Jesus Of Rio
Christ the redeemer towering high over rio
Rio de janeiro, rio
Where they held a summit to save the world
And to mark the time when development
As traditionally understood-had failed
And the affluent north raping the south
Investment from the north means
Economic bondage for the south
Under the burden of debt payments
I was with a whore in copenhagan
Drinking eight hundred dollars worth of
Champagne in kroner
She came from rio
We were trying to save the world
We did not get what we wanted
She wanted money--
She did not get what she wanted
I missed my wife--
I did not get what I wanted
Death sat on my lap
Death sits on all our laps
While christ the redeemer
Towers high over rio
Rio de janeiro. rio
Gordon gano: vocal, organo
Brian ritchie: upright bass
Guy hoffman: drums, pu-ili
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When Everybodys Happy
Can you imagine
The world at peace
What would it be like
Can you imagine
Such harmony
And what will happen
When everybodys happy
But me
Can you imagine
This headache I have
Writing this song
Can you imagine
The storm inside
And the quiet
When everybodys happy
But me
I think that I would really
Like to love
Give and receive
I pray that my spirit
May rise above
And Ill live a good life
When everybodys happy
But me
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar, violin
Brian ritchie: upright bass
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
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Machine
I got a machine
And I took over the world
In one weekend
I took over the world
With my machine
I did it because
I was looking for a project
And it was either
Take over the world or learn french
So I took over the world
And next weekend
I can learn french
I got a machine
And I took over the world
But nothing changed
That wouldnt be fair
Gordon gano: vocal
Brian ritchie: keyboards, theremin, short wave, upright bass, electronics
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Key Of 2
Well I was sentenced to prison
To do about one year
They said it isnt so bad
We got a good band here
We play every wednesday night
Sometimes tuesday too
Its the music of the future and it will get to you
When I heard the band for the first time
They has no (rhythm). they had no (rhyme)
Well it almost like a dream
I never wanted to have
It drove me (crazy). it drove me (mad)
The man said: cmon and play
And heres an instrument for you
Its an ancient flute
Its in the key of 2. blow...
I gotta get more time. I gotta stay in here
I used to be foggy
But the music made me clear
Now the jail in rockin like elvis never knew
Im on the inside now. Im in the key of 2
Now we all are lifers and Im in the band too
We play my favorite song. its in the key of 2
And it will get to you
Its the music of the future and it will get to you
And it will get to you
Its the music of the future. its in the key of 2
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: 12-string bass, piano, noseflute, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, vocal
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I Saw You In The Crowd
I saw you in the crowd
I saw you singing out loud
The people were swaying
The band was playing
Something real loud
I couldnt hear one word
Screams were all that I heard
But I saw her face
I saw her eyes
I saw his grace
In the darkning skies
I saw you raise your hand
Stretching out to the band
You reach exceeding your grasp
On the beach from the whale
Comes one last gasp
Meet me in my hotel room
Meet me just for fun
And I will not be boring
Some things I been storing
Inside to show someone like you
A few friends just stopped by
I think they wanted to get high
But it wasnt you
Who they led me to
So I bid them all good-bye
I probably would forget
This episode of regret
So I wrote this song
So when you sing along
I hope my message you will get
Meet me in my hotel room
Oh, meet me just for fun
And you will not be boring
Something you been storing
Inside to show someone like me
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass guitar, electric piano
Guy hoffman: drums, vocal
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Agamemnon
The telephone, the telephone
I have an idea
Women always have ideas
Hello...
Here is agamemnon
Here is agamemnon
Who? wrong connection
This is...
I am a moralist
An anti-militarist
I am against duels
I cannot stand seeing
A fly in rage
I cannot look at
A uniform or blood
That woman has seduced me
And now I am done for
Darling, where shall i
Hide you in a hurry?
Here is agamemnon
Here is agamemnon
I am coming
Directly from the trenches
And look forward
To a solemn luncheon
Oh, my nerves
Im losing my find
This damned telephone
Spoils my favorite position
And no I can start
Writing poetry again
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass guitar, organ, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
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Thanksgiving
I see no way out.
I feel a closing in.
Living this way, i won't live this way.
Its no way to live.
I am not grateful.
I am hateful.
I see stupid things,
So i say stupid things.
One thing i know i want to go
Where my heart can't hurt no more.
I am not grateful.
I am hateful.
I am not grateful.
I am painful.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
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Thanksgiving (No Way Out)
I see no way out.
I feel a closing in.
Living this way, I wont live this way.
Its no way to live.
I am not grateful.
I am hateful.
I see stupid things,
So I say stupid things.
One thing I know I want to go
Where my heart cant hurt no more.
I am not grateful.
I am hateful.
I am not grateful.
I am painful.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
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I Danced
I danced before I had two feet.
Sang before I had a tongue.
I laughed before I had two eyes.
Loved before my heart was young.
I swam before I had two hands
And held the distance in my toes.
Before I heard the stars I knew
The wild compulsion of the rose.
I bore the fruits of many lies.
Before I came into this day.
I knew before my grave was made,
The worms eat only death away
The worms eat only death away
I danced before I had two feet
I danced before I had two feet
I danced before I had two feet
I danced before I had two feet.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals, guitar solo
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
From the poem I danced before I had two feet written by max dunn
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Breakin Up
Now every once in a while
Theres a crack in my smile
Dark voices are talking to me
Dark voices tell me the way
Its supposed to be
They said breakin up
They said its hard to do
But what they say
About breakin up
Yknow its just not true
Breakin up, its easy to do
Breakin up, its easy to do
Why if you know
Why did you have to go
And leave me on t he floor
About as sick as a dog
Im feeding my face
Like a bleary-eyed hog
Whyd it have to stop
With so much good undone
Breakin up, its easy to do
Breakin up, its easy to do
Breakin up, its easy to do
Yknow I break up every time
I break up with you
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, reed organ, guitar solo, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
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I Wanna See You Again
I wanna see you again.
I dont care where and I dont care when.
I wanna see you again,
Cause this beginning will have no end.
Bring your whips, bring your chains.
We can exchange names.
I wanna see you again.
I wanna see you again.
I feel a feeling since I dont know when.
I wanna see you again,
So you can know you have a friend.
Youre so passive.
Im filled with wrath.
We could take a bath.
I wanna see you again.
Oh, theirs talk of the lights on broadway
And hearts intwining high above,
And if frankly well see things my way,
We will climb the heights of love.
I wanna see you again.
It doesnt matter where or when.
I wanna see you again.
Im just beginning to have no end.
Perfect love.
Cast out fear.
Let me, buy you a beer.
I wanna see you again,
And again,
And again.
I wanna see you again.
I wanna see you again
I wanna see you again
I wanna see you again
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
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Dont Start Me On The Liquor
Dont start me on the liquor
Ill drink it all down straight
Ill make a toast to love
But I drink the most
When I got somebody to hate
Im an old man
I got an old mans pain
Will the morning
Will the morning ever come again
Well, Im likin lickin a lotta liquor
Im drivin down the drink
Ill take a toast to life
But I drink the most
When my devil start to think
Im an old man
I got an old mans pain
Will the morning
Will the morning ever come again
Oh, I could drink, drink, drink
So I cant think, think, think
I got a hope or a home
In this life Im all alone
On this long cold lonely night of fright
Followed by a lonely day
til theres nothing left I can say
Except I didnt know I was sick
And so I got sicker
Hes a low down lying
Peckerwood cotton picker
Dont start me on the liquor
I got nothing more to say
I had a little money
But it all flown away
And I said oh man
Oh, aint that a shame
Oh, I keep manin, I keep manin
Like I got an old mans pain
Dont
Dont start
Dont start me
Dont start me on
Dont start me on the
Dont start me on the liquor.
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass, guitar, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, vocal
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This Island Life
This teas too strong for me
As I await your company
I had too much sun today
Ocean waters wash away
Nothing but the present
Presenting its presence
This island life
Separate my right from my wrong
No I am not pagan
But my heart has been forsaken
And the hand of God was on my mind
It took some time from time to time
Now in the course I know
Time itself will go when
This island life
Separates my right from my wrong
You forgot your shoes and i
I have sent a message but i
Theres so many stars in the sky
Its the truths that will not lie
Theres a you wild native maiden
Running mad and barefoot to the sea until
This island life
Separates my rights from my wrongs
This island life
Finally separates my right from my wrong
This teas too strong for me
As I await more company
I had too much sun today
Dram of lands lying far away
Pregnant with the present
Presenting its presents
This island life
Separate my right from my wrong
This island life
Will separate my rights from my songs
Separate my right from my wrong
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar, violin
Brian ritchie: upright bass, electric sitar
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion
Luisa mann: vocal
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Death Drugs
Long live the legend.
Long live the legend.
Long live the legend.
Itll out live us.
Aw mom, I need some long sleeved shirts.
You got to get me some long sleeved shirts.
Mom mom, I need some long sleeved shirts.
You gotta hide the marks where I stick the works.
The things we were doing got me under the rugs.
Were doin the death drugs.
How come bobby dilan and louie reed
Theyre never seen in short sleeves.
Hey the sixties everybodys going to heaven.
Sixty-nine, sixty-eight, sixty-seven.
The things we were doing got me under the rugs.
We be doing the death drugs.
Long live the legend.
Its not for everyone.
Long live the legend.
Its not for everyone.
Long live the legend.
Its not for everyone.
Long live the legend.
Its not for everyone.
Long live the legend.
Long live the legend.
Long live the legend.
Itll out live us.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
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Didgeriblues
Once I knew a dude who blew the didgeridoo.
He knew a girl who he decided to woo to
Under her balcony with a didgeridoo
And did she know you would do the digeridoo too,
If you knew shed do, do the didgeridoo.
Then a baby came one day
And daddy would stay by the cradle to lay.
Cooche, cooche, coo.
Cooche, cooche, coo.
On his trusty didgeridoo.
And did she know you who do the digeridoo too,
If you knew shed do, do the didgeridoo.
When a & r man heard that rumble,
He signed him up man, quiet little bundle.
Made a record in l. a.
Where I here the people still will say,
Damn, that cat, he really moved.
He knew what to do on the didgeridoo.
Now all over the world this song debuts,
Its hitting the charts,
All number ones and number twos.
This song has swept the nations.
The didgeridooblues.
If that you would love it too,
If you could do the didgeridoo.
Now, if that she would love you too,
If she knew you could do the didgeridoo.
If she knew you could do the didgeridoo.
If she knew you who blew the didgeridoo.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals, didgeridoo
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
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Mirror Mirror
I see a damsel
In danger and distress
I see that she is pretty
I see a young girl
Dressed in a dirty dress
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
I see a fat girl
With her hair a mess
I see that she is pretty
I see a proud girl
She's pregnant i would guess
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Mirror mirror do not fail
Who deserves to go to jail
I see the school girls
Dressed in their sunday best
I see that they are pretty
I see the wagon trains
Of pioneer women heading west
I see that they are pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Creature creature, here the plan
Leads unto the fall of man
I see a matron
Unbuttoning a tightly fitting dress
I see that she is pretty
I see a maiden
She's careless like all the rest
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Mirror mirror do not fail
Who deserves to go to jail
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the prettiest one of all
Mirror mirror humor me
Do they see what i see
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar, violin, baglama
Brian ritchie: upright bass, reed organ
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
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Old Mother Reagan
Old mother reagan
And her crew
Took away
From me and you
I hope she goes far away
She better go far away
Yknow it aint right
When its all wrong
This is the old mother reagan
Protest song
Old mother reagan
Shes so dumb
Shes so dangerous
How come...
Old mother reagan went to heaven
But at the pearly gates
She was stopped!
Gordon gano: vocals, giutar
Brian ritchie: bass, vocals
Victor delorenzo: drums, vocal
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Dahmer Is Dead
Dahmer is dead
Dahmer is dead.
A broomstick bashed him upside his head.
Upside the head, upside the head.
Bloody broomstick.
Dahmer is dead.
Am I supposed to feel outrage?
Am I supposed to feel sorrow?
Jeffery dahmer has no right tommorrow.
Dahmer is dead
Dahmer is dead
A broomstick bashed him upside his head.
Dahmer is dead
Dahmer is dead
Bloody broomstick.
Dahmer is dead.
Along with a broomstick upside his head.
Along with broomstick.
Dahmer is dead.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals,
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
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Dahmer Is Dead
Dahmer is dead
Dahmer is dead.
A broomstick bashed him upside his head.
Upside the head, upside the head.
Bloody broomstick.
Dahmer is dead.
Am I supposed to feel outrage?
Am I supposed to feel sorrow?
Jeffery dahmer has no right tommorrow.
Dahmer is dead
Dahmer is dead
A broomstick bashed him upside his head.
Dahmer is dead
Dahmer is dead
Bloody broomstick.
Dahmer is dead.
Along with a broomstick upside his head.
Along with broomstick.
Dahmer is dead.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals,
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
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Bad Dream
Im living in a bad dream.
Theyre supposed to be here by now.
What the hell is taking them so long?
I parked the car just like they said.
Now, Im sitting, waiting for a bullet in my head.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im supposed to be feeling better by now.
What the hell is taking me so long?
I hit the hay just like they said.
Now, Im sitting, waiting for a bell in my head.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
On a curve, lost control.
On a cliff, lost control.
This is not happening to me.
I say so.
Im supposed to be a better person by now.
What the hell is taking me so long?
Dying saviors off sum cross.
Now, Im hoping and Im praying that theyll nullify my losses.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals, autoharp
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
David vartanian: electric piano
Produced by brian ritchie and gordon gano
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Life Is An Adventure
Life is an adventure,
Made for an adventurer.
Made just for the boy who can,
Grow up strong and become a man.
Nothing will bother you,
You will do what you want to.
Laughes and loves and hopes and dreams,
Action will supply the means.
Living for something.
Foregiving nothing,
And youre forgiving, nothing,
Cause youre living for something.
Fast is fast, the sacred cow.
Life is in the here and now.
Got to dream and got to hope.
Broaden your horizon scope.
I told you once and I told you twice,
Japanese eat lots of rice.
You can be my assistant.
It could be to you detriment.
Ah were believing something.
Conceiving a great wealth.
Conceiving nothing
Believing in myself
Believing in myself
Life is an adventure,
Made for an adventurer.
Made just for the boy who can,
Grow up strong and become a man.
La, la, la, ...
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals, organ
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
Bob jennings: tenor and baritone sax, horn arrangement
Pat basler: alto sax
Ed spangenberg: trombone
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