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Backroom In Tulsa
03:49
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In a backroom in Tulsa
Dirty deeds get done
A backroom in Tulsa
Is where I have my fun
She left me nothing
But a smile and a gun
A backroom in Tulsa
Is where it all begun
Don’t bother getting a doctor
What we need here is a priest
Cain’s cutting rugs at the ballroom on Main Street
Abel’s in a boxcar heading east
Check that back alley prophet
Preaching on his soapbox with some style
Writing down gospel
In lipstick on the tiles
The children speak in tounges
You know that the spirit takes them all
And there’s a backroom Tulsa
That will take you when you fall
Don’t bother getting a doctor
What we need here is a priest
Cain’s cutting rugs at the ballroom on Main Street
Abel’s in a boxcar heading east
Seven years of bad luck, child
But honey, I can keep you from harm
Just take that broken piece of glass
And carve my name into your arm
One brother in the dirt
Another on the run
A backroom in Tulsa
Is where it all begun
Don’t bother getting a doctor
What we need here is a priest
Cain’s cutting rugs at the ballroom on Main Street
Abel’s in a boxcar heading east
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Flesh and Bone
05:29
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If my heart was made of gold
I’d give it all away to be sold
I would buy you a great big house
Full of fancy clothes
I’d fill it up with pretty things
When you’d sleep, you’d have pretty dreams
But my body is only made of flesh and bone
If my heart was made of fire
Full of passion and desire
I could burn right through this life and
Never tire
When the darkness stole you from your path
My light would guide you back
But my body is only made of flesh and bone
If my heart was made of stone
I’d have no fear of fates unknown
I’d stare straight into the eyes of
That old crone
All the rivers in the world too wide to cross
I’d build a bridge to carry you across
But my body is only made of flesh and bone
If your heart was made of gold
What keep me warm when I was cold
A great big house ain’t much
Without someone to hold
Silver and gold shine brightly in the light
But I need a love that keeps me close at night
I’m so thankful you’re only made of flesh and bone
No flame can burn as hot
As the love I’ve got for you
No river I can’t cross
No way that I’ll get lost
‘Cause I know
You love me too
All the treasures in this world, from
Diamond rings to rare black pearls
They’re fine and they’re good for all those
Other girls
All I want is you here by my side
So come on and take me for a ride
I’m so thankful you’re only made of flesh and bone
Yes I’m thankful you’re only made of flesh and bone
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Fade (Backroom Mix Up)
04:17
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Dirty, sexy lover
On your knees
Hungry eyes
You want to please
I could ask for anything I want
You’d do it all for me
Wrap you up in our
Favorite sin
Doubled lines on your
Perfect skin
Tear you down then I
Build you up again
I’ll make you
Fade, fade away
Fade, fade away
Fade, fade away
Fade, fade away
Lover if you want me, need me
Here I am
This body is a canvas awaiting
Shape from your hand
The form you command
See the struggle
In your eyes
Sense the fear yet I
Feel your fire
Fill this emptiness
With your desire, your desire
I’ll help you
Fade, fade away
Fade, fade away
Fade, fade away
Fade, fade away
I just want to be myself tonight
I just want to be myself tonight
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4. |
Last Call
03:51
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Instrumental
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Wesley Morgan San Francisco, California
Wesley Morgan Performs Swamp Noir which is:
Broken-down blues rolling out of a Saturday night juke
joint, and stumbling drunk into Sunday morning redemption. Junkyard swing that is ragged and raw, with melodies that drop off, bend, and crack. Dark lyrics full of charming devils and angels with broken wings.
Tell me little girl, are you a sinner or a saint? Down on your knees, no hint of restraint
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