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All your laughter
reminds me of the tears
your cloudy eyes at 6 o clock
situation's gettin' weird

your lips keep movin'
but you ain't gon' say a word

I'll meet you at the bottom of this world
and i gon' sing for you.

hear the voices
they are talkin' french
what did you expect, girl?
i've never been a simple man

another lonely body
a night flyin' bird
I'll meet you at the bottom of this world
and i gon' sing for you.

have no need for the answer
no use for the truth
rest my soul in arms
just like you did, too

forever broken
forever hurt
I'll meet you at the bottom of this world
and i gon' sing for you….
three-leged-dog
Some men
try to follow 
and some men
stand in line
i try to drink myself trough the day
it helps to keep from cryIn'

the old man is dripping down the table
"Its the last one boys"
he's sayin'
you know that Cain slew abel
here comes another same old story again

mama mama gimme shelter
just a little sip of your love
and hear that storm over yonder
hinkin' my way back to god

just like a Three legged Dog!

early early this morning
a nail hammered through the door
babe, i didn't get the warning
you won't be hangin' here no more

all my baby's left me
is her lipstick on side of my brim
i try to drink myself under the table
livin' in that bottle of gin

mama mama gimme  shelter
just a little sip of your love
and hear that storm over yonder
hinkin' my way back to god

just like a Three legged Dog!
rockin-chair
There is thunder in the alley
and the leaves refuse to die
i never knew how to laugh, babe
since the day i saw you smile

you said you never liked the winter
but you'd love to share a beer
i like to lay right here beside you
while i endow you with all my years

and i keep on waitin'
while the sun crawled up the hill
i got tired of foolin' myself
but i'm sure i will

you send out those vibrations like the strings on a guitar
stuck in this dead end you're my getaway car
constantly moving but still standing there
chained to this mad world like an Old Rockin' Chair

i know my haircut's a disaster
let's put on our fancy shoes
i wanna drown in your laughter
and change my ways for you

i like the way you do your make up
how you begin your days
i never knew how to dance, babe
till the band refused to play
judgment-day
If i go back to heaven
my mailbox will be full
Saint Paul is on vacation
the devil's on the loose
and i say
hey i got religion
hear the work-bell ring
evil crossed the border
while god is out of order

Hey! Hey! Judgement Day!
Let me welcome you to Judgement Day!

Puttin' on my grandpa’s shoes
he wore the day he died
he was fumbling with the noose
a glimmer in his eyes

lord, lord have mercy
my body is caged
evil crossed the border
while god is out of order
one-kiss-too-late
Don't say nothing at all!

she's got a heart full of thunder
and a body like a toothpick
the jukebox's obsessed with Stevie Wonder
and her limits are useless

she's dancin' like a raindrop
and some say "she's too old to die"…poor mary

she thinks that:
"god is on permanent vacation"

tap-dancin' in a bubble
romances in the bottle

she knows the words to destroy you
you need a friend, go get a lawyer
a screaming letter in the mailbox
for you i wanna be a better beast

but that's my fate
always one kiss too late!


i wish this cigarette could last forever

i cross my heart
i spit pictures on the wall
wrap myself into your wig
and tap-dance down the hall
i know my hearts kinda incomplete 
and i take you with me when i go

don't say nothing at all

i jump outside your letter
get me a taxi to the trash
the world is sick of spinning
when broken dames begin to laugh

i hear a billion voices
they're roarin' in my head 
and i don't get it

but that's my fate
always one kiss too late!
good-world
Still doin' my circles
every day 9 to 5
tell me who deserves it
to believe these lies ?

my head's in the cellar
my  feet in the clouds
things are getting mellow
while the sky crushes down

no man's able to stand a Good World
no man survives this life
sing it one more time!
just let it go!
and if i deserve it
i'm gonna let you know

that's my confession
i'm gonna write it  in my bones
and it's a Good World
and i don't wanna go

down in the darkness
i hear your breath
don't you dare to make a fool out of me
i've already done my best

let me tell you that i care 'bout you
they say it's all about love
but if i'm wrong let me know, girl
i'll find a better position on the cross

still doin' my circles
don't be afraid
the day will end
maybe that's ok

i feel it in my belly
can you feel it, too
no man can stand it
what this Good World can do to you
compliment
We chose the road
less traveled by
don't ask me why
i'd have to lie

you wear these tears
so full of pride
all these years
we had to hide

but now i'm standin' here confessin'
this world looks so much better with you in it babe

You ain't nothing but a Compliment!
You ain't nothing but a Compliment!
You ain't nothing but a Compliment!
to all i am
here you've got me singin' it again!

i've got time
and you've got wine
i guess it's kind of beautiful mixture babe

close these eyes
it's alright
let's get rid of these shadows
for a little while
today i woke up in a dream 
i dare to sacrifice
these lovely lies of mine
dont-go-back-to-the-colemine
Motorcycle Jonny
had to two kids and a wife
he's working in a coal-mine
7 to 5

gamblin' at night
goin' downtown
with a head full of bourbon
at the "boogalow-barn"

he's got
black eyes
black hands
black is his body
down in the dirt
pickin' up his shovel
let's go!

oh baby
let's go low low!!!

300 feet
under the ground
this is where Jonnys poor body was found

he got low!
oh 
he got low

and with his last bit of breath
he scratched some words in his back
and this is what Jonny the pitman said

he said:
Don't Don't Don't Don't
Go Back To The Coal Mine!

Never ever ever go back
inside the shaft!!!

his kids and wife
started to cry
when the other miner carried the sack

Jonny was inside
his kids and wife
realized that Jonny was dead

his body got smashed
his eyeballs got cracked
he's never coming back again
coffin-for-two
My baby's got a heart
as big as a wheel
she shot me in the morning
but i guess i love her still

i'm looking for salvation
 the drama looks new
come on let's get buried
in this coffin for two

the moon up in the heavens
wears a diabolic smile
my baby's got  a heart-attack
he loves to feel alive

we're headin' for the highway
the mirror don't like me
come on let's get buried in this Coffin for Two!

Heyyyy !
I want trouble
no one leaves this room
till we finished that bottle
Heeey!
we need action
buried in this Coffin for Two!

i don't care 'bout what the weather-men say
'cos it has been rainin'
all of my days
all you need is patience
 every lie becomes the truth
come on let's get buried in this Coffin for Two

put on your dress
i never liked the barber
countin' every minute
while i'm stuck in this cadaver
be my cinderella
step inside the shoe
Come on let's get buried in this Coffin for Two

don't speak
don't breath
take place
right there on your knees

and have a little mercy
the drama looks new
Come on let's get buried 
Come on let's get buried 
Come on let's get buried in this Coffin for Two!
a-little-pain
A little pain
won't hurt you
a little rain
will show you what you've got

a little pain won't hurt you
a little pain will wake you up

big old sky
runs out of blue sometimes
you get nervous
and lose a little time
these old love letters
ain't gettin' better
in a while

you feel like leavin'
at the crack of dawn
you take your dusty boots
and sneak out of the living room
new years' in sweden
can't get you what you’re needin'
the wound is sick of bleedin'
but...

the waiter
wears a silly tie
the piano roars "as time goes by"
the same old chords
combined 
with a new fine bottle of wine

the dames are meltin'
in the midday heat
i pawned my champagne glass
to the sea
when the teardrops fall
you'll be all by yourself
 

countin' all these 
lowdown years
causes nothing
but burned out tears
so i will do my best
and remember
to forget
poor-mary
You've got your
and i've got my
very own way
of decline

guess someday 
it’ll be soon
i burn this whole town down
and slip back in mama's womb

Poor mary's too old
Poor mary's too old
too old to die!

let me inhale
your lies like smoke
it feels so good
to die that slow

collectin' kisses
like you always do
the only lie I told
is to be true

Poor mary's too old
Poor mary's too old
too old to die

meet me down
at the tracks
with a kitchen-knife
in my back
i burned your pillow
i love these flames


poor mary's too old
poor mary's too old
too old to die

happy-worst-day
You've got me
sliding' down to Montreux
in a  pick-up full of guns
you said you meet me at the old church
sipping' on a bottle of scotch 

you've  got me shaken' like a flag on a pole
and i'm a good boy except for drinking alcohol
"my my my"
the old lady said
I realized she was a hooker
when i woke up in her bed

Oh Happy Worst Day!
Another sip of Blues around!

Down at the village
had a table for two
me and my big fat mama
and her tiny broken voice

she whispered mean things
i didn't get
I released that she was evil
when she took my cigarettes

so we moved back to chinatown
there ain't nothing wrong with 
somebody who's drinking and drowning

put on your sunday best
and we gonna sink
if the bar-man is the only
who would offer you a drink
jackleen
She don't like the way i'm shakin'
so please fill up my glass
i've never found religion
and I don't believe in jazz

i feel so rock'n'roll now
and i still refuse to fade
i never dared to be a sinner
since the age that I was twelve

JACKLEEN!
Don't you dare to wake me from this dream!

16 grey apostles
and everyone is blind
they order dry martinis
and buckets full of vine

she's standing in the corner
and all she gonna need
is a hangman and butcher
at the bottom of her feet

JACKLEEN!
Don't you dare to wake me from this dream!
rid-of-it
tell the moon it's time to go
tell the stars to fade
there is still love inside my toes
and mistakes left to make 

i wanna get Rid of it
but i don't know how
i wanna get rif of it!
this ghost
that i've been singing about
so full of doubt my love

tell the wound its' time to heal
tell the tiller-man my tale
give me love you wont give to yourself
there's still air left to inhale

i wanna get Rid of it
but i don't know how
i wanna get rif of it!
this ghost
that i've been singing about
so full of doubt my love

tell the king i'm broke as him
tell the minute to linger
while i balance a spoonful of world
on the edge of my finger#

i wanna get Rid of it
but i don't know how
i wanna get rif of it!
this ghost
that i've been singing about
so full of doubt my love
sweet-incomlpetion
Woke up next to a bloody axe
shivers over my cold skin
she said i love your sweet dilemma
i said i love your incompletion

i told her
don't let us waste some time
let's get married right away
so i got myself a silver spade
and opened up her grave

we were dancing 
in the pale moonlight
i wore my favorite tie
and somewhere in the distant night
i heard a lonely siren cry

i wish i had
a cigarette
i would cover us with gas
come a little closer
let's suffocate on this kiss