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Over Her Head `John Cale`

"She sees flames in the kitchen it's a vision of hell A sign that madam is not feeling well Like the pigeons in the yard she's getting fat on starch She's cooking for sailors and combing her hair in the

Amsterdam `John Cale`

She's back from Amsterdam And I think the journey did her well Her face has lost it's touch The tell tale signs of loneliness inside But I love her still And need her company still more Come

Face To The Sky `John Cale`

She is standing listening to the wind Darkness lifting her face to the sky Her homecoming laughter Swirling around her Dizzy as a top on a chessboard Dizzy as a top on a chessboard Her memories of wild

Guts `John Cale`

in the short sleeves fucked my wife Did it quick and split Back home, fresh as a daisy to Maisy, oh Maisy And the twelve-bore it stood in the corner Quite operatic in its self disgust It blew him all over

Things `John Cale`

be doing it (doing the thing) Doing it (doing the thing) Doing it (doing the thing) The thing you'd do in Denver when you're dead A month is a Saturday, Wednesday is a week I saw the way you looked at her

Engine `John Cale`

find out what it is Wanna find out what that something is that's driving me out of my mind What's that burning Ah, what's that burning Burning, burning I' my blood What's that burning, burning I' my head

My Maria `John Cale`

Shes a simple kind of girl Goes to mass Sees the blood of jesus flow Ohhh maria Ohhh maria Then her mother told her baby how her brother died Streets were fighting and the rivers all ran dry Ohhh maria

Things X `John Cale`

software they end up in You'd be doing it (doing the thing) Doing it (doing the thing) The thing you do in Denver when you're dead A month is a Saturday, Wednesday's a week I saw the way you looked at her

Mary Lou `John Cale`

Oh, watch out, here comes Mary Lou She thought that she lived in a shoe Everybody told her, "Baby it's all right Oh, it's all right, it's all right, it's all right now" Oh Mary, watch out Mary Lou Oh Mary

Caravan `John Cale`

I'm slipping away from planet earth Hand in my pocket full of dirt Shaking all over Shaking all over with the funny stuff Climbing the fens in the Norfolk Broad Waiting for Godot and Niagara Falls Mustn't

Leaving It Up To You `John Cale`

Looking for a friend, looking everywhere Walked along the boulevard, the boulevard of friends All those mild mannered friends I've got They're careless and they fall down All over the place, all over town

The Man Who Couldn't Afford To Orgy `John Cale`

Oh, don't worry, baby, you'll get over it. Mmm, you'll get over it."

Midnight Feast `John Cale`

She caught me by surprise Bursting into tears Boo hoo I found you on the freeway Shredding the alphabet Listening to the fog banks Joni Mitchell and her parking lot I lost you on the way down Close to

Taking It All Away `John Cale`

sentimental fool Love, those broken veins made you so afraid of that wishful wishing well Well now you're in misery and in pain Well now you're in misery and in pain So she broke your heart And you let her

Turn The Lights On `John Cale`

a while you'd be wrong Putting your feelings across Freaking me out in the dark Turn the lights on When you see me coming Turn the lights on When you see me coming Dreaming Seeing things appear in my head

Rollaroll `John Cale`

Rollaroller, rollaroll Rollaroller, rollaroll Rollaroller, oh rollaroller Rollaroller, rollaroll I don't feel nothing when it's stuck to the chair I ain't dead as a doornail when you're not there Well, push on over

Vampire Cafe `John Cale`

They're setting the tables They're dimming the lights They're leaving the priesthood It's all over tonight 'Cause somebody's missing Somebody's cold You better clean all your windows And sell all your

In A Flood `John Cale`

wishing Would come back again was Lost in the shuffle along the way Down the Mississippi in a flood Swallowed in a storm you had us worried all along Tying up the lines to the State Police Covered all over

Fairweather Friend `John Cale`

Oh that way is paved with gold Board boy, board boy what have you been sold Yes boy, no boy, you don't have to use your head It's alright boy, you can use your feet instead You don't have to worry

Fairweather Friend (Previously Unreleased Alternate Version) `John Cale`

Oh that way is paved with gold Board boy, board boy what have you been sold Yes boy, no boy, you don't have to use your head It's alright boy, you can use your feet instead You don't have to worry about

Ghost Story `John Cale`

It made life a littl e easier To have Holland on the run It didn't take that long to forget her My old man and his gun Rushed out, lions about Wasting away on advice A hundred and three, 400 or

Letter From Abroad `John Cale`

wet mornings are so appealing People waking up suddenly in the night Very disappointed At the water's edge fishermen smashing their boats, taking nothing for granted In a few hours the heat will hang over

Sudden Death `John Cale`

The conference is over and they're calling out the guard The Minister of Justice looks so tired The gunman on the roof picks his target carefully The last thing they expected to see was sudden death The

Darling I Need You `John Cale`

Woke up early this morning Something wrong inside my head Took a look around for breakfast First thing I see is youre not there So where were you, where were you? Where were you, when I needed you?

Everytime the Dog Barks `John Cale`

home again Stab the back of hell and heroes until we meet again Listen for the slamming doors Listen on the ship to shore Listen hard Everytime the dogs bark Like a milk-cow servant turning over

Dying on the Vine `John Cale`

through all that noisy chatter The troops, the celebrations in the sun The authorities say my papers are all in order And if I wasn't such a coward I would run I'll see you me when all the shooting's over

Helen Of Troy `John Cale`

She's got Christmas, got thunderstorms Like a baby, never, never been balled She's got fat men, vermin in disguise In the cold rooms of her eyes Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh, Helen of Troy Oh

Vigilante Lover `John Cale`

beggar in an iron lung 'Cause something must be breaking your heart Yes something is breaking your heart That I loved like a vigilante lover That I loved like a vigilante fool The air was heavy over

Hello There `John Cale`

Hooked up on a fishing line, Looking for the break of day I've never been here before anyway Its the line in my feet that's to blame. Settled down in the mud Giving everybody blood It's just not such ...

Cleo `John Cale`

Cleo, Cleo, won't you come around and play girl Cleo, Cleo, won't you come around and stay girl You can find the lines to say, if you try Someone else has just confessed To drinking up all your wine. ...