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Kid Colorblindness
03:59
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Send me a letter
Drop me a line
You oughtta know
Love is blind
Keep it together
Day after day
Better and better
Come what may
Make me an offer
Cannot refuse
Cannot recycle
Can't reuse
Reduce me to atoms
Particles Two
Banded together
All of the colors fading away
Don't seem like the others
Shades of gray
Time spent on couches
Time spent askew
Those other girls are slouches
Can't touch you
Deal me a breaker
Shoppe in the square
Meeting your maker
Never there
Please keep the light on
So I'm not so scared
Reading your letter
Unprepared
Sitting on couches
Bottle of wine
Makers of small talk
Time to time
Kill me with kindness
Rattle my brain
Kid Colorblindness
Shades of gray
Reduce me to atoms
Particles Two
Banded together!
All of the colors wasting away
Don't seem like the others
Shades of gray
Time spent on couches
Time spent askew
Those other girls are slouches
Can't touch you
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Indie Anna
03:59
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Anna says she likes to party
born on Christmas 1990
Indie Rock princess never lets it show
She hangs in dive bars and gas stations
She got all my admirations
Anna please come out and see us
We will play this effigy of you
Indie Anna goes to shows
and she knows she knows
That she wears the coolest clothes
from her head down to her toes
mmmmmmmm
Don't be stupid be a smarty
join this super awesome party
Rick's gonna kick out the jams
Glory Glory Halleloo, you like this tune?
How bout we get to the point where we explain ourselves
Anna please come out and see us, we will BURN this effigy of you
But Indie Anna thumbs her nose
at our shows
'Cause we blow (she said, she said)
Rick O' Shea has got to go
cause he don't play songs she knows
nooooo
Goin' back to Indie Anna
Indie Anna goes to shows
and she knows she knows
That she wears the coolest clothes
from her head down to the tips of her toes
mmmmmmmm
Goin' back
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Yooper Girl
02:22
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A Yooper girl's the only one for me I swear it's true
I'm over the bridge for you and..
I hope you are too.
I wanna take you to my favorite spot and sip a beer or two
Just wanna be close to you
I gotta be close to you
A Northern girl is more than lovely any kind'll do
We'll eat a pasty sweet as molassie when there's nothin' else to do
When the northern lights are buzzin' baby, Ill be buzzin' too
Cruisin' along with you, Cruisin' along with you
Up above the bridge is where you'll find me lovin you
I'll say it again, you're my best friend
and I will always love my Yooper
Girl, girl
My Yooper Girl
A Yooper girl's the only one for me I swear its true
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4. |
Pour A Little Whisky
03:54
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I'll pour a little whiskey on the ground
And I'll do it once again before the night's done closing in
I'll spill a little blood and let you drown
I will drain myself and let it all drip down
Fill a cup with good intentions, filter out the imperfections
Its the least that I can do for all of you
Can I get a little love and give it back?
We should all just cut each other a little slack
not because its right to do, because you want to see them through
Ive got love to give you so wont you set me free
Ill say a little prayer for you
Theres so much more in life to lose
Ive seen it all in black and blue
so scream it loud and fuck the rules
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Boiling in the sun, under the pressure of it all.
Metal joints and charred wood come together.
Walk along the path until your legs turn into stone,
Every inch of skin becoming leather
This is not my shell, this is not my shell,
But I can peel it off at my will
Those who shed their skins when the fun begins feel so wonderful.
Swimming in this skinny skin is suffocating me.
Starving for a way to make it better.
Flaking off a layer makes a hell of a coat,
Wear it when we welcome warmer weather.
This is not my shell, this is not my shell,
But I can peel it off at my will
Those who shed their skins when the fun begins feel so wonderful.
Searchin' for a little bit of symmetry.
Cast it off.
Spoken like a savage, valedictory
This is not my shell, this is not my shell,
But I can peel it off at my will
Those who shed their skins when the fun begins feel so wonderful.
This is not my shell, this is not my shell
Those who shed their skins when the fun begins
Searchin' for a little bit of symmetry
Searchin' for a little bit of symmetry
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6. |
Where Does She Go?
02:33
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A silence stole my songs away
Someday I'll take them back
Robbery Conglom-mery
Hunted by the pack
I swore it went something like
Where does she go? Where does she go? Where does she go?
That song it haunts me, but how does it go?
Where does she go? Where does she go? Where does she go?
Your heart remains a mystery
Like gold beneath the waves
Your sentiment floats far above
And drips upon the graves
Like La da da da
Where does she go? Where does she go? Where does she go?
That song it haunts me, but how does it go?
Where does she go? Where does she go? Where does she go?
That song it haunts me, but how does it go? (How does it go?)
Where does she go? Where does she go? Where does she go?
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7. |
Three Sheets To The Wind
04:01
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As the crow flies
Under the moonlight
I figure everything will turn out fine
The Doldrums are silently beating
winding up (winding down)
As the crow flies
In a straight line
I will walk the plank
Three sheets to the wind
got me falling down drunk, again
Three sheets to the wind
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These 3 words will never fail you,
"Ill be good, Ill be good, Ill be good"
Dont you question what we sell you
'going once going twice' they tell you
You've been chosen, You're selected
Claim your prize at the door, collect it
This is good for 1 redemption
Cash it out cash it in
I hope you like this song
maybe youll sing along
but everythings wrong wrong wrong
Im drunk but you're so dumb
maybe you're gonna come
It looks like were done here done
Man, to know how it feels
You'd look good in my collection
in a box on a shelf, a section
dedicated to empty spaces,
hollow bones, and our sunken faces
Goodness gracious, me oh my
didnt know it was true
The dust is gath'ring
Piles a plenty
Breathe it in, Scream it out
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9. |
Strike Up The Band
06:27
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All day I worry 'bout wasting away
Try to feel fine, fine, fine, without having a clue
Going down, down, I try to make beautiful sounds,
but I'm so dried up now that I hardly can breathe.
Send me away on the crest of a wave from the shores of the ocean blue.
Strike up the band every woman and man will be singing joyfully, singing in three part harmony.
From the shores of the ocean blue
But you're always sad,
So get up and sing.
God damn, I feel like I'm hardly a man.
Writing these painful poems, filling pages with prose.
Its a long day, livin' where lovers lay.
Making me wish we were painting pages with prose.
Send me away on the crest of a wave from the shores of the ocean blue.
Strike up the band every woman and man will be singing joyfully, singing in three part harmony.
From the shores of the ocean blue
Yeah, They'll be singin' joyfully singin in three part harmony
From the shores of the ocean blue
But you're always sad,
So get up and sing.
From the shore
From the shore
From the shore
(But you're always sad)
From the Shore
From the Shore
Ocean Life, Ocean Life
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