Draw The Line (1977)

1

Draw the Line

Lyrics

Checkmate honey
Beat you at your own damn game
No dice honey
I'm livin' on the astral plane
Feet's on the ground
And your head's going down the drain
Heads I win, tails you lose
To the, nevermind

Nowhere to you Draw The Line

An indian summer
Carrie was all over the floor
She was a wet nap winner
And rarely ever left the store
She'd sing and dance all night
And wrung all the right outta me
Pass me the vial, and cross your fingers
It don't take time

Nowhere to Draw The Line

Hi ho silver
We were singin' all your cowboy songs

You told Carrie
And promised her you wouldn't be long
Heads I win, tails you lose
Lord it's such a crime
No dice honey
You're the salt, you're the queen of the brine
Checkmate honey
You're the only one who's got to choose

Where to Draw The Line

Checkmate, don't be late
Take another pull
That's right
You're Impossible
When you got to be yourself
You're the boss, the toss
Of the dice, the price
Grab yourself a slice

Nowhere to Draw The Line,
Oo line x11

2

I Wanna Know Why

Lyrics

Kickin' down the road
Feelin' mighty slowed
With the likes of you

Gettin' mighty spaced
Never had a taste
Of what you're goin' through

I can't bitch
Went from rags to riches
Then to ragtime screamin' the blues

(Chorus)
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intention
Try to make a fool outta me
I Wanna Know Why
Everybody's good intention
Gotta make a fool
Gotta make a fool
Try to make a fool outta me

Swing low
Sweet cherry-o
When a strange love showed me the way

You see more
Can't keep a score
When the whore's comin' on for the play

(Chorus)

E. Poe
Eatin' crow
Wonder if he knowed that
Raven was mad

Time passed
And words lost the last
Of the best thing he ever had

(Chorus)

Oh, play rough
Can't get enough
So the try to make a fool out of me

Lordy
Ain't foolin' me
Ya ain't ghoulin' me
Ain't foolin' me
You ain't foolin' me

3

Critical Mass

Lyrics

Arriving in boats
Black hooded coats
Tormentors climbed into my room
I crawled under my bed
Covered my head
But they're flushin' me out with a broom
The leader, she's small
Pinned my ass to the wall
For my seeds or she'd be losin' her past
Time after time
She'd be readin' my mind
But she never got the feelin' to last

Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate it
This is Critcal Mass

So far, so good
I heard the other say
So good, so far
They're takin' me away
I drink to you, your mind, her ass
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebrake it
This is Critical Mass

Now the tallest of two
With a brush full of blue
Paints surrealist scenes on the wall
So I tell her for fun
That it's really well done
But she just ain't listenin' at all
She points to my heart
Tellin' me if I'm smart
I'll practise and phase
Out and admit, when the shoe doesn't fit
And I went screamin' out down the hall

Really need it
Really need your love
Just then I heard a poundin' on the wall
We're all there, sang the voice of twenty more
I drink to you alas
We'll take a drink and break the glass
Celebrate, celebrate, celebreak it
We are the Critical Mass
Time and space is takin' me away
Time erase, don't know the time of day

4

Get It Up

Lyrics

Take me on you rocking whores
Hit the lights and shut your doors
Grab your ankles everyone
Ain't my way of having fun

Can't give it up, gotta get it up,give it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, gotta get it up, get it up

For your fantasies my ass don't speculate
I'm just your slave, your master's bait
And lots of luck into the night
Just waitin' for the bright light fright

Can't give it up, gotta give it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Get it up, gotta get it up, c'mon Nancy

Really have a good time
Really have a good time
Suckin up the moonshine
Up underneath her clothesline

Really have a good time
Love me 'til the sun

Can't give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't give it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up, for your fancy
Gotta get it up, give it up, get it up, c'mon Nancy
Can't get it up, gotta get it up, get it up, get it up

Get it up and down and all around
Take the ride and paint the town
Slow me down and make it fast
Scream almost and make it last

You know you gotta really have a good time
You know your really gonna, really have a good time
Suckin up the moonshine
Up underneath the her clothesline

You know your really gonna
Really have a good time
You know you really wanna
Love me 'til the sun

Can't get it up
Get it up

5

Bright Light Fright

Lyrics

It's the dawn of the day and I'm crashed and I'm smashed
As it is I'm feelin' like my chips are cashed
All of my clothes strewn all over the room
The crisis at hand is I'm all out of zoom

I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the good morning news

The tricks of the night keepin' me in a daze
We'll open a bottle and I'll pull down the shades
Glance in the mirror back into bed
We'll get up the same time to party again

I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the good morning news

Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go...gimme the night

I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the good morning news...woo

Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Bright Light Fright
Go...gimme the night

I got the sunlight blues
I can't find my shoes
The only thing on TV
Is the good morning news

6

Kings and Queens

Lyrics

Long ago in days untold
Were ruled by lords of greed
Maidens fair, with gold they dared
To bare their wombs that bleed
Kings And Queens and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchments laid the laws
When bishops took the ride

Only to decieve

Oh I know I
Lived this life before
Somehow I know now
Truths I must be sure
Tossin' turnin', nightmares burnin'
Dreams of swords in hand
Sailing ships, the viking spits
The blood of father's land

Only to decieve

Living times of knights and mares
Raising swords for maidens fair
Sneer at death, fear only loss of pride
Living other centuries
Deja vu or what you please
Follows true to all who do or die
Screams of no reply
They died
Screams of no reply
And died
Lordy, Lordy, they died

Live and do or die
(Long ago were days I told...Lord they died)
(Kings and queens and guillotines...)
Live and no reply they died
(Long ago were days I told...)
(Kings and queens and guillotines...)

7

The Hand That Feeds

Lyrics

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please, doctor, doctor, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Feel like a old disease

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Get your sweet ass off the floor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
I can't refuse any loose hearted lady anymore

I scream your name into the crowd
You feel the flame but you ain't proud
Maybe your attitude ain't right
So all that's left for me to do is bite the hand that feeds me (feeds me)

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, please

All things you put me through
What the hell you want me to
Do all the things that Uncle John needs
I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me

In the middle of, with a spittle of
Et tu like birds of a feather
When another day, love another way
Push, shove, make love, play

Never never, never ever
Never ever, never ever
Na na na na

Well
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please do a what you can
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Would you please give my life a hand

All things you put me through
A what the hell you want me to
Do all the things that Uncle John needs
I ain't the dog that bites the hand that feeds me, yeah

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Please, doctor, doctor, please
Doctor, doctor, doctor

Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor
Doctor, doctor, doctor

8

Sight for Sore Eyes

Lyrics

Goin' downtown, goin' down, goin' down
'Neath the city, eatin' ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the light
That's when I knew she was a

Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes

Playin' no fair, sleepin' under stairs
Downtown's a pity, takin' fair square
Under where it's pretty gritty
I turned the screw, she held the knife

Oh, holy Jesus, she's a Sight For Sore Eyes
Sight For Sore Eyes
She's a nitty grutty

Turnin' in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where it's pretty gritty
Hey, don't you know people
She's a love lust hussy
She left, oh she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes
But she was sittin' pretty
A Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight For Sore Eyes

Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight For Sore Eyes
She was a Sight For Sore Eyes

9

Milk Cow Blues

Lyrics

Well I tried everything
Just to get along with you
And I'm gonna tell you just
What I'm gonna do

Well I'm sick of all your cryin
When you should be leavin me alone
If you don't believe me
You pack my bag, I'm gone

Won'tcha please
A don't that sun look good goin' down
You almost lost your love girl
When your ol' man ain't around

Won'tcha please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Won't you please
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Well you best believe that I love ya baby
When your ol man ain't around

New dance!

Go!

Won'tcha you please
Don't that sun (sun) look (look) good (good) goin' down
Won't you please....woo
Don't that sun look good goin' down
Well you best believe that I love ya baby
When your ol' man ain't around

And around and around and
around and around and
around and round and
round and round and
round and round...yak yak yak yak ya...