In die fleischliche Hohle einer sonnenlosen Welten Hier tanzen die Verwachsenen mit den Senilen Die Kranken und Entehrten sollten ewig sterben. Ich war in Terra Nola
(Spoken) I never saw nothing like that before in my life I hope I never see it again There were all these people Oh just waiting there THere were all
Love oh love careless love Love oh love careless love Love oh love oh careless love See what careless love has done Once I wore my apron low [3x] I
Hey pretty mama I'm gonna do dat thing Hey pretty mama Show me how to to dat thing Show me how to do dat thing It be's the way sometime (Spoken) Seems
[Chorus:] Elijah Rock shout shout Elijah Rock comin' up Lord Elijah Rock shout shout Elijah Rock comin' up Lord Satan is a liar and a conjure too If
Hello, Dolly, well, hello, Dolly. It's so nice to have you back where you belong. You're looking swell, Dolly, We can tell, Dolly, You're still glowin
Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh. Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh. Son of a gun, we'll have
Lazy bones Sleeping, sleeping in a noon day sun Tell me, how you spect to get your days work done Days work done You'll never get your days work done
Let them talk if they want to Talk don't bother me I want the whole wide world to know That I love you so Let them whisper For they know not what's
Oh my Nola Same old song and dance Don't let her catch you with a care She won't let you down If you give yourself a chance Oh won't you let me take
Well I'm the sheik of Araby Your love belongs to me Well at night where you're asleep Into your tent I'll creep Aha The stars that shine above Will
Someday You'll want me like I want you But I'll be gone With somebody new Someday You will cry the way I did You'll hang your head But tears can't be
Something you got Makes me work all day Something you got Makes me bring home all my pay Something you got Say you ought to know now Whoa, whoa, my,
Never mind the standards The staples, the symbols Never mind statistics That say how we behave Never find the treasure You take it, you keep it Well
On one summer's day, The Sun was shinin' fine, The lady love of old Bill Bailey Was hangin' clothes on the line In her back yard, And weepin' hard.
Workin' in a coalmine goin' down down down Workin' in a coalmine whew about to slip down Workin' in a coalmine goin' down down down Workin' in a coalmine
Now is the time Now is the time for all good men To get together with one another Iron out our problems And iron out our quarrels And try to live as
[NOLA] NOLA! [Hook] I feel myself sometimes trapped in my own world I feel myself sometimes trapped as a little girl I feel myself sometimes knowing
