Rory Gallagher Discography



Defender
Rory Gallagher: Vocals, Electric & Acoustic Guitars, Harmonica
Gerry McAvoy: Bass
Brendan OīNeil: Drums
Mark Feltham: Harmonica on "Donīt Start Me Talkinī"
Lou Martin: Piano on "Seven Days"
Bob Andrews: Piano on "Donīt Start Me Talkinī"
John Cooke: other Keyboards






Tracks



1. Kickback City
2. Loanshark Blues
3. Continental OP
4. I Ainīt No Saint
5. Failsafe Day
6. Road To Hell
7. Doing Time
8. Smear Campaign
9. Donīt Start Me Talkinī
10.Seven Days
11.Seems To Me
12.No Peace For The Wicked





KICKBACK CITY

They say this town will kill you
They say this town ain't got no soul
This town could take a child's smile
And turn it into stone
But don't you think I know that
This place has cut me to the bone
Trouble crawling up your back
Fear just eats your soul

You say this town will eat you up
You say this town ain't got no heart
You try to learn all your lines
And you try to play the part
With all this double dealing
I tell you brother, you get smart
Hear in Kickback City
You're lost before you start

People in subways look half-dazed to me
Renting tomorrow
Investing in sorrow
No belief

Faces in side sides streets, hiding like angels from grace
Selling your sorrow
Renting tomorrow
You're out of place

They say this town will kill you
They say this town ain't got no soul
They'll set you up and pull the switch
'Till you've unraveled on the floor
But I won't let it beat me
Though trouble's knocking on my door
Somehow it's just your smile
that keeps me coming back for more
Here in Kickback City
Feel I'm going down slow
Here in Kickback City
Feel I'm going down slow

LOANSHARK BLUES

Give me till monday, that's only a day or two
Give me till monday, that's only a da or two
I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing I do, Yeah
I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the last thing I do, Yeah

Give me till monday, that's only a day away
Give me till monday, that's only a day away
I'm down on my knees, got one foot in the grave
I'm down on my knees, got one foot in the grave

I've got the Loanshark Blues
I've got the Loanshark Blues
Give me an offer I can't refuse

My wife needs shoes
The kids must eat
Feel so cold, I can't feel my feet
Can't get my hands on one thin dime
Gonna turn to a life of crime
No work here, so I'll walk the street
Sign on the door, feel I'm beat
I know you run Pier 15
You got a grip on all my dreams

I got the Loanshark Blues
The Loanshark Blues
Give me an offer I can't refuse

Give me till monday, that's only a day or two
Give me till monday, it's only a day or two
I'll pay you back with interest, if it's the the last thing I do, Yeah
I'll pay you back with interest, if it'd the last thing I do, Yeah

I got the Loanshark Blues
The Loanshark Blues
Give me an offer I can't refuse

The roof's got holes, see the sky'
I can't get straight, and I have tried
I'm in your debt, I'm well aware
I'll break the law 'cause I don' care
Living on a knife edge I have been
Moving' on down with the longshoremen
On the docks we're locked out again

I got the Loanshark Blues
The Loanshark Blues
Give me an offer I can't refuse

I got the Loanshark Blues
The Loanshark Blues
Give me an offer I can't refuse

THE CONTINENTAL OP

There's a body in the bay
The cops are taking it away
They said this case was closed
It only shows you that - never know
So who they gonna get when the troubles got to stop
Here's my card
I'm the Contintental Op

Jane Doe in the bay
Now that's exhibit 'A'
Bloodstains on the dress of the millionairess
But I saw you leavin' town
I'm gonna have to track you down
Just like a hound
You slipped through the web
And you might have dodged the Feds
But who they gonna get when you've out foxed the cops
Here's my number
I'm the Continental Op

Call the agency, we never close
First consultation is free
Check my reputation, check my pose
But first check my fee

There's a menace on the streets
Offering infants sweets
Don't give this man a ride
Lock your car from the inside
He's suspect No. 1
But I guess his race is run
He left a set of prints
He's not as smart as he thinks
'Cause who they gonna get when the trouble's gotta stop
Here's my card
I'm the Continental Op

There's a body in the bay
The cops have taken it away
They say this case was closed
It only shows that you never know
Bruises 'round the neck
When they did a body check
I saw you leaving town
I'll track you down like a hound
Who they gonna get when you've outfoxed the cop
Here's my card
I'm the Continental OP

Yeah, who they gonna get when you've out foxed they cops
Here's my badge
I'm the Continental OP

AIN'T NO SAINT
I ant no saint
I can't turn the other cheek
I ain't no saint
But you can cool my temper
By the words you speak

I'll tell you straight from the shoulder
Straight from the hip
I'm falling over, she makes the pieces fit
If I get arrested or in some legal twist
She talks to the judge and gets the case dismissed

I ain't no saint
Won't make it through the pearly gates
I feel alright down hear lord
I think heaven's gonna have to wait

She doesn't tell me how to make a living
Don't lock her love up with a key
If I'm down my head is spinning
Don't call a doctor or a priest

I ain't no saint
Won't tow the party line
I ain't no saint
But you get my nomination
Every single time

I ain't no saint
Won't make it through the pearly gates
I feel alright down here, Lord
I think heavens gonna have to wait

I'll tell you straight from the shoulder
Straight from the hip
I feel alright down here, Lord
I think Heavens gonna have to wait

FAILSAFE DAY

What I see just takes the heart from me
It's all okay they keep telling me
Some how I fell like it's Failsafe Day
You know it almost feels like Failsafe Day

It's not the time don't go sad on me
Yeah we can run, the illusion is free
Let's not throw this chance away
You know it's almost Failsafe Day

And deep inside I hear that something
Like a silent scream
And In the night I hear that rumbling
Keep on hoping it's a dream

Wish there was time to borrow or steal
'Cause there's this stranger in the air I breath
Deep down it feels like Failsafe Day
There gonna fade us all away

Deep inside I hear that something
Like a silent scream
The Voice inside just tells me one thing
Keep on hoping boy it's just a dream

What I see just chills the hear in me
It's okay but the keep on fooling me
You know it's just Failsafe Day
Somehow it feels like Failsafe Day
You know it's almost Failsafe Day
They're gonna fade it all away

ROAD TO HELL

Soft-soped on the road to hell
So many times I've tripped and fell
No chances left
The sky is falling down on me

One step from the demons' fire
Can't stop the train
The flames are getting higher
Too late to save me
The wall is coming down on me

Broken wishes, broken dreams
Close to the edge
I cut it lean
No regrets
The angels gonna cry on me

Push the tempo, push the time
No excuses, not this time
No way out
The ground is opening up on me

Can you feel the heat
Coming from the street
Pour rain down on me

They tried to keep me on a long thin chain
Thanks but no thanks just the same
You saw it coming
The devil has got a jump on me

Lost soul on the road to Hell
Wind up the motor and ring the bell
No stooping now
The pains coming down on me

Straight time on the road to hell
No mercy time at the wishing well
No running back
Angels gonna cry for me

DOING TIME

I'm breaking rocks and I'm doing time
She's on the street with a friend of mine
I drove the car
I took the fall
I walk the cell, at night I cry till dawn
At night I cry till dawn
The days are long but time will pass
I'm breaking out, I soon will get my chance

I'm in a cell, it's 9 by 10
She's living it up on champagne and wine
I took the rap
But I'll get loose after a while
Get loose after a while
Deep in the night just like a child
I walk the cell, my mind is running wild

I'm going numb from to much waiting
"till my dying day
I'll suffocate from too much hating
There'll be hell to pay

I'm going rot from to much waiting
'Till my dying day
My soul is bruised, my heart is shaking
There'll be hell to pay

I'm digging, ditches I'm breaking stones
Sewing mailbags, ain't no fun,
Bread and water, my life is complete
Hold my breath
'Till i'm back on the streets
Back out on the streets

Revenge is sweet, or so they say
Just watch your step, I'm breaking out today
Revenge is sweet, or so they say
Just watch your step, I'm breaking out today

SMEAR CAMPGAIN

The dirty tricks department is working overtime
Trying to stop the candidate from getting in this time
With the silken fist
Now you've crossed the company
With a Judas kiss
They've got you on the list

We'll your friends in low places
Have tightened up the screws
They made this town a nightmare
You're trapped, what can you do
The quality of mercy
Is really out of reach
Don't call on the ones you peeled
Practice what you preach
The Wheels are now in motion, all the traps are set
Under this commotion, will walk into this mess
The stars intoxicated, - they're at the staring gate
He may never make it to the planned T.V debate
He can't fight off the big bucks of the old brigade
He's gotta watch his step
In this smear capmgain

They called a snap election in the summer heat
The town is reeling backwards
Like a drunk man on the street

Feed those lies
Bend those minds at any price
Foul or fair
As long as it's not there
Election time

Don't believe the papers, it's not anybody's race
He's not a rank beginner, it's not a children's game
He's got my nomination, if he breaks through the chains
Or they'll shoot him down on main street in this
Smear Canpgain

Just watch the party faithful fuel the dream machine
They've fuged up all the issues
Eat the scandal sheet
The dirty tricks department is nearly half insane
Trying to stop the candidate with a
Smear Campgain

DON'T START ME TALKIN'

Well I'm goin' Down The Road
Stop in Fanny Mays
Gonna tell Fany what I heard her boyfriend say

Don't start me talkin'
I'll tell you everything I know
I'm gonna break up this signifying', cause somebody's got to go

Jack gave his wife two dollars
To go down town to get some market
Ol' George stops her
He knocked her down
And blackend her eye
She gets back home tells her husband a lie

Don't start me talkin'
I'll tell you everything I know
I'm gonna break up this signifin' cause somebody got go

She borrowed some money
To go to the beauty shop
She honked his horn
She began to start
She said bay take me 'round the block
I'm going to the beauty shop
To have my hair socked

Don't start me talkin'
I'll tell you everytjhing I know
I'm gonna break up this signifin' cause somebody got to go

SEVEN DAYS
  
Seven days of thunder
Eight days of rain
The feeling that I'm under
Is like a ball 'n' chain
Like a ball 'n chain

Just round the cornered know a store
Gonna take in my razor
Buy a 44
And I'll come knocking
Knocking on your door
The feeling in my head
I like all-out-war
Third world war

And if they catch me
You can sit beside me
There's plenty room to spare
You are the reason I'm in this fix
 Will you cry for me
When they throw that switch
Throw that switch
  
This time they'll lock me
up for sure
Throw away the key
When they slam the door

City to city, town to town
Seven days' running
Will they track me down
Will they track me down

SEEMS TO ME

It seems to me I've been down this way before
' Seems to me I I've been all tore down before
Tears in your eyes, babe
Don't fool me anymore

I must admit, my race is run
I must admit, it's a case of hit and run
Don't look for me baby
'Cause I'm circling 'round the sun

Feel six feet under, feel like a drowning man
Feel six foot under, feel like a drowning man
Man overboard, and you won't lend a hand

Seems to me you've gone for broke this time
Seems to me you've gone for broke this time
Hung, drawn and quarted
You've hung me on the line

NO PEACE FOR THE WICKED
  
No peace for the wicked
No way, no how If you've gone and did it
You gotta pay somehow
No use complaining
'Bout the hand that feeds
Now you know it's raining
How come you talk to me
How come you talk to me,

Well your friends in high places
Won't bail you out this time
With all your social grace
It's like a pantomime
Feeling so uneasy
You can't tell friend from foe
Your always looking back
To see who's coming through the door

You're like aloaded heater
Just about to go off the street
You need a baby-sitter
To pick you up if you can't stand the heat

You sold protection
Fed the common fear
Took yes for an answer
You didn't see the tears
Collecting from the loanshark






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