1. |
I Don't Sleep
04:20
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Draw me a golden staff and let me lean
On your heaped up pile of discarded melody
Ride me up in your chariot rhythm machine
I don’t sleep, shake your tambourine
I don’t sleep, shake your tambourine
Away away I’m blind awake away
To your pulsing gentle swaying tidal wave
Wash me out let me hang
I don’t sleep, you know what to shake
I don’t sleep, you know what to shake
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2. |
Mr. Rose
04:20
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Rose was a man
Like no other man
He had a singular way about him
That made it so hard to know him
His wife got him dressed
So he looked like the rest
But his clothes couldn’t hide that he had his
Own private side he had his
Own rituals
Like touching his toes
Every morning at six
He never would miss
His own rituals
His own rituals
Rose had a job
And he did his job well
Mr. Rose was the kind
Who would put his soul on the line
He would always
Be there at eight
And he always worked straight he would
Lend his good name to a cause
The boss and the salesmen they called him
Almost a saint
A virtual saint
Every morning at six
He never would miss
His own rituals
His own rituals
Then an Autumn day came
When the jobs were no more
And the causes he’d known
Were like the leaves that had fallen
Just like the clothes he had worn there was a
Silence outside and a coldness within
And then all he had left
Was what he had to begin he had
His own rituals
Like touching his toes
Every morning at six
He never would miss
His own rituals
His own rituals
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3. |
Take Me In Your Arms
02:57
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I’ve lost my way again
I’ve come to a dead end
I’ve used up all my time my love
Please take me in your arms
I’ve slept one hundred years
And swept beneath the sea
I’ve been pierced by spirit’s lances love
Left holes in my tongue
Then they stood me like a block of wood
And they let their arrows fly
They cut away my flesh my love
To separate my bones
Then they counted every one
They found I had too few
I did not pass the test my love
Please take me in your arms
Please take me in your arms
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4. |
Man In A Knot
04:29
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There’s a car on the street
And it’s been in a wreck
The windshield’s cracked out
Where it met with two heads
It was just yesterday
I heard two cops point and say
Dried blood on the seat
That’s where he shot himself
There’s a car on street
And it’s been in a wreck
The windshield’s cracked out
Into glass spiderwebs
Now it's just 2am
And you’re upstairs asleep
The window’s open
But there stirs not a breeze
Shut up
Quit bothering me
Shut up shut up please
Please leave me alone
So you creep to the sill
And you peek down below
It’s quiet as hell
In the streetlight shadows
Then the voice comes again
Like it’s inside your head
There’s a man in a knot
Screaming out from the wreck
Shut up
Quit bothering me
Shut up shut up please
Please leave me alone
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5. |
Shady Grove
05:46
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Shady grove my true love
Shady grove my darlin’
Shady grove my true love
Going back to Harlan
Once I was a pretty little boy
Playing in the sand
Now I am a great big boy
Think myself a man
I made myself a banjo
Made it out of pine
The only song that it would sing
Trouble on my mind
Trouble on my mind
I went out a walkin’
A talk one day
I chanced upon my own true love
She passed my way
Shady grove my true love
Shady grove my darlin’
Shady grove my true love
Going back to Harlan
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6. |
Hold On
03:48
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When your hopes turn into heartache
And you’ve lost your way to be
When your dreams of peace and brotherhood
Smack up to reality
When your small dog and your best friend
Just bark and make you mad
Don’t jump to no conclusions
Hold on while you can
Hold on
Hold on
And if you need something
To get you through the night
Just listen to this melody
Everything’s going to be alright
So do call for justice
And do call for peace
And don’t keep it bottled up
And don’t call the police
But when you’re on the platform
And it’s 95 degrees
And the loudspeaker’s just cracklin’
You can’t make out a thing
Hold on
Hold on
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7. |
Just Part Crazy
02:35
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Talk about the Dalai Lama
Comin’ to the Cinerama
Lookin’ at my neighbor in the flesh
Twenty times a day I ask
The lord please let me live at last
Thought about it hard and I’m a
I’m a, I’m, I’m a
Just part crazy I am
Just part crazy I am
Just part crazy I am
Just...
I.U.I. or I.V.F. or S.P.E.R.M. and eggs
We’re mixed up in this reproductive stew
Cow and pig and horse and ass
All headed for the railroad tracks
A three year old could tell as well that
You and I are
Just part crazy we are
Just part crazy we are
Just part crazy we are
Just...
Just...
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8. |
Beautiful
03:13
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Walk in park 8am
Shadows of sleeping men
Mothers in uniform
Picking up around them
Maid opens up the drapes
Mistress is sleeping late
Lights up a cigarette
I walk by, it’s all so
Beautiful
Beautiful
Subway ride 5:15
Plaster dust on my knee
Businessman black cashmere
Brush by oblivious
Rush hour accident
Pool of blood, ambulance
One man’s decision holds
Up half a million, it’s
Beautiful
Beautiful
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9. |
In The Dark
04:30
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Said a deaf man once to the blind
I can’t hear so well speak up
Said the blind man back very well
I can’t see so good myself
Yes I see you’re not perfect man
That is not what I most need
I got this alarm clock tells perfect time
I need someone to hear it ring
In the dark
In the dark
Blind man thought about that for a while
Saying what is it that I most need?
I might enjoy weekends by the shore
But what I need is what needs me
Thus he did reply with these words
Rest assured I’ll hear it ring
And if your time should come before that hour
Part not with a veil of greed
In the dark
In the dark
Deaf man understood not a word
But he saw the blind agreed
He set his clock upon solid ground
Then he laid his head upon his knee
Thus the day did pass into night
And the night did bear a dream
Why are we afraid in the dark?
Fear is what we sow and reap
In the dark
In the dark
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10. |
Say You Will
05:18
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The cast of your eye
The call of your grace
Drew me to you
Pity not us the cry of our lips
Did we swear to
Walking so close there only remained
A simple crossing
As you approach a foot on the plank
I simply ask you
Say you will
Say you will
Atoms explode
Mountains collapse
A simple fracture
Two pointed words can two fragile hearts
Force asunder
Pity not us what fools can construct
Can fools also pay for
Bear not the rag for two idle minds
Forced to wake up
Say you will
Say you will
Head’s in a cloud
A foot on the grave
Where our love lies
Torrents descend a cold wind arise
Still our love lies
Pity not us it’s new voices break
The old ones give out
An eye full of days, an ear full of nights
Left to live out
Say you will
Say you will
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Mr. Rose New Jersey
Mr Rose is John Sherman on accordion and vocals,
Fred Parcells on trombone, and
Billy Loos on log
drum and madal.
A new trio with a storied past including Black 47 (Fred), Sex Pod (Billy) and Richard Thompson (John) all three are also long time members of the Montclair, NJ band Big Mamou.
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