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Tango

  • Tango (The Introduction)
  • St. James
  • Waltz in Amin
  • Water
  • Tango (Intermezzo)
  • This Little Light of Mine
  • Tango (Finale)
  • New Orleans Diddy

St. James

I went down to Saint James Infirmary
And I saw my baby lying there
She was stretched out
On a long white table
So cold so sweet so fair
Let her go Let her go
God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this wide world over
She’ll never find a man sweeter than me
When I die I want to be burried in my staight laced shoes
With a box back coat and a Stetson hat
Put a twenty dollar goldpiece on my watch chain
So my boys know I died standing pat
I went down to Saint James Infirmary
And I saw my baby lying there
She was stretched out
On a long white table
So cold so sweet so fair
Let her go
Let her go
God bless her
Wherever she may be
She can search this wide world over
She’ll never find a man sweeter than me

Waltz in Amin

No lyrics (Instrumental)

Water

Well you had to test that water
Just to find out just how far you could swim
But you didn’t get no further
Only ended up further sinking in
And now you cant go back
No you cant go back
Even if you wanted to you cant go back
Because you’re a new woman and he’s a new man
Yeah, you’re a new woman and he’s a new man
Yeah you’re a new woman and he’s a new man
Now they say she don’t look the same
Or walk the same or talk the same
They say she’s changed
And when it rains
Baby, you can hear him crying
Cus he tries so hard not to give up
But to live up to the man that he’s knows he can be
But ain’t no one around to see
Because you can’t go back
No you can’t go back
Even if you wanted to you can’t go back
Because you’re a new woman
And he’s a new man.
Yeah you’re a new woman and he’s a new man
Yeah, you’re a new woman and he’s a new man
Yeah you’re a new woman and he’s a new man

Tango (Intermezzo)

No lyrics (intsrumental)

The Little Light of Mine

This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
Let it shine let it shine let it shine
Hide it under a bushel no
I’m gonna let it shine
Hide it under a bushel no
I’m gonna let it shine
Hide it under a bushel no
I’m gonna let it shine
Let it shine let it shine let it shine
Don’t let satan blow it out
I’m gonna let it shine
Don’t let satan blow it out
I’m gonna let it shine
Don’t let satan blow it out
I’m gonna let it shine
Let it shine let it shine let it shine
Jesus love me this I know
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to him belong
They say that I am weak but
He’lll make me strong
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m gonna let it shine
Let it shine let it shine let it shine
let it shine let it shine let it shine
let it shine let it shine let it shine

Tango (Finale)

No lyrics (intstrumental)

Tango (The Introduction)

No lyrics (Instrumental)

New Orleans Diddy

No lyrics (Instrumental)

Agonizing Sad Beauties

  • Careless
  • TIckets
  • Betsy
  • The Hot Damn Opus
  • Sunday Morning
  • Ride

Betsy

Aww Betsy
You were so happy
When we were drunk
Smelling like skunks
Skipping down the street
Shoes were falling off your feet
You were holding my hand
And I never wanted
To let you go
Aww Betsy
You told me your secret last night
Said it was hard for you to hide
Then you started to cry
And you told me you loved me.
You pushed me up against the glass
Of the Nicholby’s thrift shop
Which use to be an antique store
And before that again,
It was another thrift shop
And you smiled a smile
That you dont hand out too often
You kissed me
Up against that glass
And it must of lasted
Until four in the morning
You said your good nights
Sobered up
And forgot everything
By morning.
Aww Betsy,
You were so happy
When we were drunk
Smelling like skunks
Skipping down the street
Shoes were falling off your feet
You were holding my hand
And I never wanted
To let you go

The Hot Damn Opus

Get up
Get out of bed
Get up
That’s what she said
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up
Get up

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sunday Morning

Sunday morning
and my
My heads so low
gotta keep moving baby
gotta keep on
yeah you gotta keep on moving on
Sunday morning
and I
I can’t remember when a Sunday ever moved so slow
gotta keep moving baby
gotta keep on
Yeah you gotta keep on moving
with that devil downstairs
with his evil smile
looking up at me
telling me to stay a while
and I’m tripping
and I’m slipping
but you gotta keep on
yeah you gotta keep on moving on
Now that devil downstairs
He gots a hold on the soles of my feet
come on people
come and watch me dance to one more damn beat
all I want to do is keep on living
giving and delivering
some fine ass songs to you
but as for me,
you know I’m just a little puppet
I got a hand up my ass
and I’m thinking nothing of it
but you know someday
I’m gonna go far
me myself and I
playing my guitar
and singing
Sunday morning
and my
oh my heads so low
you gotta keep moving baby
yeah you gotta keep on
yeah you gotta keep on moving
Sunday morning
and I
I can’t remember when a Sunday ever moved so slow
gotta keep moving baby
yeah you gotta keep on
oh you gotta keep on moving
with that devil downstairs
with his evil smile
looking up at me
telling me to stay a while
and I’m tripping
and I’m slipping
but you gotta keep on
yeah you gotta keep on moving on
I’ve been losing my mind
to drugs and their kind
but I like them too much to go back
Honey I’ve been smoking the pot
and I’ve been drinking alot
Now I feel like I’m under attack
I’m weak in my knees
oh baby please
wont you get me away from that stuff
you know it’s easy to think
that in one little blink
I ain’t right back taking a puff
and I’m smoking on
Sunday morning
and my
my heads so low
you gotta keep moving baby
yeah you gotta keep on
yeah gotta keep on moving
Sunday morning
and I
I can’t remember when a Sunday ever moved so slow
you gotta keep moving baby
yeah you gotta keep on
oh you gotta keep on moving
with that devil downstairs
with his evil smile
looking up at me
telling me to stay a while
and I’m tripping
and I’m slipping
but you gotta keep on
gotta keep on moving on

Ride

Yeah well
You’ll see
It’s true
I’m a lot
I’m a lot like you
But with a whole lot of me
Still inside
You wanna go for a ride
You wanna go for a drive
You wanna get the hell out of here
And disappear
For a while
You want to hide and seek
At the same time
Go looking for something
But you’re not sure
If there’s anything out there
For you to find
And you want a new name
And a clean slate
And a fresh plate
And brand new friends and
You wanna go
Go for a ride
You wanna go for a drive
You wanna get the hell out of here
And disappear
For a while
You wanna go
Go for a ride
You wanna go for a drive
You wanna get the hell out of here
And disappear
For a while

Careless

I can,
I could say I’m sorry
but I don’t think it would do me no good
I could blame it on society
Or my bad childhood
I could deny
Every little thing
Every thing you thought was right
Maybe I could be your darkness
Or maybe I could be your light
Just tell me
How do you expect me
To care about you,
When I don’t even wish you well?
How do you expect me to give a damn
When I don’t even care about myself
Trust don’t come cheap
It’s something you gotta earn
I’m tired of putting myself
In situations where
I’m the only who gets burned
I’m fed up with of all your lies and deceit
So go on and take your wins
I’m gonna take me defeats
But before you go
Just leave the bottle with me
And tell me
How do you expect me to care about you,
When I don’t even wish you well?
How do you expect me to give a damn,
When I don’t care about myself?
You don’t think I know that you talk about me
Thinking that I popped my top
Flipped my lid
Went insane
And I’ve gone a little bit crazy
Well come on
And get close.
Come on and show me what you got,
But you better make it good,
Cus you only got yourself one good shot.
So go on and take my hand
I’ll make your whispers come to life.
Yeah, I’ll to take you to that place,
Where no one hears me crying
How do you expect me to care about you,
When I don’t even wish you well?
How you expect me to give a damn
When I don’t even care about myself?

Careless

I can,
I could say I’m sorry
but I don’t think it would do me no good
I could blame it on society
Or my bad childhood
I could deny
Every little thing
Every thing you thought was right
Maybe I could be your darkness
Or maybe I could be your light
Just tell me
How do you expect me
To care about you,
When I don’t even wish you well?
How do you expect me to give a damn
When I don’t even care about myself
Trust don’t come cheap
It’s something you gotta earn
I’m tired of putting myself
In situations where
I’m the only who gets burned
I’m fed up with of all your lies and deceit
So go on and take your wins
I’m gonna take me defeats
But before you go
Just leave the bottle with me
And tell me
How do you expect me to care about you,
When I don’t even wish you well?
How do you expect me to give a damn,
When I don’t care about myself?
You don’t think I know that you talk about me
Thinking that I popped my top
Flipped my lid

Went insane
And I’ve gone a little bit crazy
Well come on
And get close.
Come on and show me what you got,
But you better make it good,
Cus you only got yourself one good shot.
So go on and take my hand
I’ll make your whispers come to life.
Yeah, I’ll to take you to that place,
Where no one hears me crying
How do you expect me to care about you,
When I don’t even wish you well?
How you expect me to give a damn
When I don’t even care about myself?

TIckets

Can I get two front tickets
To the end of the world
I’ve been thinking
That I’d really like to take this girl
She overheard that the show
Is gonna be great.
Now she says
Aliens and martians
Or maybe just a meteor
Nuclear weapons.
Couldn’t be no easier
And all they’d have to do
Is hit the button that’s red,
And 1, 2, 3
And we’ll all be dead
Didn’t you get the brochure
Didn’t you know it was on it’s way
Now why weren’t you prepared
To kiss your ass good bye today
Give your wife a hug
And give your kids a kiss.
Who you gonna miss most Mister
Maybe your mistress
Ain’t it just a bitch
We’re going out like that
Didn’t you get the brochure
Didn’t you know it was on it’s way
Now why weren’t you prepared
To kiss your ass good bye today
Give your wife a hug
And give your kids a kiss.
Who you gonna miss most Mister
Maybe your mistress
Ain’t it just a bitch
We’re going out like that

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