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Club Bordeaux
06:05
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It’s under the billboards ‘round sepia street.
Down where the young turbins start acting discreet.
Just ask them where they’d go to catch that curried heat.
Big Louis the doorman, he’ll give you the eye.
Just, whisper the password and he’ll let you slip by
Crash through the red oak doors and join that jungle inside…
where you slide your shoes and sway to the grooves
let your arms hang loose.
move your heels until your hips feel
twisted like a noose
That’s the way they do it at the Club Bordeaux.
There’s Sheila she’s toasting her four star premiere
Antonio boasting the pennant this year
And everyone else…, well, they bribed their way down here
Our pompous proprietor, they call him “Big Bear”
his Lady Godiva loves showing her wares.
Now, boys, we don’t want trouble, so pack away those stares
and we'll slide your shoes and sway to the grooves
let your arms hang loose.
move your heels until your hips feel
twisted like a noose
That’s the way they do it at the Club Bordeaux.
They say that this club will go under someday
No swanky survival in this midwestern decay
But, everyone here will dance into their graves.
where they slide their shoes and sway to the grooves
let their arms hang loose.
move their heels until their hips feel
twisted like a noose
That’s the way they do it at the Club Bordeaux.
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I'm All The Friends That I Got
I’ll pick a fight with you just for the fun.
You need a reason? Then I’ll give you one.
I’ll beat your body like it was a drum.
I’m all the friends that I got.
I like a drink with my prescription pills.
They add a little fire to my will.
Still, people treat me like some imbecile.
I’m all the friends that I got.
Psychopathic, stoned and spastic personality
If I had an agent I’d be some celebrity.
I like to say just what I want to say
If you don’t like it then just go away
If I’m annoying you then please don’t stay
I’m all the friends that I’ve got.
O.K. I’m sick, Schizophrenic - That’s alright with me.
I’ve stopped my medication and I still have company.
I like to shout at people in the bar
they’re not important, but they think they are
This is my life and baby I’m the star
I’m all the friends that I’ve got.
Give me my scotch and give me my cigar.
I’m all the friends that I’ve got.
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Shining Your Light
06:48
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Shining Your Light
I feel like a beggar that’s been beaten and bruised.
I feel like a liar in my search for the truth.
I fell like old Lucifer in a confessional booth
with a deaf priest to hear all my sins.
I feel like the punchline of a terrible joke.
I feel like the last lines of a suicide note.
I feel like my lifeline has finally broke
and my arms are to heavy to swim.
Can’t stop the sun from fallin’
tumblin’ to the ground
Seems like the dark days dawnin’
But, that's when it turns around
Things keep on goin’ from bad to worse
and I’m counting my blessings, though they seem like a curse
If I feel like a lost soul, well whatever its worth,
you keep shining your light down on me.
In the blackest of nights You keep on shining,
You keep on shining your light.
I'll never let you from my sight.
Everything’s clear when the sun starts its climb
You’ve held my hand all this time.
You’ve given me shelter when the doors had all closed
You’ve given me guidance when the truth was exposed
You’ve given me penance for the sins you don’t know
But, someday, maybe they'll all be heard.
You’ve given me laughter and it can’t be suppressed
You’ve given me reasons when they’re all I had left
You’ve given me life when I’ve lost my last breath
and it's more than I think I deserve.
Chorus
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This Time I Want The Truth
You never came back
after you're little midnight snack
Now, birds have cracked the dawn
now this time I want the truth.
You're too late to trust
Your toast and burnt right to the crust
The coffee's black and strong
'cause this time I want the truth.
You're breaded trail
never went stale
you tipped the scales with your treats
and now your desert is coming
You think you've got me conned
But, this time I want the truth.
It's your final meal
you have a bitter fruit to peal
Don't serve me up a yawn.
No, this time I want the truth.
You have a full plate
and looking slightly overweight
But, your clothes are on the lawn
'Cause this time I want the truth
Please, understand
what I demand
an underhanded excuse
could put your whole life in danger
By dinner, you'll be gone and
this time I want the truth.
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Few and Far Between
05:12
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Few and Far Between
Taste that sweetness in the air
Sudden hush and subtle stares
the moment she arrives
when she drop by every sense comes alive
She hasn't been here for awhile
to share that silent secret smile
when she draws near it's suddenly clear
you know your soul and why you are here
But, when she goes those answers, they all disappear
I'll always have the memory
But, every moment always seems
so few and far between.
She used to come here all the time
for coffee or a sip of wine
But, now she's gone astray
It won't be long 'til Wednesdays will all fade to gray
She tired of the old routine
and found herself a whole new scene
when she decides to call it a night
She'll kiss this place one final goodbye
and leave me here with my lonely sad ballad life
I'll always have the memory
But, every moment always seems
so few and far between.
I'll always have the memory
But, every moment always seems
so few and far between.
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Devil's Heart
03:32
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Devil's Heart
The weekend is creeping closer
the world is off your shoulders now
You can fly down from your storm soaked clouds.
I won't take a "Thank-you, but, no sir".
Your heavenly savior woes are through
Take my hand and here 's what we can do.
Sing a lullaby and say goodnight to dreams that fell apart
'cause the full moon's light will wake your devil's heart
And its far too late to contemplate the meaning of it all
Put your cares to sleep and wake your devil's heart
Well. the witching hour is here
and the skies are crystal clear
Can't you hear that demon on your shoulders
whisper in your ear....
"Let your halo slip and fold your wingtips down just for a start
listen for the beat to wake your devil's heart"
Well, we're losing all restraint
But, we have the town to paint
and when Monday morning rolls around
you still will be a saint.
You look just like an angel. But, you sure can play the part
No one else would know you have a devil's heart
Though your pressure 's high and pulse is off the chart
only I would know you have a devil's heart
The weekend is getting older.
It's Sunday this song is over now.
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Hub City
06:52
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Falcon's Flight
05:16
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9. |
Maybe It Is
06:33
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Storm Field
06:20
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11. |
Water, Sand and Bone
05:48
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12. |
And Then She Was Gone
06:05
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Jeff DeHerdt Group Indianapolis, Indiana
I usually work with a group of disparate musicians who play well together most of the time.
Really, the only thing that keeps us together is the money.
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