Artist: SOUNDTRACK Album: Bringing Out The Dead {1999}

Now listen, Julie baby, it ain't natural for you to cry in the midnight
It ain't natural for you to cry when the midnight come
Until the wee small hours, long 'fore the break of dawn, oh lord
Now Julie, there ain't nothin' on my mind
More further way than what you're lookin' for
I see the way you jumped at me, lord, from behind the door
And looked into my eyes
Your little star struck innuendos, inadequacies and foreign bodies
And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane
Numbs my brain
And the sunlight shining through the crack in the window pane
Numbs my brain, oh lord

Ha, so open up the window and let me breathe
I said open up the window and let me breathe
I'm looking down to the street below, lord, I cried for you
I cried, I cried for you, oh lord

The cool room, lord is a fool's room
The cool room, lord is a fool's room
And I can almost smell your t.b. sheets
And I can almost smell your t.b. sheets
On your sick bed

I gotta go, I gotta go
And you said, "Please stay, I wanna, I wanna,
I want a drink of water, I want a drink of water,
Go in the kitchen get me a drink of water."
I said, "I gotta go, gotta go, baby."
I said, "I'll send, I'll send somebody around later
You know we got John comin' around here later
With a bottle of wine for you, baby, but I gotta go."

The cool room, lord, is a fool's room
The cool room, lord, lord, is a fool's room, fool's room
And I can almost smell your t.b. sheets
I can almost smell your t.b. sheets, t.b.

I gotta go, yeah
I'll send around, send around one that grumbles later on, baby
I'll see what I can pick up for you, you know
Yeah, I got a few things I going, too
Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry
Huh uh, go, go, go
I've gotta go, gotta go, gotta, gotta go, gotta go, gotta go
All right, all right

I turned on the radio
Wanna hear a few tunes, turn on the radio for you
There you go, there you go
There you go, baby, there you go

You'll be all right, too
I know it ain't funny, it ain't funny at all, baby
Laying in the cool room, man, laying in the cool room

He's in love with rock 'n' roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
He don't like his boring job, no

He's in love with rock 'n' roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
He don't like his boring job, no

And he knows what he got to do
He knows he's gonna have fun with you, you lucky lady
And he knows when the evening comes
When his job is done he'll be over in his car for you

He's in love with rock 'n' roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
He don't like his boring job, no

In the in-tray, lots of work
But the boss at the firm always thinks he shirks
But he's just like everyone, he's got a Ford Cortina
That just won't run without fuel - fill her up, Jacko

He's in love with rock 'n' roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
He don't like his boring job, no

And the invoice, it don't quite fit
No payola in his alphabetical file, said for the government man
Yes, he's gonna really tell the boss
He's gonna really let him know exactly how he feels - it's pretty bad

He's in love with a-rock 'n' roll, whoa
He's in love with gettin' stoned, whoa
He's in love with Janie Jones, whoa
He don't like his boring job, no, no, no
Let them know, let them know

It doesn't pay to try
All the smart boys know why
It doesn't mean I didn't try
I just never know why
It's isn't cos I'm all alone
Ooh, baby, you're not home
And when I'm home
Big deal, I'm still alone

It's so restless, I am
Beat my head against a pole
Try to knock some sense
Down in my bones
And even though they don't show
Those guys are so old
And when they go
They let ya know

You can't put your arm around a memory
You can't put your arm around a memory
You can't put your arm around a memory
Don't try, don't try

You're just a basket case
And you got no name
Could you live in with me
We're one and the same
And even though they don't show
Those guys are so old
And when they go
They let ya know, okay

You can't put your arm around a memory
You can't put your arm around a memory
You can't put your arm around a memory
Don't try, don't try

You can't put your arm around a memory
You can't put your arm around a memory
You can't put your arm around a memory
Don't try, don't try
Don't try, don't try, don't try

What's the frequency Kenneth, is your benzedrine, uh huh
I was braindead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
I thought I'd pegged you, an idiot's dream
Tunnelvision from the outsider's screen

I never understood the frequency, uh huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh huh

I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said withdrawal in disgust, not the same as apathy
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth

You wore a shirt of violent green, uh huh
I never understood the frequency, uh huh

What's the frequency Kenneth, is your benzedrine, uh huh
Butterfly decal, rearview mirror dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth

You wore a shirt of violent green, uh huh
I never understood the frequency, uh huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood the frequency, uh huh

Yankee soldier
He wanna shoot some skag
He met it in Cambodia
But now he can't afford a bag
Yankee, a dollar talk
To the dictators of the world
In fact it's giving orders
And they can't afford to miss a word

I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
But what can I do

Yankee detectives
Are always on the TV
Cos killers in America
Work seven days a week
Never mind the stars and stripes
Let's print the Watergate Tapes
I'll salute the New Wave
And I hope nobody escapes

I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
But what can I do

I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
But what can I do

I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
I'm so bored with the U.S.A.
But what can I do

Move up Starsky for the C.I.A.
Suck on Kojak for the U.S.A.

Red, red wine goes to my head
Makes me forget that I still need her so
Red, red wine, it's up to you
All I can do, I've done, memories won't go
Memories won't go

I'd have sworn that with time
Thoughts of you would leave my head
I was wrong, now I find
Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearing apart my blue, blue heart

I'd have sworn that with time
Thoughts of you would leave my head
I was wrong, now I find
Just one thing makes me forget

Red, red wine stay close to me
Don't let me be alone
It's tearing apart my blue, blue heart

Red, red wine you make me feel so fine
You keep me rocking all of the time
Red, red wine you make me feel so grand
I feel a million dollars when your just in my hand

Red, red wine you make me feel so sad
Any time I see you go it makes me feel bad
Red, red wine you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him rizla pon the sweet dep line

Red, red wine you give me whole heap of zing
Whole heap of zing, make me do me own thing
Red, red wine you really know how for love
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above

Red, red wine I love you right from the start
Right from the start with all of my heart
Red, red wine in a 80's style
Red, red wine in a modern beat style, yeah

Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
Give me red wine because it make me feel fine
Make me feel fine all of the time

Red, red wine you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him rizla on the sweet dep line
The line broke, the monkey get choke
Burn bad ganja pon him little rowing boat

Red, red wine I'm gonna hold to you
Hold on to you cos I know your love true
Red, red wine I'm gonna love you till I die
Love you till I die and that's no lie

Red, red wine, can't get you out my mind
Where ever you maybe I'll surely find, I'll surely find
Make no fuss just stick with us

Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
Give me little time, help me clear up me mind
Give me red wine because it make me feel fine
Make me feel fine all of the time

Red, red wine you make me feel so fine
Monkey pack him rizla on the sweet dep line
The line broke, the monkey get choke
Burn bad ganja pon him little rowing boat

Red, red wine you really know how for love
Your kind of loving like a blessing from above
Red, red wine I love you right from the start
Right from the start with all of my heart

Red, red wine you give me whole heap of zing
Whole heap of zing, make me do me own thing
Red, red wine in a 80's style
Red, red wine in a modern beat style, yeah

Red, red wine you make me feel so fine
You keep me rocking all of the time
Red, red wine you make me feel so grand
I feel a million dollars when your just in my hand

Red, red wine you make me feel so sad
Any time I see you go it makes me feel bad

Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
It's not love I'm runnin' from
It's the heartbreak I know will come
Cos I know you're no good for me
But you've become a part of me
Everywhere I go, your face I see
Every step I take, you take with me, yeah

Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
I know you're no good for me
But free of you I'll never be, no
Each night as I speak
Into my heart you creep
I wake up feelin' sorry I met you
Hopin' soon that I'll forget you
When I look in the mirror to comb my hair
I see your face just a-smilin' there

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from you, babe
Got nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
I know you're no good for me
But you've become a part of me
How can I fight a love that's sugar-sweet
When it's so deep, so deep, deep inside of me
My love reaches so high I can't get over it
It's so wide I can't get around it, no

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide from you, babe
Just can't get away from you, baby, no matter how I try
I know you're no good for me
But free of you I'll never be

Nowhere to run, baby, nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run, baby, nowhere to hide
Got nowhere to run, got nowhere to hide

Listen here, girls
Take this advice and remember always in life

Into each heart some tears must fall
Though you love and lose, you must stand tall
Cos we all got to cry sometimes, I said, sigh sometimes
Pull yourself together, no use crying forever

Because there's too many fish in the sea
Too many fish in the sea
I said, there's short ones, tall ones, fine ones, kind ones
Too many fish in the sea

My mother once told me something and every word is true
Don't waste your time on a fella who doesn't love you
He'll only mislead you, only grieve you
Don't worry about him, let him go, do without him

Because there's too many fish in the sea
Too many fish in the sea
I said, there's short ones, tall ones, fine ones, kind ones
Too many fish in the sea

Well, if the fish isn't on your line
Bait your hook and keep on trying
Don't let him get you down
There's other boys around

Because there's too many fish in the sea, uh huh
Too many fish in the sea
I said, there's short ones, tall ones, fine ones, kind ones
Too many fish in the sea

I don't want nobody that don't want me
Cos there's too many fish in the sea
Ain't gonna love nobody that don't love me, now
Cos there's too many fish in the sea
I don't need nobody that don't need me
Cos there's too many fish in the sea
I don't want nobody that don't want me, now
Cos there's too many fish in the sea
Ain't gonna love nobody that don't love me, now
Cos there's too many fish in the sea
I don't need nobody that don't need me
Cos there's too many fish in the sea

Who are you
I am the Japanese Sandman
You looky like the Japanese Sandman

Ah, he goes
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - ump se ditty wah
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - ump se ditty wah
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing
Rang tang ding dong

I am the Japanese Sandman from across the sea
I got all the girls lovin' me
I am the Japanese sandman and I know I'm cool
I follow behind all the playboy rules
I am the Japanese Sandman from across the sea
Hey, all you babies pay attention to me

I wear a pinstripe jacket made of chunky fu-yang
Polka-dot shoes made of yang-sang
I got a mean purple coat from a ming toy
Burgandy pants from my own mingle shants
I am the Japanese Sandman from across the sea
Hey, all you babies pay attention to me

Ah, he goes
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong - ump se ditty wah
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong - ump se ditty wah
Rang tang ding dong
Rang tang ding dong

Now, all of you girls, listen to me
If you want to be my little girlie
Just step right up and make your play
We'll go down in the hall of fame
I am the Japanese Sandman from across the sea
Hey, all you babies pay attention to me

Ah, he goes
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong

Hey, man, what's wrong
Dig, man, all you guys say the big things
All I get to say is

Ah, he goes
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - ump se ditty wah
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee, mama
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - me toy-a
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong, rank

Ah, he goes
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee, mama
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - ump se ditty wah
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - ump se ditty wah
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong, rank

Ah, he goes
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - do, dee
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - ump se ditty wah
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - dinga, hubba, hubba
Rang tang ding dong, rankety sing - ump se ditty wah

By the rivers of Babylon where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion

Cos the wicked carried us away, captivity
Required from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land

Cos the wicked carried us away, captivity
Required from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land

Sing it out loug
Sing the song of freedom, brothers
Sing the song of freedom, sisters
We gonna walk and shout it
We gonna sing and shout it, yeah, yeah
Shout the song of freedom, now, whoa, whoa, whoa

So, let the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in Thy sight, oh, verai

So, let the words of our mouth
And the meditation of our heart
Be acceptable in Thy sight, oh, verai

Sing it, sing it, sing it, yeah
We got to sing it together
Everyone aboard
Now, now, now, now, whoa, whoa, whoa

By the rivers of Babylon where he sat down
And there he wept when he remembered Zion

Cos the wicked carried us away, captivity
Required from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land

Cos the wicked carried us away, captivity
Required from us a song
How can we sing King Alpha's song in a strange land

Sing it out loud
Sing the song of freedom, brothers
Sing the song of freedom, sisters

Four gentlemen and one great, great broad
Big Brother And The Holding Company


Yeah yeah
Alright, baby

Everybody�s got it
They�re all trying to feel it
Everybody�s dancing and singing romance
And they want to feel more, baby

Baby, I�ve got to feel you more
Hey come on, feeling good, baby, baby
Come on and do it, come on, come on
Come on and try it with me, try it with me, baby

Mama, mama, mama
Alright, come on, feel it
Yeah, we�re gonna knock ya, rock ya
Gonna sock at ya, now

Alright now
Alright, alright
Hey, baby

Everybody over at the Avalon Ballroom in the San Francisco bay
Everybody's hop, bop, bop, have a lot of fun, I know, I know
I can tell you they�re feeling good
Oh, I know
Gotta try, try the feeling, baby
Gotta try, try the feeling, try the

Yeah, we�re gonna knock ya, rock ya
Gonna sock at ya, now - hey

Yeah
Don�t matter who you are, no, no
Doesn't matter where you come from
You just gotta try to feel it
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on

Come on, boys
Yeah

Yes, I gonna knock ya, rock ya
Gonna sock at ya, now

A beach is a place where a man can feel
He's the only soul in the world that's real
But I see a face coming through the haze
I remember him from those crazy days, crazy days, crazy days

Ain't you the guy who used to set the paces
Riding up in front of a hundred faces
I don't suppose you would remember me
But I used to follow you back in '63

I've got a good job and I'm newly born
You should see me dressed up in my uniform
I work in hotel, all gilt and flash
Remember the place where the doors were smashed

Bell Boy - I got to get running now
Bell Boy - keep my lip buttoned down
Bell Boy - carry this baggage out
Bell Boy - always running at someone's bleedin' heel
You know how I feel, always running at someone's heel

Some nights I still sleep on the beach
Remember when stars were in reach
I wander in early to work
Spend my day licking boots for my perks

A beach is a place where a man can feel
He's the only soul in the world that's real

But I see a face coming through the haze
I remember him from those crazy days
Crazy days, crazy days, crazy days, crazy days

Ain't you the guy who used to set the paces
Riding up in front of a hundred faces
I don't suppose you would remember me
But I used to follow you back in '63

People often change but when I look in your eyes
You could learn a lot from a life like mine
The secret to me, it ain't flown on a flag
I carry it behind this bleeding little badge, what says

Bell Boy - I got to get running now
Bell Boy - keep your lip buttoned down
Bell Boy - turn the bloody baggage out
Bell Boy - always running at someone's heel
You know how I feel, always running at someone's heel