miércoles, 14 de julio de 2010

FOGHAT: Family Joules (2003)


  1. Mumbo Jumbo
  2. Hero to Zero
  3. Thames Delta Blues
  4. Flat Busted (And Out Of Gas)
  5. I Feel Fine
  6. I'm a Rock 'n Roller
  7. Hit the Ground Running
  8. Looking For You
  9. Long Time Coming
  10. Sex With the Ex
  11. Self-medicated
  12. Mean Voodoo Woman
  13. Voodoo Woman Blues
MUMBO JUMBO
If I had a dollar for every word you say
I’d be the richest man alive today
That jibber jabber don't get in the way
I kind'a like it when you misbehave
Girl is on a rave – trying to be my slave

She give me that mumbo jumbo
She wants my mumbo jumbo
She loves that mumbo jumbo
She loves that mumbo jumbo, yeah

I don't mind all that crazy talk
Just keep on doin' those things that really rock
Just love the way she put me to that test
That girls amazing I don't get no rest
Don't care what you say - Gonna get you anyway

She loves that mumbo jumbo
She wants my mumbo jumbo
She loves my mumbo jumbo
Give me that mumbo jumbo, yeah

Tickle my fancy any time of day
That girl just likes when I come out to play
Just love the way she put me to that test
That girl's amazing I don't get no rest
Girl is on a rave – trying to be my slave

She loves that mumbo jumbo
She wants my mumbo jumbo
Give me that mumbo jumbo
She wants my mumbo jumbo, yeah

HERO TO ZERO
Drinking champagne, eating caviar
Drivin' around town in a big flashy car
Got two hits both at number one
Yeah, everybody says I'm a son of a gun

Got a big mansion on the top of a hill
Flying my jet gives me such a thrill
Got me an island in a great big sea
Yeah, I can see you but you can't see me

But when the hits stop coming
And the cash begins to dry up
And you change your crystal
For plastic and a paper cup

From hero to zero
The world looks good when you're at the top
From hero to zero
You feel so bad when you start to drop, yeah

Sitting in your room doing nothin' at all
Can't use the gold hangin' on the wall
Thinking ‘bout times when you used to be
Now the bubble's burst and it's plain to see

How the mighty fall
When they know they're on the way down
You were hailed as a king now
You know that you feel like a clown

From hero to zero
A king of the hill sitting on your throne
From hero to zero
You're sittin' in a room feeling all alone
From hero to zero
The world looks good when you're at the top
From hero to zero
You feel so bad when you start to drop
From hero to zero - From hero to zero

THAMES DELTA BLUES
With his tonsils and sneakers, guitar in hand
Hundred watt speakers and his traveling band
He's got his traveling band

Well from Detroit, Chicago, New Orleans too
Lonesome Jaxman was his nom-de-plume
That was his nom-de-plume

Listenin' to his heroes - paying his dues
He's the boy from Brixton with the Thames Delta Blues
Thames Delta Blues

Like all his heroes he was something to see
Lit up the stage like a Christmas tree
Just like a Christmas tree – woo

Didn't care for business he rose to the top
Said "I'll roll 'til I'm old
Gonna rock 'til I drop
Gonna rock 'til I drop

Listenin' to his heroes - paying his dues
He's the boy from Brixton with the Thames Delta Blues
Thames Delta Blues

Picked up the blues from across the pond
John Lee, Muddy, moving him on

Lonesome Jaxman was his nom-de-plume
He's the boy from Brixton with the Thames Delta Blues
Thames Delta Blues

Over in London the sound was heard
Now he's Mississippi bound to spread the word
Yeah he's spreading the word

You know he played with his heroes - Lived out his dreams
Gibson guitar and his faded blue jeans
Got the faded blue jeans

Lonesome Jaxman was his nom-de-plume
He's the boy from Brixton with the Thames Delta Blues
Thames Delta Blues
Thames Delta Blues
Thames Delta Blues
He's got the Thames Delta Blues...
...He was somthing to see...

FLAT BUSTED (AND OUT OF GAS)
Well it's all over town
I'm back in the lost and found
And can't figure out who
Stuck me in this place that I'm in
Was it the tall blonde my downfall
Or the writing on my body and all over the wall

Hey everybody there was my friend
You know I'd do it over again
Now I'm flat busted and out of gas
Ain't got no job, but lots of class
I'll be O.K. when it's all through
As long as baby I got you

Well here we go again
Well we're spinnin' our wheels on the road again
When right of nowhere
We're hijacked by these chicks from the zoo
Well by the mornin' we was lookin' pale
The man in blue wants our money for bail
My lawyer said it's sink or swim
I swear I'm never drinkin' again

Now I'm flat busted and out of gas
Ain't got no job, but lots of class
I'll be O.K. when it's all through
As long as baby I got you

You know it never fails
Try to be good but my train derails
You know I work so hard
Try to be good fall asleep in my car
You know it can't be true
Thought I was smart but I ain't got a clue
All this frustration, it's got me again
I always end up back where I began

So take it from one whose nose
Knows all about things he'll never disclose
Unless it comes down to playin' that rhythm and blues

Cause it's one for the money, two for the show
Three for the party, hey baby let's go
Just take me where you want to go
And don't let anybody know

That I'm flat busted and out of gas
Ain't got no job, but lots of class
I'll be O.K. when it's all through
As long as baby I got you

You know I'm flat busted and out of gas
Ain't got no job, but lots of class
I'll be O.K. when it's all through
As long as baby I got, I got you - and your wallet, too

I FEEL FINE
Something good is coming
Big fish on the line
I can feel it biting
It's about time - that I feel fine

Got my cards on the table
I'm gonna let them ride
I'm ready willing and able
It's about time - that I feel fine, yeah

Drifting down that lazy river - High on a sea of dreams
Stay away old Mr. Trouble
You ain't got nothing on me, yeah

Got a secret in my pocket - Blackjack and a dime
Gonna burn away all my worries
It's about time - that I feel fine

No I ain't gonna hurry - I got nothin' on my mind
I'm gonna kick back & take it easy
It's about time - that I feel fine
Said it's about time - that I feel fine, yeah

Gonna cruise down old man river
Big fish on the line - It's about time
I feel fine - I feel fine

I’M A ROCK ‘N ROLLER
Well I tried to like country
But it gave me the blues don't you know
And I tried to like jazz
But it wore out my shoes to the soul
Well I ain't no criminal ain't no saint
Ain't complaining and don't get faint
Got a job that I can't refuse - And I won't be late

I'm a rock 'n roller, yeah I'm a rock 'n roller
Gonna rock 'n roll you all night long

Well I put on a ballad and pretend that it's hot but it's not
And the harder I try the new music just don't hit the spot
Well I ain't no criminal ain't no saint
Ain't no whiner, don't get faint
Excuse me if I sound rude - I got a job to do

I'm a rock 'n roller, yeah I'm a rock 'n roller
I'm a rock 'n roller, yeah I'm a rock 'n roller
Gonna rock 'n roll you all night long

Well I can't take classical cause I ain't old what a shame
And when rap makes me feel like a gangster, I ain't to blame
Well I ain't no criminal, ain't no saint
Ain't complaining, don't get faint
Got to keep rocking I can't stop - or I'll blow my top

I'm a rock 'n roller, I'm a rock 'n roller
Gonna rock 'n roll you all night long...

HIT THE GROUND RUNNING
I'm ready, my suitcase is packed
I got my love and my life on my back
We'll meet the boys, the bus is outside
We'll hit the road, got to go for a ride

It makes me crazy - I like me crazy
I'm gonna leave all my worries behind
And put the real world out of my mind

I'm gonna hit the ground running
That's what I do to survive
And when I hit the ground running
I'll play my guitar and fly

I'm jamming on from town to town
Ain't got no time for things bringing me down
This lonely road, no sign of an end
Ain't seen my woman since I don't know when

It makes me crazy - I like me crazy
But when it comes down to push and shove
I tell myself it's a labor of love

I'm gonna hit the ground running
That's what I do to survive
I'm gonna hit the ground running
Play my guitar and fly

We're finally home, the end of the line
I grab my suitcase and I'm waving good-bye
Just sitting 'round time on my hands
Waiting for my next one night stand..Yeah

And then I hit the ground running
That's what I do to survive
Ya know I hit the ground running
Play my guitar and fly

I'm gonna hit the ground running
That's what I do to survive
I'm gonna hit the ground running
Play my guitar and fly

LOOKING FOR YOU
I'm on a tightrope but never look back
Too many things that seem to distract
I'm on the ocean but I never dive in
Too many reasons don't know where to begin

But it just beats bumming around
Keeps my feet on the ground - Looking for you

I'm on a mountain but I never look down
Too many times that I feel like a clown
I'm in a jungle but it feels like L.A.
Another time, another place, another day

But it just keeps foolin' around
It keeps my feet on the ground - Looking for you

I know I was wrong to let you go – Tell me something
Tell me you still want to know - Tell me so

I'm in the city but I don't walk around
Too many faces bringing me down
I hit the street searching high searching low
Too many places but nowhere to go

But it just beats messing around
It keeps my feet on the ground - Looking for you
I keep looking for you

LONG TIME COMING
Just a boy of seventeen
Left school to chase a dream
Hard times – the mills closed down
No one working in old steel town

So he practiced 'til his fingers bled
It might be a long time – a long time coming

Joined a band to pay his dues
Playing hard the three river blues
Iron city house rocking making the scene
One way out is his rock 'n roll dream

Played all night 'til he was half dead
It might be a long time . . .

Still playing the same old town
Lots of new faces coming around
The years roll by and they all know
The boy's still making that big blue sound

Holding on to that dream
Even though it's a long time
It's a long time, a long time coming
Gonna be a long time, a long time coming

SEX WITH THE EX
Here come that woman, holy smoke
Wo, it's my ex old lady, ain't no joke
She's really styling, looking mighty fine
That piece was mine, way back in my prime

Ain't it kind of funny, how the times can be strange
But baby I'm responsible now
You know you can trust me - Baby I've changed
All I need from you is a smile

I got good taste at least, the fellows say
You know they're always tipping their hat
Just watch the way that lady packs that dress
Woo – don't get no better than that

I can't believe I let her get away
Thought that I was smarter than that
I'd walk upon the water, turn night into day
I'd do anything to get my baby back

Save me, lady - you know I'm trying to pass the test
Slay me, baby - nothing could be better than
Sex with the Ex

I'll keep her talking with a little wine
Some cool mood lighting might do
A little teddy or a silk negligee'
Now I can see that on you

So give it up baby just one more time
Remember how we played the game
Slide on over here if you'd be so kind
'Cause if you don't it'll be a crying shame

Save me, lady - you know I'm trying to pass the test
Slay me, baby - nothing could be better than
Sex with the Ex

Save me, lady - you know I'm trying to pass the test
Slay me, baby - nothing could be better...

SELF-MEDICATED
Well I'm chemically imbalanced and that's for sure
Leave it to me and I'll find a cure
Well my friends all tell me I look such a fright
But I'll get the combination right
People say that it's self-abuse
I put my script to such good use

'Cause I'm self medicated, self-medicated
Self-medicated like I knew I should
Self medicated, self-medicated
Self-medicated & I do it good.
Alright

Well the doc says I'm chemically out of wack
Hey I know that, gimme my money back
And the doc says ya know that I'll be alright
So I medicate myself day and night
I'm all wired up, runnin' round the floor
I have to calm down and do it some more

'Cause I'm self medicated, self-medicated
Self-medicated like I knew I should
Self medicated, self-medicated
Self-medicated & I do it good.
Alright
C'mon boys

One beer short of a six pack - A three wheel cadillac
A sandwich short of a picnic - A sure fire heart attack
One wave short of a shipwreck - One grape short of a bunch
One song short of a sound check - So what If I'm out to lunch

Well I'm self medicated for so damn long
Well it ain't my fault that I got it all wrong
My friends all tell me I look such a fright
But I say I'll get the combination right
So consecrated, don't make a mistake
It's not easy being perfect, so give me a break

'Cause I'm self medicated, self-medicated
Self-medicated like I knew I should
Self medicated, so dedicated
Self-medicated & I do it good.
Alright...
Hahaha whoa

I think you've had enough - I want more than enough!
Where are we? Oh yeah
Self medicated cause it feels so good

Self medicated like I knew I could
Self medicated never looking back
Self medicated like a heart attack.
Alright

MEAN VOODOO WOMAN
Just a shy boy from the country with trembling knees
He hit the big city with a wild curiosity
Then he met the Voodoo woman made his blood boil a thousand degrees
And now she's got him on the run hiding out, crying, begging, "please"

And now that mean voodoo woman won't let me be
Mean voodoo woman got her hooks in me
Blind to her mission so I can't see
Mean voodoo woman wrote my history

Played all the cards so she'd end up owning my soul
And ran all the numbers left me helpless spinning out of control
Then she granted all my wishes said she'd take me from a pawn to a king
But she left me in a trance then she played me like a toy on a string

And now that mean voodoo woman won't let me be
Mean voodoo woman got her hooks in me
I'm blind to her mission 'cause I can't see

Started when she ran her fingers up and down my spine
Knew that I was hooked tThe moment that she caught my eye
Took me in her room - now I know that I'll never return
And now I'm left feeling helpless all I got is the lesson I learned, yeah

I finally made up my mind so tired of the misery
I took a chance, slipped away at the first opportunity
Yeah I thought it would be easy but my luck ran out can't you see
Once she's got you in her grasp then you know that you'd never be free

Mean voodoo woman won't let me be
Mean voodoo woman got her hooks in me
Blind to her mission so I can't see
Mean voodoo woman wrote my history...

VOODOO WOMAN BLUES
Got a mean woman
No she can't be true

Two timing woman
Lord knows she can't be true

Got tricky voodoo
Sure work good on you

Love that woman
Lord - nothing I can do

Love voodoo woman
Nothing I can do

So pray to the good Lord
Don't let it happen to you

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