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He's got himself a homemade special

You know his glass is full of sand

And it feels just like a jaybird the way it fits into his hand

He rolled a blade up in his trick towel

They slap their hands against the wall

You never trip, you never stumble

He's walking Spanish down the hall

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I come home in the morning light,

My mother says "When you gonna live your life right?"

Oh,mother,dear,

We're not the fortunate ones,

And girlies,

They wanna have fu-un.

Oh,girlies,

Just wanna go climbing.

 

The phone rings in the middle of the night,

My father yells "What you gonna do with your life?"

Oh,daddy,dear,

You know you're still number one,

But girlies,

They wanna have fu-un,

Oh,girlies,just wanna have

That's all they really want.....

To climb....

 

When the working day is done,

Oh,girlies,

They wanna go climbing,

Oh,girlies,

Just wanna have fun....

 

Girlies,

They want,

Wanna have fun.

Girlies,

Wanna have fun.

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On a warm summers evening, on a train bound for nowhere, i met up with the gambler, we were both to tired to sleep. So we took turns staring, out the window, at the darkness. The boredom over took us and he began to speak, he said son i made my life, outa reading peoples faces, knowing what their cards were, by the way they held their eyes, and if you don't mind me saying, i can see your out of aces, for a taste of your whiskey, i'll give you some advice. So i handed him my bottle, and he drank down my last swallow, then he bummed a cigarette, and asked me for a light. The night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression, he said if your gonna play the game boy, you gotta learn to play it right.

 

(chorus)

You gotta know when to hold them, know when to fold them, know when to walk away, know when to run. You never count your money, when your sitting at the table, there'll be time enough for counting, when the dealing's done.

 

Now every gambler knows, the secret to survival, is knowing what to throw away, and knowing what to keep. Cause every hand's a winner, and every hand's a loser, and the best you can hope for is to die in your sleep.

 

(chorus)

 

Now when he finished speaking, he turned back towards the window, crushed out his cigarette, and faded off to sleep. And somewhere in the darkness, the gambler he broke even, and in his final words i found an ace that i could keep.

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I can see her lookin’ fast in her faded jeans

She’s a hard lovin’ woman, got me feelin’ mean

Sometimes I think it’s a shame

When I get feelin’ better when I’m feelin’ no pain

Sundown ya better take care

If I find you been creepin’ ’round my back stairs

Sundown ya better take care

If I find you been creepin’ ’round my back stairs

Sometimes I think it’s a sin

When I feel like I’m winnin’ when I’m losin’ again

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Never hit 17 when you play against the dealer

For you know that the odds won't ride with you

And never leave your woman alone when your friends are out to steal her

Years are gambled and lost like summer wages.

 

And we'll keep rollin on'til we get to Vancouver

And the woman that I love who's living there

It's been 6 long months and more since I've seen her

She may be gambled and gone like summer wages.

 

And all the beer parlors all down along Main Street

The dreams of the seasons are all spilled down on the floor

All the big stands of timber just waiting for falling

And the hustlers sitting watchfully as they wait there by the door.

 

So I'll work on the towboats In my slippery city shoes

Which I swore I would never do again

Through the worst fogbound straits where the cedars stand watching

I'll be far off and gone like summer wages.

 

Ah, she's a woman so fine I may never try to find her

For good memories of what we had before

They should never be changed for they're all that I'll take with me

Now I've gambled and lost my summer wages.

 

Years are gambled and lost like summer wages.

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After you get what you want, you don't want it.

If I gave you the moon you'd grow tired of it soon

You're like a baby.

You want what you want when you want it.

But after you are presented with what you want

you're discontented.

You're always wishing and wanting for something

When you get what you want you don't want what you get

And though I sit upon your knee you'll grow tired of me

'Cuz after you get what you want you don't want what you wanted at all.

 

Changeable, you got a changeable nature

always, always changing your mind

there's a longing in your eye hard to satisfy

and here's the reason why...

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And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack

And you may find yourself in another part of the world

And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile

And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful

Wife

And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?

 

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down

Letting the days go by/water flowing underground

Into the blue again/after the money’s gone

Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

 

And you may ask yourself

How do I work this?

And you may ask yourself

Where is that large automobile?

And you may tell yourself

This is not my beautiful house!

And you may tell yourself

This is not my beautiful wife!

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Watch out

You might get what you’re after

Cool babies

Strange but not a stranger

I’m an ordinary guy

Burning down the house

 

Hold tight wait till the party’s over

Hold tight we’re in for nasty weather

There has got to be a way

Burning down the house

 

Here’s your ticket pack your bag: time for jumpin’ overboard

The transportation is here

Close enough but not too far, maybe you know where you are

Fightin’ fire with fire

 

All wet

Hey you might need a raincoat

Shakedown

Dreams walking in broad daylight

Three hun-dred six-ty five de-grees

Burning down the house

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Take me across the water

'Cause I need some place to hide

I've done the rancher's daughter

And I sure did hurt his pride - Ha

ha !

Uhu

Uhu

Aaaaah

 

Well there's a hundred miles of desert lies

Between his hide and mine

I don't need no food and no water

Lord

'Cause I'm running out of time

 

Ref) Fighting

Killin' - wine and women-

Gonna put me to my grave

Runnin' hidin' loosin' cryin'

Nothing left to save - But my life

Uhu

Uhu

Aaaaah

Uhu

Uhu

Aaaaah

 

Stood on a ridge and shunned religion

Thinking the world was mine

I made my break and a big mistake

Stealin' when I should have been buying

 

Ref) Fighting

Killin' - wine and women-

Gonna put me to my grave

Runnin' hidin' loosin' cryin'

Nothing left to save - But my life

Uhu

Uhu

Aaaaah

 

Stood on a ridge and shunned religion

Thinking the world was mine

I made my break and a big mistake

Stealin' when I should have been buying

I was stealin' when I should have been buying

I was stealin' when I should have been buying

I say Stealin' when I should have been buying ........

 

Uriah Heep, Stealin'

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Make a hole with a gun perpendicular

To the name of this town in a desk-top globe

Exit wound in a foreign nation

Showing the home of the one this was written for

My apartment looks upside down from there

Water spirals the wrong way out the sink

And her voice is a backwards record

It's like a whirlpool and it never ends

 

Ana Ng and I are getting old

And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence

Listen Ana hear my words

They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

 

All alone at the '64 World's Fair

Eighty dolls yelling "Small girl after all"

Who was at the Dupont Pavilion?

Why was the bench still warm? Who had been there?

Or the time when the storm tangled up the wire

To the horn on the pole at the bus depot

And in the back of the edge of hearing

These are the words the voice was repeating:

 

Ana Ng and I are getting old

And we still haven't walked in the glow of each other's majestic presence

Listen Ana hear my words

They're the ones you would think I would say if there was a me for you

 

When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge:

"I don't want the world, I just want your half"

 

They don't need me here, and I know you're there

Where the world goes by like the humid air

And it sticks like a broken record

Everything sticks like a broken record

Everything sticks until it goes away

And the truth is, we don't know anything

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