1. |
Ian Lives
03:28
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Ian lives if only in his mind
He exists beyond space and time
Ian walks never touching ground
Ian talks uttering no sound
Ian lives
Worship Ian by the mystery of faith
Makes me cry, quiver, and shake
I know Ian, he sees all
Compared to him, I am quite small
Ian lives
Ian lives inside us
Ian breathes inside us
Ian feels us all
Ian lives inside us
Ian breathes inside us
Ian feels us all
Ian lives if only in his mind
He exists beyond space and time
I am baptized, I have been set free
Now and forever Ian lives in me
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2. |
When I Fell Down
02:27
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She was still sleeping
In the bed we bought together
She didn’t even wake when I packed my things
So I took every dollar in the house
And we split the change
I left behind the car we drove cross-country
And I’m the only one who’s got the key
I guess that’s what she meant about needing me
Well I stood up
And I looked around
But I still feel the way I did when I fell down
Sitting in a truck stop outside Houston
I’m waiting for my life to turn around
And I’m thinking about the way
That she brought me down
The way she treated me was like a hammer
A way to pound her nails into the floor
But I won’t be her hammer anymore
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3. |
I Get a Chill
04:53
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I wanna tell you
I’m gonna tell you
But getting started is the hardest part
You’re so attractive and I get distracted
And I don’t know where you want me to start
The wind is blowing
And now you’re going
Into your house where you can shut off the lights
The phone is ringing and you keep singing
Yourself to sleep for another night
And every time that I get next to you
It’s like it’s snowing outside and I ain’t got no shoes
I got a hat at my house it should be on my head
I got a crazy shaking body should be in my bed
And it makes no difference if the sun comes up
I still got ice cubes floating in my coffee cup
I get a chill
I get a chill
This is a warning
That in the morning
Your little house it will be covered with snow
I’ll turn the car on
I’ll the turn the heat up
I’m only leaving ’cause you want me to go
Out on the highway
It’s getting icy
And I don’t know if I can stay in control
About a mile up
I see a pileup
And I leave the road and I’m starting to roll
Every time I got something to say
It’s like my brain shuts off
And my tongue’s in the way
I got a hat at my house it should be on my head
I got a crazy shaking body should be in my bed
And it makes no difference if that sun comes up
I still got ice cream floating in my coffee cup
I get a chill
I get a chill
So wake up sister ’cause I’m blowing my horn
I’m sittin’ down in your alley with my high beams on
And I don’t care if your daddy is a protective man
And I don’t care if your momma wants you in by ten
I’m gonna drive you crazy if it’s all I can get
You have been driving me crazy since the day that we met
I get a chill
I get a chill
You give me a chill
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4. |
Suzette
05:17
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The rain falls down we all get wet
I can't stop the rain, Suzette
Voice no one will soon forget
I hear you in my sleep, Suzette
Don't you cry or get upset
Be there when I can, Suzette
If I had a little red Corvette
Surely let you drive, Suzette
Suzette, I'm cryin out
Suzette, don't let me down
Only want what I can’t get
Burnin' up for you, Suzette
Faster than a speeding jet
Crashed into my heart, Suzette
Call me your lovin’ pet
But don't treat me like a dog, Suzette
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5. |
Spy Boy
02:01
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6. |
Good-Time Music
03:31
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Early 1940s, Little Rock, Arkansas
Revival meetings, people lying on the floor
Whirling Willy and his band they came to play
People put down their worries threw down their crutches
and walked away
Ray Brown's on the radio
Little Richard's on the radio
Chuck Berry's on the radio
Playin' that good-time music
The Memphis sun rose in 1952
Started fires that burn through and through
Elvis and B.B., Ike and Johnny C.
Howlin' Wolf, Carl Perkins
The Killer Jerry Lee
Little Richard's on the radio
Chuck Berry's on the radio
Ray Charles on the radio
Playin' that good-time music
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7. |
The Restaurant Song
03:28
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You were sitting in a restaurant
Alone at a table for ten
It looked like a lot of your friends had done you in
I like the sound of your accent
I like the words that you use
And honey I don’t why you wanna take all this abuse
I want to visit your country
I want to live in your town
I want to see where you grew up
And where you got down
And baby I would do the laundry
I’ll change the bed every day
’Cause sugar, I want you, and I’ll do anything that helps
You can say what you want to
And I can say what I want to
I think we oughta say nothing
You can say what you want to
And then I’ll say what I want to
I think we shoulda said nothing
You were sitting in a restaurant
Alone at a table for ten
It looked like a lot of your friends had done you in
Now we’re driving down the highway, highway 495
A sandwich, a six pack, a Buick, and a runaway bride
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8. |
Shake It
03:09
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Let’s face it
Nobody knows nothing
You can say what you think
And not know what you mean
I’m part of the problem
I wanted to be there
For good times and bad times
But this time is right in between
Things happen
And you don’t say anything
Like the time you got your car washed for a dollar by the guy down the street
The next-door neighbor tried to tell me
How girls don’t know nothing
And guys just want something for free
There must be something that is on your mind
I’ll bet that there’s something up there all of the time
There must be something that you wanted to say
It’s so funny how the words they won’t come out all the way
well just part of . . .
The band is really swinging baby and you won’t even get on the floor
What’s the matter, don’t you dig this kind of music that they’re playing
Don’t you dig this kind of music anymore?
Shake it
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9. |
Bucket Made in China
04:37
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Bucket made in China
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10. |
Lost Your Lover
04:22
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You lost your lover
He lost his lover too
You feel lonely and you don’t know what to do
Maybe it’s something that somebody said
Maybe somebody tried to mess with your head
The train is leaving and your bags are packed
You want to kiss him but you shouldn’t look back
There’s nothing anyone can do or say
You’re not gonna let yourself get treated this way
I don’t look different so you couldn’t have guessed
My head is spinning and my heart’s in a mess
Remember all the times we wanted to quit
And all the other times we didn’t do it
You lost your lover
I lost my lover too
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11. |
Movin' Up
04:44
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I'm movin' up
I'm movin' up to higher ground
I'm movin' up
Gonna see what's going down
Some follow out of love
Some follow out fear
Some choose not to follow
They just don't hear
You can be a mountain
You can be the sea
You can be anything you want
Only love is gonna set you free
I'm movin' up
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12. |
Mr. Hep
13:41
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He wears Coke bottle glasses
Cardigan sweaters
Stands in the corner
Playin' pocket pool all night
That's why everybody wants to dance
With Mr. Hep
Well he watches TV
Like you and I breathe air
Calls himself a Trekkie
Thought that would be cool
Uhuru
That's why everybody wants to dance
With Mr. Hep
Everybody wants a chance
Everybody wants a dance
With Mr. Hep
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