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Beth Hart
Beth Hart


Информация
Дата рождения 24 января 1972 г.
Откуда Los Angeles, California, United States
Жанры Blues
Rock
Годы 1993—н.в.
Лейблы Atlantic Records
Lava Records
143 Records
Сайт Website



Альбом Beth Hart



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JUST LITTLE HOLE ' BETH HART
To remember or to forget it
could you ever laugh out loud while you cry
It will own you & you can't let it

While it holds you you can't even try
You're so unsatisfied
Youre so damm petrified
You ain't got nothin' no
you ain't got nothin' to prove

CHORUS
Just a little heartache
just a little hole
just an itchy finger
& nobody knows
just a little heartache
Somethin' for the soul
Fingers on the trigger
& nobody knows
what she knows

I Got a secret & how you dread it
I should have known by
the lonely look in your eye
You made a promise & never kept it
you didn't even tell me good-bye

Youre so unsatisfied
Theres no more tears to cry
You ain't got nothin' no
you ain't got nothin' to prove

CHORUS

In December I got your letter
& by the springtime
they let me know you were gone

If I only loved you better
I'd see you smile again
but what's done is done

CHORUS

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If I won me the lottery
I'd dance naked in the street
With a top hat full of money
& you'd wanna get to know me
if I won me the lottery

& if I was a movie star
I'd sip honey from a pickle jar
in the back of my limousine
& they'd call me an icon
& I'd be lookin' back at you
from the cover of the People magazine

I guess it's all for the takin'
I guess it's all yours and mine
my sister says I got to see it & believe it
& I believe I believe it

But I'm just an outsider
livin' in a trailer with my black & white TV set
If only I was President
you know I'd paint the White House pink
& never have to pay the rent
if only I was President

I guess it's all there for the takin'
I think it's all yours & mine
My preacher says I got to see it to believe it
& l believe
Won't sleep till I've had enough
I believe won't sip my wine from no paper cup
I believe won't sleep till I've had enough

Delicious Surprise
Now I do believe
No fear in my eyes
Now I can see

Heaven's inside inside inside
I knew it all the time
Got me somethin to believe in
but all I really want now is
a handful of salvation

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She hangs around the boulevard
She's a local girl with local scars
She got home late, she got home late
She drank so hard the bottle ached
And she tried and she tried, and she tried and she tried
But nothing's clear in a bar full of flies

So she takes and she takes, she takes and she takes
She understands when she gives it away
She says

Man I gotta get outta this town
Man I gotta get outta this pain
Man I gotta get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.

She's got a gun, she's got a gun
She got a gun she calls the lucky one
She left a note right by the phone
Don't leave a message 'cause this ain't no home
And she cried and she cried, and she cried and she cried
She cried so long her tears ran dry
Then she laughed and she laughed, she laughed and she laughed
Cause she knew she was never comin' back
She said

Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Man I'm gonna get outta this pain
Man I'm gonna get outta this town
Outta this town & out of L.A.

It's all she loves It's all she hates
It's all too much for her to take
She can't be sure just where it ends
Or where the good life begins

So she took a train, she took a train
To a little old town without a name

She met a man, he took her in
But fed her all the same bullshit again
'Cause he lied and he lied, and he lied and he lied
He lied like a salesman sellin' flies
So she screamed and she screamed, and she screamed and she screamed
It's a different place but the same old thing

It's all I love, it's all I hate
It's all too much for me to take
I can't be sure where it begins
Or if the good life lies within

So she said

Man I gotta get out of this town
Yeah and now I gotta get back on that train
Man I gotta get out of this town
I'm outta my pain
So I'm goin' back to L.A.

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Wish me luck
Give me somethin'
Help me out
And I'll go there...
All I want is a brand new truck
One eyed Jacks & beginner's luck
The doctor's script for the perfect drug
Get it all while I can
But I got no money & I got no man
I drive around in a beat up van
I ride on coffee & Percodan
Get it all while I can
Is that too much to ask
Is that too much to ask
So people tell me to clean up my mess
Like I was sweet sixteen in a dirty dress
But I'm wiser now so I must confess
That I get it all while I can
Is that too much to ask
Is that too much to ask
Just make it real & make it last
Someday maybe I'll understand
this crazy old life is in my hands
Someday maybe I'll figure it out
Somebody help me
Anybody tell me
Wish me luck
Give me somethin'
Help me out
And I'll go there
Wish me luck
Give me somethin'
Just make it real & make it last

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She got a poet's spirit
she bums among the clouds
she never stops believing
she only dreams out loud
there's a jackpot in the dresser
she's smilin' in the glass
& if you need to kiss her
don't forget your stash
'cause she gives it away
& you're fascinated by her
& she does it again
with simple & brilliant desire
& she gives it away
& you're fascinated by ...
by her - she wears a million colors
there's rainbows on her soles
she got a sign above her
that says I'm never growin' old
you're askin' her to dance
now she spins a solid white light
she gonna make love to you today
today & every night
& she gives it away
& you're fascinated by her
then she does it again
with simple & brilliant desire
& she gives it away
& you're fascinated by
by her by her she may be waiting
'round the comer of your mind
but still you know
she's there you can feel her inside
so don't forget about the reasons
that brought you her
'cause she's a miracle.

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Hello again my friend
it's been sometime,
I try and read you
in your shifting eyes
your hands are trembling
as I hold 'em in mine
how ya livin'
You were the talker
& I was the clown
we grew up wonderin'
how we would get out
but you're still talkin' talkin'

You got places to go
you got people to know
you got plans
to get your shit together
Did you take it too far
did you forget who you are
did you stash your soul
into the closet forever...forever

So now you're hustling
for the five & dime
you cure the stranger
& his perverted mind
You are the poet of need
& lust how's the preachin'
You painted destinations
on the inside
& dreamed of revelations
yearning to fly
But you're still walkin'
& still talkin'

You got places to go
you got people to know
you got plans
to get your shit together
Did you take it too far
did you forget who you are
did you stash your soul
into the closet forever...

Hold on Geany
Watch what ya say
Save your preachin'
for a rainier day
Hold on Geany
I'm talkin' to you
You're so amazing
in whatever you do

You got places to go
you got people to know
you got plans
to get your shit together

Hold on Geany
Watch what ya say
Save your preachin'
for a rainier day
Hold on Geany
I'm talkin' to you
You're so amazing
in whatever you do

You got places to go
you got people to know
you got plans
to get your shit together
Did you take it too far
did you forget who you are
did you stash your soul
into the closet...

Did you take it too far
do you know who you are
grap your soul
and hold on to forever....forever...together

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So suddenly it rolls by again
Soft as a breeze & light as the wind
don't say good-bye & don't dry these tears
if I could fly we'd fly away from here
So don't let go
just come along now
Just say so
It won't be long now
It's all right this ain't no lie
It's right on time
Petals of rose I touch your hair
Heaven knows I love you here
Beautiful smile covets the time
I feel so fine I feel so fine
On my way
Come along &
Stay
When I was young just a little girl
I'd sing to the sun & dream with the world
Now I got a suitcase full of memories
If I could show you
maybe you'd stay with me
So don't let go
just come along now
Just say
so It won't be long now
It's all right
this ain't no lie
it's Love Don't Die

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silver blue hair & a cane in her hand
living to die in the promised land
handing out flyers for the coming of Christ
she says raise from the fire for eternal life
or they'll
take your mind & they'll strip your faith
& they'll starve you with nothin' that you already ate
& they'll compliment just to break you down
Spin you in circles runnin' round & round
Good Ole People live
Good Ole People
coke bottle glasses & a smile on his face
He stands on the corner screamin' don't mix the race
commanding all the children to confess all their sins
then he beats his wife with a bottle of Gin
& they'll
whip your mind just to strip your faith
counterfeit people comin' to dominate
& they'll get you high just to greet you down
Spin you in circles movin' round & round
Good Ole People live
Good Ole People give
But Good Ole People can't drive
& maybe that's why Good Ole People die

. . .


She combs her hair
& cleans her face
closes the door
and kneels to pray
It don't matter
that she's alone
beast or dragon
she's going home

chorus:
If I lay me down
bow me head onto the ground
would you heal my skin
and these blisters within my skin

She found today
so hard to say
I sweat the sheets
too tired to play
& it don't matter
'cause I'm still alive
Beast or Dragons
wont make me hide, make me hide, make me hide...

(repeat chorus)

another way
I just can't find the words to say
it's cold where I lay
It's cold where I lay
bones cracked to clay
a killer's in the way
hot is my shame
fire pulls my veins
for never is my name
forever in my shame
and holy, come heal me
solely, delivery, deliver ay yay

(repeat chorus)

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People got no clothes on
Naked without the blinds drawn
Welcome to my kingdom
We're living our own freedom
& the girls say
Small boy sewn in stitches
He knows wicked witches
Mama's love is silent
Her sweetness becomes violence
& the girls say
It's got me losing my way
Is God really gone?
Losing my way
everybody runs
Losing my way
everybody hung their head down to sigh
everybody hung their head out to dry
Pictured on the ceiling
Regretting what you're feeling
Welcome to my kingdom
We're living our own freedom & the girls say

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There is a light
That shimmers like a diamond
in the night
a fire that is powerful & strong
& I call it home
Here in the dark
where I dream myself to sleep
I feel my heart
as timeless
as the carving on the stone
& yes it's home
Miracles happening every day
Millions of people
are dying to get away
'Cause the sky is falling
the angels are callin'
but I have no fear
Yes the sky is falling
the angels are callin' me
Yes I can hear
That the sky is falling
Opening up
I stretch my arms so wide
I feel my love
it's fallin' right out of the sky
& home
yes I call it home
It's on the good side
on the good side

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Mother may I, and I would say
Yes sweet baby take it away
It won't be long
Just just remember that
Powerful is the woman in you
and stay true now
& she'd come to me
when fire & water was gone
to caress the empty with a song
Saying why cry for anger
that bullet the sky
just remember
& I'll remember & mama
& I'll get by
& I know my face
seems crazed & wild
but I got her eyes
the mama's child am I
She's blessed with grace
is smooth as a line
& when I shade
she helps me shine
& she comes to me
when there's nothing
I believe
& holds me so high
yes I am free
saying why hold the anger
it won't let you fly
just remember
and I'll remember
cause mama
mama and I'll get by
Confused by my own illusion
she said that it's only my pride
& even the simplest solutions
still won't heal my mind
So I'll remember
I'll remember
& I'll get by

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Laughin' till it pisses everybody off
Pullin' up my dress at a dinner meeting
Kissin' till my lips are ready to fall off
Screamin' all night then just say I'm singin'
Yeah these are some of my favorite things
Gold butterflies & gum on a string
Yeah these are some of my favorite things
but doin' nothin' is my favorite one
Cashin' in on the glory of my biggest mistakes
fading in the grass basking in the sunlight
Go & say to mama I'll just drive 98
Hold her in my arms tell her I'll be alright
Breath in faith & hope & a big fat cigarette
Drowning in the wine having no regrets
Yeah these are some of my favorite things
Don't ask me why
Gold butterflies & gum on a string
Get me high
Yeah these are some of my favorite things
But doin' nothin' is my favorite one
& It's not the life I thought it would be
But I'll be alright
I know I will be
So long to circumstance
Cashin' in on the glory
of my biggest mistakes
I'm fadin' now at last
baskin' in sweet sunlight
Yeah these are some of my favorite things
Don't ask me why
Gold butterflies & gum on a string
Get me high
Yeah these are some of my favorite things
But loving you son, is my very favorite one

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Violins hear em play
On the fence where I lay
It's where I lay
Tumble down to the ground
Watch em crash not a sound
There's no sound

And you say that it don't matter to me
And you say that all this love's for free
And you say it don't matter to me
It don't matter to me

Take me down
From consciousness
Hold me now
In decadence
Lay me in
Your house of sin
Take me down
There's no sound

Hold me now
I'm breaking in
Consciousness
House of sin
Somebody swim
Tumble down onto my knee
Watch it burn
Hold your scream
Somebody sing

And you say it's nothing to me
And you say that all this war's for free
And you say still it ain't nothing to me
And I would never agree

So take me now
From consciousness
Hold me now
In decadence
Lay me in
Your house of sin
Take me down
Take me now
There's no sound

Just look around
Your consciousness if friggin weak
Just look around
Violins screaming at your feet
Just look around
You're slurring everytime you speak


I Wanna Know You

I wanna know you
I wanna feel you
I wanna know you
I wanna feel you

Something wicked is coming
Sweet sugar something so real
Get into my bed
Now sugar
And get out all your pain
I said get into my bed
And get out all your pain
I'll be your evil woman
I'll, I'll take all the blame

Alright

Talk to me
Talk to me yeah
Sweet sugar talk to me
C'mon set me free now

Hey hey

Say you're alright alright alright

You can crash my car
You can strip my break
You can make me holler
But don't forget to make me shake

I wanna know you baby
I just wanna feel you
Something wicked is coming
Sweet sugar something so real
Alright

Make me holler
Make me holler
Make me holler
Make me shake
Get into my bed

I'll be your evil woman
I'll take all the blame

Alright now

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