Mother’s Kitchen

St. Vitus Dance
St. Vitus Dance
      Mother's Kitchen

(Words and Music by John Halka)

Do the invisible shuffle
with the California muscle.
You really try to hustle
when the leaves start to rustle.
Well, come on down don’t hesitate.
Everybody’s waitin’ don’t be late.
Mother’s Kitchen you’ll meet,
your mate.

Join the continental habit.
Feel the wind now grab it.
Catch a speedy rabbit.
You know it’s your turn to have it.
Well everybody’s watchin’ don’t be late.
Telephone’s ringing, see how you wait.
Mother’s Kitchen…

Don’t look over your shoulder
‘cause you’re so much older.
The wind is always colder
when you reach out to hold her.
Well, come on down don’t hesitate.
Everybody’s here you don’t have to wait.
Mother’s Kitchen you’ll meet,
your mate.

Do the invisible shuffle
with the California muscle.
You really try to hustle
when the leaves start to rustle.
Well, come on down don’t hesitate.
Everybody’s watchin’ don’t be late.
Mother’s Kitchen you’ll meet,
your mate.

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Matchbox

St. Vitus Dance
St. Vitus Dance
      Matchbox

(Words and Music Carl Perkins)

Well, I’m sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah, I’m sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
I ain’t got no matches
But I got a long way to go

I’m an ol’ poor boy and a long way from home
I’m an ol’ poor boy and a long way from home
Guess I’ll never be happy
Everything I do is wrong, yeah

Well, let me be your little dog
Till your big dog comes
Let me be your little dog
Till your big dog come
When the big dog gets here
Show him what this little puppy done

Yeah, I’m sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
Yeah, I’m sitting here wondering
Will a matchbox hold my clothes
I got no matches
Got a long way to go

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Angela

St. Vitus Dance
St. Vitus Dance
      Angela

(Words and Music Eric Schuurman)

You said your name was Angela,
a kind offering from above.
You were sent to spread warmth and softness,
delivered with a message of love.

You told me you were fond of flowers,
and anything ‘neath the firmament that grows.
But we both realize now that it was a mistake,
When I snipped from the bush to bring you a rose.

I erred in judgement grievously,
I offered and you took on your own terms.
Sincerely I feel us both to be blamed
when you grasped that thorny rose much too firm.

How can I bring you something beautiful,
something that grows in open space,
when I know you’ll just want to clutch it tight,
and then display it in a vase?

You should not feel so angry Angela.
To you I meant the least of harm.
And that such animosity lingers still,
I find due reason for alarm.

To you again I apologize,
tho you’ve yet found words to forgive.
You shouldn’t retain this bitterness,
it’s so unreasonably destructive.

You said your name was Angela,
and I did not disbelieve.
Now please don’t give me cause to suspect
that I might have been deceived.

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Wild Child

St. Vitus Dance
St. Vitus Dance
      Wild Child

(Words and Music The Doors)

All right

Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face

Natural child, terrible child
Not your mother’s or your father’s child
Your our child, screamin’ wild

An ancient lunatic reins
In the trees of the night
Ha, ha, ha, ha

With hunger at her heels
Freedom in her eyes
She dances on her knees
Pirate prince at her side
Starin’ into a hollow idols eyes

Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face
Your cool face
Your cool face

Remember when we were in Africa?

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Tiny Montgomery

St. Vitus Dance
St. Vitus Dance
      Tiny Montgomery

(Words and Music Bob Dylan)

Well, you can tell everybody
Down in ol’ Frisco
Tell ’em
Tiny says hello.

Now, every boy and girl’s
Gonna get their bang
‘Cause Tiny Montgomery’s
Gonna shake that thing
Tell everybody
Down in ol’ Frisco
That Tiny Montgomery’s comin’
Down to say hello.

Skinny Moo and T-Bone Frank
They’re gonna both be gettin
Outta the tank
One bird book
And a buzzard and a crow,
Tell ’em all
That Tiny’s gonna say hello.

Scratch your dad
Do that bird
Suck that pig
And bring it on home
Pick that drip
And nose that dope
Tell ’em all
That Tiny says hello.

Now, he’s king of the drunks
An’ he squeezes, too
Watch out, Lester
Take it Lou
Join the monks
The C.I.O,
Tell ’em all
That Tiny Montgomery says hello.
Now grease that pig
And sing praise
Go on out
And gas that dog
Trick on in
Honk that stink
Take it down
And watch it grow
Play it low
And pick it up
Take it on in
In a plucking cup
Three-legged man
And a hot-lipped hoe
Tell ’em all
Montgomery says hello.

Well, you can tell everybody
Down in ol’ Frisco
Tell ’em all
Montgomery says hello.

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Lights Out

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St. Vitus Dance
      Lights Out

(Words and Music Mike Bloomfield)

Standin’ on my front porch
Grabbed her and I kissed her
Boy I was surprised when I saw her little sister

Lights out
Lights out
I’m glad the lights was out
Sister knows what it’s all about
What to do when the lights go out

Mother looked at me
She was peepin’ through the window
Way she looked at me you’d have thought I was her sister

Lovin’ on the front porch
Took mama’s swing
I can almost hear those weddin’ bells ring

Lights out
Lights out
I’m glad the lights was out
Sister knows what it’s all about
What to do when the lights go out

Now we’re married
And we got a little house
Had to marry little sister ’cause the lights went out

Lights out
Lights out
I’m glad the lights was out
Sister knows what it’s all about
What to do when the lights go out

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Crawlin’ King Snake

St. Vitus Dance
St. Vitus Dance
      Crawlin' King Snake

(Words and Music The Doors)

Well, I’m the Crawlin’ King Snake
And I rule my den
I’m the Crawlin’ King Snake
And I rule my den
Yeah, don’t mess ’round with my mate
Gonna use her for myself

Caught me crawlin’, baby, window
Grass is very high
Keep on crawlin’ till the day I die
Crawlin’ King Snake
And I rule my den
You better give me what I want
Gonna crawl no more

Caught me crawlin’, baby
Crawlin’ ’round your door
Seein’ everything I want
I’m gonna crawl on your floor
Let’s crawl
And I rule my den
C’mon, give me what I want
Ain’t gonna crawl no more

Alright, crawl a while

C’mon crawl
C’mon crawl
Get on out there on your hands and knees, baby
Crawl all over me
Just like the spider on the wall
Ooo, we gonn’ crawl, one more

Well, I’m the Crawlin’ King Snake
And I rule my den
Call me the Crawlin’ King Snake
And I rule my den
Yeah, don’t mess ’round with my mate
Gonna use her for myself

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Respectable

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St. Vitus Dance
      Respectable

(Words and Music Rolling Stones)

Well now we’re respected in society
We don’t worry about the things that we used to be
We’re talking heroin with the president
Well it’s a problem, sir, but it can’t be bent
Uh yes!

Well now you’re a pillar of society
You don’t worry about the things that you used to be
You’re a rag-trade girl, you’re the queen of porn
You’re the easiest lay on the White House lawn
Get out of my life, don’t come back
Get out of my life, don’t come back

She’s so respectable
She’s so respectable
She’s so delectable
She’s so respectable
Get out of my life
Don’t take my wife
Don’t come back
Get out of my life
Don’t take my wife
Don’t come back
What I say!

She’s so respectable
She’s so respectable
She’s so respectable
She’s so respectable
Get out of my life
Don’t take my wife
Don’t come back
Oh get out of my life
Don’t take my wife
Don’t come back
She’s so respectable
She’s so respectable
She’s so delectable
She’s so respectable
Get out of my life
Don’t take my wife
Don’t come back…woo!
Get out of life
Don’t take my wife
Don’t come back
Get out of my life
Don’t take my wife
Don’t come back, come back, hey

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What’s Buggin’ You?

St. Vitus Dance
St. Vitus Dance
      What's Buggin' You?

(Words and Music, sort of, Bo Didley)

You always hollering ‘bout where I been
you always bug me ‘bout the money I spend
What’s bugging’ you my girl?
What’s bugging’ you my girl?

Tell you baby all I know
That I wasn’t gonna treat you wrong no
What’s bugging’ you my girl?
What’s bugging’ you my girl?

I give you money to buy you shoes
everything I get well I bring it straight to you
What’s bugging’ you my girl?
What’s bugging’ you my girl?

You know Iove you, yes I do
Tell me baby yea yea yea yea
What’s bugging’ you my girl?
What’s bugging’ you my girl?

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On the Road Again

St. Vitus Dance
St. Vitus Dance
      On the Road Again

(Words and Music Bob Dylan)

Well, I wake up in the morning
There’s frogs inside my socks
Your mama, she’s hidin’
Inside the icebox
Your daddy walks in wearin’
A Napoleon Bonaparte mask
Then you ask why I don’t live here
Honey, do you have to ask?

Well, I go to pet your monkey
I get a face full of claws
I ask who’s in the fireplace
And you tell me Santa Claus
The milkman comes in
He’s wearing a derby hat
And you ask why I don’t live here
Honey, how come you have to ask me that?

Well, I asked for something to eat
I’m hungry as a hog
So I get brown rice, seaweed
And a dirty hot dog
I’ve got a hole
Where my stomach disappeared
Then you ask why I don’t live here
Honey, I gotta think you’re really weird

Your grandpa’s cane
It turns into a sword
Your grandma prays to pictures
That are pasted on a board
Everything inside my pockets
Your uncle steals
And you ask why I don’t live here
Honey, I can’t believe that you’re for real

Well, there’s fistfights in the kitchen
They’re enough to make me cry
Little mailman comes in
Even he’s got to take a side
Even the butler
He’s got something to prove
Then you ask why I don’t live here
Honey, how come you don’t move?

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