John Cale
Fear Is A Man's Best Friend - John Cale

Lyrics

Helen of Troy

Helen Of Troy

  1. My Maria
  2. Helen Of Troy
  3. China Sea
  4. Engine
  5. Save Us
  6. Cable Hogue
  7. I Keep A Close Watch
  8. Pablo Picasso
  9. Coral Moon
  10. Baby What You Want Me To Do
  11. Sudden Death

My Maria

My Maria
She's a simple kind of girl
Goes to Mass
Sees the blood of Jesus flow

Ohhh Maria
Ohhh Maria

Then her mother told her baby how her brother died
Streets were fighting and the rivers all ran dry

Ohhh Maria
Ohhh Maria

God bless the child
Who leaves his mother
And gives his all
To see the fight (To see the fight)
To see the fight (To see the fight)
To see the fight (To see the fight)

Death, destruction, God and country
When she fell
Never saw those faces 'til she got to hell

To see the fight (To see the fight)
To see the fight (To see the fight)
To see the fight (To see the fight)

[top]

Helen Of Troy

Oh just see them standing in the street
You look so big, you're so big
But I've seen it before
Just hanging round with older boys
Oh big thighs

Creepy, creepy in the dark
Shiny, shiny Joan of Arc
When the moonlight starts its glow
Cold hard Helen, Queen of Troy

She's got Christmas, got thunderstorms
Like a baby, never, never been balled
She's got fat men, vermin in disguise
In the cold rooms of her eyes
Oh, Helen Of Troy

Look at them three dolces
Big thighs of oiled men
Listen, it's got to go
Right into my arms and stay

Big fat mama done me wrong
Let me hanging all alone
But that bitch is as old, is as old, is as old, as old
As that dirty crone right out there
Oh, Helen Of Troy

Mercy, mercy, mercy me
I'm so scared, please comfort me
I don't wanna be, don't wanna be your banshee boy
Paying like the House of Troy
Oh, Helen Of Troy

Standing there among the lights
Your eyes shining bright
I want you all of the time

You can hate me, you don't hate me
But you are swimming

[top]

China Sea

Seems like you're always dreaming
Your mind is wandering far away
Thinking 'bout your boy in China
Junkie on the China Sea

Oh your mother told me so
You're gonna be all right

Don't let your heart get broken
You know how much he loved to sail
Remember how you heard that steamer whistle blowing
Made him cry all day

Oh, mama, she done told me so
You're gonna be all right

Oooh

I can hear that whistle
I can hear it blowing
I can hear that whistle
I can hear it blowing
I can hear ...

[top]

Engine

Someone is always telling me
You're just a loser
But I don't pay them too much attention
So I go about my own way
I got portraits, stories, paintings, lovers and things
I got something locked up inside me
Wanna find out what it is
Wanna find out what that something is that's driving me out of my mind

What's that burning
What's that burning
Burning, burning in my blood
Burning ...
Engine ...
Watch out

[top]

Save Us

Save us from the wind that bleeds
Save us from the falling rain
Save us from the house of God
Save us from the wind that bleeds

Nothing seems to matter anyway
When that wind begins to blow

Save us from the falling rain ...

And in the dark and cold of night
I have to face it all again
And face it haggard hopelessly
With no idea what to do

Save us ...

[top]

Cable Hogue

Traffic moving slowly Monday morning
Money talks, people hoping
Cable Hogue where've you been
Cable Hogue where've you been

Something inside me tells me you won't show
I know you're carrying heat
What for God only knows
Cable why'd you leave me
Cable Hogue where've you been
I just wanted to say goodbye
So much to say goodbye
Wanted to say goodbye to all my friends in case I die

Need to go to Georgia, got a bank to blow
Living ain't easy, but it's much harder when it's slow
Cable wish you were with me now
Cable Hogue where've you been
You know they're looking for you down south
And all you've got to do is go down there
And open your big fat mouth
Cable you can't leave me here like this
Cable please...

Pablo Picasso

Words and music: Jonathan Richman

Well some people try to pick up girls
And get called assholes
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and
So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole

Well the girls would turn the color
Of the avocado when he would drive
Down their street in his El Dorado
He could walk down you street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not like you
Alright

Well he was only 5'3"
But girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Not in New York

Oh well be not schmuck, be not obnoxious,
Be not bellbottom bummer or asshole
Remember the story of Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare
Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole
Alright this is it

Some people try to pick up girls
And they get called an asshole
This never happened to Pablo Picasso
He could walk down your street
And girls could not resist his stare and so
Pablo Picasso was never called...

[top]

Coral Moon

When the wind blows through the trees
You can feel the summer breeze
Deep in a coral moon
Deep in a coral moon
Skies are broken, clear and bright
Crazy sunsets, lonely nights
Deep in a coral moon

Yes, it's different
And you can feel it now
Deep in a coral moon
Deep in a coral moon

[top]

Baby What You Want Me To Do

Words and music: Jimmy Reed

Got me runnin'
Got me hidin'
Got me run hide hide runnin'
Any way you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got me doin' what you want me
Baby what you want me to do

Goin' up
Goin' down
Goin' up down down up
Any way you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got me doin' what you want me
Baby what you want me to do

Got me peepin'
Got me hidin'
Got me peep hide hide peepin'
Any way you wanna let it roll
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got me doin' what you want me
Baby what you want me to do

[top]

Sudden Death

Conference is over and they're calling out the guard
The minister of justice looks so tired
The gunman on the roof picks his target carefully
The last thing they expected to see was sudden death

The army was on full alert
Watching everything
Trying hard not to look you in the eye
What you saw wasn't what you knew
And ignorance was bliss
It could happen anywhere at all

UPI and Reuters were the first ones to the phone
Full of information on the dead
Frontpage rumours... man,
They were just, just doing their job
Nothing much they can do about sudden death

Somebody was talking much too loud in the village bar
They pulled him out and put him down
Then stood around and bragged about the way he'd died
Didn't know a thing about sudden death

Then the ships were leaving port
Full of tourists in disguise
They said they'd seen quite enough
Didn't matter who was dead or who was alive
Or who done what
They just wanted to get away from sudden death



© 1999- Hans Werksman