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Dimes & Rhymes

by Bill White

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Dimes & Rhymes 05:12
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The Enemy Within 03:13
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when there is no enemy without you create the enemy within Taking everything you hate about yourself And lay it on him There is nothing he did That you didnt do He is your shadow Shadow of you When theres no enemy without You create endmy within Take the worst of yourelf Put it down on him
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Fatima, Fatima 03:40
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When Will Your Country Free My Country? 03:31
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You ride in my taxi I take you down the road I am the mule And you are my load You are here on business I am a refugee When will your country Free my country? Can you free us without putting us in your chains? What we have put together Will you take away? Will you put your logo Across our industries? When your country Frees my country We had a great leader Who knew what he was doin When he passed away His successor led us to ruin Every voice raised against him Was silenced by death so I crossed the border With my fellow patriots We long for the day When we can go back Without fear of reprisal Or backstabbing attacks But I fear that your freedom Is part of a scheme To make us the victims Of your regime You ride in my taxi I take you down the road I am the mule And you are my load You are here on business I am a refugee When will your country Free my country?
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3 Can Keep a Secret 02:26
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Three can keep a secret Three can keep a secret Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead Three can keep a secret Three can keep a secret Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead And there are people in this town Who can make you rich They'll bleed you til your flesh in dry Then leave you in the ditch If you are too lazy to clean your room You have to get a maid Most of themm will steal you blind Because they are underpaid Looking through the laundry basket None of these shirts are mine Bought six pairs of socks yesterday Today theres not a pair to find Ive gone so long without any food My pants are falling down
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When I Went Back to Hollywood 03:29
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I thoughr I saw Chuck E Weiss Outside the viper room But it was just some coon ass wannabe Spitting at the moon Is that Tom Waits in his Lincoln Barrelling down Holywood Blvd? Or was it just some dealer Looking for somecards When I went back to Hollywood It seemed like a dream No one I was there that I used to know They all faded into moonbeams The people there were all strangers to me When I went back to Hollywood all I found was an empty marquee Hey, Is that Ron Davies on the stage Of the Troubadour? Tim Hardins in the audience Calling out for more John Prine is on the barstool With his pen and ink waiiting for Stevie Goodman To show up and buy him a drink Seems like I can still see all the ghosts On Orange Grove Virgil telling lies at Schwabs And Duffys on his throne Misty in the bathroom Taking shots of Vitamin B Morris shows up with one of Nicholsons whores From the sex party Ginger La Cola giving Linda Ronstadt shit Kicking her out of Barneys Beanery Because she doest know where to sit Why wont Gary Busey Sing Buddy Holly anymore? Did someone put a curse on him Because he won an Academy Award?
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LonelyTrain 02:45
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To The End of the Street 02:59
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You took their food to the tables I made their coffee drinks At the close of the day I would walk with you To the end of the street Crossing the Roosevelt bridge My arms around your waist The night before my leaving We would both be dead f I had stayed You took their food to the tables I made their coffee drinks At the close of the day I would walk with you To the end of the street Tears mixed with saliva Kissing on the ferris wheel We broke every law know to man Im still afraid of the way I feel You took their food to the tables I made their coffee drinks At the close of the day I would walk with you To the end of the street Too ashamed to look at you After all that has gone down I aid three months in advance The night before I left town You took their food to the tables I made their coffee drinks At the close of the day I would walk with you To the end of the street
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Quarries on the Northern Shore 02:53
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Im not today Im not tomorrow Im not even yesterday anymore Im still working for the old gods I see youre working for the new ones On the quarries on the northern shore Pasolini called me a bitter moralist Who was hungry for a new purity But like the little celestial poet With icicles in his throat Shit to the spirit was Pasolinis philosophy Im watching the assemblies Sacrifice to the new gods Their bodies, their minds And little that is left of their souls And everything they gather the fruits of their harvest They would flush they found it Sitting in their toilet bowl Im not today Im not tomorrow Im not even yesterday anymore Im still working for the old gods I see youre working for the new ones On the quarries on the northern shore
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Eulogy for Tim Hardin 04:28
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You came home to sing your famous songs Like you never sang them before When you were through Timmy I knew I would hear you sing those songs no more Your body low on heroin Your brain high on cocaine You fled the sunshiine heat of Hollywood To the Oregon rain I remember when we stood outside the Troubadour You saw the dealers sign And said, Dont let me go with him Watch out for me tonight We made it through the dawn As sober as the dew But I was nt there when again night fell and the dealer came back for you Nico fell off her bicycle On the Tropicana lawn Somebody telephoned me To say Nico was gone But you werent around to tell me When you hit the floor I still hear you singing But I will hear your song no more You came home to sing your famous songs Like you never sang them before When you were through Timmy I knew I would hear you sing those songs no more Your body low on heroin Your brain high on cocaine You fled the sunshiine heat of Hollywood To the Oregon rain and I am still in the rain

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released March 2, 2020

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