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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



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Stupidity (1976)
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Checking Up On My Baby
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Let me tell you 'bout a chick I know
I met her walking on an uptown street
She's so fine, babe, I wish she was mine
I get the shivers every time we meet.

Talkin' bout you, yes I do mean you
Nobody but you, I just want to get my message to you.

Let me tell you 'bout a chick I know
Let me tell you now she looks so good
So much skills, she's got a beautiful build
She ought to be in Hollywood.

Talkin' bout you, yes I do mean you
Nobody but you, I want to get my-my message to you-you-you.

Let me tell you 'bout this chick I know
Sitting right here by my side
Lovely indeed, that's why I asked her if she'd
Promises to be my bride.

Talkin' bout you, yes I do mean you
Nobody but you, I want to g-g-get my message to you-you-you.

. . .


(Wilko Johnson)

If you see my baby walking
I'm a walking by her side
Ain't no need to look too far
Because I won't be hard to find

I'm walkin twenty yards behind her
Cause I love the way she shakes behind

Everybody stops to see her
When my baby's out takin' a stroll
I see a traffic cop that flags
When a steam roller ran out of control
But when my baby walked by
He jumped up and shouted 'Bless my soul'
Bless my soul

- Break -

It's all much confusion in the town
When she's passing through
All the cars are going backwards
And the traffic lights change to blue

I'm walking twenty yards behind her
Cause I'm frightened of the damage she'll do

. . .


(As sung by the current Dr Feelgood line-up, October 1998)

All around the world
Every boy and girl
Come along with me
That's - a stupidity

All around the world
Every boy and girl
Take a lesson from me
That's - a stupidity

Papa says I look so crazy (Lee sang 'silly')
Mama says I look a fool
I don't mind their criticism
They do that every day in school

So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on TV
That's - a stupidity

So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on TV
That's - a stupidity

So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on TV
That's - a stupidity

All around the world
Every boy and girl
Come along with me
That's - a stupidity

. . .


(Wilko Johnson)

KEY: Amaj

Stand and watch the towers burning at the break of day
Steadily slowing down, been on my feet since yesterday
Gotta get a move on tryin' to find a man I know
Money in my pocket, looking for a place to go

I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty

Streets are full of signs, arrows pointing everywhere
Parks are full of people trying to get a breath of air
Listen to the weatherman praying for a drop of rain
Look into the sky, the sky is full of aeroplanes

I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty

Walking in the main drag pass the afternoon away
The sun is going down, the streets are still as bright as day
See the shiny cars driving round detecting crime
Hear the sirens wail, the cops are only killing time

I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty

I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty
I've been searching all through the city
See you in the morning down by the Jetty
I've been searching, I've been a searching for you
(to fade)

. . .


When I was a little boy, at the age of five
Keep somethin' in my pocket, keep a lot of folks alive.

Now I'm a man, made twenty-one
You know, baby, we can have a lot of fun.

I'm a man
I spell M-A-N, man.

I goin' back down, ……….
Bring back my second cousin,
Little John the conqueroo.

I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N, man.

All you pretty women, stand in line
I can make love to you baby, in an hour's time.

I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N, man.

The line I shoot will never miss
The way I make love, they can't resist.

I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N, man.

. . .


Baby, back
Dressed in black
No silver buttons down her back
High heel shoes, red-tipped toes
She broke the needle but can she sew

Walking the dog
I'm just a walking the dog
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now c'mon

I asked her father for those ten cents
And found YOU ever jumped the fence
I jumped so high, I touched the skies
And didn't come back till you knew what it meant.

Walking the dog
I'm just a walking the dog
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon c'mon now

Tell me Mary, what's your twelve
How does your garden grow
With silver bells and cockle shells?
No, with rabbits all in a row

Walking the dog
I'm just a walking the dog
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now c'mon

Baby, back
Dressed in black
No silver buttons down her back
High heel shoes, red-tipped toes
She broke the needle but can she sew

Walking the dog
I'm just a walking the dog
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now c'mon

Yeah just a walking
Ooh Wa just a walking
Ooh Wa just a walking
Now, if you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon now c'mon
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk the dog
C'mon C'mon
If you don't know how to do it
I'll show you how to walk that dog

. . .


(Wilko Johnson)

If there's something that I like
It's the way that woman walks
And if there's something I like better
It's the way she baby talks

She does it right
She does it right
She works hard every night just to make me feel alright
She told me not to worry
And there ain't a single trouble in sight

I said you ought to see her jerk
You ought to see her walk on the floor
And when she gets back to her seat
Mmh all the people cry for more

She does it right
She does it right
She works hard every night just to make me feel alright
She told me not to worry
And there ain't a single trouble in sight

I said I'd give her anything
That her little heart desires
Anything she wants
Just to keep her by my side (/satisfied)

She does it right
She does it right
She works hard every night just to make me feel alright
She told me not to worry
And there ain't a single trouble in sight

If there's something that I like
It's the way that woman walks
And if there's something I like better
It's the way she baby talks

She does it right
She does it right
She works hard every night just to make me feel alright
She told me not to worry
And there ain't a single trouble in sight

She does it right (8 x)

. . .


(Wilko Johnson/Mick Green)

I wanna live the way I like
Sleep all the morning
Goin' get my fun at night
Things ain't like that here
Workin' just to keep my payments clear
I bought a brand new motor

And I'm waitin' for a loan
So I can fill her up and start her
Then I'm going back home

I got a girl a man's best friend
I'd have her now if she'd just come back again
But she left me in the fog
Told me that I treat her like a dog
The last time that I saw her she was buryin' a bone
I'm tired of whistlin' for her

Then I'm going back home

Old Johnny Green he asked me in
We watched his TV and we drank a little gin
Then I float on down the street
Smilin' at the faces that I meet
That was back this morning
Now I'm dizzy sick and stoned
When the world stops turning
Then I'm going back home

. . .


I Don't Mind

Hey Little Baby Can We Go Strollin'
Don't You Just Know It
Got Me Rockin' And I Oughtta Be Rollin'
Don't You Just Know It

I Don't Mind If You Don't Keep Your Word
Walk And Talk I Don't Mind About That
I Don't Mind If The World Is Round
Rock Them All Under The Ground
'Cos I Don't Mind, I Don't Mind
I Don't Mind, Don't Make Me Worry
I Ain't Got Time

You've Been Sittin' Home All Alone
You've Been Talkin' On The Telephone
Oh Don't Tell Me That It's Only Your Friends
Try And Make Me Think That You're Mine Again
And I Don't Mind, I Don't Mind
I Don't Mind, I Don't Want The Worry
I Ain't Got TheTime

Oh Ain't That Something That Kind Of Talk
You Don't Understand What I'm Trying To Say Woman

I Don't Care If That Ain't What You Planned
I Know You Wanna Talk It Over One More Time
Last Time Nothing In Any Way
You Wouldn't Even Listen To A Word I'd Say
I Don't Mind, I Don't Mind
I Don't Mind, I Don't Want The Worry
And I Ain't Got The Time

I Don't Care About Anything
What Do You Figure That Gal Wants

. . .


(Wilko Johnson)

KEY: Emaj

Back in the night I lay down by your fireside
Back in the night you shook me like a landslide
I nearly missed the early shift
Dreamin' in the morning 'bout the things we did

Back in the night
Back in the night
Back in the night
Back in the night
Beneath your love light

I woke up on the floor, I asked you for some breakfast
You shoved me out the door, I jumped on to the late bus
I got to smile, I like your style
You put me out this morning but you know that I'll be

Back in the night
Back in the night
Back in the night
Back in the night
Beneath your love light

The days go by so slow, I feel just like I'm dying
Stop work whistle blow and then I start reviving
Across your yard, beneath the stars
I made it thru another day and here we are

Back in the night
Back in the night
Back in the night
Back in the night
Beneath your love light

. . .


(Jerry Leiber/Mark Stoller)

Well I'm a hog for you baby
I can't get enough of your love
I'm a hog for you baby
I can't get enough of your love
When I go to sleep at night
You're the only thing I'm dreaming of

One little piggy went to London
One piggy went to Hong Kong
This little piggy's coming over your house
I'm gonna rock you all night long

Cos I'm a hog for you baby
I can't get enough of your love
When I go to sleep at night
You're the only thing I'm dreaming of

One little piggy ate a pizza
One piggy ate potato chips
This little piggy's coming over you house
I'm gonna lock up those sweet lips

Cos I'm a hog for you baby
I can't get enough of your love
When I go to sleep at night
You're the only thing I'm dreaming of

One little piggy went to London
One piggy went to Hong Kong
This little piggy's coming over your house
I'm gonna rock you all night long

Cos I'm a hog for you baby
I can't get enough of your love
When I go to sleep at night
You're the only thing I'm dreaming of
When I go to sleep at night
You're the only thing I'm dreaming of
When I go to sleep at night
You're the only thing I'm dreaming of

. . .

Checking Up On My Baby

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. . .


(Wilko Johnson)

I saw you out the other night
I saw somebody hold you tight
Roxette, I wonder who it could be
It was so dark I couldn't see
But I know it wasn't me
When I tell you it ain't right
I know you've got to agree

I followed you into a show
The band was playing rock'n'roll
Roxette, I didn't need to seek you out
The music played so loud
That I could hear you through the crowd
You was telling everyone
About a new guy you'd found

Roxette I gotta go away
And leave you for a couple of days
Roxette, I don't want no more of your tricks
I'm gonna get some concrete mix
And fill your back door up with bricks
And you better be there waiting
When I get my business fixed

. . .


On July the 2nd, 1953
I was serving time for armed robbery
Four o'clock in morning, I was sleepin' in my cell
I heard a whistle blow, I heard somebody yell.

There's a riot goin' on, there's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on up in cell block N°9.

The trouble started in cell block no. 4,
It spread like fire across the prison floor
I said : 'Come on boys, get ready to run'
'Here comes the warden with a tommy gun'.

There's a riot goin' on, there's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on up in cell block N°9.

The warden said : 'Come out with your hands up in the air'
'If you don't stop this riot, you're all gonna get the chair'
Scarface Jones said : 'It's too late to quit'
'And pass the dynamite 'cause the fuse is lit'.

There's a riot goin' on, there's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on up in cell block N°9.

The ninety-second hour, the tear gas got our men
Crawled back in our cells but every now and then ..

There's a riot goin' on, there's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on up in cell block N°9.

. . .


Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens...
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,
Where lived a country boy name of Johnny B. Goode...
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
But he could play the guitar like ringing a bell.

Go Go... Go Johnny Go... Go... Go Johnny Go
Go... Go Johnny Go Go... Go Johnny Go
Go... Johnny B. Goode

He use to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the trees by the railroad track.
Oh, the engineers used to see him sitting in the shade,
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made.
People passing by they would stop and say
Oh my but that little country boy could play

Go Go... Go Johnny Go... Go... Go Johnny Go
Go... Go Johnny Go Go... Go Johnny Go
Go... Johnny B. Goode


His mother told him someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big old band.
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play your music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.

Go Go... Go Johnny Go...

. . .


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