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oh that redhouse girl
04:40
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redhouse girl
there is a place in st kilda called the redhouse
you know the one
and its been the ruin of many a poor soul
and my girl you know she was one
that sweet sweet girl of mine sell her body to get on
you go up stairs to room number nine you knock three times on the door
you find my sweet sweet girl inside she working there to score
she got a money on her back she got a heart of stone
she dragging round a ball and chain
she sell her body just to get on
she told me that she love me, & she whispered and she moaned
ah but the only time she feels love is when she getting stoned
i got one foot on the platform i got one foot on the train
I am going down to st kilda, that girl is my ball and chain
i should go go and tell her sister
not to do what yar big sister done
you can give your soul to rock n roll but don’t sell your body to get stoned
there is a place down st kilda
its the red house you know the one
and its been the ruin of many a poor soul
and i know because i am one
i am one
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2. |
Queen of The Nile
02:59
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in olden times in golden times when pharoah’s word was law
lived the most beautiful woman that egypt ever saw
her name was nefertiti and
she ruled the land with a smile
and the slaves of the her command
for she was queen of the nile
but time will change flesh in to dust
and the pyramids will stand for a while
and she still thinks its the riddle of the sphynx
she was queen of the nile
queen of the time yeah queen of the nile
in another life time, in another life time
before he souls set free before he souls set free
the ancient evenings stretch out before her the goddess isis lives in her head
there s tarot picture deck on the table and tv set at the end of the bed yeah yeah yeah
in olden times in golden times when pharoah’s word was law
lived the most beautiful woman that egypt ever saw
her name was nefertiti and
she ruled the land with a smile
and the slaves of the her command
for she was queen of the nile
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3. |
rainer werner fassbinder
01:29
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let’s do it let’s go! you got it! do that thing! i’m ready! lets do it ooh!
i had date last saturday night with a girl and we went to the movies
and it was rainer werner fassbinder up on screen
has to be the strangest thing i ever seen
and she said ‘i am a great fan of the fassbinder oeuvre
and i have a dvd i can show to you,’ so i
took it home and i watched those shows and
boy was i surprised
i said boy was i surprised
then she lent me a book about the life and times of rainer werner fassbinder
how he smoked himself to death he was a sex machine workaholic..
then the girl came around did i say her name was sally?
and then the girl said ‘oooh i’m ready!’
and, ‘let’s do it’
oooh….oooh
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4. |
the luggage van ahead
02:51
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I’m not bound for glory but that’s the train i ride
i am just a pilgrim trying to reach the other side
down at the railway station the townspeople come out to meet by the bands playing waltzing matilda the wind is up in the gum trees… there’s a flag for my blanket and a pine box for my bed and that’s where they will find me up in the luggage van ahead… for they took me from my home to some foreign land… and now I’m lost in no mans land beneath their banner of freedom
‘so I’m not bound for glory but thats the train i ride
i am just a pilgrim lord trying to reach the other side
at long tan and anzac cove, on the shores of tripoli
lone pine and kokoda, that’s where they send me
‘so I’m not bound for glory but thats the train i ride
i am just a pilgrim lord trying to reach the other side
beneath the stars of the southern cross
its the rich who makes the laws
and they’ll sacrifice the working man
to unleash their dogs of war
‘so I’m not bound for glory but thats the train i ride
i am just a pilgrim lord trying to reach the other side
thats the train i ride thats the train thats the train
i ride thats the train train i ride thats the train i ride
thats the train traIN I RIDE TRAIN TRAIN TRAIN.
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5. |
gypsy, st kilda
03:16
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HAHAH..lets go
when the purple evening falls
in the backstreets of st kilda
you can see a dark eyed girl
telling fortunes
she’ll be wandering by the sea
with ankle bracelets jangling
or perhaps outside a small cafe
round in blessingto street
she’s the kind of girl who’s always
just passing thru.
always talking fortunes for an airfare..
yeah she’s a real live gypsy girl
from the backstreets of paris
coal dark eyes as black as night
kohl dark eyes and jangle bracelets
rags and feathers in her hair
she’ll take your hand in her hand and say
all this will fade away
i’ll tell you that i see and
if you like that you can pay me
fools and kings and heros all
the low will rise and the mighty fall
and up above the stars tumble and fall
one by one from heaven from heaven..
they’ll tumble and fall from from heaven
you can cross her palm with silver
cross her palm with gold
she takes your hand in her hand and she says
all this will fade away
fools and kings and heroes all
the low will rise and the mighty fall
and up above the stars tumble and fall
f-a-a-a-a-a-ll one by one from heaven
and you can cross her palm with silver
cross her palm with gold
cross her palm with
with gold
she loves gold she loves gold.
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6. |
3 wise men
03:22
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3 wise men wished upon a star
to guide them west of zanzibar
to keep them safe and make things right
they rode out in the pale moon light
3 wise men
they ride by night and they sleep by day
where they bound well they would not say
where they bound well they would not say
somewhere to the north to a small cafe
3 wise men rose west that day
they all sang such mournful tune
they’d learned the song from a sad señorita
trying to live like la dolce vita
3 wise men left the town a singing
thru the night their voice ringing
the spurs and stirrups all a jingling
the hooves of the horses don’t make a sound
3 wise men riding west from the town
they rode along in the pale moonlight
they carried gifts like brooches and things
expensive stuff like silver rings
to save the world they rode by night
nobody knows what became of them
did they reach their journey’s end
but 3 wise men guided by a star
to carry them west of zanzibar
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7. |
you've lost the plot
02:56
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now you've gone and lost the plot you don't now what is real and what is not, what is real and what is not, now you've really lost the plot...guilt & redemption, the comfort of strangers, now you've gone & lost the plot.
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8. |
got nothing i need
05:56
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i got the moon in the window
i got a room with a view
and i got an old blue tin
and in it, a picture of you
nothing revealed in yesterday’s pose
you look back the focus will soften
a blue biscuit tin on a table
i don’t think about you all that often
i got everything you can think of
there’s nothing that I need
there’s nothing that I need from you
nothing that i need from you
life’s mysteries just don’t concern me
it’s the simple things i can’t understand
i keep an old tin and a trinket
a blue plastic ring you wore on your hand
somethings cannot be undone
can never be too well explained
you started slowly fading away
until just some mementoes remained
i got everything you can think of
there’s nothing that I need
there’s nothing that I need from you
nothing that i need from you
nothing i need from you
somethings cannot be undone
can never be too well explained
you started slowly fading away
until just some mementoes remained
but sunlight streams thru my window
and regrets don’t change a thing
and a trinket from a cereal packet
you once wore like a diamond ring
i got everything you can think of
there’s nothing that I need
there’s nothing that I need from you
nothing that i need from you
nothing i need from you
i got everything you can think of
there’s nothing that I need
there’s nothing that I need from you
nothing that i need from you
nothing i need from you from you
from you from you from you
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9. |
jack & the blues too
04:24
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I got the Jack Kerouac Blues
Back into 1962
Jack Kerouac got
a fat royalty cheque
for sales of his novel
‘On The Road'
So he went & bought
a Red Pontiac
& he went out on a moonlit drive
into the country side,
& he found himself
in a small small town
right in front of my house
He said ‘Hi! I’m Jack!
I started the Beat Generation.
& I said "Well,
what is that?"
& He said "It's The beat
it’s the Beat."
"It's the Beat like when
you're down, it's beat
when you are Beat. It's
the beat beat beat
of the feet of the
the People on the street
it’s the beat
it's the beat
it's the beat’’
I got the Jack Kerouac Blues
I got the Black Kerouac Blues
And Jack said, "You
can Navigate, My Man,
I’m looking for action
in this small town.
I want to find where
the Ladies are; it's the beat,
it's the beat."
And I said, "Well,
"it’s a Sunday Jack!
& everybody'll be at Church."
& he said, “Cool, see Chicks Dig Church!
& I dig chicks, that's the beat."
I got the Jack Kerouac blues
I got the Jack Kerouac blues
Jack drove up the hill
at the edge of town
towards the Catholic Church,
And every time we saw some
pretty girls it's
"Hey girls"
& he’d slow right down
"what you doin'?"
Dion was singing 'bout
going round the world
& kissing lots a pretty girls.
& Jack said, "It’s the beat
of the People on the Street,
it's the beat, it's the beat.'
I got the Jack Kerouac Blues
I said "Jack you makin' it very hard
you're makin' it hard for me.
I gotta live in this little town,
& you'll just drive away.
And Jack said "It’s the beat."
“& this small town gonna
bring you down,
you gotta get away,
Let The Beat take you.
Let The Beat make you.
The Beat carry you away."
& I said, "Jack you are makin' it hard for me.
I'm just a country child.
I'm just only 12 years old,
& I don’t know what the beat is."
& Jack said, "It’s the beat, My Man.
it’s the beat it's the beat.
It's the beat beat beat of
the people on the street, that’s the beat.
That's the beat.
LIKE THE BEAT OF YOUR HEART
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'this city is burning'
when i awoke this morning
sunlight streamed thru my window
the sky was blue
the sky was blue
outside my window
the church bells the church bells rang
the bells were ringing
outside my window
this city is old
the streets have no name
somewhere there is a garden
somewhere there is a garden
this city is burning
this city is burning
when i woke up this morning
sunlight streamed thru my window
the sky was blue
the sky was blue
when i woke up this morning
the church bells rang
outside my window
the bells were ringing
the bells were ringing
this city is burning
behind a high wall
a wall of concrete and stone
behind a high wall
there is a garden
this city is burning
the flames rise high
into the sky
into the blue sky
there is a rose
a rose in the garden
a red red rose
the name of the rose
is the death of love
this city is burning
this city burns all night long
the flame leap high into the sky
i have been to that garden
perhaps it was in a dream
i saw the red red rose
the deal of love
the death of love
i saw the red red rose
when i woke up this morning
flames reached high itno the sky
this city is burning
this city is burning
this city is burning
the flames reach high into the sky
the name of the rose is the death of love
who will be spared by morning
they read their holy books and they pray
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taddy Saint Kilda, Australia
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