1. |
Hat O'er Eyes
04:23
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He wears his hat o’er his eyes
And he’s trying to keep it on.
Says he’s sick of living his life
And he’s tired of being alone.
But that ain’t no one’s job but mine
Got a new sleeping bag
Got no place to sleep it at.
Left my dog on the ranch,
But I’m trying to get her back.
My job’s simple
I just got to see
The stars for what they are.
And they don’t grant wishes
And they don’t guide me, but they try,
They try, now I’m going to try.
Straighten up your life, straighten up your life.
Saw the sign of the times
Out on the freeway.
It said, “hey man, there goes the ‘hood.”
I said, “that’s fine, I was done trying to be good.”
The next time I come by,
I want to see the sky split,
Want to know what’s happening.
Trade this hard heart for tears,
Take a look in the mirror,
Next time I’ll try
Next time I’ll try.
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2. |
Ahh
03:38
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I can’t sleep enough
I can still taste what I drank
and no one’s keeping up
what’s that mean?
i’ve been trying to capture
the piece of art you’re after
it seems like it’s extinct
i’ll check it when I hit the peak.
and it’s the words you’re after
watch their meanings shatter
the words break in my ear
I love you but it doesn’t matter.
I wasn’t feeling my best and
I put my friends to the test and
I wasn’t waking up well,
you couldn’t tell if I was gone
I can’t wait, I won’t change
‘cause i’m living on mars.
it don’t hurt, when it rains
it just shorts out my guitars.
do the best you can to
keep this in your hat or
whisper in my ear I love you
but it doesn’t matter.
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3. |
Yellow Datsun
02:10
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Well the sickness hasn’t left
Hasn’t left me, don’t know why,
And if my health does not come back
I’m gonna die.
Here comes my ride,
It’s not that fast and I know why,
‘cause my friends don’t drive the Benz
they drive them yellow Datsuns.
Hey lady, please don’t
Make me the fool.
I’m wearing sleeves on my heart for you.
Now I ain’t gonna live
And I think that doc knows why
I got morphine in my sleeves
got some stars in my eyes.
I got morphine in my sleeves, got
Some stars in my eyes.
He lady, please don’t
Make me the fool,
‘cause Jerry’s Kids been betting on this
information they got from you.
Now I ain’t gonna live,
But I’ll race you to the sun,
I can’t lose I’m gonna win I’m in
My yellow Datsun.
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4. |
The Champion
04:09
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the champion he wrapped up the fight
with a strong uppercut from his right hand
might has overcome right again, he cried.
i’m much too tired to explain
how I let my life get away
older now every day, I tried.
it’s not that i’m scared, it’s just that I care
what you’re going through.
breaking the rules one by one
trying to convince all my friends
this will never happen again
and i’ll try to make amends.
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5. |
Can't Wait to See You
03:24
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when I go will my mother know
will my brother know I tried
will the government send them my old pens
and the letters I tried to write?
will my dad, as he cries all night
will he still believe we’re right
as i’m drinking blood from a silver cup
with these men who chose to die?
when I go will my mother cry
will my brother want to die
as i’m drinking up and amber stout
with this god i’ve heard so much about?
when I go will you be ashamed
will you still recall my name
with pain?
can’t wait to see you hang.
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6. |
A Picture in Pocket
02:47
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Leaving Arizona for the things that I did
My face all calloused emotions hid
I’ve run out of luck
I will not fucking try.
She keeps me close to her heart in a locket
I keep her close to my cock on a picture in my pocket
And I cannot stop no matter how I try.
Don’t make a sound, don’t make a face,
I can’t slow down, I’m headed straight into
A burning town, on the interstate, I’m going down.
The kids are gonna love what you’ve done.
I cannot close my eyes, I’m driving.
Half his journey is behind him gonna
Keep my eyes pinned on these blinding stars.
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7. |
She Can't Change
03:49
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She can’t change she don’t want to
It’s not like when we were young,
She’d change for anyone.
I can’t change I don’t want to change
It’s not like when I was young
I’d change for anyone.
We don’t want to face it.
Broke a promise I had saved up for you
It’s not like when we were young
I won’t tell anyone.
She don’t like me ‘cause I can’t speak
Not like when I was young
I spoke for everyone.
If it’s too hard, be honest.
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8. |
Blackest Heart
02:52
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You think that I haven’t changed,
I admit, I must look the same,
But I have been pushing my luck,
I’m in trouble.
You try to make up a line,
But you can’t think of one,
But I have been jumping the gun,
I’m in trouble.
Divide,
Something’s under my skin,
Divide and conquer, something’s under my skin.
The blackest heart you’ve ever seen,
The blackest heart you’ve ever seen.
If I go now, you’d need a machine to take me,
The blackest heart you’ve ever seen, it’s a dream.
It’s a dream.
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9. |
Cold Calls
03:24
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you tried to call, you tried to fall down too.
the news was right, there’s a fire inside you.
unclean deserter, I dream of murder, and you.
the train rolls past, wish I was on it too.
the lights go black, i’m blind but honest,
you should have wanted the truth.
house to house festering, with one burning
question. was it you?
town on the hill, and i’ve got sixty five shells,
i’m back to track you down and kill you myself.
sixty five shells, and nothing else to sell,
someone betrayed me, now i’m out making
cold calls designed to kill.
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10. |
On/Off
04:11
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it’s on it’s off
the microphone feels so soft
no more kisses from the one I love
i’m out of shape
from running away too much
seen your beauty but I can’t touch.
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11. |
I've Got a Feeling
04:45
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I can’t stand this anymore.
When you scratch away the layers
There’s nothing there and I don’t give a fuck.
You can’t hurt me anymore.
Chop off my arm, there’s a hole in my heart
And I don’t give a fuck.
Everyone I love, everyone I trust,
What’s gonna happen to all of us.
Seems like I’ve done something wrong
Well let that punishment come, hide the sun, I don’t give a fuck.
Scratching my nuts right at god.
On second thought there’s no one there
And I don’t give a fuck.
Chop off my arm, there’s a hole in my heart
And I don’t give a fuck.
What is this world without pain?
It ain’t a goddam thing, just a rock floating
Through the universe.
The world’s a shitty place
And I can’t wait to die.
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