Whiskies in the past/Whiskey’s in the present/Whiskies in the future and whiskies you’re regretting/I left my rucksack on her front door step/there’s no telling when I’m getting in back/but I got my accordion and some money for boozeI got the no rucksack whiskey drunk blues/2 bottles of wine is a safe estimation/the coffee on the stove is a percolatingmy girl said we gotta catch the next trainlet’s move on over and out of here again/ Whiskies in the past/Whiskey’s in the present/Whiskies in the future and whiskies you’re regretting/Witch has a got a brew and gin’s got a flower/This train’s a moving 65 miles an hour/Count your coins and your wishes and dont leave the kitchen sink ful of dishes/Sitting on the side of the railroad track/Singing about Johnny when he’s balling the jack/Just passing time with a bottle of shine/Waiting for the train at ten-o-nin/ Whiskies in the past/Whiskey’s in the present/Whiskies in the future and whiskies you’re regretting/I found a bicycle with a boy on the seat/His boots were unlaced and he was looking pretty neat/He gave me a ride, out of downtown/Told me he went crazy once and he’s been around/He told me everyone’s got 2 souls/One in a cage and one that roams/In your dreams, into there dimensions/He left without a kiss and I went to heaven/Whiskies in the past/Whiskey’s in the present/Whiskies in the future and whiskies you’re regretting

I want to feel all the intense things/Your intensity/Of your heart beat and the smell of your sweat from the other side of the stage/But I didn’t feel your heart beat/Lord knows I tried/To climb up next to you on that couch after the wildest show of my life/Moi je le connais/Moi je le connais/Moi je le connais/depuis l’autre coté/Adrenaline boiling through my veins, it’s familiar, it’s sensational/I’m an adrenaline junky, when you give me a taste I want more & more & more & more/And I want/And I want/Oui je veut, j'ai envie, oh I want, I want.../And I will write about what I want yeah, sing about what I want yeah/Fuck about all I want/Oh I got what you want/I want désire pouring from my body to yours/I want my teacup overflowing with your honeysuckle rose/That SWING FM on my Sunday radio/And all your propaganda brainwashing my soul/Moi je le connais/Moi je le connais/Moi je le connais/depuis l’autre coté/I stood there swaying to the beat of the drum/All doped up with stage drama/My emotions overrun/A little taste of crazy peeking from under you brow/And you’re yelling at me all over the crowd/Moi je le connais/Moi je le connais/Moi je le connais/depuis l’autre coté/

What’s all of this bad news are you kiddin me/So much of this bad news I really can’t believe/How about some good news/Come and get it/How about some good news, get’s in if you let it/This is the good news/The kind we can’t lose/This is the good news/Everything will get better/Good news raining down today/About how you’re loved and everything will be okay/You feelin safe, feelin secure?/Let in some good news, makes you feel pure/Good news all around the world/Good news for every boy and girl/Did you wake up feeling courageous?/Satisfied, hungry and advantageous?/This is the good news/The kind we can’t lose/This is the good news/Everything will get better/The bad news is killing me/This bad news, I can’t believe/How about some good news, come and get it/How about some good news, gets in if you let it/This is the good news/The kind we can’t lose/This is the good news/Everything will get better/Happiness is falling down upon us/Joy is growing out of the ground/Are you spreading the love?/Let’s all get up and feel good/The leaves turn red just like they ought to/The birds sing out when the rain falls down/The dew lies fresh in the morning/The seasons turn round and round/This is the good news/The kind we can’t lose/This is the good news/ Everything will get better

There she stood/With tears n' guns/In her eyes/“You took my man.”, she said/Let me show you the way to hell/He may not have been the best of men/He certainly was and worst of them/But he was mine/He was mine/You took my heart away from me well/I guess I'll have to live with it
 But first I shall take you with me In pain/In pain/Damn little woman bang bang/Damn little woman shoot, shoot/Damn little woman bang bang/Damn little woman shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot again/I’ll tell you how the show went down that day/It looked like business as usual anyway/But in you came, in you came/You cried spouting lies of accusations/I’ll guess I’ll have to live with it/And you have made a choice you’ll regret/In shame/In shame/Damn little woman bang bang/Damn little woman shoot, shoot/Damn little woman bang bang/Damn little woman shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot again/They say that a woman is hardly dangerous, but ill live to see a few who’ll attest to that/You’ve been warned, you chose to mess with a well-armed girl and I guess you’ll have to die with it/Damn little woman bang bang/Damn little woman shoot, shoot/Damn little woman bang bang/Damn little woman shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot again


Arrows & Bows/Knives & Skulls/Rocks & Daggers/These are tangible matters/Black Magic Man/ I felt into our slow slow trance/There’s a kindness beaming from your eyes/Like sunshine falling through the forest sky/When I see you nature, I wanna sing/I wanna celebrate all the happiness you make me, yeah yeah/ Man of Gold Man/I fell into your slow slow trance/When our bodies fell into one and you whispered “You’re a goddess”/And for the first time I was a goddess/Why not be a goddess, come on yeah/Crystals your room/ Pull me into your voodoo/We made love in your shrine/Fell into the sky/Time and space disappeared/And I’m feeling weird/ Gold Magic Man/I fell into your slow, slow trance/We got the knowledge now, we’ve reached a higher state/ What parallel universe did you pull me into, mate?/Arrows & Bows/Knives & Skulls/Rocks & Daggers/These are tangible matters

Oh buskin’ for my bacon/My back Im breakin'/Buskin for my bacon/My soul they’re takin’/Oh buskin for my bacon/My back Im breakin'/Buskin for my bacon/Im yours for the taking/It was 4 years of my life playing music on the streets/ Makin' my dough to spend on sweets/Not the kind in the lolly store/The kind that left me squeezin' the floor/Buskin’ in Berlin at the break of noon/Kebab in hand after a pint or two/My morning beer on the subway/Ticket control told me to “Have a nice day!”/At the Turkish Market, my bacon spot/Playin' my set list for hours on the clock/Til somebody else needed my post/Then, PSHHT!/I disappear like a GHOST!/Oh buskin’ for my bacon/My back Im breakin'/Buskin for my bacon/My soul they’re takin’/Oh buskin for my bacon/My back Im breakin'/Buskin for my bacon/Im yours for the taking/Oh busking all around Budapest/Me and my girl Ginn, we’re such a pretty mess/ She was tappin’, breaking her feet/Motherfu**in’ 12 degrees, feelin’ the heat/Counting our coins for bread, wine and cheese/Help me Lord, I need you please/Maybe the answer’s in this bottle of wine/Hours and days of a “real good time” (nuh-uh!)/Trust me Momma, everything’s gravy/ I’ll take a trip to Australia, maybe/Oh buskin’ for my bacon/My back Im breakin'/Buskin for my bacon/My soul they’re takin’/Oh buskin for my bacon/My back Im breakin'/Buskin for my bacon/Im yours for the taking/Oh why didn't I just get a real job, like they told me to?/I guess it’s ‘cause I love myself and I love random people like you/Oh, why didn't I just get a real job, like they told me to?/I guess it’s ‘cause I love myself and I love random people like you/After a while, it don’t feel right anymore/Why am I doing this, it feels like a chore/People be putting me up on their Instagram/Without even thinking of leaving a clam/But you always got friends when you hustle the road/Will I still do this when I’m 50 years old?/Gary’s still at it, Paper Horn guy too/It’s a mighty fine, of easing one’s blues/Im singing...oh Im singing yeah yeah yeah/Im singing Im singing.../’Cause singing seems to help a troubled soul/ Singing seems to help a troubled soul-oh- oh-oh-oh-oh/Oh buskin’ for my bacon/My back Im breakin'/Buskin for my bacon/My soul they’re takin’/Oh buskin for my bacon/My back Im breakin'/Buskin for my bacon/Im yours for the taking

Riding through the earth/On my mighty buffalo/Awaiting my rebirth and the sunshine/This journey is boiling hot/All my pain I’ve forgot, and all I can think of is the ending/Exhaling with my steed/My body is all I need/It’s the only cage for my vessel/Once a man once told me, we’ve all got 2 souls/History of multiple dimensions/Dreamland lay low, while the time creeps by slow/Dreamland speaks truth, unfiltered thoughts in the deep blue/And when the lights are out/I like to think about/That one time I met you down in Dreamland/Things are just as real you see, in the other reality/I count them as things that really happen/I dream of enormous cakes/Cups of coffee as big as your face, and castles that go and on forever/I’m looking for something/Through city canals of milk and cream/Something I once lost, I’m gonna find it/Dreamland lay low, while the time creeps by slow/Dreamland speaks truth, unfiltered thoughts in the deep blue/

Stepping out of the clouds/Leaving my cage of haze/I was so comfortable/Didn’t know I had pain/I don’t long for rest/I found my release/‘cause inside my pocket/I hold the keys/Apathy, frustration, stagnation/ They fall on us sometimes/Disturbed by all the noise/That I hear from outside/My release is your release/A little bit of peace leads to peace/It’s our path to realise/We already have it all on the inside/I dream by day/I dream by night/I combine them both/To take to flight/Walking out of the shade/ And into the sun/He warms my skin/The new journey’s begun/Dignity, protection, salvation/They come to us on time/Coming in through the waves/Of the ocean divine/I call on the truth to set me free/The truth that belongs only to me/We have a lesson to learn from ourselves/We hold the keys to our prison cells/My release is your release/A little bit of peace leads to peace/It’s our path to realise/We already have it all on the inside