Little feat album
Snakes on Everything
-- Bill Payne
Someone looking out for me
You can step right up and show yourself if you will
It seems like I've been hiding from my friends too long
You can take over for a while-- I need the rest
A chance to laugh it off
I ain't made sense in so long -- I almost quit trying
This can't be the way it's supposed to work
I've tried by myself and now I want to try it out with you
You may not believe I need it -- I haven't shown it in the past
It took me a while to get above myself
I barely made the test
you're out there and I feel you
So come on out of hiding
Someone looking out for me
You can step right up and show yourself if you will
It seems like I've been hiding from my friends too long
You can take over for a while -- I need the rest
A chance to laugh it off
I ain't made sense in so long -- I almost quit trying
Strawberry Flats
-- Bill Payne, Lowell George
Ripped off and run out of town
Had my guitar burned when I was clownin'
Haven't slept in a bed for a week
And my shoes feel like they're part of my feet
Let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one
Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in
Knocked on my friend's door in moody texas
And asked if he had a place for me
His hair was cut off and he was wearing a suit
And he said not in my house, not in my house
You look like you're part of a conspiracy
Now I'm six hours out on strawberry flats
Trying to get to Waco 'fore it freezes over
They're stopping every one who looks too wierd
At the ghoul bust texas road block
Oh let me come down where I won't be a bother to no one
Let me unwind please give me a hole to recline in
Got a ride on a highway king
Made the cross road by nine fifteen
If I don't find a place to crash
Well I might as well cash it all in
If I was a no 'count gambler or a Texas fool
Or a millionaire with a suit and real short hair
Or do you even care
Truck Stop Girl
-- Bill Payne, Lowell George
His tail-lights flickered as he pulled up to the truck stop
The same old crowd was hanging out again tonite
He said fill up my tank while I go check my load
It feels like it's shifting all around
He was the kind of man
Do all he could
Above all he had integrity
But he was so young
And on a ten city run
In love with a truck stop girl
As he went inside hew was merrily greeted
By the girl with who he was in love
She held out a glass and said have another
This is the last time we can meet
With her hair piled up high and a look in her eye
That would turn any good man's blood to wine
All his eyes could see, all his eyes could see
Was the stares from all those around him
He ran out to the lot and climbed into his rig
And drove off without tightening down
It was a terrible thing
To see what remained of the rig that poor danny was in
But he was so young
On a ten city run
In love with a truck stop girl
But he was so young
On a ten city run
In love with a truck stop girl
Brides of Jesus
-- Bill Payne, Lowell George
Matthew stood by the wall and watched his love below
Her pale hair came in golden rings down below her shoulders
As she waved and slowly turned around
To find the path that led her to the ancient gate was closed
She said Matthew why won't you tell me what it is you see
Your smile so wide this figured grin
You look as if, you look as if you're looking right through me
Why won't you tell me how it is you see
Through the darness all around me
No amulets or chains will work to keep the demons from
Or hide the night filled eyes from the brides of Jesus
The brides of Jesus
The brides of Jesus
Keep them over me
Keep them over me, can't you see
On tender-hooks and to be pleasure bent
His voice it scratched the air
May bring you so much sorrow
That you may be entertaining angels unawares
Willin'
-- Lowell George
I been warped by the rain, driven by the snow
I'm drunk and dirty don't ya know, and I'm still, oh I'm still
Out on the road late at night, I seen my pretty Alice in every head light
Alice, Dallas Alice
I've been from Tuscon to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonapah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Now I driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine
and you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be movin'
Now I smuggled some smokes and folks from Mexico
baked by the sun, every time I go to Mexico, and I'm still
And I've been kicked be the wind, robbed by the sleet
Had my head stoved in and I'm still on my feet and I'm willin', oh I'm willin'
And I been from Tuscon to Tucumcari
Tehachapi to Tonapah
Driven every kind of rig that's ever been made
Driven the back roads so I wouldn't get weighed
And if you give me: weed, whites, and wine
and then you show me a sign
I'll be willin', to be movin'
Hamburger Midnight
-- Lowell George, Roy Estrada
Square knees was asking for a reason
How can I go sleeping in a car
I got red hot tires my tires are smokin'
I'm so broke I don't wanna stop
My gears are crying
My gears are crying
I got the ha hamburger
ha hamburger
I got the ha hamburger midnight blues
Got a grease mother she's a holder finder
Keeper of the scooter gas
You gotta lift your tail and seal you fate
Snort the crank your old man stashed
And ride a tin can
Ride a tin can street machine
Square knees was asking for a reason
How can I go sleeping in a car
I got red hot tires my tires are smokin'
I'm so broke I don't wanna stop
My gears are crying
My gears are crying
I got the ha hamburger
I got the ha hamburger
I got the ha hamburger midnight blues
Forty Four Blues/How Many More Years
-- Chester Burnett
Crack in Your Door
-- Lowell George
I don't even know what I did wrong
But her old man said if I didn't get out of town
I might not live too long
And I can still see her mother with her hair up in rolls
As she cast a telling glance at that young girl's red hot eyes
Sometimes I think I could lose
All my troubles but here I stand
They're trying to cure me with nicotine and whiskey
Watching their faces passing me by
And I've been holding out my hand
Waiting for love to come at my command
But the glow from around my head is gone
And if I don't get a ride real soon
I might be dead in the ground
Sometimes I think I could lose
All my troubles but here I stand
They're trying to cure me with nicotine and whiskey
Watching their faces passing me by
There's no need to follow
Look into the eyes of this wandering stranger
I won't rob or steal your money
So don't let the wind through the crack in your door
Don't let the wind through the crack in your door
I've Been the One
-- Lowell George
I've been the one who has been frightened
And almost borne away
By the very thoughts that I feared yesterday
And it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes
How can I cry about something from someone that I won't see
Oh my friends all say she had her chance
Let's go shoot some pool
You know a fool is just a fool
And I've tried everything that whiskey cures
But the pain endures
And now I'm feeling that pain
I put my pride in my pocket
That's how I'll spend my loneliest days
And it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes
Don't know what to do
Hold the lamp above the rafters
These smoke-filled rooms will not replace her
I've been the one who has been frightened
And almost borne away
By the very thoughts that I feared yesterday
And it must be dust or smoke that's in my eyes
Takin' My Time
-- Bill Payne
I'm just takin' my time so please don't rush me
I gotta sort out some things I didn't know existed
I've been here before I know where the traps lie
I can only take what's there 'cause the rest doesn't matter
I'm tired of talk so please don't rush me
You know I want the same things that you do
You're wastin' your time the way you come on to me
Slow down your rhymes and try to reason
You can't make things move any faster
By second-wishing them to death
You seem to be living on a level that's decent enough
You got what you wanted so why do you tell me
I'm on the wrong track
I'm doing the best I can do
Why try to out-guess a situation
That I know you're not even fully aware of
I want you to know that if it keeps on this way
I can't keep on letting you bring me down
Crazy Captain Gunboat Willie
-- Bill Payne, Lowell George
Crazy Captain Gunboat Willie
Growled out his commands
And all the able seamen
Clicked their heels and swore
They would protect the noble ship
In peace-time and in war
And they danced a jig until the dawn
Sang a loyal sailors song
Drank a pot of steaming rum
Did all the things that loyal sailors do
Captain Bill expressed great glee
All the things that he had planned
Were made to go his way
All the fares he had collected and salted away
Made his lips turn in a smile
Just then Luke the rat from down below
Called to Gunboat Bill
He said
Listen to those madmen wail
They've been at sea for ninety days
Without the sight of land
No it doesn't look so good to me
No it doesn't look so good at all
The captain pondered what the rat had said
Until he could think of nothing more
Then he threw his crew into the foaming sea
At least a thousand miles from shore
And he danced a jig until the dawn
Sang a loyal captain's song
Drank a pot of steaming rum
Did all the things that loyal captains do
The rat looked hard at Gunboat Bill
And he said in a serious style
As he leapt into the water
Don't believe, no don't believe
Don't believe everything that you hear