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You Know More Than I Know John Cale But us, like other angry whores Discuss what steps were made before You don't need them anymore You know more than I know You know more than I know You know more than I know Instead, we read the morning Mary John Cale You want to call me Sam You want to call me Freddy If you call me anything it's fine it's fine You want to call me Manuel You don't know why You don't know why You don't have to call me Mary I'll be fine Fear Is A Man's Best Friend John Cale Standing waiting for a man to show Wide eyed one eye fixed on the door This waiting's killing me, it's wearing me down Day in day out, my feet are burning holes in the ground Darkness warmer than a bedroom Living With You John Cale I've got four walls and a roof Gonna put the roof on top I've got glass for the windows We'll have windows to look thru Cuz this is living This is living with you Cuz this is living This is living with Zen John Cale at us out of the dark Scrambling to be recognised before tearing themselves apart It's zen and the art of Bollywood Heroes turning on a spit The lovers unable to resolve a pre-historic bitch We don't know Darling I Need You John Cale Where were you, where were you? When I needed you to see me through? Mr. Wilson John Cale I believe you Mr Wilson I believe the things you say And I'm always thinking of you When I hear your music play And you know it's true That Wales is not like California in any way And when I listen to Cable Hogue John Cale Traffic moving slowly monday morning Money talks, people hoping Cable hogue where've you been Cable hogue where've you been Something inside me tells me you won't show I know you're carrying heat What China Sea John Cale like you're always dreaming Your mind is wandering far away Thinking 'bout your boy in China A junkie on the China Sea Oh your mother told me so You're gonna be all right Don't let your heart get broken You Outta The Bag John Cale Letting the cat outta the bag you're gonna find a good home Letting the cat outta the bag You can't always have it your way Letting the cat outta the bag I know it wasn't what you wanted to hear You got I Wanna Talk 2 U John Cale Enter the city on the night I felt that something's wrong Building were empty Lights were out And we were running lost I heard you whisper in my ear That you were coming back this year Looking to make Soulin J.J. Cale I sure like your movin' It's got me to groovin' I can't wait a minute You can't condescending Your slow rollin', rollin' You got me to soulin' It's worth more than money So get down on it, honey Just keep Black Rose John Cale "Everybody melting but the heat just won't affect ya Backlot Casanovas and Black Russian defectors Are here to take your picture away I know you don't have space left on your windowsill Black rose Guts John Cale in the corner Quite operatic in its self disgust It blew him all over the living room floor Like parrot shit, parrot spit, parrot shit was shot Now suppose it was someone familiar Someone we all would know Woman John Cale You're ignorant, you're cool You never learnt to say you're sorry A woman in my past is living on pins and needles Oh, oh Oh, oh Its all my fault Oh, oh Oh, oh What's a fool to do A woman in my past A The Sleeper John Cale Your mailbox is always empty And your landlord always complains And you try to forget your past But it's just adding to your pain And it's time for one more cigarette Yes, I slept on your satin pillows Leaving It Up To You John Cale And it's sordid how life goes on When I could take you apart And if you give me half a chance I'd do it now, I'd do it now, right now, you fascist I know we could all feel safe like Sharon Tate We could Sold Motel John Cale something for nothing in the inner mind ooh – get up Beach blanket bourgeois sunning themselves miles of logic and nonsense ooh – get up Send out the messenger pick up the word wild Tchapoutoulas have you Amsterdam John Cale She's back from Amsterdam And I think the journey did her well Her face has lost it's touch The tell tale signs of loneliness inside But I love her still And need her company still more Come Ship Of Fools John Cale a Christian rider The black book, a grappling hook A hangman's noose on a burnt out tree Guess we must be getting close to Tombstone The last time we had eaten Was when the flies were going for free You Charlemagne John Cale court A quartermaster, quite a man, a mistress of the line Has found a last cent avenue of pain A Mardi Gras just passed this way a while ago Making hungry people of us all Along the Mississippi you Things John Cale tongue in your mouth You'd be doing it (doing the thing) Doing it (doing the thing) Doing it (doing the thing) The thing you'd do in Denver when you're dead A month is a Saturday, Wednesday is a week I Things X John Cale do in Denver when you're dead A month is a Saturday, Wednesday's a week I saw the way you looked at her Charlie Brown good grief She pulled you into the shadows and taught you how to love Patted you on Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night John Cale Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Satisfied John Cale There's been a nightly visit for such a long time Because of you It's got all the hallmarks of a classic affair That we all know It may suprise us still – for both of us until You'll be wondering at it Sudden Death John Cale of Justice looks so tired The gunman on the roof picks his target carefully The last thing they expected to see was sudden death The army was on full alert, watching everything Trying hard not to look you Emily John Cale Oh Emily, I'd love to be Down by the sea with you Having tea with you Walking hand in hand On the shifting sands Maybe we'll love again Maybe we'll love again Soon the time will come When we must say Goodbye Magritte John Cale "I forgotten how often we saw Magritte He's been much on my mind these days Often we saw Magritte Inside a canvas of blue saturated with beauty In a web of glass Pinned to the edges of vision There's a Ghost Story John Cale Gallagher did The same old thing every time Gave up, more empty cups They were tired and hungry for nights. I Know (I Know) (Remastered 2010) John Lennon The years have passed so quickly One thing I've understood I am only learning To tell the trees from wood I know what's coming down And I know where it's coming from And I know and I'm sorry yes I am But