1. |
Soul Burnin' Wrong
04:53
|
|||
|
Soul Burnin’ Wrong by Jennifer Milligan
You make me so angry and I’m not alone
Your cruel and evil ways they cut me to the bone
Too many people spreading violence around, Oh Lord, it’s soul burnin’ wrong
I’d take an eraser do away with you
But that’s not the humane thing to do
Too many women raped slapped around, soul burnin’ wrong
Ya wanna duke it out, take it to the ring
Ya knock an innocent out your gonna hear me sing
Too many black boys shot to the ground, soul burnin’ wrong
Now I’ll hold your anger, wipe away your tears
But I won’t buy your psychopath fears
Got to find some common ground, and start spreading that love around
I said love. Spread your love around
Oh spread your love around
Too many people, too many people
Got to find some common ground
I don’t care your rationality, don’t care your nationality
Ya got no business in my sexuality
Get in touch with reality cause this here is the home of liberty
I said liberty that means freedom
And freedom is equality
Color, gender, race or belief this is the home of liberty
Christian, Atheist, Muslim or Jew
We’ve all gotta find something better to do
Open your heart to love, please open your heart
Cause there are too many of us in this melting pot
We gotta spread love, we’re all gonna rot
Ya got this world turned upside down
So if you can’t spread your love around
If you can’t spread your love
Take your psychopathic ass right out town.
|
||||
2. |
Catch The Train
05:50
|
|||
|
oo-oo Catch the train anything can happen when you're on that train
oo-oo Catch the train cause anything can happen when you're on that train
oo-oo Everybody catch the train
We catch the train to work everyday
Catch that train to town to play
See the same faces and look away
But there is always someone a stone throws away.
oo-oo Everybody catch the train
I catch that train at 8:02
And there's a face oh so new
And there we are we got nothin' to do.
He says “Hello”, I say, “How do you do?”
oo-oo Everybody catch the train
I catch the train at 6:03
And guess who sat down right next to me
He pressed his knee against my knee
He asked me, if Friday night I was free
oo-oo Everybody catch the train
I catch the train on Friday night
I’ll see my baby, gonna do it up right
Catch that train on Friday night
I’ll see my baby, gonna get my delight
oo-oo Everybody get it on tonight
oo-oo Catch the train anything can happen when you're on that train
oo-oo Catch the train cause anything can happen when you're on that train
oo-oo Everybody catch the train
I catch that train at 8:02
Oh God, what did I do?
By Monday morning, well, it was through
A stranger caught my eye, and she knew
oo-oo Everybody catch the train
I catch that train at 6:03
That same woman she sat down right next to me
She told me she had the same history
And now we meet every week for tea.
oo-oo Everybody catch the train
oo-oo Catch the train cause anything can happen when you're on that train
oo-oo Catch the train cause anything can happen when you're on that train
oo-oo Everybody catch the train
oo-oo
|
||||
3. |
Listen
04:05
|
|||
|
Listen lyrics by Jennifer Milligan
She told me, hear my cries, let your defenses lie
She told me, hear my cries, let your defenses lie
Stop, look and listen, clear your mind, listen
Got to stop, look around, feel your feet on the ground
Got to stop, look around, feel your feet on the ground
Stop, look and listen, clear your mind, listen
Hear the wind, hear the rain, hear these blues in my refrain
Hear the wind, hear the rain, hear these blues in my refrain
Stop, look and listen, clear your mind, listen
I’m so tired of all the fighting, fires lighting twilight skies
I’m so tired of all the fighting, fires lighting twilight skies
Stop, look and listen,
Stop, look and listen,
Stop, look and listen, clear your mind, listen
|
||||
4. |
Narcissistic Blues
04:58
|
|||
|
Narcissistic Blues by Jennifer Milligan
Well, you can blow your horn till your face turns blue.
Go on and blow your horn till your face is blue.
We’re not buyin’ your narcissistic blues.
Get out of that mirror boy, go on and take a look around
Yea, yea get out of that mirror boy, cause there are other folks around
You’re a narcissistic fool! We don’t know what to do with you.
Well, you say your wife cheated and it’s really got you down
Yea, you say your wife cheated and it’s really got you down
Boy, you played her a fool with every filly in town
Now you say I stress you out and I must apologize.
Oh, No, no, no! You say I stress you out and I must apologize.
Boy, you crazy! I just asked you to be on time.
I say, N A R C I S S I S T I C blues, Narcissistic blues.
You’re a narcissistic fool and we are through with you.
|
||||
5. |
Coq A Doodlin'
02:46
|
|||
6. |
Black Cat Fever
03:39
|
|||
|
Black Cat Fever by Jennifer Milligan
Black Cat Fever, Oh that Black Cat
We ate the fruit the serpent won
Knowledge brings desire and that Black Cat comes
Without wisdom, light in your eyes
Fever will lead to your demise.
So watch out for the fever when that Black Cat comes
Hold tight to your family, lap up their love
Shiverin’ shakin’ Black Cat take your fever and get out of town.
Black Cat fever, Oh that Black Cat
That Black Cat will purr and caress
Just until you steal a kiss
Fever starts in your lips
Works its way down to your naughty bits.
Shiver and shake, your knees will wobble and quake.
A couple wet noodles and loins that ache.
Shiverin’, shakin’ Black Cat take your fever and get out of town.
Black Cat fever, Oh that Black Cat
Black Cat fever, Oh that Black Cat
Black Cat fever, Oh that Black Cat
I’ve been dodging that Black Cat’s purr
Shook that fever and took love’s cure.
Now when I hear him tappin’, In my baby’s arms I wrap in.
Cause when you’re lost in the fever that Black Cat moves on.
Another soul shiverin’, another light gone.
Shiverin’, shakin’ Black Cat take your fever and get out of town.
Black Cat fever, Oh that Black Cat fever,
Black Cat fever, Oh that Black Cat fever
|
||||
7. |
Respect Your Sisters
04:32
|
|||
|
Respect Your Sisters lyrics by Jennifer Milligan
You doin’ me wrong girl. You lightin’ a fuse.
You doin’ me wrong girl and you ain’t got no excuse.
Now who’s gonna share a pint, when you got yourself deep down in the blues?
Tempt a good man down, you gonna find in his moan
You tempt a good man down girl, you gonna find in his moan
That he’s just a dog and you’re nothin’ but his old ddddoggy bone.
Respect your sisters. Now don’t you be alone.
Respect a good man. And don’t you tempt him, don’t tempt him to roam.
You gotta respect yourself cause you’re better than an old ddddoggy bone.
Look out little lady, you driftin’ astray.
I said, look out little lady, girl, you driftin’ astray.
You’re drugging on desire, livin' for someday.
I know loneliness ain’t easy girl but you actin’ all ccccrazy.
I know loneliness ain’t easy girl, but you’re actin’ all crazy.
Keep your mitts off my man, don’t you disrespect me.
Respect your sisters, and don’t you be alone.
Respect a good man, and don’t you tempt, don’t tempt him to roam.
Cause you gotta respect yourself, cause you’re better than an old ddddoggy bone.
Respect your sisters, and don’t you be alone.
|
||||
8. |
TicToc
03:32
|
|||
|
Tic Toc by Jennifer Milligan
Tic Toc I’m waitin’ for my baby to come home.
Tic Toc tonight we’ve got the place all to our own.
Put on my red dress, my strappy heels.
Dinner’s on the table, candles, flowers, chocolates, champagne chilled.
Tic Toc still waitin’ for my baby to come home.
Tic Toc should’ve been home an hour ago.
Chicken’s cold, candles burnin’ low.
I’m down half a bottle and those chocolates ... mmmmmm
Tic Toc the clock on the wall is starin’ at me.
Tic Toc I’m wonderin’ where my baby can be.
Chocolates are murdered, champagne bubbles no more.
I got my baggies on, red dress closeted, strappy heels on the floor.
Tic Toc, the telly’s rerunnin’, it’s well passed three.
Tic Toc, clock, stop your starin’ at me
Tic toc tic toc tic toc my head spinnin’ round and round.
I’m waitin’ for my baby, still waitin’ for my baby to come home.
And I’ve been waitin’, I’m waitin’ through the Simpsons
South Park, Friends & How I Met Your Mother, one more time.
Simpsons, South Park, Friends around the clock.
Six hundred freekin’ channels, still nothing better on!!!!
Tic Toc now I’m findin’ this is just plain rude.
Tic Toc … yea … I’m gonna tic toc on your ….um hum
Couldn’t find the time? Oh what I, I slipped your mind?
Don’t think I deserve a simple call? … uh oh, what’s this?.
Fifty-five missed calls and twenty-eight messages. Crap!
Tic toc … hold on. I’m gonna look outside.
Tic Toc … Oh no, he’s been asleep there all night.
Been sittin’ there since half past nine.
Well, I told him to get that buzzer fixed a week ago,
He couldn’t find the time.
Guitar …. I’m so sorry honey.
Guitar …. Somehow my phone was on silence.
Guitar …. Gee, baby, so glad your home.
|
||||
9. |
Hey Mister Mister
02:22
|
|||
10. |
Big Boy Boogie
02:33
|
|||
11. |
Chicken Scratch
03:29
|
|||
|
Chicken Scratch lyrics by Jennifer Milligan
Howlin’ Wolf was howlin’ from an old beat up car
When I saw a French rooster scratchin’ on his guitar.
He said, “Hey Lil’ Red, I’m gonna show you a star.”
He said, “Hey Lil’ Red”, come and sit with me.
They tell me that you come from across the sea.
And I sure would be delighted if you’d scratched with me.”
And we scratch. Scratch scratch.
Yea, we scratch. Do the Chicken Scratch.
Cause when the itch is overwhelming baby, well ya gotta scratch.
This little French rooster wrapped me up in his smile
As he whispered through his amp Oh all set to beguile.
He said, “I’ll show ya how to scratch chicken style.”
He said, “Hey Lil’ Red, I’m ready to go!
I got an itch in my tail feather and I’m ready to crow!”
I hear they play the Blues in Columbus, Ohio.”
Let’s go and scratch. Scratch scratch.
Time to scratch. Do the Chicken Scratch.
Cause when the itch is overwhelming baby, well ya gotta scratch.
When the itch is overwhelming baby, you gotta scratch.
When the itch is overwhelming baby, well ya gotta scratch.
And when the itch is overwhelming baby, ya gotta scratch.
|
||||
12. |
Occupy My Mind
03:48
|
|||
|
Occupy My Mind by Jennifer Milligan
Got the sun in my eyes, but my ol’ blues got me blind.
Got the sun in my eyes, but my ol’ blues they got me blind.
Need some work to do now, occupy my old, this old troublin’ mind.
I’m standin’ in the rain, and my old blues they’re washin’ in that tide.
I’m standin’ in the rain, but my old blues washin’ in the tide.
Got some work to do now, occupies my old, this old troublin’ mind.
I’m lovin’ me some struggle, makes me feel alive.
I’m lovin’ me some struggle, ooo feelin' alive.
Leanin’ into struggle occupies my old, this old troublin’ mind.
Lovin’ me some struggle, yea I’m feelin' alive.
Lovin’ me some struggle, yea feelin' alive.
Cause leanin’ into struggle, I said leanin’, leanin’ into struggle
Leanin’ into struggle occupies my troublin’ mind.
|
||||
Lil' Red & The Rooster Westerville, Ohio
With bite, humor & contagious charm, 2019 International Blues Challenge Finalists Jennifer Milligan & Pascal Fouquet swing, scratch, bounce & boogie some seriously fresh and original music inspired by their love for those ol’ vintage blues and high energy rhythm & blues. As a duo or backed by a deep in the pocket rhythm section they may inspire you to rise-up and shake a tail feather. ... more
If you like Lil' Red & The Rooster, you may also like:
Soul Provider
by Elizabeth King
New on Bible & Tire: The searing new Gospel record from Elizabeth King, the Queen of Sacred Soul.
go to album
The second album by French-Moroccan power quartet Bab L' Bluz is packed with dizzying melodies and rich instrumentation.
go to album
This collection of work is the final album from the late Memphis gospel singer.
go to album
The Canadian singer marries the sound of classic folk and jazz with a modern-day spin.
go to album
Favourite People
by Favourite People
Blues- and psych-tinged funky rock workouts with '70s flavor, on Quantic's label Selva.
go to album
A concept record about coming-of-age gleefully grifts from all types of rock music, from garage to glam to power pop.
go to album
Inspired by their travels in New Orleans, Naples, and the UK, the “Italian-hills country blues” duo pen a global love letter to roots music.
go to album
