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Японский релиз

Guitar Slinger
(Interscope Records, 1996/ INTD-90051)

    House Is Rockin'
    Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
    Town Without Pity
    Rumble In Brighton
    Man With The Magic Touch
    (Legend of) Johnny Kool
    Ghost Radio
    (Everytime I Hear) That Mellow Saxophone
    Buzz Buzz
    My Baby Only Car For Me
    Hey, Louis Prima
    Sammy Davis City

+ Guitar Slinger (jap. ver.)
(Tochiba Records, 1995/ TOCP-8602)
    Guitar Slinger
    Rocky Mountain
    Honky Tonk


House Is Rockin' (S.R. Vavghan/D. Bramhall)

Well, the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother come on in
Kick off your shoes, start losin' the blues
This old house ain't got nothin' to lose
Seen it all for years, start spreadin' the news
We got room on the floor
Come on baby shake sumpin' loose
Well, the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother come on in
Walkin' up the street you can hear the sound
Of some bad honky- tonkers really layin' it down
They've seen it all for years and got nothin' to lose
So get out on the floor
Shimmy til you shake sumpin' loose
Well, the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother knockin'
Yeah the house is a-rockin'
Don't bother come on in


Hoodoo Voodoo Doll (B. Setzer)

You say you love me baby
Well this ain't no lost and found
I've got just one deal to make then
I'll be trouble bound
They say that you're a doll, that with you
I'll keep on winnin'
I think they're talkin' ' bout the kind of doll that you stick pins in
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
If you keep on sinnin',
I'll stick another pin in
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
I asked the fortune teller where my love might be
She gazed into her crystal ball then looked straight up at me
I told her when your eyes met mine you cast an evil spell
I made a deal with the devil man, my soul to him
I'd sell
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
If you keep on sinnin',
I'll just stick another pin in
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
Got your gris-gris and your mojo,
but it won't work on me
Now you're mixin' up some love potion #3
Got my deal signed in blood and there ain't no turnin' back
Cost me all of my money and my pink Cadillac
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll
If you keep on sinnin',
I'll stick another pin in
You're my Hoodoo Voodoo Doll


Town Without Pity (Dimitri Tiomkin, Ned Washington)

When you're young and so in love as we
And bewildered by the world we see
Why do people hurt us so
Only those in love would know
What a town without pity can do
If we stop to gaze upon a star
People talk about how bad we are
Ours is not an easy age
We're like tigers in a cage
What a town without pity can do
The young have problems, many problems
We need an understanding heart
Why don't they help us, try to help us
Before this clay and granite planet falls apart
Take these eager lips and hold me fast
I'm afraidthis kind of joy can't last
How can we keep love alive
How can anything survive
When these little minds tear you in two
What a town without pity can do
How can we keep love alive
How can anything survive
When these little minds tear you in two
What a town without pity can do
No, it isn't very pretty
What a town without pity can do


Rumble In Brighton (B. Setzer/Jim McDonnel)

There's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high
Wearin' black drape coats, all real gone guys
Cool skinheads with their rolled-up jeans
Lookin' real tough and mighty mean
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
They sew fishhooks under their collars
They got razors in their shoes
I said, "Go cat go," their battle cry
World War III is startin' to brew
Now the skinheads all use blackjacks
And they're lookin' mighty mean
They got chains wrapped around their fingers
And their heads are all shaved clean
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Well, there ain't a man left standin'
So let's all go get a beer
No team is a winner
So we' ll see you all next year
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight
Rumble in Brighton tonight
Rumble on the beach tonight
There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do
Line right up for a sideline view
Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight
There's a rumble in Brighton tonight


Man With The Magic Touch (B. Setzer)

Now some people got it and some people don't
I'm talkin' 'bout gettin' all the things in life that you want
You can wish it might happen
You can call it dumb luck
But that guy's so lucky, he's just way much too much
He's the man with the magic touch
He's the man with the magic touch
Don't give me all that "got lucky" such and such
He's the man with the magic touch
He won an all-expenses-paid vacation on a cruise ship 'round the world
And when he gets home, he don't bother lookin' for no girl
He's got a straight to the aceHe got a royal flush
Baby go rub his back for good luck
He's the man with the magic touch
He's the man with the magic touch
Don't give me all that "got lucky" such and such
He's the man with the magic touch
He goes back to back, he goes hip to hip
He goes face to face, now here' s the tip
If he don't want it
He throws it right back
He knows some poor sucker's gonna take up the slack
He's the man with the magic touch
He's the man with the magic touch
Don't give me all that "got lucky" such and such
He's the man with the magic touch
My blood is percolatin'
I'm set for detonation
When it comes to good lovin'
He ain't hesitatin'
He's the man with the magic touch


(Legend of) Johnny Kool (B. Setzer)

I had one cup of coffee and a cigarette
Then I rolled out of bed with my shirt soaking wet
If I was gonna get movin', now was the time
So I packed up my bags and my Gretsch '59
It's a tough life, love
But when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
Played his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down
Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
Everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool
It was darker than black, not a star in the sky
So I revved on the engine and let that Mercury fly
With the wind blowin' by at a 105
It gave me a thrill just bein' alive
It's a tough life, love
But when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
Played his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down
Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
Everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool
Rumor had it now this cat had it all
He was loud, he was wild,
and he sure rocked the hall
Some guy grabbed my arm and
I jumped on the stage
And I was rockin' with a guy who was twice my age
It's a tough life, love
But when push comes to shove
It's the only life for Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
Played his guitar and he sang like a fool
Don't let the big boys grind you down
Johnny Johnny, Johnny Kool
He was a rebel that broke all the rules
Everyone can't stop talkin' about
The legend of Johnny Kool


Ghost Radio (Joe Strummer/B. Setzer)

As I came acrose the Pecos and broke west of the line
This thunderstorm was running and it ran me out of time
So I was racing through the rain with this rig from Tennessee
When a voice cut through the static, bringing comfort home to me
They were singingI ain't sittin' in no shack
Got me a Ford right out the back
So come on and roll me over
If I ain't there in nothing flat
With a honky-tonk attitude
I'll be doing the straight line swing
C'mon and grab your horseshoe
And throw it in the ring
Now the levee wall was breaking, rocks were rolling from the ridge
The announcer broke in, saying there was a bus trapped on the bridge
So I turned my rig around,
I was axle-deep in mud
And I found those people stranded,
the bridge was groaning in the flood
Still my radio was singingI ain't sittin'
in no shack
Got me a Ford right out the back
So come on and roll me over
If I ain't there in nothing flat
With a honky-tonk attitude
I'll be doing the straight line swing
C'mon and grab your horseshoe
nd throw it in the ring
With the grinding of my engine,
I hauled those people free
With the raging river rising,
the driver came thanking me
So I told him about the message;
he said, That can't be right
The storm knocked out the radio tower late last Saturday night
But through the static we heard singing
I ain't sittin' in no shack
Got me a Ford right out the back
So come on and roll me over
If I ain't there in nothing flat
With a honky-tonk attitude
I'll be doing the straight line swing
C'mon and grab your horseshoe
And throw it in the ring
Them old truckers gonna tell you down the lonely interstate
Out the dead air on the waveband,
the Texas Playboys break
You'll hear a keening voice,
Bob Wills is with you as you drive
And you'll know you got a broadcast straight from 1935
Can you hear him singing
I ain't sittin' in no shack
Got me a Ford right out the back
So come on and roll me over
If I ain't there in nothing flat
With a honky-tonk attitude
I'll be doing the straight line swing
C'mon and grab your horseshoe
And throw it in the ring


(Everytime I Hear) That Mellow Saxophone (Roy Montrell, John Marascalco, SandyR. BlackWeit)

I wanna mambo, sambo, do my number
Hold my baby all the summer
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rip it rock it, really bop it
Flip it, flop it, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock rock rock
Roll roll rollBop bop bop
I wanna rip it rock it, really bop it
Whoaaaaa, Davy Crockett
Every time I hear that mellow saxophone
I wanna rock rock rock
Roll roll rollBop bop bop


Buzz Buzz (B. Setzer)

Cruisin' 'round this hopeless town,
Down the lovely streets of desire
You're my angel of mercy all dressed in white
And I'm a smokin' gun for hire
Takin' a walk on the wild side
Johnny's got a habit that he can't hide
Livin' life from high to high
When nighttime comes, you can hear him cry
Buzz buzz goes the needle
With each jolt of pain,
I call out your name
Buzz buzz goes the needle
And I sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain
Day is night and night is day
Being alive just gets in the way
The twisting snake inside his brain
Whispers to him, "Time to kill the pain"
They told him opportunity was just around the corner
Well, he wore out his shoes tryin' to find that corner
He might just pick himself up again
Until it happens, until then
Buzz buzz goes the needle
With each jolt of pain,
I call out your name
Buzz buzz goes the needle
And I sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain
He's not a new tattoo dedicated to you
As the ink and the blood mix with pain
It's a man on a white horse goin' nowhere
And the man has no face or no name
With the walls closin' in,
he's runnin' for cover
He's spinnin' way out of control
He might just pick himself up again
Until it happens, until then
Buzz buzz goes the needle
With each jolt of pain,
I call out your name
Buzz buzz goes the needle
And I sacrifice, not in vain, not in vain
Buzz buzz goes the needle
Each drop of blood is a token of love
Buzz buzz goes the needle
And I want a sign from above


My Baby Only Car For Me (B. Setzer)

Diamonds and pearls, black silk stockings
In her own world when she's rockin'
She don't hang out with anyone else in the crowd
Stiletto heels on the dance floor
Does what she feels as the crowd roars
She doesn't care what anyone else thinks of her
My baby only cares for me
We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea
My baby only cares for me
Give her a wink, exchange glances
She doesn't give second chances
Hey loverboy, you ain't got nothin' she needs
Barons and earls would love to date her
Better you should know sooner than later
Hey, just one dance and you'll be caught in her trance
My baby only cares for me
We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea
My baby only cares for me
Silently waiting for love to explode on the scene
Secretly wishing for someone to sweep her away
What can I say? It could happen
Black caviar, champagne cocktails
Come as you are if all else fails
Hey, here's the thing, she's got the world on a string
My baby only cares for me
We're a ship in the night all alone on the sea
My baby only cares for me


Hey, Louis Prima (B. Setzer)

Hey, Louis Prima
We gotta get the hell outta town'
Cause I've been datin' a chick with some swively hips
And her boyfriend don't want me around
And wouldn't it be kinda funny
If we got outta town with all the money
Hey, Louis Prima
You sure know how to lay it on down
We were doin' all-nighters
Cruisin' to a gig in Vegas
Don't know what was goin' on
But it surely did become contagious!
When we pulled up to the show
Ten thousand people or more all yelled out
"Man your band is truly outrageous!"
Hey, Louis PrimaMan, you make 'em jump and shout
I got a five-dollar bet on a two-dollar bill
You're gonna show 'em what it's all about
And wouldn't it be kinda funny
If we got outta town with all the money
Hey, Louis PrimaYou sure know how to lay it on down
Hey, Louis Prima
There's something that I just gotta know
Have you still got that old black magic
Or are you just a gigolo?
All we need is some Sam Butera
Then we can say "Buona Sera"
Hey, Louis PrimaYou sure know how to lay it on down


Sammy Davis City (B. Setzer)

When it's raining and times are hard
And there's too much junk in the backyard
You hope for a rainbow
Be it lotto or keno In the trailer park
That's the light in the dark
In all of the valleys
Under lucky stars
By the satellite dishes
And the non-running cars
I'm feeling all the people dreaming
Blue tiles are cool
All around the pool
Greek columns are fine
But give me a deal on the vine
Nothing pretentious
I haven't changed
I got sixty billion
But I'm still the same
The pool is hot
The beer is cold
The cigar costs a lot
And the wine is old
Where the car reps dream
Like Walter Mitty
Oh, book me a berth
In Sammy Davis City, yeah!
Well, Annie and Danny
Are growing too fast
And I can't fix the hammock '
Cause I'm feeling half-assed
Those basket ball hoops
Became chicken coops
There's a motel for sale
A cafe and a jail
In all of the valleys
Under lucky Stars
By the satillite dishes and the non-running cars
I'm feeling all the people dreaming
Blue tiles are cool
All around the pool
Greek columns are fine
But give me a deal on the vine
Nothing pretentious
I haven't changed
I got sixty billion
But I'm still the same
The pool is hot
The beer is cold
The cigar costs a lot
And the wine is old
Where the car reps dream
Like Walter Mitty
Oh, book me a berth
In Sammy Davis City, yeah!
I'm feeling all the people dreaming
Feeling all the people dreaming
Feeling all the people ... dreaming


Guitar Slinger (Joe Strummer/Brian Setzer, 1995)

They kicked us out
For playin' too loud
I carried my amp out
Through the crowd
Some chick took a beer and threw
it in my face
But I kept right on walkin'
Outside it was warm
There was a good crowd on the strip
We set our stuff down and had a smoke
Like we was waitin' for a ride
And all the while
I was thinking
You gotta keep movin'
in a mean mean town
It's better goin' nowhere
Than just standin' around
By tomorrow mornin'
I'll be leavin' town
I'll go anyplace but
I ain't goin' down
Now I called shorty and lefty
There was a bassman called beans
So we split to nail a rumor
About some work in new Orleans
A twenty fed the tank
Two bucks fed the band
Maybe we could make it
Down in jambalaya land
In a meade lux lewis bar
That's where we found the job
Knocking tinpan out for tips
Mostly from the mob
Said okay we'll take it
When they're drunk
We'll play the blues
We'll get some shirts from the islands
And some cuban rock n' roll shoes
And all the while I was thinking
You gotta keep movin'
in a mean mean town
It's better goin' nowhere
Than just standin' around
By tomorrow mornin'
I'll be leavin' tow
I'll go anyplace but
I ain't goin' down
But when we played the lost highway
A juicehead said we was hicks
And the whole bar began to beat us
With pool hall sticks
They got the radio out of the car
They must have used a bomb
But when we piled in and gunned her
She still sang the sweetest song
Lefty woke among the bottles
Said north he could not come
We left him on canal street
Trading in his drums
I saw Elvis hitchhiking
Out on the interstate
And beans was getting paranoid
About our California plates
And all the while
I was thinking
You gotta keep movin'
in a mean mean town
It's better goin' nowhere
Than just standin' around
By tomorrow mornin'
I'll be leavin' town
I'll go anyplace but
I ain't goin' down
A cruiser pulled us over
Right across the line
Booked us in as vagrants
In holding tank number nine
You learn how to flatpick
When you're looking at a forty four
You do the orange blossom special
Till the peel falls on the floor
The bassman had a bust
From back home in a raid
So it was just me and shorty
Standing on main parade
We liquidized our assets
In a bar and did not talk
Then we hopped a non-stop greyhound
To the big bad beauty of New York
I woke on twenty third street
As he backed into the slot
I saw that me and shorty
Had been robbed of what we got
Then a guy said through the window
This is the end of the line
I said brother
I'm a guitar slinger
And this is doin' just fine


Rocky Mountain Shekedown (Joe Strummer/Brian Setzer, 1995)

I've been travelling over mountains
Even through the valleys too
I've been travelling night and day
I've been running all the way
Baby, tryin' to get to you
Ever since I read your letter
Where you said you love me true
I've been travelling night and day
I've been running all the way
Baby, tryin' to get to you
When I read your lovin' letter
Then my heart began to sing
There were many miles between us
But they didn't mean a thing
I just had to reach you, baby
In spite of all that I've been through
I kept travelling night and day
I kept running all the way
Baby, tryin' to get to you
There was nothing that could hold me
Or could keep me away from you
When your lovin' letter told me
That you really love me true
Lord above me knows I love you
It was he who brought me through
When my way was dark as night
He would shine his brightest light
Baby, tryin' to get to you
If I had to do it over
That's exactly what I'd do
I would travel night and day
I would still run all the way
When I was tryin' to get to you


Honky Tonk (Billy Butler/Shep Shepherd/Bill Dogget/Cliffort Scott)

Instrumental


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