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DISC 1

CALLED HER NAMEFOOL ABOUT YOUHARD LIVING
GOIN' DOWNRAZAMANAZBROKEN DOWN ANGEL
NIGHT WOMANTOO BAD TOO SADTURN ON YOUR RECEIVER
BAD BAD BOYSHAPES OF THINGSSILVER DOLLAR FORGER
GLAD WHEN YOU'RE GONEJET LAG


DISC 2

DEAR JOHNMORNING DEWVIGILANTE MAN
PAPER SUNWOKE UP THIS MORNINGBOOGIE
LOVE HURTSEXPECT NO MERCYTHIS FLIGHT TONIGHT
WHISKEY DRINKIN' WOMANHAIR OF THE DOGTEENAGE NERVOUS BREAKDOWN
ROAD LADIES
GOIN' DOWN Goin’ down Goin’ down, down, down, down, down Goin’ down Goin’ down, down, down, down, down I’ve got my big feet in the window My head is on the ground Take me down You know I crawled across the floor Take me down Crawled across the floor Back to Chatanooga to see my sister once more Come on take me down Goin’ down Goin’ down, down, down, down, down Goin’ down Goin’ down, down, down, down, down, down, down I’ve got my big feet in the window My head is on the ground Come on, come on take me down I’m goin’ down PAPER SUN There’s a paper sun In a paper sky There’s an empty place And I don’t know why That paper sun In that paper sky Can’t help me now she’s gone I’m on my own Can’t help me now, I’m all alone There’s a painted moon In a painted night There’s an empty plate And it don’t seem right That painted moon In that painted night Can’t help me now she’s gone I’m on my own Can’t help me now, I’m all alone And all the pain And all the rain that falls Can’t bring her back She don’t want me at all There’s a falling star And it won’t touch down There’s and empty face Another lonely clown That falling star that won’t touch down And all the pain And all the rain that falls Can’t bring her back She don’t want me at all And all the pain And all the rain that falls Can’t bring her back She don’t want me at all And all the pain And all the rain that falls Can’t bring her back She don’t want me at all..ll..ll Ahhhh BOOGIE Walkin’ down on main street Well, it’s not the same street like before Those drinks that I’ve been drinkin’ Were stirred not shaken, ooh it’s sore My legs have gone all weak It’s so hard for me to speak anymore I must get home to bed And rest my aching head, that’s for sure Drivin’ in the country The grass is green as it was before Rolled up on that river Just ain’t as clean that’s for sure You know my legs have gone all weak It’s so hard for me to speak anymore I must get home to bed And rest my aching head, that’s for sure Goin’ down to main street to buy some wine Make some love with that woman of mine Drink some wine Love some time Ah- walkin’ down on main street Well it’s not the same street like before Those drinks that I’ve been drinkin’ Were stirred not shaken, ooh it’s sore You know my legs have gone all weak It’s so hard for me to speak anymore Well I must get home to bed Rest my aching head and that’s for sure ROAD LADIES By: Frank Zappa as performed by Nazareth Said, don't it ever get lonesome? Don't it ever get sad when you go out on the road? No, don't it ever get lonesome? Don't it ever get sad when you come here to Seattle on a four day show of the tour And you got nothing but groupies and promotors to love you and a pile of laundry by the hotel door. Don't it ever get lonesome? Don't it ever make a young man blue? Don't it ever get lonesome? Don't it ever make a young man where he’ll just wanna go back home? When the P.A. system eats it, And the band plays some of the most terriblest shit you've ever known. Don't you ever miss your house in the country and your hot little mamma there? Don't you ever miss your house in the country and your hot little mamma there? Don't you better get a shot when you find out what the Road Ladies do to you. I swear someday I ain’t never, I'm never gonna go out on the road again. I swear someday I ain’t never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never gonna roam the country side. No more. I'm gonna hang up them ol' holiday inns, dude and watchin someone do it on the floor Don't you ever miss your house in the country and your hot little mamma there? Don't you ever miss your house in the country and your hot little mamma there? Don't you better get a shot when you find out what the Road Ladies do to you. What the road ladies do to you!