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Well well well well Why do you taste so well? Oh no no no That ain’t the kind of smell Sky ain’t blue, we’re living in hell Well well well well well Well well well well The grounds need attending And you aren’t attending to them well Well well well well Why do you taste so well? You don’t taste so well You don’t taste so well Well well well well Who poisoned you? Well well well well You don’t taste anymore so well You don’t taste anymore so well Well well well well well well The grounds need attending to And you aren’t treatingRead More →

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Now Little Scratch was a cat that never made the mat But he sure had a real good time All the chicks on the block used to watch his pockets flop But they never heard the ring of a coin Well he was tattered and thin But all of the men Were jealous of his natural charm You could always see him on the street With a beautiful dish on each arm Jealous of his natural charm Well he never had a dime But he sure made time He had a beautiful dish on each arm Well he was tattered and thin But all ofRead More →

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Two lips in a haystack And the moon up above It’s dark and you’re blushing Aren’t you my love The crickets are fiddling About in the night They’re playing a sweet song Kiss me tonight Kiss me my love Kiss me my love Let the man in the moon Tell of our love Two lips in a haystack And the moon up above It’s dark and you’re blushing Aren’t you my love (1971) Transcribed by Ben Waters Recorded October/November 1971 – The Spotlight Kid outtake – unreleased. Also known as ‘Two Lips in a Haystack’ or ‘Two Rips in a Haystack’. A cover version byRead More →

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You know how it feels When you’re layin flat on your back And they’re puttin’ flowers (up) on ya Down on Funeral Hill That’s where there ain’t no Boss Man Cuz you finally paid your bills Nobody there’s gonna scrape at your behind Cause if they do you know they’re haunted and workin’ overtime You don’t have break for the rooster, spill your blood in the sun Hide from the moon until the villain comes You swear with the sky there ain’t no mad man gonna spat in your eye.. up there Ain’t no pretty woman gonna shoot up your feet And ask you toRead More →

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Carry me and my baby to colored land Drink paint run run Drink paint run run When the sun goes down, we’ll be done Drink paint run run Drink paint run run Pick up ypur glass, baby, ‘n’ look me in the eyes We’ll drink paint, toast our love in the sun Drink paint run run Carry me and my baby to colored land Drink paint run run Drink paint run run When the sun goes down, we’ll be done Drink paint run run Drink paint run run Carry me and my baby to colored land Drink paint run run When the sun holds handsRead More →

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Unreleased 1971 version Uh life(?) turned into a while ‘n’ then into a mile A shirt to work, a back to ache And someday we’ll smile, Oh, I will ‘n’ you will But that ain’t gonna bend you down ‘n’ tie your workin’ shoe Don’t you wish you never met her Dirty Blue Gene A mile after mile Stand there bubblin’ like a open cola in the sun Troublin’ n fizzlin’ in the noonday sun Wonderin’ if you got the time to get clean Empty headed handed pockets ‘n’ shoes A Dirty Blue Gene, boys, is achin’ hard to lose Don’t you wish you never metRead More →