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Key never fit the lock, but hey man, that’s alright
I got these 6 strings to strum for you a tune, this one’s for you
Things have gone from bad to worse
Am I that demon keeping you up at night?
I got this ten spot if you can prove me wrong, sing it to me, c’mon
Things have gone from bad to worse
Did I lose some ground?
Wore my welcome out?
If so, take me out back and shoot me old friend
Take me in the yard and bary me then, old friend
Lost in space and frantically spinning among the stars
We got a pretty little minute then a funnel down into the void
Paranoia destroyed
Things have gone from bad to worse
Did I lose some ground?
Wore my welcome out?
If so, take me in the back and shoot me old friend
Take me in the yard and bary me, man,
Old friend...
Couldn’t care less if you think this one runs too long
The repetition might serve some damn good in the end
Rules can be bent
Things will go from….
Did I lose you now?
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The Buzzman
04:17
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Cracks of the pines
As soon as the moon’s on the rise
Where they coming from nobody knows
Could be a ghost
An echo of the mind
That’s dying to tune into you
Hungry for the excuse...on a whim
Somebody put out the fire
There’s footsteps in the sand
They’ve come for the buzzman
They wanna know, where was he sent from?
So catch a buzz, man…
Combing the beach they’re gonna find
Just how well he gonna hide
Praying that he goes unfound
But the hounds caught scent and they’re Hell bent on the command
Sniff out the buzzman
Where they coming from, nobody knows, but they’ll win
Somebody put out the fire
There’s footsteps in the sand
Come to feed a desire
Shakedown the rocky strand
Have they come for the Buzzman?
They wanna know, where was he sent from?
Have they come for the Buzzman?
Have they come for the one they call the Buzzman?
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Juxtapose
03:36
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There could be coal
There could be gold or a diamond
In the soil for the mining beneath the grave
Gonna sift and clean
Cause there be a cave or a canyon
A room with a fortune would ease up the day
Weekend come and a cocaine run
Drawn to the song The Sirens hum
Begging the change
With a petty post you could juxtapose
Happy photograph and sadness note
Go on, again.
Underneath your feet
There could be pearls
Don’t care if we’re a mile from the ocean
We’ll burrow on with the hope we may escape the maze
Weekend come and cocaine run
Drawn to a song the siren hums
Begging the change
With a petty post you could juxtapose
Happy photograph and sadness note
Go on
Singing “Grace, too” by the fire, folks run down they’ve found their sound to admire
Brain drain down on you
Mountains climb and stand every hair in the room, band...
Plays on
Plays on
My neck is sore from the night before
Brought to the knees from a kittens roar
Go on, again
Write your petty post just to juxtapose
Happy photograph and sadness note
Go on...
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Roses in the sky
Oh, pretty roses.
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Liv, Be Lovely
02:50
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Brave little babe
Veer away from the road
Defy what they prescribe
No soul knows in the end
A melody for you and all of your days
Lay and rest your head child
Sing to you, Livie
Pray for you life comes easy
Livie, be lovely
Be a guide for the grieving
Time waltz by
On and on you go, we go
Weekend spent in the pines
On lake time, we sing and our love grows
Baby, smiles for you in the morning
Livie, be lovely
Be a guide for the grieving
A melody for you and all of your days
Lay and rest your head child
Oh, a sunshine bright on my horizon
Livie, be lovely
Be a light for the broken
Livie, be lovely.
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Days go on and still
Heart beats on with a love sick churn
Like a landslide hugging a hill
Striking a match just to watch it burn
Ghosts crawling the streets of London
It’s been in the news, It’s been in the news, It’s been in the news
Ghosts crawling the land, uh-huh
City slickin’, come on
So your story goes
Wasted highs and hurried souls
They never finalized rights of man
Only spread some war or burnt some coal
Ghosts crawling the land, uh-huh
Caught in a storm. We were warned. We were warned.
Ghosts crawling the streets of London
City slickin’, come on
For you, beautiful
I’d sail the seas and move the moon
For you, my sweet girl
I’d pave your road in solid gold
Ghosts crawling the streets of London
It’s been in the news, It’s been in the news, It’s been in the news,
Ghosts crawling the land, uh-huh
City slickin’, come on
City slickin’, come on
City slickin’, come on
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