Standard (EADGBE)

Are we still on the phone=20

With lady Anna Clarke and her trumpet solo?

Whose ghost sings for pay

In the blue billiard room of the Monterey

For room and for board

And the back door key is a 19th century civil war sword

Once owned by John Booth

=20

And he misplaced his script when he caught his leather boot

This could be the shining hour

Based on all this mad belief

In money oil and angel powder

=09

In the new age magazine=20

There=92s a hole in the wall

Behind the photograph of Al Capone

He=92s sittin=92 down at city hall

The police they peek through here

And they watch you get dressed in the two-way mirror

But it=92s all in good spirits

And if you close eyes you can=92t help, help but to hear =91em move

This could be the shining hour

Based on all this mad belief

In the money oil and angel powder

In the new age magazine

I propose a toast

To the memory of the horse who carried King Tut and his gold

Into the sun

He collapsed last summer from a heat stroke somewhere in the east=20

village, oh=20

And it kills me to think

That I=92m no longer living

Just looking for excuses to dink

So lift up your glass

And your Ouija board =91cause I=92m fading, fading, fading fast

Jupiter And Teardrop

Just a girl who can=92t say no

And her sweetheart on parole

Parents named her Jupiter

=09

To bless her with a lucky soul

He=92s a boy who never cried

When they lock him up inside

And she nicknamed him her Teardrop

For the tattoo by his eye

Now she=92s sleepin=92 in her bed

And he=92s sleepin=92 in her bed

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

She divines by radio

Pushing buttons show to show

And she wonders =91bout the fate of=20

Lovers in the barrio=20

She forgets after awhile

When she tune in on the dial

Jackie Wilson=92s =91Lonely Teardrops=92

As she drive another mile

Now she=92s sleepin=92 in her bed

And he=92s sleepin=92 in her bed

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

Solo

And they want to have a child

Walk together down the aisle

But they live in is mean

And it=92s built on sheer denial

The phone rings, it=92s for her

"I gotta see you, Jupiter"

"I=92m in trouble with the law"

"Bring my 38-caliber"

Now she=92s sleepin=92 in her bed

As she pulls the phone plug dead

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop, oh

And it=92s Jupiter and Teardrop

And it=92s Jupiter and Tear...

And it=92s Jupiter and Tear...

Outro

=20

=09

Fuzzy

Bring me home

To this house of many days

Just lay me on the floor

Hard and cool as slate

You know I love it more and more

Than before I ran away

It triggers off so many hurts

Hurtful words and broken plates

I've been lied to

Now I'm Fuzzy

I've been lied to

All and all

The world is small enough for both of us

To meet upon the interstate

Waiting on a train

And just when those big arms lift up

Fall in love with no time to say it

And I would have liked to

Now I'm Fuzzy

I would have liked to

Now I'm fuzzy

Fuzzy now

Here we are

In our car

Driving down the street

We're looking for a place to stop

Have a bite to eat

We hunger for a bit of faith

To replace the fear

We water like a dead bouquet

It does no good does it dear

And I've been lied to

Now I'm Fuzzy

We've been lied to

Now we're Fuzzy

Fuzzy now

Lied to

Wish You Well

Intro

=20

I see the end

I see the end of time

>From the widow=92s walk I feel the undertow

It grows

And my fishin=92 pole like a willow=20

=20

Bends toward the blackest hole

See the film

See the black and whites

Circle stationed

Stupid to the tape that rolls =20

My soul recieves another blow

>From the flashlight of the city hat line

=09

I wish you well

Tell you that it can be helped

=09

Told you it can be helped

I see the bad dreams that you speak about

And all the things you bring to light are coming down now

Everybody hit the ground

Fear is on the march

And in the lost and found

These are the times to read between the lines

Yea, my truck runneth over false prophet signs

And road blocks

I wish you well

Tell you that it can be helped

Told you it can be helped

Told you it can be helped

Newspaper cloaks to wrap the truth

Propagand-acid droppin=92 the youth

It=92s easy to see

Like pullin=92 a tooth

No one in line at the ballot booth

The dragon down south may blow some smoke

Even the jester is drummin=92 up votes

They talk about building morale and hope

They=92re just bulding bigotry

A better rope

One you can't break

One you can=92t even see

Once made of paper and policies

I wish you well

Tell you that it can be helped

Told you it can be helped

It can be helped

Oh, but it can be helped

The Hook

Intro & verse:

=09

There's one thing I tell you friend

I don=92t believe in supermen

=09

Who fly through the clouds above the rest

I don=92t believe in the best

And I never wanted to fight with you

=09

That=92s just the last thing I wanted to do

=09

But you=92re so afraid to look at love

=09

You=92ve got to let it all go, this cut-above stuff

=91Cause this is the hook that drags you

=09

This is the hook in the crook of your neck

It=92s the hook that snags you

This is the hook

And there's one thing I tell you friend

All of our trials are gonna come to an end

And you and I we=92re gonna fall

Like we never had stood on this little earth at all

=91Cause this is the hook that drags you

This is the hook in the crook of neck

It=92s the hook snags you

This is the hook in the crook of your neck

It=92s the hook that drags you

This is the hook

Solo

--]

--]

Grant plays a bit more but it=92s a bit too soft to figure out (for me=20

anyway).

Soft Wolf Tread

(Lyrically, this is one of my favorite Grant Lee Buffalo songs)

=09

The soft wolf tread through Emerald Forest

He was looking to make a bed

There in the spindly thicket, softly did he tread

The soft wolf tread, he sure was starved

And through his silver coat his ribs shone sharply carved

The hand that feeds was pickin' weeds

And he sure looked starved

Up comes Hood

He=92s beautiful as a sirloin steak to a pit bull chained up

=20

It's to good to see such an old friend again, such an old friend again,=20

such an old friend again

Then he said "Dear Hood, what brings you to this neck of the woods?"

"With your scarlet cape and your basket full o=92 grapes, what lures you =

to=20

the woods?"

The soft wolf tread the clearing

And he's nervously tugging on his earring

He talked, "How good. Such an old friend again, such an old friend=20

again, such an old friend again.=94

Bridge

And then he spun a twisted tale=20

About a child who cries his name so many times

That even when he yelled no one ever came

The soft wolf tread

The soft wolf tread

And he tread and tread and tread and tread

Such an old friend again, such an old friend, such an old friend again

Stars N=92 Stripes

Intro

=09

Steel mill streets, overrun

=09

The ghosts of cars in the yard

=20

Sunflower speaks of a one, of a one

Engines purr up above

=09

=09

The L train roars like a love, like a love

I can hide in you and your chestnut hair

I confide in you, whisper in your ear

When the earth is ripe, all the worms wake up

In their stars and stripes and their swastikas

There=92s a cure in sight, set your soul at ease

For the red and white and the blue disease

String us along

String us along=20

String us along

Got you on the handycam, fits in my hand

Got you on the handycam

Got on the handycam, fits in my hand=20

Sits in my hand, see my green light

I got you on the handycam, fits in my hand=20

Got on you the handycam

Got you on my handycam, fits in my hand

Sits in my hand, see my...

I got you on the handycam, fits in my hand

Got you on the handycam, green light

I got you on the handycam, fits in my hand

Sits in my hand, see my green light

I got you on the handycam, fits in my hand

Got you on the handycam, green light

I got on my handycam, got you on my handycam

My my

Down in my soul

Moon River flows

And flows=20

All my trials, all my trials

Will halt

Dixie Drug Store

Intro

It was muggy July, around supper time when I pulled into New Orleans

I got dropped off at South Rampart Street, I was hungry for a plate of=20

greens

=09

I made my down the banquette where I could see an open door

An overhead sign made of painted pine read =91The Dixie Drug Store=92

Peppers and roots were hangin=92 from the rafters above

There oils and sprays all on display, for money, luck and for love

I reached down to pick one up but a dark hand grabbed my arm

And before I could see just who it was, she said "You don=92t want that=

=20

charm."

"The last man to walk that thing outta here just up and disappeared."

"They found his wallet and his wing-tip shoes near a tombstone down in=20

Algiers."

"What you need my travelin=92 friend is a place to wash your jeans,"=20

"And I wouldn=92t be the least surprised if you were hungry for a plate o=

=92=20

greens."

She beckoned me on up the stairs =91cause she=92d done made up her mind

She said: "Take off your hat and kick off your boots and leave your pride=

=20

behind."

She took me down to a secret place in the bayou of her blankets

She offered to share her bourbon, I thanked her then I drank it

Through a small crack in the ceiling burst the Louisiana moon

It shone down on our bodies and we began to croon

Like a couple o=92 coyotes we were howlin=92 through the night

And I swear they were beatin=92 those congo drums outside

We laughed until the morning, by then my pants had dried

I picked up my hat and pulled on my boots and I gathered up my pride

I figured she had done slipped out, I couldn=92t see her anywhere

And I set out to find her and I headed on downstairs

I got down to the bottom and I couldn=92t believe my eyes: gone were all=20

the bottles and the remedy supplies

I shouted out for Mary, I darted out the door

An old man on the wooden porch said: "What you in there for?"

"Son, you got no business, the hoodoo store=92s been closed. Long as I=20

remember, a century I suppose."

" But, mister, I just spent the night with a young girl named Laveau."

He said: "The widow Paris done had a little laugh on you."

I said: "You mean to tell me that was the Voodooin'?"

He nodded, "Yes, none other - the Queen o=92 New Orleans."

=20

America Snoring

Intro

G[- 2------2-----2-----2--] =20

I hear America snoring

I hear America snoring

Did you see it on TV, or in your own backyard?

=09

Gate's LAPD and they called the National Guard

And then the tanks came rolling down Sunset Boulevard

=09

And I hear America snoring

They wanna legislate the moon

They wanna legislate the womb

They wanna legislate all the things they hate

They wanna legislate this tune

And I hear America snoring

I hear America snoring

I hear America snoring, snoring

Give wind time to blow, the rooster to crow

Plug my ears and I hear America

Solo

See the shoemaker and his shoes

Silver needle, thread and glue

He=92s closin=92 up the shop

Move it all to Timbuktu

Where the labor force is cheap and the rivers there run deep

And I hear America snoring

I hear America snoring, snoring

I hear America snoring

Grace

Intro & Verse riff:

If I was the Lone Ranger hidin=92 behind a mask

There wouldn=92t be any danger to the questions I ask

Whatcha say Pocahontas, trade in your feathers and beads

For an electric blanket and a packet o=92 cigs

=09

"You bet", that=92s what she said

If I had me a needle for every bubble I popped

Bind =91em all like one, you would hear that pin drop

Like a gunshot, like a shot

If I was a world leader, I would not mislead the world

I would not miss anything

Miss America knows that it=92s only a pagaent, that=92s it=92s only a sho=

w

Isn=92t any film in the camera, these aren=92t even my clothes

No, no, no, no, Miss America knows

You remember Houdini, not a shackle could hold

Cut a trapdoor into heaven to escape growin=92 old

Guess he just couldn=92t hack it, bundled up for the cold

Double-breasted straightjacket, French handcuffs of gold

No, no, no, no, he escaped grown=92 old

You Just Have To Be Crazy

You just have to be crazy, don=92t you?

You just have to be out of your mind

You just have to be crazy, don=92t you?

You just have to be

True or not

True or not

You just have to be touched, don=92t you?

You just have tobe tapped on the head

You just have to be crazy, don=92t you?

You just have to be

True or not

True or not

True or not

You just have...

You just have to be be starry, baby

You just have to be chocolate cake

You just have to be chocolate cake

True or not

True or not

True or not

You just have...