Chris Lee

by Chris Lee

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1.
05:27
If not tomorrow, at least today I love you more than words can say If not tomorrow, at least today I need you now or never babe Senorita I must say you send me every way Two brown eyes that hypnotize my wined and dizzy head Run away run away run away with me angel of the hour Run way run away run away with me my momentary flower [Chorus] Mama martyr me and save yourself for someone else Crucify me for tonight and then leave me there for dead Run away run away run away with me angel of the hour Run way run away run away with me my momentary flower [Chorus] I need you so bad, it drives me mad
2.
I need ten ton trucks and thirty-nine brides I need serious fuel to survive I want a taste of every ecstacy in sight I hark sweet high pitches, stunningly sung Amid faceless frenzies of britches and tongue I strive to explode virgin vessels dressed to nines and looking for a little action Maybe I'm the king of swine But I find the flesh divine I am sexual everything That's the sexual politics of me I pine for dark limbs-akimbo sex with destitute hearts I want to see their every muscle flex The dubious poets of flesh and sweat With buns of steel and fingers wet [Chorus] Throw wide the door I need more and more and more and more and more It's feeding frenzy It's four to the floor
3.
You gave me instruction Lessons in the art of self-destruction I took what I needed And flew away as far as I could from that feeling And when you're done where will you be? Heaven is a double dare That keeps me from returning there Knowing good and well I can't because I'm scared [Chorus] Heaven are your beery eyes Shouting up into the skies Heaven are your weary eyes Dumb and blind on spiritual wine
4.
She is a queen that will never stop reigning me A mean doe-eyed dream that has haunted me Since 1986 hallowe'en Please don't be my Maud Gonne God knows I don't need one She once said to me That she "lives through me vicariously" She obviously can't conceive of The violence of irony [Chorus] She is a queen that will never stop reigning me She is a dream that will never stop haunting me [Chorus]
5.
03:18
Wide-eyed white lies cunningly told Your trysts and treasons are impossibly bold Why I stay around god only knows I still wonder why I don't go Angel see, angel do Nothing more than she wants to Angel see, angel do She'll do anything that moves Sleepless midnights burning my brain Just like dogfights in red baron planes Vague demonologies of gentlemen seen My horse for a kingdom of skeleton keys [Chorus] Boy you better blow your eyes out Or she will go Or she will steal your heart Right out from under you If you don't go If you don't see
6.
02:48
Baby Belle can't you tell that your heaven is my hell? That your lips could leave a saintly man confounded? You're a sweet western swing On my Texas TV screen I'll make millions when I sing these songs about you I can see the damage you done to me But I still can't leave Can't you see the damage you done to me? Can't you set me free? My divine libertine are my sins not most sublime? Is salvation a crime that's worth defending? My marine disko queen My soft memory machine Is it all just a dream or am i dying? [Chorus] Baby belle, baby belle I'm not doing very well I can't seem to dream of anything except for you
7.
04:13
What I need is a love That will carry me home Back to sweet dixie's door Where I come from before What I need is a love That will treat me like a child At the center of the world Where I come from before Where are the belles? Where is my belle?
8.
I can't make love to you anymore I can't make love to you anymore No matter how much I wish it weren't true I'm falling out of love with you I can't make love to you anymore It's not supposed to be a chore Every time I take you to bed I pretend you're someone else instead And I don't ever want you to forgive me Cause I don't even forgive myself I can't make love to you anymore I can't make love to you anymore I want to tear my eyes in threes Every time I think these things [Chorus] I can't make love to you anymore I can't make love to you anymore No matter how much I wish it weren't true I'm falling out of love with you

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released July 25, 2000

on MISRA

Produced by Steve Shelley & CL
Recorded by Gene Holder at Jolly Roger Recording, Hoboken, NJ
Mastered by Steve Fallone at Sterling Sound

Words & Music by CL (c) Carolina Songcorp (bmi)
Played by Brad Truax (bass) Andrew Barker (drums) Eric Morrison (keyboards) & CL (guitar, voice, etc)

Photography by Julie Ann Bleha

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Chris Lee is a Brooklyn-based, North Carolina-born singer-songwriter. He has released four albums and performed throughout the US and Europe.

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