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The Walkmen
The Walkmen


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Откуда New York City/Washington, D.C., United States
Жанры Indie Rock
Garage Rock
Surf Rock
Post-punk Revival
Годы 2000—н.в.
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Fat Possum Records
Fierce Panda Records
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Record Collection
Gigantic Records
См. также Jonathan Fire*Eater
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Pussy Cats (24.10.2006)
24.10.2006
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Save The Last Dance
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Mucho Mongo
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Loop De Loop
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Rock Around The Clock
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Many rivers to cross
I can't seem to find my way over
Wandering I am lost
As I travel along the white cliffs of Dover

Many rivers to cross
And it's only my will that keeps me alive
I've been licked, washed up for years
And I merely, merely survive

And this loneliness won't leave me alone
It's such a drag to be out on your own
My spirit is lonely and I don't know why
Well, I guess, I have to try

And this loneliness won't leave me alone
It's such a drag to be out on your own
My spirit is lonely and I don't know why
Well, I guess, I have to try

Many rivers to cross
But to begin I'm playing for time
Many rivers to cross
But my way back home I cannot find

Many rivers to cross
Many, many, many rivers to cross

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Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try "No Doz"
Better stay away from those
That carry around a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows

Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring bell, hard to tell
If anything is goin' to sell
Try hard, get barred
Get back, write braille
Get jailed, jump bail
Join the army, if you fail
Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
But users, cheaters
Six-time losers
Hang around the theaters
Girl by the whirlpool
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters

Ah get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles

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In the wintertime keep your feet warm
But keep your clothes on and don’t forget me
Keep the memories
But keep your powder dry too

In the summer by the poolside
While the fireflies are all around you
I'll miss you when I’m lonely
I’ll miss the alimony too

Don’t forget me, don’t forget me
Make it easy, only just for a little while
You know I'll think about you
Let me know you'll think about me too

And when we’re older and full of cancer
It doesn’t matter now, come on get happy
‘Cause nothing lasts forever
But I will always love you

Don’t forget me, please don’t forget me
Make it easy, only just for a little while
You know I'll think about you
Let me know you'll think about me too

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I’ve had my share of my bad times
I’ve been shooting them up, drinking them down, taking them pills fooling around all my life
But I’m so tired of bad times I have to change my ways.
And I‘ve had my share of good times
I’ve been moving around living uptown, having my ass up almost every night
But I’m so sore from laughing I haven’t got the will to fight.
All my life I have been waiting to find a reason to give up or do it back oh every day of my life.
I’m going to wake up every morning---dodododolu
Home every evening---dodododolu
Just jump into bed and lie there and laugh with my wife.
Well I’ve had my share of bad times
I’ve been shooting them up, drinking them down, taking them pills, fooling around all my life
But I ‘m so tired of bad times
I’ll have to change my ways
And I’ve had my share of good times
I’ve been moving around, living uptown, having my ass up almost every night
But I’m so tired of laughing I haven’t got the will to fight.

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Reaching for a butterfly
Old soldiers never die
And the gun against their shoulder
Well, it gets a little older
And just like that old shoulder
It just gets put away
Well, I'm an old, forgotten soldier
Since they put an end to war
And I like to tell my story
But you don't wanna hear about the war

I'm an old, forgotten campaign hero
Left without a cause
Because, they took away my wars
I'm an old, forgotten railroad
A broken, lonely ammo-train
And my rusty ammunition
Has been left out in the rain

I'm an old, forgotten part-time doughboy
I tried to save the world
The world was round
We fired around
Heard all around the world

I'm an old, forgotten campaign hero
Left without a cause
Because, they took away my wars
I'm an old, forgotten railroad
A broken, lonely ammo-train
And my rusty ammunition
Has been left out in the rain

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Save The Last Dance

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Mucho Mongo

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Loop De Loop

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Black sails in the moonlight
Black patch on your eye
You shiver your timbers, baby
And I'll shiver mine

A treasure map is hidden on your legs
your veins are very close

Some day i'll wrap my big yardarms around your legs and sail away

I'll bury my heart on some island
and take you there someday to find it
I want you, I need you, I love you
No other man will ever reap your rays

But you're so vain
you prob'ly think this map belongs to you
And I'm so crazy, what can i do?

So raise the anchor
Hoist the canvas
And sail into to my
heart

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Rock Around The Clock

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