All of the tracks below can be found on
the album "Bourbon Vibes".
All lyrics (c) van Tol/van Staveren
except for Willin' (c) George Lowell
Dirty Man (The ballad of Rick Rococco)
Sweet Mary Jane
Ages
Feeling Good
Adultery
Crossroads
Hell is a place
Willin'
Shotgun
Dirty man (The ballad of Rick Rococco)
My face keeps looking better
when I'm sitting at the bar
The women all seem eager
and in my head i have them all
Come over here sweet momma,
come and sit upon my knee
I can see you're bored and lonesome
so come on just let it be
I one have a little girl before I hit the sack
I wanna fuck your brains out
but o please don't tell your dad
Your father is in the drunktank,
pretty soon they let him out
and the man is so damn forwards,
there'll be bullets flying around
Dirty man o drunk man
Look at what you do
Dirty man o drunk man
The problem it is you
Dirty man o drunk man
Look at what you are
How do ya like them apples?
My face keeps looking better
when I'm sitting
at the bar
The women all seem eager
and in my head i have them all
Come over here sweet momma,
come and sit upon my lap
I can see you're bored and lonesome
so come on just let cut the crap
Sweet Mary Jane
Got a thing with fame
Why is it so she's not at my show?
She's got a lean shaped body with legs that gleam
an underaged genuine sexmachine
A young child's mouth ain't hard to feed
She gets more than enough
from the bands that she meets
I heard some mean, mean rumour
'bout the size of your bed
You treat all of the boys with a great lack of respect
Is it voodoo, black magic, witchcraft or just
Your lean shaped body with those legs that gleam?
I don't understand the constant knock on the door
And every time I open: blood on the floor
No sleep for ages, ages of pain
Rubbing that sour spot
All over all over all over and again again again
Look at the the sky
The moon falls down unto the floor of my room
Your time is up
I pull you down to the core of my world
My world it don't turn, the streets are all on fire
I cannot explane the fresh blood on my hands
The terrifying nightmares I don't understand
No sleep for ages
Must feel pain
Rubbing that sour spot
My world it don't turn I set my soul on fire
Waking up easy, the smell of honeydew.
It's early in the morning and I got nothing to do.
And my first zip of coffee and the first sniff of cocain,
it makes me look into the mirror
and decide it's a perfect day
Women's liberation is getting out of hand
And I'm just a poor boy and I'm working on the land
and my own soul possessions are the ones I truly need.
And I look into the mirror
and decide it's a perfect day.
Hobos in the alleys, crackheads lying on the street
Girl stands on the corner, he's fifty-four she's seventeen.
And her humiliation and her first sniff of cocain
it makes me look into the mirror
and decide it's a perfect day
I'm feeling good today, I won.
On the top of the hillOne last zip of bourbon
although I'm realy ill
I have lived a full life in search of a cheap thrill
And the sun stands where the moon stood
and the day will turn to night
And I still look into the mirror
'cause I ain't afraid to die
Well, I guess that I was wrong.
I've been blind for too darn long. Because you see..
You've always been the girl for me.
Adultery.
Well, love is all I seek.
I realy tried to love you, but the flesh is weak.
Because you see.. You've always been too kind to me.
Well, my life was one big shopping-spree
I hope you can forgive me Anne-Mary Because you see..
You've always been the girl for me
Adultery
I'm on a crossroad
Too many signs too many roads i don't belong
I can't go back now
I must move on
Where am i going ?
Too many lines to cover up the tracks
Ain't going back now. I must move on
My future may look insecure but my past has made me strong
I made my choice now
I did just what the old man said
don't take the road that's heading back
Back to index
Hell is a place
Lord don't you come for me
My wife had died before here time
Got four hungry mouths to feed
I don't wanna sine your shoes
I don't wanna sing your song
Lord don't you come
Hell is a place
It's not that I'm affraid
In fact I like to come to meet all of my friends
that died a long long time ago and left me dying here
it makes me realy mad, can't tie up my own neck
i haven't got the strenght to lift my feet up off the ground
Hell is a place
I been whipped by the rain driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't you know
But I'm still willing
Out on the road late last night
Seen my gently Alice in every headlight
Alice Dallas Alice
And I've been to Tuscon to
Tucumcari
Tehachapi
to
Tonopah
Driven every king of rig that's ever been made
Driven the backroads so I wouldn't be weighted
And if you give me weed whites and wine
and you show me a sign
then I'll be willing to be moving
And I've been kicked by the wind robbed by the sleet
and my head stoved in but I'm still on my feet
and I'm still willing I know
I'm leaving this place for a whole better world.
And I'll give you a last kiss goodbye.
Don't know what I'm leaving. Don't know what I'll get,
but I know I must leave you behind.
Oh, what have I done.
How was I to see that the man was armed.
It was not my fault.
If the man stayed still there was no harm done.
And what will become of the girl that I love.
How must I save my own soul... I am lost.
I cannot turn the course
of what went wrong that day.
Please believe me, I would if it was for me to say.
And what will become of the girl that I love.
How must I save my own soul...
I am lost.
