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Oh-no
don't go down to doledrum
Oh-No
life goes by in doledrum
If you know whats good for you
Then you'll know just what to do
you just get on the bus and shout
get on the bus,
get out of doledrum
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Sucker (A.H.Benthe)
She came up to the bar and said "what are you doing here'
i'd never seen her before in my life
She was alive , and i had nothing to live for
She really drove me right out of my hive
i guess you could say i was attracted to her kind
oh yeah but love wasn't enough we needed somewhere to live
so we got a hotel room and we soaked up some ghosts there
soon we was-a-jivin' the rent
our drinks had dried up and our memories spent
just then the land-lady started prying the door
so we jumped out the window and went bought some more
before too long we had so many empties that we
stuck 'em in the cupboard and barracaded the door
but the police were at the window now
so the only way out was to dig a big hole
and escape through the floor
'coz im an ever-lasting sucker for pleasure
an ever-lasting pushing, shoving sucker for pleasure
i tried to control it but i made myself sick
so now im back to tell the world how to make the idea stick
and stick with it
We had to dig so deep we bumped into old nick who at the time was
waving his trusty old stick and yelling
you thought you got away with that but you hear me out
and i don't give a damn how much you scream and shout
you did a bad thing despite that story you'd sell me
so i'm sending you to an eternal life of pleasure in hell
'Coz i'm an ever-lasting pushing, shoving sucker for pleasure
and when it comes to doing it my heart know no measure
did you make yourself sick
pretending you were a brick
until you realised
desire's a treasure
One day we'll fly to the land of our desire
way up high theres nothing that we require
in the land of our desires
through the rain water wind and fire
to the land
to the land
to the land of our desires
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well, i'm a fella with a heart of gold
with the ways of a gentleman i've been told
the kind of guy that wouldn't even harm a flee
but if me and a certain character met
the guy that invented the cigarette
well i'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree
it aint coz i dont smoke myself
i dont reckon they hinder your health
i've smoked 'em all my life and i aint dead yet
but nicotine slaves are all the same
at a petting party or a poker game
everything got to stop while they have that cigarette
Smoke, Smoke, Smoke that cigarette
puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death
tell Saint Peter at at the golden gates
that you hate to make him wait
but you've just gotta have another cigarette (not)
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released November 11, 2014
Heartfelt Thanks to -
Robert Susz - for blisteringly good harmonica and cheer
Jay Dunne - for piano and hugs
Mike Conner - for drumming, stage management and pizza
Mark Hopper - for Rhythm guitar and enthusiasm
Bernard Gandhi - for wild trumpet
Shamse Willmott -for contagious laughter
Misha for ambient heckling and back-up vocals
Paul @ El Rocco for beers and sodas with bitters
