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| 3:26 | 
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Revolving doors
what have I done Someone on the TV tipping low Revolving doors what will I become And red neck song You payed up for a seven But he got an eight now I feel that I'm paused By all the bills I seem to run out On a foggy day Revolving door foggy day Revolving door foggy day I sit in a diner and The Beatles play I payed up for a seven but I only got S O A now I feel I'm paused By all the bills I seem to run out here Revolving doors stole me on the Eastern sea board He got silver on his nose He payed up for three but got only two And he said Seems I was born for this Seems I was born to this Revolving doors Revolving doors |
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| 3:50 |
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Drive away,
As in lonesome sound, Like a real straight shooter, Three lanes full, Drive away, As it lonesome sounds, Like a real straight shooter, Three lanes full, Gotta ride in my heart, Get 'em goin' down, You don't have to be a start, To, to get them goin' 'round Even if you try to move, Wheel it to your right, So get on, on the driving wheel, Save it for a round, Hillbilly, Hillbilly, Hillbilly, billy man x4 Got to ride in my heart, See 'em goin' down Killed up by the ball front, Shoot a jamboree, Just a cold 'nother day, Like a memory, Just a cold 'nother day, Slip a line on me, Hillbilly, Hillbilly, Hillbilly, billy manx4 Hillbilly, Hillbilly, Hillbilly, billy man x4 |
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| 2:03 |
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| 5. |
| 2:55 |
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Friday
She found out The pride needs to cool little rain didn't do it Never got it back from you Driveway You can bring a fool remember You can ride away Never gonna get back there There's red light in the moonlight baby That's all, I'm moving on from you You can try to leave me or doubt me Oh I'm the coolest still, right now I'd never say goodbye little baby Never again |
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| 3:10 |
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There just little pink plastic bags
Blowing on a highway alone They don't know where they'll go They just gonna float out Hoh oh oho oh There just little pink plastic bags Blowing on a highway alone They don't know where they'll go They just gonna float out Hoh oh oho oh Oh What you gonna write(ride?) ???? What you want tonight Someone who'll go and get by (???) There just little pink plastic bags Blowing on a highway alone They don't know where they'll go They just gonna float out Hoh oh oho oh There just little pink plastic bags Blowing on a highway alone They don't know where they'll go They just gonna float out Hoh oh oho oh |
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| 3:22 |
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Colourful sailors washed up on the shore
Caught up on bad times Spider in the ditch she saw it all Went to train, ride to dance. Colourful sailors washed up on the shore Met up on violence. Spider in the ditch, she saw it all. World has fall on bad times. |
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| 8. |
| 2:26 |
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Texas can you hear me? Speed up on the dawn. To the pains and blues of Houston, In the sun. Where home is a bus In the parish of space-dust. Where the mountains die. And today is golden. |
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| 9. |
| 2:11 |
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| 10. |
| 3:25 |
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The mountains are all
Waiting Fullmoon has come. I got lost on highways. But don't ask me where I've been Or what I've done. Oh Lord send me transmissions, Forgive me for what I've become. The sun has come save me. Put a little love into my Lonely soul... The sun has come to save me. Put a little love into my Lonely soul... Oh don't you know why I need her loving you? 'Cause It's no desire (?) |
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| 11. |
| 2:15 |
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It is the dawn
It Is The Dawn Time has shifted Mountains Bloom The air is thinner (repeat all) One Two Three Four Five Six Seven |
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| 12. |
| 2:50 |
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| 13. |
| 3:17 |
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Let's talk about feelings
It's got a way to helpin you to breathe a little better Mmmmmhmmmm With a stormin rain If you need to escape Wooah Ooh you wonder why Let's talk about feelings It's got a way to helpin you to breathe a little better Ooooh Yaaa hm I can slowly see(feel?) Life fading away In my mind in my heart i have no doubt Ooooh You wonder why |
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| 14. |
| 3:24 |
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California
An ocean now I come again before you All alone with you In the slipping of the sun Set on dreamers Repeats the faithful ones again Like water of the mountains that It's the slipping of the sun... |
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| 0:39 |
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