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Dr. Feelgood
Dr. Feelgood


Информация
Откуда Canvey Island, Essex, United Kingdom
Жанры Pub Rock
Blues Rock
Годы 1971—н.в.
Лейблы United Artists Records
См. также Eddie and the Hot Rods
The Kursaal Flyers
Сайт Website
Состав
Robert Kane
Steve Walwyn
Kevin Morris
P H Mitchell
Бывшие участники
Lee Brilleaux
Wilko Johnson
John B Sparks
The Big Figure
John 'Gypie' Mayo
Johnny Guitar
Buzz Barwell
Pat McMullen
Gordon Russell
Pete Gage
Dave Bronze



Альбом Dr. Feelgood


Doctors Orders (1984)
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(wallis/brilleaux/russell/mitchell/morris)
(plangent visions music ltd./zomba music publ.ltd.)

Sharp suit, big car
Who do you think you are ?
Moving real fast
How long can it last ?
Don't push your luck too far

I'll tell you where you are
You're close but no cigar
You're close but no cigar

She laughs, you smile
You think that's style
Like hiding on the bed


She touched you there
You're reaching for the stars

I'll tell you where you are
You're close but no cigar
You're close but no cigar

No truth or lies have passed alibis
She'll swear she's square
Well baby, I don't care
I saw you in his car

I'll tell you where you are
You're close but no cigar
You're close but no cigar

. . .


I'm not the man you're looking for
Honey, let go of my hand and show me the door

So long, you got me wrong
You ain't got me going, baby
You got me gone

Somewhere there's a fellow that's waiting for you
Somewhere there's a man with nothing better to do

So long, you got me wrong
You ain't got me going, baby
You got me gone

There's a man for the money
There's a man for the show
Listen to what I tell you, honey
I'm a man for the road

I'm not the man you're looking for
Honey, let go of my hand and show me the door

So long, you got me wrong
You ain't got me going, baby
You got me gone

There's a man for the money
There's a man for the show
Listen to what I tell you, honey
I'm a man for the road

Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
'cause you ain't got me going, honey
You got me gone

Gone, gone, gone...

. . .


You don't love me baby
You don't love me, yes I know
You don't love me, pretty baby
You don't love me and I know

If you leave me now, baby
Don't you know it's gonna hurt me so?

I'm gonna tell my mama
I'm gonna tell my papa too

I'm gonna tell my mama
I'm gonna tell my papa too
I'm gonna tell the old men
What these young girls do to you

You don't love me baby
You don't love me, yes I know
You don't love me, pretty baby
You don't love me and I know

If you say you're gonna leave me
Down that road you know I'll go

. . .


(J. Capehart/E. Cochran)
(Cross Music Ltd.)

Well listen pretty baby
Let's go out tonight
Tell your mama not to worry
Everything's gonna be alright

Don't let me hear you talking
Just be there when I call
'cause I do I do my way
or it won't be done at all

Little girl
Better hear what I say
I'm an easygoing guy
But I always gotta have my way

I was born a tiger, I've always had my way
Nothing's gonna change me on this or any day
Don't let me hear you argue when I say walk or jump
A woman ain't been born yet that can play me for a chump

Little girl
Better hear what I say
I'm an easygoing guy
But I always gotta have my way

Don't ask me for a reason
Don't even wonder why
I'll walk away and leave you
I don't wanna see you cry

I've done a lot of planning
I've got lotta things to do
So don't give me no trouble
Or me and you are through

Little girl
Better hear what I say
I'm an easygoing guy
But I always gotta have my way

I'm an easygoing guy
But I always gotta have my way
But I always gotta have my way

. . .


(valien)(chappell-morris ltd.)
Neighbour neighbourDon't worry about what goes on in my house
Always looking for something to gossip aboutYou're going around from door to doorShooting your mouth about things you don't know
Neighbour neighbourDon't worry about what goes on in my house
Neighbour neighbourDon't worry about how I treat my wife
You tell everybody we fuss and fight every nightIf you cause me trouble it's your trouble tooSomething bad's gonna happen to you

Neighbour neighbourDon't worry about what goes on in my house
Neighbour neighbourDon't worry who knocks on my front door
You're walking, talking, pacing all over the floorScreaming and scheming right through the hallsYou got your big ears, man glued to my walls
Neighbour neighbourDon't worry about what goes on in my house
In my homeIn my homeIn my homeIn my home

. . .


(sanderson/wallis)
(stiff music ltd./zomba music publ.ltd.)

Keep looking back over your shoulder
You don't know who might be there
Hiding under your bed or right behind your chair
Watching every move now and hearing every word
Be careful what you say now, you might be overheard

Don't talk of the devil
Don't talk of the devil
Don't talk of the devil
He might be near

He's watching from the tv
He waits to make a pass
You pour him from a bottle
He's smiling from your glass
He talks through women's lips now


He laughs through those eyes
Shooting from the hip now
It's all a batch of lies

Don't talk of the devil
Don't talk of the devil

Don't say I didn't warn you
'cause I'm a man who knows
Who wishes he'd never been born
Bad from head to toe
Better keep your nose clean
And keep your cards to your chest
The only thing you can do know
Is keep hoping for the best

Don't talk of the devil
(repeat to fade)

. . .


Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you
Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you
There's nobody here gonna take the place of you

I got the blues, my baby's not here with me
I got the blues, my baby's not here with me

She's a little bitty chick and I'm never gonna let her be

Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you
Hit, git and split, I'm coming back home to you
There's nobody here gonna take the place of you

Clean the house woman, this time I'm on my way
Clean the house woman, this time I'm on my way
Don't make no plans for I'm coming back home to stay

. . .


(morganfield)
(jewel music publ. co. ltd.)

All in my sleep I hear my doorbell ring
Look outside my window and see no doggone thing

Woman I'm troubled
I'm troubled and worried now (I be all worried in mind)
Well I just can't be satisfied
I just can't keep from crying


I feel like slapping a pistol in your face
I want some old graveyard to be your resting place

Woman I'm troubled
I'm troubled and worried now (I'm all worried in mind)

I'm going away to leave you, I won't be here no more
Heading for the southland and you won't have to cry no more

Woman I'm troubled
I'm troubled and worried now (be all worried in mind)

. . .


If you've ever been down to new orleans
Then you can understand just what I mean
All through the week it's as quiet as a mouse
But on Saturday night they go from house to house

You don't have to pay when you only mention
If you're a cook or a waiter or a good musician
If you just happen to be passing by
Stop in at the Saturday night fish fry

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

Now my buddy and me was on the bandstand
Fooling around, just me and him
We decided we could use something to eat
So we went to a house on rampart street

We knocked on the door and it opened with ease
A light-skinned miss said 'come in, please'
Before we could even bat an eye
We was right in the middle of a big fish fry

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

Now the woman was screaming and jumping and yelling
The bottles were flying and the fish were smelling
From way up above all the noise they made
Somebody hollered 'better get outta here, this is a raid'

I didn't know we were breaking the law
Somebody reached over and hit me on the jaw
They had locked up from the front and the back
Putting them in the wagon like potato sacks

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'til the break of dawn

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

I knew I could away if I had the chance
But I was shaking like I had St. Vitus' dance
I tried to crawl under a bathtub
A policeman said 'hey, now where you going, bud? '

They got us outta there like a house on fire
And put us all in that black mariah
They might of missed one or two
But they got both me and my buddy too

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

Well we headed for jail in a dazed condition
They booked each one of us on suspicion
My chick came down and she went my bail
Finally got me outta that rotten jail

If you ever wanna go get a fist in your eye
Just mention a Saturday night fish fry
I don't care how many fish in the sea
Don't ever mention a fish to me

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
Till the break of dawn

. . .


My baby don't have to work
She don't have to rob and steal
My baby don't have to work
She don't have to rob and steal

I'll give my baby everything that she want's
I'm a - I'm a - I'm a - I'm a - I'm a
I'm a drivin' wheel

I'm a drivin' wheel

Well she left me early this morning
She said she would be back soon
She left me early this morning
She said she would be back soon


She said she'd be back early by the morning
Now it's late late late late late on a saturday afternoon
A Saturday afternoon

Well I wrote my baby a letter
I don't want nobody to break the seal
I wrote my baby a letter
I don't want nobody to break the seal

I want this letter to go straight to my baby
I'm a - I'm a - I'm a - I'm a
I'm a drivin' wheel

I'm a drivin' wheel
I'm a drivin' wheel
I'm a drivin' wheel

. . .


(bright)
(copyright control)

In the beginning there was adam and eve
Everything was cool until she found that apple tree

Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Well you know it ain't right baby
Even made a fool of me
It ain't right
Hmmhmmmm...
It ain't right

Delilah was a beauty, samson was a man
When he fell asleep she had those scissors in her hand

Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Well you know it ain't right baby
Even made a fool of me
It ain't right


Oh yeah
It ain't right

- guitar and harmonica solo -

You can take all my money even laugh at me
Don't you try it baby you'll go down in history

Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Don't you know it ain't right
Well you know it ain't right baby
Even made a fool of me
It ain't right
Oh yeah
It ain't right

Well you know it ain't right baby
Even made a fool of me
It ain't right
Oh yeah
It ain't right
Ahhaah...
It ain't right
It ain't right

. . .


(allison)
(warner chappell music ltd.)

If this life is driving you to drink
You're sitting around wondering just what to think
Well I got some consolation
I'll give it to you if I might

I don't worry about a thing
I know nothing's gonna be alright

You know this world's just one big trouble spot
Some have and some have not
You know, I used to be troubled but


I finally saw the light

I don't worry about a thing
I know nothing's gonna be alright

Don't waste your time trying to be a go-getter
Things will get worse before they get any better
You know there's always somebody playing with dynamite
I don't worry about a thing
I know nothing's gonna be alright

I don't worry about a thing
I know nothing's gonna be alright

. . .


I've got this girl, she's got this man
I do my best, I try to do what I can

She's in the middle
She's in the middle
She's in the middle and
She doesn't know which way to turn

I say to her that she's a mixed-up kid
She says to me, she says she know what she did

She's in the middle
She's in the middle
She's in the middle and
She doesn't know which way to turn

Caught between two lovers, that's how the story goes
This could be the end and I hope you can see
What you're doing to me

I can see you love him, I don't mind
But why do you have to have two of a kind?

She's in the middle
She's in the middle
She's in the middle and
She doesn't know which way to turn

Caught between two lovers, that's how the story goes
This could be the end and I hope you can see
What you're doing to me

I've got this girl, she's got this man
I do my best, I try to do what I can

She's in the middle
She's in the middle
She's in the middle and
She doesn't know which way to turn

. . .


(Wallis/Brilleaux/Russell/Mitchell/Morris)
(Plangent Visions Music Ltd./Zomba Music Publ.Ltd.)

Don't call my name, I just must answer
This ain't no game, I ain't no chanter
Don't get me wrong, I don't want trouble
You come back strong, I'll come back double
I don't mess around, I'm dangerous

She's like a knife, sharp but pretty
She'll break your heart just for fun
You bet your life, you'll get no pity
She'll drop you flat when it's done
Look but just don't touch, she's dangerous
Dangerous
Dangerous

Big city lights, cold city nights
Sharks taking bites, dangerous
Dangerous
Dangerous

- Guitar Break -

Big city lights, cold city nights
Sharks taking bites, dangerous
Dangerous
Dangerous

So just get smart and keep away now
You wouldn't like the games we play now
It gets kinda' rough, we're dangerous
Dangerous
Dangerous

- Harp Solo to fade -

. . .


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