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King of the road

All their children and all of their names
And every handout in every town
Every lock that ain't locked when no one's around
I sing:
 
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
Ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but, two hours of pushing broom
Buys a eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means by no means
King of the road
 
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
Ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but, two hours of pushing broom ...
 

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New Takeover

Young boy I ain't no more
I got them scars
Like a soldier
I was alone
All I had was just me and myself
And I did it
And nobody's been this
Now you want in
It's too late, it's over
I told ya
 
Bridge:
We gonna get it
New takeover
We gonna get it
New takeover
And I wanna hear you all be saying
 
Chorus:
Oh I, oh-oh, oh I, oh-oh...
New takeover
Oh I, oh-oh, oh I, oh-oh...
New takeover
And I wanna hear you all be saying
New takeover
 
Young boy, I'm a man
Oh, I got a plan
Well you don't understand
I was alone
All I had was just me and myself
And I did it
And nobody's been this
Now you want in
It's too late, it's over
I told ya
 
Bridge
 
Chorus
 
How I got the whole world wide open
Walking through every door that was closing
Now I'm following a heart that's been broken
 
Bridge
 
Chorus
 

Paper Tiger

Quit beating your chest and acting like you're gonna bite
A big hole out of me
Quit messing and testing 'cause this ain't at all
Impressing to me
 
Paper tiger, paper tiger
You paper tigers are all alike
Your roar is much worse than your bite
 
Quit spying and sighing and lying and trying
To be so mean
'Cause you ain't scaring nobody, baby
You're just making a scene
 
Paper tiger, paper tiger
You're just a-fluttering in the tree
Ain't shaking no one but the leaves
 
Oh, how you try to be so brave
Thinking that I'll run back to ya and be afraid
And so you try to come on strong
Thinking that I will go along, but you're wrong
 
Paper tiger, paper tiger
You paper tigers are all alike
Your roar is much worse than your bite
Your roar is much worse than your bite
 
'C'mere, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty
Ha ha ha ha'
 

Poor unfortunate souls

I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light, and made a switch
 
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And here lately, please don't laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, lonely, and depressed
 
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
 
Poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, 'Spells, Ursula, please!'
And I help them!
Yes I do
 
Now it's happened once or twice
Someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes I've had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've been a saint
To those poor unfortunate souls
 
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
 
Poor unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, 'Spells, Ursula, please!'
And I help them!
Yes I do
 
The men up there don't like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore!
Yes on land it's much preferred for ladies not to say a word
And after all dear, what is idle prattle for?
 
They're not all that impressed with conversation
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn
On a lady who's withdrawn
It's she who holds her tongue who get's a man
 
(come on you) Poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
 
I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day
It won't cost much
Just your voice!
 
(yeah, yeah)
 
Poor unfortunate soul
It's sad (so sad) but true
If you want to cross the bridge
You've got the pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and
 
(come on you)
 
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
 
(come on you)
 
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, 'Spells, Ursula, please!'
And I help them!
Yes I do
 

Close to Thee

Close to Thee
The United Methodist Hymnal Number 407
Text: Fanny J. Crosby
Music: Silas J. Vail
Tune: ---, Meter: 87.87 with Refrain
 
1. Thou my everlasting portion,
more than friend or life to me,
all along my pilgrim journey,
Savior, let me walk with thee.
Refrain:
Close to thee, close to thee,
close to thee, close to thee,
all along my pilgrim journey,
Savior, let me walk with thee.
 
2. Not for ease or worldly pleasure,
nor for fame my prayer shall be;
gladly will I toil and suffer,
only let me walk with thee.
(Refrain)
 
3. Lead me through the vale of shadows,
bear me o'er life's fitful sea;
then the gate of life eternal
may I enter, Lord, with thee.
(Refrain)