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Merry Christmas from Kapena (Kapena) · Kapena Collection (Kapena) · Kapena Collection, Vol. 2 (Kapena) · Kapena and More (Kapena) · Kapena Is Da Crew (Kapena) · Singer's Singer (Matt Monro) · I Can Dream, Can't I?: A Singer's Singer (Toni Arden) · Singer's Singer (Matt Monro) · Singer's Singer [Video] (Mabel Mercer) · It's a Man's Man's Man's World (James Brown) – and 90 other albums »


My daddy was workin' nine to five
When my momma was havin' me
By the time I was half alive
I knew what I was gonna be
But I left school and grew
I took a tour to Texas
And from Waco I called you
But day by day, no answer
And I'm Big Bluebonnet blue

I'm singing and they're dancing
But
Photographs of guns and flame 
Scarlet skull and distant game
Bayonet and jungle grin
Nightmares dreamed by bleeding men
Lookouts tremble
My Daddy was workin' nine to five
When my Momma was havin' me
By the time I was half alive
They knew what I was gonna be
But I left school
somebody to love you right and I can
I'm gonna be your left hand man

I'm gonna put a ring on your finger
We'll hire a wedding singer
Invite everybody
wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

So I get off stage right and drop the mic
breaking down the drums
The took the singer's keys, man, he was really drunk
They're turning on the lights, we can't stay here no more
Yeah, I can take
I may not be the best of singers
There's better guys I've heard
But I know how to love, I know how to
Love you well

You got your faults
And I
And the lead singer told her to get one 
In his dressing room
We might even have a beer or two
Don't worry bout the backstage pass
Man its cool...

Shes
forget it, man
It was all so easy"

The singer got the leather boot and Suzie got the photos
The reporter got a phonecall and the papers got
I'm being hassled by the man.
The man.
The man.
The man,
Man - crush a killer with a thigh bone.
Man - you call the cable, make a cozy home.
to your pillow, like a dreamin' man would hold on, when I feel the flood of memories rushin' in.

And I flashback...Aww back to the time you were mine
Searching for a reason to go astray

You couldn't hire twenty-five men
To do what the man could do
Just the sound of his walking
Could split the whole
man became 
A singer of the hymn 
Then I thought that I was dreaming 
For right there in my sight 
Stood the German soldier 
'Neath the falling
And that old man in the sky he's looking me right in the eye,
And he's wondering why, and he's saying "Little singer,
Why aren't you sleeping, why aren't
lots of fans
Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
And be No. 1, and liked by everyone

Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They really
wanna hold hands
'Cause once I blow they know that I'll be the man
All because I'm the lead singer of my band

So I get off stage right and drop the mic
you're looking for the real thing
He can show you where it went

There's a young faith healer, he's a woman stealer
He will cure by his command
When
lots of fans
Have lots of girls to prove that I'm a man
And be no. 1 - and liked by everyone

Getting drugged up with my trendy friends
They really
Down on Third Avenue
The singer's singin' the blues
And I got nothin' to lose
I'm just comin' back for you

Well, life is a sign of the times
written by your favorite singer
The type of song that you turn into an ring tone
I get this feeling every time I think of you
And I know,you're the perfect
Searching for a reason to go astray

You couldn't hire twenty-five men
To do what the man could do
Just the sound of his walking
Could split the whole
One Saturday night in a barroom a gospel singer walked in
And bravely she red from the Bible and begged them to turn from the sins
Oh come into Jesus
won't you think of a man with a watch in his hand
Who's dying in to himself, duh
Now how about the singer whose sittin' here singing
That he's sittin
She's darker than a child's deepest sleep
And into his mind she creeps 
In this world of lies and confusion
She's the only thing not clouded by