Your Gold Teeth II (Live)

Got a feeling

I've been here before

Watching as you cross the killing floor

You know you'll have to pay it all

You'll pay today or pay tomorrow

You fasten up your beaded gown

Then you try to tie me down

Do you work it out one by one

Or played in combination

You throw out your gold teeth

Do you see how they roll

I have seen your iron and your brass

Can't you see it shine behind the glass

Your fortune is your roving eye

Your mouth and legs

Your gift for the runaround

Torture is the main attraction

I don't need that kind of action

You don't have to dance for me

I've seen your dance before

Do you throw out your gold teeth

Do you see how they roll

Tobacco they grow in

Peking In the

Year of the

Locust You'll see a sad thing

Even Cathy

Berberian knows

There's one roulade she can't sing

Dumb luck my friend

Won't suck me in this time

Got a feeling

I've been here before

Won't you let me help you find the door

All you got to do is use

Your silver shoes

A gift for the runaround

Use your knack darlin'

Take one step back darlin'

There ain't nothing in

Chicago For a monkey woman to do

Do you throw out your gold teeth

Do you see how they roll