There's a place for us Somewhere a place for us Peace and quiet and
open air Wait for us Somewhere There's a time for us Someday a time
for us Time together with time to spare Time to learn Time to
care Someday, somewhere We'll find a new way of living We'll find a way
of forgiving Somewhere There's a place for us A time and a place for
us Hold my hand and we're half way there Hold my hand And I'll take you
there Somehow Someday, somewhere
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She wore red shoes by the drugstore as the rain splashed the
nickel spilled like chablis along the midway theres a little bluejay in
a red dress, on a sad night
one straw in a rootbeer a compact with a
cracked mirror and a bottle of evening in paris perfume
he told her to
wait in by the magazines he had to take care of some buisness it
seems bring a raincoat and a suitcase and your dark eyes and wear those
red shoes
theres a dark huddle at the bus stop umbrellas arranged in a
sad bouquet li'l cesaer got caught he was going down to second he was
cooled changing stations on the chamber to steal a diamond from a
jewelry store for his baby he loved the way she looked in those red
shoes
she waited by the drugstore cesaer had never been this late
before and the dogs bayed the moon and rattled their chains and the
cold jingle of taps in a puddle was the burglar alarm snitchin on
ceasar
now the rain washes memories from the sidewalks and the hounds
splash down the nickel full of soldiers and santa claus is drunk in the
ski room and it's christmas eve in a sad cafe when the moon gets this
way there's a little blue jay by the newstand wearing red
shoes
so meet me tonight by the drugstore we're goin out
tonight wear your red shoes
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hey charlie i'm pregnant and living on the 9th street right above a dirty
bookstore off euclid
avenue and i stopped takin dope and i quit drinkin whiskey and my
old man plays the trombone and works out at the track
and he says that
he loves me even though its not his baby and he says that he'll raise him
up like he would his own son and he gave me a ring that was worn by his
mother and he takes me out dancin every saturday night.
and hey
charlie i think about you everytime i pass a fillin station om account of
all the grease you used to wear in your hair and i still have that
record of little anthony & the imperials but someone stole my record
player now how do you like that?
hey charlie i almost went
crazy after mario got busted so i went back to omaha to live with my
folks but everyone i used to know was either dead or in prison so i
came back to minneapolis this time i think i'm gonna stay.
hey charlie
i think i'm happy for the first time since my accident and i wish i had
all the money that we used to spend on dope i'd buy me a used car
lot and i wouldn't sell any of em i'd just drive a different car every
day, dependin on how i feel
hey charlie for chrissakes do you want
to know the truth of it? i don't have a husband he don't play the
trombone and i need to borrow money to pay this lawyer and charlie,
hey i'll be eligible for parole come valentines day
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romeo is bleeding but not so as you'd notice he's over on 18th street as
usual looking so hatd against the hood of his car ans putting out a
cigarette in his hand and for all the pachucos at the pumps at romeros
paint and body they all seein how far they can spit well it was just
another night but now they're huddled in the brake lights of a 58
belair and listenin how romeo killed a sherif with his knife
and they
all jump when they hear the sirens but romeo just laughs and says all the
racket in the world ain't never gonna save that coppers ass he'll never
see another summertime for gunnin down my brother and leavin him like a
dog beneath a car without his knife
and romeo says hey man gimme a
cigatette and they all reach for their pack and frankie lights it for him
and pats him on the back and throws a bottle at a milk truck and as it
breaks he grabs his nuts and they all know they could ve just like
romeo if they only had the guts
but romeo is bleeding but nobody can
tell amd he sings along with the radio with a bullet in his chest and
he combs back his fenders and they all agree its clear that everything is
cool now that romeos here but romeo is bleeding and he winches now and
then and he leans against the car door and feels the blood in his
shoes and someones crying in the phone booth at the 5 points by the
store romeo starts his engine and wipes the blood of the door and he
brodys through the signal with the radio full blast leavin the boys there
hikin up their chinos and they all try to stand like romeo beneath the
moon cut like a sickle and they're talkin now in spanish about their
hero
but romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket and he
climbs to the balcony at the movies and he'll die without a whimper like
every heros dream just an angel with a bullet and cagney in the
screen
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little black girl in a red dress on a hot night with a broken
shoe little black girl you shoulda never left home theres probly someone
thats still waitin up for you its cold back in chicago but in los angeles
its worse when all you got is $29.00 and an alligator purse
i see
already that vulture in the fleetwood with the shartruse hood can see
you're trying to get your bearings and you say hey which ways the main
stem and where ever you say you're from he'll say he grew up there
himself and he'll comeon and make you feel like you grew up right next
door to him and you say take a left on central and he throws it in
reverse cause you only got $29.00 and an alligator purse
and he'll
come on like a gentleman and you'll be a little shy you say your ex old
man was a sax player he'll say baby i used to play bass for sly and you
say you like his cadillac, say honey i got 2 or 3 he'll say sweetheart
you're sure fortunate that you ran into me when you've done a dime in the
joint you figure nothin could be worse and you got $29.00 in an alligator
purse
well he got pharoh on the 8 track you start smokin a little
boo you thinkin gettin out of chicago was the best thing ever happened to
you but he ain't no good samaritan he'll make sure he's reimbursed lot
more than $29.00 and an alligator purse
now when the streets get hungry,
baby you can almost hear them growl someone's setting a place for
you when the dogs begin to howl
well the streets are dead they
creep up and ??? but it was left on the pole they make... suckers always make
mistakes when they're far away from home Chicken in a pot Whoever gets
their first Gonna get himself 29.00 and an alligator purse
now the
sirens just an epilog the cops always get there too late they always stop
for coffee on the way to the scene of the crime they always try so hard to
look like movie stars they couldnt catch a cold you only wasting your
dime and she's lucky to be alive the doctor whispered to the nurse she
only lost a 1/2 pint of blood $29.00 and an alligator purse
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put a dead cat on the railroad tracks when the wolf bains blooming by the
tressel and get the eyeball of a rooster and the stones from a
ditch and wash em down with bilge water and you say you'll never
snitch take the buttons from a yellow jacket the feafrom a buzzard and
thr blood from a bounty hunters cold black heart catch the tears of a
widow in a thimble made of glass tell your mama and papa they can kick
your ass poison all the water in the wishin well and hang all them
scarecrows from a sycamore tree burn down all those honeymoons put em in a
pillow case and wait next to the switch blades at the amusement park for
me strangle all the christmas carols scratch out all your prayers tie
em up with barbed wire and push them down the stairs and i'll whittle you
a pistol for keeping nightmares of the blinds those sunabitches always
seem to sneake up from behind syphon all the gas from your daddys pickup
truck fill up johnnys t bird i got a couple of bucks put a little
perfume and ribbon in your hair careful that you don't wake up the
hounds tear a bolt of lightning of the side of the sky and throw it in
the cedar chest if you want to tell me why bring the gear shift knob from
a 49 merc and lay down here beside me let me hold you in the dirt and
you'll tremble as the flames tear the throat out of the night sink your
teeth into my shoulder dig your nails into my back tell that little girl
to let go of my sleeve you'll be a woman when i catch you as you fall in
love with me then with my double barrel shotgun and a whole box of
shells we'll celebrate the 4 of july we'll do 100 mph spendin someone
elses dough and we'll drive all the way to reno on the wrong side of the
road
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well i come in on a night train with an arm full of box cars on the
wings of a magpie cross a hooligan night and i busted up a
chifforobe way out by the cocomo cooked up a mess a mulligan and got
into a fight
CHORUS: whistlin past the graveyard steppin on a
crack i'm a mean motherhubbard papa one eyed jack
you propably seen
me sleepin out by the railroad tracks go on and ask the prince of
darkness what about all thet smoke come from the stack sometimes i kill
myself a jacket suck out all the blood steal myself a
stationwagon drivin through the mud
CHORUS
i know you seen my
headlights and the honkin of my horn i'm callin out my
bloodhounds chase the devil through the corn last night i chugged the
mississippi now that suckers dry as a bone born in a taxi cab i'm never
comin home
CHORUS
my eyes have seen the glory of the draining
of the ditch i only come to baton rouge to find myself a witch i'm-ona
snatch me up a couple of em every time it rains you see a
locomotive probably thinkin its a train
CHORUS
what you think
is the sunshine is just a twinkle in my eye that ring around my
fingers just the 4th of july when i get a little bit lonesome and a
tear falls from my cheek theres gonna be an ocean in the middle of the
week
CHORUS
i rode into town on a night train with an arm full
of box cars on the wings of a magpie cross a hooligan night i'm-ona
tear me off a rainbow and wear it for a tie i never told the truth so i
can never tell a lie
CHORUS
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eddie graces buick got 4 bullet holes in the side charlie delisle sittin
at the top of an avocado tree mrs stormll stab you with a steak knife if you
step on her lawn i got a half pack of lucky strikes man come along with me lets
fill our pockets with macadamia nuts then go over to bobby goodmansons and jump
off the roof hilda plays strip poker and her mamas across the street joey
navinski says she put her tongue in his mouth dicky faulkners got a switchblade
and some gooseneck risers that eucalyptus is a hunchback theres a wind up from
the south let me tie you up with kite string and i'll show you the scabs on my
knee watch out for the broken glass, put your shoes and socks on and come along
with me lets follow that fire track i think your house is burnin down the
go down to the hobo jungle and kill some rattle snakes with a trowel we'll
break all the windows in the old anderson place and steal a bunch of
boysenberrys and smear em on our face i'll get a dollar from my mamas
purse and buy that skull and crossbones ring and you can wear it around
your neck on an old piece of string
then we'll spit on ronnie
arnold and flip him the bird and slash the tires on the school bus now
don't say a word i'll take a rusty nail and scratch your initials on my
arm and i'll show you how to sneak up on the roof of the
drugstore
take the spokes from your wheelchair and a magpies
wings and tie em to your shoulders and your feet i'll steal a hacksaw from
my dad and cut the braces off your legs and we'll bury them tonight in the
cornfield
put a church keey in your pocket we'll hop that freight
train in the hall and we'll slide down the drain all the way to new
orleans in the fall
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it's raining it's pouring and you didn't bring a sweater nebraska will
never let you come back home and on hollywood and wine by the thrifty mart
sign any night i'll be willin to bet there's a young girl with sweet
little wishes and pretty blue dreams standin there and gettin all
wet
now there's a place off the drag called the gilbert
hotel there's a couple letters burned out in the sign and it's better than
a bus stop and they do good buisness every time it rains for sweet
little girls with nothing in their jeans but sweet little wishes and
pretty blue dreams
now it's raining it's pouring the old mam is
snoring now i lay me down to sleep i hear the sirens in the street all
the dreams are made of chrome i have no way to get back home i'd rather
die before i wake like marilyn monroe and throw my jeans out in the
street and the rain will make 'em grow
now the night clerk he got a club
foot and he's heard every hard luck story at least a hundred times or
more he says check out time is 10 am and that's just what he means and
you go up the stairs with sweet little wishes and pretty blue
dreams
now it's raining it's pouring and hollywods just
fine swindle a little out of her dreams put a letter in the sign never
trust a scarecrow wearin' shades after dark be careful of that old bow tie
he wears it takes a sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun to put
those scarlet ribbons in your hair no that ain't no cherry bomb 4th of
july's all done just some fool playin' that second line from the barrel of
a pretty blue gun
no that ain't no cherry bomb 4th of july's all
done just some fool playin' that second line from the barrel of a pretty
blue gun
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She sends me blue valentines All the way from Philadelphia To mark the
anniversary Of someone that I used to be And it feels just like
theres A warrant out for my arrest Got me checkin in my rearview
mirror And I'm always on the run Thats why I changed my name And I
didn't think you'd ever find me here
To send me blue valentines Like
half forgotten dreams Like a pebble in my shoe As I walk these
streets And the ghost of your memory Is the thistle in the kiss And the
burgler that can break a roses neck It's the tatooed broken promise That I
hide beneath my sleeve And I see you every time I turn my back
She
sends me blue valentines Though I try to remain at large They're insisting
that our love Must have a eulogy Why do I save all of this madness In
the nightstand drawer There to haunt upon my shoulders Baby I know I'd
be luckier to walk around everywhere I go With a blind and broken
heart That sleeps beneath my lapel
She sends me my blue
valentines To remind me of my cardinal sin I can never wash the
guilt Or get these bloodstains off my hands And it takes a lot of
whiskey To take this nightmares go away And I cut my bleedin heart out
every nite And I die a little more on each St. Valentines day Remember
that I promised I would Write you... These blue valentines blue
valentines blue valentines
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