Ma Baker / Rasputin

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  • Freeze I’m ma Baker
    Put your hands in the air and give me all your money
    This is the story of ma Baker the meanest cat from old Chicago town
    She was the meanest cat
    In old Chicago town
    She was the meanest cat
    She really mowed them down
    She had no heart at all
    No no no heart at all
    She was the meanest cat
    For she was really tough
    She left her husband flat
    He wasn’t tough enough
    She took her boys along
    ‘Cause they were mean and strong
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    She taught her four sons
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    To handle their guns
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    She never could cry
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    But she knew how to die
    They left a trail of crime
    Across the USA
    And when one boy was killed
    She really made them pay
    She had no heart at all
    No no no heart at all
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    She taught her four sons
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    To handle their guns
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    She never could cry
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    But she knew how to die
    She met a man she liked
    She thought she’d stay with him
    One day he informed on them
    They did away with him
    She didn’t care at all
    Just didn’t care at all
    Here is a special bulletin
    Ma Baker is the FBI’s most wanted woman
    Her photo is hanging on every post office wall
    If you have any information about this woman
    Please contact the nearest police station
    Don’t anybody move the money or your lives
    One day they robbed a bank
    It was last foray
    The cops appeared to soon
    They couldn’t get away
    With all the loot they had
    It made them mighty mad
    And so they shot it out
    Ma Baker and her sons
    They didn’t want to hang
    They died with blazing guns
    And so the story ends
    Of one who left no friends
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    She taught her four sons
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    To handle their guns
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    She never could cry
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    But she knew how to die
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    She taught her four sons
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    To handle their guns
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    She never could cry
    Ma ma ma ma
    Ma Baker
    But she knew how to die

    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
    He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
    Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
    But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
    He could preach the Bible like a preacher
    Full of ecstasy and fire
    But he also was the kind of teacher
    Women would desire
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Lover of the Russian queen
    There was a cat that really was gone
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Russia’s greatest love machine
    It was a shame how he carried on
    He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Czar
    But the kazachok he danced really wunderbar
    In all affairs of state he was the man to please
    But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
    For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
    Though she’d heard the things he’d done
    She believed he was a holy healer
    Who would heal her son
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Lover of the Russian queen
    There was a cat that really was gone
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Russia’s greatest love machine
    It was a shame how he carried on
    But when his drinking and lusting
    And his hunger for power
    Became known to more and more people
    The demands to do something
    About this outrageous man
    Became louder and louder
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
    “This man’s just got to go”, declared his enemies
    But the ladies begged, “Don’t you try to do it, please”
    No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
    Though he was a brute, they just fell into his arms
    Then one night some men of higher standing
    Set a trap, they’re not to blame
    “Come to visit us”, they kept demanding
    And he really came
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Lover of the Russian queen
    They put some poison into his wine
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Russia’s greatest love machine
    He drank it all and said, “I feel fine”
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Lover of the Russian queen
    They didn’t quit, they wanted his head
    Ra ra Rasputin
    Russia’s greatest love machine
    And so they shot him ’til he was dead
    Oh, those Russians

Tiny Dancer

Blue-jean baby
L.A. lady
Seamstress for the band
Pretty-eyed
Pirate smile
You’ll marry a music man
Ballerina
You must’ve seen her
Dancing in the sand
And now she’s in me
Always with me
Tiny dancer in my hand
Jesus freaks
Out in the street
Handing tickets out for God
Turning back
She just laughs
The boulevard is not that bad
Piano man
He makes his stand
In the auditorium
Looking on
She sings the songs
The words she knows
The tune she hums
But oh, how it feels so real
Lying here, with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer, tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
Hold me closer, tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
Blue-jean baby
L.A. Lady
Seamstress for the band
Pretty-eyed
Pirate smile
You’ll marry a music man
Ballerina
You must have seen her
Dancing in the sand
Now she’s in me
Always with me
Tiny dancer in my hand
Oh, oh, how it feels so real
Lying here, with no one near
Only you, and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
Hold me closer, tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
Hold me closer, tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today

You Make Me Happy

Nothin’ in your pocket, something up your sleeve
You look right up my alley, coming down my street
The gun goes off at midnight, whistle blows at dawn
Give me half the morning and we’ll carry on
Straight from your hip, make a backbone slip
Right in front of my eyes like a sweet surprise – hey hey hey-yeah
Bet you’re gonna find a little foolin’ on your mind
Soon you’re gonna feel a little tuggin’ on your line
Bet you’re gonna be a little nervous boy
Run for cover and jump for joy
You make me happy without even trying,
You make me happy every time, oh yeah
Gotta roll with the punch, stagger with the kiss
Follow what you feel on a night like this
Gotta raise up your flag, holler in the street
Someone’s throwing roses all around your feet
Straight from your lips, you’re gonna let it slip
It’s there in your eyes so don’t apologize – hey hey hey-yeah
Bet you’re gonna find a little foolin’ on your mind
Soon you’re gonna feel a little tuggin’ on your line
Bet you’re gonna be a little nervous boy
Run for cover and jump for joy
You make me happy without even trying,
You make me happy every time, oh yeah
Hey hey hey-yeah
Bet you’re gonna find a little foolin’ on your mind
Soon you’re gonna feel a little tuggin’ on your line
Bet you’re gonna be a little nervous boy, oh
You make me happy every time,
You make me happy without even trying
You make me happy every time, oh yeah…

Take it on the run / Keep On Loving You

Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from another you been messin’ around
They say you got a boyfriend
You’re out late every weekend
They’re talkin’ about you and it’s bringin’ me down
But I know the neighborhood
And talk is cheaper when the story is good
And the tales grow taller on down the line
But I’m telling you, babe
That I don’t think it’s true, babe
And even if it is, keep this in mind
You take it on the run, baby
If that’s the way you want it, baby
Then I don’t want you around
I don’t believe it
Not for a minute
You’re under the gun
So you take it on the run
You’re thinking up your white lies
You’re putting on your bedroom eyes
You say you’re coming home but you won’t say when
But I can feel it coming
If you leave tonight, keep running
And you need never look back again
You take it on the run, baby
If that’s the way you want it, baby
Then I don’t want you around
I don’t believe it
Not for a minute
You’re under the gun
So you take it on the run
Take it on the run, baby
If that’s the way you want it, baby
Then I don’t want you around
I don’t believe it
Not for a minute
You’re under the gun
So you take it on the run
Take it on the run, baby
If that’s the way you want it, baby
Then I don’t want you around
I don’t believe it
Not for a minute
You’re under the gun
So you take it on the run
Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from a friend who
Heard it from another you been messin’ around

You should have seen by the look in my eyes, baby
There was somethin’ missin’
You should have known by the tone of my voice, maybe
But you didn’t listen
You played dead, but you never bled
Instead you laid still in the grass, all coiled up and hissin’
And though I know all about those men
Still I don’t remember
‘Cause it was us
Baby, way before then, and we’re still together
And I meant
Every word I said
When I said that I loved you I meant that I loved you forever
And I’m gonna keep on lovin’ you
‘Cause it’s the only thing I want to do
I don’t want to sleep, I just want to keep on lovin’ you
And I meant
Every word I said
When I said that I loved you I meant that I loved you forever
And I’m gonna keep on lovin’ you
‘Cause it’s the only thing I want to do
I don’t want to sleep, I just want to keep on lovin’ you
Baby, I’m gonna keep on loving you
‘Cause it’s the only thing I wanna do
I don’t want to sleep, I just want to keep on lovin’ you

You Belong to the City

AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION PARTIES:

The sun goes down the night rolls in
You can feel it starting all over again
The moon comes up and the music calls
You’re getting tired of staring at the same four walls
You’re out of your room and down on the street
You can feel the crowds in the midnight heat
The traffic roars the sirens scream
Look at the faces it’s just like a dream
Nobody knows where you’re going
Nobody cares where you’ve been
‘Cause you belong to the city
You belong to the night
Living in a river of darkness beneath the neon light
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It’s in your moves, it’s in your blood
You’re a man of the street
When you said goodbye you were on the run
Tryin’ to get away from the things you’d done
Now you’re back again and you’re feeling strange
So much has happened but nothing has changed
Still don’t know where you’re going
You’re still just a face in the crowd
You belong to the city
You belong to the night
Living in a river of darkness beneath the neon light
You were born in the city
Concrete under your feet
It’s in your blood, it’s in your moves
For a man of the streets
You can feel it
You can taste it
You can see it
You can face it
You can hear it
You’re getting near it
You’re wanna make it
‘Cause you can take it
You belong to the city
You belong to the night
You belong to the city
You belong to the night
You belong
You belong

Surf’s Up

[Verse]
The waves are pounding on the sand tonight
I want to take your hand and make it feel so right
I know I’m ready and I’ll never be like this again

And the sky is trembling and the moon is pale
We’re on the edge of forever and we’re never gonna fail
I know you’re ready and we’re running on the back of the wind

[Chorus]
And my body is burning like a naked wire
I wanna turn on the juice, I wanna fall in the fire
I’m gonna drown in the ocean and the bottomless sea
I wanna give you what I’m hoping you’ll be giving to me
And when the waves are pounding on the sand tonight
I wanna take your hand and make it good and make it right
And now the sky is trembling, and the moon is pale
We’re on the edge of forever and we’re never gonna fail, no!

How hard
How hard
How hard do I gotta try?

Surf’s up
Surf’s up
Surf’s up and so am I
Surf’s up
And so am I