Marc Canter
&
All Day Sucker
From ANDRAS JONES: Oh man. This is the heart of this Kibbitz-ode.
The swastikas on the ceiling are coming home to roost.
Heavy weather.
Immigration.
Israel.
Manny’s plaque.
Morty crying.
North Korea.
Neil Young in a hearse.
Frank Zappa’s table.
November rain.
Heavy Weather
So you think life made a b-line right passed you.
And you think life had the last laugh at you too.
Well, there ain’t much I can do except spend in my two cents.
Well, you ain’t gonna leave even if I ask you.
You come to a city where a face is bought and sold.
You take a walk through the streets although they’re all depraved in gold.
You can all take another card or fold if your not that bold or bitter.
Well, it looks like you’re in for the heavy weather.
And maybe all the night Mr. Right is gonna solve life’s mysteries.
Someday your prince will come so you can get up off your knees.
But if you think Prince Charming’s gonna come, kiss it and make it better.
Well, it looks like you’re in for the heavy weather.
Listen, putting all your money in a hole ain’t gonna make it a wishing well.
You might be pillar if you got down off that pedestal.
I got a hunch lady luck’ll sucker punch you every time you let her.
Well, it looks like you’re in for the heavy weather, and everybody says you are.
Putting all your money in a hole ain’t gonna make it a wishing well.
You might be a pillar if you got down off that pedestal.
Life’s a bit of a bitter chilly wind, better knit yourself a sweater.
Yes, it looks like you’re in for the heavy weather.
Heavy weather, heavy weather, yeah, heavy weather, heavy weather.
L to R – JJ, Slash, Drummer unknown, Morty Coyle & Darlene Sovran at The Kibitz Room
