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My Flask
03:40
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One night, while crawling on Pike Street
Met a girl who thought me a swell
The things we had tasted
Had made us quite wasted
And walking a straight line to hell
She scooted in close to me sweetly
As I fed her another bad line
Oh I didn't have to beg
With her hand on my leg
Well, she asked if that stiff drink was mine
No! It's just my flask in my pocket
That I like to share with my friends
It's just my flask in my pocket
And a means to enjoyable ends.
We ran from the pub in excitement
But I lost her in the crowd on the street
As loud as I was
Singing like a drunk does
I fell prey to a cop on the beat
He told me he needed to frisk me
In his search for some illegal greens
No hint of panache
This thick-necked mustache
Thought he grabbed a magnum in my jeans
No! It's just my flask in my pocket
That I like to share with my friends
It's just my flask in my pocket
And a means to enjoyable ends.
Now, when this old life is over,
And my flask and my liver are gone
I'll sit at the gates
Subject to the fates
Who'll expect I'll admit all was wrong
Saint Peter will give me the stink-eye
When my funeral mourners all dance
Oh, he'll ask and he'll frown
Looking me up and down
What's sticking out of my ethereal pants?
Oh! It's just my (stomp) in my pocket
That I like to share with my friends
It's just my (stomp) in my pocket
And a means to enjoyable ends.
Hey! It's just my (stomp) in my pocket
That I like to share with my friends
It's just my (stomp) in my pocket
And a means to enjoyable ends!
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2. |
The Smuggler's Anthem
02:12
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Oh, I wanna be a smuggler
Smuggle by day, drink by night, hey hey hey!
Oh, I wanna be a smuggler
Travel from town to town
Casing your mansions and stealing your antiquities
Ride upon the railway, heading for the coast
Steamer ship across the sea, well, I don't like to boast
But we're the baddest band of smugglers you ever have seen
Taking this and taking that and trading it for the green
Oh, I wanna be a smuggler
Smuggle by day, drink by night, hey hey hey!
Oh, I wanna be a smuggler
Travel from town to town
Casing your mansions and stealing your antiquities
I don't want a safe roof and and early bed
Cornered on a midnight run, you might just lose your head
But when you're the best, all the rest can take a flying leap
You'll never have to worry about dying in your sleep!
Oh, I wanna be a smuggler
Smuggle by day, drink by night, hey hey hey!
Oh, I wanna be a smuggler
Travel from town to town
Casing your mansions and stealing your antiquities
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Hot Sex Poison
01:22
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Chills creeping up when you call me
One kiss, destruction, catastrophe
Oh, I see your body rocking
Body pool's so wet, I wanna dive in
With your hot (hot!) sex (sex!) poison
Hot (hot!) sex (sex!) poison
Hot (hot!) sex (sex!) poison, Oh!
I said go baby, go baby, go, yeah
Oh, baby, go baby, oh yeah
Go baby, go baby, oh yeah
Said go a little lower, baby, almost there
Kiss down your hips, meet your thighs
The way you greet my lips, mesmerize
You're sweeter than Bulleit whiskey
I'ma get hung-over and you're gonna miss me
With your hot (hot!) sex (sex!) poison
Hot (hot!) sex (sex!) poison
Hot (hot!) sex (sex!) poison, Oh!
Go baby, go baby, go, yeah
Go, baby, go baby, oh yeah
Go baby, go baby, oh yeah
Go a little lower, baby, almost there
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I went to a funeral for a man I did not know
I went to a funeral for a man I didn't know was dead
Faded bride, full of wine uncasked
Tells me your story unbidden and unasked
I come uninvited, my life just begun
To drink to a man whose thread's been unspun
I went to a funeral for a man I did not know
I went to a funeral for a man I didn't know was dead
Holding court at the center of it all,
Your friends and your lovers all remember your fall
You rise up, for one night, forgiven of your sins
And your child lies sleeping as the rumpus begins
I went to a funeral for a man I did not know
I went to a funeral for a man I didn't know was dead
Midnight comes
A gentleman's toast to a man unknown
When noise breaks the walls, we break out and away
To the moon and the river that carries us away
I went to a funeral for a man I did not know
I went to a funeral for a man I didn't know was dead
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We come from Finland
We come from France
We speak in tongues Germanic
And flavored with Romance
We fled from Russia
Another place to die
We go where there is freedom
And it's plain to see why
So if you think we've got the world under our control
We're gonna shine some light into your soul
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
Your bubbe, your zeyde, your kinderlach too
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
We go from town to town
Wherever we can stay
whenever they start lynching us
It's time we ran way
We pick up a few husbands
And wives, as we go.
And we sing to our children
All the niguns that we know
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
Your bubbe, your zeyde, your kinderlach too
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
Now you can see us everywhere you turn
A shoeshiner named Johnson or a lawyer named Stern
You can't always tell us from our hair or our nose
But no matter how we look, we're Jewish to our toes
You say we don't look it? Well that's a load of drek
My mother was a shiksa, so what do you expect?
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
Your bubbe, your zeyde, your kinderlach too
Every kind of Jew is a Mongrel Jew
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The Mongrel Jews Seattle
Caterwauling street-folk sing-alongs from Seattle, WA!
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