Tango Alpha Tango Live from the Crystal Ballroom

by Tango Alpha Tango

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released 12 December 2014

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Track Name: Boom Boom
Feel my heart breakin'
Wonder when it's gonna pop
Feel my heart breakin'
Wonder when it's gonna pop
'Cause you know it will
And you don't wanna be there
'Cause I'm gonna break on through

Feel the levee's breakin'
Wonder when it's gonna pop
Feel the levee's breakin'
Wonder when it's gonna pop
'Cause you know it will
And you definitely don't wanna be there
We're all gonna drown

Take some rocks and gravel baby
Pave a solid road
Take some rocks and gravel baby
And lead it right to your home
Better yet, why don't you pave that road
Right up to your bedroom door
So I can, so i can, come on in
Track Name: Black Cloud
Black cloud, hangin' 'round
Last hope, hopeless town
Bitter poison, wolf's teat
Ain't the cure, or the remedy
Wintered with, bird and beast
What the knife, what the feast

When the last dollar falls, from that ol' money tree
It's all right, don't quit on me

Hour's late, so they say
Never more, ever grey
Don't trust 'em, baby
The left or right
Out of hate, or out of spite
Those red minds, blues hearts
honesty, that's a start

When the last bugle calls, for all to retreat
It's all right, don't quit on me

When they suck your veins so dry, and bullied all your blood's heat
It's all right, don't quit on me
Track Name: In My Time of Dying
In my time, of dying
Don't want nobody to weep or moan
All I ask is for you to take my body home

Well, well, well
So I can die easy
Well, well, well
So I can die easy
Jesus gonna make up my dying bed
Track Name: Kill & Haight
I got stoned on Kill & Haight
Tried to kill the blues but they just wouldn't wait

I got stoned on Kill & Haight
Tried to kill the blues but they just wouldn't wait

Old girlfriends should stay
Home with their new boyfriends
Old girlfriends should stay
Home with their new boyfriends

I got stoned on Kill & Haight
Tried to kill the blues but they just wouldn't wait

I got stoned on Kill & Haight
Probably make the papers if the papers were straight

Old girlfriends should stay
Home with their new boyfriends
Old girlfriends should stay
Home with their new boyfriends

Old girlfriends should stay
Home with their new boyfriends
Old girlfriends should stay
Home with their new boyfriends
Track Name: White Sugar
White sugar, this ain't how I planned
White sugar, slipped right through my hands
White sugar, all I want was a dip
White sugar, bit me on the lip

White sugar met me on the streets
White sugar, blood was on my sheets
White sugar, 52nd & Steele
White sugar, tryin' to find Lucille

My White Sugar
My White Sugar

White sugar, like a knife in a sheath
White sugar, by the skin of my teeth
White sugar, I got the phone to tap
White sugar, sat right on my lap

My White Sugar
My White Sugar

White sugar calls, green dollar falls
White sugar calls, green dollar falls, falls, falls

White sugar, I'll wear my Grandfather's cap
White sugar, pack a bag that's fat
White sugar ain't white she's black

My White Sugar
White Sugar
Sugar
White Sugar
My White Sugar
Track Name: Brahma Bull
What would it take for you to be a liar
What would it take for me to spark your fire
Show me the path through your barbed wire
and I'll spin you around like a clothes dryer
What would it take for you to be a liar

I know you only met me this summer
You know I got rhythm like a drummer
I'm rotten to the core like a gun-runner
In his Christian Dior shades he's quite the stunner
I know you only met him this summer

He's like Beau Brummel
I'm a Brahma Bull
He's like Beau Brummel
I'm a Brahma Bull
What would it take for us to become liars

I don't much care to get no higher
I made this beat with a pair of pliers
So spread the word like a missionary
I'm comin' in your house like a burglary
So spread the word like a missionary
I'm comin' in your house like a burglary

He's like Beau Brummel
I'm a Brahma Bull
He's like Beau Brummel
I'm a Brahma Bull
What would it take for us to become liars
What would it take for us to become liars