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You know, just the other morning, I was hanging around in my house.
I had that new book with pictures of Madonna naked, I was checking it out. Just then a friend of mine came through the door Said she'd never picked me for a scumbag before Said she didn't ever want to see me anymore And I still don't know why. I think I'm an alright guy. I think I'm an alright guy. I just wanna live until I gotta die. I know I ain't perfect, but God knows, I try. I think I'm an alright guy. I think I'm alright. Now maybe I'm dirty, and maybe I smoke a little dope. It ain't like I'm going on TV and tearing pictures of the pope. I know I get wild and I know I get drunk. But it ain't like I gotta bunch of bodies in my trunk. My old man used to call me a no-good punk And I still don't know why. I think I'm an alright guy. I think I'm an alright guy. I just wanna live until I gotta die. I know I ain't perfect, but God knows, I try. I think I'm an alright guy. I think I'm alright. I think I'm alright; hell yeah! You know, just the other night, these cops pulled me over outside a bar. They turned on their lights, and ordered me outta my car. And I was only kidding when I called 'em a coupla dicks, But still they made me do the Stupid Human Tricks, And now I'm stuck in this jail with a bunch of dumb hicks And I still don't know why. I think I'm an alright guy. I think I'm an alright guy. I just wanna live until I gotta die. I know I ain't perfect, but God knows, I try. I think I'm an alright guy. I think I'm alright. I think I'm an alright guy. I think I'm alright You know, I think I'm an alright guy...I really do; I'm alright! |
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| 2. |
| 3:41 |
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You're gonna get me into trouble
I knew it right off the bat You're gonna get me into trouble If you keep lookin' like that Well, I may be alone, but there's someone at home I just know I'm makin' a mistake A woman like you walks in a place like this You can almost hear the promises break You're gonna make me need an alibi You're gonna make me have to watch my back You're gonna make me have to tell a bunch of lies You're gonna make me have to cover my tracks Well, I told her I wouldn't, I thought I couldn't Now I'm so ashamed When I look at you, that's all that I can do To think about what's-her-name You're gonna get me into trouble I knew it right off the bat You're gonna get me in trouble If you keep lookin' like that Don't look like that, baby...no, no, no, no You're gonna mix my emotions And you're gonna tangle my net You're gonna make me do somethin' That I'm afraid I won't regret I may be alone, but there's someone at home I just know I'm makin' a mistake A woman like you walks in a place like this You can almost hear the promises break You're gonna get me in trouble You're gonna get me into trouble You know you're gonna get me, you know you're gonna get me, You know you're gonna get me in trouble, now don't ya? |
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| 3. |
| 4:26 |
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You think you know somebody
You think they know you You think you know somebody But man you never do Jackie used to live three blocks away from me We used to throw the baseball And we'd climb his old oak tree You know we would sneak his old man's cigarettes Behind the picket fence We swore that we would always be best of friends We used to sit out on the curb And talk on summer nights Until Jackie's dad would call him And he took off like a light The Friday nights were all the same Our high school senior year We hung out at the river Drank black label beer And we would listen to the Stones With all of our old friends Maybe sneak a toke or two Down where the river bends Well I remember how I said I'd drive him home on Friday night Well he said go on without out me Buddy I'll be all right We went off to college Start our freshman year Well I went off to school About an hour away from here But you know Jackie he took off Went to college out of state He used to call me all the time He used to tell me it was great He said I'm coming home for Christmas And I hope you'll do the same Well he'd say that he was coming But Jackie never came Ah, you think you know somebody You think they know you You think you know somebody But man you never do Well the night that he got married Well I was his best man He's moved back to town And now we're neighbors again I've since found myself a wife So now I'm married too Our families get together Every Sunday afternoon His boy and my boy They sit out and talk at night Until Jackie calls for his boy And then he takes off like a light Last night I saw the flashing lights I quickly ran outside A neighbor lady told me That Jackie's youngest boy had died And I was shocked to see the cops Had Jackie handcuffed in the car ?????Til this morning's paper told me That Jackie had gone too far And now they're saying Jackie He ain't the only one to blame Cause battered children, they almost always Grow up to do the same You think you know somebody You think they you know you You think you know somebody But man you never do Oh |
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| 5:17 |
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He tried to look like he had a little bit of money
A grifter with a southern drawl Well I could tell right away by the way he was runnin' That the boy was just a beggin' to crawl. At least a junkie knows what he needs You get a man all strung out on green He'll give up everything he's got For just a one shot at havin' it all. He took every last cent of his savings On a trip to the local track He had a tip from a friend, bet it all down to win On a horse named heart attack. Well now he ain't no fool boys, he didn't bet it all So everything was cool when that horse took a fall But then he turned around and blew the rest Trying to win it all back He wanted easy money It's sad but it's true Everybody wants the most they can possibly get For the least they can possibly do They want that easy money I don't understand. God they scheme and they plan But they can't get their hands on no easy money. Now she'd been watching him from her table Not too soft but not too tough Well she figured by the money he'd been throwing around That he was damn sure good-looking enough So she worked her way over She shot him a wink He took his last five bucks He bought her a drink By the time they hit the Motel 6 They figured they was in love (love love love) She loved that easy money It's sad but it's true Everybody wants the most they can possible get For the least they can possibly do They want that easy money I don't understand. Lord God they scheme and they plan But they can't get their hands on that easy money. Tell it like it is, all right It must have been about two weeks later He got a call from a business friend Who'd found a sure-fire steal of an investment deal And honey guess what? He's gonna let both of us in So they took all their savings out of the bank And on the way home they stopped to gas up the tank She stepped in for some cigs And she never saw the fucker again He got that easy money It's sad but it's true Everybody wants the most they can possible get For the least they can possibly do He thinks it's easy money I don't understand. You scheme and you plan You ain't got your hands on no easy money. You scheme and you plan You ain't got your hands on no easy money. |
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| 3:16 |
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Remember back about five years ago
Drivin' down the highway Saw a kid there by the road Long blond dirty hair His thumb out in the air That was me That was me Remember the kid that walked into your store The one you told you were sorry, You weren't hiring anymore So he walked out your door His head hung toward the floor That was me That was me I'm a face you've seen a million times The one who never seems To fit in between those lines I'm every broken dream This world has left behind I'm a face you've seen a million times Remember the kid you saw that night downtown Singin' on the sidewalk Guitar case on the ground He looked down on his luck So you threw him a buck That was me That was me Remember back about five years ago Drivin' down the highway Saw a kid there by the road Long blond dirty hair His thumb out in the air That was me That was me That was me |
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| 3:27 |
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| 5:49 |
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| 3:10 |
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| 3:39 |
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| 4:02 |
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> A little out of place
A little out of tune Sorta lost in space Racing the moon Climbing the walls Of this hurricane Still overall I can't complain All I wanted was one chance To let freedom ring They said I had to get a permit Tags and everything I never made it through the red tape I got this paper hat I got a job working weekdays You want fries with that [Chorus] I got nothin' to lose Cause there's nothin' to gain It's like a one way ticket to cruise in this passing lane I can't complain I was talkin' to my girlfriend I told her I was stressed I said I'm going off the deep end She said give it a rest We're all waiting in the dugout Thinking we should pitch How you gonna throw a shutout If all you do is bitch [Chorus] So now I got a brand new dance I need one more shot I just need one last chance I know I won't get caught I gotta make my last stand This time I can't be bought Then again on the other hand How much have you got I got nothin' to lose Nothin' to gain It's like a one way ticket to cruise that passing lane I can't complain A little out of place A little out of tune Sorta lost in space Racing the moon |
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| 6:07 |
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| 6:09 |
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Doublewide Blues
I got the Blues Doublewide V neck t-shirt with a mustard stain Rollin' up a hose, outside in the rain He's been my neighbor since 'bout seventy-nine 'Course he was in prison most of that time Ever since then he just ain't been right His old lady works days and they fight most night Laid off and blown off, pissed off on booze Doublewide Blues Metallica song, blasting from three trailers down It's them cut off t-shirt and numbchuck kids comin' around Tonight they'll get drunk, try to get laid End up in a fight, out behind some arcade You know one a them little shits, broke my window last spring I told his Mama and she didn't do anything She works two jobs, the boy runs loose Doublewide Blues Doublewide Blues I got the Blues Doublewide My buddy Jimmy, his trailers cool He got him a deck, with one of them, blue plastic pools He works in construction, builds speck homes His woman left him now, so, now he's down there, alone My friend Anita, she loves him, he don't know He's too busy chasing my neighbors wife Flo Soap opera Heaven, without all the clues Doublewide Blues Doublewide Blues I got the Blues Doublewide Wild Bill, the manager, he keeps to himself The war took his smile, like 'em pills took his health He is too old to run around with the Klan anymore Still got a Confiderate flag hangin up outside his door I sit here watchin' all this nothin' go on I don't get out much since O Jay's been on Sometimes it's nice havin' nothin' to lose Sometimes Doublewide Blues Doublewide Blues I got the Blues Doublewide Doublewide Blues I got the Blues Doublewide Take me home, boys, think I'm drunk |
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| 3:33 |
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