Get Your Wings (1974)

  • 1

    Same Old Song and Dance

    Get yourself cooler
    Lay yourself low
    Coincidental murder
    With nothing to show
    When the judge,
    Constipation will go to his head
    And his wife's aggravation
    You'll soon end up dead

    It's the same old story
    Same Old Song And Dance, my friend
    It's the same old story
    Same Old Song And Dance, my friend

    Gotcha with the cocaine
    Found with your gun

    (Alt. You shady lookn' loser
    you played with my gun)

    No smooth-faced lawyer
    To get ya undone
    Say, love ain't the same
    On the south side of town
    You could look
    But you ain't gonna find it around

    It's the same old story
    Same Old Song And Dance, my friend
    It's the same old story
    Same old story
    Same Old Song And Dance

    Fate comes a-knockin'
    Doors start lockin'
    Your old time connection
    Change your direction
    Ain't gonna change it
    Can't rearrange it
    Can't stand the pain
    And it's all the same to you, my friend

    When you're low down and dirty
    From walkin' the street
    With your old hurdy gurdy
    No one to meet
    Said, love ain't the same
    On the south side of town
    You could look
    But you ain't gonna find it around

    It's the same old story
    Same Old Song And Dance, my friend
    It's the same old story
    Same old story
    Same Old Song And Dance

  • 2

    Lord of the Thighs

    Down to who knows who just to socialize
    I'm waitin' for my girls, when you caught my eyes
    You got your ways to make a man
    Honey, you got to understand
    I'm your man, child, Lord Of The Thighs

    Well, well, Lordie my God
    What do we got here
    She's flashin' 'cross the floor
    Make it perfectly clear
    You're the bait and you're the hook
    Someone bound to take a look
    I'm your man, child, Lord Of The Thighs

    You must have come here to find me
    You've got the look in your eyes
    Although you really don't mind it
    I am the Lord Of Your Thighs

    You must have come here to find me
    You've got the look in your eyes
    Although you really don't mind it
    I am the Lord Of Your Thighs

  • 3

    Spaced

    Spaced in time
    Child of nine
    Doin' twenty years on the way
    Fire and steel
    Earth unreal
    Find another planet to stay
    Papa died
    Ma survived
    Tellin' me about her ordeal
    And the soul she could not feel
    'cause they made her so unreal
    Lightnin' years
    Disappears
    Twenty million years on my brain
    Synthesize
    Overrides
    Tryin' to keep from goin' insane
    And my soul i can not feel
    'cause they made me so unreal
    Spaced enough to know i feel there's nothin' out there
    Spaced enough to know i feel i really don't care
    Spaced enough to feel i'm really losin' my mind
    And i'm never ever goin' back
    I'm off the track
    No one even knows i'm alive
    Spaced
    Without a trace
    Waitin' for the word to arrive
    I'm the last man to survive

  • 4

    Woman of the World

    Well she's a woman of the world, and god she knows it
    She'll turn my head every time she shows it
    Yeah, nothin' you can do, nothin' you can say
    No way you can try to change her way
    She might be gone tomorrow, honey say what you gotta say
    Lordy what a woman
    How ya feelin'
    Well i tried so hard to please her
    She'd give me a look if i beg to tease her
    There's nothin' you can say, nothin' you can do
    No way you can try to coochie coo
    She might be gone tomorrow, oh lordy what you gonna do?
    And i tried with an open hand and a heart of sorrow
    Hoped that everything would be alright
    Don't save too much lovin' for tomorrow
    Get out all your lovin' here tonight
    She got big-eyed cats, she got coats of sable
    She seats forty-four at her dinner table
    And there's nothin' you can do, nothin' you can say
    No way you can try to change her way
    She might be gone tomorrow, oh throwin' it all away

  • 5

    S.O.S. (Too Bad)

    Stagecoach lady, hourglass body
    Makin' things glow in the night
    Well, she would if she could
    And she'd be good if she would
    Only be a lover, she'd be out tonight

    'Cause I'm a bad
    Lonely school boy
    And I'm a rat
    And it's too bad
    Can't get me none of that

    Salt Lake City, salt-lickin' biddies
    Bogus honey stinkin' of gin
    Well my daddy was hard
    His face was pretty scarred
    From kickin' ass to playin' poker to win

    'Cause I'm a bad
    Lonely school boy
    And I'm a rat
    And it's too bad
    Can't get me none of that

    It's too bad

    It's too bad
    Can't get me none of that

    Loose old lady
    My mama Katy
    Chivalry was born at her feet
    Well she should have thought twice
    When Pa shot his dice
    The night she put my daddy to sleep

    'Cause I'm a bad
    Lonely school boy
    And I'm a rat
    And it's too bad
    Can't get me none of that

    It's too bad
    Lord, it's too bad
    I said it's too bad
    Lord, it's too bad

    (Repeat)

  • 6

    Train Kept a-Rollin'

    Well on a train, I met a dame
    She rather handsome
    We kinda look the same
    She was pretty
    From New York City
    I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
    I'm in heat, I'm in love
    But I just couldn't tell her so

    (Chorus)

    I said, Train Kept A Rollin' all night long
    Train Kept A Rollin' all night long
    Train Kept A Rollin' all night long
    Train Kept A Rollin' all night long
    With a heave, and a ho
    But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no

    Well, get along
    Sweet little woman get along
    On your way
    Well, get along
    Sweet little woman get along
    On your way
    I'm in heat, I'm in love
    But I just couldn't tell her so, no, no, no

    Well on a train, I met a dame
    She rather handsome
    We kinda looked the same
    She was pretty
    From New York City
    I'm walkin' down that old fair lane
    I'm in heat, I'm in love
    But I just couldn't tell her so

    (Chorus)

    Well, get along
    Sweet little woman get along
    On your way
    Well, get along
    Sweet little woman get along
    On your way
    I'm in heat, I'm in love
    But I just couldn't tell her

    Well, we made a stop in Albuquerque
    She musta thought
    I was a real cool jerk
    Got off the train, and put her hands up
    Lookin' so good, I couldn't let her go
    But I just couldn't tell her so

    (Chorus)

    I'm in heat, I'm in love
    But I just couldn't tell her

  • 7

    Seasons of Wither

    Blues hearted lady sleepy was she
    Love for the devil brought her to me
    Seeds of a thousand drawn to her sin
    Seasons of Wither old in the end

    Ooh woe is me I feel so badly for you
    Ooh woe is me I feel so sadly for you
    In time bound to lose your mind
    Live on borrowed time
    Take the wind right out of your sail

    Fireflies dance in the heat of
    Hound dogs that bay at the moon
    My ship leaves in the midnight
    Can't say I'll be back too soon

    she awakens far far away
    Heat of my candle show me the way
    Seeds of a thousand drawn to her sin
    Seasons of Wither old in the end

    Ooh woe is me I feel so badly for you
    Ooh woe is me I feel so sadly for you
    In time bound to lose your mind
    Live on borrowed time
    Take the wind right out of your sail

  • 8

    Pandora's Box

    When I'm in heat
    Someone gets a notion
    I jump to my feet
    I hoof it to the ocean
    We hit a beach
    Where no one gives a hoot
    Nobody never ever wears a suit
    The ladies there
    They look so proud
    That's 'cause they know
    That they've been so well endowed

    Now, I ain't much
    For Fannie's conversation
    Or care to much
    About her operation
    But every time Pandora comes my way
    I get high
    Can't explain the sensation
    To get it on
    I gotta watch what I say
    Or I'll catch hell
    From the women's liberation

    (Chorus)

    Sweet Pandora
    God-like aura
    Smell like a flora
    Open up your door-a for me
    Sweet Pandora
    God-like aura
    Smell like a flora
    Open up your door-a for me
    Sweet Pandora
    Mama crack a smile for me
    Just for me, just for me
    Just for me, just for me
    Just for me, just for me
    Just for me

    Now I ain't what
    You'd call a city slicker
    Or claim to fame
    To be a slitty licker

    But every time Pandora comes my way
    I get high
    Can't explain the sensation
    To get it on
    I gotta watch what I say
    Or I'll catch hell
    From the women's liberation

    (Chorus)