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day of atonement
03:10
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well i’ve been told most of my life that sooner or later
i’d have to pay for my sins
it seems like i always had somebody saying over and over
"al, you’re gonna have to pay a price for all of your sins”
but i ain’t planning on paying for any of my sins
and i sure as hell ain’t gonna die for any of yours
because tonight ain’t the day of atonement
there was a nun named sister mary theresa that use to whack my
knuckles bloody with a ruler back in catechism class
and my fifth grade teacher, walter ziomek, use to slap me alongside
the head for putting gum in the little girl’s hair
and my step father ernie use to come home drunk from bowling
on friday nights and we kids hid under the bed
cuz he said we’d have to pay a price for our sins that day
(but that’s what he always told us)
and tonight ain’t the day of atonement
there was a bishop from sweden named stendahl
who’d attack my good name
for having no sense of what was holy for him
and my girlfriend gets bullshit
cuz there’s nights i don’t come home
and i even forget the places where i’ve been
and there’s a guy out there who thinks i must atone
for the ten bucks he paid to get in here tonight
(but that’s what he thinks)
cuz tonight ain’t the day of atonement
well lately i’ve been sleeping in an alley in back of a tavern
that goes by the name of gethsemane
and i've been waking up and find i got blood on the palms of my hands and the bottom of my feet (ya know that stigmata shit)
but tonight ain’t NO, tonight ain’t
the day of atonement it ain’t the day of atonement
no tonight ain’t no, tonight ain’t the day of atonement
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chain link
02:43
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gather up the debris
03:02
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dick danger
03:06
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my name is dick danger i’m a private eye
i’m on your case baby get an alibi
i’m gonna uncover who what where when and why
toss you in the slammer ... and watch you cry
i wanna watch you die i'm gonna watch you fry, why?
i like to own a gun i like to hold a gun i really like my gun ... especially when it goes BANG! when it goes BANG!
when it goes BANG! bang bang bang bang bangbangbang
i LIKE my gun i like MY gun have i mentioned i like my GUN
especially ... when it goes BANG!
i like my gun ... i love my gun ... i really love my gun ...
so much ... i like to pull the trigger and hear it go BANG!
i’m drinking jack and kicking ass and taking names
bitter joe and stale smoke and sleazy dames
itchy fingers, twitching carcass, weasel ways
collecting bounties and rewards cuz justice pays
yeah justice pays justice pays pretty swell, plus
i get to hold a gun ... a glorified version of a pellet gun
i get to fire that gun ...
i get to pull a trigger and hear it ... go BANG!
i LIKE my gun i LIKE my gun i LIKE my gun
especially ... when it goes BANG!
DROP THAT DRIPPING DAGGER BABY!
i got a gun my name is dick danger
i’m a private dick for hire
i’m a dangerous dick
wow how i like my gun ...
wow how i like my gun ...
wow how i love my gun ...
i like the sound it makes ... every time that it goes POP!
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no new buddies
02:56
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friday night at studleys with joe working the tables
he stops to chat there and here at least when he is able
i say “hey joe ... let me leave a juicy tip:
the customer is always right, but buddies never stiff
you can do what you must do but look before we leave
remember what we tell you if you wanna skip some grief”
you know you can’t have (no new buddies)
we telling you that there is (no new buddies)
no new buddies no new buddies
hey we got a rule that sez there's (no new buddies)
hey there's no new buddies allowed around here tonight
rolling rocks at tt’s and riding trojan ponies
your lady disappears awhile and leaves you all alone, she’s
spotted later shooting pool with some tall handsome stud
when she slips back in the room, you say who’s your new bud?
you can sink the eight ball but you got to call your pocket
i was at the alamo, that guy ain’t davey crockett!
and you know you can’t have (no new buddies)
i'm telling you that there is (no new buddies)
no new buddies no new buddies
nooooo new buddies (no new buddies)
no new buddies allowed around here
up/down at the middle east, in/out-ting up some new bands
you go upstairs between sets to discover that your front man
has a new side project ... with a record release
a contract with a major, a date with your ex-squeeze
you can dog me round a bit when you ain’t got no witness
but i’m barking that i’ll bite if i smell monkey business
and you know you can't have (no new buddies)
we're telling you that there is (no new buddies)
no n-n-n-n-n-NO
hey man there's no new buddies allowed around here tonight
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blue smoke lounge
04:05
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like a snake
05:03
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nitwits
03:00
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pick it up
03:03
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starving dogs
04:40
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starving dogs, starving dogs
i'm always out sniffing 'round for starving dogs
not just any stray bitch or mangy cur
i'll toss them a big bone
if they're emotionally disturbed
i love those starving dogs
i like my lassies lean by this i mean kate moss
i like their waists slimmer than green dental floss
their ribs have gotta jut out
if they wanna get this mutt out after any starving dogs
yeah i'm always out sniffing around for starving dogs
now you gotta check 3 points for that fine pedigree
the first is that they're starving outright physically
the second is a hunger deep emotionally
but number three you're gonna need
for this hound dog to SUCK-ceed
you MUST be starving ... sexually
oh yeah ... they gotta be starving ... sexually
i see a couple starving dogs out there tonight
i'm always out sniffing around for starving dogs
i'm always out sniffing around for starving dogs
i'm always out sniffing ...
always out sniffing ... always out sniffing
i'm always out sniffing around for starving dogs
i'm always out sniffing around for starving dogs
i'm always out sniffing around for starving dogs
i'm always out sniffing around for starving dogs
i'm always out sniffing around for starving dogs
wow, there's alot of starving dogs in the house tonight
mister mac, mister mac ...
you ain't nothing but a hound dog
you ain't nothing but a hound dog ...
rocking alllll the time
mister mac ... can you please please please ...
wag your doggy tail 13 times just for me?
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13 ...
starving dogs ... starving dogs ...
starving dogs ... starving dogs ... yeah
starving dogs ... starving dogs ...
starving dogs ... starving dogs ... yeah
come on all you huckleberry hound dogs
come on ... give it up for the band ...
starving dogs ... starving dogs ...
yeah ...
i'm always out sniffing 'round for any starving dogs
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shod foot
02:56
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remember back in high school when you caught your buddy hitting on your girlfriend and you said "hey jagoff, meet me out on gallagher's front lawn after school and i'll give you something you can really try to hit on" ...
well, 3:00 rolled around and the whole school lined up out there for grins and entertainment ... your buddy arrived and the fight began ... you slapped each other around a bit but there were no split decisions back then ... the fight was officially over ... when you got your opponent down on the ground ... and kicked him repeatedly in the head with your
SHHHHHHHHODDDDDDDDDDD FOOT!
(shod foot!)--it's a dangerous weapon
(shod foot!)--it's whats in question here
(shod foot!)--especially size elevens
SHHHHHHHHODDDDDDDDDDD FOOT!
well the object was to get your opponent down on the ground
and then kick him repeatedly alongside his head
and then you won!
you kicked him in the eyeball
you stomped upon his chin
and screamed "i win!"
(shod foot!)--it's a dangerous weapon
(shod foot!)--toe ammunition
(shod foot!)--especially size elevens
SHHHHHHHHODDDDDDDDDDD FOOT!
gucci cootchy, got ya prada, those steel toes in your doc martens
luv ya LV, but gimme some tims, even hush puppies hurt
when inserted up someone's nose
chuck taylors, air jordans, thom mccann he's the man
a shod foot is ever handy, every ready
its assault and battery
every time you kick him in the head with your shod foot
(shod foot!)--it's a dangerous weapon
(shod foot!)--a kung fu audition
(shod foot!)--you get him in the prone position
and then you kick him in the head with that shod foot
shod foot ... you kick him in the head
with that shod foot and then the fight is clearly over and you won
a size eleven is especially effective
but a size seven will do the job if it has those real sharp pointy toes
(shod foot!)--it's a dangerous weapon
(shod foot!)--SKIN HEAD HEAVEN
(shod foot!)--you kick him into ob-liv-i-on
with that shod foot
yeah, that shod foot really hurts
when you get kicked in the head
i know, i know ...
i've been on the receiving end more times than i care to remember
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there are mornings when we must stop entertaining
thoughts like yours are often deeper than i sink
but if i was merely a carpenter confusing you for a lady
then for crissakes doncha think i’d rush past temptation’s brink?
there are nights that i can’t wake from due to dreaming
of a messiah who saves me from all the other men’s sins
as bishops cast out demons while drinking communion wine again
absolutely mrs. mary magdalene ... absolutely mrs. mary magdalene
myth and legend has it that resurrections are slow in arriving
but some weasels & liars claim the COME all the time
who’da thought your 12 closest friends would need soul asylum
but every time the cock crowed you know you tried to deny him?
all these distractions have the advantage of deception
where on the surface we find their meanings often skim
it always takes a little while to come to think of it (i think)
incidentally mrs. mary magdalene ... absolutely mrs. mary magdalene
there’s been speculation about your uncle peter’s treason
it’s been greeted in certain circles with consternation & with grins
because as it is written to everything there is a season
(turn, turn, turn)
and it’s a given fact no hell’s angel ever danced
on the head of a safety pin
now it’s about time that your daughter was suspended
for all those pranks she played with your neighbor’s mandolin
(we won’t go into details)
it always takes a little while to try to explain all these things away
evidently mrs. mary magdalene ... quite contrary mary magdalene
jesus told me all about you magdalene!
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