Artist: Steely Dan Album: Countdown To Ecstasy {1973}

Bodhisattva - would you take me by the hand
Bodhisattva - would you take me by the hand
Can you show me the shine of your Japan
The sparkle of your China
Can you show me - Bodhisattva

Bodhisattva - I'm gonna sell my house in town
Bodhisattva - I'm gonna sell my house in town
And I'll be there to shine in your Japan
To sparkle in your China
Yes I'll be there - Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva

Bodhisattva - would you take me by the hand
Bodhisattva - would you take me by the hand
Can you show me the shine of your Japan
The sparkle of your China
Can you show me - Bodhisattva

Bodhisattva - I'm gonna sell my house in town
Bodhisattva - I'm gonna sell my house in town
And I'll be there to shine in your Japan
To sparkle in your China
Yes I'll be there - Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva
Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva,
Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, look out

I hear you are singing a song of the past, I see no tears
I know that you know it may be the last for many years
You'd gamble or give anything to be in with the better half
But how many friends must I have to begin with to make you laugh

Will you still have a song to sing
When the razor boy comes and take your fancy things away
Will you still be singing it on that cold and windy day

You know that the coming is so close at hand, you feel all right
I guess only women in cages can stand this kind of night
I guess only women in cages can play down the things they lose
You think no tomorrow will come, when you lay down you can't refuse

Will you still have a song to sing
When the razor boy comes and take your fancy things away
Will you still be singing it on that cold and windy day

I guess only women in cages can play down the things they lose
You think no tomorrow will come, when you lay down you can't refuse

Will you still have a song to sing
When the razor boy comes and take your fancy things away
Will you still be singing it on that cold and windy day

Any news was good news and the feeling was bad at home
I was out of mind and you were on the phone
Lonnie was the kingpin back in nineteen sixty-five
I was singing this song when Lonnie came alive

Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies that it ain't no drag
Bring back the Boston Rag

You were Lady Bayside, there was nothing that I could do
So I pointed my car down Seventh Avenue
Lonnie swept the playroom and he swallowed up all he found
It was forty-eight hours till Lonnie came around

Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies that it ain't no drag
You gotta bring it on home
Bring back the Boston Rag

Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies that it ain't no drag
Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies that it ain't no drag
You gotta bring it on home
Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies that it ain't no drag
Bring it back, bring it back now
Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies that it ain't no drag
Bring some home
Bring back the Boston Rag
Tell all your buddies that it ain't no drag

Got a feeling I've been here before
Watching as you cross the killing floor
You know you'll have to pay it all
You'll pay today or pay tomorrow
You fasten up your beaded gown
Then you try to tie me down
Do you work it out in one by one 
Or played in combination
You throw out your gold teeth
Do you see how they roll

I have seen your iron and your brass
Can't you see it shine behind the glass
Your fortune is your roving eye
Your mouth and legs, your gift for the runaround
Torture is the main attraction
I don't need that kind of action
You don't have to dance for me
I've seen your dance before
Do you throw out your gold teeth
Do you see how they roll

Tobacco they grow in Peking
In the Year of the Locust you'll see a sad thing
Even Cathy Berberian knows
There's one roulade she can't sing
Dumb luck my friend won't suck me in this time

Tobacco they grow in Peking
In the Year of the Locust you'll see a sad thing
Even Cathy Berberian knows
There's one roulade she can't sing
Dumb luck my friend won't suck me in this time

Got a feeling I've been here before
Won't you let me help you find the door
All you got to do is use
Your silver shoes, a gift for the runaround
Use your knack darlin'
Take one step back darlin'
There ain't nothing in Chicago
For a monkey woman to do
Uh huh, do you throw out your gold teeth
Do you see how they roll

You go to lost wages, lost wages, you go to lost wages
You go to lost wages, lost wages, you go to lost wages
You go to lost wages, lost wages, you go to lost wages
You go to lost wages, lost wages, you go to lost wages

While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' all the stars come out at night
While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' all the stars come out at night

After closing time at the Guernsey Fair
I detect the El Supremo from the room at the top of the stairs
Well, I've been around the world and I've been in the Washington Zoo
And in all my travels as the facts unravel I've found this to be true

While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' all the stars come out at night
While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' all the stars come out at night

They got the house on the corner with the rug inside
They got the booze they need, all that money can buy
They got the shapely bodies, they got the Steely Dan T-shirt
And for the coup-de-gras - they're outrageous

Honey, let me tell you
While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' all the stars come out at night
While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' all the stars come out at night

Show business kids making movies of themselves
You know they don't give a fuck about anybody else
You know, you go to

While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' all the stars come out at night
While the poor people sleepin' with the shade on the light
While the poor people sleepin' all the stars come out at night

I remember the thirty-five sweet goodbyes
When you put me on the Wolverine up to Annandale
It was still September when your daddy was quite surprised
To find you with the working girls in the county jail
I was smoking with the boys upstairs
When I heard about the whole affair
I said, "Whoa no, William And Mary won't do, now."

Well, I did not think the girl could be so cruel
And I'm never going back to my old school

Oleanders growing outside her door
Soon they're gonna be in bloom up in Annandale
I can't stand her doing what she did before
Living like a gypsy queen in a fairy tale
Well I hear the whistle but I can't go
I'm gonna take her down to Mexico
She said, "Whoa no, Guadalajara won't do, now."

Well, I did not think the girl could be so cruel
And I'm never going back to my old school

California tumbles into the sea
That'll be the day I go back to Annandale
Tried to warn you about Chino and Daddy Gee
But I can't seem to get to you through the U.S. Mail
Well, I hear the whistle but I can't go
I'm gonna take her down to Mexico
She said, "Whoa no, Guadalajara won't do, now."

Well, I did not think the girl could be so cruel
And I'm never going back to my old school

On the water down in New Orleans
My baby's the pearl of the quarter
She's a charmer like you never seen 
Singing voulez, voulez, voulez vous
Where the sailor spend his hard-earned pay
Red beans and rice for a quarter
You can see her almost any day
Singing voulez, voulez, voulez vous

And if you hear from my Louise
Won't you tell her I say hello 
Please make it clear
When her day is done she got a place to go

I walked alone down the Miracle Mile
I met my baby by the Shrine of the Martyr
She stole my heart with a Cajun smile
Singing voulez, voulez, voulez vous
She loved the million dollar words I say
She loved the candy and the flowers that I bought her
She said she loved me and was on her way
Singing voulez, voulez, voulez vous

And if you hear from my Louise
Won't you tell her I love her so 
Please make it clear
When her day is done she got a place to go

And if you hear from my Louise
Won't you tell her I love her so 
Please make it clear
When her day is done she got a place to go

Hello one and all, was it you I used to know
Can't you hear me call on this old ham radio
All I got to say, I'm alive and feeling fine
Should you come my way you can share my poison wine

No marigolds in the promised land
There's a hole in the ground where they used to grow
Any man left on the Rio Grande
Is the king of the world as far as I know

I won't take your bread, I don't need no helping hand
I can't be no savage, I can't be no highwayman
Show me where you are, you and I will spend this day
Driving in my car through the ruins of Santa Fe

No marigolds in the promised land
There's a hole in the ground where they used to grow
Any man left on the Rio Grande
Is the king of the world as far as I know

I'm reading last year's papers although I don't know why
Assassins, cons and rapers might as well die

When you come around, no more pain and no regrets
Watch the sun go brown smoking Cobalt cigarettes
There's no need to hide, taking things the easy way
If I stay inside I might live till Saturday

No marigolds in the promised land
There's a hole in the ground where they used to grow
Any man left on the Rio Grande
Is the king of the world, the king of the world as far as I know