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Keep Walking
02:39
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I've been walking down this winding road
my feet are cracked and swoll
crying for the one I love
and dying on the ground above
the place that I will soon be a part of
the wind keeps blowing, lightning striking
but I'm not going in
I'm gonna keep on walking just to see
how far along I have been
to get where I'm going
to get nowhere
to find what I wanted
to find nothing
I've been trying my best to
keep up with you in time
I've been trying my best to
forget about all of my crimes
when I was a young man, I promised
what wasn't there
when I was a young man, I promised
what I didn't have
but I kept walking
I keep walking
I kept walking
I keep walking
on
and on
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3. |
Bad Man
04:17
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Well, Willie Lee he hit him, hit em right between the eyes
Shook this whole small town and the barber was deputized
Now, I can't believe that anyone made it out of there alive
All because he got shorted by the big man on site
He's a bad man
He's a bad man
He's a bad man
Don't go a round with him
Now, Haywood he got busted drivin' away
With a tank half full of gas for which he forgot to pay
Now, he didn't put up a struggle, he knew he'd made a mistake
And from his busted empty bill-fold fines he would pay and pay
and that's ok. Cause...
He's a bad man
He's a bad man
He's a bad man
Ain't got no time for him
Now, everybody's lookin, lookin with their eyes closed
As little Jeanie walks around in big girl clothes
Well, she likes the attention, and she's not scared to get close
And she really likes the dreams she has in a bed of light-bulbs
She's a bad man
She's a bad man
Don't even close
She's a bad man
I hear the mayor's got boys cookin, got em cookin in the hills
Just some money on the side, he likes to have his pills
Just some campaign signs and stickers,comin fresh from the mills
But the people only know his name, not how he pays their bills
But he's a good man
He's a good man
Shake his hand
He's a good man
Shake his hand
He's a good man
Shake his hand
Shake his hand
Shake his hand
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4. |
Black Friday in Space
02:35
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They all went away
They all came
But they couldn't stay
They all went away
They all came
But they couldn't stay
They just couldn't stay
I don't care what it does
I don't care where it came from
I don't care what it's for
I don't care
I just want more
I just want some more
I just want some more
The past is in the rocks
Like grooves in a record that's spinning
The past it never stops
It's here and it's now
And it's ending
Oh my me oh my
What a terrible lie
Oh my me oh my
What a terrible lie
I wanna get what I want
I wanna get what I need
I wanna get what I want
What I came for
I don't care what it costs
I don't care
Anything
I don't care
I don't care
I just want more
I just want some more
C'mon a little more
I was getting bored
Walking the tracks to nowhere
Never really sure
If I was walking forwards or backwards
There's no coming back
There's no coming back
They all went away
They all came
But they couldn't stay
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Today we climbed that water tower
behind the factory that is closed
We threw our rocks through windows
of abandoned houses full of ghosts
We rode our bikes to Mulberry
and swung on the chains of the broken swings
We ran wild in tall grass
and jumping over sewage streams
But the sun never went down
No, the sun never went down
No, the sun never went down
And the moon never came
Today we played some baseball
with a couple of sticks and a pecan
We walked around picking up cigarettes
from the side of the road and in our yards
We killed our cells behind Webb school
It always stood there in the dark
Yeah, we were still in the dark
But the sun never went down
No, the sun never went down
No, the sun never went down
And the times never changed
Today we went out walking
just snooping around a patch of woods
We found some empty beer cans
a busted condom and checkbooks
a dried pool of blood, oh we shook
We decided it best not to talk about it
We decided best not to speak
We decided it best not to talk about it
We decided best not to speak
And the sun never went down
No, the sun never went down
No, the sun never went down
but the summer fell away
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6. |
A Cautionary Tale
02:48
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waist deep in the water
and I'm trying to swim
looking for my father,
but I can't find him
Waist deep in the water,
slipped down through the ice
if I can't start a fire
then I'll die here tonight
Now I can't take anyone else's advice
And I won't be wrong, again
I won't be wrong, I'll be right
I'll be right
I fought fists with the water,
turned to shaking hands
And I'm swimming around
in circles, again
sank deep in the water
below the thin ice
with my arms froze and reaching
but they'll never touch the sky
never touch the sky
again
again
again
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7. |
Daisy
04:13
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Daisy you created
those half drunk ballerinas
that sing just like so-and-so
hot and cold, skin wrapped tornadoes
lost in constant contrast
lost in constant contest
lost in a pageant dress
going nowhere with no way
with no way back
with no way back
Daisy you have fated
those wild boys with their wild eyes
weighted and could never cry
never look beyond you winter skies
skid mark legacies
slide across the outside lines
to commemorative slices in the pines
the last ride of teenaged heroes
that were always leavin
with nowhere to go
Daisy I don't love you anymore
come to think of it, I'm sure I never did
I walked your cracked sidewalks
from size thirteen to ten
in packs of feral whelps
through the streets where crayons melt
and we died just like wildflowers
in the shadow of an empty water tower
Daisy I don't love you
Daisy I don't hate
but your winters start early
and your spring never came
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8. |
Party People
03:10
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Luther broke his face on the concrete
in a failed, clap, push-up, like a Marine
he smiled, like a child, when he stood
as if he weren't dripping with blood
But tonight Luther's off the chain
tonight, he's living, on the run
drunk and feeling no pain
he says,
"This must be what everyone calls fun."
Kelsey almost drowned in the swimming pool
she was dancing with a boy she kinda liked
and kicking off heel, just like slipping on peels
she fell and she learned she couldn't swim
But two hands reached down to save her
all tangled and twisted in the tarp
from the soft wet grass she saw a smile from above
she said,
"This must be what its like to fall in love"
Robert left the party in a bad mood
all slobbering in tears just like his dad
and he fell asleep beneath the cold moon
but he never took his foot off the gas
and he flew through the windshield and landed in the water
and he floated away while his truck caught on fire
and he re-emerged with a kiss from the wind
and said,
"This must be what its like to be born again."
And you pray to God that your parents never know
and you swear and you swear you'll never get it wrong
but Father Time takes you by the throat
he says'
"Come along child, its time, to get old."
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9. |
There's a Ghost
03:15
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There's a ghost roaming
around this house crawling
up the stairs falling
through the floors
calling out in some song
some drunk rhythm
of love and hate
and they all seem to say
Will you keep me
Will you keep me
Will you keep me
Will you keep me
Mind splits like a tree bombed
by the clouds above
then drowned in the rain
oh no, i can try to be good
I can try to be good
I can try anything
Would you keep me
Would you keep me
Would you keep me
Would you keep me
Because people are gonna do
exactly what they want to do
and I think, I think
I think you should too
All day its been freezing rain
from the eyes of gray
and the wind is mean
hand shakes and might
loud and clear
but the ghost appears
and sings in my mirror
Will you keep me
Will you keep me
Want you keep me
Want you keep me
People get to do
exactly what they want to do
and I think, I think
I think we should too
come on keep me
keep me
keep me
keep me
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10. |
Too Much
02:26
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You told me I listen too much
You said I listen too much
I listen too much to the flashing sky
I stared at the light until I went blind
I never said I want to live this life
I never said I was just a child
But I listened too much
You know I listened too much
I listened too much to what I was told
I never asked questions wouldn't be so bold
Worship and school taught that I would fall
And I'm so fucking special little brick in the wall
But we listen to much
We listened too much
We listen to much
We listened too much
We listen too much to the lights and the sound
In a beautiful dream we were boxed and bound
And it's that same lie that made us dance and sing
And now we listen too much and pay for everything
We pay for everything
We pay for everything
We pay for everything
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11. |
Ovenbird
02:25
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Stray cats running free
through the leaves and
through the breeze
all gone just like they were
never, ever there
and I can't help but look
or stare, reading a book
as the wind dances
through your wavering hair
and I'm glad I stuck around
and I'm glad that I am still
here
In my present state
I broke and buried my slates
of the past lives that could've been
friends
and I built myself a nest
a place I could confess
in a song for all my
friends
and I know it's just a song
sort of short and uncouth
and I know it's just a song
but I swear to you
it's the truth
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12. |
The Real World
02:58
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There's no time
it's gone away
like a flash of light
through the sky
and it's gone astray
it's the worst
the worst
of luck
to see you've
become unstuck
and the skies
went dark
and the clouds
so heavy
couldn't see
the stars
but I kept
moving along
with nothing
to wish upon
and now it's late
I have to go away
another dream
another show
I would tell you
but i don't know
and it's nice
to not know
exactly where
you're gonna go
in the real world
in the real world
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