1. |
Chromatic Tuner Blues
02:59
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roadie road roadie
where are you when i need you
roadie road roadie
you're drinking down your coffee
donuts and marijuana
roadie road roadie
chromatic tuner blues
chromatic tuner blues
are getting down
roadie road roadie
where are you when i need you
roadie road roadie
you found yourself a nasty
groupie
wrap it up now
roadie road roadie
chromatic tuner blues
chromatic tuner blues
are getting down
when there's no
9 volts in sight
you better go and use your ears
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2. |
I Wanna Kick Your Ass
02:16
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he wore a muscle shirt underneath his work clothes
never been to a gym
he's got puny little arms
and a tattooed tongue
to fit his bill
he wants to take my bike over night
he wants to be my friend
i said, "i have enough of those;
but i wanna do is kick your ass!"
oh no!
here i go
holy moly!
what's on my mind
"pick your teeth up
off the floor!"
it's nothing
i didn't say nothing
he's got an inner ear problem
he was once a pacifier sucking rave case
he doesn't hear much of nothing
the words that i say
he wants to take my bike
over night
he wants to be my friend
i said, " i have enough of those;
but what i want to do is kick your ass!"
oh no!
here i go
holy moly!
what's on my mind
"pick your teeth up
off the floor!"
it's nothing
i didn't say nothing
you got nothing
i used to work
a Joe job along with him
so don't go on thinking
that I'm a snob
some people weren't ever
meant to meet
if you get stuck with them
kick their ass!
oh no!
here i go
holy moly!
what's on my mind
"pick your teeth up
off the floor!"
you got nothing
i didn't say nothing
you got nothing man
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3. |
Oh, My Master
04:01
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in the morning we will rise
our stomachs have shrunk in size, yeah
time to fill them up with more
time to fill them up with more
yes, oh my master
oh my master
well, oh my master
when i wake from a daytime nap
I drink the drip now from the tap, yeah
put it in a bowl for me
I am one demanding pussy cat
well, oh my master
yes, oh my master
well, oh my master
and oh you scratch it up good
oh my master, yes
well, will you scratch my back
like a pussy cat?
and oh you scratch it up good
oh my master yes
well, oh my master
in the morning we will rise
lick the sleep now from your eyes, yeah
your cookie jar holds something new
I'm up up inside of you
well, oh my master
yes, oh my master
well, oh my master
and oh you scratch it up good
oh my master, yes
well, will you scratch my back
like a pussy cat?
and oh you scratch it good
oh my master yes
well, oh my master
oh my master
oh my master, yessa
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4. |
Old Time Hooligans
02:50
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a younger brother of an older friend
of theirs
took liberty in calling them soft
didn't notice the whiskey
in their hands
old time hooligans
plot out when
their gonna get the brother
get him good and wasted
then attack him
with whiskey
in their hands
don't you know what happens
ah you crossed them
their bastard meter peaks out at 10
ah you crossed them
their bastard meter peeks out at 10
their old time hooligans
shaving cream the palm of his hand
tie him to the bed
macaroni and cheese
leave the dishes
amway parphinalia
in the bag
leave no prints behind
take the booze
with whiskey in their hands
don't you know what happens
ah you crossed them
their bastard meter peeks out at 10
ah you crossed them
their bastard meter peeks out at 10
their old time hooligans
bye bye bye
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5. |
When We Became Friends
03:41
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I remember when we became friends
I stayed with him and Spinner in a Howard Johnson
you see, i was the new guy on the team
I had big thick glasses
he gave me a nickname
he said, you look like a Big Scary Nerd to me
I said "why?"
he said, "cause you just look like one"
it still sticks with me to this day
and now i know
I'll be taking that nickname to the grave
we grew up together on Purple Hill
running through backyards and raising hell
"ah Jay did you see the look on that guys face!"
"yeah! he sure can run. What's he like, 57?"
"ahhhh i don't know"
it still sticks with me to this day
and now i know
we'll taking that moment with us to the grave
I'm gonna get it down for you
have you ever heard that song called Heroin?
Lou Reed hit us deep
he's always bringing us back again
like that part where John Cale climaxes the viola at the end
making us go crazy creative with a cold one in our hands
as we shout!
everything!
is alright!
cause we have shared a great rock n roll moment together
forever
it still sticks with me to this day
and now we know
we'll be taking this song with us to the grave
I'm gonna get it down for you
I remember when we became friends
I stayed with him and Spinner in a Howard Johnson
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Purple Hill Records is difficult to define as anything but Rock and Roll. Driving, catchy, exploratory, a Rock and Roll that encompasses decades. From the roots of The Velvets and The Feelies, Big Star and beyond, the label is now a complete package and compliment to the style, mind, and song writing of Owen Marchildon ... more
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