Everytime the Dog Barks John Cale

they always will So hold on to the extraordinary - hold on to the skill And start the easy listening, we're coming home again Stab the back of hell and heroes until we meet again Listen for the

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

Bull-Dog The Shangri-Las

I`m in love with the pretiest boy in the USA. Hey, what`dya say? Hey, what`dya say I`m in love with the pretiest boy in the USA. What`dya say I said, hey.

Bull Dog The Shangri-Las

I'm in love with the pretiest boy in the USA Hey, what'dya say Hey, what'dya say I'm in love with the pretiest boy in the USA What'dya say I said, hey But his momma bought a dog Just to keep little me

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

Fadeaway Tomorrow John Cale

Well they say that every dog has his day But puppy love was never really my way Hear your voice - am I asleep or awake?

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

The Jeweller John Cale

Very slowly he sipped his tea, not shifting his glance from the thick double spaced printing he read with his jeweller's eye Engrossed in his corner, he passed onto the other inhabitants of the room a

The Sleeper John Cale

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 They felt like a second skin You needn't have looked so helpless there I was the

Buffalo Ballet John Cale

When Abilene was young and gay And thunder storms filled up the day The cattle roamed outside the town Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday sun Sleeping in the midday

Things X John Cale

"Elsewhere in the temple the llamas are gearing up To assault a tiger mountain when the sun comes up Deconstructing Hollywood into the sand Putting it back together with a rubber band Legendary failures

Song Of The Valley John Cale

"I roamed the world for love and glory Full-time ambassador of mirth I never thought that I'd be sorry To squander most of my true worth The sun beats down on the valley The waves crash on the shore

Gun John Cale

Me and my partner we work on the run The quick try to get quicker And the creepers get hung Now it's you that got wasted tonight on the job One lost his liquor And the other lost his hand Ten sticky thumb

Guts John Cale

The bugger in the short sleeves fucked my wife Did it quick and split Back home, fresh as a daisy to Maisy, oh Maisy And the twelve-bore it stood in the corner Quite operatic in its self disgust It blew

My Maria John Cale

Shes a simple kind of girl Goes to mass Sees the blood of jesus flow Ohhh maria Ohhh maria Then her mother told her baby how her brother died Streets were fighting and the rivers all ran dry Ohhh maria

Things John Cale

"Elsewhere in the temple the llamas are gearing up To assault a tiger mountain when the sun comes up We sat around whispering in the candle light Missing a game plan for the night Learning about the difference

Sold Motel John Cale

Sold in a motel engraved in the dark The hilfiger needle stabbed me twice in the back ooh – good nite A shadow crawls across my face Blurring my vision in the usual way ooh – good nite Sold motel on the

Turn The Lights On John Cale

A shadow Living in between the me you A gambler Betting we'll be fine in the end Once in a while you'd be wrong Putting your feelings across Freaking me out in the dark Turn the lights on When you see

Save Us John Cale

Save us from the wind that bleeds Save us from the falling rain Save us from the House of God Save us from the wind that bleeds Nothing seems to matter anyway When that wind begins to blow Save us from

Vampire Cafe John Cale

They're setting the tables They're dimming the lights They're leaving the priesthood It's all over tonight 'Cause somebody's missing Somebody's cold You better clean all your windows And sell all your

Ship Of Fools John Cale

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 could count the hardships

Gideon's Bible John Cale

Holding on, with both eyes, to things that don't exist Peering through the cutting wrist, at grand old mother greedy Rolling out the cotton ship, upon the carpet pillow Throttling children callously, a

Reading My Mind John Cale

"I was careful and cautiously optimistic Saving enough for the Cobra on sale downtown Test driving my motor and she was reading my mind Four on the floor hugs the road designated driver tonight Driving

Look Horizon John Cale

"The bears are in the forest The pope's in Rome I'm on a beach in Zanzibar Or at least I'll be here soon What a shame we carry with us The residue of fools Instead of better wisdom And advance tools we

Over Her Head John Cale

"She sees flames in the kitchen it's a vision of hell A sign that madam is not feeling well Like the pigeons in the yard she's getting fat on starch She's cooking for sailors and combing her hair in the

Charlemagne John Cale

The manager is waiting to be paid Along with priests and deacons of his court A quartermaster, quite a man, a mistress of the line Has found a last cent avenue of pain A Mardi Gras just passed

Hello There John Cale

Hooked up on a fishing line, Looking for the break of day I've never been here before anyway Its the line in my feet that's to blame.

Hello, There John Cale

Hooked up on a fishing line, Looking for the break of day I've never been here before anyway Its the line in my feet that's to blame.

Sudden Death John Cale

The conference is over and they're calling out the guard The Minister 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

In A Flood John Cale

You thought you had it covered but you didn't The best you had to offer went up in smoke I heard from other people where you went Down the Mississippi in a flood Somewhere south of Santa Fe it started

Twilight Zone John Cale

"Hanging with dictators in the south of France Checking shipments to le Monde Arabe Obsession with detail precision with terms Remember you're speaking from the TZ Your reputation precedes you now you're

Ski Patrol John Cale

Here comes the ski patrol It comes but once a year On down the mountain side And they'll make sure that we're all right Make sure that we're all right Sure that we're all right Sure that we're all right

Bring it on Up John Cale

Everybody's praying for the rains to come And the snow is gonna fall, down on me Lost up in the desert with a gun in my hand And the locust gonna come to find me.

Archimedes John Cale

"Keep me away form a naked flame I am made of vapor and I will explode There's been something rattling in the closet trying to get out The car antenna's gone missing - it's out there somewhere Cruising

Caravan John Cale

I'm slipping away from planet earth Hand in my pocket full of dirt Shaking all over Shaking all over with the funny stuff Climbing the fens in the Norfolk Broad Waiting for Godot and Niagara Falls Mustn't

Brotherman John Cale

I write reams of this shit every day, I'm not the only one either!

Wasteland John Cale

We're living in a wasteland The soil is cold and damp Volcanoes in the distance Riverbeds run dry You comfort me hold me in the dark A black sea a wind blows The dinosaurs are gone Gave up the ghost of

Barracuda John Cale

Dark woman in the water drowning Sinking in a funny way Black footing full of faces floating Mimicking our final days The ocean will have us all The ocean will have us all Dark woman in a cupboard burning

Scotland Yard John Cale

When the hungry days are gone Then came the hungry nights Holding on to what you've got Standing in the spotlight They'll show you mostly What they want you to see Walking the city at midnight And whistling

Face To The Sky John Cale

She is standing listening to the wind Darkness lifting her face to the sky Her homecoming laughter Swirling around her Dizzy as a top on a chessboard Dizzy as a top on a chessboard Her memories of wild

Zen John Cale

It's midnight and our silver tongued obsessions come 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

The Man Who Couldn't Afford To Orgy John Cale

Pity the poor man, pity the sad man Pity the green man who couldn't afford to orgy Pity the policeman, pity the snowman Pity the woman who couldn't afford to orgy "Say, Johnny, you're a little lonesome

I'm Not The Loving Kind John Cale

when my lady passes me by I lose the love I thought I had in mind send no flowers or words of regret cause I'm not the loving kind day by day I was hoping you'd be the kind of love that would give me peace

Hemmingway John Cale

I always held on to the thought That if they loved you long enough Would find out what wa missing When they finally called your bluff The line between the friend and foe Is abritrary still Drowning in

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night John Cale

Words: Dylan Thomas Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Satellite Walk John Cale

"Who's that in the big Japanese car?

Midnight Feast John Cale

She caught me by surprise Bursting into tears Boo hoo I found you on the freeway Shredding the alphabet Listening to the fog banks Joni Mitchell and her parking lot I lost you on the way down Close to

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

Leaving It Up To You John Cale

Looking for a friend, looking everywhere Walked along the boulevard, the boulevard of friends All those mild mannered friends I've got They're careless and they fall down All over the place, all over town

Ghost Story John Cale

It was seven o'clock in the morning Too late to handle the day At home it was only two thirty The skin on my wrists turning grey Stood up, wished us good luck He changed his attitudes twice The