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Listen to Blanchard: Fire Shut Up in My Bones (Recorded Live at the Met - October 23, 2021) by Will Liverman, Latonia Moore, Angel Blue, Yannick Nézet-Séguin, The Metropolitan Opera Orchestra & The Metropolitan Opera Chorus
ALBUMBlanchard: Fire Shut Up in My Bones (Recorded Live at the Met - October 23, 2021)Will Liverman, Latonia Moore, Angel Blue, Yannick Nézet-Séguin, The Metropolitan Opera Orchestra & The Metropolitan Opera Chorus
Listen to Klassik der Gegenwart Essentials featuring Will Liverman, Latonia Moore, Angel Blue, Yannick Nézet-Séguin, The Metropolitan Opera Orchestra & The Metropolitan Opera Chorus
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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Latonia Moore
Latonia Moore
Künstler:in
Chauncey Packer
Chauncey Packer
Künstler:in
Norman Garrett
Norman Garrett
Künstler:in
Yannick Nézet-Séguin
Yannick Nézet-Séguin
Dirigent:in
The Metropolitan Opera Orchestra
The Metropolitan Opera Orchestra
Orchester
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Terence Blanchard
Terence Blanchard
Komponist:in

Lyrics

What you doing here, Spinner?
Why you not at work?
Ain't much work today for my crew
Boss let us off, so I come see you
What could be wrong with wanting to see my wife?
I'm not a pretty sight
A hard-working woman is a thing of beauty
Spinner, I know you didn't come all the way over here just to sweet-talk me
What you want?
Just a few bucks for my gig
For your gig?
A gig supposed to pay, not cost
Just a few bucks to lubricate the band
Can't play the blues dry, can I?
I'll give it back and much more when I get paid tonight
We got five boys, five hungry boys to feed
I don't give two damns 'bout no drink your band need
Baby, don't I give you everything?
Even what I don't have yet, even my dreams
Five boys, five hungry mouths to feed
Just a few dollars, woman, that's all I need
Ha
Don't make a man beg for what's his, Billie, come on now
You gon' wait up?
You gon' be late?
I'll be back as soon as we done and I'll be hungry
Uh, I'll save you a plate
Good
Save me something hot and sweet
And I'll come home and rub those legs, thighs, and those tired, aching feet
Break's over, back to work
And no bellyaching
Legs, thighs, breasts, wings
Legs, thighs, breasts, wings
Five boys, five hungry boys to feed
But what about me?
What if I'm dying here under guts and grease and no one sees?
My dreams plucked bare and chopped to pieces
Leaving a pungent residue that no amount of soap can clean
Written by: Terence Blanchard

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