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Casino
04:26
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He’s never been to Caesar’s palace
or any vegas strip hotel
He prefers the local gaming hall
his little slice of hell
Stays in the smoking section
but don’t like cigarettes
They’re a little less judgmental
don’t say when to call it quits
There never was a reason
and certainly no plan
Nothing but a habit
didn’t feel so bad
Used to come with friends
now some of them have moved
Some of them have families
or something else to lose
He ain't every earned an honest dime
He ain't worked a damn day in his life
Somehow he's always got a cup of change jingling
Headed for the penny slot machines
Turn into a million (hey)
Turn that million to a billion (hey)
Turn that penny to a fortune (hey)
Just something to piss away
Half a subway sandwich
and a cup of steamy joe
Ain't got nothing else to do
and nowhere else to go
Spends all night pulling levers
on a penny slot machine
Right on through the morning
while the staff is vacuuming
He ain't every earned an honest dime
He ain't worked a damn day in his life
Somehow he's always got a cup of change jingling
Headed for the penny slot machines
Turn into a million (hey)
Turn that million to a billion (hey)
Turn that penny to a fortune (hey)
Just something to piss away
Sun has fully risen
and so he hits the road
Can't get very far
so let's the steam cling to the window
Now he he’s by the station
no change to use the phone
For the biggest gamble ever
was to deciding to call home
He ain't every earned an honest dime
He ain't worked a damn day in his life
Somehow he's always got a cup of change jingling
Headed for the penny slot machines
Turn into a million (hey)
Turn that million to a billion (hey)
Turn that penny to a fortune (hey)
Just something to piss away
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2. |
Fever Dream
06:24
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I see you moving in my line of sight
You say I'm crazy but I know I'm right
And as I turn to look over there it goes
Poof! - Right into thin air
I'm hearing voices in an empty room
Like echoes coming from an ancient tomb
Hollow words they don't make much sense
But somehow weighing on a guilty conscience, yeah
Living in a nightmare
And it all feels the same
Thinking that it's not fair
Who am I to complain
As it drives me insane
Well I don't know what to say
Living in a nightmare
And it all feels the same
I'm thinking that it's not fair
But who am I to complain
As it drives me insane
Well I don't know what to say
The sullen sadness of an empty home
Just digging ditches tryna fill a hole
Sick and tired of all the time
The shameful pride of a tortured mind, yeah
A vacant vessel makes a clanging noise
The sound that shakes away your grace and poise
I know you're innocent but I'm guilty of
Believing I could be someone that you'd love
Living in a nightmare
And it all feels the same
I'm thinking that it's not fair
But who am I to complain
As it drives me insane
Well I don't know what to say
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3. |
Lost
05:16
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My biggest worry in life
is I dont worry at all
Focused on the landing
the adventures in the fall
Pick yourself off the ground
Try to wipe off all that dirt
Realize that you were never hurt
Try again or you will never learn
Got no destination
Not sure where Im bound
Being lost sure feels like being found
Just like the past and future
Im living in the now
Being lost sure feels like being found
Got both feet on the ground
my head up in the clouds
Keep my body moving to the sound
I try to stay so high
and I always end up falling low
Strung out with no place left to go
Got no destination
Not sure where Im bound
Being lost sure feels like being found
Just like the past and future
Im living in the now
Being lost sure feels like being found
Got no destination
Not sure where Im bound
Being lost sure feels like being found
Just like the past and future
Im living in the now
Being lost sure feels like being found
Being lost sure feels like being found
Being lost sure feels like being found
Being lost
sure feels like
being
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4. |
So Am I
05:45
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Got a big idea
It's my master plan
To get out of here
and move on to the next wasteland
That big idea
It'll come to me
And you wait around
Cause it'll be here shortly
You spend your whole day
staring at the sun
and you look to me
and say youre looking for fun
well so am I
And in the morning
you just stay in bed
In the nighttime
when the light turns on in your head
You think whats the use
of trying to live right
Cause when you don't lift your glove
then its easy to give up the fight
Spend all night
scowling at the moon
Thinking about yourself
feeling like a fool
well so am I
Time goes on
you settle down
It's time to grow up
put both feet on the ground
Deep in your heart
it just dont seem right
What brought you here
from staying up all night?
Spend your whole life
just sitting around
Patiently waiting
for something going down
well so am I
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5. |
Suburbia
04:01
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Quiet streets
that don’t have side walks
Square acre
and a decorated mail box
New clothes
thirty dollar hair cut
Borrowed car
never rolls the windows up
Eighteen
gonna be president
Thinks he’ll turn it down
he's a little too good for it
Frozen food
tv through the cornea
Twenty minute hot showers
that’s just living in suburbia
Safety
but no one likes the police
Wanna leave but
keeps clean shoes on his feet
Legal fees
no new taxes
Credit card purchase
on some prada sunglasses
Call him smart smart
But he never did take a note
Under sixty
so he probably doesn’t even vote
What'ss worse
silence or eruption
Keeps it bottled up
because he’s living in suburbia
Thirteen
knows the way the world works
No faith
living just to get hurt
Clean grass
need it just to show off
Got more
but it never seems to be enough
Everything's a problem
looking for change a now
Planned the revolution
step one is throwing in the towel
Corn syrup
And intentional dementia
Change is not allowed
that’s just living in suburbia
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6. |
Hippopotamus
05:09
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Luke warm drink
should be cold
watching the waves
No conception
of growing old
plenty of time to waste
Stopped off
for fish and chips
eatin' like kings
Server
was looking good but
she didn’t like how we sing
Late to the show
summer afternoon
Forgot the words
played out of tune
Late to the show
day in the sun
Down the stage
ran a river of rum
Mind feels right
driving home
not a care in the world
Scenic route
on two lane roads
thinkin' about girls
Three hours
since a glance at a clock
and the opener's getting warm
No practice
in a week in a half
and I cant even strike a chord
Late to the show
summer afternoon
Forgot the words
played out of tune
Late to the show
day in the sun
Down the stage
ran a river of rum
Show up
whenever we want
on top of the world
Good friends
couldn’t look at us
still a little hurt
It was a mess
but what can we say
we didn’t start no fight
We had the best
excuse in the book
it was a hard days night
Late to the show
summer afternoon
Forgot the words
played out of tune
Late to the show
day in the sun
Down the stage
ran a river of rum
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8. |
Run
05:24
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Looking for another place to run
Looking for another place to hide
Just told my friends
they don’t treat me right
So I'm looking for another place to hide
Gave it a try in a valley
but that didn’t work too nice
Spent a few years
in a busy city
Still I can't find a place that I call mine
So I'm looking for another place to run
Looking for another place to hide
Just told my friends
they don’t treat me right
So I'm looking for another place to hide
Looking for another bridge to burn
'cause lately i've had trouble keeping warm
just met a lady but she aint lonesome
so I'm looking for another bridge
Sat down with someone I never met
He wore a smile as he turned to me and said
where ever you go
yea you bring your self
No I can't look nobody in the eyes
Looking for another place to run
Looking for another place to hide
Just told my friends
they don’t treat me right
So I'm looking for another place to hide
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9. |
Momma's Cookin
03:31
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Come on in
Tell me what you want to eat
Well we don’t got that
But I can whip you up something sweet
Only heirloom veggies
You pick your own right out back
But if it don’t get cooked in butter
I just don’t see the point in that
Sit right down now
Don’t worry about your size
I'm hoping when you take a bite
It goes right down to your thighs
In my kitchen
Not a damn thing goes to waste
Well it don't taste quite like momma's cookin'
But I think you'll like the taste
French toast in the morning
So sweet you'll think its cake
I'm making lunch
So forget the pb&j
Stay for dinner
You could stand to gain some weight
You look a little hungry
I'll make you wanna lick my plate
French toast in the morning
So sweet you'll think its cake
I'm making lunch
So forget the pb & j
Stay for dinner
You could stand to gain some weight
You look a little hungry
I'll make you wanna lick my plate
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10. |
New England Blues
06:19
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I like four seasons
That’s what I tell my friends down south
I got my reasons
I watch the breath come out my mouth
Sun burns in summer
Crispy leaves in fall
No matter the weather
I love to hate 'em all
Can’t drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them New England blues
Out by the fire
Shivering and sweating
Never perfect
But you'll ever catch me leaving
No California
Though the thoughts entered my brain
No Colorado
They got better weed in Maine
Can’t drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them new England blues
Big bad billy
I think he needs a hug
He’s getting tired
Of white girls wearing Uggs
That wind blowin'
has made him extra cold
He’s only 30
But damn does he look old
Can’t drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
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11. |
Prisoner's Demise
04:23
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My baby told me
said just go with the flow
But she don’t see that waterfall
ain't never had to row
Said why can’t you be happy
you’ll be dead before you listen
Well babe it ain't that easy
for a yellow-bellied chicken
Good old fashioned
American lies
My lady knows
'Cause I tell them all the time
What a genius
always makes corrections
Send him off a running
the opposite direction
Now her eyes have faded
not so innocent no more
But I wouldn’t know myself
I can’t look off the floor
Hung up my rubber soles
between two telephone poles
She knows where to find me
no I ain't coming home
Good old fashioned
American lies
Saw them every time
I looked into her eyes
Two oval mirrors
set back in fine complexion
All that I was seeing
had just been my reflection
Made my life a battle
you know I was old Ulysses
The General Lee inside of me
his rifle never misses
He patiently awaits
for any sign weakness
A flaw in the defenses
or hint of confidence
Good old fashioned
American lies
I tell em to the mountains
or under any skies
Sometimes I believe em
sometimes I think they're funny
Sometimes I’m the only one
who doesn’t see them coming
Beaten passed submission
supplies are long since low
Surrender is the battle plan
only choice I know
A fight that I had started
by a passion and some pride
No glorious end for me
a prisoner’s demise
Good old fashioned
American lies
Saw them every time
I looked into her eyes
Two oval mirrors
set back in fine complexion
All that I was seeing
had just been my reflection
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12. |
Bet Your Boots
04:10
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Been all up and down that east coast
Driving 'till I can’t see through the smoke
Hands are shaking, eyes are red
Devil’s thoughts all in my head
Running from the things inside of me
Moonshine straight down from the Smokies
Spices shipped from way across the sea
Floating down the Lehigh river
Ain't the water makes me she shiver
Sweatin' while im shaking at the knees
Blue eyed girls from south Kentucky
Mountain love if I get lucky
I can make a mess
wherever they be
Can’t forget what the good doc said
Remember this until I’m dead
'Cause a woman’s ass
and whisky glass
made a horse’s ass outta me
Take care of yourself or so I’ve heard
Buy a gun but don’t shoot any birds (Bang! Bang!)
Save it till the time is right
leave it in the house at night
Unless you think you look real sharp in orange
Maybe i shouldn’t be driving
Menthol seems to stop the coughing
Down to only matches now
Gas ain't cheap, tanks full somehow
Bet your boots you’ll never see me walking
Blue eyed girls from south Kentucky
Mountain love if I get lucky
I can make a mess
wherever they be
Can’t forget what the good doc said
Remember this until I’m dead
'Cause a woman’s ass
and whisky glass
made a horse’s ass outta me
Always looking right up in the sky
Clouds or stars I don’t care by and by
Only thing that brings me down
Brings my eyes close to the ground
Is women any man’d be pleased to see
I seen so many people come and go
I wonder what they all might say 'bout me
Made some cry, made more laugh
Drank a bottle and a half
Couldn't cum and so i gotta go
Blue eyed girls from south Kentucky
Mountain love if I get lucky
I can make a mess
wherever they be
Can’t forget what the good doc said
Remember this until I’m dead
'Cause a woman’s ass
and whisky glass
made a horse’s ass outta me
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