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Gimme A Ride To Heaven Boy
Well, I was caught up with myself. On the highway at night. Drivin' like a bat outta hell. When I beheld an amazing sight. . It was a lonely apparition.
Galleria Dele Armi
During the time of the Second World War. A small town in Italy, death came aboard. Train number 8017, it wasn't strafing of bombing. Clandestine de-railings, it was just some bad coal.
Flatland Farmer
He's a flatland farmer. Who flatpicks and old guitar. Yeah he's a flatland farmer. He flatpicks and old guitar. He don't make no money. But he can out-pick them Nashville stars.
Flatland Boogie
Hey up on the Cap rock, me and my baby ride. Goin' a hundred miles an hour, 'cause this old Ford can still fly. Got Four Roses in a sack an we ain't lookin' back tonight.
Ffa
Yeah, he never done too good when he's in high school. Ah, he never even talked to a popular girl. Yeah, he just hung around, down at the drive-in. Honkin' on his horn and drinkin' Pearl, beer.
Feelin Easy
Well I'm feelin easy baby. Breezin through the blues. Bout half-sleazy baby. But who's to pick-n-choose. I got the tattoos. A pierced ear. A bottle of that rot-gut booze.
Doll
From the east side of Chicago. To the down side of L.A.. There's no place that he goes. We don't bow down to him and pray. Yeah we follow him to the slaughter.
Crisis Site 13
I'm 13 years old, I hate your guts. And I got a zip gun, I got a reefer. I've been screwing since I was 9. And I can make you or break you with charm.
Cortez Sail
See how the rain falls from the sky. Drifting down. From your high mountain's eye. But don't look surprised, you're going home. . Yeah you're leaving L.A..
Collector
His lonely is only. A blank space in my hallway. On the wall way between the hanging. Of paintings of lonely that ain't lonely at all. . Hey, the Art Mob's out tonight.
Cocktails For Three
Cocktails for three. Oh, it's gettin' to me. Yeah, passin' afternoons. Sittin' in these cocktail rooms. . Yeah, from nine to five, I'm in the pink. 'Cause after work we go for a drink.
Cantina Carlotta
Well, I drove down to El Paso on my business. Well, I was just another executive workin' for the bank. When I crossed that border line, I dropped my business.
Buck Naked
Running naked down the state highway. Runnin naked in the middle of the day. Runnin naked like a tom cat's behind. Runnin naked but the cat don't seem to mind.
Blue Asian Reds
Yeah, she got them red eyes. Ah, from doin' the red pills. And she says it's for the high times. Yeah, she says it's for thrills. . So she done reds, with her coffee.
Bloodlines
Oh my mother. She is a mountain. And her breast. It touch the sky. . And my father. He is a river. Running through her. Sweet bye and bye. . And my sister.
Billy The Boy
Snow White Angel. . On the wings. Of a snow white angel. He played steel guitar. And the drugs. Broke his brain. Off into angles. But his fingers. Played true to his heart.
Beautiful Waitress
Well it's not silly. When she brings you your chili. To grab a cracker. And distract her with a crunch. A cracker crunch. . 'Cause you'll only see her once.
Back To Black
Every night the same light shines. From your eyes and back to mine. With a vision of the love. We thought was true. . But the darkness of the world out there.
Amarillo Highway
I'm a high straight in Plainview. Side bet in Idalou and a fresh deck in New Deal. Yeah, some call me high hand an' some call me low hand. But I'm holdin' what I am, the wheel.
Ain't No Top 40 Song
Well they found her dead. Face down in a ditch. And they chased and caught. That son of a bitch. Ain't no top 40 song. They put him on trial. He killed her with a wrench.
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