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Jack Ruby

There's no method in my madness, no craft, no guile
No expertise, no self assuring smile
No wizardry or witchcraft, no crass deceit
No dark conspiracies, I stand on my own two feet
I'm coming through just like Jack Ruby

I ragged around the edges but I got control
There's no way around it and I got control
I reach out for my program, still got control
Straight down to business, who needs control
I've got panache just like Jack Ruby

I don't beg forgiveness, I don't beg at all
But I beg to differ cos I got the ball
There was no invitation, you're not my type
And what's gone, it ain't worth having, kiss it all goodbye
Right on the money just like Jack Ruby

 

Junkyard Blues

Broken down relations, beaten up guitars
Making one last appearance in a heap of old cars
Brambles and weeds flourishing amongst
Lines of empty bottles and rambling drunks

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

One of a dozen covered with stains
Blistered and stinking was all that remained
Cannibalised machines, mysterious bones
Unwanted contents of anonymous homes

Thos junkyard blues sound familiar
Take me back
Always remind me of home

Mangy old dog scratching in the dust
Burned out Mercedes surrendering to rust
All this stuff was good for something
But here it is now, good for nothing

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

 

Kentucky Woman

Kentucky Woman she shines in her own kind light
She looks at you once in a day
And what's wrong and what's right
And I love her, God knows I love her

Kentucky Woman
She gets to know you
She gets to hold you
Kentucky Woman

She has the kind of turn at the drop of a game
Well all the things she does they turn you on just the same
And I love her, God knows I love her

Kentucky Woman
She gets to know you
She gets to hold you
Kentucky Woman

I don't want much
The Good Lord's there beneath the feat
A gentle touch
I've had one girl and life its sweet and good
There ain't no doubt, talking about

Kentucky Woman
She gets to know you
She gets to hold you
Kentucky Woman

Kentucky Woman she shines in her own kind light
She looks at you once in a day
And what's wrong and what's right
And I love her, yes I do, I love her

Kentucky Woman
She gets to know you
She gets to hold you
Kentucky Woman
Kentucky Woman
Kentucky Woman
Kentucky Woman

 

King of Dreams

It doesn't matter if I'm right or wrong
It really doesn't mean a thing
It doesn't matter if you like my song
As long as you can hear me sing
'Cause I'm the thorn in every little girl's rose
You know I cut but never bleed
A shadow in the night, pure delight
I can satisfy your every need

I'm a real smooth dancer, I'm fantasy man
Master of illusion, magic touch in my hand
All the stages are empty when I steal the scenes
A beggar of love, second hand hero...King of Dreams

Don't make a difference what you got
It doesn't matter what you lose
Don't make a difference if you like it or not
Baby I'm gonna change your attitude
'Cause all around me there is mystery and wonder
Now can't you see it in my eyes
I'll crack the sky, make you feel the thunder
You'll never see through my disguise

I'm a real smooth dancer, I'm fantasy man
Master of illusion, with my sleight of hand
All the stages are empty when I steal the scenes
A beggar for love, second hand hero... King of Dreams

All around, all around
Emotional squeeze through again and again
I know how to please you, your mind is on the bend
Can't you feel the power, surrender in my arms
Beyond the witching hour we're travelling on and on

I'm a real smooth dancer, I'm fantasy man
Master of illusion, magic touch in my hand
The stages are empty when I steal the scenes
A beggar of love, second hand hero... King of Dreams

I'm a real smooth dancer, fantasy man
Master of illusion, sleight of hand
The stages are empty when I steal the scenes
A beggar for love... King of Dreams

 

Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye

I threw a rock in the lake and it sank to the bottom
The waves spread out but the rock got forgotten

The ripples came back as we all feared
Looking for the rock but the hole disappeared

It's somewhere in the middle, some way down
The last guy that went looking almost certainly drowned

He ran out of time
He can kiss tomorrow goodbye

Yes, I piss in the water and burn down the trees
Watch as the creatures fall to their kness

They ain't got a clue as disaster looms
Too busy choking on toxic fumes

They got no hope and there's no point running
No matter what they do, I keep on coming, yes I do

They ran out of time
They can kiss tomorrow goodbye

Put it out of your mind
Kiss tomorrow goodbye

I did a bad thing, I did a bad thing
I did a bad thing, did a bad thing

Did a bad thing, I did a bad thing
I was so bad, oh so bad

Well, hallelujah and holy mackerel
All we got left is a thief and a jackal

The writing is big and it's there on the wall
How the migty empires fall

There's nothing to fix, it's much too late
Sit down and prepare to meet your fate

You have run out of time
You can kiss tomorrow goodbye

Put it out of your mind
kiss tomorrow goodbye

 

Knocking at Your Back Door

Sweet Lucy was a dancer
But none of us would chance her
Because she was a Samurai
She made electric shadows
Beyond our fingertips
And none of us could reach that high
She came on like a teaser
I had to touch and please her
Enjoy a little paradise
The log was in my pocket
When Lucy met the Rockett
And she never knew the reason why

I can't deny it
With that smile on her face
It's not the kill
It's the thrill of the chase

Feel it coming
It's knocking at the door
You know it's no good running
It's not against the law
The point of no return
And now you know the score
And now you're learning
What's knockin' at your back door

Sweet Nancy was so fancy
To get into her pantry
Had to be the aristocracy
The members that she toyed with
At her city club
Were something in diplomacy
So we put her on the hit list
Of a common cunning linguist
A master of many tongues
And now she eases gently
From her Austin to her Bentley
Suddenly she feels so young

 

Lady Double Dealer

Get outta my way
I'm gettin' tired of you
There ain't no chance
Doin' what you wanna do
I've been down down down down down
Got to get my feet back on the ground

Lady double dealer
Get outta my way
Lady double dealer
You got nothing to say

I ain't satisfied
Dealin' with second hand goods
You wanted somethin' for nothin'
Taking everything you could
You been 'round--I got the news
But you ain't waitin' 'round for me to lose

Lady double dealer
Get outta my way
Lady double dealer
You got nothing to say
I gave love to you
Did what you wanted me to
But all you did was bring me down
So I just had to try
Try to reason why
You took advantage of my love

Two timin' woman
Tryin' to take me for a ride
You're a hard lover honey
But you sure don't keep me satisfied
I wanna be there
To try to make you see
There ain't no woman gonna make a fool outta me

 

Lady Luck

She was a juke-box dancer
A blue eyed gypsy queen
She always had an answer
For what she'd done
And where she'd been
A feathercane Lady Midnight
For all around to see
She spoke with words of wisdom
And this is what she said to me

Lady luck
C'mon give me what I want
Pull me up
Lady luck
If I see you again
I will call you my friend

I have always been a sinner
But then the lady came along
She stole my heart and turned me 'round
'Till I didn't know right from wrong
She whispered words of kindness
I'd never ever heard before
Golden words and silver tongue
Till I really couldn't take no more

Lady luck
C'mon give me what I want
Pull me up
Lady luck
If I see you again
I will call you my friend
C'mon shake me

 

Lalena

"Donovan's song done how we thought Donovan might like to have
Heard it. The only double tracking on this cut is the guitar
Passage at the end. The slightly "jazzy" feel to the organ is a
Bow in the direction of Donovan's Mellow Yellow days."

When the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head
That's your lot and life Lalena
Can't blame ya, oh Lalena

Ha te ta, la de da
Can your heart get much sadder
That's your lot and life Lalena
Can't blame ya, oh Lalena

Run your hands through your hair
Paint your face with this pen
That's your lot and life Lalena
Can't blame ya, oh Lalena

When the sun goes to bed
That's the time you raise your head
That's your lot and life Lalena
Can't blame ya, oh Lalena

Ha te ta, la de da
Can your heart get much sadder
That's your lot and life Lalena
I can't blame ya, oh Lalena

Lalena, I can't blame ya Lalena

 

Lazy

You're lazy just stay in bed
You're lazy just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread

If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
If you're drowning you don't clutch no straw
You don't want to live you don't want to cry no more

Well my trying ain't done no good
I said my trying ain't done no good
You don't make no effort no not like you should

Lazy you just stay in bed
Lazy you just stay in bed
You don't want no money
You don't want no bread

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