Photographs of guns and flame. Scarlet skull and distant game. Bayonet and jungle grin. Nightmares dreamed by bleeding men. Lookouts tremble on the shore.
I left my baby standing in the backdoor crying. I left my baby standing in the backdoor crying. She said "you got a home as long as I got mine". She said "you got a home as long as I got mine".
"Comme la chanson est belle". Chantez la Mademoiselle. Dansant dans le Moulin Rouge. . "Love is a leap" she sighed. "Someday I'll be your bride,. When I leave the Moulin Rouge".
I went down to the meat rack tavern. And found myself a big ol' healthy girl. Now she was drinkin' alone. Aw what a waste of sin. So I went on over to sweet talk that girl.
I was a nighthawkin' in my taxi. On a cruise below the deadline. My fare was a shaky ol' lush. So I kicked it over and took off. Then he whipped out this switch blade.
Under a loop of stars in the vulgar cold. The dead airport lay. By the pebbles of the highway. Through the snail clouds. You soared to your lover. I hurried away my darling.
I lit my purest candle close to my. Window, hoping it would catch the eye. Of any vagabond who passed it by,. And I waited in my fleeting house. . Before he came I felt him drawing near;.
Make It Right. . I'm fitting out. I'm fitting in. And those diesel rings. Ah, they're rambling by. But I ain't blue. Now, if I go lame. Ah, I just flag a ride.
Operator, number please, it's been so many years. She'll remember my old voice while I fight the tears. Hello, hello there is this Martha,. This is ol' Tom Frost.
You take the train from Yuma,. Down to Mexicali,. And by the crack of midnight. You've got that border town fever,. . Well down in Madam Woo's cafe. In back of She Cat Alley.
Let the sun sing in your smile. Let the wind hold your desire. Let your womans voice run through your veins. Let her be your blood don't feel ashamed.
I was lost without a song without a melody. You came into my hotel life. You made my room a home. Ah now, mama, don't you know what you done. . Ah, you made the sunshine in the city.
Somewhere old memories. Echoed from the street in a. Crying hole. Just a song from long ago. When I lost my easy gods to the Harlem insect laws. I heard your baited moans and the passing cars and the swirling.
Each and every day, every little way. I've been lovin' you. I can't live without your lovin' at night. Makes it hard to say it's wrong. When I know it's right.
Hey, I've been out walking. Ain't done too much talking these days. Ah Lord, I sit alone and weep all the time to hesitate. Ah, now darling don't you cry.
It happens every time.. Give my love,. She leaves me behind.. It happens every time.. The sorrow makes me lose my mind.. If she'd only be as true as I am,.
Here I am believin' words again. Here I am tryin' to find your love again. Here I am down on my knees again. Prayin' for a love. That we used to know.
O I never asked to be your mountain. I never asked to fly. Remember when you came to me. And told me of his lies. You didn't understand my love. You don't know why I try.
Now the sun sits on my hand. O where are you?. Walking the wind I fly above the shore of the town. To the hills where I can hear. The harbor bells ring slavery.
Sittin' in a Hong Kong bar. Sweet dreams of you darling. Ah when we were sweet sixteen. Mama makin' love in the belly of an old freight train. Life was so simple and easy.