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(V1) Well honey warned me oh me don’t be,
Shakin’ down breakin’ down right before her,
I gotta do what I can,
Gonna shake it shake it up woman,
Well it’s such a shame to leave this all behind,
You bent me till I broke and I will throw you no more lines well
(C.) Comeon! when I’m feeling the rhythms,
And your hands start shakin’
And your head start a spinnin’
Well I won’t let you,
I won’t let you bring me down woman,
(V2)
So take it, or leave it, or throw it to the floor,
Your pride your poise have been jaded long before,
One step forward, and two steps back,
Dammit devil woman don’t you tell me how to act well
(C.)
I’m gonna bring you down.
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Eye Believe (Big Rock)
04:09
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(V1) Broken are my little wings, my little dreams, my everything.
Choked all my little lies my tainted pride all my desires.
Nothing in you could cure my apathy,
I‘m looking for something more to set me free…
(C.) I believed, you gave heart to me, I believed, in you.
I believed, you were the fire in me, but you just burned me through and through…
(V2) I’ve been hollow, for so long and,
I’ve been searching, movin’ on yeah,
Nothing I’ve downed can cure my apathy,
I’m lookin’ for someone more to set me free…
(C2) I believe, the love you’d give to me, I believe, in you,
I believe, that there’s a fire in me, a fire you’ll, ignite.
You could be, be my everything, but I just can’t commit my friend,
(C3) I believe, the love you give to me, I believe, in you,
I believe, that there’s a fire in me, a fire you’ll, ignite.
I know, you can fill in me everything, that I need.
I know, the loves inside of me and you will set it free.
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Yo Form
03:43
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(V1) This place ain't nothin' of a prison
It'll only hold you if you want to be here
The party died an hour ago, and the lights went dim,
And the kids all passed out on the floor
(B1) These memories are fading,
Like our photos on the wall
Where the little girls get jaded
As the little boys get tall.
(C1) Pay no attention to the old men
And your best friends, they'll come around
Don't waste it talking about moving on
Because why should we let this pass us by?
(V2) They always told us to regret this
And I was never one to believe them
But I never said I'm sorry for the way we were
And I should have said that long before
(B2) Yeah, our memories are fading
But we've got the photos on the wall
And lord knows, it hurts to see them
But they won't be there in the fall
(C2) Pay no attention to the old men
They never got to dick around
So don't waste it thinking about growing up
Because you haven't changed, and why should I?
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(V1) What did you take me for my friend? I’m just a simple kind of man,
I know you’re playing all those games the ones that make you all the same,
And I ain’t gonna sit around to watch it die,
And I’m, beginning to see right through your lies,
(C1) But there’s beauty in the fight, and I’m not prepared to give it up,
And there’s beauty in the knife, as my blood wells up,
around the wound you drew.
(Bust it.)
(V2) Could you predict? Can you pretend? That happiness is more than a fair-weather friend to me?
And in the time, it took you, to fabricate your alibi, I was already under your skin,
(B2) So won’t you shiver for me my love…
Oh how you’d Shiver…
(C2) For the beauty of the fight, and you’re not prepared, to give it up,
Yes the beauty in your knife, as my blood wells up,
around the wound you drew.
(C3) But there’s beauty in the fight, and I’m not prepared, to give it up,
And there’s comfort in the knife, in the blood that wells,
around the wound you drew,
All your lovely little fears, I’ll bring you now to tears.
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Saga of Bob
03:19
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(V1) Hello, Sir Bartender, it’s a long Saturday night,
My angel tonight lies beyond the white, gold, and glass,
And though I fear it’s dangerous I need a drink in this place…
(C1) He said my
Brother! What do you feel? You’re above and beyond all these people you see?
You ain’t that easy, nor that shallow indeed! You just rest your worried mind as my story speaks…
(V2) Start with the two in the corner, they’ll be hammered and nailed by the end of the night,
The portly old gentlemen will entertain his friends tonight,
The party of five will dance their cares away, and in the morning be ruled by secrecy,
“Well my it seems quite fun to play, but conscience will stain your insensitive ways…”
(C2) Well, my
Brother! What do you seek? To break the windows that confine the masses every week?
Because I am, I am their upper hand. The only way to win is to play with the house.
Maybe I am, am I a shallow man, because I oversee they all follow the feed,
But oh! Everyone respects the answer man.
(B) When you can’t ask yourself, those questions, and lines have, all blurred,
You’re in no state of mind, to try, try and resist the, upper hand…
(C3) But oh! Do you really think? You can beat the hand of me just by pouring a drink?
I ain’t that easy, nor that shallow indeed,
you just rest your wayward mind as my conviction speaks:
You’re just a swagger, with the power to stagger,
your aplomb can only reach the tap you’re leaning on. (2x)
You’re just a swagger, with the power to stagger,
your aplomb can barely reach the tap you rely on,
And one day, you will meet a man, who takes away your upper hand and it stops.
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(V1) Don't let me down
Stick around
Show me where the pieces fit
In all of this
Why won't you come around?
You don't have to be scared.
(V2) When you're not around
I can't hear you breathe
Things are perfect now
And I thought
If things are perfect now
Why can't you just stay gone?
(V3) And if I
Caused all this
What I did to myself
In the privacy
Of my own bathroom floor
What do you think I'd do to you?
(C.) And everywhere you look, Honey, I swear I'll be…
But don't you tell me no lies, doll. No one would hear you scream
(V4) So Baby Girl, Your whole world,
Just came crashing to, On the river walk.
See? I'm happy now.
And you're in the trunk of my car.
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Let's call it Fly
05:45
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(V1) Something cannot change, within these colding days,
Why would I go back, before this golden age?
When I still walked, that lonely road,
There’s a hole in the sky like that light in our eyes. Don’t let it die, boys…
(C1) Hey the summer’s faded, and the hour’s come and gone.
Dawning days can’t shatter, everything that we have built.
Don’t disregard, we found ourselves under that summer sky.
(V2) Recalling to those songs,
We sang again, again, again, again…
I would hope, I don’t never let them die.
Yeah we walked with no aim but the brightest of days, now cast behind…
(C2/3) Hey the years that faded. And the hours, come and gone.
Sitting now upon our red velvet thrones.
We’ll watch our child, a firstborn, venture on.
Will he climb up far? Or stay within our arms?
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Hot Air Balloon
03:48
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(V1) I’m mere stranger, please accept
Candy as gift of our friendship.
‘cause I never was one to fit,
In your tight-knit inbred clique.
Go.
(V2) Now, in home town, I pen this down:
“Good friends are friendly, throw bad ones out.”
Found more than I had foreseen,
I got a killer new scene.
Go.
(V3) I won’t…
hurt you, I’m not bad man.
But you ignore me, it make me sad, man.
(B) Aww! Scene new killer a got I!
Foreseen had I than more found!
Out ones bad throw, friendly are friends good!
Down this pen I town home in now!
(C.) Have fun, staying away from, making relations, don’t crack your own shell.
Hell, don’t it suit you well? Living by yourselves, far from the real world. Oh!
My, my, my… I found friends to rely on, not self-righteous ones,
Put me on no back burner. Oh, so unlike you. Unlike you bastards.
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Counting Song
05:11
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(V1) You’re no martyr
So step down off your cross
No one asked for your help
We can do this by ourselves
You've got
Everything you want
Everything you need
So what are you waiting for?
(V2) You're breathing,
And I know sometimes it's hard
But you know that there are folks
Who have it so much
Harder,
But it's easy to ignore
The people that keep you sane
The people you're living for
(C.) Come one, come all. Cradle will fall. Surrender, you'll find comfort in time.
(V3) You’re no martyr
So step down off your cross
No one asked for your help
We can do this by ourselves
This is
Exactly what you want
Exactly what you need
But what were you looking for?
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(V1) You’re no martyr
So step down off your cross
No one asked for your help
We can do this by ourselves
You've got
Everything you want
Everything you need
So what are you waiting for?
(V2) You're breathing,
And I know sometimes it's hard
But you know that there are folks
Who have it so much
Harder,
But it's easy to ignore
The people that keep you sane
The people you're living for
(C.) Come one, come all. Cradle will fall. Surrender, you'll find comfort in time.
(V3) You’re no martyr
So step down off your cross
No one asked for your help
We can do this by ourselves
This is
Exactly what you want
Exactly what you need
But what were you looking for?
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(Okay play me some guitarra)
(V1) Gonna give what it take, and take what I give back,
A young boy’s lessons, a van, and an eight-track,
His towns gone to hell, a cess pool of strip malls,
And all the pretty ladies poppin’ pills in the dance halls,
(I) He’s leavin’ (yeah he‘s leavin‘) it all (it all) behind, (Ghost vox.)
He’s goin’ (yea he’s goin’) where tangerine dreams reside. (Ghost vox.)
(V2) So let me ask, (What’s that?) who are you? (I’m me!) A child freedom child too? (Hell yeah!)
And do you spend your days, groovin the afternoons away?
(I) But he’s leavin’ (yeah he‘s leavin‘) it all (it all) behind (Melodies)
Yeah he’s goin’ (yea he goin’) where tangerine dreams reside (Melodies)
(C1) What ever happened to… the spirits were free,
And everybody just danced ‘cause it ain’t no thing,
You got to love the world around you, and stick it to the man,
Just by groovin’ to the free-love tune of the band,
(C2) You didn’t shower for days, but your friends didn’t mind,
‘cause it was strawberry fields, sage, rosemary, and thyme,
Before the day was done the maids would braid up your hair,
And you would strum the songs of summer into the air,
(V3) Oh I remember tangerine, white and yellow jasmine trees.
Mystic crystals shine and the dreamers dream
You can’t keep me in line… when I float through the sky…
‘Cause hearts that wish can truly fly.
And leave it, (and leave it) behind, (Ghost vox./ melodies)
And leave it, (and leave it) leave all of it, (leave all) behind, (Ghost vox./ melodies)
(C1)
(C2) And the message rang out, “discover who you am,”
Revolutionaries carried voice across the land
Hearts rang out, “Freedom!” as the youth took a stand,
And the true hearts looked towards the Everland…
(B) To the Everland! That’s right! Lift your voices high! Woo!
(V4) And you know that I’ll be… out in that Peaceful World…
I’ll be takin’ that train to freedom… to the Island of Real…
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Audios
08:49
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(V1) The night has gone by
And closure eludes us.
If you don't have the words, then
We'll remain mute, until
Seven years after my cure
And you're still cancer.
We're victims of circumstance,
In a highly undignified
Spat between lovers,
But blow me a kiss from your
Cyanide lips, just the
Way that you look tonight.
(C1) And here
Is the place
For something to come forth
And scoop up the ashes,
And we're
Just figures and numerals.
The remnants and shadows
And whatever's left of this now
(V2) The silence is maddening,
The dance hall is deafening.
We throw down our arms,
But erupt like St. Helens
And spread out our ashes
Over cold ocean passes.
You still look so perfect,
But perplexed in your work.
It's not like you to kill,
But you never cease to slay me
Or to tear us apart.
(I'll wash up on your shore)
(C2) But here
Is the place
Where nothing will come forth
And tend to your mishaps,
And we're, too buried in apathy
Such senseless destruction that
The lord couldn't save you from now.
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