Look at the Fool
Look At The Fool
Bring It On Up
Helpless
Freeway Blues
Tijuana Moon
Ain't It Peculiar
Who Could Deny You
Mexicali Voodoo
Down In The Street
Wanda Lu
Look At The Fool
Each and every day, every little way,
I've been a lovin' you,
I can't live without lovin' at night
Makes it hard to say it's wrong
When I know it's right
Even though the years won't be kind
I love you more than I care about myself,
I love ya, hate ya for what you're doin' to my health,
I love ya, hate ya for all the love ya make me feel,
I love ya darlin' 'cause ya know I can't leave
But when you're gone,
I'm little boy lost in the storm with the wolves,
Flames all around I talk to myself and pray to the rain
That this lonely curse won't drive me insane,
I run into the sea,
But the sea only sighs
Look at the fool that love brings me
Written by Tim Buckley
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Bring It On Up
Seems like in every hip conversation honey
People brag about where they all come from
Seems like in every hip conversation, woman
I just end up sucking on my thumb
Lord I'm just a I'm just a pauper,
I been raised in a trailer park yeah,
Ain't got that much honey to brag about
I just drinkin' all alone in the dark
I said bring it on up
To my room woman
I can't carry this load alone
Well I don't need none of that phony moaning woman
No, I don't need it to get it on honey
No, take off your wig darlin' now
Throw away those pills now woman;
No, highway we're gonna roll;
Ah, you know that good king lovin' gonna make it
All right now honey, no,
Ah woman we--we're gonna' turn the tide around;
Talk about tongue to tongue, woman
Written by Tim Buckley
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Helpless
I don't know why,
You bring my sense alive,
You know you look so foxy wise
You turn my head around
You know the talk's around town
You do a funky rumba
You make an old man stop
You make a young man wonder;
Come on and love me
Come on and love me
Until I'm helpless
Come on and love me
Until I'm helpless
Makin' love like a skin cat crawlin' across the highway
I don't know why
You bring my sense alive
Come on and love me
Until I'm helpless
Helpless,
Helpless,
Makin' love like a skin cat crawlin' 'cross the highway
Written by Tim Buckley
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Freeway Blues
I never swallowed that cheap booze
I keep my distance from straight dudes,
I joined the army just to get more fame,
I love my bluesy cause she walks so strange,
Ah, well you know I think we ought to have a party,
Just to break up the day,
Come on and meet me on an easy exit,
Of our brand new freeway
I've got the freeway it's sublime rocket ship blues,
I got the tug boat high steppin' starstudded blues,
I got the kite flyin' double bubble Sunday school blues,
I got the hotel bump and grind money makin' blues
Ah, come on down and play in the traffic
And watch the cars go crazy
We'll pull all over the starlight and disappear in the haze
I've got the hot dog hanky pankin' all night long blues
I've got the cop car shoot out whistle pig blues
I've got the rose bowl low tide lawn mower blues
I've got the freeway Dixieland rocketship blues;
I never swallowed that cheap booze,
I keep my distance from straight dudes,
I joined the army just to get more fame,
I love my bluesy cause she walks so strange
Yeah we oughta have a party
Yeah just to break up the day
Come on over 'cause I am high
Got to figure out which way to cruise
Written by Tim Buckley & Larry Beckett
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Tijuana Moon
They told me all the hymns were born
Out of the saxophone,
And I went down to test them all
Beneath the Tijuana moon,
I saw violence in the moon
Two broken lovers strong and strewn,
I drank myself into a dream:
Tijuana moon,
My daddy Tijuana moon,
Oh my darlin',
Tijuana moon Lord my daddy
Tijuana moon
You can keep the Texas blues,
Tequila and the burning stone,
But my amigo
Nothin's good against the Tijuana moon
Talk about daddy Tijuana moon
Talk about lovin' Tijuana moon
Talk about daddy Tijuana moon
Written by Tim Buckley & Larry Beckett
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Ain't It Peculiar
Ain't it peculiar now
How our loves goes on and on
Ain't it peculiar honey,
We take the bad with the wrong
You know that time after time
A misfortune smiled,
Ain't it peculiar woman,
You know we'll laugh our way through
When will this long night of a prison ever end
When will this long night of a prison ever end
You know I'm ready to sell
Lord you're the talk of the town
The next minute you're busted
Just listenin' to that jailhouse sound;
You know that time after time
A misfortune smiled,
Ain't it peculiar woman,
How we'll just laugh our way through;
When will this long night of a prison ever end
when will this long night of a prison ever end
You know double talk is poison
But that's the rule of the game
Instead of back stabbing they practice
Of all the little things that drive you insane
You know that time after time
A misfortune smiled,
You know it's peculiar
I can still laugh our way through it,
When will this long night of a prison ever end,
When will this long night of a prison ever end
Ain't it peculiar
Written by Tim Buckley
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Who Could Deny You
I know your kind,
You've been through the mill,
Now you're standing in line,
Too proud to beg and too tired to cry,
About the one that got away,
Your first love
Oh he taught you how to pay
And now you're all alone
You've got your misery,
You were not taught so well sister
That's why you ended up with me
Now that you've found me,
Oh darling please don't tease me,
All of my naked years are in front of me,
Come here darling,
Lay down by my side
Lovin' the way you do,
Oh, woman won't you tell me,
Tell me who,
Tell me who can deny you;
You love and you lose, you're lost in the blue
Your turn again, you paid your way but it's under your skin
And it'll never let you go, under your skin so deep
It never really shows;
You're all alone but you've got your misery
The sea is raging honey reaching for you and me;
Now that you've found me,
Oh darling please don't tease me,
All of my naked years are here in front of me,
Come here darling,
Lay down by my side
Lovin' the way you do,
Oh, woman won't you tell me,
Tell me who,
Tell me who can deny you
Written by Tim Buckley
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Mexicali Voodoo
You take the train from Yuma,
Down to Mexicali,
And by the crack of midnight
You've got that border town fever,
Well down in Madam Woo's cafe
In back of She Cat Alley
Madam Woos mix some Mexicali voodoo
Mexicali Bella
Bella voodoo
Americano don't you know what he do
Three days later
In an elevator
Three days later
Mexicali Bella
Bella voodoo
Americano don't know what he do
Written by Tim Buckley
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Down In The Street
Down in the street
There's a gunshot warnin'
Here comes that blue parade
Ready to save the day;
Down in the street
There's a whole block burning
Shout out for rent control
I ride the gang patrol;
Oh it's just another sign
That summer's comin',
City wars and flash floods and tornados,
Festivals for rock and roll season
Beach talk baseball and a handy household hymns;
Yes it's true in the U.S. of A.
There's lots of room at the top,
Oh but you can't sit down,
On, no you can't sit down
And don't you know that boudoir
Looks just a ball and chain
Oh, no you can't sit down
All through the night
You hear gunshot warnings
This time it wasn't you,
Paid your dues;
All through the night
You hear the city moaning
But be a tomcat prowling
Baby, your stomach's growling;
Oh, it's just another sign
That summer's comin',
City wars and flash floods and tornados,
Festivals for rock and roll season
Beach talk baseball and a handy household hymns;
Written by Tim Buckley
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
Wanda Lu
Wanda Lu could you ever be true
Wanda Lu could you ever be true
You're the only Mexican girl in town I know honey
I know good and well we're gonna fit it like a glove now,
I got a hand full of Spanish songs and wine,
We're gonna get it in the back seat honey
Wanna make you mine
Wanda Lu could you ever be true
Wanda Lu could you ever be true
Well I've been watching you all week honey
Walking up and down the hall
I got one to think about honey
And I know it ain't wrong
Whoa won't cha' come here while I watch you, Wanda Lu
Just let me get next to ya darlin'
Wanna try and tame you
Written by Tim Buckley
Lyrics c.1974 Fifth Floor Music, Inc. [ASCAP]
