I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin’ about half past dead
Just need to find a place where I can lay my head
Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?
He just grinned and shook my hand and, “No”, was all he said
Day of the dead down in Mexico
You ever been on a holiday?
You ever thought that you been here before
You ever been in a desperate way
On the beach stands a donkey who is waiting for you
He hee-haws, stamping his hoof
I was struck by lighting
Walkin’ down the street
I was hit by something last night in my sleep
It’s a dead man’s party
Who could ask for more
Everybody’s comin’, leave your body at the door
Leave your body and soul at the door
When I die, want you to dress me in straight-laced shoes
A box back coat and a Stetson hat;
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain
So the boys know I died standin’ pat.
Make sure they play my theme song
I guess daisies’ll have to do
Just get me to New Orleans
And paint shadows on the pews
Turn the spit on that pig
Kick the drum and let me down
Put my clarinet beneath your bed 'til I get back in town.
Guess who just got back today?
Those wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven’t changed, haven’t much to say
But man, I still think those cats are great
They were asking if you were around
How you was, where you could be found
I told them you were living downtown
Driving all the old men crazy
The boys are back in town…
The phone is ringing and the clock says 4AM
If it’s your friends, well, I don’t want to hear from them
Just leave a number and a message at the tone
Or you could just go on and leave me alone
These are espouses
Postcards and neoprene
Roses a dollar a stem
Everyone sleeping or pulling the long haul and
Keys in the cooler it’s three A.M.
And Saturn is beckoning no-one
It’s offering up.
Waiting for the break of day
Searching for something to say
Flashing lights against the sky
Giving up I close my eyes
Sitting cross-legged on the floor
25 or 6 to 4.
One, two, three o’clock, four o’clock, rock!
Well Croc Rocking is something shocking
when your feet just can’t keep still
I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will
Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights
when Suzie wore her dresses tight
and the Croc Rocking was out of sight
She said, I don’t like spiders and snakes. And that ain’t what it takes to love me.You fool, you fool
Look, he’s crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small.
Now he’s up above my head
Hanging by a little thread.
Boris the Spider
Boris the Spider
Will you walk into my parlor?” said the Spider to the Fly,
'Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy;
The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I’ve a many curious things to show when you are there
So I took a big chance at the high school dance
With a missy who was ready to play
Wasn’t me she was foolin’
‘Cause she knew what she was doin’
And I knowed love was here to stay
When she told me to
When she told me how to walk this way, she told me to
Walk this way
Walk on by
Walk on by
Yeah, before you abuse, criticize and accuse. Walk a mile in my shoes.
Well if you don’t know how to do it
I’ll show you how to walk the dog
Now, baby’s in the cradle
And cat’s in the tree
Walking the dog
Don’t mean a thing to me
Around the world
And a long time gone
Ain’t a yo-yo made
With a string that long
It’s a yo-yo song
Froze to the bone in my igloo home
Counting the days 'til the ice turns green
You know when heaven and hell collide
There are no in-betweens
I’m the yo-yo man.