1. |
The Count of Cagliostro
03:13
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Burn these hundred years
in a thousand sips and pours
and when this fiery liquid drains away
I’ll burn one hundred more
I’ve stayed up for ten thousand nights
and prayed the sun to rise
alas my castle’s doors are boarded up
my windows black with grime.
And if these castle walls could sing,
they’d tell of days of old
when my people filled up ancient palaces
and drank red wine from chalices of gold
Oh, I’m slowly drinking faster
to render all these fading memories numb
I long for something sweeter now to drink
to rinse the taste of memory from my tongue
One two three four let some visitors arrive
knocking at these crumbling castle doors
live for dinner and i’ll drink more
this time of some intrepid strangers lives
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2. |
A Song in Standard Time
02:52
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It seems when nothing comes between
your arms and mine
I tire of all your notes and melodies
your song in standard time
It seems when nothing comes between
your arms and mine
I tire of all your notes and melodies
your song in standard time
But let me hear that rhythm
let me hear that beat
let me hear that pitter patter
let me hear those feet
let me hear that tempo change
let that heartbeat guide me
home
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3. |
221B Baker Street
02:06
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4. |
Red Light Shakedown
03:30
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You head south at seventeen
to where thirty-five turns to eighty-three
Buy yourself some mezcal and some mescaline
wash it down with candy listerine
down at waters of the Rio Grande
lay down on your back til you got cash in your hands
Make a couple friends and you find a spot
Well, the money's good and your belly’s taut
Then the sickness comes and you’re feeling hot
You know what this means more often than not
You run straight to the doctors in your hour of need
“Flush it out boys, I got a mouth to feed!”
I sold my soul to the devil
the devil pays his dues
but there ain’t nobody in the devil, babe
nobody but me and you
nobody but me and you
Now the red light ain’t a bad facade
but its hard to hide your flaws from the bourgeoises
An’ life ain’t freer, you wish you knew before
when seventeen turns to fifty four
So say your prayers to the ceo
and hope he takes pity and he lets you go
I sold my soul to the devil
the devil pays his dues
but there ain’t nobody in the devil, babe
nobody but me and you
nobody but me and you
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5. |
Common Law Vampire
04:35
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Is you is or is you ain't my baby
is you is or is you ain't my girl
I ain't seen you round our coffin lately
since a quarter to four
I ain't seen you round
in the whole damn world
You come home as bat or wolf
blood on your hands and on your skirts
but baby
I'm beginning to know your forms
and you been talking the talk 'bout changin'
you been talkin' the talk like crazy
but baby
you ain't been reformed
and baby I aint your thrall
baby I aint your thrall no more
You gave me an eternal life
said you’d settle down and you’d be my wife
but baby I'm beginning to have my doubts
And you may think you got me fixed
but I got my cross and my crucifix
and baby I think I know where you sleep
and baby I aint your thrall
baby I aint your thrall no more
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6. |
Dark Eyes
04:20
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Donnons nous les yeux noirs
des lacs brulants, liquides
je les ai passe par
pendant un petit soif
quand moi je me sentais vide
Cachez vous vos miroirs
vos souhaites sans les bruits
mais laissez moi la petite tempete
laissez moi la fille
Let me see those dark eyes
let me see that smile
let me see those fangs dripping venom
when you're dripping into my mind
Let me see those skirts twirl
every single night
let me see you
breaking the dance floor down like a bottle in a bar room fight
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7. |
Montagne Ste. Genevieve
02:46
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the same ghost
came last night
stumbling drunk
and spilling wine
it’s all you know
this mumbling voice
this spectral choir
this ghastly noise
this
the phantom spoke
your name last night
the exorcist missed
your last rites
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The Gentlemen's Anti-Temperance League Minneapolis, Minnesota
A string quartet playing swing and gypsy jazz influenced pop songs. Coming soon to a bar near you.
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