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Rip Off
03:49
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I always fall
For a whiskey shot
If you pick up the tab
You can take me back
I wanna be
Your next big thing
Did you tell your boss?
That you’re gonna be
A rip off
I’m waiting for your call
I’ve got what you want
Now you’re singing along
To my song
A rip off
I rolled the dice
You played me right
I made the grade
The American way
Coyote Club
My local pub
I let you have your way and you played it like a champ
A rip off
I’m waiting for your call
I’ve got what you want
Now you’re singing along
To my song
A rip off
(I’ll get big I’ll take off)
And I’ll be a household name
You got my picture cause it’s hard to escape
They’ll know my name in every home across the States
You’ll see my face
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2. |
Speeding 72
03:58
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Hey I heard you’re coming from a complicated place at best
I know a cure put the pedal to the metal lay it all to rest
So get behind the wheel and we can make a deal
I’ll show you how to clear your head
So come on take a chance tell me all your plans
We don’t have to go to bed
Look out your window
Driving in a different town
Same street, same home
Buckle up so we can go
Speeding 72
We’re faster getting nowhere
Baby we could go there
Shining on a secret avenue
Hear the burning rubber fanfare
Baby there’s a show there
Meet up on a Sunday
Filling up the ashtray
Nothing gets in our way
Always in a new place
You can catch us around
Listening to Gold Soundz
Keep me in your car
Face to face here’s another situation where the joy ride ends
A perfect pace and we’re just around the corner where the streetlights bend
And we can drive fast
Steady pushing on the gas
I’ll show you how to clear your head
No matter where we meet
My silly heart beats
And reminds me of the night you said
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3. |
Medicine
04:14
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Spoonful of sugar
Brings me down to my knees
So many colors
You touch me
Uh uh, you’ll be my medicine
Measuring doses
Every day of the week
I get addicted
When you touch me
Uh huh, you’ll be my medicine
One shot
I never really ask a lot
I’m on
A bender and I’ll never stop
One hit
And I’m higher than I’ve ever been
One kiss
And I’m hooked on your medicine
One pill to swallow
Gives me more than I need
I can be patient
Till you touch me
Uh huh, you’ll be my medicine
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4. |
Rockstar
03:09
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Flip through the paper
Ticking through the number one
Feel like a stranger
I wanna make a hit and run
Still need a drummer
The last one quit the band
His favorite song was Hummer
Soundtrack in the minivan
It takes a lot to admit it
Hey you’re a hot shot and they know who you are
It takes a lot to admit it
Yeah i got what they want, I’m a real rock star
Stuck on the freeway
Gotta make it so the rent gets paid
I know this club called Tuesday’s
I could get us backstage
The barback is our singer
The last one quit the band
A real heavy drinker
He karaokes Rocket Man
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5. |
Motorbike
03:21
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A shooter knows what a shooter takes
So I’ll take two shots of whiskey down
A cowboy in a comet race
The dark is getting darker now
Don’t go back to Texas, babe
The desert moon is far away
We’ll show the stars what a champ can make
And we’ll ride off into better days
Outside
Let the neighbors hear the sound
You can take me anywhere you like
Your motorbike will wake up this whole town
For one night
Baby we could disappear
You told me if i’m down to ride
Your motorbike will take us away from here
Tell me I’m a shooting star
A firework space cadet
The engine hums and buttercup
You need another cigarette
Don’t go back to Texas, babe
Unless you want your heart to break
The Big Dipper is far away
I know we’ll make it someday
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6. |
Tall Home
03:17
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No
Never trust him with the load
I’ll bury him alone
Deep inside my home
Hide
Recluse mastermind
I stiffened up my pride
To me, he will abide
What's up with your head?
Thought we talked like friends
Never disrespect me
I’m the fucker down the street
I could be your everything
I’m slipping on my patience
Inside my tall home
Resist temptation
Inside my tall home
Snide
All those piggies from outside
The townie gossip died
When he’s two weeks inside
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7. |
Lucky
04:03
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How’d I get so lucky?
Next to you in shades of green
My whole life’s a trophy
I picked the golden MVP
If I drive in four days time
My highway hills could reach the east
If I drive in four days time
I’d pick you up from hometown streets
Buckle up, I’ll be there
I need you near to me
We can’t keep getting separated
How’d I get so lucky?
Next to you in shades of green
If I drive in four days time
I’d reach the face that can’t compete
Buckle up, I’ll be there
I need you near to me
We can’t keep getting separated
Can we forget how unsafe it seems?
We can’t keep getting separated
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8. |
Brave
03:56
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Don’t ask me if I want it
You know I always do
Don’t ask me if I want it
If I want it I’ll say
I thought I cut it out
Thought I put you on the line this time
In a perfect situation you’d be pulling for a second try
There’s a ringing in my head
And the ringing sees no end in sight
And I’m beating on a dead horse begging for another bite
Don’t ask me if I want it
You know I always do
Don’t ask me if I want it
If I want it I’ll say
Cut me open and stay right here
I just want you to stay
I’ll say nothing, I’ll show no fear
I can take it I’m brave
I thought I had a chance, thought we’d take it all the way this time
There’s a perfect situation but it’s hidden in the wrong design
I can keep my body small till it’s good enough for you to fight
Don’t be delicate with me, keep it real I don’t need polite
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9. |
Callin Me
02:52
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I’m not trying to make a scene
It’s not my fault it’s the sound
Your voice it kicks and it pounds
And now you see my dirty paws
Made my mind up like a dog
And now you keep on callin me
Can’t connect it just wanna be neglected
Leave me on the line you do it every time
Said it i meant it so baby just forget it
I’ll be up all night if you’re callin me
Every second i’m hanging on your message
Leave me on the line, but only on your dime
And i meant it, it’s something i expected
I’ll be up all night if you’re calling me
I’ve been trying to cut you off
Oh god i’m losing my head, another 25 cents
You reach me anytime you want
I’m right where you wanna be so you keep on callin me
Now you’re callin me
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10. |
Spider
03:44
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Blessed by every little universe
In a web he’s praying
Big plans - an orchard I could call my own
A bed, a roof, my savings
Like a spider catching nothing
Caught up in the highest corner of the room
Spun out and staying
I’ll watch, pretending that they’re watching me
Got good technique in faking
Schooled in every little universe
Well-taught in waiting
No shine, heaven takes a lot of work
I’ve heard some people saying
Like a spider catching nothing
They see what they wanna see
I stick to diabolatry, it’s my breed
Planting empty seeds
Everything is bad in me
Like a spider catching nothing
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11. |
No Stage
04:18
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No stage or a set
I guess that’s all I get
And in the final dance
I’d be playing alone if I had the chance
But I’m trapped in the scenery
Want you all around me
Living got a new lead
So keep me in a minor key
Anything you want from me
Anything you want
I’m a beater with no spark
Cause lonely makes it far
So put me on the big screen
Watch me as I glow under the lights
I’ll be your favorite movie
Cause I like a little tragedy
I can fill an auditorium
No place for a bet
I’ve settled all my debts
And now they throw me flowers
Because i’m playing alone in the final hour
So make me up a daydream
Let me be your everything
Anything you want from me
And when I hate what I’ve become
I’ll be brave and buy a gun
A spark to the stars is a flare to the sun
Impressions on the sky
Cause lonely gets me by
My fortune wears me thin
And loneliness begins
If I’m famous for the night
I’ll be lonely all my life
So put me on the big screen
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12. |
No Bite
04:11
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Am I a vessel with no bill
A pleasure center siphoning your fill
The appraiser knows the price
When you’re coming at me from behind
Hold me like a gun i’ll do it
Hotter than a thousand degree knife
Muddled in the sound of your spit
Cleaning every tooth I use to bite
You hide but there’s no one
Looking over shoulders for the fun
Tell me when you come
Hold me like a gun I’ll do it
Hotter than a thousand degree knife
Can’t you feel my face in a fit
Look over my shoulder and there’s no bite
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Momma Los Angeles, California
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