1. |
Cherries
01:35
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home's temporary
picking cherries to rot
to go is to not come back the same
all in your hands, b
to be happy or not
tell the heathens "see you again"
every friday night
signs. early warnings
something warming up to done
passing over
like a vision on a dreamless night
but it won't anymore
you can love me, or don't
and i won't poke the ever silent watching eyes
always love you
sometimes i forget to tell you
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2. |
Manhorse
03:04
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when I'm alone I think about you all the time
magnet your photo to the fridge as I crush ice
I can't recall a single thing you said
too busy trying to guess what's in your head
oh baby, I'll buy
lemons and limes
she said
I won't ever
say no, never
why can't you hear me
why can't I hear you too?
headless horse dragging my bones through the minefield
do not interrupt, it's a process
do not interrupt, it's a process
do not interrupt, it's a process
do not interrupt, it's a process
do not interrupt while it's processing
oh baby, I'll buy
lemons and limes
she said
I won't ever
say no, never
why can't you hear me
why can't I hear you too?
headless horse dragging my bones through the minefield
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3. |
Culebra
03:40
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on your deathbed, it's blondie singing
riding high on true blue light, searching for meaning
the glowing sandbed and salt is stinging
bummer to know i won't see you like this again
now you do me one solid,
never speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house
got a good thing going
never speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house again
the minutes turn to hours, still my ever-loving heart burns
got enough for maybe one more go
I'll scrape the skin off my knuckles for you
I'll call it worth it if you count this one for me
now you do me one solid,
never speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house
got a good thing going
never speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house again
I don't know much about Puerto Rico
but I know where all the good expats go
I felt the breeze come through the window
while she's taking a nap in the backseat
I don't know much about Isabella
but I know something about the sunshine
I know my baby makes me feel fine
when she's rubbing my back with sunscreen
now you do me one solid,
never speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house
got a good thing going
never speak that name in this house
speak that name in this house again
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4. |
Mexico
03:32
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we're keepin' in
to keep 'em out
do it again? she said "without any doubt,"
you know I want you
you took the words
right out my mouth
do it again? I said "without any doubt,"
you know I want you, too
and i'll be where you'll be
she said, "I can't see through it
but we could find ourselves a beach house in Mexico"
I'm so down
I could run around and never give you the time
How come every time we do this I lose my mind?
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5. |
Tijuana
01:22
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6. |
3AM
03:18
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hand over hand over hand for the win
she's closer she knows her way around it
I don't want to ever see you
want to see you go
I don't ever have to tell you
you already know
was it meant to be?
try again, we'll see
nothing left to see here,
divvy up the numbers,
no one's making sense at all
it's like I told you
it doesn't hold up
if you know how it ends
so much older
it was over before it began
I don't want to ever see you
want to see you go
I don't ever have to tell you
you already know
was it meant to be?
try again, we'll see
nothing left to see here,
divvy up the numbers,
no one's making sense at all
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7. |
She's a Betty
01:58
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static faces blinking off and on
she's always sleeping with the TV on
drinks are cheap, sun is free
what else you need?
ain't my girl a Betty?
do you believe in love after life?
lend your friends a surfboard for a time
rotating cast of losers
trade 'em all for one:
my girl, the Betty
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8. |
Narc in a Melvin's Tee
02:51
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Danny Davis - vocals, guitars, bass
Wil Norton - vocals, guitar
Brent Hodge - percussion
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9. |
Speed Racer
03:54
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where have the punks gone
ayo, it's been too long
can't rightly I say I'm one
but we can't do it without you
where did the freaks go?
sure as hell ain't no freak show
but every freak in the world should know
we can't do it without you
buddy holly is talking to me
"take my close to the washing machine"
baking a pie for you, buddy
what have we become here without you?
running out of things to say
riding the old wave away
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10. |
Mr. Downtown
02:12
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always bracing for a wipeout
couple gallons in the dome now
that's why they call me Mr. Downtown
Betty, you can call me Al
grubbers waiting on a speed run
steady beating of the big drum
hard enough to keep in motion
weighted by the golden ones
I don't wanna die
before you die
and I don't wanna die
alone with you
little devil scans the entrees
gotta say, she looks in good shape
burn the next one on your mixtape
made for one, save for none
thought you might've reached nirvana
brushing up on old Madonna
even if you didn't wanna
finder's fee is finders keep
I don't wanna die
before you die
and I don't wanna die
alone with you
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11. |
Ms. Universe
02:25
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she'll do right by all your mates
a form of love to imitate
I'm catching on to it,
I don't even know what
check the corpse' pulse anyways
still deader now than yesterday
you don't know what you're missing
you don't even know what
the universe is telling you something
you don't even know what
the universe is giving you something
there's always enough to go around
cast a spell on all your mates
make em think she levitates
please don't let me down, down doggy
good to the fam and all your mates
granddad's clock says "always late"
so we wait around for it
cuz she's a heck of a guy
the universe is telling you something
you don't even know what
the universe is giving you something
it's called a big cosmic runaround
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12. |
Piggy
02:16
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day old struggle
pretend your nights are so long
you're soft, you know it
sure it occurs to you
that everybody's feeling down, everybody's feeling fine
all the time (nothing left to talk about)
think about it (nothing more to figure out)
all the time (do you want it, too?)
think about it (do you want it, too?)
all the time (what you going on about?)
think about it (trying hard to sort it out)
soft you know it (do you want it, too?)
soft you know it (do you want it, too?)
they don't trouble
with protocol anymore
it's lost they know it
despite the careful words you say
it's never gonna be the same
swap it for another name
all the time (nothing left to talk about)
think about it (nothing more to figure out)
all the time (do you want it, too?)
think about it (do you want it, too?)
all the time (what you going on about?)
think about it (trying hard to sort it out)
soft you know it (do you want it, too?)
soft you know it (do you want it, too?)
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13. |
Bikini Bottoms
03:26
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peeking through the fence,
boy they're having some fun
all laying out, baking out in the summer sun
I cherish the experience, but what does it mean?
and why will these bikini bodies cease to be?
please bury my skeleton in the wood
I don't ever feel rebellious, only misunderstood
fret too much and once again
I find myself thinking about a master plan
suppose that we could try harder
considering, it's only offered once
fill the blanks where we started
see it in her eyes
picking it up so the motion stands
have you ever seen known someone who talks so much with their hands?
it's a delicate to-do, trying to gauge the mood
when you're feeling seven thousand different shades of blues
will you bury the skeleton in the wood
I don't ever feel rebellious, only misunderstood
said too much and once again
I find myself thinking I lost a friend
said too much and once again
I find myself thinking of you
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Husbands Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
surf, pop, indie, garage, rock, what have you
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bhughes@reveltalent.co
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christian@thirtytigers.com
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