Album "Ashes" - Lyrics

JUST BLUES

Hey what do you mean?
There ain't such a thing
For you it's maybe news
Nah-nah nah-nah nah-nah
There ain't no thing as just blues
Nope no no no no no no
No thing as just blues, nah
A-a

Well I walk into a bar
Sit for a cold one
Don't need no company
Just need some time for me

But I see this guy
Dying to come by
He wants to share his life story
In all of it's glory

Without further ado
The man asks me what I do
I say I sing the blues
"What do you mean?
Just blues?"

Hey what do you mean?
There ain't such a thing
For you it's maybe news
Nah-nah nah-nah nah-nah
There ain't no thing as just blues

So he says he's sorry
Continues with his story
I'm trying to think of a way
How to quickly, quickly get away

Now as time flies by
Oh no, he's waving to another guy
Now they start to talk
This is my, this is my que to walk

But I hear: "Honey, what about you?
Honey, honey what do you do?"
I repeat: "I sing the blues"
"What do you mean, just blues?"

Hey what do you mean?
There ain't such a thing
For you it's maybe news
Nah-nah nah-nah nah-nah
There ain't no thing as just blues

Hey what do you mean?
Well there ain't such a thing
For you it's maybe news
Nah-nah nah-nah
There ain't no thing as just blues
Nope, no no no no no no
No thing as just blues, blues, blues, nah, a-a
No thing as just blues
Just blues

YOU NEED ME TO CHANGE

I was scared, I was scared of loosing you
I held tight, I might a-left a bruise or two
Now you say I've been abusing you
Come again, what you say, excuse you

'Cause you are mine, you belong to me
Baby, baby, baby set me free
You are mine, I need you by my side
Oh honey please don't make me change my mind

Now I'm left, left in the dark confused
Are you sure, are you sure you're the one abused
Feelin' chills, feelin' chills going through and through and through and through
And I can't help myself baby I blame you

Cause you are mine, you belong to me
Baby, baby, baby set me free
You are mine, I need you by my side
Oh honey please don't make me change my mind

I gave you all, still you disagree
You say I don't want you to be free
I gave you all so yes, it's kinda strange
That you want me, you want me, you want me
Yeah you need me, you need me, you need me to change

Well
Cause you are mine, you belong to me
Baby, baby, baby set me free
You are mine, I need you by my side
Oh honey, honey, honey

I gave you all, still you disagree
You say I don't want you to be free
I gave you all so yes, it's kinda strange
That you want me, you want me, you want me
Yeah you need me, you need me, you need me to change


WOLF

Uuuuu
He's gon' get ya
Gon' get ya, get ya good

Circling around you
Doing his dance
He caught your sweet scent You never stood a chance

That's 'cause hon he's gon' get ya
Gonna get ya good
Gonna, gonna get ya good

There's no escaping
Circle's getting tight
You sense his hunger
You feel the bite

A-how-how-how / 3x
Wolf! Haaaaa
A-how-how-how / 3x
Wolf!

Uuuuu
He's gon' get ya
Gon', gonna get ya good

You hear him moving
He's closing in
His breath on your neck
He's got you pinned

That's 'cause hon he's gon' get ya
Gonna get ya good
Gonna, gonna get ya good

There's no escaping
Circle's getting tight
You sense his hunger
You feel the bite

A-how-how-how / 3x
Wolf! Haaaaa
A-how-how-how / 3x
Woooolf

Ha-ha-ha-ha...

There's no escaping...
No use in running...
There's no escaping
No use in running
Here comes, here comes
Here comes Mr. Bad Wolf!

MAMA'S EVERYDAY BLUES

Mama wakes up in the morning
Time to face another day
Mama don't know where's her head
Pick up the laundry or make the bed, yeah-hey
Kids already jumpin 'round
Mama, mama, we need to be fed, now
Goes a little somethin' like this

Ma-mama, mama, mama, mama, yeah
Mama, mama, mama, mama
All day long, yeah
Ma-mama, mama, mama, mama
Mama, mama, mama, mama
Gotta be strong, yeah
Ma-mama, mama, mama
Mama, mama, mama
Mama, mama, mama, mama Mama play along, yeah-hey

Mama fix that toy
Mama tell that boy
Mama, mama, mama that boy, that boy, mama, pulled my hair
Now that's what boys do honey
Mama bring me socks
Mama, mama, mama, mama, mama
Mama, mama where you put that box
Mama I need that box
Mama gimme them shoes
Now mama can't move honey
Mama's having, mama's having, mama's having the worst case of everyday blues, yeah

Ma-mama, ma-mama, ma-mama
Ma-ma-mama, ma-ma-mama
Ma-ma-mama, ma-ma-mama
Ma-mama, ma-mama, ma, yeah
Ma-ma-mama, ma-ma-mama
Mama, mama play along, mama, play along mama, mama, mama, mama, yeah-hey
Ma-mama, ma-mama, ma-mama-ma, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mamaaaa
Yeah mama gotta be strong, yeah

MOJO JOE

There's an old school ace
The name is Joe, Mojo Joe
When he swings by a place
That old cat Joe, Mojo Joe
You can hear whispers, man that's Joe, Mojo Joe

Now ladies hearts go boom
All 'cause of Joe, Mojo Joe
When he enters a room
Old man Joe, old man Joe, Mojo Joe
Little girls meet their doom
All 'cause of Joe, that old' cat
Hit it!

Now if you think you're immune to old man Joe, think again
You're gonna find out real soon, all of Joe, Mojo Joe, Mojo Joe
He'll make you wanna spoon,
Old man Joe, that ol' cat
Hit it!

Old man Joe
He'll make you wanna spoon
Old man Joe
He'll make your heart go boom
Old man Joe
Well when he enters your room
Old man Joe, old man Joe
Old man Joe, old man Mojo man Mojo man Joe, old man Joe

He'll make you wanna spoon
Old man Joe
Well when he enters your room
Old man Joe
He'll make your heart go boom
Old man Joe
Well when he enters your room
Old man Joe

A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha
A-ha-ha, a-ha-ha
A-ha-ha-ha-ha
A-ha-ha
A-how-ha, a-how-ha

PUT 'EM DOWN

Come on now baby
Put your cards on the table
Show me what you're made of, yeah
A-how-how-ha-how

Come on now sugar
Can you play it rough
Or are you calling a bluff
A-how-how-ha-how

You'd better put them cards
Put them cards right down

A-how-how-ha-how

Come on now honey
Show me is your money
Is your money where your mouth is
Or are you just a tease

You'd better put them cards
Put them cards right down

A-how-how-ha-how

Come on now sweetness
You know I'm gonna read this
'Cause the more you play the more you say
Your poker face ain't gonna pay
No, no, no, nah

You'd better put them cards
Put them cards right down
You'd better put them cards
Put them cards right down
You'd better put them cards
Down, down, down, down

A-how-how-ha-how

DON'T MESS WITH ME

You say you gon' take care of me, yes you did
Then you do them things that bother me, nah nah nah
Listen pretty daddy, don't mess with me, nah nah don't

Your pretty little eyes ain't gon' work no more, no no no
Your pretty little lies ain't gonna work no more
Listen pretty daddy, don't mess with me, nah nah don't

My momma didn't raise me to be nobody's fool, nah
You better pack your things and go, I'm a-losing my cool
Listen pretty daddy, you better not mess with me, nah nah don't

My momma...

I'm a-tellin' you, no don't mess with me, nah
Well a fury of a woman ain't something you wanna see
Nah nah nah
Don't mess with me
You gonna meet misery
Yes you will

Well, well my momma didn't raise me to be no, to be no, to be no nobody's fool
You better pack your things, now pack your things
Man, man a-run, man I'm, I'm a-loosing my cool
P-preatty daddy, you better not, better not, better not, better not, better not, better not, better not, better not aaaah

My, my, my momma
My momma, my momma,
My, my momma, momma, momma,
My momma
my, my, my
I ain't nobody's fool, nobody's fool
Man a-stop, man, run, I'm a-loosing my cool
Preatty daddy you better not, better not, better not mess with me
Ya better not mess
Better not mess
Ya better not, better not mess with me

RIGHT, WRONG, FIGHT SONG

Aaaaa-ha
I know ya'all know this man, Mr. Kljus, from Zagreb to Memphis
Mmmm-hm
Now I don't know if you know the man is veeeery opinionated
Now that means he likes to fight! Mmm-hm-hm!
He likes to speak his mind even without speaking
And he's doing it right now, with his guitar, mmmmm-hm
Well now sometimes I disagree, so I gotta say like this, like this, like this

I don't think you're right
And I don't, I don't think I'm a-wrong
Now I don't wanna fight
Not even through a song, no
Gotta say good night
'Cause this is taking too long
But my man, my man you're dead wrong

Now while he fights, let me tell you - he needs your undivided attention
Now that means you gotta listen
Well OK man I'm a-listening
What you gotta, what you gotta, what you gotta say - say it!
Ok, well the man's got a couple of things to say, especially on his guitar
Still Mr. Kljus I gotta say I ain't buyin' it
So I gotta say again and again and again like this


I don't think you're right
And I don't, I don't think I'm a-wrong
And I don't wanna fight
Not even, not even through a song, nah
Gotta say good night
Cause this is taking, taking, taking too long
But my m-man, my man, my man, my man
You still dead wrong!

Come on preach it!

Right, a-wrong, a-fight a-song
A-this is taking too long
A-good night, sleep tight
You know I know you're wrong
A-right, a-wrong, a-fight a-song
A-this is taking too long
But my man, my man, my man, my man, my man you dead wrong

I don't think you're right
And I don't think I'm a-wrong
Now I don't wanna fight
Not even, not even, not even through a song, no
Gotta say good night
'Cause this is taking, taking, taking too long
And you, my man, my man, my man, my man
You dead wrong!

ASHES

You've done me wrong
Done me wrong
You need to repent
Need to repent
Need to cover yourself

Ashessss
Ashessss-sa-sa-sa

I've done you wrong
Done you wrong
I need to repent
I need to repent
Need to cover myself

Ashessss
Ashessss-sa-sa-sa-sa

Doo-da-do-di-da
Doo-da-doo-da-doo
Doo-da-doo-di-da
Doo-da-da-da-doo

Doo-da-do-di-da
Doo-da-doo-da-doo
Doo-da-doo-di-da
Doo-da-da-da-doo

ON THE WIND

Some-sometimes I see a place in my mind where I wanna be, where I wanna, wanna be
It's a place heavy with storms
Never at peace, never calm, no no
It's a place heavy with winds
Where I wanna, where I wanna be, nah nah nah

Well a-sometimes I wanna be
I wanna be, be that stormy sea
Nah, nah, nah
Rolling under the skies of thunder
Where I wanna be, where I wanna wanna be
Nah, nah
Rolling on the wind

Well sometimes, baby sometimes, baby sometimes
I wanna, I wanna fly, fly, fly high, high
Baby sometimes, baby sometimes
I wanna fly to the coast of free
To the coast of another me
Nah, nah, nah
Rolling on the wind

AIN'T GOT NO

Ain't got no milk in my coffee, no

Ain't got no sugar in my bowl y'all

Ain't got no bread in my oven, no

Ain't got no meat on the stove y'all

Ain't got no salt, got no spices, no

How'd life get so dull y'all


Ain't got no eggs in my omelette, no

Ain't got no flower in the can

Ain't got no tea in my teapot, no

Ain't got no oil in the pan

Ain't got no rice, got no grain

Lord I'm a poor, poor man, yes I am

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