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Heaven's Trail (No Way Out)

You know I'm on a slick trip,
I'm always ready to kick ass.
Up on the stage, I'm in a rage.
Yes, I'm havin' the time of my life.
Yes, indeed.
What a sweet, sweet life it is.
 
Until some loco, two-bit floozy
with a Louis LeStrange
ain't good for nothin' but trouble.
They're just two fools livin' up to their names
and now it's startin' to rain on my parade.
 
No, there's nothin' like the real world
to get me down,
nothin' like the world outside
that turns me upside down,
makes me feel like I'm headin' down
a one-way, dead-end street.
 
There's no way out, no way out
of this livin' hell.
No way out, no way out
unless you walk heaven's trail.
No way out, no way out
of this livin' hell, livin' hell.
 
You know, I had it made in the shade,
thinkin' that it's not so bad after all.
That's when I woke up, smelled the coffee,
now I'm back where I started again, yes.
And now it's pourin' rain on my parade.
 
No, there's nothin' like the real world
to get me down, no.
One is there to lift you up,
one to drag you down.
Now, don't you see that we're headin' down
a one-way, dead-end street?
 
There's no way out, no way out
of this livin' hell.
There's no way out, no way out
unless you walk heaven's trail.
No way out, no way out
of this livin' hell, livin' hell.  
 
There's no way out, no way out
of this livin' hell.
No way out, no way out
unless you walk heaven's trail.
No way out, no way out
of this livin' hell.
I guess I'll live in hell.
 
There's no way out, no way out
of this livin' hell.
No way out, no way out
unless you walk heaven's trail.
No way out, no way out
of this livin' hell, livin' hell. 
 
You know I'm on a slick trip,
I'm always ready to kick ass.
 

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You Got Me Good

Alright, alright, I'll admit it
 
I like the way you rock it out
You're like my first big break
You know I love what you're all about
You gave 'em more than you take
 
You got me thinkin'
There's a reason
I've never felt this way 'bout anyone before
 
You're the one chance
I didn't wanna take
But if I had not
It would've been my biggest mistake
 
Ooh, baby, you know you got me
You're the last thing I wanted
But the first thing I need
Oh, baby, there's no escapin'
Ooh, you got me good
 
I know I'm in the right place
When we're dancing in your car
You know I love they way you say
«I like you just the way you are»
 
You got me thinkin'
There's a reason
I've never felt this way 'bout anyone before
 
I gotta hold myself back
You're the best I've got
You know just where I'm at
 
Ooh, baby, you know you got me
You're the last thing I wanted
But the first thing I need
Oh, baby, there's no escapin'
Ooh, you got me good
 
It doesn't get better than this (No!)
I felt something I never knew I missed
 
You're the mac to my cheese
The drum to my beat
The converse to my feet
 
If you were a grade, you'd be an A plus
Yeah!
 
Ooh, baby, you know you got me
You're the last thing I wanted
But the first thing I need
 
Oh, baby, there's no escapin'
Ooh, you got me good
 
Ooh, baby, you know you got me
You're the last thing I wanted
But the first thing I need
Ooh, baby, there's no escapin'
Ooh, you got me good
 

It's a Grand Night for Singing

It's a grand night for singing
The moon is flying high
And somewhere a bird
Who is bound, he'll be heard
Is throwing his heart at the sky!
 
It's a grand night for singing
The stars are bright above
The earth is aglow
And, to add to the show
I think I am falling in love!
Falling, falling in love!
 
Maybe it's more than the moon
Maybe it's more than the birds
Maybe it's more than the sight of the night
In a light too lovely for words!
 
Maybe it's more than the earth
Shiny in silvery blue
Maybe the reason I'm feeling this way
Has something to do with you!
 
It's a grand night for singing
The moon is flying high
And somewhere a bird
Who is bound, he'll be heard
Is throwing his heart at the sky!
 
It's a grand night for singing
The stars are bright above
The earth is aglow
And, to add to the show
I think I am falling in love!
Falling, falling in love!
 

Dust Bowl Refugee

I'm a dust bowl refugee,
Just a dust bowl refugee,
From that dust bowl to the peach bowl,
Now that peach fuzz is a-killin' me.
 
'Cross the mountains to the sea,
Come the wife and kids and me.
It's a hot old dusty highway
For a dust bowl refugee.
 
Hard, it's always been that way,
Here today and on our way
Down that mountain, 'cross the desert,
Just a dust bowl refugee.
 
We are ramblers, so they say,
We are only here today,
Then we travel with the seasons,
We're the dust bowl refugees.
 
From the south land and the drought land,
Come the wife and kids and me,
And this old world is a hard world
For a dust bowl refugee.
 
Yes, we ramble and we roam
And the highway that's our home,
It's a never-ending highway
For a dust bowl refugee.
 
Yes, we wander and we work
In your crops and in your fruit,
Like the whirlwinds on the desert
That's the dust bowl refugees.
 
I'm a dust bowl refugee,
I'm a dust bowl refugee,
And I wonder will I always
Be a dust bowl refugee?
 

I Shall Be Free

Well, I took me a woman late last night
I’s three-fourths drunk, she looked uptight
She took off her wheel, took off her bell
Took off her wig, said, “How do I smell?'
I hot-footed it . . . bare-naked . . .
Out the window!
 
Well, sometimes I might get drunk
Walk like a duck and stomp like a skunk
Don’t hurt me none, don’t hurt my pride
’Cause I got my little lady right by my side
(Right there
Proud as can be)
 
I’s out there paintin’ on the old woodshed
When a can a black paint it fell on my head
I went down to scrub and rub
But I had to sit in back of the tub
(Cost a quarter
And I had to get out quick . . .
Someone wanted to come in and take a sauna)
 
Well, my telephone rang it would not stop
It’s President Kennedy callin’ me up
He said, “My friend, Bob, what do we need to make the country grow?”
I said, “My friend, John, Brigitte Bardot
Anita Ekberg
Sophia Loren”
(Put ’em all in the same room with Ernest Borgnine!)
 
Well, I got a woman sleeps on a cot
She yells and hollers and squeals a lot
Licks my face and tickles my ear
Bends me over and buys me beer
(She’s a honeymooner
A June crooner
A spoon feeder
And a natural leader)
 
Oh, there ain’t no use in me workin’ so heavy
I got a woman who works on the levee
Pumping that water up to her neck
Every week she sends me a monthly check
(She’s a humdinger
Folk singer
Dead ringer
For a thing-a-muh jigger)
 
Late one day in the middle of the week
Eyes were closed I was half asleep
I chased me a woman up the hill
Right in the middle of an air-raid drill
It was Little Bo Peep!
(I jumped a fallout shelter
I jumped a bean stalk
I jumped a Ferris wheel)
 
Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote
He’s a-runnin’ for office on the ballot note
He’s out there preachin’ in front of the steeple
Tellin’ me he loves all kinds-a people
(He’s eatin’ bagels
He’s eatin’ pizza
He’s eatin’ chitlins
He’s eatin’ bullshit!)
 
Oh, set me down on a television floor
I’ll flip the channel to number four
Out of the shower comes a grown-up man
With a bottle of hair oil in his hand
(It’s that greasy kid stuff
What I want to know, Mr. Football Man, is
What do you do about Willy Mays and Yul Brynner
Charles de Gaulle
And Robert Louis Stevenson?)
 
Well, the funniest woman I ever seen
Was the great-granddaughter of Mr. Clean
She takes about fifteen baths a day
Wants me to grow a cigar on my face
(She’s a little bit heavy!)
 
Well, ask me why I’m drunk alla time
It levels my head and eases my mind
I just walk along and stroll and sing
I see better days and I do better things
(I catch dinosaurs
I make love to Elizabeth Taylor . . .
Catch hell from Richard Burton!)