The Living End
(CORWOOD 0756)Niagra Blues
Sometimes go to Niagra
Sometimes go to the grave
Crazy ’bout your dreamer
Crazy ’bout your dark night
You think you’re a cripple too oh
Cripple me a cripple ohh
I think a black one’s got you now
Think it’s out of sight
Guess a moving picture’s nice
Sitting here I saw it thrice
Move around you shaking night
Ahh you got me in a living fright
Don’t wanna touch a sister now
Don’t wanna talk a man now
Just give me a little place here
Ahh the night is coming now I fear
Come by in a minute then
Been saying that since don’t know when
Phantom dream wants me to give
I have you forever now
Janitor’s Dead
Think you want a lemon punch
Think you want a bunch of grass
Do you like the early night
Or is it the sunrise sight
Is your female here tonight
Has she gone a Lincoln straight
She fell prey to me today
Stabbed a tumor in her heart
Been away the live long night
Ahh gone and seen another fright
You keep the people on the stage
Eat a diamond in this age
Fascinate the next step
But a but a but do fine
Drink a drink a drink today
Radio I heard it say
Can you a’ see me
Would you like a master key
Window’s broken overhead
They told me janitor’s dead
Slinky Parade
Jesus Christ
Randolph Scott
Bob Dylan and his mother Dusty Springfield
Came walkin’ down the road one day
Marched a slinky parade into my eyes
Fast a picture lit a match
You’re mine forever
Great a bird flew home today
You took him in your wings and said
Better fly on silver dollars
Silver heels and rocket ships
Clean I tied my shoes and ran
Into a forest silver span
A needle dropped into the hay
I pulled a fathom from the sea
Rode away so fortune free
Punched a finger in the slot
Ahh gimme mine I’ll take it now
Free of me a Christian ran
Fleein’ past the foggy sand
Oh free of me a Christian ran
Fleein’ past the foggy sand
The Living End
The living end
Well alright but you don’t know
What you been workin’ for
Maybe I got a clue
I been workin’ for you
You got big blue eyes
And your face is white
Ahh I kept you by my side
Baby where’d you go
Well all right
But you don’t know
Oh, what you been working for
License to Kill
Who’s got a license to kill
Tell me who’s got a license to kill
Tell you I got a license to kill
I got a license to kill myself
Wanna die wanna die die die
Wanna live want a’ have someone there
Oh baby you can make me live
Yes and you can make me die
I wanna live
Talk That Talk
When you talk that talk ha
When you say we’re through
I know all I gotta do
Is not listen to you
And in another day
You’ll be loving my way
So when you talk that talk
I know all I got to do
Is not listen to you
And in another day
You’ll be loving my way
Bringing all that sweet love yeah
All that sweet love
Ahh sweet love
Cause you’re my only lover
And I’m your only man
Now you know
And darling I told you a hundred ways
I give you what you want
And knowin’ you
Who else you gonna get for that
Ahh so when you talk that talk
I know all I gotta do
Is not listen to you
Start The Band
Instrumental
Girl From America
Instrumental
Embrace the World Outside
Embrace the world outside
Go on and chase the fears you hide
A tree is not your friend
Your eyes are open
Once again
Once again the light has come
The light has come
A hush
In A Hush
Instrumental
Take Me Away With You
I’m breakin’ my life in two
I’m breakin’ my life for you
Dancin’ in circles
I’m comin’ on through
Fly away fly away
Take me take me away with you
I’m fallin’ in clouds of misty blue
I’m comin’ downstairs I’m fallin’ nowhere
Please help me through
The circles of mystery fallin’ all around me
Fallin’ all around me
I can feel them I can touch them I can see
Oh I can see the mystery
Oh and if you see me walkin’ down the street
Don’t sigh at me don’t sigh don’t sigh at me
Just let me be
Tired of playin’ all those dark games
Playin’ playin’ playin’
Sayin’ what’s not meant to be for me
Flesh and bone
Oh the mystery
Crazy
Ohh Give me a chance at what you have
Give me a chance to
Give me a chance at what you have to offer
I’m comin’ on through
I’m tastin’ the blue
I’m tastin’ the green
I’m tastin’ the
Come on through
You’re mine you’re mine you’re
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