Runaway Goat

Cosmic Funk

So It Goes

Bad Woman

Greetings

Prelude In E Minor

Lyrics:

Come on you ladies, you gentlemen
Finish up your whiskey, finish your gin
Stumble to the dance hall, come on baby shake a leg
Shake off the devil, shake off the sin
Turn your back to the rain and wind
If you can’t stand, fall on your knees and beg

Swam in the deepest river
Swam in a darkened sea
Drove on a broken highway
Trying to be free
Lost yourself along the way
Don’t know where you are
If it ain’t getting easier
Baby it must be getting hard

Forsake your enemies, forgive your friends
Makes no difference in the end
Speak no evil come on baby tell me no lies
Suddenly there’s a change in the weather
Trying to get my thoughts together
Trying to write my will before I die

Swam in the deepest river
Swam in a darkened sea
Drove on a broken highway
Trying to be free
Lost myself along the way
Don’t know where you are
If it ain’t getting easier
Baby it must be getting hard

Come on you ladies, you gentlemen
Finish up your whiskey, finish your gin
Stumble to the dance hall, come on baby shake a leg
Shake off the devil, shake off the sin
Turn your back to the rain and wind
If you can’t stand, fall on your knees and beg

Swam in the deepest river
Swam in a darkened sea
Drove on a broken highway
Trying to be free
Lost yourself along the way
Don’t know where you are
If it ain’t getting easier
Baby it must be getting hard

Gimme me all your lovin'
Give it all to me
Gimme all your lovin’
Won’t you bring it on home to me?
Gimme all your lovin'
Give it all to me
If you’re not a slave baby
You must be free

Peaches & Cream

Lyrics:

Goin’ down to Virginia
Into Tennessee
Got a bottle of whiskey 
And a bag of weed
Got a fine young lady
Sitting next to me
And she’s always saying
That she’ll never leave

And I swear I can’t wipe this smile from my face
And I swear that I’ll never leave this place

Now I’m off to California
Free at last
Time to find my brother
And relive our past
Gonna ride down the highway
Gonna get in my car
Gonna find me a woman
Who can play guitar

And I swear I can’t wipe this smile from my face
And I swear that I’ll never leave this place

Now I’m going back to Cleveland
Yeah see my friends
I drive all night now
But the road never ends
It ain’t my old house
But I found a home
In all these places
That I have known

And I swear I can’t wipe this smile from my face
And I swear that I’ll never leave this place

Smiles

Lyrics:

Well Jack the Wolf he was my friend
We used to walk together at night
Never did I think I would lose my friend
To the hands of some evil men

It all began on a lazy morn’
I rose early to pick that corn
Jack the wolf he was lyin’ in bed
Not a single worry in his head

I spend my days alone in the field
I try to make my daily bread
While old Jack, he just does what he feels
He wouldn’t harm no human head

I returned late to the farm one night
I was dirty and sore as sin
Jack was smilin’ in the candlelight
We sat down for a bottle of gin (and we drank it)

We stayed up late discussing the day
We would listen to the lady’s croon
Jack would say everything is alright
Then he’d howl at the moon

Some people decided peace wasn’t the way
They tried to leave Jack for dead
But old Jack ran like the light of the day
I looked up at the moon hanging overhead
And I hope that Jack is somewhere
Lyin’ peaceful in his bead

Well Jack the Wolf he was my friend
We used to walk together at night
Never did I think I would lose my friend
To the hands of some evil men

Jack the Wolf

Lyrics:

Feeling filthy
Riding low
Mountain up ahead
Too, too far to go

She said let’s pull over
Take this wheel from me
Are you gonna drive or are you
Just here to keep me company

Can you ride a motorcycle?
Can you get away in a stick?
Honey, can you handle a rifle?
Crack a whip with the flick of your wrist

Feeling guilty
About driving slow
I asked where we were going but
She said I don’t know

Runnin’ from the law in Tucson
Robbing banks in Alabam’
Never have I had another lover who can
Drive like she can

Can you ride a motorcycle?
Can you get away in a stick?
Honey, can you handle a rifle?
Crack a whip with the flick of your wrist

She got a big ol’ car
Black Cadillac
Wheels in the ditch
Driving like a heart attack

Well I never been an engine driver
I ain’t no old stunt man
She’s got my car a hundred miles an hour
Straight to the promised land

Can you ride a motorcycle?
Can you get away in a stick?
Honey, can you handle a rifle?
Crack a whip with the flick of your wrist

Can you ride a motorcycle?
Can you get away in a stick?
Honey, can you handle a rifle?
Crack a whip with the flick of your wrist

She Drives Stick

Seth Foerstner - Vocals
Brad Wolf - Organ, Electric Piano
Johnny Spiesz - Guitar
Jason Augustine - Drums
Daniel Linhart - Bass

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