1. |
Down By The Riverside
02:59
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Down by the riverside
That's where we'll go to hide
Waste the day away
And then we'll waste the night
Just come away with me
The rest will be easy
You got nowhere to be
So come and lay with me
Down by the riverside
Where everything's alright
We got each other here
And no one else in sight
No more problems
That we cannot solve
Just move in closer
Try to forget it all...
Try to forget it all!
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2. |
We're Going Somewhere
04:17
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The times they are a-changing
We're becoming different ages
Is it time to grow up?
But there's still so many places
I want to see
Can't time just take a break for me?
When we were little late at night
We'd try to catch some fireflies
But now all we wanna do
Is sit around and get so high
We forget about our troubles
It's just not that easy
And with everything that my mother told me
About growing up, she forgot being lonely
And my father he was barely there
So we take it upon ourselves to fix
The problems that have been given
To us, what a terrible gift
Is this what growing ups got to be?
Because if so I don't think it's for me
Can I just be there for you and you be there for me?
Because with everything my mother told me
About growing up, she forgot being lonely
And my father he was barely there
So we take it upon ourselves to fix
The problems that have been given
To us, what a terrible gift
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3. |
Chicago
01:57
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Woah, you say you got what I need
But everyone else is saying that you're trouble indeed
And with the gray swirling clouds forming in my mind
I think I’ll take you up on a really good time
And there’s gas stations that are lining the streets
I gotta get cigarettes I’m grinding my teeth
With The yellow that is slowly ripping away
What’s left of my mouth with rotting decay
And I haven’t seen a night like this
Since last Tuesday while in between sips
Of my whiskey in a flask that was given to me
By some man that I randomly met on the streets
And so we’re barreling down the I-55
I can’t even process it I’m so fucking high
It’s these childish moments that we love when we die
When we’re just looking up at the clouds in the sky
And I haven’t been home in a week
I’ve been just hitting bars and slumming the streets
If time is precious and talk is cheap
Then why do you even listen to me?!
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4. |
No Reason
04:04
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Everybody says that they all know
The problems that I got
And it's all simple
They take me to the man with the red and white role
He tells me what I got
And it's real simple
But the slouching willow
It hangs so low
And it don't need no reason
And the mighty man
Can clench his two hands
But he don't need no reason
The sun is hanging high
And it shines real bright
It's got me feeling good, I'm alright
So I spend my day away just wasting my time
And everybody cares but I feel fine
Cause the slouching willow
It hangs so low
And it don't need no reason
And the mighty man
Can clench his two hands
But he don't need no reason
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5. |
Tell Me My Name
03:21
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Well last night I saw you standing on the corner
In a little bit of drama, but you were just keeping your cool
They were shouting words and letters that they didn't even know
Just trying to make you seem like the fool
Then a man in the back he grabbed an empty bottle
And he came running in right up to you
He took the empty bottle and smashed it on your head
And then you looked at him and said, "Do I even know you?"
Tell me my name
And what it means to you
Tell me my name
Or you're gonna lose
Yeah tell me my name,
I’ll tell ya what I’m gonna do now; uh!
I’m gonna break; I’m gonna smash;
I’m gonna take all yo’ cash
I’m gonna leave ya in a daze like a mouse in a maze
I’m gonna drink ya up like a little paper cup
Then I’ll spit ya on the ground
Now tell me, how does that sound?
I’m gonna break; I’m gonna smash;
I’m gonna take all yo’ cash
I’m gonna leave ya in a daze like a mouse in a maze
I’m gonna drink ya up like a little paper cup
Then I’ll spit ya on the ground
Now tell me, how does that sound?
The man took a step back and looked a little shocked
He couldn't seem to think of the words
That had once so easily come right out
So he just stood right there looking absurd
Then you ran up to him and struck him in the face
And he fell to the ground in a bloody mess
You stood over him with a grin on your face
Don't mess with a stranger. Don't fuck with the best
Tell me my name
And what it means to you
Tell me my name
Or you're gonna lose
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6. |
What I Want
03:46
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Let me tell you what I want is what I need
And what I need is what I get
It’s all relevant
You got something that I want
I’m not gonna stop
Until I get it
It’s your love, it’s all I want
Until I get it I won’t stop
There’s not a single thing that anyone can do
The way you hold your cigarette
Or the way your hair falls down your neck
I lose my breath
The walk down to the corner store
Where we get drinks ‘cause we need more
I can trace the steps
It’s your love, it’s all I want
Until I get it I won’t stop
There’s not a single thing that anyone can do
To change my mind it’s you I need
You’re the sight for me to see
I don’t want anyone accept for you
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7. |
An Old Itch To Scratch
05:12
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Got my shoes on, I'm walking out the door
Got a busy day today, I'm going to the crossroads
Heard a story bout a man who long ago
Went down to the sticks and sold his soul
I'm writing in blood
I'm signing away
The soul that I've got
For seconds of fame
When I'm at the crossroads
The dust is swirling round, there's a storm to come
The sky has turned to gray and I won't get home
A man walks up to me, suit lined in gold
He says, "Son, I got that deal that you've been lookin' for."
Got my shoes on I'm walking down the road
Made a deal today at the old crossroads
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