Archive for the ‘Ian Hunter’ Category
Saturday, July 30th, 2011
(Ian Hunter)
Get your son – young ‘n’ dumb
Give him a gun – make him run
Hot stuff – on a Saturday night
Wait a minute – this ain’t right
It’s that same old story
Talkin’ ’bout the death ‘n’ glory boys
When your head is on the scaffold
‘N’...
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Wednesday, May 25th, 2011
(Ian Hunter)
Driving off in the rain and snow
Oh the jets ain’t jumping cause the clouds too low
I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
The ice on the window the highway the sea
Who do you love is it him or is it me
Hey hey I wanna know
I called Detroit city on the telephone
The man on the line tell me...
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Wednesday, May 11th, 2011
(Ian Hunter)
One, two, three
Well I woke up this morning – there’s a girl in my bed.
How did she get there? Was it something I said?
I don’t understand it but somehow it seems
She visits me in invisible dreams.
Over and over I try to explain
How did that girl get into my veins?
Did somebody send her –...
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Friday, December 17th, 2010
(Ian Hunter)
(Transcribed by Justin Purington; minor correction by Colin Ford)
I can smile
On a warm summer day
I can laugh
I can listen to the children play
But I’m going to miss
The killer with the kiss
He was a friend of mine
Now is the time
Now is the time
It’s going to rain
Hope...
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Thursday, October 21st, 2010
(Ian Hunter)
In the heat of the Indian summer
Out along the Appalachian Way
You can hear the sound of the Overnight Angels
As they pray
Charged by the light of some mariners lantern
Spitting out a cold but triangular spray
Can’t you hear the screams of the Overnight Angels
As they play
Talking to the spirits...
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Wednesday, July 7th, 2010
(Ian Hunter/Mark Clarke/Hilly Michaels)
I got a shower curtain stickin’ to my back
And the o’d’ cologne sure packs a whack
I got blood on my razor – my face is in shock
‘N’ my hair hangin’ down like a Rastaman’s locks
I think I’m ready – I’m gettin’ ready
Gettin’...
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Friday, June 25th, 2010
(Ian Hunter)
Well I picked her up on a Saturday night
Pool hall poison but she felt alright
Oh dear what a sight when I saw her in the light of day
She was a speakeasy sleazer of the highest degree
Oh you should hear the stories she was laying on me
We really got it on as she held my point of view
Oh! She’s a lounge...
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Sunday, June 20th, 2010
(Darrell Bath/Roig)
He asked me home at a midnight
Hey you’ll be lucky if it’s daylight
When you saw me down the alley
Yeah I swear’s I’m not with Annie, hey Annie, yeah
‘Cause everyone’s a fool, child
Everyone’s wild
I’ll say I was your fool, babe
‘Cause you know that’s...
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