[Country Joe's Place]

Film Scores:Quiet Days in Clichy,
Zachariah and Gas-s-s-s

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Quiet Days in Clichy

[Quiet Days in Clichy LP Cover]

  1. Quiet Days in Clichy I (1:47)
  2. Nys' Love (4:18)
  3. Hungry Miller & the Hungry World (2:22)
  4. Quiet Days in Clichy II (3:50)
  5. Mara (1:50)

[Music by Andy Sundström, Young Flowers, Papa Bue's Viking Jazz Band, and Ben Webster not included]

Quiet Days in Clichy I

Come on people and listen to me,
I'll tell you the story of Carl and Joey
The girls they fucked and the women they laid,
This is the story of the love they made.

Now don't get excited, be patient please,
Just put your hand on your lover's knee
And during the movie if you get a chance
Put your hand inside her pants.

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy.

Now perhaps you are ready to see
The story of the Place Clichy
So come and let us spend a while
With Joey and his French friend Carl.

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy.

Nys' Love

La la la la la la la la ...

Hungry Miller & the Hungry World

instrumental

Quiet Days in Clichy II

There were two girls from the café,
We picked both of them up one day.
We took both of them to our flat
And the red-headed one gave Carl the clap.

The dark-haired girl took off her shoe
She smiled at Joey and then she was through.
He tried everything but just as luck
The one from Jamaica just wouldn't fuck.

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy.

Little Colette she has no sense
Serving the breakfast without her pants
Spoiling the coffee, burning the eggs,
All of her brains are between her legs.

Baby Colette she's all grown up
Sweeping the floor and washing the tub
Cleaning the dishes and ironing the clothes
What she's thinking, God only knows.

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy.

The sad-eyed girl from the grocery store,
Her American husband didn't love her anymore.
He deserted her, he vanished away
And she wants to speak English now night and day.

They would go to a movie and then for a walk
And to the apartment for some fun and talk.
She would sleep with one or she would sleep with the other,
As long as they spoke English it really didn't matter.

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy.

Then there was Jean from the Herald Tribune
Bringing bottles of wine up to their room.
They could squeeze her tits and rub her crack,
But the thought of fucking drove her quite mad.

At the thought of a cock inside her cunt
She would always begin to smash the place up.
She would weep and screech and scream and cry
And then come back for another try.

Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy
Oh quiet days in Clichy.

Mara

Flocks of geese in Paris skies
They come to me with open eyes
Dreaming of her and other lives
To pass the time waiting for Mara.

And I alone beside her sit
There's just a lonely candle lit
It casts a glowing over it, Mara.

Green is ember blue is gold
A not so different story told
Please take my arms
They're growing cold, Mara.

Green and silver, they're off to the moon
I've lost my way — she's lost hers, too.
Now that I love what shall I do
To pass the time waiting for Mara.

Original vinyl release: Vanguard VSD.79303 [October, 1970]
All songs sung by Country Joe McDonald copyright © 1970 by Joe McDonald Music (BMI)

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Zachariah

[Zachariah Cover]
Cover of 1987 English re-release

  1. We're the Crackers
  2. All I Need

[Music by the James Gang, Doug Kershaw, the New York Rock Ensemble, White Lightnin', and Jimmie Haskell not included]

We're the Crackers

I hope we don't disturb your scene
Here below the border
But men who deal in loco weed
Don't care for law and order.

We shoot our guns and watch 'em run,
Sittin' high up in the saddle.
We smoke and fight and ride all night
But we won't punch no cattle.

I got a stallion
His name is Fred
And if you think that's funny Jack,
I'll blow off your head

We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers

We fought the federales
At the Mexicali jail
And we've been riding fourteen days
All down the dusty trail *

On the deserts and the prairies
Down the canyon side
We're wild and we're hairy
And we know how to ride. *

We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers

We used to operate our gang
From Waco to Killeen
The pigs from Amarillo
Tried so hard to blow our scene

The marshals and the rangers
Tried to shoot us down
The Utah vigilantes
Tried to run us out of town

We cut a bloody trail across
The dirty Rio Grande
We call ourselves the Crackers,
We're a rock n' roll band

I could start to tell you
Things I've heard out on the trails
It's understood among good thieves
Dead men tell no tales.

We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers
We're the Crackers

* Verse omitted from recorded version

All I Need

All I need to have a good time
Is a reefer, a woman and a bottle of wine
With those three things I don't need no sunshine
A reefer, a woman and a bottle of wine

All I want is to never grow old
I want to wash in a bathtub of gold
I want 97 kilos already rolled
I want to wash in a bathtub of gold

Gettin' money is so easy
They give you all they got
If you just put 'em up against the wall
And say that they're gonna get shot!*

I want to light my cigars with ten-dollar bills
I'd like to have a cattle ranch in Beverly Hills
I'd like a bottle of redeye that's always filled
I'd like to have a cattle ranch in Beverly Hills

* Verse omitted from recorded version

Original vinyl release: Zachariah [Soundtrack] ABC ABCS 0C19 [November, 1972]
We're the Crackers copyright © 1971 by McDonald Music (BMI)
All I Need copyright © 1971 by Seafood Music (BMI)

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Gas-s-s-s

[Gas-s-s-s Cover]

  1. World That We All Dreamed Of (1:41)

[Music by Barry Melton, Johnny and the Tornadoes, and the Gourmet's Delight not included]

World That We All Dreamed Of

They wanted us to die
And they were always dead
They planned to kill the enemy
And killed themselves instead.

They were always evil
Teaching war and hate
They had their chance an' blew it
Now they've met their fate.

Come on cats an' chickies
You know what to do
Now there's no more adults
To try and bum trip you.

It's the world that we all dreamed of
Come on, now's our chance
It's the world that we all dreamed of
Come on, now's our chance
It's the world that we all dreamed of
Come on everybody, let's dance.

Original vinyl release: Gas-s-s-s [Soundtrack] Air A-1038 [1970]
World That We All Dreamed Of copyright © 1970 by McDonald Music (BMI)

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