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museum
People lined for miles
Just to see 'em

Jim Croce's in the corner
The Big Bopper's by the stairs
Ricky Nelson's in the kitchen
But nobody cares
steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall
And cleaned out
beside him, steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down and the boys finally made it through the wall
Jim is a new character I just thought of today, but I warn you â?? don't get too used to him. Don't try to get to know him, don't try to like him,
beside him steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts

Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall
past my prime
But pour some Jim Beam whiskey
And I’ll show you a real big time
You don’t need reservations
Drop by anytime
The sun is shinin’ in
past my prime
But pour some Jim Beam whiskey
And I’ll show you a real big time
You don’t need reservations
Drop by anytime
The sun is shinin’ in
sung by Jim
It's too cool
To get something done
Too many things move fast
I can't quite get a grip at last
And all the stars don't shine
Voices from a photograph
Laughed from your wall
Screamed through your dreams
Wake up Rosemary and wipe your teary eyes

Rise and cross the cold
walkin' on hot coal, in rituals
I splash the paint on the wall formed the mural
Took a look shot the manifestation of it was plural
Rhymin' while impaired,
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
yesterday it rained
 "So he went down to the liquor store
 "And by noon he felt no pain
 "I came in an hour late then I let his supper burn
 "Well he hit
thorn whose prick brings lockjaw 
And tires torn by sharp yellow rocks -- 
Young girl stares pensively from dark door in pale blue wall 
Big About
I went by the old place
Grass is getting tall
Do you still remember
What we did by the wall?

Well it doesn't matter
I got someone new
But
By jim carroll

We should have left at once
We should have never stayed
Now they have drawn the line
Now there is a barricade
Now there's a barricade
the gold guitars and fiddles hanging on the wall
And then he said "Step over this way
There are some of your friends I know you'll want to see
They're
gettin' visual is habitual
De-mon-strate walkin' on hot coal, in rituals
I splash the paint on the wall, it formed the mural
He took a look, saw
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)

What's a girl like you
Doin' in a place like
running the show
I'll do whatever you tell me baby,
I'm at your service

Baby I can come by
And pick you up
We'll make love into the night,
It's never
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
through the wall like Big Jim Slade 

You flip the switch and you fall for the trap
Your friends have fallen in and you can't get 'em back
There's
from the foxhole
(God Flow) Aes stay gold like Ponyo
Hard headed, war-vetted, four-legged mongrel

Speak slow order Jim Beam shoots
And split hairs
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Mark volman (vocals)
Howard kaylan (vocals)
Jim pons (bass, vocals)
Don preston (keyboards, electronics)
Ian
Bush'll pay homage to me
I'm putting in a lot of work man acknowledge a g 
Yes, yes, a g I am, holla if you need some grams
I'm poppin' off by myself I
come from, gettin' visual is habitual
De-mon-strate walkin' on hot coal, in rituals
I splash the paint on the wall, it formed the mural
He took