlit fuse,
I'm breaking out, baby,
Got no time to lose.
I feel suspended',
Got no lust for life.
You drew my picture,
As sharp as a knife.
Time is a wastin',
But the message got through.
Don't cross me no more,
I've had enough of you.
I'm walkin' wounded,
Got my heart in a sling.
I've been injected,
Till I don't feel a thing.
You got me hurtin',
Where it gets me most.
I've got some sense now,
I'm going back to the Southern Coast.
SLUMMING ANGEL
You're like a Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Just want to see the pictures,
Tell your man, "Turn down the sound".
You're acting wise but aren't you afraid,
Round here you might get blown away.
Like a Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of the tracks.
I saw you ask the poor kid,
To take the time to show you back.
Don't burn your wings,
Flying too high.
Around here you just might end up dying.
Like a Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Slumming Angel,
Don't you know your way around?
Yeahh..
Straight out of heaven,
Don't you know where you stand?
Take off those rose-colored glasses,
This place is no wonderland.
You're like a Slumming Angel,
Born on the wrong side of the tracks.
Saw you ask the poor boy,
To take the time to show you back.
Go home to your daddy,
Where you ought to go.
Things have changed around here,
Don't you know?
You're like a Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Yeahh..
Slumming Angel,
SLUMMING ANGEL
You're like a Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Just want to see the pictures,
Tell your man, "Turn down the sound".
You're acting wise but aren't you afraid,
Round here you might get blown away.
Like a Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of the tracks.
I saw you ask the poor kid,
To take the time to show you back.
Don't burn your wings,
Flying too high.
Around here you just might end up dying.
Like a Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Slumming Angel,
Don't you know your way around?
Yeahh..
Straight out of heaven,
Don't you know where you stand?
Take off those rose-colored glasses,
This place is no wonderland.
You're like a Slumming Angel,
Born on the wrong side of the tracks.
Saw you ask the poor boy,
To take the time to show you back.
Go home to your daddy,
Where you ought to go.
Things have changed around here,
Don't you know?
You're like a Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Slumming Angel,
Lost on the wrong side of town.
Yeahh..
Slumming Angel,
Let me show you around.
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