1.My Name Is Trouble
My name is trouble, my first name's a mess
No need to greet me, I'm here to confess.
That if you let me hold you I won't hold my breath.
And if you let me love you I will love to death
My chase is endless I tend to obsess.
No game is up to my need to possess.
But if you let me hold you I won't hold my breath
And if you let me love you I will love you to death
I'm petrified of emptiness, let aside the loneliness
And lovers tend to break me in two
If you were to come back to me, in pieces or in melody
There couldn't be a better way through
My name is trouble my first name's a mess
Born to deceive you, brought up to redress
And if you let me hold you, I won't hold my breath
But if you make me need you I will need you less.
I'm petrified of emptiness, let aside the loneliness
And lovers tend to break me in two
If you were to come back to me, in pieces or in melody
There couldn't be a better way through
My name is trouble, my first names a mess
No need to greet me, I'm here to confess.
That if you let me hold you I won't hold my breath
And if you let me love you I will love to death
But if you let me hold you I won't hold my breath
And if you let me love you I will love you to death
2.Run With You
Let alone the breath of wind that you're bringing,
It's through the cords of your guitar that I'm singing
It hits me when I hear they say
That today it's just an ordinary day!
My dizzy heart has never warn me from showing
That when you're not around my world keeps on going
But here and now I can't deny it's been a while
And not a single day goes by.
I wanna run with you,
Wanna feel the sun with you!
I want it again with you!
It's not the life that I was hoping to borrow
Know that you and I, we got no tomorrow!
It breaks me when I hear them say
That today is just an ordinary day!
I wanna run with you,
Wanna feel the sun with you!
I want it again with you!
3.All The Beautiful Girls
All the beautiful girls
They wanna stay late
And finish the wine
In your luxury basement.
They swing in velvet and pearls
And like t debate
Pollock and Kline,
Ginsberg and Korsow.
With a slight foreign accent
You drip the paint from a can
And abundantly blush and invisible sun
But instead of a brush
You wish you had a gun!
If they leave you alone with your misery
Deep in the fire of your fame
You'll be begging them blind
Give me love, give me love, give me love
Of every kind!
All the beautiful girls
They wanna stay late
They never complain
As they lean on my back
They walk-in with fancy hellos
To great the unknown
And redecorate my second-hand wardrobe
With a fashionable smack,
I sip the rest of the wine
While I hear them repeat what upsets me the most
That instead of a man, I married a ghost!
If they leave you alone with your misery
Deep in the fire of your fame
You'll be begging them blind
Give me love, give me love, give me love
Of every kind!
4.Sugar Mama
YOU'RE HARDLY A SUPERSTAR
BUT YOU'RE A SERIOUS MAN
YOU NEED A SERIOUS CAR
AND SOME GIRL WITH A PLAN
SO TAKE ME FOR A RIDE, YOU CAN SUPPRISE ME
SOMEWHERE IN THE WILD, YOU CAN LAY DOWN BESIDE ME
YOU KNOW I NEED A SPECIAL FRIEND AND I GOT DOLLAR BILLS TO SPEND
SUGAR MAMA, SUGAR
I CAN GIVE YOU WHAT YOU NEED
YOU CAN'T REFUSE THE FANCY SHOES AND DRINKS WITH ALL THE WHO'S
AND WHO'S
SUGAR MAM, SUGAR
LOVE AND MONEY GUARANTEED
I WANNA USE YOU AND ABUSE YOU, YOU AIN'T GOT TOO MUCH TO LOSE
I ONCE HAD A SUPERSTAR
HE WAS A FRIVOLOUS MAN
HE DROVE A FRIVOLOUS CAR
AND WE BOTH HAD A PLAN
WE WERE HANGING IN BARS
I WAS LOOSING MY HEAD
THEN A YOUNG FRIEND OF OURS
TOOK MY PLACE IN MY BED
YOU KNOW I NEED A SPECIAL FRIEND AND I GOT DOLLAR
BILLS TO SPEND
SUGAR MAMA, SUGAR
I CAN GIVE WANT YOU NEED
YOU CAN'T REFUSE THE FANCY SHOES AND DRINKS WITH ALL THE WHO'S
AND WHO'S
SUGAR MAMA, SUGAR
LOVE AND MONEY GUARANTEED
I WANNA USE YOU AND ABUSE YOU, YOU AIN'T GOT TOO MUCH TOO LOSE
YOU'RE HARDLY A SUPERSTAR
BUT YOU'RE A SERIOUS MAN
YOU NEED A SERIOUS CAR
AND SOME GIRL WITH A PLAN
5.She Won't Trade It For Nothing
6.You Were On Fire
7.Blood On My Hands
I was the darling no one could defeat
Grand hotel suites were my home
Men at my feet, limousines in the street
First class to paris and rome
He walked unannounced through my dressing room door
And then from a case if you will
He pulled out a winchester pre-64
And said： 'are you ready to kill？'
Then there was blood on my shoes
There was blood on my makeup
There was blood on the ceiling
There was blood on the piano
There was blood on my microphone
There was blood on my fans
There was blood in my whiskey
Now there's blood on my hands
So i went on the run to win nobody's heart
Got into a terrible fix
He was tall unattractive and living apart
But he carried a 30-06
Then there was blood on my shoes
There was blood on my makeup
There was blood on the ceiling
There was blood on the piano
There was blood on the bartender
There was blood on the band
There was blood in my whiskey
Now there's blood on my hands
Now there is blood on my shoes
There is blood on my makeup
There is blood on the ceiling
There is blood on the piano
There is blood on my microphone
There is blood on my fans
There is blood in my whiskey
And there's blood on my hands
8.Song From A Tour Bus
9.Strange Weather
She'll take you back,
Don't make believe
You wanna think it through.
I've loved before,
I love again,
I know that yours was true!
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter!
I see them shining through your drunken eyes,
Carving silver is strange weather.
I'll meet a man,
We'll make a home
And travel to the deep
Of further lines,
While hidden dreams
The broken hearted keeps.
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter!
I see them shining through your drunken eyes,
Carving silver is strange weather.
She'll take you back,
Don't make believe
You wanna think it through!
I've loved before,
I'll love again,
I know that yours was true!
Wake up slowly, there are blue skies
Cutting white lines in black matter!
I see them shining through your drunken eyes,
They only want me in strange weather!
In a small room, on a naked floor,
With the blinded heart of black matter
I could hear you through the front door
Carving silver is strange weather.
10.101
101 and one forests
100 days to abandon
99 percent
98 minutes
97 daughters dollars
96 men in uniform
95 faces
94 pages
93 million miles away
92 johnson solids
91 space wings
90 stable isotopes
89 bullets
88 constellations
87 acres
86 Fahrenheit degrees
85 kilometers of paved roads
84 millimeters
83 riders cold blood scene
82 bars
81 poems
80 shilling ale
79 star trek episodes
78 revolutions per minute
77 developing nations
76 trombones
75 sperms
74 guns
73 lunar eclipses
72 virgins
71 solar ecplipses
70 souls in the house of jacob
69 lives
68 beats per minute
67 counties
66 verses
65 notorious crimes
64 positions
63 years since Independence
62 destroyers
61 kings
60 seconds
59 cents
58 round trips
57 channels
56 members
55 weeks
54 edges
53 first pilots
52 white keys
51 jeans
50 gates of impurity
49 nights of meditation
48 pairs of shoes
47 wives
46 human chromosomes
45 summer rise
44 candels
43 journeys
42 lettered names
41 rounds
40 years of probation
39 lashes before Crucifixion
38 months
37 years since birth
36 hours
35 soldiers
34 horses
33 recorded miracles
32 paths of wisdom
31 equal frequency ratios
30 Celsius degrees
29 years to orbit the sun
28 grams
27 methods
26 miles
25 frames per second
24 kinds carats
23 feet below sea level
22 guitars guitarists
21 cannon shots
20 years between captor and destruction capture
19 holes
18 promises
17 unsent letters
16 kingdoms
15 minutes of fame
14 months of morphine
13 attributes of mercy
12 tribes of Israel
11 stars of Joseph
10 commandments
9 moons of Jupiter
8 individual resurrections
7 days of creation
6 sections of repetition
5 books of Moses
4 mothers
3 fathers
2 tablets of stone
1 God.
11.Daddy, You Been On My Mind
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