Written by Fiachna O'Braonain and Michelle Shocked
When she hung her laundry out to dry She squinted into a clear blue sky But the weather's changed and I know why Like bleach stains rain clouds roll on by Right as ruin the raindrops fell Big and fat as a homeroom spitball No time to try to get 'em all Bring in the underpants and overalls And left four sheets out on the line 'Cause even ghosts got to sleep sometime She saved one for the man who's dying I'm sure it weren't for the lack of trying Who can predict a hurricane Without a single drop of rain The wind is proud but the weather's vain And laundry day will never be the same The storm clouds came but it was too late then So they hung four sheets to the wind When it blows over she'll bring them in They were only gonna get dry again Now I don't want to give the impression That this was your typical tropical depression Some folks never seem to learn the lesson So might I make this suggestion I won't say anything's wrong A riddle's a riddle, a song's a song The summer heat, when hate is strong So can't we all just get along? Who can predict a hurricane Without a single drop of rain The wind is proud but the weather's vain The laundry day will never be the same Well who can predict a hurricane Without a single drop of rain The wind is proud but the weather's vain And laundry day will never be the same
Written by Fiachna O'Braonain and Michelle Shocked
I've been living with the pain so long I've been gaining on you Gaining on you all of the time What did not kill me made me stronger If I live any longer I know I'm gonna blow sky-high I drip dry I drip dry I drip, drip dry I drip dry You can watch and wish me well it's true But who can really tell what's gonna make or break a woman inside Oh the secret to my power comes in my darkest hour I fell down on my knees and I cry Drip dry I drip dry Drip, drip dry I drip dry It's true I never learned to pray in an ordinary way I must say this I will never deny When my soul is in despair I say this little prayer I say "Tell me what Lord, tell me why" I drip dry I drip dry Drip, drip dry I drip dry Someday my heart is gonna stop I'm standin' at the top of a mountain never thought I could climb Yes and on the other side love is not divided I put my troubles out on the line I drip dry I drip dry I drip, drip dry I drip dry
Written by Fiachna O'Braonain and Michelle Shocked
I've been wound up so tight today Somebody said I couldn't sing Does he have something to say Or is getting in the way his thing I don't mean to be angry I won't let it confuse me I won't allow the monkey-man To simply try and use me I've been soul searching Out in the cold Gold mining In the pits of my soul My hidden treasure Will give me so much pleasure And the monkey-man behind his bench I'm gonna loosen my ties with a monkey-wrench With a monkey-wrench With a monkey-wrench With a monkey-wrench All tied up I feel I've been done over Get that monkey off of my back I won't be no pushover 'Cause everybody can cast a spell We all got a story So let it out, it's yours to tell When you tell it be sure you tell it well Soul searching Digging deep inside Gold mining In the fields of my mind I've been soul searching Out in the cold Gold mining In the pits of my soul Nuts and bolts Don't give an inch Loosen up With a monkey-wrench Nuts and bolts Don't give an inch Loosen up With a monkey-wrench Soul searching, soul searching, soul searching Soul searching, soul searching, soul searching
Written by Fiachna O'Braonain/BP Fallon/Peter O'Toole/Liam O'Maonlai
Crescent moon over Crescent City Sweat's a' pourin' and the girls are gritty Joints are jumpin' Changin' lights Dancin' naked through the night Trombone Shorty's in the street Drums are rollin' out their beat Boys are swingin' girls around My heart is jumpin' to the sound of New Orleans She's the Queen of Sleaze New Orleans She got me on my knees New Orleans She's the girl of my dreams Riverboats on the Mississippi Playin' poker for a glass of whiskey My head is spinnin' to the sound of the Roulette ball going round and round Trombone Shorty's in the street Shiny shoes upon his feet Boys are swingin' girls around I fell in love to the sound of New Orleans She's the Queen of Sleaze New Orleans She got me on my knees New Orleans She's the girl of my dreams Now we're walking down the street I never thought that we could meet She took me up She spun me round Her names no secret She's the sound of New Orleans She's the Queen of Sleaze New Orleans She got me on my knees New Orleans She's the girl of my dreams New Orleans She's the Queen of Sleaze New Orleans She got me on my knees New Orleans She's the girl of my dreams
Written by Fiachna O'Braonain and Michelle Shocked
Give us funky music in the French Quarter We gotta blow away the blues In the Creole cottage in the slave quarters They got a funny feeling to lose I came from outta town tryin' to make a good connection Take a look and see what's going down I know I'm gonna find a positive injection The songs are in the air and underground Feeling like a slave way out in California Feeling like a stoker in New York Keep the fire burnin' in my heart and in my home Feel it in my skin and in my bone Give us funky music in the French Quarter We gotta blow away the blues In the Creole cottage in the slave quarters They got a funny feeling to lose Sittin' on the fence with a noise ordinance Preservations all that remains Sixteen blues bars is the way things are Down on the Decatur and Dumaine Staring at the Natchez pouring water on a sachet Sittin' at the Cafe Du Monde, yeah Listenin' to a jug band try to tell a brass band "Take it to another part of town", oh Don't let it distress you Let it hold it and caress you Kiss and baby bless you tonight Singin' ooh-la-la-la-la's, ooh-la-la-la-la's Groove baby's lullaby Give us funky music in the French Quarter We gotta blow away the blues In the Creole cottage in the slave quarters We got a funny feeling to lose Ooh-la-la-la-la, ooh-la-la-la-la Groove baby lullaby Ooh-la-la-la-la, ooh-la-la-la-la It's the groove baby's lullaby Ooh-la-la-la, ooh-la-la-la Groove baby lull..., groove baby's lullaby Ooh-la-la-la, ooh-la-la It's the groove baby's lullaby
Written by Fiachna O'Braonain and Michelle Shocked
She got bells on her ankles and a stud in her nose For us to entangle was wrong I suppose Her family reunion, a time and a place And I could see eight good years disappear from her face And love must have it's dance Last love will always glance And long for lost romance And now the sweet shelter of my New Orleans room I remember the time that we filled up her womb And love that is over but far from being ruined Is all that remains of this honeymoon Love must have it's dance Last love will always glance And long for lost romance But where does the love go when it goes away Like little girls laughter on bright sunny days Just splashin' and dancin' they play in the rain And love comes full circle again Love must have it's dance Last love must have it's glance And long for lost romance And love must have it's dance
Written by Fiachna O'Braonain and Michelle Shocked
I can see it in the sunshine I can see it in the sea I can see it in the skyline Can you see it in me And I can taste it in a fine wine Travelled far from overseas And I believe that you could be mine Can you believe it in me Come on over You'll find me standin' by your side And I can feel it in the daytime And I can hear it still at night And in the morning will you be mine Or will you vanish out of sight Come on over You'll find me standin' by your side I'm gettin' rid of all my worries Whisper them into a tree Let the love come on unhurried Let it slowly set me free And I can smell it in the bluebells And I can feel it in the breeze And all I'm asking in a nutshell Is can you see it in me Come on over You'll find me standin' by your side
Written by Fiachna O'Braonain and Michelle Shocked
Holding on As only a lover can I feel him slipping Right through my hands I've got to let him go I've got to let it be I've got to let him find Some peace of mind As only a lover As only a lover As only a lover Only a lover can We're on stolen time It's not ours to keep Now lay in my arms And try to sleep Put your trust in God Give your hand to Fate We've got to hope and pray We've got to watch and wait As only a lover Only a lover Only a lover Only a lover can Only love can bring such joy and leave such pain Only love can take so much and still remain Only love can die and we come back again and take us were we've never been Only love Only love Only love Only a lover can Only a lover Only a lover Only a lover Only a lover can Oooh...
Written by Michelle Shocked and Wayne Lastname
We've got a lot of bad apples, a lot of damn snakes We need a lot of room, we're gonna make some mistakes It takes a whole lotta livin' to make us feel at home Then sit back and watch the garden grow It takes a lotta lovin' to get things right It takes a lotta forgivin' to give up the fight Makes a lotta sense to mend your fence Then sit back and watch the garden grow Well back in Paradise it sure was nice But opportunity it never seemed to knock twice You got to live and learn It ain't no sin to try and try again Well birds and the bees, a lot of bad seeds We got to get our hands dirty now to pull out the weeds We got to get right down upon our knees That's what it takes to make this garden grow Well you got to understand afterall we're only human We're doin' the best that we can Like the flowers and the trees we need a cool breeze And the care of a Loving Hand Back in Paradise it sure was nice But opportunity it never seemed to knock twice You got to live and learn It ain't no sin to try and try again You got to live and learn It ain't no sin to try and try again You got to live and learn It ain't no sin to try and try again
Traditional
The water is wide I can't cross over And neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat That can carry two And both shall row My Love and I Oh love is gentle And love is kind The sweetest flower When first it's new But love grows old And waxes cold And fades away Like morning dew