The hosts of the show:
Vladimir Ilinskiy, Olga Palna
Crazy Horses (The Penthouse Tapes, 1976)
Crazy Horses! Crazy Horses!
Crazy Horses! Crazy Horses!
Crazy Horses! Crazy Horses!
There's a message going through the air
'Bout crazy horses flying everywhere
It's a warning that's on every tongue
Gotta stop those crazy horses on the run
There they go. What a show. Smokin' up the sky!
Crazy horse got their bridles on. They're you and I!
Crazy Horses! Crazy Horses!
They never stop. They never die.
they keep on going; how they multiply
Crazy horses, they never halt
They just keep on going and it's all our fault
There they go. What a show. Smokin' up the sky!
Crazy horse got their bridles on. They're you and I!
There they go. What a show. Smokin' up the sky!
Crazy horse got their bridles on. They're you and I!
Cr..! Cr..! Cr..!
Crrrrrrazy!
Crazy Horses! Crazy Horses!
Crazy Horses! Crazy Horses!
Crazy Horses! Crazy Horses!
Craaaaaaaaaazy! Horrrrrrrrr...seeeeeeeees!
Crazy Horses! Crazy Hors..eeees!
Framed (Framed, 1972)
I'm walking down the street mindin' my own affair
when two policemen grabbed me and I'm unaware
They said "Is your name Alexander?" and I said "Why, sure!"
They said "You're the cat that we've been looking for."
Chorus:
But I was framed
I was framed
I never did nothing
but now I was, I was framed
The cops took me to a little room where the bright lights shine
there was ten poor souls like me standin' in the line
I knew I was the victim of somebody's evil plan
when a stool pigeon looked at me an' said....
That's your man!
Chorus
Then the public prosecutor started prosecutin' me
that man wanted to find what was my pedigree
He said "Where were you on the third of June 1963?"
Them cats with rubber hoses started givin' me the third degree....
Chorus
Hammer Song (Framed, 1972)
"Oh please, don't sell me out", said the man with the hammer, hammering the anvil
"I've been walking on the road of rocks
and I keep on hammering, Keep on hammering, keep on hammering
hammering the anvil."
"Don't let the sun go down," said the man with the fire, firing the furnace
"I've been buried in the snow
and I keep on firing, keep on firing,
firing the furnace."
"Don't talk to me", said the man with the chisel, chiseling the surface
"I've been sleeping far too long,
and I keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling, keep on chiseling
chiseling the surface."
"I don't know what you mean", said the man with the shovel, shoveling the ashes,
"I've been diggin in the frozen ground,
and I keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling, keep on shoveling,
shoveling the ashes
Chiseling the surface,
Firing the furnace,
Hammering the anvil
Hammering the anvil.
"Oh please, don't sell me out", said the man with the hammer, hammering the anvil
"I've been walking on the road of rocks,
and I keep on hammering , keep on hammering, keep on hammering,
hammering the anvil."
Shoveling the ashes
Chiseling the surface
Firing the furnace
Hammering the anvil.
Keep it on, keep it on, keep it on!
Hammering the anvil.
There's No Lights On The Christmas Tree, Mother They're Burning Big Louie Tonight (Framed, 1972)
Paper sir, Paper sir, Paper sir
The mobs in town
And the guns are out
And Louie knows what it's all about
He's gunning down the cops with machinegun tops
Moving in a black sedan
A stickup worth a hundred grand
Headline sensation:
A payroll grab in the union station
(Chorus):
Now there's no lights on the christmas tree mother
They're burning Big Louie tonight
There's no electricity mother
They're burning Big Louie tonight
Across the state the bandits fly
Victims scream, gangsters die
And sirens in the night and armoured cars and dynamite
Now Peter is on the mob
And the FBI is on the job
And now the headlines say:
Louie Bannassas on trial today
(Chorus):
But they got him in the final chase
Louie was running in a losers race
And on the day his case begun
He was Public Enemy Number One
But the jury's back, they all agree
It's murder in the first degree
Tie him down and shave his hair
Cause tonight Big Louie's gonna get the chair
(Chorus):
The baby's crying
They're burning Big Louie tonight
They're gonna fry him
They're burning Big Louie tonight
St. Anthony (Framed, 1972)
St Anthony was a travelling man
She was a gogo agitator
He went to bed with a whip in his hand
Doing his best to stimulate her
St Anthony, St Anthony, St Anthony, St Anthony
St Anthony was all alone
And around come a two tone choclate biscuit
She comes around when the sun goes down
Saying come on baby you can risk it
St Anthony, St Anthony, St Anthony, St Anthony
She tied St Anthony to the bed
And said I'm gonna be your master
Come on baby dont turn me loose
Just keep on doing it faster faster
St Anthony, St Anthony, St Anthony, St Anthony
St Anthony was on his knees
holding his hands in suffracation
Oh Lord have mercy on my soul
lead me not into temptation
Oh the sensation
Oh the revelation
Oh the temptation of St Anthony
Oh the temptation
Oh the sensation
Oh the revelation of the reincarnation
Of St Anthony
St Anthony
St Anthony
St Anthony
{ repeat last few lines till end }
Giddy up a Ding Dong (Next, 1973)
Come on folks, and get in the groove, we gotta move......
I went ridin' the other night
Took my horse, oh my what a sight!
The name of my horse was Ding Dong
While we was ridin' and singin' a song
Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong (repeat)
We rode and we rode the whole night through
My horse was tired, I was too
I had a date with ma girl at eight
Come on Ding Dong we can't be late
I said
Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong (repeat)
Got to her house and I got down
There was the toughest guy in town
If I went in, he might use force
Mounted up again and I said to my horse
Giddy up, giddy up a Ding Dong (repeat)
Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh You got to giddy up a Ding dong, etc |
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