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Amazing Dope Tales
03:45
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Dope
Everything is coming out the capsules
Dope
Everyone is made by the bagful
Every time I seem to reach the top I’m coming down
But then again without you I would never leave the ground
Amazing
Amazing
Amazing
Amazing amazing dope tales
Amazing dope tales
Amazing
Dope
Everything is coming out the capsules
Dope
Gonna tell us how you got those stripes, baby?
Every time I turn around I hear another story
About a lonely pop star who appeared in all his glory
Amazing
Amazing
Amazing
Amazing amazing dope tales
Amazing dope tales
Amazing
Ah
Half a dozen rainbows growing out of his brain
Well, he handed me some sunshine and he showed me the moon Well you may have thought it’s midnight but it’s
High noon, high noon
Shoot it baby shoot it baby shoot it baby shoot it baby
Do it up do it up do it up do it
Shoot it up shoot it baby shoot it baby shoot it baby
Do it up do it up do it up do it
Get off get off get off get off
Dope
Everything is coming out the capsules
Dope
Everyone is makin it by the bagful
Every time I seem to reach the top I’m coming down
But then again without you I would never leave the ground
Amazing
Amazing
Amazing
Amazing amazing dope tales
Amazing dope tales
Amazing
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2. |
Wildfire In Memphis
02:52
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Wildfire in Memphis
Hurricane in Jacksonville
Blow ’way my streetwalkin’ feet
And take me where you will
I walked the streets in Dallas
And I picked up a buck in a carriage race
But in the dim light of the pool halls
I could not see my face
Dear sir, I haven’t got a home
On these streets I live and roam
Please sir, take a poor boy home
I walk walk walk the streets all day
I walk walk walk the streets all night
I walk walk walk with my feet on fire
My love for hire
Oh, shall we retire?
Picked up in Hollywood
By a band of wealthy gypsies
Singing peace, love, Hare Krishna
Will you be a star today?
Have you ever played “Romance in F”
To the accompaniment
Of the earth tremblin’ ’neath your feet
On Selma Avenue?
Well, in New York, I must admit, tricks are easier
More streets to walk at night
I know the name of every pick-up bar in town
Do you?
Dear sir, I haven’t got a home
On these streets I live and roam
Please sir, take a poor boy home
I walk walk walk the streets all day
I walk walk walk the streets all night
I walk walk walk to my destiny
Someday I may be a big discovery
I learned to love my brother
In a way that few folks ever will
But in the streets my love was tempted
By a twenty-dollar bill
Wildfire in Memphis
Hurricane in Jacksonville
Blow ’way my streetwalkin’ feet
And take me where you will
Take me where you will
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3. |
I'maman
03:55
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I'm a man
Yeah, I'm an elegant man
I'm a man
Satin bows and open toes are what I am
Yes, I'm a man
Yeah, I'm a fragile man
I'm a man
Light of step and soft of touch
A gentle man
You know, I could love you
But if I should love you
Then I would love you the way a man loves a woman
Take the place that I was given
My body claims my mind and soul
So let me be what I am
An elegant man
I'm a man
Charles, dust my pumps.
You know, I could love you
But if I should love you
Then I would love you the way a man loves a woman
Take the place that I was given
My body claims my mind and soul
So let me be what I am
A gentle man
Yes, I'm a man
So I'm an elegant man
I'm a man
Clara Bowes and open toes are what I am
Yes, I'm a man
And I can love you
Yes, I'm a man
And I can love you
Yes, I'm a man
La-la-la-la-la-la-love you
I'm a man
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4. |
Ducky Lullaby
06:03
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The people that you meet
When you walk down the street
Turn their eyes away
And hurry by on trembling feet
Confusion takes a pill
Paranoia takes a shot
As helpless as a new idea
You don’t know what you got
But no need to cry, my baby
No need to cry
’Cause pop will still be singing you
A ducky lullaby
The box is full of dope tales
Deaf old maids sing out of tune
Blind men argue what they see
Bob Hope is on the moon
Animals are news
Pigs and doves and hawks alike
For the first time in your life
You know your left from your right
But no need to cry, my baby
No need to cry
’Cause pop will still be singing you
A ducky lullaby
Here goes
Now Jesus is a hit on Top 40 radio
But if the drake chews bubblegum
Then the duck will steal the show
And the Motor City’s old clichés
Are pounding at your brain
Finders, keepers, pay to the piper
It’s driving you insane
But no need to cry, my baby
No need to cry
’Cause pop will still be singing you
A ducky lullaby
Santa Claus can’t make it
On account of the smog
His reindeer are on strike
And Rudolph got a nose job
Huck Finn was run down on Highway 66
And to make things worse
The people tell you how to get y’all’s tricks
But no need to cry, my baby
No need to cry
’Cause pop will still be singing you
A ducky lullaby
Well sing it
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5. |
Little Dreamer
05:36
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Poor little dreamer
While away the hours
Nostalgic for the memories you never knew
With borrowed visions of a better time
You know you’re out of tune
Singing sighs of hidden fantasies that no one understands
But you, little dreamer
Dream on
Poor little dreamer
Don’t open up your eyes
Or you may find the old folks aren’t at home no more
Swanee River dying
Wrote her legacy on muddy shores:
To each and every man I leave five million grains
Of dust and sand
But you, little dreamer
Dream on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on
Poor little dreamer
If you were only rich
Then you could really build your castle in the sky
Well, or at least atop a mountain
You could sleep upon a cloud
And wear its silver lining in your hair
With no one else around
But you, little dreamer
Don’t turn away from me
You know I’d be the last to wake you from your slumber
I know it seems sometimes that I’m not with you
Please don’t get me wrong
You see, I gave up dreaming long ago
One Sunday on the moon
But you, little dreamer
Dream on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on
Poor little dreamer
You know you’re old, you’re gone
No earthly good to anyone
You’re all alone now
But earthly goods, they come and go
As we have seen so many times
So if you think you have the time
Then maybe someday you can dream
For me, little dreamer
Dream on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on and on and on
Dream on and on
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6. |
So Long Miss Jagger
01:33
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So what if “Oh why ba-ba-lu-ba-bam” didn’t rhyme
Austin-Healey and the Comets drove me to the prom in time
But after twenty years of the same
This is all I got to say:
Well, so long Miss Jagger
I think I’ll be going my way
But after twenty years of the same
This is all I got to say:
Well, so long Miss Jagger
I think I’ll be going my way
Three plays for a quarter is ancient history now
But the Stones roll away and rock that jukebox still
Today closed circuit concert tours
Tomorrow yesterday’s music soars
But so long Miss Jagger
I think I’ll be going my way
Today yesterday’s music soars
And after twenty years of the same
Well so long Miss Jagger
I think I’ll be going my way
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7. |
City Freak
03:41
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My old lady is a city freak
You would laugh at the colors of her hair
And when she walks
It’s only a couple of blocks
And if it’s further she’ll pay a fare
My old lady
My old lady is a city freak
She has gold where her fingers used to be
And she guards her life with a jewel encrusted
rubber knife
And goes to market at goodwill industries
My old lady
Ooh
Listen to the sound of the city
All she does is hear
Pretty little woman
Baby if she calls
She’s found it now
Or she’s heard it all
Sure, she’s heard it all
She’s heard it all
I don’t know
My old lady is a city freak
My old lady
My, my, my
My, my, my
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8. |
Inside
04:45
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Outside of my window
The rain’s falling down
It’s falling so close
It’s chill is near, yet far away
And the roar down below
As Moses parts the sea
All the black city streets
To me is distant harmony
Outside
Those little yellow raincoats running in the rain
Beckon, how they beckon with their sweet refrain
Of laughter
Outside
Those fools don’t know ’nough to come in out the rain
Would, you know they would if they could just remain
Inside
Inside, inside
With someone like you
Outside
Those little yellow raincoats running in the rain
Beckon, how they beckon with their sweet refrain
Of laughter
Outside
Those fools that don’t know ’nough to come in out the rain
Would, you know they would if they could just remain
Inside
Inside, inside
With someone like you
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9. |
As The River Flows
05:13
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Oh woe
Ay ya ya ya
As the river flows
So must you and I
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10. |
Ducky Lullaby (reprise)
03:13
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The people that you meet
When you walk down the street
Turn their eyes away
And hurry by on trembling feet
Confusion takes a pill
Paranoia takes a shot
As helpless as a new idea
You don’t know what you got
But no need to cry, my baby
No need to cry
’Cause pop will still be singing you
Another lullaby
The box is full of dope tales
Deaf old maids sing out of tune
Blind men argue what they see
Bob Hope is on the moon
Animals are news
Pigs and doves and hawks alike
For the first time in your life
You know your left from your right
But no need to cry, poor baby
No need to cry
’Cause pop will still be singing you
A ducky lullaby
Here goes
Now Jesus is a hit on Top 40 radio
But if the drake chews bubblegum
Then the duck will steal the show
And the Motor City’s old clichés
Are pounding at your brain
Finders, keepers, pay to the piper
It’s driving you insane
But no need to cry, poor baby
No need to cry
’Cause pop will still be singing you
A ducky lullaby
Well sing it
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Jobriath New York, New York
Jobriath recorded two amazing albums for Elektra in the early '70s, but that's just the tip of the iceberg. Eschatone proudly brings you rare, previously-unreleased Jobriath material with the blessing of both Jobriath's family and manager Jerry Brandt. ... more
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