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The Band | Up on Cripple Creek | 1970

The Band released Up on Cripple Creek as the fifth song on their second album “The Band”!


The Band
Up On Cripple Creek
Lyrics:

When I get off of this mountain
You know where I want to go
Straight down the Mississippi river
To the Gulf of Mexico
To Lake Charles, Louisiana
Little Bessie, a girl that I once knew
And she told me just to come on by
If there’s anything she could do

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I spring a leak she mends me
I don’t have to speak she defends me
A drunkard’s dream if I ever did see one

Good luck had just stung me
To the race track I did go
She bet on one horse to win
And I bet on another to show
Odds were in my favor
I had him five to one
When that nag to win came around the track
Sure enough he had won

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I spring a leak she mends me
I don’t have to speak she defends me
A drunkard’s dream if I ever did see one

I took up all of my winnings
And I gave my little Bessie half
And she tore it up and blew it in my face
Just for a laugh
Now there’s one thing in the whole wide world
I sure would like to see
That’s when that little love of mine
Dips her doughnut in my tea

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I spring a leak she mends me
I don’t have to speak she defends me
A drunkard’s dream if I ever did see one

Now me and my mate were back at the shack
We had Spike Jones on the box
She said, “I can’t take the way he sings
But I love to hear him talk”
Now that just gave my heart a fall
To the bottom of my feet
And I swore as I took another pull
My Bessie can’t be beat

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I spring a leak she mends me
I don’t have to speak she defends me
A drunkard’s dream if I ever did see one

Now, it’s hot in California
And up north it’s freezing cold
And this living off the road
Is getting pretty old
So I guess I’ll call up my big mama
Tell her I’ll be rolling in
Bet you know, deep down, I’m kinda tempted
To go and see my Bessie again

Up on Cripple Creek she sends me
If I spring a leak she mends me
I don’t have to speak she defends me
A drunkard’s dream if I ever did see one

Songwriters: Robbie Robertson

Tool | Sober | Undertow | 1993

Tool released Sober as their first single from their debut album Undertow in 1993!

Tool
“Sober”
Lyrics:

There’s a shadow just behind me,
Shrouding every step I take,
Making every promise empty,
Pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
Who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path of “must we”
Just because the son has come.

Jesus, won’t you fucking whistle
Something but the past is done?
Jesus, won’t you fucking whistle
Something but the past is done?

Why can’t we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can’t we drink forever?
I just want to start this over.

I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down.

Mother Mary won’t you whisper
Something but the past is done?
Mother Mary won’t you whisper
Something but the past is done?

Why can’t we not be sober?
Just want to start this over.
Why can’t we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over.

I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
Trust me [5x]

Why can’t we not be sober?
Just want to start things over.
Why can’t we sleep forever?
I just want to start this over.

I want what I want [4x]

Sublime | Badfish | 40oz. to Freedom | Lyrics | Ska Punk | Bradley Nowell | Louie Dog | 1992

Sublime released this video for their song Badfish off their album 40oz. To Freedom.

Sublime
Badfish
Lyrics:

When you grab a hold of me
Tell me that I’ll never be set free
But I’m a parasite,
Creep and crawl I step into the night.

Two pints of booze
Tell me are you a badfish too?
Are you a badfish too?
Ain’t got no money to spend
I hope the night will never end
Lord knows I’m weak
Won’t somebody get me off of this reef

Baby you’re a big blue whale
Grab the reef when all duck diving fails
I swim, but wish I’d never learned
The water’s too polluted with the germs
I dive deep when it’s ten feet overhead
Grab the reef underneath my bed (it’s underneath my bed)
Ain’t got no quarrels with God
Ain’t got no time to grow old

Lord knows I’m weak
Won’t somebody get me off of this reef
Ain’t got no quarrels with God
Ain’t got no time to get old
Lord knows I’m weak
Won’t somebody get me off of this reef
Songwriters: Bradley James Nowell

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