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GAUCHO
MCA 1980

MUSIC AND LYRICS BY WALTER BECKER AND DONALD FAGEN Lead Vocals by Donald Fagen Rythm Arrangements by Steely Dan with Rob Mounsey, Don Grolnick and Paul Griffin Recorded at: Soundworks N.Y.C./A & R Studios, N.Y.C./Sigma Sound Studios, N.Y.C./Automated Sound Studios N.Y.C./ Village Recorder, West L.A./ Producers Workshop, Hollywood Mixdown at: A & R Studios and Village Recorder Executive Engineer: Roger Nichols Tracking: Elliot Scheiner, Bill Schnee Overdub: Roger Nichols, Jerry Garszza Mixdown: Elliot Scheiner Sequencing and Special Effects: Roger Nichols and WENDAL Assistant Engineers: Barbara Issak, Tom Greto, Georgie Offrell, John (Doc)

Doughterty, Carla Bandini, Craig Goetsch, Gerry Gabinelli, Rosa Howell, John Potoker, Marti Robertson, Linda Randazzo Special Thanks to: Scott Luther and Fred Hull c/o Compal Computers Fabulous vintage electric guitars courtesy of  Richard, Steven and Lawrence Friedman. Piano Technician: Don Farrar Italian Translation: Victor di Suvero Cash: Leonard Freedman Clout: Front Line Management Album Design & Art Direction: Susanne Walsh Design Assistant: John Tom Cohoe Photography: René Burri/Magnum Mastered by Bob Ludwig at Masterdisk, N.Y.C. PRODUCED BY GARY KATZ

Babylon Sisters Drive west on Sunset To the sea Turn that jungle music down Just until we're out of town This is no one-night stand It's a real occassion Close your eyes and you'll be there It's everything they say The end of a perfect day Distant lights from across the bay [Chorus:] Babylon sisters shake it Babylon sisters shake it So fine so young Tell me I'm the only one Here come those Santa Anna winds again We'll jog with show folk On the sand Drink kirschwasser from a shell San Francisco Show and Tell Well I should know by now That it's just a spasm Like a Sunday in T.J. That it's cheap but it's not free That I'm not what I used to be And that love's not a game for three [Chorus] [solo] My friends say no don't go For that cotton candy Son you're playing with fire The kid will live and learn As he watches his bridges burn From the point of no return [Chorus] Drums: Bernard Purdie Bass: Chuck Rainey Electric Piano/Clavinet: Don Grolnick Guitar: Steve Kahn Percussion: Crusher Bennett Trumpet/Flugelhorn: Randy Brecker Tenor/Alto/Clarinet: Tom Scott Bass Clarinets: George Marge, Walter Kane Backup Vocals: Leslie Miller, Patti Austin Toni Wine, Lani Groves, Diva Gray Gordon Grody Horns arranged by Rob Mounsey

 

Hey Nineteen Way back when In sixty-seven I was the dandy Of Gamma Chi Sweet things from Boston So young and willing Moved down to Scarsdale Where the hell am I Hey Nineteen No we can't dance together No we can't talk at all Please take me along When you slide on down Hey Nineteen That's 'Retha Franklin She don't remember The Queen of Soul It's hard times befallen The sole survivors She thinks I'm crazy But I'm just growing old Hey Nineteen No we got nothin' in common No we can't talk at all Please take me along When you slide on down [solo] [ad libbed lines:] Nice, sure looks good, Hm hm hmm, skate a little lower now The Cuervo Gold The fine Colombian Make tonight a wonderful thing (say it again) The Cuervo Gold The fine Colombian Make tonight a wonderful thing The Cuervo Gold The fine Colombian Make tonight a wonderful thing No we can't dance together No we can't talk at all Drums: Rick Marotta Bass: Walter Becker Electric Piano/Syntesizer: Donald Fagen Guitars: Hugh McCracken, Walter Becker Percussion: Victor Feldman, Steve Gadd Backup Vocals: Frank Floyd, Zack Sanders

 

Glamour Profession 6:05 outside the stadium Special delivery For Hoops McCann Brut and Charisma Poured from the shadow where he stood Looking good He's a crowd pleasing man One on one He's schoolyard superman Crashing the backboard He's Jungle Jim again When it's all over We'll make some calls from my car We're a star It's a glamour profession The L.A. concession Local boys will spend a quarter Just to shine the silver bowl Living hard will take its toll Illegal fun Under the sun All aboard The Carib Cannibal Off to Barbados Just for the ride Jack with his radar Stalking the dread moray eel At the wheel With his Eurasian bride On the town We dress for action Celluloid bikers Is Friday's theme I drove the Chrysler Watched from the darkness while they danced I'm the one [Chorus] Hollywood I know your middle name Who inspires your fabled fools That's my claim to fame [solo] Jive Miguel He's in from Bogota Meet me at midnight At Mr. Chow Szechuan dumplings After the deal has been done I'm the one [Chorus] Drums: Steve Gadd Bass: Anthony Jackson Electric Piano/Synthesizer: Donald Fagen Piano: Rob Mounsey Guitar: Steve Kahn Percussion: Ralph McDonald Tenor: Michel Brecker Tenor/Lyricon: Tom Scott Backup Vocals: Leslie Miller, Valerie Simpson Horns arranged by Tom Scott

 

Gaucho Written by Donald Fagen, Walter Becker and Keith Jarrett Just when I say "Boy we can't miss You are golden" Then you do this You say this guy is so cool Snapping his fingers like a fool One more expensive kiss-off Who do you think I am Lord I know you're a special friend But you don't seem to understand We got heavy rollers I think you should know Try again tomorrow Can't you see they're laughing at me Get rid off him I don't care what you do at home Would you care to explain Who is the gaucho amigo Why is he standing In your spangled leather poncho And your elevator shoes Bodacious cowboys Such as your friend Will never be welcome here High in the Custerdome What I tell you Back down the line I'll scratch your back You can scratch mine No he can't sleep on the floor What do you think I'm yelling for I'll drop him near the freeway Doesn't he have a home Lord I know you're a special friend But you refuse to understand You're a nasty schoolboy With no place to go Try again tomorrow Don't tell me he'll wait in the car Look at you Holding hands with the man from Rio Would you care to explain Who is the gaucho amigo Why is he standing In your spangled leather poncho With the studs that match your eyes Bodacious cowboys Such as your friend Will never be welcome here High in the Custerdome Drums: Jeff Porcaro Bass: Walter Becker Piano: Rob Mounsey Electric Piano/Synthesizer: Donald Fagen Guitar: Steve Kahn Solo Guitar: Walter Becker Percussion: Crusher Bennett Tenor: Tom Scott Trumpet: Randy Brecker Backup Vocals: Leslie Miller, Valerie Simpson, Patti Austin Horns arranged by Tom Scott

 

Time Out of Mind Son you better be ready for love On this glory day This is your chance to believe What I've got to say Keep your eyes on the sky Put a dollar in the kitty Don't the moon look pretty Tonight when I chase the dragon The water may change to cherry wine And the silver will turn to gold Time out of mind I am holding the mystical stone It's direct from Lasa Where people are rolling in the snow Far from the world we know Children we have it right here It's the light in my eyes It's perfection and grace It's the smile on my face Tonight when I chase the dragon The water may change to cherry wine And the silver will turn to gold Time out of mind [solo] Children we have it right here It's the light in my eyes It's perfection and grace It's the smile on my face Tonight when I chase the dragon The water may change to cherry wine And the silver will turn to gold Time out of mind Drums: Rick Marotta Bass: Walter Becker Piano: Rob Mounsey Electric Piano/Synthesizer: Donald Fagen Guitars: Hugh McCracken, Walter Becker Solo Guitar: Mark Knopfler Trumpet: Randy Brecker Tenors: Michael Brecker, Dave Tofani Altos: David Sanborn Baritone: Ronny Cuber Backup Vocals: Michael McDonald, Leslie Miller, Patti Austin, Valerie Simpson Horns arranged by Rob Mounsey

 

My Rival The wind was driving in my face The smell of prickly pear (My rival-show me my rival) The milk truck eased into my space Somebody screamed somewhere I struck a match against the door Of Anthony's Bar and Grill I was the whining stranger A fool in love With time to kill I've got detectives on his case They filmed the whole charade (My rival-show me my rival) He's got a scar across his face He wears a hearing aid Sure he's a jolly roger Until he answers for his crime Yes, I'll match him whim for whim now [solo] I still recall when I first held Your tiny hand in mine (My rival-show me my rival) I loved you more than I can tell But now it's stomping time Sure he's a jolly roger Until he answers for his crime Yes, I'll match him whim for whim now Drums: Steve Gadd Bass: Anthony Jackson Electric Piano: Patrick Rebillot Organ/Synthesizer: Donald Fagen Guitars: Hiram Bullock, Rick Derringer Solo Guitar: Steve Kahn Percussion: Ralph McDonald Timbales: Nicholas Marrero Flugelhorn: Randy Brecker Tenor: Michael Brecker Trombone: Wayne Andre Backup Vocals: Valerie Simpson, Frank Floyd, Zack Sanders Horns arranged by Tom Scott

 

Third World Man Johnny's playroom Is a bunker filled with sand He's become a third world man Smoky Sunday He's been mobilized since dawn Now he's crouching on the lawn He's a third world man Soon you'll throw down your disguise We'll see behind those bright eyes By and by When the sidewalks are safe For the little guy I saw the fireworks I believed that I was dreaming Till the neighbours came out screaming He's a third world man [solo] Soon you'll throw down your disguise We'll see behind those bright eyes By and by When the sidewalks are safe For the little guy When he's crying out I just sing that Ghana Rondo E l'era del terzo mondo He's a third world man He's a third world man He's a third world man Drums: Steve Gadd Bass: Chuck Rainey Electric Piano: Joe Sample Electric, Acoustic Guitars: Steve Kahn Solo Guitar: Larry Carlton Synthesizer: Rob Mounsey

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