You Gotta Walk It Like You Talk It
(Or You'll Lose That Beat)

SPARK Records (1970) vinyl
VISA Records IMP 7005 (1978) vinyl
See For Miles records Ltd. SEECD 357 (1992) cd

Featuring:
Walter Becker - Bass & Guitar, Donald Fagen - All Keyboards,
Denny Diaz - Guitar & Percussion, John Discepolo - Drums.

Original sound recordings made by Spark Records.
Arranged by Donald Fagen & Walter Becker.
Produced by Kenny Vance.

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You Gotta Walk It Like You Talk It Ain't no man can tell you what's right or wrong for you, 'cause you got to know what you need to know to know what you got to do; Chorus: You got to walk it just like you talk it or be sure you're gonna lose that beat. Yeah, you got to walk it just like you talk it or be sure you're gonna lose that beat. You rap yourself to ribbons and bite and punch and kick, but to join the race you'll have to change your face, the whole thing seems so sick; Chorus Now Carter he's got a problem and most folks do you'll agree, he's got to grab, go blind or lose his mind, and most folks do all three; Chorus

 

Roll Back The Meaning The word is not enough to judge the souls we save it tries too hard to make the mind behave. Roll back the meaning, feel out what's seeming to begin now you'll find that when you roll back the secret of what's behind and what's above It's all that I've been thinkin' of. Our special losin' streak it can't survive for long; the time is right but something else is wrong. Roll back the meaning, drink to our dreaming in the end then ah, you gotta walk back a sacred mile where we contact a backwards style a wilderness we can't defile. The time is right but something else is wrong. Roll back the meaning, drink to our dreaming in the end then ah, you gotta walk back a sacred mile where we contact a backwards style a wilderness we can't defile.

 

Dog Eat Dog Stranded in Red Hook, I check in the black book for anybody's cave; I run into guess who, a boozer to rescue but there's nothin' left to save. The Indian hat clerk is doing his homework eating soda cracker dog style; They check it once over and drag it to Dover where they dump it on the rockpile. Chorus: 'Cause it's dog eat dog, eat dog, Ain't no use to fight it; It's dog eat dog, eat dog, Grab it fast and bite it. Dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog Now I've got the power, the man of the hour is leaving room for no doubt; The picadors catch you, and what does it get you but an incandescent blowout. And if when he sees you, the judge he can't please you, he'll catch you on the rebound; So rip off your mask or the best you can ask for is a mattress in the city pound. Chorus Dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog eat dog . . .

 

If It Rains I can't understand how it happend, Seems I've run into morning too soon I'm sure; As the shimmering presence of daybreak Descends to the living room floor. I step to the window and listen To sounds it seems I've never heard before; A street like a midwestern carnival A girl on an alien shore. Chorus: When the sun shines at midnight Keep me running just the same, But sing me still If it rains. My eyes scan out around me As I heer them on the run; Though a thousand lions surround me I count them all as one. Chorus A black and lightless cavern A riddle from on high I feel the bright-eyed courier Can teach me how to cry. These things, now second nature, Remain a part of me With only rain to tell me of The places I can be. Chorus

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