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Crab Man
04:08
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Hot, baby, sand, so you run across down to the water
Stomping on the hills of the CRAB MAN, because you wanna
Shockwaves span the surrounding space, down by your foot
But the grains are course and it deflects your mass
They didn’t know what day it was
With the weight crashing down
Their skeleton… is their outer skin
Dispersion of the masses
Is a vital function
Our hot skin… doesn’t harm them
The ability of an object to break into the atmosphere
It’s a function of mass and the dynamic rigidity
Decrease the mass, release your fast
Organic design is a gas gas gas
Beer, buds and quesadillas
Sounds all-right to me
I Tivoed some Star Trek and no creatures were killed by my feet
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Mashed Potatoes
02:34
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Woke up and saw mashed potatoes on the wall
Big ole chew stain messed up half the hall
Unopened letters, with numbers on the back
Listening to Factory Girl
Ain’t been to long since I’m feeling this way
It’s getting better almost every day
You can’t believe that I got nothing to say
I ain’t got no time for that and that’s OK
CH:
Some things just don’t understand
Leave you on your heels wandering
So many people think they know who I am
Guess we’re just gonna find out in the end
There’s got to be a reason why you’re teasing me
What’s done is done and that’s all yesterday
But my eyes keep cheating down the back of your dress
And if you’re teasing for that reason I’ll confess
Bring it home girl, I ain’t known you that long
You sat on my lap, after I played my song
No need to get your number, don’t know why I did
We had our night no need for one again
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Purple Lotus
02:20
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Just sitting inside your head
You ain’t gonna wash it out
Keep thinking of what you said
That’s never how you get it out
CH:
A silly line with no reply
Oh No! Oh No!
I tell you something
What could it be?
Grab a shot and catch a cab
Heading down to Via Marina
Locked our the balcony
Find the keys to the second floor
2 counts, we hit your bed
Paint the sheets red, you’re yelling for more
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4. |
Don't Spit It Out
04:18
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It’s getting hot
You’re getting hotter
I can’t believe the heat
You wanna rock?
Well let’s party
Just you and me
Red lights in Amsterdam
You got something in your hand
You wanna do it, but do it right
You’ll lay me down tonight
Don’t spit it out!
Karate kicks
Hot licks
Sweet guitar
Drunk chicks
Smoking weed out behind the show
Fat booty mamas, hookers and blow
I know you think that it’s not for you
Don’t worry baby, I’ll give you the que
I know you know what you need to do
It’s all on you
Don’t spit it out
Your moon is rising, long and lean
You’re gonna work it, gonna work it clean
Head’s bobbing, machine gun throbbing
One more thing for me
Don’t spit it out
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Christopher
02:03
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3 AM, Boston, walking home through the park
It’s the quickest way home even well after dark
Two men and their friend jumped out in front of me
The demand: my wallet for their rock
The demand: my wallet for some rock
The reply didn’t jive, the struggle took it’s place
The men tried to pin then the needle hit my skin
She got into my pocket, as I punched on in the face
She handed off the goods and then came the chase
She got in my pocket, pulled out my wallet
And handed it off for the chase
Not knowing what’s in it, I made the decision
And took off as if were on skates
Now closing the gap, his only reaction:
Throw down the goods full of spite
I looked down with pride, and looked what’s inside
Then I laid down my five for a pint
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Undone
03:24
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When I look down on me
And silence rings over my shoulder
Well I know what to plead
Then they’ll take it back, then they’ll take it back
But if it doesn’t come undone (x3)
Then the lord never tore a seam
Well I just don’t know where to go
The people move so fast, the people move so fast
I really think that they don’t know
Who’s gonna hold them back, when they’re burning fast
But if it doesn’t come undone (x3)
Then I guess the lord don’t know me
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The Gallery
06:52
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Something eats inside of me
I don't know where to go to get away
Walk to the Gallery.
Wendy waits inside for me
She pours my drink and quickly looks away
She's seen a better me
Old books from 1917
steal scenes I saw just yesterday.
I turn to look but she is gone
This haunting wants me all alone.
You don't shoot pool down at the Gallery
Excuses tell me its the little things.
This mystery knows just how to bother me
It blows the wind when I've been hearing things.
These hollow faces know my name
Those subtle grins just aren't the same
Footsteps with no one in the hall
follow me since I was just three feet tall
Oh, that locked up closet in the hall
That run-down ranch up in the hills
(Shattered glass lady screams, a soul with stolen dreams)
A soul wants me to take the fall
(Another evening in the Gallery)
This story ain't my strength
I tell it like it is
Clinched up in my fist most every day
Breathe it like a drug
Swinging like a thug
I take my final chug living the desperate way.
I thought I questioned what is right
Don't give up your thoughts without a fight
That holy vigor it is gone
and between all of these ghosts not one can show you love.
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Chili Colorado
02:41
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I'm gonna get some chili colorado!
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9. |
All By Myself
04:38
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10. |
15 Years
03:12
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You’re so dramatic girl that you’ll be sorry
It’s never quite the time to wait
You push the buttons so you life’s not boring
A temporary escape
When we shed our self
There’s nothing on you
Void in your cell
Makes you think you’re green
CH:
Searching for who we are can take a long time, so just unwind
You seem to think it’s automatic every time you wave your hand
Cause 15 years is a bitter pill to not know who you relate to
And then one morning, we finally start to understand
We separated when things got boring
Distracted by so many thing
A trip to college, it’s a likely story
It’s crazy what the world can bring
When we shed our self
I’m getting on you
Void in my cell
Makes me thing you’re green
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11. |
Coming Around My Place
02:28
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You always end up coming around my place
You always end up coming around my place
Take that sheepish grin off your face
You always end up coming around my place
Itching in your skin in the morning
Something says your living just ain’t right
Take another drink in the evening
Take a few more drinks in the night
You always end up coming around my place
You always end up coming around my place
Take that sheepish grin off your face
You always end up coming around my place
Don’t come crying to me baby
I question what you’re doing is of spite
Ring around your rosy little posy
Don’t tell no one your posy stayed the night
Calling when I’m way out of town
Bitching that you can’t come around
Dreaming up some love you never found
Trying on my old stoli crown
You always end up coming around my place
You always end up coming around my place
Take that sheepish grin off your face
You always end up coming around my place
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12. |
Sour Little Mind
04:27
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I’m drinking, I’m thinking, I’m pondering life
Dreaming, believing, gonna make things right
Cause I am gonna see this through
But I got something and I know right now It’s gonna bother you
CH:
I got a sour little mind
I got a sour little mind
So don’t make me call you up in the night
You know I’ll do it
Temptation exorcise me
My mind it gets so rusty
But some nights I break right through
Bound by selective memory
Fueled by this holy brew
But I have had enough of that now
Yeah I got something and I know right now It’s gonna bother you
My teeth, they don’t need flossing
My gums know how to chew
These thoughts they ain’t so classy
But some folks do as they do
Yeah I know what you’re thinking
Yeah I got something and I know right now it’s gonna bother you
You know I’ll do it
My mind is flashing, like those around me
It’s hard to get there from so far
Living in future, malfunction of mentality
I’ll tell you that I’ll be right there, then I’ll have to meet you at the bar
Cause I am gonna see this through
But I got something and I know right now It’s gonna bother you
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