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                                    Illegal SmileWhen I woke up this morning, things were lookin' bad
 Seem like total silence was the only friend I had
 Bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down... and won
 And it was twelve o'clock before I realized
 That I was havin' ... no fun
 
 Chorus:
 But fortunately I have the key to escape reality
 And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile
 It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while
 Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone
 No I'm just tryin' to have me some fun
 
 Last time I checked my bankroll,
 It was gettin' thin
 Sometimes it seems like the bottom
 Is the only place I've been
 I Chased a rainbow down a one-way street... dead end
 And all my friends turned out to be insurance salesmen
 
 (Repeat Chorus)
 
 Well, I sat down in my closet with all my overalls
 Tryin' to get away
 From all the ears inside my walls
 I dreamed the police heard
 Everything I thought... what then?
 Well I went to court
 And the judge's name was Hoffman
 Ah but fortunately I have the key to escape reality
 
 Last Chorus:
 And you may see me tonight with an illegal smile
 It don't cost very much, but it lasts a long while
 Won't you please tell the man I didn't kill anyone
 No I'm just tryin' to have me some fun
 Well done, hot dog bun, my sister's a nun
 
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                                    Spanish PipedreamShe was a level-headed dancer on the road to alcohol
 And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
 Well she pressed her chest against me
 About the time the juke box broke
 Yeah, she gave me a peck on the back of the neck
 And these are the words she spoke
 Chorus:
 Blow up your TV throw away your paper
 Go to the country, build you a home
 Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
 Try an find Jesus on your own
 Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naive
 For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve
 Well, she danced around the bar room and she did the hoochy-coo
 Yeah she sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to do
 (Repeat Chorus)
 Well, I was young and hungry and about to leave that place
 When just as I was leavin', well she looked me in the face
 I said "You must know the answer."
 "She said, "No but I'll give it a try."
 And to this very day we've been livin' our way
 And here is the reason why
 We blew up our TV threw away our paper
 Went to the country, built us a home
 Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches
 They all found Jesus on their own
 
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                                    Hello In ThereWe had an apartment in the city,
 Me and Loretta liked living there.
 Well, it'd been years since the kids had grown,
 A life of their own left us alone.
 John and Linda live in Omaha,
 And Joe is somewhere on the road.
 We lost Davy in the Korean war,
 And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore.
 
 Chorus:
 Ya' know that old trees just grow stronger,
 And old rivers grow wilder ev'ry day.
 Old people just grow lonesome
 Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello."
 Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more,
 She sits and stares through the back door screen.
 And all the news just repeats itself
 Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.
 Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
 We worked together at the factory.
 But what could I say if asks "What's new?"
 "Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do."
 (Repeat Chorus)
 So if you're walking down the street sometime
 And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
 Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
 As if you didn't care, say, "Hello in there, hello."
 
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                                    Sam StoneSam Stone came home,
 To his wife and family
 After serving in the conflict overseas.
 And the time that he served,
 Had shattered all his nerves,
 And left a little shrapnel in his knee.
 But the morphine eased the pain,
 And the grass grew round his brain,
 And gave him all the confidence he lacked,
 With a Purple Heart and a monkey on his back.
 
 Chorus:
 There's a hole in daddy's arm where all the money goes,
 Jesus Christ died for nothin' I suppose.
 Little pitchers have big ears,
 Don't stop to count the years,
 Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios.
 Mmm....
 Sam Stone's welcome home
 Didn't last too long.
 He went to work when he'd spent his last dime
 And Sammy took to stealing
 When he got that empty feeling
 For a hundred dollar habit without overtime.
 And the gold rolled through his veins
 Like a thousand railroad trains,
 And eased his mind in the hours that he chose,
 While the kids ran around wearin' other peoples' clothes...
 
 (Repeat Chorus)
 Sam Stone was alone
 When he popped his last balloon
 Climbing walls while sitting in a chair
 Well, he played his last request
 While the room smelled just like death
 With an overdose hovering in the air
 But life had lost its fun
 And there was nothing to be done
 But trade his house that he bought on the G. I. Bill
 For a flag draped casket on a local heroes' hill.
 (Repeat Chorus)
 
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                                    ParadiseWhen I was a child my family would travel
 Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
 And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
 So many times that my memories are worn.
 
 Chorus:
 And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
 Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
 Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
 Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away
 
 Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River
 To the abandoned old prison down by Airdrie Hill
 Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
 But empty pop bottles was all we would kill.
 
 (Repeat Chorus)
 
 Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
 And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
 Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
 Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man.
 
 (Repeat Chorus)
 
 When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
 Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
 I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin'
 Just five miles away from wherever I am.
 
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                                    Pretty GoodI got a friend in Fremont, He sells used cars, ya know.
 Well, he calls me up twice a year
 Just ask me how'd it go
 Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
 Actually everything is just about the same
 
 I met a girl from Venus, and her insides were lined in gold
 Well, she did what she did said "How was it, kid?"
 She was politely told
 "Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
 But actually everything is just about the same."
 
 Moonlight makes me dizzy
 Sunlight makes me clean
 Your light is the sweetest thing
 That this boy has ever seen.
 
 Molly went to Arkansas, she got raped by Dobbin's dog
 Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods
 And got pinned up against a log
 Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain
 Cause actually all them dogs is just about the same
 
 Moonlight makes me dizzy
 Sunlight makes me clean
 Your light is the sweetest thing
 That this boy has ever seen.
 
 (Instrumental)
 
 I heard Allah and Buddha were singing at the Savior's feast
 And up the sky and Arabian rabbi
 Fed Quaker oats to a priest.
 Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain
 Cause actually all them gods is just about the same
 Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
 Cause actually everything is just about the same
 
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                                    Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven AnymoreWhile digesting Reader's Digest
 In the back of a dirty book store,
 A plastic flag, with gum on the back,
 Fell out on the floor.
 Well, I picked it up and I ran outside
 Slapped it on my window shield,
 And if I could see old Betsy Ross
 I'd tell her how good I feel.
 Chorus:
 But your flag decal won't get you
 Into Heaven any more.
 They're already overcrowded
 From your dirty little war.
 Now Jesus don't like killin'
 No matter what the reason's for,
 And your flag decal won't get you
 Into Heaven any more.
 Well, I went to the bank this morning
 And the cashier he said to me,
 "If you join the Christmas club
 We'll give you ten of them flags for free."
 Well, I didn't mess around a bit
 I took him up on what he said.
 And I stuck them stickers all over my car
 And one on my wife's forehead.
 (Repeat Chorus)
 Well, I got my window shield so filled
 With flags I couldn't see.
 So, I ran the car upside a curb
 And right into a tree.
 By the time they got a doctor down
 I was already dead.
 And I'll never understand why the man
 Standing in the Pearly Gates said...
 "But your flag decal won't get you
 Into Heaven any more.
 We're already overcrowded
 From your dirty little war.
 Now Jesus don't like killin'
 No matter what the reason's for,
 And your flag decal won't get you
 Into Heaven any more."
 
 
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                                    Angel From MontgomeryI am an old woman named after my mother
 My old man is another child that's grown old
 If dreams were lightning thunder was desire
 This old house would have burnt down a long time ago
 Chorus:
 Make me an angel that flies from Montgom'ry
 Make me a poster of an old rodeo
 Just give me one thing that I can hold on to
 To believe in this living is just a hard way to go
 When I was a young girl well, I had me a cowboy
 He weren't much to look at, just free rambling man
 But that was a long time and no matter how I try
 The years just flow by like a broken down dam.
 (Repeat Chorus)
 There's flies in the kitchen I can hear 'em there buzzing
 And I ain't done nothing since I woke up today.
 How the hell can a person go to work in the morning
 And come home in the evening and have nothing to say.
 (Repeat Chorus)
 
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                                    Quiet ManStrolling down the highway with my shoes in my hand
 I don't talk much I'm a quiet man
 Beauty and silence both run deep
 And running like crazy while you are asleep
 Chorus:
 You got news for me, I got nothing for you
 Don't pin your blues on me
 Just go ahead and do whatever you wish to
 Last Monday night I saw a fight
 Between Wednesday and Thursday over Saturday night
 Tuesday asked me what was going on I said,
 "Sunday's in the meadow and Friday's in the corn."
 (Repeat Chorus)
 Hocus-pocus, Maladjusted
 Don't you think my tears get rusted
 Steady losing means you ain't using
 What you really think is right
 (Repeat Chorus)
 Oodles of light what a beautiful sight
 Both of God's eyes are shining tonight
 Rays and beams of incredible dreams
 And I am a quiet man.
 Oodles of light what a beautiful sight
 Both of God's eyes are shining tonight
 Rays and beams of incredible dreams
 And I am a quiet man.
 Oodles of light what a beautiful sight
 Both of God's eyes are shining tonight
 Rays and beams of incredible dreams
 And I am a quiet man.
 
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                                    Donald and LydiaSmall town, bright lights, Saturday night,
 Pinballs and pool halls flashing their lights.
 Making change behind the counter in a penny arcade
 Sat the fat girl daughter of Virginia and Ray
 Lydia
 Lydia hid her thoughts like a cat
 Behind her small eyes sunk deep in her fat.
 She read romance magazines up in her room
 And felt just like Sunday on Saturday afternoon.
 Chorus:
 But dreaming just comes natural
 Like the first breath from a baby,
 Like sunshine feeding daisies,
 Like the love hidden deep in your heart.
 Bunk beds, shaved heads, Saturday night,
 A warehouse of strangers with sixty watt lights.
 Staring through the ceiling, just wanting to be
 Lay one of too many, a young PFC:
 Donald
 There were spaces between Donald and whatever he said.
 Strangers had forced him to live in his head.
 He envisioned the details of romantic scenes
 After midnight in the stillness of the barracks latrine.
 (Repeat Chorus)
 Hot love, cold love, no love at all.
 A portrait of guilt is hung on the wall.
 Nothing is wrong, nothing is right.
 Donald and Lydia made love that night.
 Love
 The made love in the mountains, they made love in the streams,
 They made love in the valleys, they made love in their dreams.
 But when they were finished there was nothing to say,
 'Cause mostly they made love from ten miles away.
 (Repeat Chorus)
 
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                                    Six O'Clock NewsWanda had a baby in nineteen fifty one.
 The father was stranger and a stranger was the son.
 Call that child James Lewis, call these rooms a home.
 Changing all them diapers polish all that chrome.
 C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
 All around the schoolyard playing all the games
 Running, laughing back and forth the kid with two first names
 Stranger in the closet, lock the diary
 The past is running faster singing harmony
 C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
 "God bless this kitchen" said the knick-knack shelf
 "The dinner's almost ready Go and wash yourself"
 Jimmy's growing up now and Wanda's growing old
 The time is growin' shorter the nights are long and cold
 C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
 Sneaking in the closet and through the diary
 Now, don't you know all he saw was all there was to see
 The whole town saw Jimmy on the six o'clock news
 His brains were on the sidewalk and blood was on his shoes
 C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
 C'mon, baby, spend the night with me
 
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                                    Flashback BluesWhile window shopping through the past
 I ran across a looking glass
 Reflecting moments remaining in a burned out light
 Tragic magic prayers of passion
 Stay the same through changing fashions
 They freeze my mind like water on a winter's night
 Spent most of my youth
 Out hobo cruising
 And all I got for proof
 Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes
 So goodbye nonbeliever
 Don't you know that I hate to leave here
 So long babe, I got the flashback blues.
 Photographs show the laughs
 Recorded in between the bad times
 Happy sailors dancing on a sinking ship
 Cloudy skies and dead fruit flies
 Waving goodbye with tears in my eyes
 Well, sure I made it but ya know it was as hell of a trip.
 Spent most of my youth
 Out hobo cruising
 And all I got for proof
 Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes
 And ten times what it grieves you
 That's how much more I hate to leave you now
 So long babe, I got the flashback blues.
 Spent most of my youth
 Out hobo cruising
 And all I got for proof
 Is rocks in my pockets and dirt in my shoes
 So goodbye nonbeliever
 Don't you know that I hate to leave here
 So long babe, I got the flashback blues.