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I may be dead
But I still can love
When I see someone
That looks just like you,
I fall again
She may have your lips
And she may have your smile
But that heart aint yours
Not by a mile
I need you dear
Won't you come back to me
I need you dear
I need you here with me
I wish you could see
How much I've changed
Since Ive lost my life Ive never been ashamed
I have no money woes
No more working pains
When you're dead, all you ave are names
I could kiss 5 old whores
Who is keeping score?
When you're dead, its all a game!
But I still miss you
When you're dead, you have those chains
I may be dead
But I still can love
When I see someone
That looks just like you,
I fall again
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Old Paris
02:41
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I saw her there in Old Paris
She was thinking of love, and could not see me
I pulled her neck, as she began to cry
I said, "My dear, it's not so bad to die
For you see, now you are free.
To walk the streets like me"
Drinking blood, and having fun
Under Old Paris
So if you are lost and tired out there
Come on down to where you see derriere
It's not a place, it's just a space
In Old Paris!
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Our Glorious Revolution
03:51
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Oh dear, Oh dear
What a lovely dress you have
Perhaps I should cut you
Right down your middle half
A Bolshevik has his eyes on you
What could you possibly do?
Run, maybe yes you'll hide
They will still catch your young hide
Nowhere to run dear
And nowhere to hide
Your beauty is gone dear
A fire will catch here
Nowhere to run dear
And nowhere to hide
Your beauty is gone
In the blink of an eye
Blood for all!
Death for all!
Sickness for all!
Graves for all!
Let's all dance to our glorious revolution!
Oh dear, Oh dear
What a lovely dress you have
Perhaps I should cut you
Right down your middle half
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Apeman in the big city
You've been alone for so long
Apeman in the big city
You've caught the eye of someone
Someone to love you tight
Love you through the night
Apeman, you've found someone
Oh Apeman!
Apeman, you've found your sugar
Someone to beg or pusher
Apeman, what a lady to find
They went on many dates
Wine and nice dinner plates
Everything was going great for our Apeman
Then it was that special time...
When they got home
They fumbled some
She mumbled a phrase
It took time to get into that special craze
But oh Apeman!
He was sad to see
A man had he
Oh what a sad thing to see
Apeman had fallen for an old drag queen
Apeman had loved an old drag queen!
Apeman in the big city
Now you know what that old city bleeds
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Los Angeles!
02:51
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When they lay may body down
Let it be here
There aint no town I know
Like Los Angeles
When you put me down in that old hole
Just know it will be in this old barrio
I aint got no home,
Not like I have in Los Angeles
We got Satan, drugs, and rock'n'roll
Just down the block
It's where the young and foolish flock
You need a hit? You need it quick?
Come on down to Los Angeles
I know demons from home
And I know some girls in porn
They all call this home
Why don;t you call it yours?
Its got the sights you need
Like hobos on the street
The sun may shine, but not down in your soul
Los Angeles I love you so!
Why do you treat me wrong?
Is it who I was? Or who I am going to be down in these streets?
Los Angeles!
Boy how far you've come
Don't worry son, you have a place to fall
In Los Angeles, hell is just below
It's just below in Los Angeles
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Asylum Blues
02:56
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I've got that old Asylum Blues
Just playing with myself and the 10 friends inside of me
We make quite a symphony
Cause only 2 demand royalties
We got Fat Joe who plays a piece of chair
Crazy Betty Pulled out her hair
And Iron Lung Frank, he plays that plank
Cause I've been popping pills all night
Got all my friends right next to me
I might be tied up but they can still see me
Yes there is no way I'm coming out of here
Cause I am in that asylum factory
Ive got that Asylum Blues
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Annette Hanshaw
02:44
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My baby don’t mess around
She lives underground
With the worms and the mud all around
She’s got the bones to make her tones
Nowhere left to go
Baby Just sitting and hoping for a bloody flow
Or some lonely ghost to take her around
I can’t kiss those lips
Cause you don’t have those lips
I can’t kiss those lips
Cause you don’t have those lips
Oh Baby, I still love you
My lover don’t come away
She’s got a box to stay
I know, I know that she’s home
Darling, don’t you ever come alone
My baby, in the box
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