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Gimme A Doctor
03:10
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Someday you're gonna find yourself in a world of unbelievable pain
A toothache or your back is knots or there's something rotten in your brain
Some say that a preacher man or a lawyer is what you need
I say it's a medicine man the only one who help you when you bleed
Gimme a doctor
I'll give you all own and them some
Gimme a doctor
Take my Rolls Royce and my Stetson
Gimme a doctor
I don't care too much for your pop stars
I want a nurse
I trade you ten fat business men for a doctor
I aint talkin bout your plastic surgeon who is living in the Beverly Hills
And I aint talking bout your rock&roll doctor gonna fill you up with happiness pills
Now it aint enough and it ticks me off when I hear how much a nurse don't make
While the insurance getting gold in hand I tell you brother that's a big mistake
Gimme a doctor
I'll give you all own and them some
Gimme a doctor
Take the Cadillac and the Gibson
Gimme a doctor
I don't care about all of them film stars
I want a nurse
I trade you ten bombshells for one who's a doctor
Gimme a doctor
I'll give you all own and them some
Gimme a doctor
Take my Rolls Royce and my Stetson
Gimme a doctor
I don't give two cents for your diplomats
I want a nurse
I trade you ten fat business men for someone, anyone who's a doctor
I got a bad case of the conservative blues like something ugly stuck up my backside
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2. |
Go Kiss Yourself
02:55
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I can't stand waiting here how long
How long must I be your maid
I aint getting paid
I can't help thinking it's all wrong
All wrong I got a mystery itch
And you gave me it
And it was way out of line
Way out of line when you told me to go
Kiss myself
You said 'go kiss yourself'
You don't like living in New York, Paris or Amsterdam
What do you like then?
I can't help thinking it's odd you gave that
Look to him
When I'm your man
And it was way out of line
Way out of line when you told me to go
Kiss myself
You said 'go and kiss yourself'
And it's the very last time
One more time i'm goin leave you
And you can kiss yourself
Go on and kiss yourself
Go on you know you wanna
Kiss your self
You like it
You wanna
Kiss yourself
How do you do that?
I don't know about that
Kiss yourself
The way you
Stop that now that's too much now
Enough of that
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3. |
Call Me A Cab
03:07
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We were young we were done with school
You're the song I was dancing to
You promised me we'd be lovers soon
Just let it come when it comes if it comes
You lied to me
You sugar coated
I oughtta knowed it
How could you lie when you're promising love
First of July with the fireworks above
Call me a cab I'm too sad to have fun
And it comes when it comes if it comes
See a kid with a suitcase
Waiting there by the garden gate
Momma said she'd be there at eight
But never come never come never come
You lied to me
How could you do it
You always did it
How could you lie when you're promising love
First of July with the fireworks above
Call me a cab i'm too sad to have fun
And it comes when it comes if it comes
You lied to me
You sugar coated
I oughtta knowed it
How could you lie when you're promising love
First of July but my summer is done
Call me a cab i'm too old to have fun
And it comes when it comes if it comes
Call me a a cab when my days here are done
And it comes when it comes if it comes
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4. |
Don't You Know Who I Am
02:59
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Aint gonna waste no more time
Straight to the front of the line
Straigt to the man with the list in his hand
Say c'mon c'mon c'mon
Don't you know who I am
Don't you know who I think I am
The big tough jerk just grinned and said 'You're not getting in '
And now i'm top of the charts
Societé des beaux arts
I made a million throwing shit on the ceiling
Said c'mon c'mon c'mon
Don't you know who I am
Don't you know who I think I am
'All I know is I don't like that hat that you're in'
Don't you know who I am
He just smiled said he don't give a damn
The big dumb jerk sais move 'cause you're not getting in
I'm in heavy with Eugene Levy
C'mon c'mon c'mon awe c'mon
Don't you know who I am
Man don't you know who I think I am
He says ' boy I know you better move those shoes where you stand'
Don't you know who I am
He just smiled like he don't give a damn
The big tough jerk says 'move 'cause you're not getting in'
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5. |
End Of Days
02:52
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Damn you're angry, you're a grumpy old man
But I'm not afraid, you need a cane to stand
You're cheap and you're wicked, I know how it feels
I'll be there too in a couple of years
End of days
End of your days
At the end of your days you can rage you can rage at the dying
Of the light
At the end of your days you can shout yourself to sleep
One last time
Some people mellow, grow peaceful with age
You just got worse it's a crying shame
You're done and you're dusted, you're over the hill
But you'll get your revenge when they read out your will
End of days
End of your days
At the end of your days you can rage you can rage at the dying
Of the light
At the end of your days you can fight yourself to sleep
One last time
I wish I could help you find peace in your soul
But what can I say, you just dug your own hole
End of days
End of your days
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6. |
In The Night
02:51
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I don't want to go to school any more
I just wanna have fun
I just wanna have, fun
I don't wanna go to school any more
They make me work like a bastard
Wash behind your ears you little jerk do it faster
Bring your homework there then send you out to the playground
Hundred fuckin rules around here
They'll make you beg, for your ball and chain
They'll make you work for it for it, again and again
You gotta break from the ball and chain
You better run from it, while you still can
I don't wanna go to work any more,
I just wanna have fun
I just wanna have, fun
I don't wanna go to work any more
They'll make you work like a fucker
Pay your union dues and when you finally get on top
They gonna tighten up the screws
And make you pay a little more
Cause they always raise the bar around here
They'll make you beg, for your ball and chain
They'll make you work for it for it, again and again
You gotta break, from the ball and chain
You better run from it, while you still can
I don't wanna sit in jail any more
I just wanna see the sun
I just wanna see the sun
I don't wanna sit in jail any more
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8. |
Old Bill's Barroom
02:49
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Old Bill's baroom, sure built to last
They don't serve couscous, you gotta ask for a glass
Wise, drinking here will make you wise
In comes Sally, she orders a beer
Then she gets on the payphone to yell in my ear
She says 'Eyes, open those bloodshot eyes'
I'll meet you down (I'll meet you down)
At the corner bar (at the corner bar)
It was a golden age when old Bill still played
On his blues guitar
Junk bond Charlie is sitting at the bar
Bragging 'bout whiskey and Dominican cigars
Lies, telling those porky pies
In comes the owner, he don't look good
He said 'a fat man just bought the whole neighbourhood'
Bye, and now we're saying those long goodbyes
I'll meet you down (I'll meet you down)
At the corner bar (at the corner bar)
It was a golden age 'til the neighbourhood changed
Now they serve fois gras
Wise, drinking will make you wise
Bye, now we're saying those long goodbyes
Lies, you're loving those porky pies
I'll meet you down (I'll meet you down)
At the corner bar (at the corner bar)
It was a golden age when old Bill still played
On his blues guitar
Wise, drinking here will make you wise
Bye, now we're saying those long goodbyes
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When the rain falls down
Over London town
I see some people smile
I wonder where they're from
I wonder why they come
What made you leave your home in the sun
Try, darlin if you can
To get on board that first train
To a better land
Or get a bus out
Just get the truck out
Did it rain down fire
Did you jump barbed wire
Was it a holy war
Or just for gas and oil
Well you could fight or stay
Most times it better to just walk away
Try, darlin if you can
To get on board that first train
To a better land
Or get a bus out
Get the truck out
Try, darlin if you can
To get on board that first train
To a better land
Where we can start over again
Was it a holy war
Worth fighting for
Over gas and oil
Well you can come to my door
double chorus as above
Whoah whoah whoah......
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10. |
I Don't Care Anymore
03:25
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On the road to enlightenment
Take a tip from one who's failed
Find your calm and just learn to breath
Light a match then inhale
Now I don't care any more
I did what I could but now it's over
I don't care any more
Did what I could but now it's over
Lose your way down unfriendly street
Rip off shops and counterfeits
And when the man comes and knocks you down
Just try not to give a shit
Now I don't care any more
I did what I could but now it's over
I don't care any more
I did what I could but now it's over
The moment that you're living in
The only one that's mattering
Unless you're looking back on things
Now I don't care any more
I did what I could but now it's over
I don't care any more
I did what I could but now it's over
Ooh I did what I could but now it's over
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Don't like to say farewell
The many times
We said goodbye
I never thought that I
Would have to say farewell
Don't like to say farewell
The many times
You filled my cup
You always filled it right up
Don't like to say farewell
Don't like to say farewell
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Son of Dave London, UK
Son of Dave is an internationally renowned maverick Bluesman. This one-man harmonica & beat-box genius beats his own path, turning rhythm and blues upside down and gathering a huge army of devoted fans from all walks of life. Each album is a full of gems. The live show incredible. Worthy of comparison to any of the greats. ... more
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