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He's a mighty good leader
He's a mighty good leader He's a mighty good leader All the way All the way, Lord From up to heaven He's a mighty good leader All the way He led my mother He led my mother He led my mother All the way All the way, Lord From up to heaven He led my mother All the way He's a mighty good leader He's a mighty good leader He's a mighty good leader All the way All the way, Lord From up to heaven He's a mighty good leader All the way |
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Open up the door
Lay the orange juice on the floor We're having a picnic on the other side of town There's sleeping bags and fire And it's getting down to the wire So grab yourself a spot and settle down awhile 'Cause its getting hard to think And my clothes are starting to shrink And the moon is sagging down like a metal ball And the world is a holiday Smokin' in an old ashtray They just blow it out their nose and say okay So let's try to make it last The past is still the past And tomorrow is just another crazy scam |
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Well there ain't nobody left to impress
And everyone's kissing their own hands This 666 on the kitchen floor Ain't no fire in the pan I get lonesome I get lonesome I get lonesome I get lonesome So glad to be a slab Stiff as a stick on a board I get thoughts and dirty socks Piled in the corner I get lonesome I get lonesome I get lonesome I get lonesome Getting fat on your own fear Bring that beer over here I stomp on the floor Just to make a sound I get lonesome I get lonesome I get lonesome I get lonesome |
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Long ago things to be
I've got a garden hose and a color tv I've got time on my hands I've got time on my hands Nobody cares what I do Long ago things to do I've got a burnt orange peel and a potato stew I've got work to get done I've got work to get done Nobody knows where to run I've got a quart of milk and some sound advice I've got trees to drink but they smell so nice Don't give me the flu Nobody knows I'm with you Back and forth I dodge a fly Like a feather in the sky Write me out a check Give me all your cash Nobody knows, so just go home Oh, yes |
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Definitely
This is the wrong place to be There's blood on the futon And there's a kid drinkin' fire Goin' down to the sea They got people to meet Shakin' hands with themselves Lookin' out for themselves When they ask you for credit Give them a branch When they want you to get it Chew on the grass I know, I know 'Cause they told me to tell you There's nothing to tell you There's nothing to sell you In the afternoon Ridin' the scapegoat Burning equipment Decomposing Cool off your jets Take off your sweats I got a funny feeling They got plastic in the after life When they want you to cry Leap into the sky When they suck your mind Like a pigeon you'll fly I know, I know It's the postive people Runnin' from their time Lookin' for some feeling |
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Close your eyes and see water
Sliding up the back of your head Folding into your clothing Covering eveything you said Climb up into No one's gonna miss you Dried up on the shoreline Drinking everything you said Offering food to the ladies Pulling down animals in trees Climb up into No one's gonna miss you |
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Go back home, bury my load
Yellow cat laying flat on the road Been so long since I been gone Ziplock bag holding my comb |
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Go where you want to
Do the things you feel Walk around with a broken leg And a hundred dollar bill Get yourself a pistol Get yourself a dog Stay up all night gettin' drunk Sleeping in a hollow log Walk till you're restless Sleep till you're tired Wake up without thinking You're the one that I desire |
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Stand outside with a suitcase
(There's a forcefield 'round my neck) Walk around all the while (And it stands just where I sit) Look at the people driving backwards (And the stance I took on that) No particular style (Leaves that forcefield 'round my back) Don't let it get near you Don't let it get too close (And the stance I took on that) Don't let it turn you into (Leaves a forcefield round my neck) The things you hate the most Roll out your silver-dollar coffins Pull out your buckskin gloves Tell them anything you want to The sound comes from above Don't let it get near you Don't let it get too close (And the stance I took on that) Don't let it turn you into (Leaves a forcefield round my neck) The things you hate the most Don't let it get near you Don't let it get too close Don't let it turn you into The things you hate the most There's a forcefield 'round my neck And it stands just where I sit And the stance I took on that Leaves a forcefield 'round my neck There's a forcefield 'round my neck And it stands just where I sit And the stance I took on that Leaves a forcefield 'round my neck |
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Fourteen rivers, fourteen floods
Bend your body to the heavens above Don't get drunk, don't get dry Just bring your money next Saturday night Forty miles on a cattle trail With a half-dead mule and nothing on my mind All my life I've been talking fast Taking all the things that I should have let pass Throw my hat on a coffin nail Put another brick in the fire place Well I don't know about you or me But someone got loose back in town |
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Your brains went black when she took back her love
And she put it out into the sun The birds did fly when the heavens all went dry And the cigarettes were smoking by themselves She'll do anything She'll do anything She'll do anything To make you feel like an asshole Call her name, she looks the same as you Question marks stretched across her skin She dangles carrots, makes you feel embarrassed To be the fool you know you are She'll do anything She'll do anything She'll do anything To make you feel like an asshole |
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From these shores where we belong
I have seen the land beyond Where the Lord is strange and strong I have seen the land beyond There's no telling who'll be dead When the pale horse is turning red And the tongues will burn in vain And everything will feel the same There's no patience, there's no peace I have seen the land beyond Where the gravestones never cease I have seen the land beyond Through the troubles of the years Through the heavenly appartition appears And we're haunted by our own minds When the spirit comes in disguise From these shore where we belong I have seen the land beyond I'll be there and I'll be gone I have seen the land beyond |
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Seventeen years in the city
Static clinging to the ceiling Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Riot cops, cheerleaders Eyebrows painted on their heads Mouthful of rotting cavities Drinking Coca-Cola in the street Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Never did I think it would come to this (Outcome is different than I expected) Shot in the leg Shot in the leg My name is a bone Nobody home My hand is a wire The sky is on fire The drums aren't beating Pistols in jeans Left for dead Left for dead Left for dead Dead as a fly |
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You're just the girl of my dreams
But it seems my dreams never come true You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true I first met you down on Lover's Lane The birds were insane, flapping all about Softly you would sing, swinging in your swing It wasn't night, it wasn't day You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true You're just the girl of my dreams But it seems my dreams never come true |
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I wake up and look
Upon your painted eyelids The world is your oyster And the trashbags are your kids The ceiling is invisible And there's a bird sinkin' through the sky And every hour that passes Is teaching me how to cry 'Cause it's lonely here In the ugly part of town The buildings are all vacant And the telephones are down There's a police siren singin' Like a tiger with no skin The sewer drain is glowing And I don't know what state I'm in The river is on fire There's chemicals and debris And all the roads are blocked off 'Cause it's just too hard to see So cancel my appointments And set up a whole new show 'Cause I'm in need of a good hot meal And a life to call my own So give me a plate of money And get me a blanket and a chair Your limitations are limitless They're floating through the air 'Cause it's real and it's true The things I see in you And there's nothing I wouldn't talk about You're the clearest dream that ever drifted by |
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There's nobody
There's no mountain There's no tunnel You can't get from there to here You can't get from here to there There's nobody There's no mountain There's no tunnel You can't get from there to here You can't get from here to there There hasn't been a change in the atmosphere Nothing twisting 'round, burning down, coming 'round There hasn't been a change for over a year Slide it through, ride it through, hiding you There hasn't been a change in the atmosphere Shut it up, roll it up, follow you Pull the tap Give it a stab There's no atmosphere Dig a tunnel through the mountain How many atmospheres are out there There's a telephone there to here Gypsy haircut Bearskin rug And tambourines A black piano On the mountain To the atmospheres are out there There's a broken bottle There's a... Through the tunnel Cut your hand on the atmosphere Split in two Band-aids on your hand Split The atmosphere Is split in two Staring at you |