Civilized Man
Album - 1984 - Debaser id 223606

Civilized Man (03:55)

Joe Cocker • Civilized Man

You made me need you
need you so bad

Fool to believe you. you made me so mad
oh yeah

Double cross me once
never cross me again

And now you're runnin' round lookin' for some sympathy

When you know as well as I that we're history.
You're lucky - I'm a civilized man

You're so lucky - I'm a civilized man
oh yeah
a civilized man.
A poison arrow right from the start

Went down to zero
you went for my heart
oh yeah.
Usin' hoodoo voodoo to start the fire again

Now you asked me to forget all you put me thru

When you know as well as I you got it comin' to you.
Now you're lucky - I'm a civilized man. . . .
Using hoodoo voodoo to start the fire again.
Now you're runnin' round lookin' for some sympathy

When you know as well as I that we are history.

Oh
you're lucky - I'm a civilized man . . .
Oh
you're lucky - I'm a civilized man . . .
You're so lucky - you've got a civilized man

You're so lucky - you've got a civilized man.

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I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste
A flannel for my face
Pyjamas, a hairbrush
New shoes and a case
I said to my reflection
Let's get out of this place
Past the church and the steeple
The laundry on the hill
Billboards and the buildings
Memories of it still
Keep calling and calling
But forget it all
I know I will

Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
There's no other
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered

I'm at the car park, the airport
The baggage carousel
The people keep on crowding
I'm wishing I was well
I said it's no occasion
It's no story I could tell

At my bedside empty pocket
A foot without a sock
Your body gets much closer
I fumble for the clock
Alarmed by the seduction
I wish that it would stop

I bought a novel, some perfume
A fortune all for you
But it's not my conscience
That hates to be untrue
I asked of my reflection
Tell me what is there to do

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