Альбом Cross Canadian Ragweed

Well you're egg-shell walking
I'm talking with you honestly
Let's keep this thing rockin'
Let it be what it's gonna be
We don't need a cheaper version
It sounds like perversion
To tell you the truth
I ain't sleeping with the enemy
It ain't me

Got your finger in the door letting everbody know
That you made your stand
No time for change
No time to rearrange for the radio man
We don't need a cheaper version
It sounds like perversion
Open your mind and see what I want you to see

chorus:
What do you want from me?
Big talkin' man
I didn't build it all just to watch it fall into your hands
What do you want from me?
Big talkin' man

You want to put your brand on every little plan
And never follow through
My foot is down this time around
I'm gonna do what it is I do

repeat chorus

Judgment coming down on you
Now your conscience is kicking in
Everybody's to blame baby but you
Now my patience is wearing thin

Chorus:
Get out of my life you're coming unthread
Out of your mind over your head
And you wonder why you're all alone
Losing your grip coming undone
Using your mouth like a Gatling gun
I won't be your stepping stone
If there's a dead man in my closet
Show me the bones

What did I ever do to you?
I've always loved you just the same
I hate feeling like I do
I wish my blood wasn't in your veins

Repeat chorus

Now you wanna take it back
Well you could beg and you could plead
I ain't cutting you no slack
And you ain't no 'a part of me

Get out of my life you're coming unthread
Out of your mind over your head
And you wonder why you're all alone
Losing your grip coming undone
Using your mouth like a Gatling gun
I won't be your stepping stone
If there's a dead man in my closet
Show me the bones

If there's a dead man in my closet
Show me the bones

I don't like livin' in this town
I don't like the way it makes me feel
It ain't much better when I moved around
Rolling around rolling on from town to town

I don't like to be ignored
I don't like it when you stare me down
My heart and soul are torn twisted thorn woven all around your crown

Chorus:
I don't mean to sound condescending
There's no need in me pretending
Let the deal go down

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Well it ain't no breaking news
No it ain't like it was
You got this thing you do
The thing you do
You know what it does

My head's been hanging down, mmm
Dark clouds follow me around
Follow me down
Rolling on from town to town

I don't mean to sound condescending
There's no need in me pretending
Round, round, and round

I don't mean to sound condescending
There's no need in me pretending
Let the deal go down

December it's usually a little colder
That's something that I'll learn as I get older
People walkin' by staring at the ground
Most of them walk on by some throw their paper down

Mama's tambourine yellow submarine
My daddy sings and then there's me

Christmas, I guess it's gonna miss us
For all that I know, it's just another day
Can you spare the time for me and mine
If you're down on your luck now's your turn to shine

For daddy's guitar strings, me and Bobby McGee
My mama sings, and then there's me

Am I the only one, I wish I could ask someone
Well I just stare at the sky, like there's nothing wrong
As that December wind starts to get strong
As I hum along to my people's song

What is it good for, come you masters of war
My people sing, mama's tambourine, daddy's guitar strings
And then there's me, and then there's me

The Indian man lost all of his land in Oklahoma
A man dressed in black gave some of it back to Oklahoma
And the man that they called Sam
He washed the Red out of the land in Oklahoma

Well back in the day the W.P.A. in Oklahoma
Woody Guthrie would sing about the crops and no rain in Oklahoma
Well the rain it never came
Woody Guthrie sang the pain of Oklahoma

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1982 a bubblin' crude in Oklahoma
A forty thousand foot well drillin' strait to hell in Oklahoma
Fifty dollars a goddamn barrel
Wish I'd never sold that well in Oklahoma

OKLA-HOMA Oklahoma

When the rain runs down your window
And you can't hold back your tears
And you're so afraid to be alone
You know I'm always right here

[Chorus]
You cry lonely
And I come runnin'
I come to your rescue; I'll chase your blues away
You cry lonely, but you don't really want me
And I won't be there one of these days

You always say your heart is breakin'
Then you hear the wolf outside your door
I know you, you just use me
Till you don't need me anymore

You cry lonely
And I come runnin'
I come to your rescue; I'll chase your blues away
You cry lonely, but you don't really want me
And I won't be there one of these days

Someday when you know you really love me
You're gonna cry my name
And I'll be gone

You cry lonely
And I come runnin'
I come to your rescue; I'll chase your blues away
You cry lonely, but you don't really want me
And I won't be there one of these days

I won't be there
When you cry my name
I won't be there
When you cry my name

Smoke another cigarette
Drink some more booze
Check, check, check, a hey, hey want to
I've got a ringin' in my ear and I'm going deaf
You got a keep on keepin' on ‘til there's nothin' left

Roll another number down to Baton Rouge
Check, check, check, a hey, hey want to
Man stumblin', slidin', down to step inside my dreams
Put it all together but it just can't party the scenes

I ain't even got a quarter for the well
I guess all my wishes have fell to hell

Flip another breaker
Crack another fuse
Check, check, check, a hey, hey want to
Gonna make it baby, even if I have to crawl
Gonna hit full speed, even if I hit the wall

I ain't even got a quarter for the well
I guess all my wishes have fell to hell

Smoke another cigarette
Drink some more booze
Check, check, check, a hey, hey want to
I've got to build it all back up
Just to burn it down
Fill it up mister, I ain't got time to hang around
Fill it up mister, I ain't got time to hang around

Rosie cooks with love 5 bucks a plate
And she'll cook for if you, if don't show up too late
'Cuz when you're feelin' low down, as empty as a hole
Go to Rosie's cafe, she'll nourish your soul

'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA
She'll be here tomorrow
After she gets through t'day
Yeah

I know this girl who makes her dollars, one at a time
She folds them lay aways under her pantie line
She wears crushed purple velvet; she's swimmin' in my mind
She's doin' what she wants to get herself by

'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA
She'll be here tomorrow
After she gets through t'day
'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA
She'll be here tomorrow
After she gets through t'day
Yeah

Yours is the only soul you can know
And yours is the only road you can go
The finest people that you'll meet, yeah
Is just a man on the street

And there's a fellow I know
He moves like the shifting sands
He earns his daily bread
With his own two hands
And when the weight on your shoulders
Is wearing you down
Well he'll do his best to bring you around

(Chorus)
'Cuz he's a soul agent for the USA
He'll be here tomorrow
After he gets through t'day

He's a soul agent for the USA
He'll be here tomorrow
After he gets through t'day
Yeah

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This hotel room is dark and dirty
And it's freezing cold
I came here to avoid the party
The party's kind of getting old
Nothing more than selfish reasons
I want to be alone
One more time about how I am feeling
I just might explode I might unload

Chorus:
'Cause I need my time it's not your time it's not their time
I got words to rhyme I've got the lines is it a crime
Hey I got walls to climb we've all got walls to climb

I can't lend my ear I don't want to hear
You cry for sympathy
I won't cut you slack so when I turn my back
You twist the knife in me
I don't care about your problems
Or anything that you do
Oh well I did my best I need a cigarette
And a whole lot less of you a whole lot less of you

Well I need my time it's not your time it's not their time
I got words to rhyme I've got the lines is it a crime
Hey I got walls to climb we've all got walls

Well I need my time it's not your time it's not their time
I got words to rhyme I've got the lines is it a crime
Hey I got walls to climb we've all got walls to climb

We all got walls to climb

My mother had a Mexican boyfriend
He stole a car once or twice before
He got busted at the Best Budget Inn
I found my way to the door
I couldn't take any more

Lived with my sister and her second husband
South of the river and on the grid
I went to work with my cousin
Just like the rest of us kids
I tried to keep it all hid

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It seems so long ago
I swore I'd never let it show
But I kinda did
The years can slip away
When you're tryin' to get away
And I never did

I got tired of country livin'
And tryin' to make a new batch of friends
It's hard to give when there's no givin'
I stuck my thumb in the wind
Nothin' against my kin

I headed back to where I started
Pawned everything I could pawn
I guess I thought they'd be open hearted
They never knew I was gone
I just kept movin' along

I work the day and the nightlife
I drill the bars and I drill the ground
One for pay and one for the good times
One of ‘em still hangin' around
I put the other one down

It seems so long ago
I swore I'd never let it show
But I kinda did
The years can slip away
When you're tryin' to get away
And I finally did

Jenny come back from California
She said her mother's doing fine
Jenny come back from California
With a sparkle in her eye

Early last June, she bought a round trip ticket
To San Francisco by the bay.
Trouble at home, she said she couldn't take it.
She needed time to get away.

Jenny come back from California.
With a brand new pair of shoes
Jenny come back from California
She come back without her blues

Well there's something about that ocean
that's got a romantic feeling
When you're standing by the shore
A little more time, a lot more healing
Maybe she'll love me once more

Jenny come back from California.
A little lighter when she steps.
Jenny come back from California
Full of life with no regrets

Never knew what she saw in San Francisco
Maybe moonlight by the sea
It can fall off in the water
Just as long as she comes back to me.

Jenny come back from California
With a brand new diamond ring
Jenny come back from California
She gathered up the rest of her things.

Jenny went back to California.

I believe in karma, I believe in soul
I believe in heaven, I believe in rock and roll
I believe in wrestlin', I believe in sleep
I know I ought to quit now, I believe I'm in too deep

I believe in gangster rap, gays, and geeks, and ghosts
I believe that we doubt up all the things that we hate the most
I believe that we all learn to love before we get through
I believe in letting people do what people do

I believe in everything
(I Believe You)
Yes I do
I believe in everything
I believe in everything, everyone, everybody hey, hey, hey
(I Believe You)

Tell me what you want...
I believe you

I believe that all my friends
Really are my friends
I believe that Jesus Christ
Died for all of my sins

I know that the devil gets
Exactly what he's due
I believe in the truckers
I believe in my girlfriend too

People I believe in everything
(I Believe You)
Yes I do
I believe in everything
I believe in everything, everyone, everybody hey, hey, hey
(I Believe You)

Tell me what you want...
I believe you

I believe in people
White and black and blue
I believe in people
That believe the same way I do, because

Because I know that some day
Love is going to shine its own way through
I believe in letting people
Do what people do

I believe in everything
(I Believe You)
Yes I do
I believe in everything
I believe in everything, everyone, everybody hey, hey, hey
(I Believe You)

Tell me what you want...
I believe it

Chorus:
New York City girl
Born and raised in South Queens
She goes to work in taxi cabs
Comes back home in limousines
Well if you see her tell her I'm alright
I know the reason why she couldn't stay
My New York City girl
I wouldn't have it any other way

I guess I should've saw it comin'
She gave me every single warning
Instead I stumbled headlong into
Somewhere I'd never be return in'

She wouldn't let me hold her
She let her hair fall on her shoulder
And I didn't tell her one damn thing
A million others haven't told her

Repeat Chorus

I told her that I'd miss her
She wouldn't even let me kiss her
She just gathered up her things
Fixed her hair and took the money from the dresser

Repeat Chorus