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Beth Hart - Live at the Royal Albert Hall - The Ugliest House on the Block
Live at the Royal Albert Hall
Disc 1
01. As Long as I Have a Song
02. For My Friends
03. Lifts You Up
04. Close to My Fire
05. Bang Bang Boom Boom
06. Good as It Gets
07. Spirit of God
08. Baddest Blues
09. Sister Heroine
10. Baby Shot Me Down
11. Waterfalls
12. Your Heart Is Black as Night
Disc 2
01. Saved
02. The Ugliest House on the Block
03. Spiders in My Bed
04. Take It Easy on Me
05. Leave the Light On
06. Mama This One’s for You
07. My California
08. Trouble
09. Love Is a Lie
10. Picture in a Frame
11. Caught Out in the Rain
If it's not one thing, it's another
Flies buzzing around big ass huts
Not just screaming for my supper
I live in the ugliest house on the block
So wet.
So wet.
(So wet.)

I've been tryina make a little money
If you got the honey, I got the pot
I'm tired of curing and you're so lonely
I live in the ugliest house on the block
So get the hell off my lot
You get the hell off my lot
Yea, so wet.

Bidding on a dead horse for Phillip
I don't go over well with a live stock
These are serious times, these are serious killers
Next to the ugliest house on the block
I heard that they heist my house a lot
They say I ain't got a shot
I know I ain't got a shot
Yea, so wet.

Entertainment swear is hack
Reality re-runs on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I wear his love and I had a hard hat
I would run but I hate the cops
Sirens roaring, guns go pop
And rock 'n' roll's become hip-hop

Oh well.
So wet.
Yea, so wet.
Oh hell.
Suck it up
So wet.

I swear to God I'm not a sinner
Yea I know God likes me a lot
He has saved me in the river
So I'll stay in the ugliest house on the block
I'll stay in this ugly house til I rot
Be glad for what I got

Entertainment swear is hack
Reality re-runs on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I wear his love and I had a hard hat
I would run but I hate the cops
Sirens roaring, guns go pop
And rock 'n' roll's become hip-hop

Entertainment swear is hack
Reality re-runs on crack
My own dad could give a crap
I wear his love and I had a hard hat
I would run but I hate the cops
Sirens roaring, guns go pop
And rock 'n' roll's become hip-hop
You can't be something that you're not
When I go lay my head down
I want a man to stay around
We'll live in this ugly house

Oh well
So wet.
So well.
Yea, so wet.
Oh hell
So wet.
It sucks
So wet.