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Minimum Wage
03:43
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Wake up in the morning, working until 5,
Job is like a prison, my boss gives me a hard time
When my shift is over, you bet I have my time
Hang out in the evening, that makes me feel alive
When the place is packed, you stand out of the crowd
But if I try to talk to you, you behave just like my boss
You give me minimum wage, minimum wage,
minimum wage, that’s all you give!
I feel like I’m prison bound, working until 5,
Hang out in the evening, that makes me feel alive
Let me tell you baby, you stand out of the crowd
But when I’m trying to be nice, you behave just like my boss
You give me minimum wage, minimum wage,
minimum wage, that’s all you give!
So next time you see me, be a little kind
I’m not asking a pay raise, not even overtime
But you give me minimum wage, minimum wage,
minimum wage, that’s all you give!
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A moving shadow, on my trail
Hear that sound after my steps
Feel that breathing, down my neck
When I’m all alone
Just Because You're Paranoid
Doesn’t mean they aren’t after you
Open letters, in my mail
There’s a tap on my phone
Hidden cams, in my room
Audio bugs in my home
Just Because You're Paranoid
Doesn’t mean they aren’t after you
A moving shadow, on my trail
Hear that sound after my steps
Feel that breathing, down my neck
When I’m all alone
Just Because You're Paranoid
Doesn’t mean they aren’t after you
Doesn’t mean they aren’t after you
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Old Homeless Man
04:04
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I saw an old man with a shabby trench coat
digging through the garbage cans
Pushing around a shopping cart
full of blankets and bags of junk
Lying down to get some rest
a dirty torn couch as a nest
Old homeless man
health insurance in a garbage can,
Old homeless man
A tire on fire his source of heat
smoking rubber, what a treat!
Begging for some spare change,
stench of piss for one mile range
Cans of food, who needs a fridge
having a meal right under the bridge
Old homeless man
health insurance in a garbage can
Old homeless man
social pension in a garbage can
Old homeless man
all your life in a garbage can
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4. |
Don't Start Cryin' Now
02:46
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You ain't never had to cry, baby
Don't start cryin', now
You ain't never had to cry, baby
Don't start cryin', now
You ain't never loved me, baby
Didn't mean me no good, no how
Well, the man you got, baby
He don't mean you no good
Well, the man you got, baby
He don't mean you no good
He's just breakin' you darlin’
An in yo' neighborhood
You ain't never had to cry, baby
Don't start cryin', now
You ain't never had to cry, baby
Don't start cryin', now
You ain't never loved me, baby
Didn't mean me no good, no how
Well, you can cry-cry, baby
Cry-cry, all night long
You can cry-cry, baby
Cry-cry, all night long
But when you wake up in the morn'
You gonna find your good man gone
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Crawling at Your Door
03:28
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I’m crawling at your door
Don’t mean to bother you
Hear me knocking at your door
Don’t mean to make a mess
I crawl on my knees like a king in exile
I crawl on my knees like a king in exile
Watch me kneeling at your door
I reckon I was wrong
I’m just doing the best I can
Crossing deserts of burning sand
I crawl on my knees like a king in exile
I crawl on my knees like a king in exile
It’s cold outside, baby
This night is so harsh
There’s no good outside, baby
Let me get back in your room
I crawl on my knees like a king in exile
I crawl on my knees like a king in exile
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Trouble in Mind
03:42
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Trouble in mind, I’m blue
But I won’t be blue always
You know the sun gonna shine
In my backdoor one day
I’m gonna lay my head
on some lonesome railroad line
I’m gonna let that one big 1800
Satisfy this mind of mine
I’m gonna lay my head
on some lonesome railroad line
I’m gonna let that one big 1800
Satisfy my worried mind
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I WIsh You Would
04:13
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Early in the morning 'bout the break of day
That's when my baby went away
Crying and pleading won't do no good
Come back baby, I wish you would
I love you baby, I can't help myself
I wouldn't mistreat you for no one else, no
Huggin and kissin late at night
Really make me, baby, feel all right
Tell me now baby what you’re trying to do
Trying to love me and some other man too
Staying out drinking all night long
Cold now, baby, I want to come home
Please pretty baby give me one more chance
You know I love you, gonna give you romance
Crying and pleading won't do no good
Come back baby I wish you would
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Bob Cillo & MAFIA TRUNK Bari, Italy
Un tassista di Chicago, vedendoci carichi di strumenti, esclamò: “Don’t worry, I have a Mafia Trunk!”.
Quattro compagni
perdutamente innamorati di blues e irrimediabilmente intossicati di garage rock’n’roll.
Bob Cillo & Mafia Trunk infondono nuova linfa vitale nel genere che amano creando un sound di sicuro impatto creativo e freschezza espressiva.
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Bob Cillo & MAFIA TRUNK recommends:
REVOLUTION AND CRIME
by DIRTY TRAINLOAD
Bob Cillo's other project, garage-punk-blues trio with Livia Monteleone and Balzano
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