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In reply to an earlier post on Jul 25, 2011 1:31:21 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 25, 2011 1:34:06 PM PDT
Omnireader says:
Go to sleep you weary HOBO
Let the towns drift slowly by
Can't you hear the steel rail humming
That's a hobo's lullaby

Do not think about tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar
Safe from all the wind and snow

I know the police cause you trouble
They cause trouble everywhere
But when you die and go to heaven
You won't find no policemen there

I know your clothes are torn and ragged
And your hair is turning grey
Lift your head and smile at trouble
You'll find happiness some day

So go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Don't you feel the steel rail humming
That's a hobo's lullaby

Hobo's Lullaby by Goebel Reeves

This Arlo Guthrie's version. I like the vid on this one.

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 25, 2011 7:34:46 PM PDT
Texas Woman says:
There was a chill that night in the HOBO jungle
Over the train yard lay a smooth coat of frost
And although nobody here really knows where they're goin'
At the very same time nobody's lost

Then the fire went out and the night grew still
This old man lay frozen on the cold, cold ground
He was a stray bird and the road was his callin'
Ridin' the rods
Sleepin' under the stars
Playin' the odds from a rollin' box car

She attended the fun'ral in the hobo jungle
Long were they lovers though never could they wed
Drifters and rounders and distant friends
Here I lie without anger or regret
I'm in no one's debt

Man goes nowhere
Ev'rything comes like tomorrow
But she took that last ride there by his side
He spent his whole life pursuing the horizon
Ridin' the rods
Sleepin' under the stars
Playin' the odds from a rollin' box car

Hobo Jungle - written by Robbie Robertson, The Band
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkSKbAyxKDA

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 26, 2011 12:03:15 AM PDT
Val H. says:
I went broke in western Queensland in 1931,
Nobody would employ me so my swaggie days begun
I headed out to Charleville, out to the western towns,
I was on my way to Roma, destination Darling Downs

And my pants were getting ragged, my shoes were getting thin,
When we stopped in Mitchell, a goods TRAIN shunted in,
The engine blew her whistle, I was looking up to see,
She was on her way to Roma, that was very plain to me.

I wished that I was 16 stone and only seven foot tall,
I'd go back to western Queensland, and beat up Sergeant Small.

As I sat and watched her, inspiration seemed to grow,
And I remembered the government slogan, 'It's a railway that you own'
So by the time the sun was setting, and NIGHT was going nigh,
So I gathered my belongings and I caught her on the fly.

And as we came into Roma, I tucked my head down low,
And a voice said 'Any room mate?' and I answered, 'Plenty Bro'
Then at this tip this noble man, the voice of Sergeant Small,
Said, 'I've trapped you very nicely, you're headed for a fall'

I wished that I was 16 stone and only seven foot tall,
I'd go back to western Queensland, and beat up Sergeant Small.

The Judge was very kind to me, he gave me thirty days,
He said, 'Maybe that would help to cure my rattler jumping ways'
So if you're down and out back, let me tell you what I think,
Just stay off the Queensland railways, it's a shortcut to the clink.

I wished that I was 16 stone and only seven foot tall,
I'd go back to western Queensland, and beat up Sergeant Small.
I'd go back to western Queensland, and beat up Sergeant Small.

Sergeant Small - Weddings Parties Anything (originally by Tex Morton)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLAk51ZR6Bw&feature=related - only a fragment

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 26, 2011 1:01:22 AM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 26, 2011 1:06:53 AM PDT
Omnireader says:
As I listen for the whistle, lie awake and wait. Wish the railroad didn't run so near,
'Cause the rattle and clatter of that old fast freight keeps a-makin' music in my ear.
Go bum again.
Go bum again. Oo-

Chorus:
Hear the whistle blow.
Hear the whistle blow.
Clickety clack, clickety clack.
The wheels are saying to the railroad track.
Well, if you go, you can't come back.
If you go, you can't come back. If you go, you can't come back.
If you go, you can't come back.
If you Gooooo you can't come back

Well, I wouldn't give a nickel for the bum I use to be, work as hard as any man in town.
I got a purty gal. She thinks the world of me. Man would be a fool to let her down.
Go bum again.
Go bum again. Oo-

(Chorus)

So ev'ry night I listen, wonder if it's late. In my dreams I'm ridin' on that TRAIN
I feel my pulse a-beatin' with that old fast freight and thank the Lord I'm just a bum again.
Go bum again.
Go bum again. Oo-

(Chorus)

Fast Freight written by Terry Gilkyson

Sung by Kingston Trio
http://youtu.be/Q1rWyyYfQaw

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 26, 2011 7:57:20 PM PDT
Texas Woman says:
Tracks are starting to rumble, wheels beginning to roll
There's a short handle shovel full of number 9 coal
Hey, mister brakeman are we running on time
No, mister engineer, think we're falling behind

Will we crash on the trestle? Will we pass on the plain?
All I can guess is, we'll be seeing that TRAIN
No way to stop em? No way to tell?
Keep your hand on the throttle and your eye on the rail

Send the word to the sherriff, make the people lie down
Tell the cook and the coachman, there's no turning round
Up ahead is the tunnel, just beyond is the bend
Pass the word to the preacher, it's all up to him

Said the preacher's been drinking and he's starting to cry
Saying Great God Almighty, we're all gonna die
All the porters are betting nobody survives
And the Indian Cowboy is taking a dive

The undertaker is laughing, the doctor's cold as a stone
The fiddle player is playing there's no place like home
We'll be making the trestle just over the hill
If we don't make it now boys, we never will

When the trains hit the trestle and the trestle gave way
The two trains collided in midair they say
When the dust finally settled, all they found was a hole
And a short handle shovel full of number 9 coal

A hundred years after and a hundred miles high
The captain commander looks down from the sky
And he says to his soldiers, "She's pullin too strong"
"We can hold her together, but we can't hold her for long"

So we look for a message and we search in our souls
As we sift through the wreckage like we're shoveling coal.

Train Trek - Robert Earl Keen

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 26, 2011 10:58:57 PM PDT
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In reply to an earlier post on Jul 27, 2011 12:16:41 AM PDT
Val H. says:
Life begins when somebody's eyes look into your own.
Life begins when you've got your gal all alone.
From morning until twilight,
I don't know I'm alive,
But I know love begins at eight forty-five.

The stars are gonna twinkle and shine
This evening,
ABOUT A QUARTER TO NINE.
Her lovin' arms (Her lovin' arms)
Are gonna tenderly twine (Are gonna tenderly twine)
Around me, around a quarter to nine.

I know I won't be late,
'Cause at half past eight
I'm gonna be there.
I'll be waitin' where the lane begins,
Waitin' for you on needles and pins.
And then the world is gonna be mine,
This evening, about a quarter to nine.

I know I won't be late,
'Cause at half past eight
I'm gonna be there.
I'll be waitin' where the lane begins,
Waitin' for you on needles and pins.
And then the world is gonna be mine,
This evening, about a quarter to nine.

About A Quarter To Nine - from "42nd Street" - best known by Al Jolson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VF95C-cLU2Q

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 27, 2011 3:00:35 AM PDT
Omnireader says:
Come on along and listen to
The lullaby of Broadway,
The hip horray and ballyhoo,
The lullaby of Broadway.
The rumble of a subway train,
The rattle of a taxi,
The daffodils who entertain
At Angelo's and Maxie's.

When a Broadway baby says goodnight,
It's early in the MORNING.
Manhattan babies don't say goodnight
Until the dawn.

Goonight baby,
Goodnight,
The milkman's on his way.
Sleep tight, baby,
Sleep tight,
Let's call it a day.

Come on along and listen to
The lullaby of Broadway,
The hi-de-hi and boop-a-doo,
The lullaby of Broadway.
The band begins to go to town
And everyone goes crazy.
You rock-a-bye your baby round
Till everything gets hazy.
Hush-a-bye, I'll buy you thing and that
You hear a daddy saying,
And baby goes home to her flat
To sleep all day.

Goonight baby,
Goodnight,
The milkman's on his way.
Sleep tight, baby,
Sleep tight,
Let's call it a day.

Listen to the lullaby of old Broadway!

Sleep tight, baby,
Sleep tight,
Let's call it a day!
Listen to the lullaby of old Broadway!

Sleep tight, baby,
Sleep tight,
Let's call it a day.

Lullaby of Broadway sung by various

Dick Powell danced to it in the movie 'Gold Diggers of 1935'
Here is a clip from the movie.
I suggest going to 5:10 minutes.
The girl falls to her death from a window, but Broadway still hums along.
A much darker 'take' on the song than others.

http://youtu.be/1gGVryQDvv4

Here is Connie Francis singing it in 1967
http://youtu.be/U8NUH10Q8dQ

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 27, 2011 8:15:54 AM PDT
Val H. says:
The bagpipes of Scotland are hushed in the glen
For Sandy McTavish will nay come home again
He's far from the bluebells that once bloomed so bright
But the bluebells OF BROADWAY are ringin' tonight

He sits on the bandstand with knees that are bare
The cats crowd around him, and hoots mon, how they stare
For Sandy in kilts is a broad, bonnie sight
And the bluebells of Broadway are ringin' tonight

He plays the boogie-woogie bagpipes
So cool, it's bound to hurt
Each nervous fan yells "Dig that man
In the crazy red skirt"
The banks of Loch Lomond are lonely today
For Sandy McTavish, three thousand miles away
He's far from the heather that once bloomed so bright
But the bluebells of Broadway are ringin' tonight

Oh where, tell my where has my hielan' laddie gone
Oh where, tell my where has my hielan' laddie gone
He's gone to join a jazz BAND
Up on Fifty-Second Street
And it's there you can hear him introduce that bagpipe beat

He wears a real gone tam o'shanter and tassels on his socks
And when he blows, the rhythm grows, till the joint really rocks
He squeezes the goatskin, and out come a jive
For Sandy's the hit of the Dipsy Doodle Five
Since he's blowin' with `em, the rhythm is right
And the bluebells of Broadway are ringin`....
The bluebells are ringin' with a bagpipe beat
On Broadway, on Broadway.....tonight

The Bluebells of Broadway - Doris Day

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OeWP3i_yCs0

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 27, 2011 10:45:29 AM PDT
Early one morning while makin' the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I shot my baby down
I shot her down then I went to bed
I stuck that lovin' forty-four beneath my head

Woke up next morning and I grabbed that gun
I took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
The overtook me down in Juarez Mexico

In the hot JOINT takin' the pill
There walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down
Yes so my name's is Billy Lee
If you've got a warrant you better read it to me
I shot her down 'cause she made me sore
I thought I was her daddy but she had five more

When I was arrested I was dressed in black
They threw me on a freight train and hauled me back
Had no friend who'd go my bail
They stuck my dried-up carcass in the county jail

Early next morning 'round half past nine
I saw the sheriff comin' down the line
That sheriff yelled as he cleared his throat
Said come on you dirty hackin' to the district court

Into the courtroom my trial began
Where I was judged by twelve honest men
Yes as the jury started walkin' out
I saw that little judge commence to look about
In about five minutes then walked a man
Holding the verdict in his right hand
The verdict read in the first degree
I shouted Lordy Lordy please have mercy on me

The judge he smiled when he picked up his pen
Ninety-nine years in the San Quentin Penn
Ninety-nine years underneath that ground
But I can't forget that day I shot that bad bitch down
Come on you hotheads you listen to me
Stay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be

Cocaine Blues - Johnny Cash

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aq344ks1ieg

Posted on Jul 27, 2011 11:24:02 AM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 27, 2011 11:25:39 AM PDT
Bklyn-Born says:
I went to a party at the local COUNTY JAIL
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail
But the guys were indiscreet
They were brawling in the street
At the local dance at the local county jail

Well the band were playing
And the booze began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail

Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the local county jail

Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles around
You could hear the sirens wail
There's a rumor goin' round death row
That a fuse is gonna blow
At the local hop at the local county jail

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do

Sergeant Baker started talkin'
With a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was clear
He was always in command
He said "Blood will flow;
Here Padre you talk to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will come to set you free"

Well we don't understand
Why you called in the National Guard
When Uncle Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains
But some's got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county jail

Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Is it really such a crime
For a guy to spend his time
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do

Rubber Bullets - 10cc

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 27, 2011 10:44:30 PM PDT
[Deleted by the author on Sep 22, 2012 9:48:12 PM PDT]

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 28, 2011 3:37:21 AM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 28, 2011 3:44:43 AM PDT
Omnireader says:
Hot town, SUMMER in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

Chorus
But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl
Come-on come-on and dance all night
Despite the heat it'll be alright
And babe, don't you know it's a pity
That the days can't be like the nights
In the summer, in the city
In the summer, in the city

Cool town, evening in the city
Dressing so fine and looking so pretty
Cool cat, looking for a kitty
Gonna look in every corner of the city
Till I'm wheezing like a bus stop
Running up the stairs, gonna meet you on the rooftop

Chorus

[Instrumental break]

Hot town, summer in the city
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

Chorus

Summer in the City by the Lovin' Spoonfull

http://youtu.be/zWXcjYNZais

Rock and Roll!

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 28, 2011 8:37:15 PM PDT
Texas Woman says:
When this old world starts getting me down
And people are just too much for me to face
I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right in to space

ON THE ROOF it's peaceful as can be
And there the world below can't bother me

Let me tell you now
When I come home feelin' tired and beat
I go up where the air is fresh and sweet
I get away from the hustling crowds
And all that rat race noise down in the street

On the roof's the only place I know
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Oh, let's go
up on the roof

At night the stars put on a show for free
And darling, you can share it all with me

I keep a-telling you
Right smack down in the middle of town
I found a paradise that's trouble proof
So if this world starts getting you down
there's room enough for two up on the roof

Up on the roof
Everyhting's all right
Up on the roof
Oh, come on baby
Up on the roof
Up on the roof

Up On the Roof by Gerry Goffin & Carole King, recorded by various, including the Drifters
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7F_opWg9_qI

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 28, 2011 9:56:19 PM PDT
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In reply to an earlier post on Jul 28, 2011 11:12:51 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 28, 2011 11:19:29 PM PDT
Omnireader says:
Well I live my life on highways, from sea to shining sea
So listen to my story, save yourself some agony
Forget the urge to wander, like a shadow on the ground
Find yourself a woman, get a job and settle down

Chorus
Cause there ain't no CALIFORNIA, where the water tastes like wine
Ain't no Big Rock Candy Mountain, where you feel good all the time
I ain't found that old blue bayou, though I roamed my whole life long
Searching for my blue heaven, heard somewhere it's called home

So don't you listen to those freight trains, let them scream into the night
Don't watch those greyhound buses, semi-trucks and airplane lines
Let someone else be lonely, let someone else be cold
Let someone else make sure those lies and stories all get told

Chorus (Repeat twice)

Ain't No California by Mel Tillis

http://youtu.be/jjN1MjM0vaA

Nice little travlin' tune

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 29, 2011 5:55:27 AM PDT
I remember the thirty-five sweet goodbyes
When you put me on the Wolverine
Up to Annandale
It was still September
When your daddy was quite surprised
To find you with the working girls
In the county jail
I was smoking with the boys upstairs
When I heard about the whole affair
I said oh no
William and Mary won't do

Well I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And I'm never going back
To My Old School

Oleanders growing outside her door
Soon they're gonna be in bloom
Up in Annandale
I can't stand her
Doing what she did before
Living like a gypsy queen
In a fairy tale
Well I hear the whistle but I can't go
I'm gonna take her down to Mexico
She said oh no
Guadalajara won't do

Well I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And I'm never going back
To My Old School

CALIFORNIA tumbles into the sea
That'll be the day I go
Back to Annandale
Tried to warn you
About Chino and Daddy Gee
But I can't seem to get to you
Through the U.S. Mail
Well I hear the whistle but I can't go
I'm gonna take her down to Mexico
She said oh no
Guadalajara won't do

Well I did not think the girl
Could be so cruel
And I'm never going back
To My Old School

My Old School - Steely Dan

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sq8OU-7JDFA

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 29, 2011 3:42:06 PM PDT
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In reply to an earlier post on Jul 29, 2011 4:22:02 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 29, 2011 4:26:29 PM PDT
I wanted to be with you alone
And talk about the weather
But traditions I can trace against the child in your face
Won't escape my attention
You keep your distance with a system of touch
And gentle persuasion
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much?
Oh, you're wasting my time
You're just wasting time

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out until I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart
Don't break my heart
Don't throw it away

I made a fire and watching it burn
Thought of your future
With one foot in the past now just how long will it last?
No, no, no, have you no ambition?
My mother and my brothers used to breathing clean air
And dreaming I'm a doctor
It's hard to be man when there's a GUN IN YOUR HAND
Oh, I feel so . . .

Something happens and I'm head over heels
I never find out until I'm head over heels
Something happens and I'm head over heels
Ah, don't take my heart
Don't break my heart
Don't throw it away

And it's my four leaf clover
I'm on the line, one open mind
This is my four leaf clover

Head Over Heels - Tears For Fears

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-sZzCyJVb4o

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 29, 2011 6:22:26 PM PDT
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In reply to an earlier post on Jul 29, 2011 9:14:43 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 29, 2011 9:21:54 PM PDT
Omnireader says:
Here we are far beyond the distant sky
Seen all the world and how the story will be over
Through the snow and tainted mountains we have climbed
Now we have found the light that guides us over
Through the fallen rain we travelled far and wide
And through the blackest darkness
Stars above shining bright

Through the sun and winter rain will fall
All our lives we all were waiting for a sign to call
We're WALKING hand in hand in dreams and endless time
How do we know when we will leave this life behind?

Stare at life through eyes of mine
the hate the fear and the pain
There's a feeling held deep inside - when life you live is in vain

[Chorus]
Fly away down the lonely roads of yesterday
We close your eyes to see the light of brighter days
And all alone we'll be where time can never heal
With the trail of broken hearts flying free

Once again we walk this lonely road
There are times that we are wading through the rain and cold
We're lost in memories of what we left behind
Relive the dreams, the endless screams of pain inside

Lives are filled with emptiness
The fear returned once again
Searching endlessly you cannot see
Drown your mind in the pain

[Chorus]

The last temptation will be all that's left for me

When I see those tears you cry
When I hear those lies you lie
When I see your creation now falling down on me
Is this the reason to be?

[Guitar Solos]

[Chorus]

The trail of broken hearts flying free

Trail of Broken Hearts by DragonForce

http://youtu.be/xS62zFXDLzw

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 30, 2011 8:22:55 AM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 30, 2011 8:26:12 AM PDT
Lighting strike
Inside my chest to keep me up at night
Dream of ways
To make you understand my PAIN

Clouds of sulfur in the air
Bombs are falling everywhere
It's heartbreak warfare

Once you want it to begin
No one really ever wins
In heartbreak warfare

If you want more love
Why don't you say so
If you want more love
Why don't you say so

Drop his name
Push it in and twist the knife again
Watch my face
As I pretend to feel no pain

Clouds of sulfur in the air
Bombs are falling everywhere
It's heartbreak warfare

Once you want it to begin
No one really ever wins
In heartbreak warfare

If you want more love
Why don't you say so
If you want more love
Why don't you say so
Just say so

How come the only way to know how high you get me
Is to see how far I fall
God only knows how much I'd love you if you'd let me
But I can't break free at all

It's heart, heartbreak

I don't care if we don't sleep at all tonight
Let's just just fix this whole thing now
I swear to God we're going to get it right
If you put your weapon down

Red wine and Ambien
You're talking **** again
It's heartbreak warfare

Good to know it's all a game
Disappointment has a name
It's heartbreak warfare

Heartbreak Warfare - John Mayer

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GPCYjj-tGcY

Indeed, love is a battlefield!

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 30, 2011 1:10:18 PM PDT
Texas Woman says:
Ah, oh, smokestack LIGHTNING
Shinin', just like gold
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Ah, whoo hoo, ooh...
Whoo...

Whoa, oh, tell me, baby
What's the, matter with you?
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo
Whoo...

Whoa, oh, tell me, baby
Where did ya, stay last night?
A-why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo
Whoo...

Whoa, oh, stop your train
Let her, go for a ride
Why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Whoo hoo, whoo hoo
Whoo...

Whoa, oh, fare ya well
Never see, ah, you no more
Ah, why don't ya hear me cryin'?
Ooh, whoo hoo, whoo hoo
Whoo...

Whoa, oh, who been here baby since
I, I been gone, a little, bitty boy?
Girl, be on
Ah, whoo hoo, whoo hoo

Smokestack Lightning - Howlin' Wolf
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A1FK620bS7A
The lyrics are not an exact match to this great video...

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 30, 2011 4:01:09 PM PDT
Last edited by the author on Jul 30, 2011 4:03:03 PM PDT
Omnireader says:
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand,
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain.
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's,
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein.
AHWOOOOO... Werewolves of London, Ahwooooo!
Ahhwooooo... Werewolves of London, Ahwooooo!

You hear him howling around your kitchen door,
You better not let him in.
Little old lady got mutilated late last night,
Werewolves of London again.
Ahhwooooo... Werewolves of London, Ahwooooo!
Ahhwooooo... Werewolves of London, Ahwooooo! Huh!

He's the hairy handed gent who ran amok in Kent,
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair.
You better stay away from him,
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim,
Huh! I'd like to meet his tailor.
Ahhwooooo... Werewolves of London, Ahwooooo!
Ahhwooooo... Werewolves of London, Ahwooooo!

Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen,
Doing the Werewolves of London.
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen,
Doing the Werewolves of London.
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's,
And his hair was perfect.
Ahhwooooo... Werewolves of London, Huh! Draw blood!
Ahhwooooo... Werewolves of London...

Werewolves of London by Warren Zevon

http://youtu.be/MZa3EYWCY3w

In reply to an earlier post on Jul 30, 2011 5:35:14 PM PDT
Texas Woman says:
Well, won't you lend your LUNGS to me?
Mine are collapsing
Plant my feet and bitterly breathe
Up the time that's passing.
Breath I'll take and breath I'll give
Pray the day ain't poison
Stand among the ones that live
In lonely indecision.

Fingers walk the darkness down
Mind is on the midnight
Gather up the gold you've found
You fool, it's only moonlight.
If you try to take it home
Your hands will turn to butter
You better leave this dream alone
Try to find another.

Salvation sat and crossed herself
Called the devil partner
Wisdom burned upon a shelf
Who'll kill the raging cancer
Seal the river at its mouth
Take the water prisoner
Fill the sky with screams and cries
Bathe in fiery answers

Jesus was an only son
And love his only concept
Strangers cry in foreign tongues
And dirty up the doorstep
And I for one, and you for two
Ai'nt got the time for outside
Just keep your injured looks to you
We'll tell the world we tried

Lungs - Townes Van Zandt

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