miércoles, 14 de octubre de 2009

Alexis Korner - I'M Tore Down (1968)


From the album A New Generation Of Blues in 1968



Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.

I went to the river to jump in.
My baby showed up and said, I will tell you when.

Well, Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.

I love you babe with all my heart and soul;
Love like mine will never grow old.
Love you in the morning and in the evening too.
Every time you leave me I get mad with you.

Chorus

I love you baby with all my might;
Love like mine is out of sight.
Ill lie for you if you want me to.
I really dont believe that your love is true.

Chorus

Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, Im tore down, Im almost level with the ground.
Well, I feel like this when my baby cant be found.

Herbie Hancock - Watermelon Man (1994)


From the album Cantaloupe Island in 1994



[Instrumental]

lunes, 12 de octubre de 2009

The Kinks- Sunny Afternoon (1966)


From the album Face to Face in 1966



The tax mans taken all my dough,
And left me in my stately home,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
And I cant sail my yacht,
Hes taken everything Ive got,
All Ive gots this sunny afternoon.

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

My girlfriends run off with my car,
And gone back to her ma and pa,
Telling tales of drunkenness and cruelty.
Now Im sitting here,
Sipping at my ice cold beer,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.

Help me, help me, help me sail away,
Well give me two good reasons why I oughta stay.
cause I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

Ah, save me, save me, save me from this squeeze.
I got a big fat mama trying to break me.
And I love to live so pleasantly,
Live this life of luxury,
Lazing on a sunny afternoon.
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime

Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel - Make Me Smile (Come Up and See Me) (1975)


From the album The Best Years of Our Lives in 1975



You've done it all, you've broken every code
And pulled the rebel to the floor
You spoilt the game, no matter what you say
For only metal - what a bore!
Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies?

Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild

There's nothing left, all gone and run away
Maybe you'll tarry for a while
It's just a test, a game for us to play
Win or lose, it's hard to smile
Resist, resist, it's from yourself you have to hide

Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild

There ain't no more, you've taken everything
From my believe in Mother Earth
How can you ignore my faith in everything
When I know what Faith is and what it's worth
Away, away, and don't say maybe you'll try

Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, run on wild

Etta James - I'd Rather Go Blind (1969)


From the album Tell Mama in 1968



Something told me it was over
When I saw you and her talkin'
Something deep down in my soul said, 'Cry, girl'
When I saw you and that girl walkin' around

Whoo, I would rather, I would rather go blind, boy
Then to see you walk away from me, child, no

Whoo, so you see, I love you so much
That I don't wanna watch you leave me, baby
Most of all, I just don't, I just don't wanna be free, no

Whoo, whoo, I was just, I was just, I was just
Sittin here thinkin', of your kiss and your warm embrace, yeah
When the reflection in the glass that I held to my lips now, baby
Revealed the tears that was on my face, yeah

Whoo and baby, baby, I'd rather, I'd rather be blind, boy
Then to see you walk away, see you walk away from me, yeah
Whoo, baby, baby, baby, I'd rather be blind...

The Cramps - Surfing Bird (1979)


From the Ep Gravest Hits in 1979



well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! don't you know about the bird ? well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! yeah! well everybody's heard, about the bird! na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na everybody's heard, about the bird! na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! don't you know about the bird? well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! yeah! surfin' bird!!!! well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! well everybody's heard, about the bird! yeah everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na don't you know about the bird? well everybody's heard, about the bird! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! bird bird bird, the bird is the word! go!! (claps) aaaaaaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the bird! everybody's heard, about the ... bird! yeah!!! everybody's heard, about the bird! every body's heard 'bout... bird!

The Felice Brothers- Frankie's Gun! (2008)


From the album The Felice Brothers in 2008



My car goes
Chicago
Every weekend to pick up some cargo
I think I know the bloody way by now, Frankie
And turn the god damn radio down, thank you
Pull over
Count the money
But don't count the thirty in the glove box buddy
That's for to buy Lucille some clothes

Bang bang bang went Frankie's gun
He shot me down Lucille (x2)
He shot me down (x3)

Work zones double fines
Don't pass the double lines
Trailer McDonald's rest stop trailer double wide
I saw a man hit my mom one time, really
I hurt him so damn bad I had to hide in Jersey
Called my mama told her
In the dresser
There's ten or twenty dollars but there ain't no lesser
That's for to take my sister to the picture show

Bang bang bang went Frankie's gun
He shot me down Lucille (x2)
He shot me down (x3)

Sha nay na sha nay na na na ...

(Mumbling)

Slip make a fender shine
Frankie you're a friend of mine
Got me off a bender after long legged Brenda died
I thought we might be on a roll this time Frankie
I could have swore the box said Hollywood blanks but
You see my mama
Please tell her
I left a little rock in a box in the cellar
That's for to wear till kingdom come

Bang bang bang went Frankie's gun
He shot me down Lucille (x2)
He shot me down (x3)

Sha nay na sha nay na na na ...

jueves, 8 de octubre de 2009

Paul Weller - 22 Dreams (2008)


From the album 22 Dreams in 2008



I had 22 dreams last night
I dreamed we’re entering a war
The last one I saved for myself
Just to save my soul
I got this scene by a fireplace
I lost control of the human race
I had 22 dreams last night

I had 45 films to watch
But only one I could take
The mysteries of a secret smile
It must be dull in that place
Pull me on with a loving kiss
I remember all the things I missed
You mean so much when the dawn is gone
I feel alone in the morning sun
I had 22 dreams last night

You pick me up with a loving kiss
I remembered all the things I missed
You mean so much when the dawn is gone
I feel alone in the morning sun
I had 22 dreams last night
I dreamed we’re entering a war
That’s enough for a lifetime of dreams
That’s enough for anyone

22 (repeat)

(Just to save my soul)

Solomon Burke - Cry to Me (1964)


From the album Rock 'n' Soul in 1964



When your baby leaves you all alone
And nobody calls you on the phone
Ah, don't you feel like crying?
Don't you feel like crying?
Well here I am my honey
Oh, come on you cry to me.

When you're all alone in your lonely room
And there's nothing but the smell of her perfume
Ah don't you feel like crying
Don't you feel like crying?
Ah don't you feel like crying?
Come on, come on cry to me.

Well nothing could be sadder
Than a glass of wine, all alone
Loneliness, loneliness, it's such a waste of time
Oh-oh yeah

You don't ever have to walk alone, oh you see
Oh come on, take my hand and baby won't you walk with me?
Oh ya

When you're waiting for a voice to come
In the night and there is no one
Ah don't you feel like crying? (cry to me)
Don't you feel like crying? (cry to me)
Ah don't you feel like a-ca-ca-cra-co-cra-co-cra-cra, (cry to me)
Cra-co-cra-co-cra-cra crying? (cry to me)
Ah don't you feel like a-cra-co-cra-co-cra-cra,
Cra-co-cra-co-cra-cra crying?...

Prefab Sprout - Cars and Girls (1988)


From the album From Langley Park to Memphis in 1988



Brucie dreams life's a highway too many roads bypass my way
Or they never begin. Innocence coming to grief
At the hands of life - Stinkin' car thief, that's my concept of sin
Does heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon ?
But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls.
Life's a drive through a dust bowl, what's it do, do to a young soul
We are deeply concerned, someone stops for directions,
Something responds deep in our engines, we have all been burned
Will heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon ?
But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls.
Little boy got a hot rod, thinks it makes him some kind of new God
Well this is one race he won't win,
'Cos life's no cruise with a cool chick
Too many folks feelin' car sick, but it never pulls in.
Brucie's thoughts - Pretty streamers
- Guess this world needs its dreamers may they never wake up.
But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls.
But look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Just look at us now, start counting, what adds up the way it did when we were young ?
Look at us now, quit driving, some things hurt much more than cars and girls.