1.Single Again
I married a man, oh then
I married a man, oh then
I married a man
He was the plague of my life
Oh and I wish I was single again
I wish I was single again
'Cause when I was single my pockets did jingle
And I wish I was single again
And then he beat me he banged me, oh then
He beat me he banged me, oh then
He beat me he banged me
He swore he would hang me
And I wish I was single again
He went for the rope, oh then
He went for the rope, oh then
He went for the rope
And I think think I was broke
And then I wish I was single again
I wish I was single again
'Cause when I was single my pockets did jingle
And I wish I was single again
And then my husband he died, oh then
My husband he died, oh then
My husband he died
And I laughed 'til I cried
Oh, to think I was single again
I married another, oh then
I married another, oh then
I married another
He's the devils grandfather
Oh, I wish I was single again
I wish I was single again
'Cause when I was single my pockets did jingle
And I wish I was single again
And then he beat me he banged me, oh then
He beat me he banged me, oh then
He beat me he banged me
He swore he would hang me
And I wish I was single again
2.Here Comes the Summer
Last day in May the afternoon
Remember
Black marks of charcoal from the dune
Remember
I thought it wouldn't be too soon
We'll wait at least until it's June
The twenty-ninth of March it rained
Remember
You'd look so sad that I explain
Remember
You knew it wouldn't be too soon
We'll have to wait until it's June
I've been waiting since I don't know when
And now it finally seems about to start
I swear I swear that I will do my part
December dark at six o'clock
Remember
The freezing wind gives you a shock
Remember
You knew it wouldn't be too soon
We'll have to wait until it's June
October damp on down the street
Remember
The sodden leaves stuck to your feet
Remember
You knew it wouldn't be too soon
We'll have to wait until it's June
I've been waiting since I don't know when
And now it finally seems about to start
I swear I swear that I will do my part
July the third we stayed up late
Remember
And thought how long we'd have to wait
Remember
It'll be so long until it's soon
It'll be so long until it's June
3.Evergreen
I was wielding my axe
Drank whiskey at the bar
Every night coming home
Out the windshield of my car
I would look through my boughs
And think I saw my lucky star
I was spreading my sheets
Took dinner all alone
Every night of the week
Awaiting for the phone
And I'd dab off my tears
With my favourite pinecone
Needle prick my spruce root
Dear little hemlock shoot
Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen
I would tend to my bees
Sell honey on the road
Every fall in the wet
Watching lorries take their load
And I'd get all my winnings
Ask for special sap in code
In August for three weeks
I'm back in the village where I clip
All sorts of brambles and thorns
From up the hill I pip
In a little clay cup
I cross myself and sip
Needle prick my spruce root
Dear little hemlock shoot
Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen
I was casting my line
Angling way the day
The stream was swift it was clear
But the light was getting grey
I bent down by the thistle
And thought of what it was I'd say
Needle prick my spruce root
Dear little hemlock shoot
Make me stay sharp and keen, evergreen
4.Sing For Me
Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away you'll be the siren that will finally lead me home
The girl around her father throws her arms to make him stay
“My daddy dear it hails, it blows; you cannot go today!”
Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away you'll be the siren that will finally lead me home
The April mud was on his boots, a' clinging through the fields
And desperate it send up its shoots-but at water's edge it
yields
Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away you'll be the siren that will finally lead me home
The waves were pounding the dock, the pillars creak and growl
The shoreman loading up the stock, the gulls were crying foul
Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away you'll be the siren that will finally lead me home
The father called up to the ship, “You need an extra hand？”
“Ah yes, for just a little trip： one month be back at land,”
The rain had stirred the sea too well; the salt poured on the
deck
At last the captain rang the bell： they ship was left to wreck
Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away you'll be the siren that will finally lead me home
It's calm but now the fog if thick： so which way should they
head
The rest knew not and they must be quick-so father softly said
Sing for me, my daughter, sing for me
When I'm away you'll be the siren that will finally lead me home
5.Tropical Ice-Land
Goat's head in the deli case
Oh sweet angel angel bearded face
Papier maché parade on at night
That's what you're doing with no sunlight
In the tropical tropical
Tropical ice-land
Tropical tropical
Tropical Icy Icy
Bleak church on a cold tundra
Mountain-glacier-glacier-glacier-stream
Black stone beach and a black death bottle
Is all me and my baby'll need
In the tropical tropical
Tropical ice-land
Tropical tropical
Tropical Icy Icy
Take intermission at the movies
Freeze outside for one quick smoke
Take a klondike bar from the pop machine
Hey it's ice cream, no not coke
In the tropical tropical
Tropical ice-land
Tropical tropical
Tropical Icy Icy
Let's meet in Kristiana next summer
Let's get out before we melt away
I've seen enough stray ponies and puffins
To get me through till the end of May
In the tropical tropical
Tropical ice-land
Tropical tropical
Tropical Icy Icy
And if you ever need some hash or weed (backward)
You won't be gettin' it here
Just take a boat across the bumpy sea
Go to Denmark, man, oh it's so near (backward)
In the tropical tropical
Tropical ice-land
Tropical tropical
Tropical Icy Icy
6.Duffer St. George
In the back of a mini cab
Me and Georgie and Nigel and Sadie
“Can I use your mobile
Can I use your mobile, Sadie？”
On our way to Shoreditch
Off to Fabric in Shoreditch
Duffer St. George and I don't care
Duffer St. George and I don't care
On a Spitalfields Sunday
Get a two pound curry and roll ups
Get a 12p bagel and a camouflage T-shirt and bracelets
“Let me check the stalls first”
Nige wants a pint first
Duffer St. George and I don't care
Duffer St. George and I don't care
7.Smelling Cigarettes
Very much vodka and too much tequila
Those are the ways I learned to deal
Across against the light
And the sleet scalds my sight
Stunned I stayed put and a billboard truck runs over my foot
So things are really hopping
And my unemployment's stopping
And my kitty cat's copping
And I need to forget
So I go to the window and smell a cigarette
Now I'm in the clutches of my crutches
I'm laid up, and I sip from my cup
And I look outside
And I see Christopher Hyde
Who just got divorced
And there's a restraining order enforced
Going in his ex-wife's garage
I'm just drunk enough to open the window, yell out gruff
“Don't you key that brand-new Camry.”
And he gave me the cursor
“Damn,” returning to the spot he was
“Mind your own business you!”
And I wag my finger
“You're not doing what you're supposed to do.”
And then he's coming toward me
And I took a swig of my tequila ‘cause it made me feel a little
nervous
As he started across against the light
But he didn't look to his right as he didn't stay put
And a billboard truck came and ran over his foot
And the cops responding called out to me
“Hey is this your cat？”
“Yeah, but sometimes it forgets
Ah, wait a minute
I'm gonna come out there and smell a couple a cigarettes.”
Don't you hurry worry with me
Don't you hurry worry with me
Don't you hurry worry with me
I'm gonna pack up your eyes with sand
If you tell me that again
If you tell me that again
If you tell me that again
I'm gonna pack up your eyes with sand
If you tell me you've been broke
If you tell me you've been broke
If you tell me you've been broke
I'm gonna pack up your eyes with sand
If you tell me that again
If you tell me that again
If you tell me that again
I'm gonna pack up your eyes with sand
Don't you hurry worry with me
Don't you hurry worry with me
Don't you hurry worry with me
Don't you hurry worry with me
I'm gonna pack up your eyes with sand
I'm gonna pack up your eyes with sand
I'm gonna pack up your eyes with sand
You better close your eyes
'Cause I'm about to pack'em up with sand
8.Cousin Chris
Back the bus he cussed “Space suits! Blackened boots
Lad, little Lad,” he sad, “I've a tip for you
See, what about me, what about her, what about me'
For five dollars I walked him to his Mom's
And on the threshold he said straight and calm,
“See what about me, what about her, what about me”
Can't kiss cousin Chris could knight, turn off the light
With what why's we wave. What wish, it came true
See, what about me, what about her, what about me
One, two, three, four
T'ord ta tippy top Tommy tongue-tied talked
Tricked Trish tra trance which church chit-chat
Nana nots no know, so down the firehouse we go
Fireman Frank friendly fed fee-free
Dank dusty doughnuts den da dribble drank
Driven droopy drunken
In Clinton lake we've sunk in
So Tommy, look here what you did
Barnacle Bill's bound bonus bid
My mommy must a made up my mind
Many months me for Mandy Miller resigned
Right raise rank rise rust
And how she ever fussed
About that out-lout doubt-route scout
Seems he liked someone better than her
Oh Tommy, Trish and Frank
You can talk me to the bank
So I can bring a little extra today
Prop prince prize proof prize-proof, pry pray
When the word of your ward was the sword by your side
And you dug up the deed in the dump where he died
You seemed beside yourself; you're wandering all your wealth
‘While the warp and the woof of your words were worked
By perpetually pushing spirits and beers
Cause the coffin the cradle the curse
Were woven even worse
Since the ‘sary sends signs out the fire to whom it may concern
Cause the coffin is for me cause I have nothing to do with it
And the cradle is for me cause the old dragon attacked me in it
And the purse is for me because I don't have money nor friends
9.Sweet Spots
Well I stuffed my stuff into a sport sac and I took the Lake St.
El
Well I got off Cicero and I snuck in through one of the loading
docks
And I smiled as I sucked my gem I mean to take a room at the
Brack's
Well I put things into the pockets of my parachute pants and I
walked on up the street
Now Galewood makes me nervous but the corn syrup cloud's such a
lure
So I'm staying off to the side at this end of the M＆M Mars tour
Well I bought a bike but the chair broke right outside of
Parky's
Well the wait was making my eyes wet and sticking french fries
down my throat
But I had to press on cause sweeter stuff's on the other side of
the moat
Well the cars were turning off Harlem so I had to stop and stare
And I had to gulp for air oh my heart was racing I made my
escape
I's red hot to get lemonheaded and live with Alexander the Grape
10.Sullivan's Social Slub
Brandy Buttersotch bartered and begged
Many Motherwell mustered and mugged
Lucy Liverspots lied oh! And legged
Danny Dungerees digged and he dugged
So's'on Saturday say slips'offs'a Sullivan's Social Slub
Need a nice ner and a nip and a nub
Sup'slides'over Sullivan's Social Slub
Candy Cumberland cookied and cleaned.
Andy Aspirate assholed and ate
Gary Guttergunk gathered and gleaned
Stripey Stripleford stripled ‘em straight
So's'on Saturday say slips'offs'a Sullivan's Social Slub
Need a nice ner and a nip and a nub
Sup'slides'over Sullivan's Socail Slub
Sally Summerdress something and smiled
Vincent Vibraphone hung up and dialed
Fanny Firzafrank frowned fie fonna foe
Seamus Sweatyset swore at the show
So's'on Saturday say slips'offs'a Sullivan's Social Slub
Need a nice ner and a nip and a nub
Sup'lides'over Sullivan's Social Slub
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