(Walter Donaldson/Edgar Leslie) When you hear sweet syncopation And the music softly moans T'ain't no sin to take off your skin And dance around in
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(Tom Waits/William Burroughs) Now, George was a good straight boy to begin with, but there was bad blood In him; someway he got into the magic bullets
(Tom Waits/William Burroughs) The flash pan hunter sways with the wind His rifle is the sound of the morning Each sulfurous bullet way have it's own
Come on people Got to get on board Train is leavin' And there's room for one more God, don't listen to the devil He got ways to move you This train don
I'll shoot the moon Right out of the sky For you baby I'll be the pennies On your eyes For you baby I want to take you Out to the fair Here's a red
There is a light in the forest There is a face in the tree I'll pull you out of the chorus And the first one's always free You can never go hunting
The prettiest girl In all the world Is in a little Spanish town But I left her for a Bonnie lass And I told her I'd see her around But that Bonnie lass
Ladies and gentlemen Harry's Harbour Bizarre is proud to present Under the Big Top tonight Human Oddities That's right You'll see the Three Headed Baby
slaughter them all November has tied me To an old dead tree Get word to April To rescue me November's cold chain Made of wet boots and rain And shiny black
Oily night
(Tom Waits/William Burroughs) That's the way the stomach rumbles That's the way the bee bumbles That's the way the needle pricks That's the way the
I fell asleep down by the stream And there I had the strangest dream And down by Brennan's Glenn there grows A briar and a rose There's a tree in the