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El Gato
02:59
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El Gato
El Gato moves to this tune
Slides as smooth as moonlight across the room
El Gato glides, El Gato creeps
Finds the sweetest senorita then he leaps
And there’s no way you can break free from his spell
El Gato smiles
El Gato spins, El Gato twirls
He covers you in kisses then he purrs
You were so coy but now you beg
El Gato wraps his tail around your leg
And now you wear his roses in your hair
El Gato grins
All you young heiresses, all you glamour girls
All you well-heeled widows with tequila glasses filled
He’s here to raise your hackles, he’s here to turn your head
He’s here to curl up with you in bed
El Gato sees, El Gato takes
El Gato leaves a hundred husbands in his wake
Another motel rendezvous
Just a little bit more catnip and he’s yours
He knows how to stroke your fur and scratch your back
‘El Gato please’
As I strum this guitar
He’s found a pretty bird to play with at the bar
Dance conjunto, dance concheros
He dances rings around the gringos and rancheros
He leaves you with his kittens, come the dawn
El Gato’s gone
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Mirror Mirror
05:08
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Mirror, Mirror
Your lips and fingers leave stains upon your wine glass
Your drink and stories are done
Handsome, young and rich men so proud of your beauty
But now all your lovers are gone
You had me when you cast your spell
But now that spell is broken
Cry ‘mirror, mirror on the wall’
But I will only speak the truth
I will only speak the truth
You move to dim the lights, stars stare through your window
I feel your eyes measuring my worth
There was a time I could offer more than comfort
Magic fingers intimate and warm
You had me when you cast your spell
But now that spell is broken
Cry ‘mirror, mirror on the wall’
But I will only speak the truth
I will only speak the truth
Fill my ears with all your broken hearts and conquests
Take me to the brink and bring me to my knees
Cry on my shoulder now that your glass is empty
But I refuse to be the man you settled for
You had me when you cast your spell
But now that spell is broken
Cry ‘mirror, mirror on the wall’
But I will only speak the truth
You had me when you cast your spell
But now that spell is broken
Cry 'mirror, mirror on the wall'
But I will only speak the truth
I will only speak the truth
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Got Nothing
03:41
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Got Nothing
Got gold, got caviar
Got palaces, got jaguar
Got made, got class
Got pussy, got ass
Got PR, got slaves
Got suck ups, got laid
Got angels, got dust
Got wasted, got sussed
You got nothin’
You got nothin’
Got harem, got toys
Got pretty girls, got pretty boys
Got helicopter, got yacht
Got careless, got caught
Got diamonds, got bling
Got sycophants, got everything
Got rivals, they got hit
Got away with it
You got nothin’
You got nothin’
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Sweetheart
04:04
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Sweetheart
If you wake and I’m not by your side
If you wake and I’m not by your side
If you wake and I’m not by your side sweetheart
I’ll return by first light
If you wonder why the bottle’s dry
If you wonder why the bottle’s dry
If you wonder why the bottle’s dry my love
You know I drank a toast to you and I
If you see my coat’s on the peg
If you see my coat’s on the peg
If you see my coat’s on the peg my dear
You know I’m working hard for us, you know you’re not alone
You know I’m putting in a shift, you know I’ll soon be home
If you see the car’s not in the drive
If you see the car’s not in the drive
If you see the car’s not in the drive my love
You know to save your kiss ‘til I arrive
You know to save your love for me tonight
But if you wake and my guitar is gone
If you wake and my guitar is gone
If you wake and my guitar is gone sweetheart
You’ll know I’m movin’ on
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50 Words for Shitfaced
02:03
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50 Words for Shit Faced
I’m bladdered, wrecked and wasted
I’m sozzled, pissed and fucked
Marracked and fu and stoashis’
Mollucated, mortal, drunk
I’m a happy, merry, barfly
Sloshed wi helicopter head
I’m a dipso, half blind, alkie
A pie eyed gashed pisshead
I’ve got 50 words for shit faced in my native dialect
So tip that whisky bottle up
And tip it down your neck
I’m a boozed up alcofrolic
Minced, blootered and half-cut
I’m slaughtered, soaked and wellied
A minkered, bottled, sot
I’m a legless bevvied wino
Stewed, deep in my cups
Leathered, sauced and hammered
As tipsy as a judge
I’m an arseholed, puchled, piss artist
Unsteady on my feet
I’m tanked and wrecked and stinkin’
I’m steamboats can’t ye see?
I’ve got 50 words for shit faced in my native dialect
So tip that whisky bottle up
And tip it down your neck
I’ve got 50 words for shit faced in my native dialect
So tip that whisky bottle up
And tip it down your neck
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Postal
04:14
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Postal
Another dotted line
Another plan to plan
Another form to fill
Another meeting
…about a meeting
Line the bodies up
As the bullshit flies
Keeping my head down
Got to keep lips buttoned tight
If I want to survive
Corporate initiatives
Another arse to kiss
Fingers tightening
Can’t stop my grinding teeth
Line the bodies up
My spine is wired
Another hoop to jump
Walls are closing in
Got to make the cut
Here comes a new deadline
They’ve got me by the balls
I’m locked and loaded
Here comes the overload
Just line the bodies up
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Siren
06:05
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Siren
Scarlet sunset bleeds dry to leave
A night as black as my heart
Comes the curse that you laid on me
A siren in the dark
Here’s a tune that will stay with me
Pain I will never regret
Here’s a toast to your memory
The one song I’ll never forget
I rid soiled sheets of the scent of you
Wash your blood from my hands
No need to ask what my poison is
Just keep filling the glass
Remember down by the river? Fireworks in the park
The carousels and the madness; a gypsy, a thief and a fool
Castles, towers and ruins; black cats speaking in tongues
The rock and roll of the train tracks, a kiss and a fire in your bed
Dancing like wind battered angels, setting the world to rights
Drinking hard with a stranger, staggering alleyways home
There’s a ghost in the bedroom now
A ghost haunting these lines
And when our son turns to smile at me
I see that ghost in his eyes
Here’s a tune that will stay with me
I’ll whistle it with my last breath
Here’s a toast to your memory
The one song I cannot forget
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Pop and Blast
03:41
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Pop and Blast
Here comes the needle groove injection
Drop your hair and have some fun
A booty shake with no exception
Bring it all down on the one
This world needs glitter balls and rainbows
Y’know the colour’s fading fast
A hit of funk will make the pain go
Pump up the jam and make it last – Pop and blast!
Think I’m gonna join the army
I’m on the march with Uncle Jam
I got the heeby jeebs inside me
Doo wop King of Boogie’s who I am
Hauled my ass to the physician
Said these legs ain’t gonna last
Hey Doc can you give me a prescription
He said ‘son, you really gotta ask?’ - Pop and blast!
Shine the dust off of your dancin’ shoes
Get your backside off that chair
Pour some funk sauce over hot, hot blues
Pour some glitter in your hair
Tell your lady that’s she’s oh so fine
Funkadelic in ma soul
Here come’s the mothership to blow our minds
Gotta let the rhythm take control…
Y’know I ain’t got no time for disco
Y’know I ain’t got no time for punk
Y’know it’s time to let my hips go
Into the promised land of funk
Don’t keep your grooviness a secret
It’s a riot, it’s a gas
Suck it up and take a deep breath
Then blow it out your ass - Pop and blast!
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Spark
02:48
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Spark
I have half a mind, half a mind, half a mind
I have half a mind now you’re lost
I have half a mind to spurn the rising sun
Half a mind to cry ‘hell mend you’ and be gone
Would you have heart, have a heart, have a heart
Would you have a heart left to spare?
Behind this old ribcage there is only empty space
And my words are just as hollow as my guitar
Do you cradle the spark, strike the flame, strike the flame
Do you hold the spark now and the flame?
Can you light what’s left of me? Can you light the fire?
And find some warmth and comfort by my pyre
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The Vamp
03:24
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The Vamp
I’ve booked the show of a lifetime
Our manager grinned as he spoke
In the mountains of old Szegerely
A gig for good god fearing folk
We took the stage in the castle
Our host gave a welcoming hand
Said ‘I’ll think you’ll find these boys quite tasty’
The audience started to dance
Wildly they waltzed in the shadows
Wide-eyed they danced in the dark
Moonlight stabbed pale through the windows and they were
All dressed in the red and the black
I heard the wolves in the distance
I heard the howling draw near
In strange harmony with our music
The hunger, the lust and the fear
I saw the horns of the devil
I played on as if in a dream
I saw the black star and candles
I heard our double bass scream
One last fatal crash on the cymbals
Fingers had played his last chord
Fangs in his neck his keyboard black, white and red
The screaming crowd hungry for more
Now every gig is a sell out
Everywhere under the moon
We play the hits after midnight
The devil has all the best tunes
So why not stay for the encore
So why not stay for the night?
If you’re eager to score and you’re hungry for more
You can join us backstage for a bite
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Coldside Jesus
02:32
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Coldside Jesus
Saw Jesus down in Coldside, saw the saviour hanging round
He took a drag and shrugged his shoulders, he said ‘there’s nothin’ going down’
I got suits who work for me now, selling salvation door to door
But the suckers all got weed now, they don’t need me anymore…
Don’t need me anymore
Saw Satan hit the Hilltown, saw him fingering his horns
Said ‘they ain’t buying what I’m pushin’, they got pills and they got porn
I’m looking for some fallen angels, for the laying on of hands
But these streets are so soulless and empty, please lead me to the promised land…
Lead me to the promised land’
I saw Satan collar Jesus, ‘in this town a man can’t buy a thrill’
Jesus told him ‘I got nothin’ but eternity to kill.
Looks like they’ve fucked it up without us, how our little flock of lambs have grown
Follow me into this dive bar, I’m getting pissed and going home…
Swing low sweet chariots, I’m getting pissed and going home…
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Adrift
06:21
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Adrift
Coming off of the rails Slipping over the edge
Watch reality spin Going over my head
Looking down on myself at the ghosts I call friends
So out of touch, how I wish for the end
Drifting out from the shore Give myself to the tide
Let the undertow roll Let the undertow roll
And ride
In the cracks of my broken mind I will find grace
Something has happened here that I cannot face
Voices are birds Just drifting around
I watch my hands move Words fall from my mouth
I look through these eyes at a faraway world
Where nothing is real, nothing matters at all
Let gravity fail Fall up to the clouds
I let myself go To be lost and never
To be found
In the cracks of my broken mind I will find grace
Something has happened here that I cannot face
Please let me just fall apart unravel my soul
I hear a missing heart more real than my own
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Prince of Keys
11:35
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Prince of Keys
Stand straight, stand still frozen fingers
Tight fist, strike hard with blood-shot eyes
Mutter counts the silver takes the bag then turns aside
A rod for my back Vater, bottle in hand, to hear me play
You say by the book is surely the only way
But grace is sound so let me set it free
Bind me with bar lines and with strings
I fly to the world inside me
Inside me
Mutter nursing her wounds again
Wine runs red through this family
Rhine flows, the blood of this land
Your blows drown your soul in shame
This house is broken and cold
Mountains pin clouds to the sky
To the sky
Pin the clouds to the sky
I am the Prince of keys
Noble, Elector of harmony
I conjure angels and storms
Angels and storms
Bruises like flowers petals and thorns
This sacred gift lights a great black hole in me
My heart is beaten hollow by your memory
Tongue tied I dream of your love
I reach out but no words will come
Deaf though I grow to your cries
I catch the song of the sun
And the moon
And the stars
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Richard Gorman Dundee, UK
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1 Acquire Albums 2 Acquire whisky 3 Ensure no interruptions for the next hour 4 Dim Lights 5 Turn it up
Drink and repeat as required.
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