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Guilty: 30 Years of Randy Newman


Rhino (75567), November 1998

Disc 1

Love Story (You and Me)
Lyrics

I like your mother
I like your brother
I like you
And you like me too
We’ll get a preacher
I’ll buy a ring
We’ll hire a band
With an accordion
A violin
And a tenor who can sing

You and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby

We’ll have a kid
Or maybe we’ll rent one
He’s got to be straight
We don’t want a bent one
He’ll drink his baby brew
From a big brass cup
Someday he may be president
If things loosen up

You and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby
You and me you and me you and me, baby

I’ll take the train into the city ev’ry mornin’
You may be plain – I think you’re pretty in the mornin’
And some nights we’ll go out dancin’
If I am not too tired
Some nights we’ll sit romancin’
Watching the Late Show by the fire

When our kids are grown
With kids of their own
They’ll send us away
To a little home in Florida
We’ll play checkers all day
Until we pass away


Bet No One Ever Hurt This Bad
Lyrics

Sit by my window and watch the rain
I hear it beating on my windowpane
Well, it makes me so sad
Be no one ever hurt this bad

My baby left me and now I’m alone
Wait for a letter and I sit by the phone
Oh, the troubles I’ve had
Bet no one ever hurt this bad

Since you went away
I can’t face the day
And night brings nothin’ but pain
Thought I could go on
I see that I was wrong
Baby, please come home – I just can’t stand to be alone

Somebody somewhere here my plea
And send my baby back to me
It’d make me so glad
‘Cause no one ever hurt this bad


Cowboy
Lyrics

Cold gray buildings where a hill should be
Steel and concrete closin’ in on me
City faces haunt the places
I used to roam
Cowboy, cowboy – can’t run, can’t hide
Too late to fight now – too tired to try

Wind that once blew free
Now scatters dust to the sky
Cowboy, cowboy – can’t run, can’t hide
Too late to fight now – too tired to try


The Beehive State
Lyrics

“Since you’re the delegate from Kansas
Will you kindly take the floor
And tell us what is Kansas thinking
And what is Kansas for?”

“Well Kansas is for the farmer
We stand behind the little man
And we need a firehouse in Topeka
So help us if you can”

“I see the gentleman from Utah
Our friendly Beehive State
How can we help you, Utah?
How can we make you great?”

“Well, we got to irrigate our deserts
We’ve got to get some things to grow
And we got to tell this country about Utah
`Cause nobody seems to know”


I Think It’s Going To Rain Today
Lyrics

Broken windows and empty hallways
A pale dead moon in the sky streaked with gray
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it’s going to rain today

Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles
With frozen smiles to chase love away
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it’s going to rain today

Lonely, lonely
Tin can at my feet
Think I’ll kick it down the street
That’s the way to treat a friend

Bright before me the signs implore me
Help the needy and show them the way
Human kindness is overflowing
And I think it’s going to rain today


Davy The Fat Boy
Lyrics

I’ve been his friend since we were little babies
I was a comfort to his mother and a pal to his dad
Before they passed away they said,
“Please take care of our Davy
You may be the only friend he ever will have”

Davy the fat boy, Davy the fat boy
Isn’t he round? Isn’t he round?
What do he weigh, folks?
Can you guess what he weighs?
It’s only a quarter
Win a teddy bear for the girlfriend
Or something for the wife
You got to let this fat boy in your life

I think we can persuade him to do
The famous fat boy dance for you
Give me half a chance
I just know you’ll like my fat boy’s dance

Davy the fat boy, Davy the fat boy
Isn’t he
Isn’t he round?


Have You Seen My Baby
Lyrics

Have you seen my baby
On the avenue?
You know she’s driving me crazy
With the funny things she do
I seen her with the milkman
Ridin’ down the street
When you’re through with my baby, milkman
Send her home to me

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
You know it’s been so long
Since she have been gone
Hold on, hold on, hold on

I seen her with the gypsies
Dancin’ in the wood
She’s always been unfaithful to me
She ain’t never been no good
I say, “Please don’t talk to strangers, baby”
But she always do
She say, “I’ll talk to strangers if I want to
‘Cause I’m a stranger, too”

Hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on
You know it’s been so long
Since she have been gone
Hold on, hold on, hold on


Let’s Burn Down The Cornfield
Lyrics

Let’s burn down the cornfield
Let’s burn down the cornfield
And we can listen to it burn

You hide behind the oak tree
You hide behind the oak tree
Stay out of danger ’til I return

Oh, it’s so good
On a cold night
To have a fire
Burnin’ warm and bright

You hide behind the oak tree
You hide behind the oak tree
Stay out of danger ’till I return

Let’s burn down the cornfield
Let’s burn down the cornfield
And I’ll make love to you while it’s burning


Mama Told Me Not To Come
Lyrics

Will you have whiskey with your water
Or sugar with your tea?
What are these crazy questions
That they’re asking of me?
This is the wildest party that there ever could be
Oh, don’t turn on the light ’cause I don’t want to see

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
Mama said, “That ain’t no way to have fun”

Open up the window, let some air into this room
I think I’m almost choking on the smell of stale perfume
And that cigarette you’re smoking ’bout to scare me half to death
Open up the window, let me catch my breath

The radio is blasting, someone’s beating on the door
Our hostess is not lasting – she’s out on the floor
I seen so many things here I ain’t never seen before
I don’t know what it is – but I don’t wanna see no more

Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
Mama said, “That ain’t no way to have fun”


Suzanne
Lyrics

I saw your name, baby
In a telephone booth
And it told all about you, mama
Boy, I hope it was the truth
I took down your number
Looked up your address, Sue
And I was hopin’ that maybe
You could love me, too

I’m gonna wait in the shadows
For you to come by
I’m gonna wait in the shadows
For you to come by
And then I’ll jump from the shadows
And try and catch your eye
Gonna run my fingers through your hair
And love you everywhere

Now I don’t want to get too romantic
That’s just not my way
But when I get my arms around you
I’m gonna rock you all the night
Gonna rock you all the day
Suzanne, you won’t know it but I’ll be behind you
Don’t try and run away from me, little girl
Wherever you go I’ll find you
And when you go to the pictures
And I know you do
Don’t take no one with you
‘Cause I’ll be there, too
Suzanne


Old Kentucky Home
Lyrics

Turpentine and dandelion wine
I’ve turned the corner and I’m doin’ fine
Shootin’ at the birds on the telephone line
Pickin’ em off with this gun of mine
I got a fire in my belly
And a fire in my head
Goin’ higher and higher
Until I’m dead

Sister Sue, she’s short and stout
She didn’t grow up – she grew out
Mama says she’s plain but she’s just bein’ kind
Papa thinks she’s pretty but he’s almost blind
Don’t let her out much ‘cept at night
But I don’t care ’cause I’m all right

Oh, the sun shines bright on
My Old Kentucky Home
And the young folks roll on the floor
Oh, the sun shines bright on
My Old Kentucky Home
Keep them hard times away from my door

Brother Gene, he’s big and mean
And he don’t have much to say
He had a little woman who he whupped each day
But now she’s gone away
He got drunk last night
Kicked mama down the stairs
But I’m all right so I don’t care


Sail Away
Lyrics

In America you’ll get food to eat
Won’t have to run through the jungle
And scuff up your feet
You’ll just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day
It’s great to be an American

Ain’t no lions or tigers
Ain’t no mamba snake
Just the sweet watermelon and the buckwheat cake
Ev’rybody is as happy as a man can be
Climb aboard, little wog
Sail away with me

Sail away
Sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
Sail away
Sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay

In America every man is free
To take care of his home and his family
You’ll be as happy as a monkey in a monkey tree
You’re all gonna be an American

Sail away
Sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
Sail away
Sail away
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay


Lonely At The Top
Lyrics

I’ve been around the world
Had my pick of any girl
You’d think I’d be happy
But I’m not
Ev’rybody knows my name
But it’s just a crazy game
Oh, it’s lonely at the top

Listen to the band, they’re playing just for me
Listen to the people paying just for me
All the applause-all the parades
And all the money I have made
Oh, it’s lonely at the top

Listen all you fools out there
Go on and love me-I don’t care
Oh, it’s lonely at the top
Oh, it’s lonely at the top


Last Night I Had a Dream
Lyrics

Last night I had a dream
You were in it, I was in it with you
Everyone that I knew
And everyone that you know was in my dream
I saw a vampire
I saw a ghost
Everybody scared me but you sacred me the most
In the dream I had last night
In the dream I had last night
In my dream

It started out in a barnyard at sundown
And everyone was laughing and you were lying on the ground
You said, “Honey, can you tell me what you name is?”
“Honey, can you tell me what your name is?”
I said, “You know what my name is.”

Last night I had a dream
You were in it, I was in it with you
Everyone that I knew
And everyone that you know was in my dream
I saw a vampire
I saw a ghost
Everybody scared me but you sacred me the most
In the dream I had last night
In the dream I had last night
In my dream


Political Science
Lyrics

No one likes us-I don’t know why
We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try
But all around, even our old friends put us down
Let’s drop the big one and see what happens

We give them money-but are they grateful?
No, they’re spiteful and they’re hateful
They don’t respect us-so let’s surprise them
We’ll drop the big one and pulverize them

Asia’s crowded and Europe’s too old
Africa is far too hot
And Canada’s too cold
And South America stole our name
Let’s drop the big one
There’ll be no one left to blame us

We’ll save Australia
Don’t wanna hurt no kangaroo
We’ll build an All American amusement park there
They got surfin’, too

Boom goes London and boom Paree
More room for you and more room for me
And every city the whole world round
Will just be another American town
Oh, how peaceful it will be
We’ll set everybody free
You’ll wear a Japanese kimono
And there’ll be Italian shoes for me

They all hate us anyhow
So let’s drop the big one now
Let’s drop the big one now


Burn On
Lyrics

There’s a red moon rising
On the Cuyahoga River
Rolling into Cleveland to the lake

There’s a red moon rising
On the Cuyahoga River
Rolling into Cleveland to the lake

There’s an oil barge winding
Down the Cuyahoga River
Rolling into Cleveland to the lake

There’s an oil barge winding
Down the Cuyahoga River
Rolling into Cleveland to the lake

Cleveland, city of light, city of magic
Cleveland, city of light, you’re calling me
Cleveland, even now I can remember
‘Cause the Cuyahoga River
Goes smokin’ through my dreams

Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on
Now the Lord can make you tumble
And the Lord can make you turn
And the Lord can make you overflow
But the Lord can’t make you burn

Burn on, big river, burn on
Burn on, big river, burn on


Memo To My Son
Lyrics

What have you done to the mirror?
What have you done to the floor?
Can’t I go nowhere without you?
Can’t I leave you alone any more?
Can’t I leave you alone any more?

I know you don’t think much of me
But someday you’ll understand
Wait’ll you learn how to talk, baby
I’ll show you how smart I am
I want to show you how smart I am

A quitter never wins
A winner never quits
When the going gets tough
The tough get going

Maybe you don’t know how to walk, baby
Maybe you can’t talk none either
Maybe you never will, baby
But I’ll always love you
I’ll always love you


You Can Leave Your Hat On
Lyrics

Baby, take off your coat…(real slow)
Baby, take off your shoes…(here, I’ll take your shoes)
Baby, take off your dress
Yes, yes, yes
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on
You can leave your hat on

Go on over there and turn on the light…no, all the lights
Now come back here and stand on this chair…that’s right
Raise your arms up in to the air…shake ‘em
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live
You give me a reason to live

Suspicious minds are talking
Trying to tear us apart
They say that my love is wrong
They don’t know what love is
They don’t know what love is
They don’t know what love is
They don’t know what love is
I know what love is


God’s Song (That’s Why I Love Mankind)
Lyrics

Cain slew Abel, Seth knew not why
For if the children of Israel were to multiply
Why must any of the children die?
So he asked the Lord
And the Lord said:

Man means nothing, he means less to me
Than the lowliest cactus flower
Or the humblest Yucca tree
He chases round this desert
‘Cause he thinks that’s where I’ll be
That’s why I love mankind

I recoil in horror from the foulness of thee
From the squalor and the filth and the misery
How we laugh up here in heaven at the prayers you offer me
That’s why I love mankind

The Christians and the Jews were having a jamboree
The Buddhists and the Hindus joined on satellite TV
They picked their four greatest priests
And they began to speak
They said, “Lord, a plague is on the world
Lord, no man is free
The temples that we built to you
Have tumbled into the sea
Lord, if you won’t take care of us
Won’t you please, please let us be?”
And the Lord said
And the Lord said

I burn down your cities-how blind you must be
I take from you your children and you say how blessed are we
You all must be crazy to put your faith in me
That’s why I love mankind
You really need me
That’s why I love mankind


Rednecks
Lyrics

Last night I saw Lester Maddox on a TV show
With some smart-ass New York Jew
And the Jew laughed at Lester Maddox
And the audience laughed at Lester Maddox too
Well, he may be a fool but he’s our fool
If they think they’re better than him they’re wrong
So I went to the park and I took some paper along
And that’s where I made this song

We talk real funny down here
We drink too much and we laugh too loud
We’re too dumb to make it in no Northern town
And we’re keepin’ the niggers down
We got no-necked oilmen from Texas
And good ol’ boys from Tennessee
And college men from LSU
Went in dumb – come out dumb too
Hustlin’ ’round Atlanta in their alligator shoes
Gettin’ drunk every weekend at the barbecues
And they’re keepin’ the niggers down

We’re rednecks, rednecks
And we don’t know our ass from a hole in the ground
We’re rednecks, we’re rednecks
And we’re keeping the niggers down

Now your northern nigger’s a Negro
You see he’s got his dignity
Down here we’re too ignorant to realize
That the North has set the nigger free
Yes he’s free to be put in a cage
In Harlem in New York City
And he’s free to be put in a cage in the South-Side of Chicago
And the West-Side
And he’s free to be put in a cage in Hough in Cleveland
And he’s free to be put in a cage in East St. Louis
And he’s free to be put in a cage in Fillmore in San Francisco
And he’s free to be put in a cage in Roxbury in Boston
They’re gatherin’ ‘em up from miles around
Keepin’ the niggers down

We’re rednecks, we’re rednecks
We don’t know our ass from a hole in the ground
We’re rednecks, we’re rednecks
And we’re keeping the niggers down
We are keeping the niggers down


Birmingham
Lyrics

Got a wife, got a family
Earn my livin’ with my hand
I’m a roller in a steel mill
In downtown Birmingham

My daddy was a barber
And a most unsightly man
He was born in Tuscaloosa
But he died right here in Birmingham

Birmingham, Birmingham
The greatest city in Alabam’
You can travel ‘cross this entire land
But there ain’t no place like Birmingham

My wife’s named Mary
But she’s called Marie
We live in a three room house
With a pepper tree
I work all day in the factory
That’s alright with me

Got a big black dog
Whose name is Dan
Lives in my backyard in Birmingham
He is the meanest dog in Alabam’
Get ‘em Dan

Birmingham, Birmingham
The greatest city in Alabam’
You can travel ‘cross this entire land
But there ain’t no place like Birmingham


Marie
Lyrics

You looked like a princess the night we met
With your hair piled up high
I will never forget
I’m drunk right now baby
But I’ve got to be
Or I never could tell you
What you meant to me

I loved you the first time I saw you
And I always will love you Marie
I loved you the first time I saw you
And I always will love you Marie

You’re the song that the trees sing when the wind blows
You’re a flower, you’re a river, you’re a rainbow
Sometimes I’m crazy
But I guess you know
And I’m weak and I’m lazy
And I’ve hurt you so
And I don’t listen to a word you say
When you’re in trouble I just turn away

But I love you and I loved you the first time I saw you
And I always will love you Marie
I loved you the first time I saw you
And I always will love you Marie


Guilty
Lyrics

Yes, baby, I been drinkin’
And I shouldn’t come by I know
But I found myself in trouble, darlin’
And I had nowhere else to go

Got some whisky from the barman
Got some cocaine from a friend
I just had to keep on movin’
Til I was back in your arms again

I’m guilty, baby I’m guilty
And I’ll be guilty all the rest of my life
How come I never do what I’m supposed to do
How come nothin’ that I try to do ever turns out right?

You know, you know how it is with me baby
You know, you know I just can’t stand myself
And it takes a whole lot of medicine
For me to pretend that I’m somebody else


Louisiana 1927
Lyrics

What has happened down here is the winds have changed
Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain
Rained real hard and it rained for a real long time
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline

The river rose all day
The river rose all night
Some people got lost in the flood
Some people got away alright
The river have busted through clear down to Plaquemines
Six feet of water in the streets of Evangelne

Louisiana, Louisiana
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
Louisiana, Louisiana
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
They’re tryin’ to wash us away

President Coolidge came down in a railroad train
With a little fat man with a note-pad in his hand
The President say, “Little fat man isn’t it a shame what the river has
done
To this poor crackers land.”

Louisiana, Louisiana
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
Louisiana, Louisiana
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
They’re tryin’ to wash us away
They’re tryin’ to wash us away


Kingfish
Lyrics

There’s a hundred-thousand Frenchmen in New Orleans
In New Orleans there are Frenchmen everywhere
But your house could fall down
Your baby could drown
Wouldn’t none of those Frenchmen care

Everybody gather ’round
Loosen up your suspenders
Hunker down on the ground
I’m a cracker
And you are too
But don’t I take good care of you

Who built the highway to Baton Rouge?
Who put up the hospital and built your schools?
Who looks after shit-kickers like you?
The Kingfish do

Who gave a party at the Roosevelt Hotel?
And invited the whole north half of the state down there for free
The people in the city
Had their eyes bugging out
Cause everyone looked just like me

Here comes the Kingfish, the Kingfish
Everybody sing
Here’s the Kingfish, the Kingfish
Every man a king

Who took on the Standard Oil men
And whipped their ass
Just like he promised he’d do?
Ain’t no Standard Oil men gonna run this state
Gonna be run by little folks like me and you

Here’s the Kingfish, the Kingfish
Friend of the working man
The Kingfish, the Kingfish
The Kingfish gonna save this land


Baltimore
Lyrics

Beat-up little seagull
On a marble stair
Tryin’ to find the ocean
Lookin’ everywhere

Hard times in the city
In a hard town by the sea
Ain’t nowhere to run to
There ain’t nothin’ here for free

Hooker on the corner
Waitin’ for a train
Drunk lyin’ on the sidewalk
Sleepin’ in the rain

And they hide their faces
And they hide their eyes
‘Cause the city’s dyin’
And they don’t know why

Oh, Baltimore
Man, it’s hard just to live
Oh, Baltimore
Man, it’s hard just to live, just to live

Get my sister Sandy
And my little brother Ray
Buy a big old wagon
Gonna haul us all away

Livin’ in the country
Where the mountain’s high
Never comin’ back here
‘Til the day I die

Oh, Baltimore
Man, it’s hard just to live
Oh, Baltimore
Man, it’s hard just to live, just to live

Oh, Baltimore
Man, it’s hard just to live
Oh, Baltimore
Man, it’s hard just to live, just to live


Rider In The Rain
Lyrics

Got a gun in my holster
Got a horse between my knees
And I’m goin’ to Arizona
Pardon me, boys, if you please

I have been a desperado
Raped and pillaged ‘cross the plain
Now, I’m goin’ to Arizona
Just a Rider In The Rain

He’s a Rider In The Rain
He’s a Rider In The Rain
And I’m goin’ to Arizona
He’s a Rider In The Rain

Oh, my mother’s in St. Louis
And my bride’s in Tennessee
So, I’m goin’ to Arizona
With a banjo on my knee

He’s a Rider In The Rain
He’s a Rider In The Rain
And I’m goin’ to Arizona
He’s a Rider In The Rain

Used to work in Uncle’s feed store
While he was fightin’ in the war
Now I’m goin’ to Arizona
Ain’t gonna work for him no more

I’m the son of the prairie
And the wind that sweeps the plain
So, I’m goin’ to Arizona
Just a Rider In The Rain

I’m a Rider In The Rain
I’m a Rider In The Rain
And he’s goin’ to Arizona
Just a Rider In The Rain

He’s a Rider In The Rain
He’s a Rider In The Rain
And I’m goin’ to Arizona
Just a Rider In The Rain


Disc 2

Short People
Lyrics

Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason
Short People got no reason
To live

They got little hands
Little eyes
They walk around
Tellin’ great big lies
They got little noses
And tiny little teeth
They wear platform shoes
On their nasty little feet

Well, I don’t want no Short People
Don’t want no Short People
Don’t want no Short People
`Round here

Short People are just the same
As you and I
(A Fool Such As I)
All men are brothers
Until the day they die
(It’s A Wonderful World)

Short People got nobody
Short People got nobody
Short People got nobody
To love

They got little baby legs
That stand so low
You got to pick ‘em up
Just to say hello
They got little cars
That go beep, beep, beep
They got little voices
Goin’ peep, peep, peep
They got grubby little fingers
And dirty little minds
They’re gonna get you every time
Well, I don’t want no Short People
Don’t want no Short People
Don’t want no Short People
‘Round here


Little Criminals
Lyrics

What you wanna come back here for?
Thought you’re with your uptown friends
Don’t need none of your junkie business
You gonna screw us up again

Get your blackjack off my table
Get your coat out of my rack
We don’t need you ’round here, jerk-off
Chuck, I want you off my back

‘Cause we’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it to the top

Got a gun from Uncle Freddy
Got a station all picked out
Got a plan and now we’re ready
Gonna take that station out

So you go on about your business
You just leave use folks alone
We don’t need no two-bit junkie
Screwin’ up our happy home

‘Cause we’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it to the top

We’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it
We’ve almost made it to the top


In Germany Before The War
Lyrics

In Germany Before The War
There was a man who owned a store
In nineteen hundred thirty-four
In Dusseldorf
And every night at fine-o-nine
He’d cross the park down to the Rhine
And he’d sit there by the shore

I’m looking at the river
But I’m thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea
I’m looking at the river
But I’m thinking of the sea

A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray
Reflected in his glasses
As he watches her
A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray

I’m looking at the river
But I’m thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea

We lie beneath the autumn sky
My little golden girl and I
And she lies very still


I’ll Be Home
Lyrics

I’ll Be Home
I’ll Be Home
When your nights are troubled
And you’re all alone
When you’re feeling down
And need some sympathy
And there’s no one else around
To keep you company
Remember, baby,
You can always count on me

I’ll Be Home
I’ll Be Home
I’ll Be Home

I’ll Be Home
I’ll Be Home
Wherever you may wander
And wherever you may roam
You come back
I’ll be waiting here for you
No one else will ever love you
The way I do
I’ll be here to comfort you
And see you through

I’ll Be Home
I’ll Be Home
I’ll Be Home


It’s Money That I Love
Lyrics

I don’t love the mountains
And I don’t love the sea
And I don’t love Jesus
He never done a thing for me
I ain’t pretty like my sister
Or smart like my dad
Or good like my mama

It’s Money That I Love
It’s Money That I Love

They say that money
Can’t buy love in this world
But it’ll get you a half-pound of cocaine
And a sixteen-year old girl
And a great big long limousine
On a hot September night
Now that may not be love
But it is all right

One, two
It’s Money That I Love
Wanna kiss you
Three, four
It’s Money That I Love

Used to worry about the poor
But I don’t worry anymore
Used to worry about the black man
Now I don’t worry about the black man
Used to worry about the starving children of India
You know what I say now about the starving children of India?
I say, “Oh mama”

It’s Money That I Love
It’s Money That I Love
It’s Money That I Love


Ghosts
Lyrics

Stay with me for a little while
You’ve nowhere to go
I’ve nowhere to go
It makes me so happy
When you smile
At me

Work all your life
And you end up with nothing
Live in one room like a bum
Once I flew in a plane
And I fought in a war
We lived in a castle
And slept on the floor
And I don’t want to be
All alone anymore
I’m sorry

Out in the street
There’s little colored kids playing
Where my own little boy used to play
So I sit in this chair
And I ache with the gout
And I talk to myself
‘Cause I’m scared to go out
And I just want to know
What was it all about
I’m sorry


The Girls In My Life (Part I)
Lyrics

Was a little girl
Maybe five-foot-two
Had the cutest little feet
Made my heart go tweet-tweet
Quite a pleasant disposition

Then came a pretty young French girl, mmm
Whom I met in Las Vegas
When I was there with my parents
Oh my
Had a real nice conversation

Met a girl at the bakery
She wanted to borrow my car from me
I said, “Take it, baby”
She took it down
To Mexico
Ran over a man named Juan

Then I went to college
Met a college girl
She lived in the sorority house
Across from the school
Got a real fine education
Had seven women on my mind

Now I’m married
Have a very lovely wife
Three cute little boys
It’s so nice
And that’s just half the story
Of the girls in my life


William Brown
Lyrics

William Brown, a tobacco man
Left North Carolina when he sold his land
He took a train to Omaha
Stayed there with some friends he had

And he didn’t mind the dust
And he didn’t mind the wind
And he didn’t mind the cold
And he didn’t miss home

And he liked the people
And he liked the town
So he built himself a house beside the river
And he sent for his children
And he sent for his cars
And he bought a little business that would
run itself

And he didn’t mind the dust
And he didn’t mind the wind
And he didn’t mind the cold
And he didn’t miss home


I Love L.A.
Lyrics

Hate New York City
It’s cold and it’s damp
And all the people dressed like monkeys
Let’s leave Chicago to the Eskimos
That town’s a little too rugged
For you and me, you bad girl

Rollin’ down the Imperial Highway
With a big nasty redhead at my side
Santa Ana winds blowin’ hot from the north
And we was born to ride

Roll down the window, put down the top
Crank up the Beach Boys, baby
Don’t let the music stop
We’re gonna ride it till we just can’t ride it no more

From the South Bay to the Valley
From the West Side to the East Side
Everybody’s very happy
‘Cause the sun is shining all the time
Looks like another perfect day

I love L.A. (We love it)
I love L.A. (We love it)

Look at that mountain
Look at those trees
Look at that bum over there, man
He’s down on his knees
Look at these women
There ain’t nothin’ like em nowhere

Century Boulevard (We love it)
Victory Boulevard (We love it)
Santa Monica Boulevard (We love it)
Sixth Street (We love it, we love it)
We love L.A.

I love L.A. (We love it)
I love L.A. (We love it)
I love L.A. (We love it)


Mikey’s
Lyrics

Have you seen my Marie?
She’s gone off somewhere
Unexpectedly
If she wanders in here, babe
Tell her I’m lookin’ for her
I ain’t mad or nothing
I just wanna talk

You know, Mikey
We’ve been friends for a long time
You tell me all your troubles
And I’ve always told you mine
North Beach has changed though
Since we were growin’ up
Didn’t used to be any spades here, now you got ‘em
Didn’t used to be any Mexicans here, now you got ‘em
Didn’t used to be any Chinamen here
Didn’t used to be this ugly music playing all the time
Where are we, on the moon?
Whatever happened to the old songs, Mikey?
Like the Duke of Earl
Mikey, whatever happened to the fucking Duke of Earl?


My Life Is Good
Lyrics

A couple of weeks ago
My wife and I
Took a little trip down to
Mexico
Met this young girl there
We brought her back with us
Now she lives with us
In Our Home
She cleans the hallway
She cleans the stair
She cleans the livingroom
She wipes the baby’s ass
She drives the kids to school
She does the laundry too
She wrote this song for me
Listen
Yeah

The other afternoon
My wife and I
Took a little ride into
Beverly Hills
Went to the private school
Our oldest child attends
Many famous people send their children there
This teacher says to us
“We have a problem here
This child just will not do
A thing I tell him to
And he’s such a big old thing
He hurts the other children
All the games they play, he plays so rough
Hold it teacher
Wait a minute
Maybe my hears are clogged or somethin’
Maybe I’m not understanding
The English language
Dear, you don’t seem to realize

My Life Is Good
My Life Is Good
My Life Is Good, you old bag
My Life, My Life

Just this evening
Some young associates of ours
Are flying in to see us from
New York City
They’re gonna stay with us
Oh, a couple of weeks or so
I’m gonna take ‘em to
Restaurants and everything
Gonna get’em some
Real good cocaine
They don’t get much
Where they come from
And this one’s guy wife
Is such a pretty little brown thing
That I’m liable to give her a poke or two
Whaddaya think of that?

Teacher, let me tell you a little story
Just this morning
My wife and I
Went to this hotel in the hills
That’s right
The Bel-Air Hotel
Where a very good friend of ours
Happens to be staying
And the name of this young man
Is Mr Bruce Springsteen
That’s right, yeah
Oh, we talked about some kind of
woodblock or something
And this new guitar we like
And you know what he said to me
I’ll tell you what he said to me
He said, “Rand, I’m tired
How would you like to be the Boss for awhile?”
Well, yeah
Blow, Big Man, blow

My Life Is Good
My Life Is Good
My Life Is Good
My Life, My Life Is Good


Miami
Lyrics

There’s a girl over there
With the rhythm everywhere
She’s a very fine girl
And she’s been awfully nice to me

When we walk as we sometimes do
All the way out to Collins Avenue
Well it’s very, very fine
Very, very special
Very

Gee, I love Miami
It’s so nice and hot
And every building’s so pretty and white
And I always get into so much trouble
When I’m down here
I know these two old stiffs
Live on the Waterway
That’s where I like to stay
When I’m down
In

Miami
Blue Day
Best dope in the world
And it’s free
Miami
Blue day
Put on your shortie shorts
And your Hawaiian shirt
And come down!

There’s a man over there
With the conk in his hair
He’s a very bad man
Don’t look now
He’s really very bad
And his name is Medina
And he comes from Argentina
See that little dog there with him
Well, he treats it just like it was his little boy

Oh, I love Miami
It’s so hot
And the women down here
Are so impure
I love to hang around
The big hotels
And sleep in the sun all day

I know this double jointed guy
With the circus in St. Pete
He’s with me now
He says hello
From Fourteenth Street
In

Miami
Blue day
Best dope in the world
And it’s free
Miami
Blue day
Put on your shortie shorts
And your Hawaiian shirt
And come down!


Real Emotional Girl
Lyrics

She’s a real emotional girl
She wears her heart on her sleeve
Every little thing you tell her
She’ll believe
She really will
She even cries in her sleep
I’ve heard her
Many times before
I never had a girl who loved me
Half as much as this girl loves me
She’s real emotional
For eighteen years she lived at home
She was Daddy’s little girl
And Daddy helped her move out on her own
She met a boy
He broke her heart
And now she lives alone
And she’s very, very careful
Yes she is

She’s a real emotional girl
Lives down deep inside her herself
She turns on easy
It’s like a hurricane
You would not believe it
You gotta hold on tight to her
She’s a real emotional girl


Take Me Back
Lyrics

Everyone tells me
I was dealt a losing hand
The way that I look
And the way that I act
It’s not hard to understand
Sure I got troubles
Maybe you got’em too
I’d like to explain what has happened to me
So it doesn’t happen to you

I was born in Los Angeles
Many, many, many years ago
We lived out in North Hollywood then
In a steamy little bungalow
My mother, my father
My baby brother and me
Playin’ cowboys all day
Out there in the valley
What a perfect family

Hey, hey
Get ‘em up, get ‘em up
Come a ti yi
Hey

Went off to high school
When I was thirteen
I was kind of advanced
If you know what I mean
Ran into some trouble
Drinkin’ heavy with my friends in the hills
My daddy had to come down to the station to get me
He said, “Where is my angry young man?”

Take me back
Baby, please take me back
I don’t wanna live here by this dirty old airport
In this greasy little shack
Take me back
Baby, please take me back
Just give me a chance and we’ll start all over again

Now that young girl
Was just a summertime thing
She went back to school
When the school bell rang
Now I do my laundry by myself
Every night I eat alone
Baby please, please, please
Won’t you let me come back home

Goin’ off to college
Passed every test
They said, “Let’s send this boy to Palo Alto
He could be one of the best”
Four years at Stanford
Worked very hard
A lot of good it did me, little tramp,
Your’re ruining my life

Take me back
Baby, please take me back
I don’t wanna live here by this dirty old airport
In this greasy little shack
Take me back
Baby, please take me back
Just give me a chance
And we’ll start all over again
Just give me a chance
And we’ll start all over


Song For The Dead
Lyrics

Deep in the field
A lone soldier stands
With mud on his boot
And blood on his hands
They left him behind
To bury the dead
And to say a few words on behalf of the leadership

Pardon me, boys
If I sleep off my pack
And sit for a while with you
I’d like to explain
Why you fine young men had to be blown apart
To defend this mud hole

Now our country, boys
Though it’s quite far away
Found itself jeopardized
Endangered, boys
By these very gooks
Who lie here beside you
Forever near
Forever

We’d like to express
Our deep admiration
For your courage under fire
And your willingness to die
For your country, boys
We won’t forget
We won’t forget


Dixie Flyer
Lyrics

I was born right here, November ’43
My dad was a captain in the army
Fighting the Germans in Sicily.
My poor little momma
Didn’t know a soul in L.A.
So we went down to the Union Station and made our getaway.

Got on the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans
Across the state of Texas to the land of dreams.
On the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans
Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams.

Her own mother came to meet us at the station,
Her dress as black as a crow in a coal mine
She cried when her little girl got off the train.
Her brothers and her sisters drove down from Jackson, Mississippi
In a great green Hudson driven by a Gentile they knew.
Drinkin’ rye whiskey from a flask in the back seat
Tryin’ to do like the Gentiles do
Christ, they wanted to be Gentiles, too.
Who wouldn’t down there, wouldn’t you?
An American Christian, God damn!

On the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans
Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams
On the Dixie Flyer bound for New Orleans
Across the state of Texas to the land of dreams
Across the state of Texas to the land of dreams.


New Orleans Wins The War
Lyrics

Don’t remember much about my baby days,
But I been told
We used to live on Willow near the Garden District
Next to the Sugar Bowl
Momma used to wheel me past an ice cream wagon
One side for White and one side for Colored
I remember trash cans floatin’ down Canal Street
It rained every day one summer
Momma used to take me to Audubon Park
Show me the ways of the world
She said, “here comes a white boy, there goes a black one,
that one’s an octoroon
This little cookie here’s a macaroon, that big round thing’s
a red balloon
And the paper down here’s called the Picayune
And here’s a New Orleans tune”

In 1948 my Daddy came to the city
Told the people that they’d won the war
Maybe they’d heard it, maybe not
Probably they’d heard it and just forgot
‘Cause they built him a platform there in Jackson Square
And the people came to hear him from everywhere
They started to party and they partied some more
‘Cause New Orleans had won the war
(We knew we’d do it, we done whipped the Yankees)

Daddy said, “I’m gonna get this boy out of this place
Bound to sap his strength
People have fun here, and I think that they should
But nobody from here every come to no good
They’re gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him he’s saved
Then throw fireworks all ’round his grave”

So he took us down to the airport, and flew us back to L.A.
That was the end of my baby days
Blue blue morning, blue blue day
All your bad dreams drift away
It’s a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day
Lose those bad dreams
Those gray clouds above you, what you want them around
with you for?
You got someone to love you
Who could ask for more?
It’s a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day
All your bad dreams drift away


Four Eyes
Lyrics

One September morning when I was five
My daddy said, “Son, rise from your bed.”
I thought, I must be dreaming, it’s still dark outside
He said, “Son if you fall behind you’ll never get ahead
Here’s your little brown cowboy shirt, put it on
Here’s your little brown cowboy pants, put ‘em on
Here’s your little brown shoes, can you tie them yourself?
Get into the car, we’re gone!”

We drove, it seemed like forever,
Further than I’d ever been away from home
Then my daddy stopped the car, and he turned to me
He said, “Son it’s time to make us proud of you,
It’s time to do what’s right
Gonna have to learn to work hard”
I said, “Work? What are you talking about?
You’re not gonna leave me here, are you?”
He said “Yes I am!”
And drove off into the morning light

For a while I stood there, on the sidewalk
A Roy Rogers lunch pail in my hand
Then I heard sweet children’s voices calling
And I began to understand
They said, “Four eyes! Look like you’re still sleeping!”
“Four eyes! Look like you’re dead!”
“Four eyes! Where have you been keeping yourself?”
“Look like you been whupped upside the head.”


It’s Money That Matters
Lyrics

Of all of the people that I used to know
Most never adjusted to the great big world
I see them lurking in book stores
Working for the Public Radio
Carrying their babies around in a sack on their back
Moving careful and slow

It’s money that matters
Hear what I say
It’s money that matters
In the USA

All of these people are much brighter than I
In any fair system they would flourish and thrive
But they barely survive
They eke out a living and they barely survive

When I was a young boy, maybe thirteen
I took a hard look around me and asked what does it mean?
So I talked to my father, and he didn’t know
And I talked to my friend and he didn’t know
And I talked to my brother and he didn’t know
And I talked to everybody that I knew

It’s money that matters
Now you know that it’s true
It’s money that matters
Whatever you do

Then I talked to a man lived up on the county line
I was washing his car with a friend of mine
He was a little fat guy in a red jumpsuit
I said “You look kind of funny”
He said “I know that I do”

“But I got a great big house on the hill here
And a great big blonde wife inside it
And a great big pool in my backyard and another great big pool
beside it
Sonny it’s money that matters, hear what I say
It’s money that matters in the USA
It’s money that matters
Now you know that it’s true
It’s money that matters whatever you do”


I Want You To Hurt Like I Do
Lyrics

I ran out on my children
And I ran out on my wife
Gonna run out on you too, baby
I’ve done it all my life
Everybody cried the night I left
Well, almost everybody did
My little boy just hung his head
And I put my arm, put my arm around his little shoulder
And this is what I said:
“Sonny I just want you to hurt like I do
I just want you to hurt like I do
I just want you to hurt like I do
Honest I do, honest I do, honest I do”

If I had one wish
One dream I knew would come true
I’d want to speak to all the people of the world
I’d get up there, I’d get up there on that platform
First I’d sing a song or two you know I would
Then I’ll tell you what I’d do
I’d talk to the people and I’d say
“It’s a rough rough world, it’s a tough tough world
Well, you know
And things don’t always, things don’t always go the way we plan
But there’s one thing, one thing we all have in common
And it’s something everyone can understand
All over the world sing along

I just want you to hurt like I do
I just want you to hurt like I do
I just want you to hurt like I do
Honest I do, honest I do, honest I do”


Can’t Keep A Good Man Down
Lyrics

Devil: Everybody, gather ’round me
I got somethin’ I wanna tell you
Listen to me
When you’re on the bottom like I am today
And those around you are losing faith in what you’re tryin’ to do
There is only one thing a man can say

You can’t keep a good man down

They’ve been mistakes and I’ve made a few
But oh, what a price I had to pay
Yet still they try to push me around
But they can’t keep a good man down

There may be times when I’m feelin’ low
I lose sight of the dream
Devil’s Assistants: Don’t lose sight of the dream
D: But that’s alright ’cause soon I know
I’ll be back on top again, runnin’ things
Hey hey

Treat a man like dirt. Give him no respect for who he is
Expect something dirty in return
Oh they’re flyin’ high up there
They’ve got a lot to learn
Because you can’t keep a good man down

They shame me, blame me. Tryin’ to frame me
But they can’t keep a good man
They can’t keep a good man
They can’t keep a good man down .
Whoa, whoa, whoa
They can’t keep a good man…down


Bleeding All Over The Place (Alternate Mix)
Lyrics

Why don’t you love me like you used to do?
Are you trying to break my heart?
I know there’s somethin’ goin’ on with you
Whatever it is, it’s tearin’ me apart
I walk along the river every night
Tryin’ to figure out why we fuss and fight
Is love once again to slip right through my hands?
Baby, have you been messin’ with another man?
Ohhh

I’m bleedin’ all over the place
Bleedin’ all over the place
I don’t mean to be rude
But I’m in a pretty bad mood
Just take a look at my face

I’m bleedin’ all over the place
Bleedin’ all over
Someone call a doctor
We got a serious case
Of bleedin’ all over the place

Why don’t you love me like you used to do
Tell me, what did I do wrong?
Seem like you’re through with me
I wasn’t through with you
My love for you is still very strong

I wander aimlessly, not knowing what to do
I’ve become quite shameless in my love for you
I’m tryin real hard to understand
Have you been sleeping with another man baby, baby?

I’m bleedin’ all over the place
Bleedin’ all over
Get me a witness
To record my disgrace
How I’ve been dishonored
Deceived and debased
Then someone get me a band-aid
Before I fall on my fuckin’ face
‘Cause I’m bleedin’ all over the place


Happy Ending
Lyrics

Devil: I feel the hot wind blowin’
From the West to the East
I feel the hot wind blowin’
Can’t get no relief
I feel the hot wind blowin’
Ev’ry day and ev’ry night
I feel my confidence growin’And I know I’m gonna be alright

I see the volcanoes
‘Rupting and erupting
Red walls of fire

I got corruption
Seduction
Destruction
Reproduction
I got Las Vegas in my mind
Seem like it’s stuck up in there
Like it’s been up there for all times
You can take your desert
Goddamn it, give me mine
‘Cause I got Las Vegas in my mind

Through these portals
Pass the rich and the famous
Through these portals
Pass the very best at what they do
Man, they’re the greatest
It’s the land of giant women
But the little man is king
Here in Las Vegas
Man, they got ev’rything
Run with it

They got English girls
With legs so long
You gotta use a stepladder
To lick their love thing
It’s a family place too now
So bring the kids along
They’re gonna have a real good time here

They got wild women from Borneo
Playin’ the piano
In your bungalow
They got monkey women from the Amazon
Or something really funky
From the lands beyond
They’re here in Las Vegas
They’re here in Las Vegas
Las Vegas
Man, I’m speaking in tongues!


Disc 3

Golden Gridiron Boy
Lyrics

In his football uniform
He looks ten feet tall
All the girls run after him
And my girl’s in front of ‘em all

‘Cause he’s a football hero
She’s in love with him
In every game it’s still the same
She talks of nothing but him

Aww, when he makes a touchdown
She goes wild with joy
With every score I lose more ground
To her golden gridiron boy

‘Cause I’m too small to make the team
I can only play in the band
But I’m big enough to have a dream
That one day she’ll understand

That I’m the one who loves her
And he loves the cheers of the crowd
One day she’ll see what she means to me
And I know that she’ll be proud

Yeah I’m too small to make the team
I can only play in the band
But I’m big enough to have a dream
That one day she’ll understand

That he just loves the glory
That’s all he’ll ever enjoy
And that’s the inside story of
Her golden gridiron boy

Yeah that’s the inside story of
Her golden gridiron boy
(Yay! Yay team! Go go go! Touchdown! Come on!)


Vine Street (Demo Version)
Lyrics

That’s a tape that we made
But I’m sad to say
It never made the grade
That was me
Third guitar
I wonder where the others are

Sold a guitar today
I never could play much anyway
Vine Street

We used to live there on Vine Street
She made perfume in the back of her room
And me and my group
We’d sit out on the stoop
And we’d play for her
The songs she liked best to have us play

On Vine Street.

VIne Street
The crack of the backbeat on Vine Street
Swingin’ along on the wings of a song
And (lyin’?) secure, self righteous and sure
While we’d things to say
That the people would pay to hear us play

On Vine Street


Love Is Blind (Demo Version)
Lyrics

They say that love’s a sweet thing
And for lovers the sun will always shine
But in spite of what they say
I think of love this way
Love is bitter
Love is hopeless
Love is blind

I learned the hard and lonely way
That love can’t last through the years
I spent a thousand empty yesterdays
Hiding behind a veil of tears

Now poets may write about love
And wise men may sing its praise
But I’ll always remember
As I go through the empty days
Love is bitter
Love is hopeless
Love is blind


Don’t Ruin Our Happy Home (Demo Version)
Lyrics

You been comin’ round here
Since you knew my baby’s gone
Layin’ round my house
Leadin’ me on
Go away and leave me alone
‘Cause I ain’t gonna let you ruin our happy home

I been good to my baby
She been good to me
Ain’t the same ol’ mess around
The way I used to be
Go away and find someone of your own
‘Cause I ain’t gonna let you ruin our happy home

I’m so weak
I can’t stand it
Can’t go to sleep at night
Can you understand it
Got to be good and got to make it on my own
‘Til my precious mama come home

‘Til my precious…

I waited so long
For someone to love me
Lord sent me my baby
From heaven above
Go away and please leave us alone
‘Cause I ain’t gonna let you ruin our happy home


The Goat (Written by Sonny Boy Williamson.)
Lyrics

There was an animal called a goat
He butted his way into the Supreme Court
Let him go
Please please let him go
‘Cause he butt so hard
‘Til we can’t use him in our court no more

Judge give him three hours to get out of town
He get five mile down the road
And commit another crime
When the High Sheriff come along
And catch the billy goat eating up an old farmer’s corn
And the High Sheriff take the billy goat to the county jail
And they say we can’t take him
Someone go his bail
Let him go

There was an animal called a goat
He butted his way into the Supreme Court
Let him go
Please, please let him go
‘Cause he butt so hard
‘Til we can’t use him in our court no more


Gone Dead Train (Words and music by Jack Nitzsche and Russ Titelman.)
Lyrics

My engine was pumpin’ steam and I was grindin’ at you hard and fast
I was burnin’ down the rail tryin’ to heat the way
Haulin’ ass and ridin’ up the track
And I laughed at the conductor who was tellin’ me my coal would never last
When the fire in my boiler up and quit before I came
Now ain’t no empty cellar need a gone dead train

Once was at a time when I could Mama shave ‘em dry
And raise a fever on ice-down chill
Waiting at the station with a heavy loaded sack
Savin’ up and holdin’ just to spill
Shootin’ the supply from my demon’s eye
‘Stead of waitin’ for a time, I hope I will
When the fire in my boiler up and quit before I came
Now ain’t no empty cellar need a gone dead train

Yeah it’s a gone dead train
You got to help it to burn
You know it’s a gone dead train
You got to teach it to learn

There ain’t no easy way when the daily run a downhill pull
And there ain’t no easy day, wishin’ for some jelly roll
There ain’t no switch been made to let a juicy lemon find
A spring to run a dry well full
Then the fire in my boiler up and quit before I came
Ain’t no empty cellar need a gone dead train

Yeah it’s a gone dead train
You got to help it to burn
You know it’s a gone dead train
You got to teach it to learn
You know it’s a gone dead train
You got to help it to burn
You know it’s a gone dead train
You got to help it to learn
Baby, it’s a gone dead train
It’s a gone dead train


Tickle Me
Lyrics

What can you do to amuse me
Now that there’s nothing to do
The TV set’s busted and can’t get a picture
The radio plays nothing but news

Why don’t you tickle me
Gee whiz won’t that be fine
What a great idea
What a perfect way to kill some time
Can’t stop to think ’cause if we do we’ll lose our mind

Why don’t you tickle me

Don’t we have fun every minute
Oh what a gay life we lead
One chocolate milkshake with two straws stuck in it
What else does anyone need

Why don’t you tickle me
There’s nothing else to do
You won’t have to talk to me
And I won’t have to talk to you
When we’re done I’ll think of something else to do

Why don’t you tickle me


Maybe I’m Doing It Wrong
Lyrics

Maybe I’m doing it wrong
Maybe I’m doing it wrong
It just don’t move me the way that it should
Maybe I’m doing it wrong

There ain’t no book you can read
There ain’t nobody to tell you
But I don’t think I’m getting What everybody’s getting Maybe I’m doing it wrong

Sometimes I throw off a good one
At least I think it is
No, I know it is
But I shouldn’t be thinking at all
I shouldn’t be thinking at all

Maybe I’m doing it wrong
Maybe I’m doing it wrong
It just don’t move me the way that it should
Maybe I’m doing it wrong


Yellow Man
Lyrics

Very far away in a foreign land
Live the yellow woman and the yellow man
He`s been around for many-a-year
They say they were there before we were here
Eatin` rice all day
While the children play
You see he believes
In the family
Just like you and me
Oh, yellow man, oh, yellow man
We understand, you know we understand
He keeps his money tight in his hand
With his yellow woman he`s a yellow man
Got to have a yellow woman
When you`re a yellow man


Magic In The Moonlight
Lyrics

Can’t help myself from searching
For a deeper hole
And I don’t wanna take you with me
Can’t you see I’ve lost control

There’s somethin’ ’bout a June night
There’s a strangeness in the skies
There’s magic in the moonlight
And there’s madness in my eyes

I could hang myself
There’s a tree out in the yard
I could drown myself
But baby that’s so hard
There’s no way out

Can’t keep myself from (wanderin’ ?)
For a deeper hole
And I don’t wanna take you with me
Can’t you see I’ve lost control


Beat Me Baby (Demo)
Lyrics

Beat me baby
Beat me all night long
Beat me baby
Honey you can’t go wrong

I was bad to my mama
I was bad to my wife
I was bad to my little baby girl
I been bad all my life

Beat me baby
Beat me all night long
Beat me baby
Beat me all night long

You can have my money
If you play my game
Can’t go on without you honey
Someday you’ll share my name

Keep abeatin’ me baby
Keep abeatin’ me all night long
Keep abeatin’ me baby
Keep abeatin’ me all night long

It’s not the perfume that you wear
It’s not your lovely golden hair
But every time you hold me tight
And beat me baby
Everything’s all right


Simon Smith And The Amazing Dancing Bear
Lyrics

I may go out tomorrow if I can borrow a coat to wear
Oh, I’d step out in style with my sincere smile and my dancing bear
Outrageous, alarming, courageous, charming
Oh, who would think a boy and bear
Could be well accepted everywhere
It’s just amazing how fair people can be

Seen at the nicest places where well-fed faces all stop to stare
Making the grandest entrance is Simon Smith and his dancing bear
They’ll love us, won’t they?
They feed us, don’t they?
Oh, who would think a boy and bear
Could be well accepted everywhere
It’s just amazing how fair people can be

Who needs money when you’re funny?
The big attraction everywhere
Will be Simon Smith and his dancing bear
It’s Simon Smith and the amazing dancing bear


Let Me Go
Lyrics

Maybe I’ll write you a letter
Maybe I’ll give you a call
Maybe I’ll drop you a line
When I’m feelin’ better
Maybe I won’t after all

Somewhere a river is flowing
Rollin’ on into the sea
Somewhere a flower is growing
That don’t mean anything to me

Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
Don’t give me the answer
‘Cause I don’t wanna know
Just let my heart go on beating a little bit longer
I’m so young
I’m so young

Don’t pick me up
If you think you see me falling
I’ve been waiting so long to fall
Don’t come to me
If you think you hear me calling
It won’t be me that called

Let me go
Let me go
Let me go
Don’t give me the answer
‘Cause I don’t want to know
Just let my heart go on beating a little bit longer
I’m so young
I’m so young
I’m so young
I’m so young


Jesus In The Summertime
Lyrics

We may not know all the answers
After all we’re so very young
I only know that I go crazy when I love my baby
Jesus, can our love be wrong?
Jesus, can our love be wrong?

My baby loves the sun
And I love the moon
Someday we gonna get married
And be together real soon

Jesus died for you
Jesus died for you

Me and my baby went walkin’
Down by the old ice-skatin’ rink
We looked up at the stars in the heavens above
You know it kinda almost made us stop to think

Jesus died for you
Jesus died for you

Bring him back
Bring him back
Bring him back
Please bring him back
Bring him back in the summertime
Bring him back in the summertime

Black clouds are (hung?) in (an Arabian?) sky
And Jesus stood there dignified
They stuck a thorn into his eye
And they began to crucify

Lord why did you let your son die?
Lord why did you let your son die?
Lord why did you let your son die?
Jesus died for you
Jesus died for you
Jesus died for you

They buried him in a poor man’s grave
But he still had Mankind to save
So he rose from that poor man’s grave
And he saved Mankind

He said
Forgive them, they know not what they do
He said
What fools these mortal be

And I say
Baby, I’ll lay down my life for you
Just the way that Jesus died for me

Bring him back.
Bring him back.
Bring him back.
Please bring him back
Bring him back in the summertime
Got to have Jesus in the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime
In the summertime


Going Home (1918) (Demo)
Lyrics

Going home
Going home
Oh the dark night is over now
I’m going home

To the land I love
To the land I love
And the one girl who waits for me
I’m going home

I will cross the sea
I will cross the sea
I am going home forever
I’m going home

Going home
Going home
Going home


Interiors
Lyrics

The trouble is
I can’t say what I feel
Everything becomes a joke
You know how much I love you

First man says to the second man
What’s that lump there in your sock?
Second man says to the first man
That ain’t no lump…

I’m sorry
Honey I’m sorry


Pretty Boy
Lyrics

Have we got a tough guy here?
Have we got a tough guy from the street?
And he looks just like that dancing wop
In those movies that we’ve seen
With his cute little chicken shit boots on
And his cute little chicken shit hat
And his cute little chicken shit girlfriends
Ridin’ along in back

What’s been happening with you boys?
Are you having a nice time on your trip?
All the way from Jersey City
And you look pretty as a picture
Please don’t hurt no one tonight
Please don’t break no woman’s heart
How ’bout it, you little prick?
How ’bout it?

Hope we’re gonna get the chance
To show you ’round
Hope we’re gonna get the chance
To show you ’round
Talk tough to me, Pretty Boy
Tell us all about the mean streets of home
Talk tough to me


Something To Sing About (Demo)
Lyrics

I’ve got
Six children
Four boys
Two little girls

I’ve got
A bit of money in the bank
Yeah

I’ve got
A house on Elm Street
My backyard got flowers all around it
I love that street
Got friends up and down it
They all get together when the sun goes down

Yes I’ve got somethin’ to sing about
I got somethin’ to sing about
I got somethin’ here that’s kind of special
I got somethin’ to sing about
I got somethin’ to sing about
I got somethin’ to sing about

I got
A wife who loves me
That’s the most important thing of them all
I know she’ll always take good care of me
Stand beside me
Pick me up when I fall

Yes I’ve got somethin’ to sing about
I got somethin’ to sing about
I got somethin’ here that’s kind of special
I got somethin’ to sing about
I got somethin’ to sing about
I got somethin’ to sing about


The Ballad Of The Three Amigos (Demo)
Lyrics

One for each other and all for one
The three brave Amigos are we
Brother to brother and every one
A brave Amigo
We’re fighting for justice and liberty
Wherever you find us is where we will be
For the three brave Amigos are we

We are the three Amigos
We are the three Amigos

Over the mountains, across the plains
The three brave Amigos are we
Stamping out evil ’til none remains
The brave Amigos
The three brave Amigos
Wherever they need us, our destinies lead us
Amigos we’re always together
And wherever we go, we’re three brave Amigos
And we’ll be Amigos forever

We are the three Amigos
We are the three Amigos
We are the three Amigos
And Amigos forever we’ll be


My Little Buttercup (Demo)
Lyrics

My little buttercup has the sweetest smile
Dear little buttercup, won’t you stay awhile
Come with me where moonbeams paint the sky
And you and I might linger in the sweet by and by, oh…

Dear little buttercup, with your eyes so blue
Oh little buttercup, you’ re a dream come true
You and I will settle down in a cottage built for two
Oh, dear little buttercup, I love you…

Everybody !

My little buttercup, has the sweetest smile
Dear little buttercup won’t you stay awhile
You and I will settle down in a cottage built for two, oh

Dear little buttercup
Sweet little buttercup,
My little buttercup
I love you


Blue Shadows On The Trail (Demo)
Lyrics

Arizona moon keep shining
From the desert sky above
You know pretty soon
That big yellow moon
Will light the way back to the one you love.

Blue shadows on the trail
Little cowboy, close your eyes and dream
All of the doggies are in the corral
All of your work is done
Just close your eyes and dream little pal
Dream of someone

(Boom boom boom boom, etc.)

Blue shadows on the trail
Soft wind blowing through the trees above
All the other little cowboys
Back in the bunkhouse now, so
Close your eyes and dream


Happy (Demo)
Lyrics

I woke up this mornin’ with a smile on my face
I had a great big hard-on for the whole human race
I love everybody and I want you to know
Got the world by the balls and I won’t let it go
And I don’t give a damn if they take me away
‘Cause I’m so fuckin’ happy
(He’s so fuckin’ happy)
I’m so goddamn happy
Today


The Longest Night (Demo)
Lyrics

Stand on the levee
And watch the river flow
Watch the storm come rollin’ in
From the Gulf of Mexico
And I’ll be cryin’ my eyes out
‘Cause you don’t want me no more

Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Where you gone so long
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Where you gone so long
We ain’t had no fun here in New Orleans
Since the day that you have gone

Here come the lightnin’
Here come the rain
Seem like it’s startin’ all over again
Here come the dark clouds
Fall from the sky
Here come the tear
Fall from my eye
It’s the longest night
The longest night for me
This is the longest night
It’s the longest night I ever seen

Now if you don’t come back to me
Drown in my own misery

Stand on the corner
Rampart and Dumain
It’s past midnight and it’s
Beatin’ down rain
Boulevard (just?) broken mens
It’s a wonder if they ever will be
Put back together again
This is the longest night
It’s the longest night for me
It’s the longest night for me

If you don’t come back to me
I’ll drown in my own misery


Days Of Heaven (Demo)
Lyrics

Mom and Dad have passed away
Didn’t love you anyway
But you sat there in your room
And cried for hours

Life is short and time is too
And there’s nothing you or I can do
But watch the little birds and smell the pretty flowers

Baby it’s a long hard road
Sometimes it’s too much to bear
As long as you want me beside you
Darlin’ I’ll be there

Though the sun is shinin’ bright
Still it seems like darkest night
There’s not enough of anything, anywhere
No matter what you do
You just can’t seem to make it through
Can’t find anyone who really cares

You know a better world awaits us baby
Angels singing up on high
‘Cause life is just anticipation of the Days of Heaven

Everybody gather ’round
Pick up what I’m puttin’ down
Got to dig this crazy sound
It won’t hurt you

If you got music in your heart
You have made a real good start
And your love of music never will desert you

Baby it’s a long hard road
Sometimes it seems it’s just too much to bear
When your foolish friends have desert you
You know that I’ll be there
When your foolish friends desert you
You know that I’ll be there


What Have You Done To Me (Demo)
Lyrics

What have you done to me
Little girl what have you done to me
Made me leave my happy home
And now you’ve left me quite alone
What have you done to me

When our affair had barely started
I thought, this gonna be a short sweet romance
But when you left me, to my surprise I was broken-hearted
You refused to give me that one more (vital?)(vial?)

Little girl, you see my life is over
And to think like a fool, I thought that it had just begun
Now in the autumn of my year
I’m left to flick away the tear
What have you done

What have you done to me
Aww, I’ll never make it
Baby what have you done to me
Aw, I guess you’ve had your fun
But look at what you’ve done
To me
Goddamn, what have you done to me


Masterman And Baby J (Demo)
Lyrics

People tell me that I brag a lot ’cause I call myself the Masterman
And always talkin’ ’bout how I got dynamite in every hand
Hit it
Me and my brother we live alone, got no television, no telephone
When we walk down the street people get out of the way
Say “Here come the Masterman and Baby J”
“Here come the Masterman and Baby J”
Hit it–hit it–hit it–hit it

Get on the mike, we’ll be number one
We’ll even top D.M.C. and Run
In front of everybody really gonna have some fun
‘Cause we’re takin’ ‘em all the way down
Takin’ ‘em all the way down
Gonna rap about this, gonna rap about this
Gonna tell everybody where it’s at
All over the world people gonna say
You got to dig the Masterman and Baby J
You got to dig the Masterman and Baby J
Hit it–hit it–hit it–hit it

People tell me “Man you live in a dump”
“You won’t never be nothin’ but a pumped-up chump”
You got no money–you got no sense
You won’t never be nothing, you won’t never be nothing
I say well-well-well-well

When I look out my window, you know what I see
I don’t see no whores in the fuckin’ street
I don’t see no drunks and junkies dying
I don’t see no bums or garbage flyin’
I see me and J in the L.A. Coliseum
100,000 people on their feet
And they’re laughin’ and bumpin’ and screamin’ and cryin’
And jumpin’ up on their seat

And then the band begins to play and then they hush up
And then the band begins to play and then they hush up
And it gets real quiet in the Coliseum with the stage all
dark and bare
Maybe a little rain begins to fall–yeah
But the people stayin’ right there
Then you can hear that announcer say
Please welcome! (the crowd roars)
Please welcome! (the crowd roars)
L.A.’s own, the number one
The biggest, the best, the number one band in the USA
Please welcome the Masterman and Baby J!
Please welcome the Masterman and Baby J!
Please welcome the Masterman and Baby J!


Lines In The Sand
Lyrics

Oh, sons and daughters
Sail ‘cross the sea
Fight now for justice
And liberty
Fly ‘cross the ocean
A friend needs a hand
You must try to defend their
Lines in the sand.

Deep in the desert
Evening draws nigh
Brave sons and daughters
Look to the sky
The blood of these children
A stain on the land
If they die to defend some
Lines in the sand.

We old men will guide you
Though we won’t be there beside you
We wish you well
We wish you well.

Oh sons and daughters
Listen to me
March on to Glory
And Victory
The whole world will watch
As you make your brave stand
As you try to defend the
Lines in the sand.


Gainesville (Demo)
Lyrics

I was born in Gainesville, Florida
And my father was a tailor
And my mother ran a café near the university

I’ve a brother died a’borning
And another who’s a sailor
I’ve a sister who is older, and living on her own
I have tried all my life to be kind to others
Even when others were unkind to me
I’ve been told all my life when I found someone
He would look at me and I’d know

Are you really mine?
Are you really mine?
Does your heart glow
When you see me walkin’ down the street, boy?
Do your eyes shine
When you know that we’re about to meet?
I don’t think they do

I was born in Gainesville, Florida
And my father was a tailor
And my mother ran a café near the university
And she didn’t raise a fool when she raised me


Feels Like Home (Live)
Lyrics

There’s something in your eyes
Makes me want to lose myself
Makes me want to lose myself
In your arms

There’s something in your voice
Makes my heart beat fast
Hope this feeling lasts
The rest of my life

If you knew how lonely my life has been
And how low I’ve felt for so long
If you knew how I wanted someone
To come along
And change my life the way you’ve done

Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I’m all the way back where I come from
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I’m all the way back where I belong

A window breaks
Down a long dark street
And a siren wails in the night
But that’s alright ’cause I have you here with me
And I can almost see
Through the dark there’s a light

If you knew how much this moment
Means to me
And how long I’ve waited for your touch
If you knew how much I wanted someone to come along
I never thought I’d love anyone so much

Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I’m all the way back
Where I come from
Feels like home to me
Feels like home to me
Feels like I’m all the way back where I belong
Feels like I’m all the way back where I belong


My Name Is James (Demo)
Lyrics

My name is James
Thats what Mother called me
My name is James
So its always been
But sometimes I forget
When I’m lonely or afraid
So I go inside my head
And look for James

There’s a city that I dreamed of
Very far from here
Very very far away from here
Very far away
There are people in the city
And they’re kind to me
But it’s very very far away you know
Very far

They’ll say James, James, James how are ya?
Isn’t it a lovely day
James, James, James
Were so glad you came here where we are
From so very very very far

My name is James, James, James


Laugh And Be Happy (Demo)
Lyrics

I know what’s going on here
Ain’t no great mystery
Ya’ll have lost faith in yourself
It’s clear as it can be

You can whine all you want to
Drown in your misery
Or you can listen to me
Listen to me

Laugh and be happy
Don’t you ever wear a frown
Don’t let the bastards grind you down
Laugh and be happy
It’s a simple thing to do
Believe in your dreams and your dreams will come through for you

There’ll be a red sun shinin’ in the sky so blue
Blackbirds be singing in the tree (thank you boys!)
There’s a real silver lining up there for me and you
Listen to me
Listen to me

Now the country that we’re living in
You mean the good old USA? That’s right!
Has never been about keepin’ you out
It’s about invitin’ you in and lettin’ you play

So laugh and be happy
Don’t you ever wear a frown
Get right back up on your feet whenever they knock you down
You’ve got to laugh and be happy
Smile right in their face
‘Cause pretty soon you gonna take their place

Come a whack whack whackin’ like old man trouble
Whackin’ on their front door
You try to send us packin’, on the double
But we ain’t goin’ away no more

So laugh and be happy
Don’t you ever wear a frown
Don’t let the bastards grind you down
Laugh and be happy
Now listen when I say
‘Cause everything is gonna go our way

We’ll be on top of the world


Disc 4

Rev Running (Cold Turkey)

Change Your Way (Ragtime)
Lyrics

Where you goin’
With your shoes undone
Throwin’ rocks
Makin’ fun of everyone
Little man you’ll make a big mistake
Unless you change your way

Stayin’ out late
Every night
Chasin’ after streetcars and getting’ into fights
Yeah
Son you’re bound to break your mama’s heart
Unless you change your way

All the teachers
At the school there
They know you well
‘Cause you’re always the worst one
You’re always playin’ the fool, I can tell
What’s the matter with you little guy

Don’t you know
Take my advice
Before you do somethin’ bad you’d better
Think about it twice
You’re sure to end up on the shady side
Unless you
Change
Your
Way


Clef Club, No. 1 (Ragtime)

Clef Club, No. 2 (Ragtime)

Ragtime (Ragtime)

Prologue 1915-1923 (The Natural)

The Natural (The Natural)

Introduction/I Love to See You Smile (Parenthood)
Lyrics

I was born to make you happy
I think you’re just my style
Everywhere I go, tellin’ everyone I know
Baby I love to see you smile

Don’t want to take a trip to China
Don’t wanna sail up the Nile
Wouldn’t wanna get too far from where you are
‘Cause I love to see you smile

Like a sink without a faucet
Like a watch without a dial
What would I do if I didn’t have you
I love to see you smile

In the summer, in the springtime
The winter or the fall
The only place I wanna be
Is where I can see you smile at me

In a world that’s full of trouble
You make it all worthwhile
What would I do if I didn’t have you
I just love to see you smile
I love to see you smile


Kevin’s Party (Cowboy Gil) (Parenthood)

1914 (Avalon)

End Title (Avalon)

Leonard (Awakenings)

Dexter’s Tune (Awakenings)

Clocks (The Paper)

Make Up Your Mind (The Paper)
Lyrics

I know how I got in trouble
I know how I came to grief
I know why people all over
Are disappointed with me

When I get up I want down
When I got thin I want fat fat fat fat
When I get square I want round
When I got this I want that

You’d better make up your mind
You’d better make up your mind
I understand what you’re sayin’ to me
Make up your mind
But I can’t do it

Every time things look good, makes me feel bad
Each time a little bird of happiness flies by
It makes me feel so goddamn sad
I want to cry
(Make up your mind)

This little piggy went to the market
And that little piggy got caught up and put in a zoo
Last little piggy went waa waa waa waa waa waa
‘Cause he didn’t know what he was supposed to do

Comes a time in every man’s life
When he must decide
Whether he want to drive a bus
Or just go along for the ride

You’d better make up your mind
Make up your mind
I understand you sister
Make up your mind
I understand you sister
Make up your mind
But I can’t do it


Opening (Maverick)

Tartine de Merde (Maverick)
Lyrics

Come pretty lady and dance with me
We’ll be together forever
Come pretty lady and dance with me
That’s while we’ll always be friends

Her pale arm lies on a (coal-white?) bed
Her virgin’s eyes growin’ dull there
In the twilight she dies on a (coal-white?) bed
Never knowing what true love can be

That ol’ prairie moon is shinin’ so bright
Come (resurrect?) dance with me
We’ll dance and we’ll sing
‘Til dawn’s early light
Come (resurrect?) dance with me

All your friends will be there
All my friends will be there
All our friends will be there
Come with me, you’ll see ‘em

That ol’ prairie moon is shinin’ so bright
Come (resurrect?) dance
Come (resurrect?) dance
Come (resurrect?) dance with me


You’ve Got a Friend in Me (Toy Story)
Lyrics

You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead
And you’re miles and miles from your nice warm bed
You just remember what your old pal said
Boy you’ve got a friend in me
Yeah you’ve got a friend in me

You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me
You got troubles and I got ‘em too
There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you
We stick together, we can see it through
‘Cause you’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me

Some other folks might be a little bit smarter than I am
Bigger and stronger too
Maybe
But none of them
Will ever love you the way I do
It’s me and you boy

And as the years go by
Our friendship will never die
You’re gonna see it’s our destiny
You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me


Woody and Buzz (Toy Story)

I Will Go Sailing No More (Toy Story)
Lyrics

Out among the stars I sail
Way beyond the moon
In my silver ship I sail
A dream that ended too soon
Now I know exactly who I am and what I’m here for
And I will go sailing no more

All the things I thought I’d be
All the brave things I’ve done
Vanish like a snowflake
With the rising of the sun
Never more to sail my ship
Where no man has gone before
And I will go sailing no more

But no, it can’t be true
I could fly if I wanted to
Like a bird in the sky
If I believed I could fly
Why, I’d fly

Clearly, I will go sailing no more


Heaven Is My Home (Michael, duet with Valerie Carter)
Lyrics

Heaven is my home
Heaven is my home
Now this sweet world is precious to me

I have traveled down this road before
On a journey for a friend
Been away but now I’m back for more
Goin’ down this road again

You know he answers every prayer
But you better do your part
Spirits all around you everywhere
But you gotta open up your heart
You gotta open up your heart

You’re alone when you come in this world
You’re alone when you go
And it doesn’ t matter who you are
It doesn’t matter who you know

Keep on listening for that quiet voice
That’s the way to start
The door is open but you have a choice
You’ve got to open up your heart
You’ve gotta open up your heart

Oh this world is dear to me
But Heaven is my home
This is where I long to be
But Heaven is my home

When your life seems gloomy
Teardrops start to fall
Send the word back to me
And I’ll be there when you call

I’ve been down this road before
But Heaven is my home
And I’m comin’ back (yeah) (in the morn?)
Heaven is my home
Heaven is my home


Main Title (James and the Giant Peach)

Clouds (James and the Giant Peach)

Good News (James and the Giant Peach)
Lyrics

Once upon a time there was a vulture and a hog
Livin’ in a house upon a hill
Had this little boy who lived with them
And they worked him like a dog
With any luck, they’d have him up there still
‘Long came a magic man with a magic bag
Full of nasty little green things in a funky old rag
He said, “Boy you may not know it but this here’s salvation you see.”
Son, you’re going down in history

Good news is blowin’ in your window
Good news is knockin’ on your door
Good news is comin’ round the corner
Good news is rollin’ ’round your floor

Where can all my troubles be?
Must be good news chasin’ me
Good enough to set everybody free
Good news, good news, good news
(Good news)

There were bugs in the garden
Didn’t have a clue
That everyday their life was on the line
They wanted to get outta there
But they didn’t know what to do
Their little brains is workin’ overtime
That all changed one sunny day
That little boy dropped by to say
If we all work together, we make out okay
Good news, good news, good news

Gotta roll down a mountain
Flew over the sea
Facin’ death and danger on their way
But together they had made it
And they’re where they wanna be
They love each other more and more each day
They care about each other

Good news is sweepin’ cross the country
Good news is spreadin’ all around
Good news is hittin’ in the city
Good news has sprung up in the town

The things that used to hurt before
They don’t hurt ‘em anymore
‘Cause they know there’s somethin’ good in store
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news
Good news

Good news
Comin’ down the chimney
Good news
Knockin’ on my door
Good news
Leavin’ through the window
Good news
Can’t take no more
Good news
Spreadin’ o’er the country
Good news
For the young and old
Good news
Goin’ round the world,now
Good news
Too hot to hold back
(Repeats)

Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news
Good news
Good news!

Seabiscuit

Seabiscuit
Decca (772-12), July 2003

Main Title

Idea

Crash

Seabiscuit

Call Me Red

Frankie

Tequilera

Marcela/Agua Caliente

Campfire

Red’s First Win

Tanforan

Infield Folks

Pumpkin

Derby

Wedding

Night Ride/Accident

To the Line

Unkindest Cut

Ready?

Nice Ride

James And The Giant Peach

James And The Giant Peach
Disney (860905), April 1996

My Name is James
(performed by the cast)
Lyrics

My name is James,
That’s what mother called me.
My name is James,
So it’s always been.
Sometimes I’ll forget
When I’m lonely or afraid,
So I’ll go inside my head
And look for James.

There’s a city that I dreamed of very far from here.
Very, very far away from here,
Very far away.
There are people in the city and they’re kind to me.
But it’s very, very far away, you know,
Very far.

They’ll say, “James, James, James, how are ya? Isn’t it a lovely day?
James, James, James, we’re so glad you came here where we are from so very, Very, very far!”

My name is James, James, James.


That’s the Life
(performed by the cast)
Lyrics

Bright lights, big city
That’s where we gotta go
Where the food is great and the bugs are so pretty
I’d like to get my arms around a hundred or so
I’d hug ‘em, squeeze ‘em, hold ‘em tight
Sleep all day, dance all night
I want the bright lights and the big city
That’s the life for me, yeah
That’s the life for…

You little maggot
Have you never seen the moon
Gliding ‘cross the western sky
A dead oak tree by the waterside
Putrid vapors rising

That sounds lovely, dear
I’m sure we all agree
But I prefer the sunshine
A little park right in the center of the town
Flowers everywhere, children all around me
LyricsI’d love it!
Landing on a baby’s cheek so warm
It’s wonderful, wonderful
That’s the life for me
That’s the life for me
That’s the life, that’s the life for me

Elegant conversation
(Bright lights, big city)
An elevated point of view
(That’s where I’d go)
Intelluctual stimulation
And someone you love to share it with you
It would be wonderful, wonderful
That’s the life for me
That’s the life for me
That’s the life
That’s the life
That’s the life
That’s the life for…


Eating the Peach, lyrics by Roald Dahl
(performed by the cast)
Lyrics

I’ve eaten many strange and scrumptious dishes in my time
Like jellied bugs and curried slugs and earwigs cooked in slime
And mice with rice is very nice when they’re roasted in their prime
But don’t forget to sprinkle them with just a pinch of grime

I’m crazy about mosquitoes on a piece of buttered toast
And pickled spines of porcupines and then a great big roast
And dragon’s flesh, quite old, not fresh, it costs a buck at most
(Does it come with gravy?)

It comes to you in barrels if you order it by post
They come to you in barrels if you order it by post

For dinner on my birthday, shall I tell you what I chose?
Hot noodles made of poodles on a slice of garden hose
And a rather smelly jelly, made of armadillo’s toes
The jelly is delicious, but you have to hold your nose

Peach, peach, peach, peach, peach, peach
Peach, peach, peach, peach, peach, peach

I crave the tasty tentacles of octopi for tea
I like hot dogs, but I love hot frogs, and surely you’ll agree
A plate of soil with engine oil’s a super recipe
(Recipe)

I hardly need to mention that it’s practically free

Peach, peach, peach, peach, peach, peach
Peach, peach, peach, peach, peach, peach

We hardly need to mention that it’s practically free

Now comes, my fellow travelers, the burden of my speech
(You show off)
These foods are rare, beyond compare and some right out of reach
(Nice inn commodore)
But there’s no doubt I’d go without a million plates of each
(Out of my face)

For one small mite
(One small mite)
One tiny bite
(Tiny bite of this fantastic peach)

Peach, peach, peach, peach, peach, peach
Peach, peach, peach, peach, peach, peach
Peach, peach, peach, peach, peach, peach
Peach, peach, peach, peach, peach, peach
And this fantastic peach


Family
(performed by the cast)
Lyrics

Take a little time,
Just look at where we are.
We’ve come very, very far, together.
And if I might say so,
And if I might say so too,
We wouldn’t have got anywhere if it weren’t for you, boy.

Love is the sweetest thing.
Love never comes just when you think it will.
Love is the way we feel for you.
We’re family, we’re family, we’re family,
All of us and you!

Think of where we’d be
If we were on our own;
You’re what holds us all, together.
And if I might say so,
And if we might say so too,
We never could love anyone as much as we love you!

Love is the strangest thing.
Love does exactly what it wants to do.
Love, boy, you know it’s true.
We’re family, we’re family, we’re family, me and you!

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
Without you there’d be no us.

Love is the sweetest thing.
Love does exactly what it wants to do.
Love is the way we feel for you.
We’re family, we’re family, we’re family, me and you!


Main Title

Clouds

Spiker, Songe and a Rhino

Magic Man

Giant Peach

Into the Peach

James Makes Some Friends

The Peach Rolls

All At Sea – That’s the Life (Reprise)

100 Seagulls and One Shark

Lullaby

James’ Dream

Way Off Course

The Rhino Attacks

Empire State Building

New York City

Spiker and Sponge Come to America

A Place Where Dreams Come True

Good News
(performed by Randy Newman)
Lyrics

Once upon a time there was a vulture and a hog
Living in a house upon a hill
Had this little boy who lived with them
And they worked him like a dog
With any luck, they’d have him up there still

Along came a magic man with a magic bag
Full of nasty little green things in a funky old rag
He said, “Boy you may not know it but this here’s salvation you see.”
Son, you’re going down in history

Good news is blowin’ in your window
Good news is knockin’ on your door
Good news is comin’ round the corner
Good news is rollin’ ’round your floor

Where can all my troubles be?
Must be good news chasin’ me
Good enough to set everybody free
Good news, good news, good news
(Good news)

There were bugs in the garden
Didn’t have a clue
That everyday their life was on the line
They wanted to get outta there
But they didn’t know what to do
Their little brains is working overtime

That all changed one sunny day
That little boy dropped by to say
If we all work together, we make out okay
Good news, good news, good news

Gotta roll down a mountain
Flew over the sea
Facing death and danger on their way
But together they had made it
And they’re where they wanna be
They love each other more and more each day
They care about each other

Good news is sweepin’ cross the country
Good news is spreadin’ all around
Good news is hittin’ in the city
Good news has sprung up in the town

The things that used to hurt before
They don’t hurt them anymore
‘Cause they know there’s something good in store

Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news
Good news

Good news
Coming down the chimney
Good news
Knocking on my door
Good news
Leaving through the window
Good news
Can’t take no more
Good news
Spreading o’er the country
Good news
For the young and old
Good news
Going round the world,now
Good news
Too hot to hold back

Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news (Good news)
Good news
Good news
Good news!

Michael

Michael
New Line Cinema, 1996
A separate soundtrack recording for this movie has never been released.
This is a list of music cues.

Heaven Is My Home
(performed by Randy Newman and Valerie Carter)
Lyrics

Heaven is my home
Heaven is my home
Now this sweet world is precious to me

I have traveled down this road before
On a journey for a friend
Been away but now I’m back for more
Goin’ down this road again

You know he answers every prayer
But you better do your part
Spirits all around you everywhere
But you gotta open up your heart
You gotta open up your heart

You’re alone when you come in this world
You’re alone when you go
And it doesn’t matter who you are
It doesn’t matter who you know

Keep on listening for that quiet voice
That’s the way to start
The door is open but you have a choice
You’ve got to open up your heart
You’ve gotta open up your heart

Oh this world is dear to me
But Heaven is my home
This is where I long to be
But Heaven is my home

When your life seems gloomy
Teardrops start to fall
Send the word back to me
And I’ll be there when you call

I’ve been down this road before
But Heaven is my home
And I’m comin’ back
(yeah) (in the morn?)
Heaven is my home
Heaven is my home


Bank Storm

Newsroom

Letter From Pansy

Walk To Malt

Dog Talk

Angel Letter

To Iowa

Hit By Tractor

Milk Bottle

Angel Motel

Angel Intro

Meet The Angel

Angel Out

Angel Shuffle

Cold Night

Bedbugs Bite

Pre ‘Ave Maria’

I Know Why/Road

Bull Bottle

Sun and Wind

Drive to Joe’s

To Joe’s

Battle

Jail

Courtroom Out

All You Need Sweeten

Flat

Tow Truck Miracle

Crazy Arms

Dorthy’s Secret

Sparky

Back To Chicago

Chase Angel

Is It Michael

Marry Me

Cats Don’t Dance

Cats Don't Dance
Polygram (534655), March 1997

Our Time Has Come
(performed by James Ingram)

I Do Believe
(performed by Will Downing)

Danny’s Arrival Song
(performed by Scott Bakula)

Little Boat on the Sea
(performed by Scott Bakula)

Animal Jam
(performed by Scott Bakula)

Big and Loud, Pt. 1
(performed by Lindsay Ridgeway)

Big and Loud, Pt. 2
(performed by Lindsay Ridgeway)

Tell Me Lies
(performed by Natalie Cole)

Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now
(performed by Natalie Cole)

Darla’s Premiere

Once upon a Time

Danny’s Theme

Farley’s Office

Reporting for Work

Max Enters

Tea Time for Danny

Flood

Battle With Max

Triumph of the Animals

Our Time Has Come [Movie Version]
(performed by James Ingram)

Randy’s Tour Journal — 7 July 2006

THE HILLS ARE ALIVE AND SO AM I

I’m dictating this so it may not be any good. The last Journal From Europe is justly famous for it’s wit and insight. No, actually it isn’t. I’m beginning to forget things.

We played Vienna two nights ago in the Opera House.  It went well particularly considering it was the first show.  It’s the 250th anniversary of Mozart’s birth so it felt right for me to be there.  It seemed that I should commemorate the birth of my late colleague by actually playing in the town that treated him so badly.  They treated me better than they treated Mozart, Mahler, Berg or Schoenberg. (Cathy can’t do the umlaut.  She also can’t do a kip or a front walkover which I can do and will do in Montreaux. I’m 52 years old but still as spry and flexible as I was when I was a boy.  Look out ladies!  And gentlemen too!)  They’re doing a Mozart opera called Albertina, which he must have written when he was 3½ .  I’ve never heard of it.  I think they should make sure that it’s not actually by Elton John.  But seriously, they really should check it out.

I did a new song in Vienna called “Losing You”.  I think they liked it.  I’m not sure about the form of it yet.  Also, here’s another great thing I did. (Note by Cathy:  I can’t take much more of this.  He pretends to be so modest but he thinks he’s so great.) Since it was the Vienna Jazz Festival, and what I do is pretty far from jazz, (NbC: I’ll say.  The place was sold out and the people who were there to hear some good jazz are still there waiting.)  I played another new song, one which isn’t finished, so I had to kind of improvise like they do when playing jazz.  It was kind of shitty but they took it well much as they did when Hitler marched into the city in 1937.  They may not have liked it but they showed great enthusiasm.  The song is going to be good though.  It’s called “A Few Words In Defense Of My Country”.  I’ll try and get it together so I can play it in Europe where we need defending.

I have a show tonight with Dr. John at The Tower of London.  I hope it goes okay and they release me when I’m done.

Bye for now.  Look for my World Cup Special tomorrow.  Send five Euros to the Newman Foundation in Tulsa, OK and find out who’s going to win the Cup.

Love to all the Little Criminals.

Randy

7 July 2006

Randy’s Tour Journal — 16 July 2006

LA DOLCE VITA

We are in Rimini in northern Italy. We have a day off tomorrow due to too few Slovenians being interested enough to pay a week’s salary to see me perform for seventy-five minutes. My feelings aren’t hurt.

Personally, I’m unaffected by this Balkan dis. But, I must admit that I am embarrassed for my country. When I played Slovenia last time we stopped to look at the site of an old concentration camp near the Austrian border. I let it go. But this pisses me off. We (I use the plural not in the Imperial sense but to include Cathy who is an important part of the Newman team – without her the whole delicate mechanism we work so hard to perfect would collapse, and be as “dust in the wind”) are playing Verucchio on Monday. The people of the region are reacting to the news of my show in much the same way that the Slovenes did, but I’m going to Verucchio and I’ll play whether they like it or not. I have feelings too.

We played Montreux on the night of the World Cup Final. I don’t know how many people were out there but they seemed to like the show. I saw the end of the match. When Italy won everyone in the town went crazy until four in the morning. There was just a big fireworks display out of the window of the hotel. The weirder the road gets the better it is at this point in my life.

I played at a castle in Udine. Udine is northeast of Trieste.  And is still in Italy. Trieste has been in so many different countries it reminds me of Herbie Hancock with whom I shared the stage at the North Sea Jazz Festival in Rotterdam. I saw Susan, Suzanne and Jeroen backstage after the show. I love seeing them. The show was sold out I think and went very well. I always try my hardest in Holland. Rotterdam sure has a big port. It ought to be a hotel in Las Vegas.

I was just in Las Vegas for the first time in many years (NbC – apparently he doesn’t count that show at the House of Blues) there was a charity auction up at Pixar for a showing of “Cars” and I bid for, and won, a trip to Las Vegas and tickets to see O and Ka, Cirque du Soleil shows. My brother is retiring from Medicine. I thought this would be a nice gift for his wife and him. I mention all this because I very badly want to say something about O and Ka. I said many of the things I want to say under my breath and finally quite loudly at the shows themselves. But I find that I am not yet ready to put my thoughts into writing. I will say this: I can play several pieces from the show using only my nose and my buttocks. Sometimes I put on tights, put out some dry ice and just run around as if I were mad! My brother is the best Newman we’ve had so far. It was great to see him and as you may have noticed, I’m a better person because of it.

A word about the title of this entry, there are a lot of things in this town named after Fellini. I think he was born here maybe. Anyone who knows, send your answer to the Newman Foundation in Tulsa, OK along with five Euros.

Grazie.

Randy and Cathy

16 July 2006

Randy’s Tour Journal — 24 July 2006

GLOBAL WARMING

We’re in Nice on a day off. Ahead are two more shows, one in Stuttgart and one in Lörrach. My fellow geography bores will be interested to learn that Lörrach is just barely in Germany. It’s right on the Swiss border so I expect it to be strict but the hotel service should be good. The Swiss and the Germans have very different sense of humor. They both like ice shows however.

I may make some jokes about the Austrians. Speaking of Austria, one of my sons had a girlfriend whose stepfather is a Hapsburg – the heir to the throne in fact. The Newman family has never flown so high. Alas, the relationship is over and I have no hope of becoming a Von or Zu. (NbC – like the Von Trapp family) Cathy never gets too far away from The Sound of Music except in dealing with Gary Norris.

The show in Verruchio was in a small cemetery next to a castle. The audience was very kind and I had fun up there. We ate in a restaurant in a building from the 13th century. It looked pretty good. Apparently, they didn’t know they were in the Dark Ages. I know some Italian. I kept making sporadic attempts to communicate in the language. I would say, for instance, “io sono paura”, which means, “I am afraid”. I know I was saying it right. They would repeat it back to me exactly as I said it. This constantly recurring phenomenon made me paura. Neil Young can play to 80,000 people in Rome or Milan. I don’t think I can yet.

I played the Blue Note Jazz Festival in Ghent. I actually played some jazz by the way when I made a mistake in the instrumental break in “Simon Smith”. There was a lot of stuff going on in the street all the time. The town was having a street festival too. I was taking a walk the day after my show and I saw a guy scraping my picture off a pole. I said, “Hey you son of a bitch, what do you think you’re doing? The show may be over, but I think the people here in Belgium would still like to have my picture on their pole.” He just kept scraping and I walked away. If I’d had a weapon, like he did, I would have defended my honor even though I have a bad wrist and a torn left bicep.

The show in Ghent was in a tent

The rain that fell was Heaven sent

It was so hot I quite forgot to bring an extra shirt

Were’t not for Cathy who knows at what cost

All sense of decorum would’ve been lost

For I would have had to go on without a shirt

Which would’ve weakened the impact of some of the love songs.

Ghent, Newcastle and Lucerne were all sold out (NbC – He’s lying. Newcastle was almost sold out.) Here and there I’ve been doing this new song which I haven’t finished, “A Few Words In Defense Of My Country” or….”On behalf Of My Country”. See? It’s not finished. I probably shouldn’t be playing it. I’ve never played anything that wasn’t done before. It gets some big laughs but it’s not right yet. Lucerne is a beautiful town with a lake and a river in it. I’d like to live on a river someday. I lived by a creek once. It flooded and tore out our garage and almost got the whole house. The weather is changing. I think the earth is going to get hotter in the years to come. It’s hot in Europe and it’s hot at home. (Something is happening and you don’t know what it is…do you Mr. Jones? Or as I heard Bob do it the last time I saw him play, “xhdisodlnmufklhjduvkgjhdhekgsjcpojkdheydjkkfkgirifkhrhwgdyejeskufhg, Jones.” That’s the seventy-five dollar version.)

The audiences in Switzerland and Italy applaud when I play the intro to Dixie Flyer. It must have been used in a feminine hygiene commercial or something. I sure as hell didn’t sell any records in Italy. By the way, I finally found an audience, two of them actually, who like “Red Bandana”. (NbC – Sad to say, he’s wrong. He keeps playing it, I’ve told him not to. I don’t have the heart to tell him that only one person likes the song, the man in the mirror.)

Gateshead is across the River Tyne from Newcastle. Newcastle is Alan Price’s hometown and he wrote about it a lot. I owe him a great deal. He recorded some of my first songs and did them very well. He had a hit with “Simon Smith”. The first of three hits I’ve had. Anyway, he’s a great guy and it was good to see where he came from. I met someone who went to school with him. I’ve become a regular Chatty Cathy, haven’t I? I just go maundering on and on. (NbC – on and on and on and on and on…just like the song) I know that these entries would be more interesting if I talked more about the shows but I have more important things to tell you. For instance, this morning here in Nice I sent out some laundry and some dry cleaning. I have some concern for some of my show costumes. Sometimes they come back deep fried, like a chicken fried steak. Once, in Israel, which is very unlike Switzerland in the dry cleaning department, they over cooked six white shirts which were irretrievably damaged. That’s why I find it so difficult to know who to root for in this war they’re having. I’m not anti-Zionist but poor dry cleaning is often a symptom of a deeper malaise. To me it shows lack of national character. All the fire power in the world doesn’t make up for one burned up shirt. I’m pissed off. I saw Hazel, Alyce, Alistair and many other LCs including, Martin Figura who gave me a book of his poetry. I’ve read some of the poems and liked them very much. He’s talented. Someone we know may be using some of Martin’s ideas in another medium. As always, and as I always say, and I always mean, I love seeing the Little Criminals after a show. At all these European shows there are autograph collectors who stand outside for sound check and before the show and sometimes at the hotel. I don’t even know if they know who I am. At Gateshead, I signed autographs going in to the show, when I came out this little guy came up to me. Cathy said, “You already signed for him.” He said, “No! I wasn’t here before.” He was irate. Anyway, Cathy and I got in the car and went to the hotel that was about ¼ mile away. The guy beat the car there. I told him (he was Irish) that he’d just broken the Irish 200 meter record. I signed and invited him up to the room to spend the night. I love great athletes.

Last night we played the Nice Jazz Festival. I went on one stage at the same time Kanye West was on another. I like his stuff. It’s young and alive, just like me. It was also kind of annoying but the show went fine. In some ways, I think it was the best show I’ve done because it was late and I couldn’t quite figure out the crowd but I think they ended up liking the show and for the most part I made the right choices about what to play for them. Ballads were tough sometimes. Jesus walked right through a couple.

Let’s have a little fun before we go. Of these two artists which is your favorite: Kanye West, Joe Jackson or Randy Newman? Send your answers to The Newman Foundation in Tulsa, OK along with 5 Euros. Look for results here!

Love

Randy

24 July 2006

Babe (Pig In The City)

Babe (Pig In The City)
Geffen Records (25310), November 1998

Score by Nigel Westlake

Theme song “That’ll Do” written by Randy Newman
(performed by Peter Gabriel)
Lyrics

A kind and steady heart can make a grey sky blue
And a task that seems impossible is quite possible for you
A kind and steady heart ds sure to see you through
It may not seem like very much right now but it’ll do, it’ll do

When you find youtself in the middle of a storm
And you’re tired and cold and wet,
And you’re looking for a place that’s cozy and warm
You’ll make it if you never forget

A kind and steady heart can conquer doubt and fear
A little courage goes a long long way
Get’s you little bit further down the road each day
And before you know it you’ll here someone say

That’ll do, Babe, that’ll do.

A kind and steady heart is sure to see you through
A little courage goes a long, long way
Gets you little bit further down the road each day
And before you know it you’ll hear someone say
That’ll do, that’ll do
That’ll do Babe, that’ll do

Randy’s Tour Journal — 29 February 2004

ROMAN HOLIDAY

(I THOUGHT OF THAT – CK. EXCEPT IT’S NO HOLIDAY AND I’M NOT WITH CARY GRANT…..FAR FROM IT)

Pronto da Italia. We’ve been here so long that I’m finding it difficult not to think in Italian! Bear with Us. (He spoke Italian on stage in Rome. At least that’s what he thought it was. After the show he asked the woman from the Italian record company how his Italian was, she said he should never speak Italian again and if he knew what was good for him, he wouldn’t – CK).

The shows in Dublin and Edinburgh went very well. The audiences were great. Apparently they speak English in both Dublin and Edinburgh. I don’t know whether it helped me or hurt me. I’m going to be funny in a minute. I feel it coming. (I don’t – CK) We saw Susan, Jim, Scott and the new Little Criminal who looks like Paul McCartney, but younger. Show business is easier than most real jobs but the road isn’t that easy. Ask Jim or Susan. I’ve been playing Laugh And Be Happy, I’ll keep doing it until I get it right. One need almost be a virtuoso to traverse the complexities of the piece. I’ve shown it to a number of concert pianists. (Pollini, Uchida) They refused to even attempt it. They wouldn’t even talk to me. That’s how hard it is.

Bad news, LCs. Kathy (I did that on purpose) and I are fighting. Why you might ask? Did I try and corner her in an elevator again? Did I inadvertently bump into her in an airport line? Not this time. She persuaded me to play Rider In The Rain in Frankfurt. Need I say more? Knowledgeable fans will understand. Two and a half minutes of unmitigated horror unequaled since Murnau’s “Nosferatu”. I’ll talk to her again when I need something. For instance, I can’t find any socks. I played Zurich, Frankfurt and Rome after Edinburgh. These shows were not sold out. In each town, it was the holiday about which I’ve spoken so often, whereon the peasants of the town go to the theatres dressed as empty seats. (In spades – CK) As you know, I am an Optimist, also an Elk and a Mason. I choose to see the glass as half full rather than half empty. The shows may not have been sold out but luckily I wasn’t trying my hardest anyway. The tickets were expensive too! That’s not my fault. I swear it isn’t.

We had a great tour of Rome by a driver named, Antony, who was Indian but born in Rome. He still admires Mussolini though he admits he did some bad things. How can a big country like Italy have one man own all the television networks, the most important soccer team and run the country? I don’t understand it. There’s a comedian in Italy named Dario Fo. I saw him on television years ago. You won’t see him on television now. He does a stage show in which he makes fun of Berlusconi. I think that’s a good thing.

Hey! Don’t you know I’m just kidding? Berlusconi is a good friend of mine and I object to nothing he’s done. I’ve benefited greatly just by being a close, personal friend of this Great Man. He and I palled around during fashion week in Rome. Got some great stuff. (He’s babbling. I’m going to try and get out of here without having to use my side kick – CK) I’m sorry I split so many infinitives and did other bad things to the language. Eoio sono stanco. Ciao bambini.

Randy

I’ve enjoyed writing these reports for you and as I’ve told you before it means a great deal to me to know you’re out there. When I write songs again, to a greater extent than you might ever believe, it will be for you. I’m glad so many of you seem to like each other and if I’ve been the agency by which some of you have been brought together, that makes me greater than I already am. If the public only knew. Neil Young doesn’t do stuff like that. I have nothing against epileptics but come on. Neil Young once drew 80,000 people in Italy and he doesn’t speak a word of Italian (I won’t say anything – CK) Love to all of you.

–29 February 2004

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