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Jack
03:12
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Jack o’ diamonds, I remember you of old
Robbing me of my silver and my gold
Never having been an object of trust
I have to say you look good
Lying there in the dust
I remember it was fun, though the details escape me
Easy to mistake drunkenness for comedy
Memories are pleasant company
Once you rewrite the script
Jack o’ diamonds, you ain’t no queen of hearts
When you arrive is when the trouble starts
Got no time for your regrets
But I find you ain’t easy to forget
Sometimes you say something and you wish you could take it back
Other times you say it’s white when it’s black
Cock sure of your righteousness
You think you know it all, but
In the end
You don’t know jack.
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Eulalie
03:30
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No I Don't Miss You
03:39
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I See What You Do
03:32
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You Locator
04:49
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Home By Myself
02:21
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It's amazing that we have so much in common
given the difference in our ages.
Seems some prefer the young
while others go for sages,
but I hope you'll pardon me
if while you're sitting on my knee
I keep one hand on my wallet.
It's clear we share a taste for the avante garde.
That tattoo on your lower back's a true objet d'art
It don't tramp nor stamp on my sensibilities -
it's a masterpiece on display,
just like the markings on an airport runway,
but I don't think I'll be landing their today.
Sure, I'll buy you a drink.
Don't need one myself.
Yes I'll buy you another drink,
but I think I'll skip this round, thank you.
What? Your gonna buy me a drink?
Well maybe I'll have just one,
but then I'm goin' home all by myself, oh yes I am.
I wake up in my bed with an aching head.
I see my wallet's gone and all my credit cards, too.
And I'm not surprised to find no trace o' you.
But I don't hold no blame
and I don't feel any shame,
yet I think I should have gone home,
yeah, I know I should have gone home,
I damn well should have stayed home by myself.
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7. |
Turk Blues
01:30
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Sextet
04:32
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Come and Go
03:34
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Sheila was a waitress in the combat zone,
helping the clientele get stoned.
Earned her tips from those handsy jerks.
Never asked the strippers about their work.
I was house detective at the Charlesgate Hotel
keeping the working girls alive and well.
Never asked what I did not want to know.
Kept the peace between the come and the go.
good times come
sad times go
sometimes what you got you don't even know
sad times come
good times go
don’t know where they come from
don’t know where they go
Shared a place with Sheila down on Baker Street.
We were happy there a couple weeks.
Then she decided I did not need to know.
I said something stupid: it was time to go.
She’s got a wife now back in Baltimore, Jack.
I live out in Palmer in a three-room shack.
I get to do everything my own way, but
I keep thinkin’ I had something else to say.
good times come
sad times go
sometimes what you got you don't even know
sad times come
good times go
don’t know where they come from
don’t know where they go
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Crazy As Me
04:25
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11. |
Ice Hockey in Hell
03:47
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The Devil and Jesus are playing cards
And Jesus just bet everything
Devil’s about to call his bluff
Hold on to your ass, honey
Things are gonna get rough.
Down here we got ice hockey
I got seats down near the rink
Man it’s as cold as my luck
Moses is playing goalie
But Lucifer has the puck
Jack O’Diamonds and his jokers
con men and gropers
Are the rulers that we choose
You’ve got to play the cards you’re dealt
But the game is yours to lose
Devil checks, Jesus calls
Now the bet comes to you
Might as well make the best of things
since we done made the Joker king
it don’t mean a thing.
Look up in the sky, honey,
there are pigs on the wing…
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Mister President
02:18
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When your time above the law has ended
And your deeds no longer can be defended
What then, Mr. President?
For every lie you ever told
For every con you ever sold
For every dime you stole
There will come a day
For all the facts that you invent
For your felonious intent
For all the rules you bent
There is a debt to pay
And rest assured, Mr. President,
We are waiting
No one is asking you to be a saint
No one is asking you to be somethin’ you ain’t
Mr. President
But you don’t seem to realize
There is an end to this joy ride
Your influence will be downsized
Your great power will subside
Then will come a reckoning
It is already beckoning
Now or later, it don’t matter
when your so-called friends will scatter
Justice, then, Mr. President, will be done
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13. |
Fancy Hat
02:55
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14. |
Let's Stay in Touch
02:27
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