1. |
Blues on a Box
04:55
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Play your guitar, boy,
Till yesterday's
Black cat
Runs out tomorrow's
Back door
And evil old
Hard luck
Ain't no more!
(Words: Lansgton Hughes)
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À Mort
03:14
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Terribo la terribline.
Vinmur se cache et se reprend.
L'autre cède et se débranche, puis revient en crochet.
Et gnou, et glou et grouwouwou.
Poitrines, bras, jambes, et crânes, nez et dents.
Les voici qui débouchent dans la lutte.
Et houh!
Wouh!
Houwouwouh!
Cependant se détache le sang;
Se détachent petit à petit les sentiments,
La vie aussi,
Et se détachent enfin deux cadavres sur le chemin trempé,
Par un jour de grande pluie, en septembre.
(Words: Henri Michaux)
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3. |
Portland Town
05:08
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I was born in Portland Town, I was born in Portland Town
Yes I was, yes I was, yes I was
I got married in Portland Town, I got married in Portland Town
Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did
Children I had one two three, children I had one two three
Yes I did, yes I did, yes I did
Frank, Jimmy and Johnny made three, Frank, Jimmy and Johnny made three
Yes they did, yes they did, yes they did
Sent my children off to war, sent my children off to war
Yes they did, yes they did, yes they did
Killed my children one two three, killed my children one two three
Yes they did, yes they did, yes they did
Murdered my children one two three, murdered my children one two three
Yes they did, yes they did, yes they did
I won’t have no kids no more, I won’t have no kids no more
No I won’t, no I won’t, no I won’t
(Words: Derroll Adams)
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4. |
Blues for Sister Sally
08:46
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I
moon-faced baby with cocaine arms
nineteen summers
nineteen lovers
novice of the junkie angel
lay sister of mankind penitent
sister in marijuana
sister in hashish
sister in morphine
against the bathroom grimy sink
pumpink her arms full of life
(holy holy)
she bears the stigma (holy holy) of the raving christ
(holy holy)
holy needle
holy powder
holy vein
dear miss lovelorn: my sister makes it with a hunk
of glass do you think this is normal miss lovelorn
I DEMAND AN ANSWER!
II
weep
for my sister she walks with open veins
leaving her blood in the sewers of your cities
from east coast
to west coast
to nowhere
how shall we canonize our sister who is not
quite dead
who fornicates with strangers
who masturbates with needles
who is afraid of the dark and wears her long hair soft
and black
against her bloodless face
III
midnight and the room dream-green and hazy
we are all part of the collage
brother and sister, she leans against the wall
and he, slipping the needle in her painless arm
pale fingers (with love) against the pale arm
IV
children our afternoon is soft, we lean against
each other
our stash is in our elbows
our fix is in our heads
god is a junkie and he has sold salvation
for a week's supply
(Words: Lenore Kandel)
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