Spill the Wine - Eric Burdon & War

I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest In a big field of tall grass I laid there in the sun and felt it caressing my face As I fell asleep and dreamed I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie And that I was the star of the movie This really blew my mind The fact that me an overfed long haired leaping gnome Should be the star of a Hollywood movie But there I was I was taken to a place The hall of the mountain kings I stood high by the mountain tops Naked to the world In front of Every kind of girl There was long ones, tall ones, short ones, brown ones Black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones Out of the middle, came a lady She whispered in my ear Something crazy She said... Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl I thought to myself, what could that mean? Am I going crazy, or is this just a dream? Now wait a minute... I know I'm lying in a field of grass somewhere So it's all in my head And then I heard her say one, more time Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl I could feel hot flames of fire roaring at my back As she disappeared, but soon she returned In her hand was a bottle of wine In the other a glass She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass And raised it to her lips And just before she drank it, she said Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl Spill the wine, take that pearl It's on girl, all you gotta do is spill that wine Spill that wine, let me feel, let me feel hot, yeah! yeah! Spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine Spill the wine, spill the wine, spill the wine Take that pearl!

Say something Spill the milk on the silk Don't pussyfoot around me Or my chest Redecorate me I know you want it In this apartment Plug up the drain Run the faucet Get it on me Get it on me Edging on a cup This cup runneth over I can't even drink enough water To keep up with my physical response No promises You don't have to budget your affection Nothing sticks to something this wet Yeah it's dangerous Hydroplaning Slide Say something Spill the milk on the silk Don't pussyfoot around me Or my chest Redecorate me I know you want it In this apartment Plug up the drain Run the faucet Get it on me Get it on me Trying to get on this plane Knowing that I'll never see you again I'd rather that we don't try to maintain So say something crazy Say something Spill the milk on the silk Don't pussyfoot around me Or my chest Redecorate me I know you want it In this apartment Plug up the drain Run the faucet Get it on me Get it on me

Come walk with me through endless time See what has been and what the future sees Share the wisdom of the old world that has passed Step in a life that's yet to be born You spill the blood Eternal soul I'll show you sights that you would not believe Experience pleasures thought unobtained At one with evil that has ruled before Now smell the stench of immortality You spill the blood Eternal soul Spill your blood, let it run on to me Take my hand and let go of your life Close your eyes and see what is me Raise the chalice, embrace for evermore You've spilt the blood I'll have your soul

In Biloxi Mississippi on a street called Waterloo At the roadhouse where the highway Doe's a little number there with a 42 On a chasin' for some lovin' On a humid afternoon She's delightedhe's a quitter He probably never will deliver So she leaves him with his rock 'n' roll tunes But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO On the blue team in Virginia Another weekend maneuver On a weekend with per diem A lot of work there for democracy There's a governor from assembly Reciting good poems from his memory And all of his money in his money jar He traded for one muscle car But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO In Malibu California There's a surfer do you remember He used to ride the big kahuna With Robin and Finesse They used to call him super hooter He used to rock there to wooly bully He's the one you can see him on the beach They call him old man Checking out the girls and their cars But he's still got the GTO And he still loves to drive that road He's still got a GTO mighty good It's kind of gold GTO Hahaha My GTO ... (David Munyon)

I was born in a dump My mother died My daddy got drunk They Left me here To die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road I Grew up in a rusty shack All I ever owned babe Was hangin' on my back Lord above know How much I loathe This mean ol' place called Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road But it's home yes The only life I've ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) I'm talkin' 'bout road (Road, Road, Road) I'm talkin' 'bout that road (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got one (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got some (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got feel one (Road, Road, Road) Everybody remember (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) But it's home mmm The only life this boy has ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) I'm gonna leave (Road, Road, Road) And get myself a job (Road, Road, Road) With the help (Road, Road, Road) And the grace from above (Road, Road, Road) I'll get me some dynamite (Road, Road, Road) And I'll get me a crane (Road, Road, Road) And I'll blow it all up, tear it down (Road, Road, Road) Start all over again (Road, Road, Road) And I'll build me a town (Road, Road, Road) I'll be proud to show (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road Tobacco Road You're dirty and you're filthy But I love you Cause you're my home, baby You are my home The only life I've ever known You are my home You are my home Yes, you're my home Ya hear me, you're my home You're my home Yes it's home, yes The only life I've ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road) Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road)

Nobody ever held a gun to my head When you and I jumped into bed I was not forced to kneel and pray To worship at the temple between your legs Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I left you baby twenty times before Now I'm back scratchin' at your back door Look watcha done to the man don'tcha realize Ooh child got my nose open wide Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I wandered far... what shall I do I'm so far from my God... ...So close to you... Lord have mercy on my soul Your tongue in my mouth makes my blood run cold Lord have mercy on me please I'm infected with this ol' heart disease Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones I'm so far from the shinin' light I wandered far... what shall I do I'm so far from my God... ...So close to you Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones Look at me now... I gotta Kingsize Jones (Jimmy Wood / J.J. Holliday)

Oooo yea. Somethin' pretty bad, Has got a hold on me. Somethin' pretty bad, people, Has got a hold on me. At night, I just can't sleep, I can't even close my eyes. I just lay awake and think, people, 'Bout that place, way across the sea. Oh I just lay awake and dream, people, About that place, way across the sea, oh yea. Where I was raised, where I was born, Place that means so much to me. Well, I dreamed I saw the city, baby, With its castles as old as time. I held hands with my baby, yes, I could hardly keep from crying. Something pretty bad, Has got a hold on me, Got a hold on me. I just dream and dream and dream and hope and pray, 'Bout that place way across the sea, Well, it means so much to me. Oh yea tell 'em. Yea, all right. Oh you'll get there, I know. So I'll just lay down in this gutter, baby, And ease my spinnin' head. Well, I'll just lay down in this gutter, people, And ease my spinnin' head. I've got to have someone to ease the pain, baby, Please help me to my bed. Yea, yea. You know somethin' pretty bad, I believe, has got a hold on me, Yea. I said somethin' pretty bad, I know, has got a grip on me. I just dream and dream and dream, 'Bout my home way across the sea. Yea, yea, yea, yea, I'm comin' home.

Oh, I was born in a dump My mama died, daddy got drunk He left me here to die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road I grew up in a rusty shack And all I owned was hangin' on my back The Lord knows how I loathe This place called, Tobacco Road But it's home, it's really my home The only life I'll ever know But the Lord knows I loathe Tobacco Road I'm gonna leave and get a job With the help and the grace of God I save my money, get rich I know Bring it back to Tobacco Road Well, well, well Gonna bring me some dynamite, gonna bring me a crane Got to blow you up, got to tear you down, start all over again I'll rebuild the town, I'll be proud to show And keep the name of Tobacco Road But it's home, it's home The only life that I've ever known I despise you 'cause you're filthy But I love you because you're my home Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road Tobacco Road, Tobacco Road Say you're dirty and filthy I despise, I despise you 'cause you're filthy But I love you because you're my home Tobacco Road, road Talkin' about a dirty, funky, filthy low down place Tobacco Road, well, you're so dirty and filthy