1. |
Chestnut Brown
02:37
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See him around
Zippin’ through town
Wind in his hair
The color of chestnut brown
They say it used to be chestnut brown
Now it’s faded and light
Golden and white
A kiss of sunlight
They say it used to be chestnut brown
At first he was young
And then he got stories
Of all of his winnings
And some of his glories
He says he still likes to get around
Wearing’ his favorite pants
His favorite shoes
To kick up and dance
He says his favorite color is chestnut brown
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2. |
Public Access Show
02:56
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Hey, so listen to this
Kinda had an idea
Didn’t want you to miss
Kinda like a kid show
All sorts of fun
Even got a theme song
Let’s give it a run, 3,2,1
Hello new friend, c’mon let’s leave
We’ll play pretend and make believe
It’s time to go!
Blanket forts and cheesy mac
But in the end, we’ll take a nap
C’mon let’s go!
Anyway it’s a little rough I know
But it’s a work in progress
& that’s just how these things go
What say we give it another go
It kinda has that feeling
The kind you just know when you know
T’the Public Access Show!
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3. |
Repo
03:52
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bud, spud ‘n steak
thats where she’s goin’ today
she goin to the repo
gonna dance the night away
I don’t know where ya goin’
I don’t know where ya been
Can ya tell me one more reason
why ya thinkin of him oh oh oh oh
ahh ooh she doo
whatcha think she goin to do
ahh ooh she doo
another night away from you
she gonna make the best
even though you see it on her face
she’ll take another partner
and every dance you see her heart break
she don’t know why ya leavin’
why she couldn’t make you stay
Can ya tell me one more reason
why you had to go away oh oh oh oh
ahh ooh she doo
whatcha think she goin to do
ahh ooh she doo
another night away from you
she hangin at the repo
and she lookin mighty fine
she went and got her hair did
but she’s dying inside
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4. |
Cars
03:11
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Cars are slippin on
down the road tonight
Guess it’s gonna feel
like it’s gonna be alright
Watchin lights as they slowly slip
out of sight
As I make my way through to the
edge of night
Such a windy time in a hasty life
Wish I woulda brought my coat
for this kinda ride
Even though
that you know that you gotta go
But you can’t even say what you want
cuz you just don’t know
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5. |
Soft Hands
03:22
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It’s not that long ago,
didn’t seem that long to me
Just a boy and hisz
mother running through the street
And as everything goes
doesn’t matter cuz time ain’t ours to keep
Hurts when it takes too long
hurts worse when it takes a fuckin’ leap
20 years and you’re sick in your bed
And you never let a thought go negative
And you tell us that it’s gonna be fine
Even though that you’re losing your mind
But when the lights go out
Nothing works and you’re
littered with self-doubt
And I wish I could take it all away
Nothing helps and I
wish that you could stay
Soft, secure
Your hands in my hands right here
I’m here, tonight
I’m by your, your side, in fight
It’s not that long ago,
didn’t seem that long to me
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6. |
Joker
02:53
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Hey there mister, gonna jump on the L
Gonna take it all the way straight into hell
The wheels start squealing better get out the way
Gotta take it into town gotta do it my way
The Blackjack gonna tell the time of your death
He gonna sell ya to the joker till there’s nothing left
Subterranean livin’ just a dollar a day
Try to make it in a minute gotta see what they say
A rat race trickster gonna sell you a line
Till he sees & he knows that he made you feel fine
The Blackjack
gonna tell the time of your death
He gonna sell ya to the joker
till there’s nothing left
He got a penny in the pocket & an ace in the sleeve
He got a silver doller tongue & he sees whatcha need
But oh dont ‘cha worry He got nothin on you
You gotta huff & puff and blow this town away
He got a house a cards and a golden smile
and his sight dead set on you
You gotta huff and puff & blow this town away
Big city livin’ is a hell of a ride
Ya gonna get tripped up just to know you’re alive
The dealer is random never know whatcha get
Ya gotta keep keepin’ on or else ya full of regret
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7. |
Vain
03:20
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Well I ain’t ever gonna say another thing
I don’t gotta say a fuckin’ thing my friend
Yeah I didn’t know that it was the end
But the time I think it had to happen
can’t pretend
Oh it was the good times, the good times
Yes it was the best times, the best times
Oh hell yeah
Then it had to happen, it happened
Everything had blackened, it blackened
Oh hell no
Ooh Yeah
Well I ain’t even gonna try to back it up
It don’t even matter cuz I fucked it up
oh yeah
I can’t even talk to spin my side
In your lies you got me fuckin’ compromised
oh yeah
Chorus
Everything has changed
And it’ll never be the same
And even though I know
I hope it doesn’t end in vain
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8. |
Coffee Break
02:30
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Knock, knock, can I please have a word?
Gotta tell you about this cool little bird
Tick tock, time is slippin away
Guess we’re gonna have to go take a break
Grab your coat, I’ll meet you down in the hall
Runnin out the door, couldn’t be a better time
Takin what ya get but make’n sure it’s in line
And yes you know It’s just a stones throw
You gotta clock in That’s how it goes
And before long It’s that time again
(my friend) Tick tock, time to go
The wind it takes home again
On a bench, watchin’ people go by
Gonna have a good day, make it alright
Talkin’ bout the things we wanna do
Knowing that on-Friday see ‘em through
Man it’s time to mosey back in side
Runnin in the door, gotta make another dime
Takin what ya get but make’n sure it’s in line
Cuz life moves fast And time it don’t show
You gotta move past And go with the flow
And before long It’s that time again
(my friend) Tick tock, time to go
The wind it takes home again
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9. |
Don't Cha Wrrry
02:45
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Don’t you ever worry, you’re not alone
Even though that you felt it all along
Ain’t gotta worry just a song
To tell you that you’ll never be alone
As long as I got you
Underneath my wing
Ain’t gotta worry bout nothing
Just shoot the message let it go, go
If you never send never known
Ain’t gotta worry you’re not alone, alone
As long as you can send it
through the storm
As long as I got you
Underneath my wing
Ain’t gotta worry bout nothing
Close is all we can be
Lovin’ is a thing
Ya gotta let it go and just be free
Sometimes you do, ooh ooh
It’s alright, it’s ok, it’s all good ‘cause
The fight, you just been through, ohh ooh
Just hold on, just hold tight, it’s your life
and..
Don’t you ever worry, you’re not alone
Even though that you felt it all along
Ain’t gotta worry just a song
To tell you that you’ll never be alone
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10. |
Gotta Go
02:44
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Well it’s gotta be, gotta be this way
Yeah I gotta gotta go-go whoa-ah-oh
You don’t gotta be gotta be that way
Yeah it’s gotta go go go ah-oh
If you could read my mind would you say
If you could see behind these eyes, any way
Like a maze and an ever windin road
Wish I knew even ever where to go—
No I never ever meant to ever hurt you
Even still I hope you never think desert you
Desert you, uh oh
I Hurt you…
If you could read my mind would you say, would you say
If you could see behind these eyes, any way
Maybe you could understand the why innnn mey
The reasons I can’t find why toooo stay
well it’s gotta be, gotta be this way
yeah I gotta gotta go-go whoa-ah-oh
You don’t gotta be gotta be that way
Yeah it’s gotta go go go ah-oh
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