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I got me a pad
A closed of plaids I keep on the floor
I'm known for these rags
A real gone barn
A plate of chicken con carne I left on the stoop
Ants think its a farm
The crowning touch to it all
Is Lyin' Around Louise
We may get a little fat but we do as we please
Well the crowd can't touch her at all
'Cause she's Lyin' Around Louise
We may get a little horny we do as we please
With black lava lights
Quadrophonic hi-fi the dinosaur flies
In spite of its size
A closet of plants
Well I'm sucking up amps when I turn on my grow lamps
Please don't tell my parents
The crowning touch to it all
Is Lyin' Around Louise
Well we may get a little plump but we do as we please
The crowd can't touch her at all
'Cause she's Lyin' Around Louise
You look great without your clothes on you do as you please
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River Rats (remastered)
03:02
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We hung our clothes on the hickory limb
Our bodies froze in the river
She's so fine, mine, all mine, my
River rats we love the water
Barren were the boughs of the hickory limb
Some mad joke I 'spose of my sisters'
We'll sneak back to town after sundown
River rats, we're caught in hot water
She's so fine, mine, all mine
We're river rats, we love the water
She's so fine, mine all mine
We're river rats, we love the water
On out tippy-toes we ran through the orchards
But Ida Redd's big nose from her porch on her rocking chair
"Hey, you kids! Oh, I see where you hid."
River rats we love the water
“Didn’t mean no hastles, well I swear we weren’t pluckin’ your apples”
River rats we love the water
River rats we love the water
Yeah, river rats we love the water
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Christine (remastered)
03:28
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She's ripped on flipsies lives in the sixties
Her hair is tumble-dry
Her eyes are white with lye
Her mind beyond repair
But I know it's out there somewhere
Take me down tonight Christine
Lord you are my sweetest dream
Pick me up in your limousine dear
Lay me on your evergreens
She loves to tease and men upon their knees
She gets what she please
Her heart's for rent or lease
Her mind is so corrupt
But all the boys lick it up
Chorus
I'm standing in the mirror sniffing out the atmosphere
I turn and she's in bed
With visions of gingermen cooking bread
Watch out girl your oven's red
Knead that dough till it's bled
Chorus
Take me down tonight
Lord I'm feeling all right
Pick me up, pick me up, pick me up
Ball me on your golfing green
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Blues for two big ears
Ears big as bells
Poor ol' Theodore
Pity Little Ted
The kids would hide
Sneak up behind him with rulers
(Ted you better watch your ass)
'Cause you'll run home with your ears split like cauliflower
Chorus
Well he asked hi ma,
"Please Ma, can I grow my hair long?"
(Ted you better turn and run)
'Cause she comes back with a razor, a bowl, and a scowl
Then Ted met Michelle
She said, "With flaps like that you ought to be a jazz cat."
(The better to hear your sharps and flats)
Now when Ted blows the ladies circle more like crows
When he sings gossamers all take wings
When he plays the chicks are fighting like blue jays
Chorus..Well blow my, my man Ted
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Raincan 9 (remastered)
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I wander up a hill
To see the city by the bay it fills with bildge
And all the sewage of one day
I’m blown away
So I bought myself a raincan
I prayed for water
I ride my bike through town
For years I never feared until they knocked me down
They stole my shit and kicked my face
I am amazed
So I bought myself a raincan
I prayed for water
My raincan caught a cup
Of bildge and water
A car pulls up the curb
The window rolls as a pistol is exposed
He says, “No whities on my turf”
His pistol squirts
refrain
A friend pulls me aside
He said stop singing about the issues of our day
Everything you’ve said is just so base
You’re just a pretty face
refrain
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Slow Burn (remastered)
04:08
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Give me a slow burn
I’ll sing a torching tune
Give me a slow burn
I’ll sock it to you good
Not too hard or too soft
Just as steady ahead as she goes
Give me a slow burn
And don’t turn up your nose
Give me a dew drop
I’ll suck it off your ear
Give me a wet spot
I’ll gladly slap your rear
Not too much just enough
Just a pull and a pinch in repose
Give me a slow burn
And don’t turn up your nose
Give me a rug burn
You’re so hard on the knees
Let’s move to the sofa
I’ll be much more eager to please
Not too far or too near
Just as long as our lips can compose
Give me a slow burn
And don’t turn up your nose…
Turn up your nose
Rip off your clothes
Leave on your clothes
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Lazybug (remastered)
03:39
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I spy me old lazybug
Truckin' up my leg
She's coming to see me
After winter spent away
She comes and she goes
Makes way toward my elbow
Tucks her wings and goes away
Away
(Stay) My lazy bug don't stray away
My lazybug (don't) please (stray) stay, hey, away
Well I'd step on the ant hill
But not on that lucky bug
She ran through my hands
Oh, as a kid in the neighborhood
She comes now and then
The same girl I knew when
I was twenty, twelve, or ten
She comes and she goes
Chorus
Well go away lazy bug
I cannot sashay today
But she grins and she grabs me
Woah, push me back madly
Well she gums me up twice
Well thrice, four, or five times
Won't you be mine
Be mine, be my guide
Chorus
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Softly as in a morning sunrise
The light that gave you glory
Will take it all away
Woah, flaming with all the glow of sunrise
The light of love is steeling
A vow that all betray
For the passions that thrill love
And lift you high to heaven
Them’s the passions that kill love
And let you fall to hell
So ends each morning
Softly as in an evening sunset
The light that gave you glory
Will take it all away
For the passions that thrill love
And lift you high to heaven
Them’s the passions that kill love
And let you fall to hell
So ends each morning
Softly as in a morning Bundt cake
The light that gave you gory
Will snatch it back
Will snatch it all away
Will snatch it all away
All away…
Softly...
Soft...
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M'Druthers (remastered)
03:45
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I'll get your love
I'll take your wheels
I'll get m'druthers
You've got them legs that kill a man
Oh you've got that part in your hair
You've got the wind in the power lines
You've got the world in despair
Well now you've got the earth between your knees
You're hummin' like an old Frigidaire
You've got the trees bent down behind you
You've got the world by the hair
You've got them bellies that chide
You got them mean old skin of naugahyde
You got them bellies awh, full of brew
And a pithy disposition to tan me black and blue
I'll get your love
I'll take your wheels
I'll get m'druthers
I'll get your love
Take m'druthers
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The Parlour (remastered)
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I went to the parlour
If only to see Delore
She'd warm the armchair
Wait for me to come on through the door
Her eyes were olive-orange
Calico in pewter-gray
Men come to the parlour
Just to see her face
I went to the parlour
Ladies were all my friends
They told me secrets
Man, we'd laugh at their gentlemen
Delores love their company
She loved my lap on sunny afternoons
The parlour ain't the parlour
Without her in the room
Woah, all the parlour ladies all had envied her
Alluring parlour ladies sordid eye for her
Young and soft and cozy, men come to see her strech and bow
Once you'd seen Delore ya'll come back for more
Went to the parlour
The ladies were cold as stone
Rose tries seducing me
She takes me upstairs rips off her clothes
"Hold on Rose what's going on?"
Rose breaks down in a ball of tears
"The ladies took Delore
To the river pier."
Chorus...Once you'd seen Delore, she'd never let you go
Went to the parlour
The ladies would not get my share
I'd fill my own glass
Drink it down ina cold armchair
Though Delore the deed was done
I reckon these ladies miss you some
Now men come here mostly just to fill their cups
I said, now men come here mostly just to fill their cups
Chorus...
Young and soft and cozy, now men come to see her stretch
Once you'd seen Delore ya'll come back for more, ya hear
I said once you'd done Delore she'd never let you go
Once you'd done Delore you didn't want no whore
Well once you'd done Delore you didn't want no whore, yeah
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Bring me on lassy
Take me along
We'll find a canyon
Make it our home, make it our home
Well bring me 'long with you now
Show me your dreams
Bring me to places
I ain't never been to, I ain't never been
I'm in for the duration
I'm in for the dura-
Take me on down on you crusading mission
I'm in for the dura-a-a-tion
Take me from body now
Show me your mind
My life it's yours
So don't leave it behind, I love your behind, flaughty!
Take me from territory
Fortress of gold
I'll walk the fences
You take the road, I'll take the road.
Chorus...
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Reign (bonus track)
03:26
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So come out to play
Cuz when I say reign
Well I just want to say love is king
And the queen is in you
You beneath your parasol
It holds the dreams down
Love shall beam through broken clouds
Let the love shine, let it rain on you
So come out to play
When I say reign
I just want to say love is king
And the queen is in you
Rain just soaked the avenue
It smells so fine, drenching my shoes
You sail by in your paper boat
Oh, throw me a line, when the rain comes we can float
So come out to play
When I say reign
I just want to say love is king
And the queen is in you
So if you see gray don’t run away
Just let the love reign on you
So, blow the man down
The day shall come when tides retreat
Oh, men will die, women will die
Then you and I will meet out on the street
Oh wait for the rain, the coming dominion of love
So come out to play
When I say reign
I just want to say love is king
And the queen is in you
So if you see gray don’t run away
Just let the love reign on you
So if you see gray don’t run away
Just let the love reign on you
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Children (bonus track)
05:27
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We dream of raising children
Little knocks on our door late at night
They’d say, “Mommy my room is haunted.”
“If I sleep with you I’ll be real quiet.”
And you’d say’ “Hey kid, I’m trying to sleep here.”
“But you can stay if your father says alright.”
So we giggle as I get off you
Either way no shut eye tonight
We’ll drive them, we’ll get them to lessons
And we’ll learn how to sing us three tunes
And we’ll harmonize and croon for amusement
Spending Sundays as families should do
And with our eyes entirely open
We’ll raise children better than our parents knew to do
So take down those old high school books
We’ll find them names only old folks would choose
We’d be doing my family a big favor
If we give them two beautiful kids
But we’d fill them up with righteous ideas
Like my own mom and dad never did
Then you say, “Hey Will, I’m trying to sleep here.”
“Can your lofty topics wait until the dawn?”
“Yes these words will be patient.”
“Oh, but not the urge I feel coming on”
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Willie Wisely Saint Paul, Minnesota
Equal parts Minnesotan music scene veteran and Laurel Canyon resident/devotee, Willie Wisely remains that rare bird mixing profound power pop with arena-sized showmanship, a troubadour on an all night rave up, a cold kombucha on a hot California day, a McCartney-ite taking a break from his Japanese import of “Ram” for a quick Canyon run listening to João Gilberto. ... more
Willie Wisely recommends:
Poppy Seeds
by The Corner Laughers
Wonderful twee psyche-pop from San Francisco!
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Kelly Jones & I sing lead vocals on this fascinating popster album by Steven Fox, w/Linus of Hollywood, Roger Joseph Manning Jr, and others. BLOG POST ABOUT THE SESSIONS ~ http://bit.ly/WWSecretFriend
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Her voice is a miracle. Her writing timeless. I love it!!
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Terrific jangle pop with an edge, somewhere between Television Personalities and R.E.M. with a bit of Kinks in there, too.
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