Sweet Jane (Live In Los Angeles, 2003)

So, I thought I would
I thought I would explain you how you make a career out of three chords
I know a lot of you been wondering that, and you younger bands
Pay attention to this one
So, you thought it was three, it's really four
Watch
Three
But what's really happening
As in most things in life
It's that little hump at the end
Hey, Fernando
Fernandito, on the bass we have
How could I, let's see?
There's people who play the bass and then there's Fernando
Fernando's song is that is
And we call it fernandizing, so
Hey Fernando, will you fernandize?
Fernandize this
Hey, A, A, Anthony
That's Anthony from Anthony & The Johnsons, my guy
All the way from whe Big Apple
Hey Anthony, we brought our own vocalist
And that's Anthony
Hey Anthony, will yasing a little son for Lou
Sing a little t-t-tune

No-no-no
No, no-no
Ooh, no
Ooh-ooh, no
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Oh, sweet Jane
Ooh, sweet Jane (oh)

Oh, If I could only sing like that
Things could've been so different
I could've made beach movies
Little surfer girl, alone in my little beady room
What the fuck is that?
Alone in my room?
What the fuck is that shit?

Or little surfer woman?
Or Jane?
We actually have a Jane
On a cello
Jane Scarpantoni
Standing on the corner, suitcase is in my hand
Jack is in his corset, Jane is in her vest
And me, baby, I'm in a rock and roll band
Ridin' a Stutz Bearcat, Jim
You know, those were different times
The poets, they studied rules of verse and the ladies rolled their eyes

You know, they sang Jane
Ooh baby, sweet Jane
Oh-yeah, yeah-yeah, sweet Jane

Jack, he is a banker and Jane, she is a clerk babe
And both of them save their monies, honies
And when they come home from work
They sittin' there, baby, by the fire
The radio does play
The March, "The March of the Wooden Soldiers"
And you could hear Jack say, you know he's singin'

Oh, sweet Jane
Ooh, sweet Jane
Some people like to go out dancing
Then there's other people like us, baby
We got to work
There's some evil motherfuckers
They're gonna tell you that life's just made out of dirt

That pretty women never really faint
Or that villains always blink their eyes
That children are the only ones who blush
And that life, life, life is just to die
But I'll tell ya, I'll tell ya

Anyone who's ever had a heart
Wouldn't turn around and break it
Anyone who's ever played a part
Oh, they wouldn't turn, turn around and hate it
They say, Jane
Ooh baby, sweet Jane
Sweet Jane

Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Jane
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet Jane