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ANOTHER SOUL (BLASPHEMY & EUPHORIA)
ME & THE GHOST OF GYPSY ROSE LEE
Music and Lyrics by David Blake
Copyright 2002
You're so fresh off the boat
You don't know that you don't know
Until you get it straight
Try not to let it show
I can tell you how to play it
but if you're a slow learner
We'll shoot you in the head
and frame you for murder
This city feeds
on flesh and dreams
the word on the street is
famon or feast
This is L.A.
I ride the bitch and I ride her good
and I'm an L.A. Crazy
I know she'd throw me if she could
This is L.A.
I see her pain everyday
and it don't even phase me
I'm an L.A. Crazy
You feel like a number
but it ain't number one
With a snowball's chance in hell
for your day in the sun
You better get in line
before this place takes it's toll
'Cause it's a buyer's market
if you wanna sell your soul
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So don't look behind you
And don't look in the mirror
Just look me in the eye
Cause I want to make it clear
Anything is possible
But nothing good is likely
And if you decide to stick it out
You'll end up just like me
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Music by David Blake and Jeff Wire
Lyrics by David Blake Copyright 2002
It was a dark and moonless night
Strange music on the radio
When I saw her standing there
By the side of the road
She said that she was running
From the hellhounds on her trail
There was something in her eyes
I could not turn away
and we loved with a love that was more than love
We loved with a love that was more than love
We loved with a love that was more than love
and now she's gone away
All the dead girls want to dance
and I'm a monster deep inside
Red rover, red rover
Never dare me to do anything
In a bar just South of nowhere
Where a dead man serves the drinks
Cobwebs line the walls
As the band ceases to play
I met a girl there with a past
You could read inside her eyes
She took me by the hand
And said all men are clay
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and we loved with a love that was more than love
We loved with a love that was more than love
and now everything I loved
seems so far away...
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Music by Jeff Wire Lyrics by David Blake
Copyright 2002
For Walter Mosley, thanks for the inspiration.
Livin' day to day, no time for fools
I am a teacher who broke the rules
The past is gone but my guilt lives on
and I can't forgive what I've done
What I've done, what I've done
The past is gone but my guilt lives on
and I can't forgive what I've done
These hands are the hands of a killin man
I know where I've been, I know what I am
The battle may be over but the war has just begun
and I'm always outnumbered, always outgunned
outgunned, outgunned
The battle may be over but the war has just begun
and I'm always outnumbered, always outgunned
outgunned, outgunned
I'm a hard man but I got no choice
Sometimes I talk to myself just to hear a voice
I got eyes in the back, my finger to the wind
I can't sleep I had the dream again
Got a crackhead killer out of my hood
No matter what they say, it ain't all good
I learned in jail, fire is your friend
Got blood money, turned a fire bug in
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I walk these streets with open eyes
Searching for some truth and cutting through the lies
Hustler, gambler, soldier, spy
I am a catcher in the ghetto rye
in the rye, in the rye
Hustler, gambler, soldier, spy
I am a catcher in the ghetto rye
These hands are the hands of a killin man
I know where I've been, I know what I am
The battle may be over but the war has just begun
and I'm always outnumbered, always outgunned
outgunned, outgunned
ANOTHER SOUL (BLASHEMY & EUPHORIA)
Music and Lyrics by David Blake
Copyright 2002
Do you think I'm not alone
Do you think that I don't hide
Do you think I'm self-contained
and live life upon a throne
Pouring out my soul like coffee
The moon is full but the son still hides
Just like Jesus taught me
Lust is cold and love must die
I seek a carnival of terror
Where nothing's what it seems
A house of dementia
and a bedroom full of dreams
Do you hear it in the distance
There's music in the night
The bells they are ringing...
Another soul has lost the fight
Another soul has lost the...
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My disease grows worse each day
Some days I barely move
I bleed and curse and pray but
These walls are like a tomb
The night is so inviting
The strangers gather there
In black and red and virgin white
They only hide despair
I've become what I hated
Forgotten who I am
Yet you seem so elated
To know one of the damned
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ME & THE GHOST OF GYPSY ROSE LEE
Music by Jeff Wire Mick James and David Blake
Lyrics by Jeff Wire and David Blake
Copyright 2002
Everytime you turn your back on me
A little piece of me goes
Never thought I'd be your one and only
But then whoever knows
You don't listen to reason
You never do what you're told
Switching habits with the change of seasons
Dead at 20 years old
Where do all the party girls go
I know, I know
What is love
but a publicity stunt for the studio
What is making love
but a way to pass the time until the studio calls
Marlyn, I'm not surpised to find, is on the wall
The Goddess from beyond who calls
Her children come, willingly
Just like me and the ghost of Gypsy Rose Lee
You spent time on the front lines
Learning how to read men's minds
So when you're hanging in Rome
You pretend nobody's home
You always loved a challenge
You always went for broke
But I saw a tear in your eye
When you said life's a joke
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Music and Lyrics by David Blake
Copyright 2002
When you move your body has power
I know you sing in the shower
I know your hands go below your belt
and I want to feel what you have felt
See I got burned when I was young
And I never forgot how bad it stung
Now I'm older, a wiser man
And I got my own master plan
So clap your feet and stomp your hands
Give in to me and my demands
'Cause I got rhyme and I got reason
to live my life as a life of treason
I! I got rhyme, and I! I got reason
to live my life
as a life of treason
From smooth to rough I run the gamut
I can ease it in and I can slam it
From women to girls I run the gauntlet
Get what I want, and then I flaunt it
See I ain't bought and I ain't sold
I broke all records and I broke the mold
Everywhere I go the legends told
I get them hot and leave them cold
So feel my bass like dragon's breath
It purifies like sex and death
Like Don Juan and Belladonna
Vanessa del Rio in a sauna
Like Astaire my timing's right
Like the Marque de Sade on a Saturday night
Like Romeo and Robert Johnson
I live for love but got no conscience
but I got rhyme and I got reason
to live my life as a life of treason
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Music by Mick James
Lyrics by David Blake
Copyright 2002
I'm a classic case of rock and roll
I've forgotten more than you'll ever know
How the hell do I know so much
I got an old soul and a magic touch
In for the long haul, I'll tell you what for
I'm old school, hard core
Nothing to lose and nothing to prove
Old school, I'm a dinosaur
Ain't no fool like an old fool
'n baby I'm old school
Say what you will for modern man
It takes roots to know where you stand
All the young bloods will have their time
I got old world charm and I'm in my prime
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