At Charlies
At Charlie's
Four time per week
I stop in for a beer
Week after week for the last few years
Count my money before
Heading up to the bar
Then sit back and relax as I spend my money there
And I get happier prices at Charlie's
I can leisurely enjoy my vices at Charlie's
With this ecclectic assortment of freaks at Charlie's
I can worry about my bills and rent next week
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Because I feel alright...
Last night I danced with a tall one in my dreams
I'm drinking this one to the bottom as we speak
The more I drink the better I feel
Dreams overtake and steal from the real
Top me up bartender, if you please
I feel alright...
Day Job
Another day another dollar
And people who think that they're better than me
In the shadows of ivory towers
I hear the view up there is almost heavenly
Maybe I should take the rest of the day off
And dream about quitting my day job again
It gets me down down down down down down
It's only midweek and I feel the crush
Down down down down down down
By the weekend I will surely be dust
The coffee breaks come crawling
The weed and caffeine have stopped doing their thing
I wished I had've called in
Sick for the second time in just two weeks
Maybe I should take the rest of the day off
And dream about quitting my day job again
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Sometimes I want to go postal
The front page would scream that I don't like Monday
Then I think about doing that Bob Geldoff thing
I'll sing about it rather than perpetuate
Maybe I should take the rest of the day off
And dream about quitting my day job again
Down... It's only midweek and I feel the crush
Down... By the weekend I will surely be dust
Down... Playing tag with the snooze button
Down...
Remedy
Every waking hour
Of every single day
I'm always thinking of you
Because I've got it in a bad way
I need a remedy to take this torture away
Because your company baby is what I constantly crave
To lift this curse and set me free I need a remedy
You make me feel so happy
And you make me feel so sad
But one thing you never do to me
Is try to make me feel bad
And I can't help but dwelling on the conversation that we had
When you let me down so easy should I thank you very much for that?
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You make my heart race like mad
And you make my blood get hot
I get red in the face too
It's such a bitter bitter-sweet shock
I need a remedy to lift this curse and set me free
I guarantee you have no clue just what you're doing to me
The Tao of selection
You gotta let it be what it wants to be
Just follow the head of the dragon you see
And if you want to enjoy life's adventure
You gotta follow your own inner nature
Don't try to hard -- don't try to hard
Because you're bound to play the wrong card (chord?)
The Tao of selection
If Lao Tzu was alive today
I think he'd be a sound system DJ
With his kung fu mind he'd select the records he would play
If Lao Tzu was alive toaday he would say:
'You wanna make 'em hop?
You gotta make the drop
On the way to the top there's bound to be some flops
And if you want to enjoy life's adventure
You gotta follow your own innner nature
Don't try to hard -- don't try too hard
Because you're bound to play the wrong card'
The tao of selection
Fist magnet
It's plain to see by the look on your face
You don't like my occupation attitude or tastes
Well I'll survive with a lion's pride
Though you think where I hang's where the snakes reside?
Well I can't shut my mouth and I'm in love with myself
Deep down underground downtown
By the way I'm a fist magnet
How'd I get that name?
Well I earned it
And I can see that I make you shake
Like I'm some kind of rattling rattle snake
Downtown Inmymind there's a train
With viper action baby 'cause I've got this mesage to you
I'm like a cowboy rebel on a wild frontier
No matter my hat colour you still just fear
As with all my tribe; to you we're all marked
You judge soley by the outside -- not the heart
Well Mister you're a better man than I
Yes Mister you're a better man than I
Sometimes I even shed my skin
You wouldn't recognize me if you saw me again
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Rock n Roll's what I am to you
You only start to like it if they tell you to
Rock n Roll's what you types need
Aimed right at your head to make your ear drums bleed
Ha ha ha... Bam bam, like a heavy weight's jab
Soul-fired from the hip like a rocket ship
Automatic
Seeing you for the first time in a while
Made me feel so jealous
You looked me in the eye and then kissed him
And the fire started spreading
I had 18 pints of anger in me
Could I be blamed for being callous?
Messing with a young man's mind like that
Is sure to couse a ruckus
Just 18...
Green often turns to red it's automatic
Just 18...
the colour switched in my head it was automatic
We bumped one another on the dance floor
It was rowdy it was crowded
Maybe I was out of line
I can't remember; my mind was clouded
Your man punched me and knocked me down
Not at all what I was expecting
so I bounced back up like a rubber ball
And gave him a real ass kicking
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The bouncers grabbed me and tossed me out
I waited for your man to follow
People told me I should just go home
But that I just couldn't swallow
I said 'You saw me beat him in the club
I'll do the same out here no doubt'
Out he came; when I began yelling
He knocked my tooth right out
Retina
Last night in flash of intuition
My suspicion exploded to fruition
It sparked in me a booming revelation
the outcome you can well imagine
Now I'm wise to what you have been scheming
In your eyes your intentions cause a gleaming
An indication of the evil you've ben weaning
So wipe those crocodile tears and stop grinning
Sometimes out of sight isn't out of mind
I'll be there to find when you close your eyes
And behind those eyes
I will forever shine
Last night in a flash of intuition
My suspicion exploded to fruition
It sparked in me a booming revelation
The outcome you can well imagine
They say the eyes are windows to the soul
Yours show that in you is gaping hole
As cold as ice, dark as sunsets in Hell
Devils breath the wind in your sails
Going West
Going West...
Kicking a stone all the way home
My liquid smile bubbling truth
On my own
Going West
A beer-bellied breath breaks the silence
As I sing sweet dreams to the moon
On my own
Going West
After a couple of beer I fear no fear
A little bit of wine and I feel so fine
Then I get into the whiskey and I feel so friskey
Then I want some weed to make my brain bleed
Kicking a stone on the way home
My liquid smile bubbling truth
On my own
Going west
Trixie and the Noonanator
She saw the Noonanator on the elevator
He smiled when he saw her, just like an alligator
She liked the big silver stud sticking out of his chin
And the way it wiggled around when he flashed his grin
And Trixie rode a fixie with a 50 - 17
No breaks no gears no worries no fears -- her legs were all she'd need
they'd both acted so aloof while trying to sneak a sideways glance
But neither could of known of the impending tragic circumstance
Both thought the other was heaven sent
Back up they went
After the accident
When he first layed his eyes upon her he knew he was a goner
Tried to say hello but smiled to hide his stammer
He liked those big friendly eyes and those mean racy curves
And when he whiffed her scent it electrified his nerves
And Noony was a looney, rode like none you've ever seen
Cut through traffic with precision and a zen-like ease and speed
They'd both acted so aloof while trying to sneak a sideways glance
But neither could have known of the impending tragic circumstance
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Well that night at the bar they had got together
Both left their bikes at home because of stormy weather
On their way to her place when they were crossing the walk
Both of them were struck down by a renegade truck
And Trixie rode a fixie with a 50 - 17
Noony was a looney rode like none you've ever seen
They'd both seen each other around and wished that one day they could meet
But soon to their delight in the afterlife they could greet
Eunuch
Startled awake at six in the morning
It was dark outside and the weather was storming
morning wood started burning without any warning
Before my eyes was opened I was hot and horny
Now I'm Eunuch... oh no
I opened my eyes and I was shocked to see
Another woman in my bed kneeing between my knees
My head snapped back when I saw it wasn't my baby
Flicked on the light and saw she had a razor to me
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Reggae and Ska
We like to play reggae and ska
from the tiny little island of Jamaica
To all the people of this planet
Whether you walk on sand or soil or granite
Just come one and all to the dancehall
From the hippy to the rudy it's everybody's duty
To come and take a chance and move your pants and lets dance
Feel the beat and make some heat now come on everybody move your feet
I don't want to boast I just want to toast like good host as the players take thier posts
Ready to play the sounds that we like the most
Like records played arouind the world, still, by the masters
Like Roland Alphonso, Tommy Mccook, Don Drummond and Jackie Mittoo
And we can't forget Lynval and Neville and the rest of The Specials
'Cause the Specials brought these beats back to the streets
A sensation from nation to nation
With Terry, Horace, Brad and Jerry, and Roddy Radiation
And the monkey man says....
We like to play reggae and ska
from the 60's sound systems of Jamaica
To all the people of this planet
Whether you walk on sand or soil or granite
Just come one and all...
You don't need Mod threads, crew cuts or dreads on your head -- instead
Succumb to the infection of this endless resurection
Where the cool breaze blows is the direction
This music sounds so sweet gonna make you beat your feet down every street
Can youy dig it? If not frig it
Now you've been told young and old about this music from those days of old
And it's really gonna move you and speak to your soul (repeat)
And the monkey man says...
We like to play reggae and ska
From the rocking penninsula of Nova Scotia
To all the people of this planet
Whether you walk on sand or soil or granite
just come one and all...
Monkey Biz
Don't try to justify your racism
Don't try to justify your classism
Don't try to hide behind your money, man
Because you're just another species of monkey man
To much emphasis on class and origin
We're the king of the monkeys and we've conquered the Earth
We think western man is life's paragon
Reassessment necessary; we were not here first
We are rich monkeys
We are poor monkeys
We are tall monkeys
We are short monkeys
We are black monkeys
We are white monkeys
We are wrong monkeys
We are right monkeys
Don't push too hard for your religion
The holy grail of thought isn't science, man
King Konqueror is beating out this sweet rhythm
Peace and love or we'll beat you into submission
Too much emphasis on class and origin
We're the king of the monkey's and we've conquered the Earth
We think western man is life's paragon
Reassessment necessary we were not here first
... We're all a bunch of monkey's
Mama Don't Worry
I say Mama don't worry
Mama don't worry
'Cause I'm on my way home
Been chronic in the jungle oh so many years ago
Kicking in the wheat fields I choose mostly now to go
Sometimes I even want to go rolling in the snow
When I been frolicking in the fields I can never say no
Then sometime when the sun comes up I want to go home
I taste the night before in my mouth and in my head I hear echoes
When I open up my wallet I wonder where'd my money go
Then I go and check my pockets oh lord where'd my money go
I can't buy my own drinks so I go a take a loan
And when I burn through my loan I think my brothers think me low
Brothers think me low Lord my brothers think me low...
I say Mama don't worry...
All my whole life I've sought an anchor like you
To keep me from drifting to a Siren's song
Through doldrums and storms, girl, you kept me strong
But anchores have chains and chains they feel wrong
I say Mama don't worry...
