1. |
Here Come The Big C
02:59
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HERE COME THE BIG C
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
They mix the drinks like science
win with sheer defiance part of their alliance
Cross the threshold out the door
Outside the ropes second line want more
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
This is cold style like an octopus
Tonight Claiborne Party Bus no fuss
To C another king don’t mean a thing
just feel like Gus Fring
tap tap ring ring BOOM!
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
got no time for the sweet talk
sacred style street walk
feathers any weather kids
legend what they done did
Fleur de lis family
mess with C you’re gambling
wear your cut Amelie
911 the trauma team
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
Supersonic
Dynatronic
multichronic
gin and tonic
hydroponic
stop bubonic
telephonic
we demonic
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C
Here come the Big C…
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2. |
New Rockers
02:50
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New rockers roll New East
New rockers roll New West
New rockers roll New North
New rockers roll New South
New rockers in the big tent
New rockers in the one big union
New rockers bring the man to his knees
New rockers small axe big trees
You showed the way the new rockers wail
you taught the way the wheat shockers bail
proved that money is just a heart that fails
walked with me down mercy trails
New rockers roll the Ninth Ward
New rockers roll North Tonawanda
New rockers roll the Bayou Teche
New rockers roll they put us to the test!
New rockers in the big tent
New rockers in the one big union
New rockers bring the man to his knees
New rockers small axe big trees
Hey, McMurray, the old Aud’s streets
all the ghosts dancing blackout beats
the road was long, you lived strong
from Buffalo down to Houston town
You gave my heart a reason to fight
songs song true every night
Everything you told me ‘bout how the world turns
who sets the fires and who gets burned
Love and resistance is the same damn thing
kisses in the night freedom fighters who sing
remember when we were new rockers on boil
Baby you and me the ignition coil
Baby you and me the ignition coil
Baby you and me the ignition coil
Baby you and me
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3. |
Mask
02:47
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How come you don’t care ‘bout me
I got mine on plain to see
How come you don’t care about
your teachers preacher family
Why ain’t you ain’t got a mask
New Orleans we all mask
how come you ain’t wearn’ no mask
Mardi Gras is when we mask
Uptown, downtown, Tchoupitoulas
the prez up there try to fool us
need us bareface need us sicker
poor and black this evil trickster
How a mask become a weapon?
how our kids start razor steppin’?
make the choice, this where we are
no more school, no more bars
The river up to Ponchairtrain
second lines need front line gains
Walk the Quarter no mask no care
I’m’a get what you leave in the air
How come you ain’t got a mask
Mardi Gras is when we mask
how come you ain’t wearn’ no mask
New Orleans we all mask
St. Joe’s is where we mask
Lundi Gras is when we mask
Super Sunday we all mask
Petronius we all mask
Black Men of Labor mask
Krewe of Dead Beans we all mask
Second line is where we mask
St. Ann’s is when we mask
Mardi Gras is when we mask
Muses we all mask
Krewe du Vieux is when we mask
Chewbaccus everybody mask
social aid and pleasure clubs
second line they do the dub
Everybody in this town
wear a mask
now we mask
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4. |
Tough Little Rebel
04:19
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Her and her brother
it just used to be her and her brother
now all three of them been going places
looking for things, searching for things
Going on adventures
They used to have fun
they used to run the back alleys
But then she felt them cold hands
touching the back of her neck
You know how people are
you tell ‘em something, they start talking
sometimes she felt old like she ain’t around no more
she burned bright as a punk in those fields of wheat
she’d tell you she was a tough little rebel
But then she got forgot in the shuffle
disappeared into a California valley
she married a man who made magic with a lens
took her calls down at the Texaco station
You have half-angel and half-devil in you
nobody's perfect…never a perfect person around
maybe the dead were coming for her
maybe Blackjack making those sounds
I think maybe that was Blackjack
She turned her back on gilded dreams
that trampled others and their Hollywood schemes
Pictures of people suffering, their tongues hangin’ out
wondering what that first locust means
This girl, she didn’t know where she was going
or what she was gonna do
Maybe she’d meet up with a character
I was hoping that things would work out for her
She was a good friend of mine
She was a good friend of mine
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5. |
Party Porch
05:20
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This is our Party Porch
we done it all before
we welcome rich and poor
the legend and the lore
This is our Party Porch
got chairs against the door
you want it more and more
we give you what-for
This is our Party Porch
can’t take it on tour
can’t buy it in a store
you got to do your chores
This is our Party Porch
This ain’t no price war
we step the two and four
swinging hammers like Thor
This is our Party Porch
it’s what a porch is for
we always shake the floor
we party to the core
This is our Party Porch
bark like a Labrador
tap on a Commodore
harder than iron ore
This is our Party Porch
we dance ‘til we sore
that Big Freedia score
tougher than a matador
This is our Party Porch
straight to the Gulf shore
sometimes the rain pour
lightning and thunderstorm
This is our Party Porch
loud enough in Singapore
bouncing down in Salvador
twerkin’ through to Terpsichore
This is our Party Porch
it’s what a porch is for
we always shake the floor
we party to the core
This is our Party Porch
herbivore and carnivore
rise above like sycamore
carry weight like stevedore
This is our Party Porch
magic like Dumbledore
outlast the dinosaurs
wilder than a wild boar
This is our Party Porch
Breonna love for sure
Send our kids off to war
Cops with guns we do deplore
This is our Party Porch
Kaepernick for the score
Ruby Bridges through the door
New Orleans for ever more
This is our Party Porch
it’s what a porch is for
we always shake the floor
we party to the core
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6. |
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Whatchy’all wanna do?
Whatchy’all wanna do?
Whatchy’all wanna do?
All we get from the cops is disrespect
knee in the neck
All we get from the cops is disrespect
knee in the neck
Lucky we don’t seek revenge
your tired words would fall again
None shall prosper evil deeds
and the truth will carry me
Might be a fake bill in the Twin Cities
selling Staten Island loosies
might be a run ‘neath the Georgia sun
or traffic stop and cop havin’ fun
Whatchy’all wanna do?
Whatchy’all wanna do?
Whatchy’all wanna do?
Rise up no more lies
kill us then apologize
Rise up take them down
one by one we’ll stand our ground
Could be a gun that he’s licensed for
or a no-knock bashing through the door
carving wood near the Puget Sound
tossed in cop van cuffed and bound
Devil’s shade on a thin blue line
spillin’ blood like red wine
dread of black skin through white eyes
Cops know from slave days aim up high
Lucky we don’t seek revenge
your tired words would fall again
None shall prosper evil deeds
and the truth will carry me
Living with the pain of the ancestors
Raging veins of protestors
When you gotta tell your kid every time they leave
give ‘em no excuse to make your momma grieve
All we get from the cops is disrespect
knee in the neck
All we get from the cops is disrespect
knee in the neck
Lucky we don’t seek revenge
your tired words would fall again
None shall prosper evil deeds
and the truth will carry me
So so tired but we ride the lightning
so so tired heavy heart tightening
so so tired but we keep on fighting
so so tired – time for incitin’
Whatchy’all wanna do?
knee in the neck
Whatchy’all wanna do?
Whatchy’all wanna do?
Whatchy’all wanna do?
knee in the neck
Whatchy’all wanna do?
Whatchy’all wanna do?
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7. |
Silver Comet Trail
03:47
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I don’t see this lasting long
could end up a vengeful song
no buybacks the Cascade tracks
The pints go down so fast
miss ol’ George down at Rocky’s
Lost Tribe Matty Seanchai
she raced me down a pint glass
riding with Critical Mass
Moonlight kissing frantic whisp’ring
we all spinning romance sinning
touring thru a Southern holler
springtime psilocybin dollars
8-tracks no punks on CD
bad for business peace treaty
‘lectric tape on grandpa’s spex
revolution comes with sex
Rivers of Babylon
steel City jukebox
small asking questions bout
the chicken or the fox
Melodians run 4:16
Euphrates’ foreign team
shook hands with Robby Oppenheimer
the end of all timer
When you getting back
from Gillespie Pass?
swirling stars and
the misty gas
When you getting back
from Gillespie Pass?
swirling stars and
the misty gas
Silver Comet Trail chrome
Wait for the stars to take them home
Wilver Comet Trail chrome
Wait for the stars to take them home
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8. |
Generacs and Sazeracs
05:05
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It’s Generacs and Sazeracs
in New Orleans tonight
look at the stars, y’all, in the blackout sky
above New Orleans tonight
All my friends have hit the open road
away from New Orleans tonight
It’s just my gal and my dog and the heat on the porch
in New Orleans tonight
Everyone’s asking “how’re you doin’”
“fine I guess, how about you?”
When the power’s coming back
no one’s got a clue
Checking on Miss Garmmane
and ol’ Mr. Bobby
said he stayed through the storm
‘cause his wife’s head is lately kinda foggy
It’s good that those who can
are getting out while they can
But if you’re here, stop on by
for a warm beer and a shot of rye
The Generacs and Sazeracs
make my head hum and buzz
how long can we hold in our hands
all them things that was?
That live oak fell on my neighbor’s house
lines for ice at the local Rouse
Red plastic gas cans battery fans
How much is left of that stuff that was?
When everyone gets back home
handshakes and hugs golden foam
then we get back to living life
Second lines waltzes and Tipitina’s lights
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9. |
Faith In The Leap
01:47
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Storms form on the border lines
it’s getting warm in the northern climes
turnin’ blind eyes while we twist in the wind
ripping off roofs with a wink and a grin
The bells all ring now the town’s awake
I’ll meet you down at the barricades
Trust the map the heart buried deep
Darlin’ have a little faith in the leap
Love costs the same as it ever does
a kiss is sweet as it ever was
sweat-soaked sheets on a hot summer night
tomorrow the streets will come alive
When they sky falls I’ll cover you
when the sun explodes we’ll up and go
Earth splits wide, grab the keys
we’ll survive this murder spree
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10. |
Cascade Moon
04:00
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I spent all these years fighting other people’s fires
instead of lighting my own fuse in this rainy-ass town
We the beautiful freaks dragging dutiful dreams
now we stand and watch the viaduct and our old haunts coming down
We met by chance on a Sunday afternoon
now it’s midnight in mountains ‘neath the Cascade moon
Hidden trails and spinnin’ vinyl and holy punk rock shows
you’re my refuge, you’re my city, I ain’t lettin’ go
I sell old guitars at the end of the runway
and I sing the rock’n’roll about this city full of cranes
But it costs too much to live here, them desperate hearts they disappear
I nearly hopped aboard the King Station train
Willie braids and Marshall stacks and Z-Dog barkin’ in the back
let’s laugh and kiss and pop the top on another Rainier six-pack
The four- and six-string sound, darlin’ you’re the one that I found
let’s dance and Do the Gorgon and sugar let’s shake the shack
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11. |
Little Liza Jane
03:34
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We’re singing this song that’s not our own (Little Liza Jane)
on a land that’s not our own (Little Liza Jane)
This freedom road come ‘round again (Little Liza Jane)
this long arc will rise again (Little Liza Jane)
Oh, Little Liza, Little Liza Jane
Oh, Little Liza, Little Liza Jane
I walk along the riverside (Little Liza Jane)
my ancestors fought and died (Little Liza Jane)
accused of crimes they had to hide (Little Liza Jane)
the holy waters where they cried (Little Liza Jane)
The sun and moon come and go (Little Liza Jane)
My Grandpa Bill put on a show (Little Liza Jane)
The stars cut through our nighttime sky (Little Liza Jane)
My momma Sally in the bye and bye (Little Liza Jane)
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12. |
Gun For An Angel
03:13
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Well I might’ve made a better choice than to shoot that man
some kind forgiveness that I could’ve done
Well I might’ve made a better choice than to put him in his grave
but I can’t rightly conjure a single one
Now I’m getting old and letting go I feel my soul sinking in the mud
cold metal pressed in my palm like a handshake from Beelzebub
It was sweet revenge for my family in the bloody place they fell
I shot that man I shot him down I sent him straight to helll
He thought a gun for an angel would save his soul
I thought a gun for an angel would send him straight to hell
A gun for an angel some folks’ magic spell
A gun for an angel sends us all to hell
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13. |
Gimme A System
03:11
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Why can’t they remember
what it’s like to feel the tremors
like you’ve been dismembered
like your heart just takes up space
They don’t hear me speak
they won’t let me think
I’m a thief who’s out to steal
for my poetry and a drink
I don’t belong here
I don’t belong anywhere
I don’t belong here
I don’t belong anywhere
I don’t belong here
I don’t belong anywhere
I don’t belong here with you
You say I’m gonna fail
I suffer your insane tale
shakin’ wearin’ chain mail
‘til I strut my stuff at the Hungry Eye
I don’t care about you
or them steel tip shoes
or the nightly news
all I care is what I can take from you
Give me a system I can run myself
Give me a mission with no gun on the shelf
Give me a kiss and I’ll pull away
in the treehouse on the shore of a frozen lake
demure cold
insatiable bold
violence sold!
intelligence keeping you at arm’s length
someone hears me scream
the cops arrive in their machine
makin’ threats about my scene
but they got no control over me!
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Somewhere high in all our dreams
An outlaw is the king of kings
Every drug’s been legalized
See the Red Head Stranger’s eyes
Patsy Cline’s back on the air
The only dance to do is square
It’s heaven here for you and I
Hill Country’s blazing skies
I wanna live in a world where
Waylon, Johnny, Hank alive
two lanes and a day’s drive
We’ll all meet up with our guitars
a honkytonk rise from this bar
If we lived in a world where
Vote Guy Clark for VP
Half the shit taken off TV
Shiner Bock in every store
Tejano desperados roar
Pall Mall straight in every hand
A pedal steel in every band
All the cowboy boots you want
enough to fill the Astrodome
I wanna live in a world where
Waylon’s always free for beer
Immigrants are free from fear
We’ll all meet up with our guitars
a honkytonk rise from this bar
If we lived in a world where
Memphis might come back to life
Austin woulda never died
Lonestar State love nationwide
We’d auction off Los Angeli
Forget what we’d have done today
gulp down Jim Beam all we want
Ted Cruz is a low-rent stunt
I wanna live a world where
All highways lead to Luckenbach
With Willie ain’t lookin’ back
We’ll all meet up with our guitars
A honkytonk rise from this bar
If we lived in a world where
If we lived in a world where
I wanna live in a world where
I wanna live in a world where
I wanna live in a world where
you and me in a world where
we’ll fall in love in a world where
no more war in a world where
no more war in a world where
I wanna live in a world where
I wanna live in a world where
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15. |
Angola Cowboys
04:05
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Lord, we give thanks for the folks on the outside
picture us free of the Angola wire
Lots of good cowboys here in the lockdown
Johnny Brooks is set in the cold hard ground
And he’s finally free
A six-second ride to ride far away
six seconds to ride, ride all the way
victory ain’t freedom, not where we’ve stood
but it’s as close as I come ‘til I come home for good
as close as I come for a moment we’re free
‘til I come home for good
prison walls rise ‘tween cowboys and the sky
rodeo shirts striped black and white
There’s bareback and the bust-out and the mean longhorn studs
day’s end they’re covered in the bayou mud
It feels something like freedom
We’re innocent or we did the crime
Baton Rouge don’t care they’re bankin’ dollars and dimes
every cell they fill they collect on a bill
Freedom Rides are different this side of the line
my heart sings my soul shines
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16. |
Bayou Road
02:19
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Quiet Seventh Ward streets tonight
mercury deep freeze warning outside
bring in the cats better wrap up the pipes
towel foam and tape best wrap ‘em up tight
live oaks won’t save you from the bitter winds
Pete’s Out In The Cold Kevin buzz you in
leave the crazy somewhere else down the riverside
it’s the coldest ever been in New Orleans tonight
‘neath the I-10 men turn from the freezing cold
Claiborne krewes party bus dreams bought and sold
Bayou Road lost souls stumble through the mist
looking for their wallet and a warm wet kiss
Shooting stars when the shooting starts
shooting stars when the shooting starts
shooting stars when the shooting starts
shooting stars when the shooting starts
shooting stars when the shooting starts
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Forever darlin’ I’ll fill your glass
on warm summer nights
I’ll pour the whiskey for you on the porch
after the good days or the bad fights
for you darlin’ the world
I’ll drag the sun through the bayou sky
forever shining on you
I’ll draw the stars into dreamy shapes
I’ll paint your portrait in blue
for you darlin’ the world
The only gold I dig
is the beating of your heart
The only thrill I seek
is swooning in your arms
The only place I wanna be
is your honey and your bees
For you darlin’ the world
a bucketful of raindrops in the butterfly garden
flowers growing tall in the delta dirt
We’ll have jasmine in the air
whenever we make love
for you darlin’ the world
I’ll walk the dog fifty miles in the rain
I’ll run every errand bale all the hay
I’ll walk the high road mountains to the bay
I’ll cook your favorite dish serve it on a t.v. tray
for you darlin’ the world
The only gold I dig
is the beating of your heart
The only thrill I seek
is swooning in your arms
The only place I wanna be
is your honey and your bees
For you darlin’ the world
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18. |
Let's Go To Jericho
03:32
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Let’s go to Jericho
together we’ll climb them walls
let’s go to Jericho
Gabriel’s playing at the Preservation Hall
Someone blow the big brass horn
Young Olympians one day born
Someone blow the big brass horn
down by the river we dance is how we mourn
Someday we’ll dream this town
ghosts and hymns from the day we drowned
Someday we’ll dream this town
tears top the levees when they’re coming down
One day in the by and by
all ancestors in the sky
One day in the by and by
the Big Chiefs preach and brass bands testify
Gaza to the Lower Ninth
caught in storms black as night
Belfast to the bayou
We’ll build our boat we’ll sail the rising tide
Were we really here at all?
Lost souls sinners port of call
Was it all a glory dream
rolling in the warm Mardi Gras sunbeams
Forever darlin’ I love you
friends and comrades you’re my krewe
We’ve done our time we’ve paid our dues
love this city nothing left to lose
Let’s go to Jericho
climb the walls before they fall
let’s go to Jericho
Gabriel’s playing at the Preservation Hall
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M.X. Turner New Orleans, Louisiana
M.X. Turner has been playing and releasing records since the 1980s. Loud, passionate and wide-ranging, Turner's albums take on the system and mend the heart. Turner has played with The Service, Bad Manners, The Devil's Advocates, Diet Tribes, The Spunk Lads, RebelMart and South Sound Tug & Barge. New Frontier/Ancient Slab is his first solo album in a quarter-century. ... more
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