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Soul Caddy
October 2000

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Diamond Light, Diamond Light
Diamond Light, Diamond Light
Believe me when I tell ya
I'm nostalgic for that good ol' atomic bomb
God knows I miss cross-dressin' Annie
Out there boogieing with Tyrannosaurus Bob
Now it's a cyberdelic world of jet boys and tiger girls
They sold us down the river
But the diamond light still shimmers from our hearts

Diamond Light - turn on, turn on your light
Diamond Light Boogie sparklin' bright
Shine on, shine your light
Sunglass Sam kept you up all night
(Oh yeah) That's right
Bubblegum girls wear their pants too tight
Oh yeah! (Let's go!)
Let the 21st century roll!
Diamond Light, Diamond Light Boogie

They've hit the streets of fire
Shoved right out of doorways, trippin' out in drag
Here comes the Countess Connie Casserole
She's butterflyin' in expensive rags
And then they sniff themselves awake
While they do the titty shake
This century is ending
It's your last chance to dance to rock 'n' roll

Diamond Light - turn on, turn on your light
Diamond Light Boogie sparklin' bright
Shine on, shine your light
Sunglass Sam kept you up all night
(Oh yeah) That's right
Bubblegum girls wear their pants too tight
Oh yeah! (Let's go!)
Let the 21st century roll!
Diamond Light, Diamond Light Boogie

So come on!

Shine on...shine on...

Diamond Light, Diamond Light...Boogie

What's the matter Jesus? Did you forget my name?
I'm the one with the tumor like a flower in my brain
And I have learned to rue the day that I
Slid from my utopia of amniotic slime
God is a spider
God is a spider
God is a spider
Tryin' to block my path

And it's a matter of fate, and it's a matter of love into hate
Mistakes - I wanna make my final escape
My final escape
Mayday Mayday Mayday Mayday

I was born a Taurus, and not a toreador
I can't join your chorus, I'm getting way too bored
And I don't wanna die, I'm gonna plug my ears
Why am I disgusted by the things I overhear?

God is a spider
God is a spider
God is a spider
Tryin' to block my path

Crows in the cornfield, reaper swings the scythe
I know a venomous bird about to fly
Smear the paint 'til the colors run
It's nearly time, I'm nearly done
Flaming orange open sky

And it's a matter of fate, and it's a matter of love into hate
Mistakes - I wanna make my final escape
My final escape
Mayday Mayday Mayday Mayday

Aw just get hip to the rhythm, and let the rhythm take you away
Don't get bored or excited, just look at ol' Dean Martin's face
It's an easy breezy motion, that's the way to make it all good
And you'll be a mighty swinger, just the same as Tiger Woods
I'm talkin' 'bout the big swing
The whole enchilada
The big swing
Do ya get me? Understood?
I'm talkin' 'bout the big swing
The whole enchilada
The big swing
Aw last I checked it all, in fact, was good

Do you wanna keep 'em straight when you hit 'em?
And put your big drive in the fairway?
Knock 'em flat when you tip your hat
To the chippies when they look blase
Nothin's too outrageous, and you got me in a real good mood
'Cause I'm a swanky New York Yankee, with a can-do attitude!

I'm talkin' 'bout the big swing
The whole enchilada
The big swing
Do ya get me? Understood?
I'm talkin' 'bout the big swing
The whole enchilada
The big swing
Aw last I checked it all, in fact, was good

Aw swing it!

Back to back
Side to side
Swing attack, mama
Glide, brother, glide
Back to back
Side to side
Swing attack!

I'm talkin' 'bout the big swing
The whole enchilada
The big swing
Do ya get me? Understood?
I'm talkin' 'bout the big swing
The whole enchilada
The big swing
Aw last I checked it all, in fact
Last I checked it all, in fact
Last I checked it all, in fact, was good

Swing the damn club...

No I never cry
Never never never cry
Since I found a home, I'm free to fly
No more loneliness
I'm comin' from a new address
Now I found some hearts that
are on my wavelength
So come this way, it's tres gentile
Get on up to the barbecue
Just paper plates and you'll
find that we ain't
Fancy people with attitudes

(But if you're gonna)
Stay, don't just stay
Come let's sway around
Stay, don't just stay
Move your head around
Feel the rhythm and you
You can do no wrong
Soul dancin' all summer long

I want you to know
Now that I'm about to go
That your party saved me,
and moved my soul
There's so much sweetness
Wellin' up inside my chest
That I'll remember when I'm far away

She said, "I'll still be
here when you get back
So take care of yourself and crew
And oh my word, all those giggly girls
Goin' boy crazy at you"

(But if you're gonna)
Stay, don't just stay
Come let's sway around
Stay, don't just stay
Move your head around
Feel the rhythm and you
You can do no wrong
Soul dancin' all summer long

Can you feel it, yeah
You can do no wrong
Stay a little bit...longer...

Don't you wanna stay, don't just stay
But come this way, and
you'll find that we ain't
Fancy people with attitudes

(But if you're gonna)
Stay, don't just stay
Come let's sway around
Stay, don't just stay
Move your head around
Feel the rhythm and you
You can do no wrong
Soul dancin' all
All around, all around

Soul dancin' all summer long...

Where am I going? Makes no difference to me
Where am I going? It don't matter to me
Yellow leaves fall all around me
In wonderful decay
Shed no tears for dry dead flowers
Let them fall where they may

Where am I going? Makes no difference to me
Where am I going? It don't matter to me

Like a circus ride, spinnin' around
I'm a careless boy
But now I feel all right
To let go and just hang around

She takes Cindy Sherman pictures
And she cuts herself
She says, "I hear banjos when you're naked"
Then she laughs like hell

But I will let nothing disturb this peace

And forever I'll drift
Like a comet through the black
In the constellation of moles
That are spiraled on her back

Where am I going?

Where am I going? Makes no difference to me
Where am I going? It don't matter to me
Where am I going? Makes no difference to me

I will let nothing disturb this peace.

The Soul Cadillac is drivin' up
The Soul Cadillac is in me
Well a soul transformed from a dirty truck
By a girl who loves me
I was alone
I wore the fragrance of men who worked in the heat
I work all day
Pouring the asphalt and shaping the concrete
And I sing now

The Soul Cadillac is drivin' up
The Soul Cadillac is in me
Well a soul transformed from a dirty truck
By a girl who loves me

She's a warm-hearted girl
And such a treasure to hold
To a working man's body
She's like music with plenty of soul

She's my Soul Cadillac

I met her down at the East Town Pub
In a slow dance we embraced
She fixed up my home down by the water
And made it a comfortable place
Oh I tell ya

She's a warm-hearted girl
And such a treasure to hold
To a working man's body
She's like music
She's my soul

The Soul Cadillac is drivin' up
The Soul Cadillac is in me
Well a soul transformed from a dirty truck
By a girl who loves me

Caught in a revolving door
And my lungs are suffocating
Working hard is my reward
And my life is so frustrating
I'm a martyr to myself
And a hero to my family
I can feel a breaking point,
A longing to be free
but instead I'll

Hang in there and suffer with the rest
I'm a drunk and a sentimental man so
Just dust us off a bottle of your best
Irish Whiskey and drink with me
To departed friends. To departed friends.

In the middle of the night,
I wake up. My heart is pounding
I expected more from life
Than a house and TV watching
'Cause I wimped out on myself.
Blame it on friends and family
'Cause they don't appreciate I sacrificed my dreams
but instead I'll

Hang in there and suffer with the rest
I'm a drunk and a sentimental man so
dust us off a bottle of your best
Irish Whiskey and drink with me
To departed friends. To departed friends.
To departed friends. To departed friends.
To departed friends... DEPARTED!

Hey there guys I'm not the enemy it's
just a shared frustration that
makes us fight
It's a long fuckin' drive to not make any money
Merry Christmas at least we gotta try
but instead I'll

Hang in there and suffer with the rest
I'm a drunk and a sentimental man so
dust us off a bottle of your best
Irish Whiskey and drink with me
but instead I'll
Hang in there and suffer with the rest
I'm a drunk and a sentimental man so
dust us off a bottle of your best
Irish Whiskey and drink with me
Irish Whiskey and drink with me
Irish Whiskey and drink with me
To departed friends

So long Toots, bound for Chicago, it's been swell
You got your hooks into me mamma, you know damn well
You know I gotta leave, before you're up a tree
And our good thing comes crashin' to the ground

So long Toots, bound for Chicago, it's been grand
It just as might as well be Morocco or Pakistan
Tonight is New Year's Eve, but there's nothin' up my sleeve
But a place to play where all the people swing around
They made a member of me
So long Toots, bound for Chicago now

So long Toots, bound for Chicago, it's all right
I can't stay as long as I wanna, it's almost light
And that's the final star, and you've been the best so far
But you're sleepin' all alone in that big sky

So long Toots (bound for Chicago!)
So long Toots (bound for Chicago!)
So long Toots, bound for Chicago now

MY MISTAKE

Come out and play
You're my mistake
You'll be much better than yesterday

Cursing quietly in the dark
Breathing sweet with a pounding heart
No forevers but good enough for medicine

Our magnetism I can't resist
I hate myself when I get like this
The monster's in me and burns to kiss right now
''cause every single day

Baby, you're my mistake
You'll be much better than yesterday

A glazed pig on a platter lies
Birds flew out when I slashed it's side
You applauded and flashed your eyes at your lover man

You're fresh and dangerous like Brazil
Brown and common and made to kill
All surrounded and glad to go through hell
''cause every single day, baby

You're my mistake
You'll be much better than yesterday
Say what you were talkin' about

You're my mistake
You'll be much better than yesterday
Than yesterday
Than yesterday...

Come out and play

Our house, in a dull gray suburb
Where the buildings are comin' down
We live in the Polish Catholic Irish part of the town
I'll be waiting for you, you'll be makin' a scene
I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night
Help you find your way out, then we'll get you clean
I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night
Find you at the end of the night

He likes Old Style, the cerveza fria
At the tavern down by the park
He'll be OK, but unless you're local
Don't go walkin' there after dark

I'll be waiting for you, you'll be makin' a scene
I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night
Help you find your way out, then we'll get you clean
I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night

You're my blood and my father
I'm just here to give you some help

Find you at the end of the night

We made our way back through the park
Just me and you and the dog
I felt the warm, brown syrup night
Pour over us 'til it was Rembrandt dark

I'll be waiting for you, you'll be makin' a scene
I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night
Help you find your way out, then we'll get you clean
I'll be happy to find you at the end of the night

Find you at the end of the night
Find you at the end of the night
Find you at the end of the night

I was taught to always be nice so I open doors on impulse
Always make room on the sidewalk though I notice no one else does
They just plow through knocking you down
With a smug look on their faces
So I stay home writing my songs in my fantasy oasis

Would it be out of line
To spend the rest of my life in my head?
While I'm running my thumb along on the razor's edge?
Getting warm in the tub while I'm watching the clouds
Of the blood I spread

But I never said
What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
Was drop dead

I'm a loner, like or not; a Marat; Inside I'm lonely
Purified by masochism in a bleeding ceremony
Light a candle, open my hand, and I'll end retaliations
From the dog pack cowardice here in the gauchest of the nations

Would it be too benign
To spend the rest of my time in my head?
Am I hurting myself to remember?- Like Orson's sled?
I've been waiting so long for the words to this song,
I bet I bleed to death

But I never said
What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
Was drop dead

Now I hope that magically I will emerge back into life
Even though I'm vanishing now in a hemlock bath of wine
Become a hero swinging my sword in a bloody ancient world
And leave the life here ruined by guilt,
Where they need to thin the herd

Drop dead

Was what I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
Was drop dead

What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
Was drop dead

What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say
What I wanted to say

Uncle Ray is gone, a relative they couldn't find
Finally free of his insanity, they covered him with lime
In a ditch outside the old junkyard on 17
Well that crazy drunk I swear he was a gentleman to me
So take him far far away
Take him far far away
Out past all discussions, far from what they said
Take him far far away
Take him far far away
''cause we're sort of related
Here lies Uncle Ray

Dry rough skin, his hands, a working man, like bark from trees
He'd come to the back door of my family's house
For coffee and something to eat
Pushed a shopping cart all filled with junk and empty cans
He came home from the war to find his wife
Now loved another man

So take him far far away
Take him far far away
Out past all discussions, far from what they said
Take him far far away
Take him far far away
''cause we're sort of related
Here lies Uncle Ray

In this photograph we're hand in hand in deep white snow
Ray was 65 and nearly blind, and I was 4 or so
All the neighbors used to laugh and throw snowballs at him
Now I live alone and when it snows
I try not to think of them

So take him far far away
Take him far far away
Out past all discussions, far from what they said
Take him far far away
Take him far far away
''cause we're sort of related
''cause we're sort of related
''cause we're sort of related
Here lies Uncle Ray

Here lies Uncle Ray...

I hate myself
We'll have that in common
Although I've gotten most everything I wanted
Hope is still a flicker in the dark
Somewhere in the distance, a mysterious spark
If we never meet
That would be the saddest thing I know.
There's got to be somebody out there
Someone who burns like a flame
It's a beautiful night by the fountain
But I'm all alone
I don't know your name

[Dewey Redman solos]

This is to you, if you're out there
My love, you seem to be detained
I don't deserve you, but it's too cruel
That you're not here with me

Flickering... the saddest thing...
I know