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Emperor's Clothes
02:53
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now that I'm out on parole
now that I'm wearing an emperor's clothes
I'm out on my ass
on my own
hit the road
I'm out in the grass at the show
now that I'm out on parole
when I get home I'm gonna kill myself
can't go on living like a pile of filth
that break your heart?
were you believing in me?
sadly mistaken you just happen to be
are you gonna answer your phone?
or are you gonna end up alone?
oh! i can't wait!
to see you at the pearly gates
got no remorses
just a lot of mistakes
you know it's bad when you're lower than low
there's only so low you can go
now that I'm out on parole
when I get home I'm gonna have a drink
think about my life and sing
i did my time more than you'll ever know
there's only one place left to go
now that I'm out on parole
now that I'm out on parole
now that I'm wearing an emperor's clothes
I'm out on my ass
on my own
hit the road
over the pasture
my last rodeo
out with the brass at the show
now that I'm out on parole
now that I'm out on parole
now that I'm out on parole
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2. |
Wild Wicked World
02:59
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when you're out in the sticks
you got no address
and no where to go
you just need a friend
someone on a better end
i'm there when you call
wild wicked world
you make me wait so long
wild wicked world
you make it take so long
oh boy!
i've been out in the wild
hiking that moonlight mile
you're not going my way
i've got those LA city lows
tryna get to you when I know
i really can't change
don't want to feel tomorrow
how i felt today
i can feel you breathing
but you're miles away
wild wicked world
you make me wait so long
wild wicked world
you make it take so long
oh boy!
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3. |
All Night Girls
03:06
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jesus christ she's a good friend of mine
she's got an eye that'll make the world blind— ah!
what an ominous sign
she keeps a gun hidden under her dress
just for fun—for humaness—ah!
it's a touch of divine
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4. |
Golden Fool
03:23
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when I get back from hollywood
the folks'll say: "son you done real good
but you try too hard, you golden fool
and life's not nice, no, not like school
'cuz the darkest dark before the dawn
will break your heart, will lead you on
and the sun won't rise, your day won't come
and I'm about to call it in."
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5. |
Heavy Weather
02:58
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heavy weather
rising tide
if i could turn back, I'd
try to keep us together
heavy weather
friends of mine
living the prime of our lives
we try to keep it together
all fours
i've been cryin on the floor
from set to sunrise
i've been running outside all night
with these tears in my eyes
a conversation we don't have to have twice
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6. |
The Wokey Pokey
03:34
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when I get home
Ima light me up an eighth
put a corndog in the oven
with mustard on my plate
turn the knob up on the telly
tell me who to blame
cuz i haven't got a penny
just my gat, gat, gat, gat, gat, gat, gat!
the world's on fire
they tell me buy a hose
miss america's a liar
she got nothing to disclose
you do the wokey pokey
and you do the whatabout
and that's about the time you
take the country back, back, back
BLACKOUT
when i get woke
ima light me up an eighth
put a smokebomb in the oven
pour some whiskey on the flame
turn the gas up on the genny
jimmy up some crank
cuz I haven't got a penny
just my gat gat gat and roadhog
the world's on fire
so buy yourself a gun
and take it easy
you take it on the run
you do the wokey pokey
and you get it turned around
and that's about the time
the ice is melting down
we're living underground
spam and ass kickin
let's kill another billionaire
and eat him like a chicken
i'm blacked out in the kitchen
what the fuck you smoky?
you do the wokey pokey
yeah you do the wokey pokey
watch em fall like dominoes
Geronimo — K.O.
watch em fall like dominoes
Geronimo — K.O.
when i go rogue
ima light me up an eighth
put a bullet in the ballot box
and rambo up the place
like moses to the pharoh
i drive out all the snakes
in my chevy gold camaro
and my rat a tat tat tat tat tat
honkies to my left
wonkies to my right
it really doesn't matter
when whitey's colorblind
you do the wokey pokey
put that rifle in your mouth
put your hand upon the bible
let it — pow! pow! pow! pow!
watch em fall like dominoes
Geronimo — K.O.
watch em fall like dominoes
Geronimo — K.O.
(Do the Wokey Pokey)
watch em fall like dominoes
Geronimo — K.O.
(Do the Wokey Pokey)
watch em fall like dominoes
Geronimo — k- k- K.O!!
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7. |
Billie Jean King
05:48
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billie jean king
don't drink and drive
she's walking home
clutching her keys
like finger-knives
all alone
billie jean king
don't drink and drive
but she's gotta get home
to keep the cat alive
one of these days
gonna be tonight
sandra day
in a macrame
is riding by
she say "LBJ
take me all the way—
he's such a guy!"
so gimme everything that love don't buy
gimme richard nixon on the fourth of july
one of these days gonna be tonight
billie jean king
don't drink and drive
but she's goin 99
on the 405
billie jean king
don't drink and drive
but she's got to get to heaven
before she dies
martin luther king
couldn't die for your sins
and old don john
won't make you great again
someone's got to lose
someone's got to win
billie jean
i'm coming for you
but she's got to get to heaven
she's gotta go home
billie jean
one of these days gonna be tonight
but she's got to get to heaven
billie jean king's
not my lover
she's just a woman
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8. |
Out After Dark
05:10
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is it strange?
to be strange
when you're out
in the park
out in the dark
having a lark
home on the range
is it strange?
to be strange
when you're out
on your own
and so alone
you're never at home
never in pain
dang!
i don't remember your name
but i've seen you before
i remember your face
and dang!
every word that you say
i'm feeling your aura
it's coming off sage
can you explain?
can you explain?
my lonesome pain
and dang!
i don't remember your name
but i've seen you before
remember your place
and i hope
when you open the door
you open your heart
you open it sure
can you explain?
can you explain?
my lonesome pain
i'm still searchin
cuz i'm still hurtin
i'm still searchin
cuz i'm still learnin
i'm still searchin
cuz i'm still hurtin
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Pancho Morris California
Pancho Morris is a musician and actor from Oakland CA.
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