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Dollar Drink Days
03:16
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If you stop trying to make me out, to be Jesus Christ
You might see something different, maybe something you don’t like
And if you stop trying to kick around at the dirt under your boot
You might learn to follow, save yourself a new pair of shoes,
But some days you must lose
I haven’t been here in a couple of years, and boy did I miss this
The feeling now of running scared on central nervousness
There’s a vein that runs from my elbow, to the broad side of my wrist
It's more pronounced when I am mad, it softens when we kiss
It softens when we kiss
The last time that I seen you, I was waving from the bus
The headphones covering up my ears, were turned the whole way up
I couldn’t hear you from the racket, no I couldn’t hear a sound
Eight wheels turning fast, and a Greyhound homeward
We’ll follow it down
Now its summertime
And soft drinks are a dollar again
So we’ll go and get a mixture
Mix it with some liquor
And drink with all my very best friends
It’s been a long night
And I think I kinda miss you again
So i’ll put on one of those classic old shows
Listen to one liners while my eyes close
And try to make amends,
But I really hate friends (the tv show)
It's easy now to picture how it all might have been like
It’s easy to remember, easier to ignite
If you stopped trying to make me out to be a figure of christ
You might see something different, maybe something you don’t like
Something you won't ever like
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2. |
Luna
03:03
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If you win your fantasy baseball league
Will it make you a better guy?
Now your boss is giving you away
You’re afraid to say, what you wanna say
I won my fantasy baseball league
Didn’t know what to do with the cash
Wish I could go to a younger version of myself
When I was earning money mowing the grass
We could go halves on a flask
We’d go party with that
Now the smoke clouds blow over my house
Sort of looking like a plane went down
I’m sorry for disappointing you
You know what I’ve been through
But that doesn’t make it an excuse
‘Cause it makes it no easier on you
Now the tops blowing off the trapeze
And they’re just looking for all the little pieces
I wasn’t helping - wasn’t even helping em
She said her name was Luna,
She’d been living in the clouds
It's a long way down from there
It’s a short stones throw from here
That's a rock skip, jump from there
It’s a short stones throw from there
That's a rock skip, jump from here
Almost easier, to go anywhere
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3. |
After the Show
03:37
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I got a stubborn way of gettin’ by
Its that I can’t stop it as hard as I try
Just keep the good times coming
And I haven’t been well for most of the week
I haven’t taken care of things that’ll take care of me
You used to call me after the show
If I called you now
Would you pick up the phone?
All the kisses on cheeks of the long forgotten streets,
Wanna keep you close,
But not close enough that they can entertain you
All the absent dads they hardly get sad
They just sit out back with something on the am
They can sing along to
Chorus:
You used to call me after the show
If I called you tonight
Would you pick up the phone?
It was early in the morning when I touched down
Went to an all night casino and i spun my luck around
On black, red, or green
And I know you like to write about things
You haven’t seen
But I can’t help but write what makes sense to me
Don't leave the front porch light on
I was always one to miss all of my free throws
I had a free choice
I could go there,
Or i could go it alone
You used to call me after the show
If I called you now
Would you pick up the phone?
You used to call me after the show
If i called you tonight
Would you pick up the phone?
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4. |
Keen to Change
02:15
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You must be great
I think I like it ok
And I think I liked you better when I didn’t know them
I think I liked it better then
You must be fine,
If you’ve got em on time
And I think I liked you better when I didn’t know the difference
I think I liked you better then
When you were younger, you were keen to change
Now you are static and everything stays the same
You still got those rock n roll records, you still comb your hair that way
They tell you to be grateful but you don’t know for what these days
It was just as well,
If you gave it for free
Cause your friends don’t wanna pay for the things you say
Your friends are getting tired of that
You must be great,
I think I like it ok
I think I liked you better when the mystery was still there
You were sitting in class with your sleeves rolled up
Trying to make what muscles you had look just like a gun
The track behind your house runs all the while
You could never make it feel like when you were young n wild
You must be great,
I think I like it that way
And I think I liked you better when I didn’t know the difference
I think I liked you better then
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5. |
Crime
04:26
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It's a hard and dark road up through 5th district county
Especially entrusting the light of the moon
I can’t say they’ve seen us
I’m sure we weren’t talkin
I can’t say the windows were
Letting much through
The ‘chester was resting at the foot of the dog bed
Where we stood and laughed and sung old english tunes
The showtime was set and they’re steady falling
As fresh as the sod grass laid down for a few
Attempting a finding came ‘round our lunch break
Line one - there’s a caller comin’ fast, comin’ through
They moved through the dog state
Can you hear them barking?
I can’t say that I can, I can’t say I do
Found himself a dress
An old fashion getup
Some perfume and lipstick, a wheel or two
Had no clue she cared cause she weren’t much for gossip
But you can’t stop a heart set on following through
Had it all straightened out with a shotgun of bushmills
Had it all straightened out with a beverage or two
Had no clue he cared cause he weren’t much for talking
But you can’t stop a heart when it's coming through
Its a dusty dry road up through Lauderdale county
Especially entrusting the light of the moon
I can't say they’ve seen us
I’m sure we weren’t talking
I can’t say the windows were
Letting much through
I can’t say the same goes for me and you
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6. |
Dead Hornets
05:23
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A dead hornet on the window sill
Its as sticky as a toffee bar
Got working AC in my car
Thats why Ive been driving for hours
I was a little bit younger than
All my t-shirts were cool
But i was driving listenin’ to
August and Everything After like i was somebodies fool
I wasnt anyones fool I guess
I wasn't rushing the stage
Now I aint really got nothing to fall on
When I'm cornered and I’m acting afraid
Everytime you come around
I just can't get it out
Cause you know I’ve been holding
Part of me dont understand
Why we had different plans
But couldn’t see em fall through
Baby, we couldn't see them fall through
You’re as lucky as a change of wind
I’m drifting further from the sand
In an old narrow ship
Needing of a life raft
And I know we said forever babe
Why would I think about that now?
I don't think about it when I’m up
Can’t help myself when I'm feeling down
Everytime you come around
I just can't get it out
Cause you know I’ve been holding
Part of me dont understand
Why we had different plans
But couldnt see em fall through
Baby we couldnt see em fall through
I like my ice cream on a sunny day
I like my soup in the winter
I like my love when it stays, don’t like when my love is hindered
You said your falling deeper in debt
I said I’m falling deeper for you
‘Cause there's never been a problem so big
I couldn't find an answer too
I’m not saying any my answers are right
I wouldn't get 100% percent
I don't think about my answers all night
‘Cause i cant make ‘em make any sense
Everytime you come around
I just can't get it out
Cause you know I’ve been holding
Part of me dont understand
Why we had different plans
But couldnt see em fall through
Baby we couldnt see em fall through
Imma thinking ‘bout that hornet now
Where he comes from
Where he goes
I’m thinkin bout today, tonight
I’m definitely not thinking about a long time ago
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7. |
Anytime Soon
02:00
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You sit in the kitchen
Bare feet rubbing off the ground
You think you have taken it away
It is lost, it can be found
You think you’ve got a freeway
But it is only a pigs path
And the company you keep are dragging you down
But it is hard to lose their grasp
And on the topic of that
Gets me wandering for love
Gets me wondering what kind of drug I’m under
But you’ve still got the memory of him
Won’t be leaving anytime soon
Won’t be leaving anytime soon
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8. |
Always Been You
03:46
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I’m a little over zealous,
From the cradle I’m afraid
Some nights I come home wasted
And act half my age
I’m quick to take a monster that
I’ve made
But the good takes the bad these days
You’re a strong stone
I can tell it from your heart
You got eyes that shine
Like headlights in the dark
Getting to me is like moving a parked car
You keep on
Pressing on the gas
You - it’s always been you
Wherever I’ve been
Whatever I’m going through
From my birthday candles
a shooting star touching the moon
I’m not over it
The night that you met me
Still blooms like a flower
There’s a moon half full while
We stumbled up Gower,
An old punk band plays
The late late hours
To a room busy
Filling up balloons
My mind tells me things
My heart don’t wanna believe
I race like codeine
And a fever dream
A train’s only good
Til the coals no more
I know we’re burning
For sure
You - it’s always been you
Wherever I’ve been
Whatever I’m going through
From a passing smile or a
How do you do
I’m not over it
You - it’s always been you
Picking me up when I’m feeling blue
From a birthday candle
Shooting start touching the moon
I’m not over it
The more we say the less it means
So I think that I’ll just not say anything
I dreamt all day and I raced all night
Now my body is sore from keeping up with my mind
I’m keeping up with my mind
You - it’s always been you
Picking me up when I’m feeling blue
From a birthday candle
Shooting start touching the moon
I’m not over it
You - it’s always been you
Wherever I’ve been
Whatever I’m going through
From a passing smile or a
How do you do
I’m not over it
I’m not over it
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9. |
On My Own
03:12
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I get up, roll out of bed
Heavy pockets, empty head
Fully dragging on my psyche
I might recover
There's no use in fallin’ in
You’ve never felt that close to him
It’ll probably peak your interest
It’ll make you wonder
Holidays cast a different spell
A chance for extra time in hell
Like a play from a local writer
But probably different
She thinks she's made a grave mistake
Could be timely, probably late
A camaro and dude from LA
Wouldn’t make it any better
I know we shouldn’t bother
Let's leave it alone
But it's a different kind of fallback
A first rodeo
And I promised that I’d like it
But what if I don’t?
And it should probably feel alright
But I know it won’t
And your buddies on the corner
He’s searching for drugs
I see you on the sofa
You’re searching for love
Well I see him walking towards you
And what do I do?
Turn my back and let my glasses
Blur out the room
The plants are all dead now
We didn’t give them love
And the light ain’t coming through
You’ve got garbage bag windows
And I know I broke my promise
I was never really good
At sticking to it
You know I never really could
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10. |
Speed for Hire
04:09
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Suffice to say, I’m happy to stay
And it’s not all that often I’m feeling this way
When the sun breaks the clouds through your window pane,
I was once ready for leaving
Something hit me from low, or above
In the 12th round Joe Lewis goes down with a punch
And I had to let go a dream I once loved
Of being crowned a champion
The spines were bent but they couldn’t break
Had a feeling for once, that I couldn’t fake
Through the haze and the phase of industrial strength
I was left holding my ransom
And as handsome and hopeful as you could’ve been
The earth stood still while we started to spin
Up the hill from downtown where that August we’d swim
Without diving for sea coins
But later that fall we nearly drowned
Lightning struck my bike, sent a shock through the ground
We sat in the house when the power went down
The rain fell on top us
The rope tied, on the back line
We’d found our bodies come decline
You heard wind chimes of a divine
On the back porch listening to Hard Times
I was mad broke, telling bad jokes
‘Through an old jacket pocket to find a spare smoke
I was coming through on a late one
You were only in town for a weekend
It was May 24th, we were out on the lawn
We were laughing and drinking and listening to Ron
The tires caught fire, the fire our friend
We were telling old stories but not how they end
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