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| 1. |
| 1:23 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:56 | 
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I said " Hey, hello, Mom & Dad.
Are things great? OK? or just plain bad? Are you alive? Is everyone alive? oh, yeah - well me? I guess I'm doing fine. I don't know why you'd think i would be lying. I'm alive like everyone's alive Is anyone alive? I'm all right. Everyone is alive. She said "Hey, Hello. How was your day?" I said "work is work. Don't know any other way. But I'm alive like everyone's alive. It's just the day to day that I seek. I gotta find a way to the end of the week and make it alive. Like everyone's alive I'm all right. I'm just fine. All my life I'm all right. Everyone is alive |
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| 3. |
| 4:10 |
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Well I got your late night call
You're in the center of it all You're havin' a ball and your really doin' fine A west coast time and I believe you But here's one for the coast the people with the most The pretty, pretty folks the west coast folks Yeah here's one for the coast and the people with the most The pretty, pretty folks the west coast folks And here we go again, it's never gonna end We're all so sick of California songs Yeah we know you love L.A. there's nothing left to say Please no more California songs And fuck New York too Yeah your heaven is a lie Just more shit that I don't buy Well they're headin' for the coast They're movin' out in droves Sendin' back reports on the radio The message is the same It's getting pretty lame California dreamin's on the radio And here we go again it's never gonna end We're all so sick of California songs Yeah we know you love L.A. there's nothing left to say Please no more California songs And here we go again it's never gonna end We're all so sick of California songs Yeah we know you love L.A. but there's nothing left to say Please no more California songs And fuck New York too Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright Here's one for the coast, yeah And here we go again it's never gonna end We're all so sick of California songs Yeah we know you love L.A. there's nothing left to say Please no more California songs And here we go again it's never gonna end We're all so sick of California songs Yeah we know you love L.A. there's nothing left to say Please no more California songs, please no more California songs Please no more California songs, please no more California songs Please no more California songs and fuck New York too |
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| 4. |
| 5:25 |
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You're sidetracked with nothing to show
You're friends with people that you don't even know You're stuck in places that you would never go If you could choose You're on a level that you've never sunk to You're in a middle that there's no getting through You're over and you'll be thirty-two You were born to lose It's chemical Logical Left foot, right foot You got it Walk away and fast Turn around and leave them behind You're on your fifth drink with no buzz in sight And that asshole hasn't shut up all night You wanna tell yourself that you'll be alright But who would you fool? |
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| 5. |
| 2:13 |
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The zoso no show
The tin and the yang The stepped up nose blow The cheap easy band They're pimping you out Fall out of line They'll take you up from the tower They'll turn on the juice, boy And then they'll turn on the power Yeah, they're pimping you out They're pimping you out |
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| 6. |
| 4:20 |
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I think of P.J. Soles
And wonder where you are I'll never see you anymore Where do you think they go? All the fallen stars Heaven doesn't know you like I do See you bleed through The gauzy haze I sink into I think of you like P.J. Soles I was your biggest fan You seemed to understand They'll never see you like I do I guess it's like they said That it was all just built up in my head But you're still so real to me I'm fine this time To me it makes no never mind But you know I keep you close Yearbook it took Just one thousand tear stained looks I think of you like P.J. Soles And if I do think of you It's only in the darkest place inside of me You should know I think of you like P.J. Soles, P.J. Soles I'm fine this time To me it makes no never mind Yearbook it took Just one thousand tear stained looks See you bleed through The gauzy haze I sink into Phone call, fuck all You're just one part of my free fall This part of me will never close And if I do think of you It's only in the darkest place inside of me You should know I think of you like P.J. Soles P.J. Soles, P.J. Soles P.J. Soles, P.J. Soles |
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| 7. |
| 3:46 |
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Take anything you want, but leave everything you need.
But you better take heed, you won't get to see me bleed. I can always change, but you'll always be the same. It's such a crying shame, But someone should take the blame. An if you go home with another tough guy, I don't want to hear you cry, how you can look him in the eye. An if you go home with another tough guy, I don't want to hear you cry, theres no more of you and I If you wanna live, if you wanna live, if you wanna live i can help you out with that If you wanna live, if you wanna live, if you wanna live i can help you out with that i know i'm being mean and i know i'm playing rough and i know you've had it tough, but i think i've had enough i was unaware of you ever playing fair, and i really dont care how's the weatrher down there An if you go home with another tough guy, I don't want to hear you cry, how you can look him in the eye. An if you go home with another tough guy, I don't want to hear you cry, theres no more of you and I If you wanna live, if you wanna live, if you wanna live i can help you out with that If you wanna live, if you wanna live, if you wanna live i can help you out with that If you wanna live, if you wanna live, if you wanna live i can help you out with that If you wanna live, if you wanna live, if you wanna live i can help you out with that and if you go home with another tough guy, another tough guy who's just a little too high and if you go home with another tough guy, i dont wanna hear you cry there's no more of you and i. i'm up in the air, how's the weather down there? i dont want to play fair, and i really dont care i'm up in the air, how's the weather downt here i really dont care, i really dont care If you wanna live, if you wanna live, if you wanna live i can help you out with that(repeat till end) |
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| 8. |
| 10:14 |
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Eight hours to get to heaven hill
Head down, due south, past Louisville Dont stop until the bourbon still Parker says we can drink our fill Eight hours to get to heaven hill Eight hours Just leave me where I'm found And put my bones in the ground Oh yeah, well, it's a buffalo trace Fan out and dont give up on the chase She will make her mark on my face The Blue Grass Parkway is my favorite place Eight hours to get to heaven hill Eight hours Just leave me where I'm found And put my bones in the ground All hail, Manowar is dead Give up the ghost and put your babies to bed Oh yeah, well, you're so easily led All your money keeps your horses fed All hail, Manowar is dead Hail, hail Just leave me where I'm found And put my bones in the ground |
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| 9. |
| 2:26 |
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Heaven on the way down
Talk about a prime piece of real estate Heading all the way down Yeah, you know it's falling like an interest rate Jesus calls it even You can have your heart back no questions asked A temporary way out Yeah, heaven's on the way down Sweet relief Pulling teeth Soldiers spy a tinker, tailor, junkie, thief Holding on It won't be long Heaven's on the way down Thinking that it's over The tarnished schemes of angels Nothing like a cherub with a dirty face Figure all the angles Brother kill your brother for a parking space Jesus calls it even You can have it all back if you want Yeah, heaven's on the way down Heaven's on the way down Burn the flag Yeah-burn it black Jackie Earle Haley's comet coming back Soldier on You read me wrong Heaven's on the way down Heaven's on the way down Sweet relief Falling free I can spot a dumb, sick, junkie, thief Sweetest sound It's coming 'round Heaven's on the way down Heaven's on the way down Thinking that it's over It's over, it's over, it's over |
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| 10. |
| 3:58 |
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hey, rita
there's a statue with your face hey, rita it's in the park, baring your name i'd love to take you there but no one really cares, and who's to blame? yeah, i've been patient but, patience just another game ...and if you never stay wouldn't matter anyway it's ok hey, rita there's a statue with your face spread the word around your queen is steppin' down livin' with your mom and dad again the house built, have been sold the cars have all been towed it hasn't been this been bad since who knows when hey, rita we wanna know where you have been you don't believe it you wanna know where we were then ...and if you never stay wouldn't matter what they say it's ok there's a statue with your face hey, rita there's a statue with your face with your face ...and if you never stay wouldn't matter anyway 'cause who's to blame ...and if you never stay doesn't matter what they say hey, rita there's a statue with your face with your face HEY, RITA! ...stop |
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| 11. |
| 2:30 |
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How you gonna live at 40?
How you gonna live it down? How you gonna live at 40? Whatcha gonna tell your kids? How you gonna live at 40? How you gonna live it down? How you gonna live at 40? Whatcha gonna tell your mom? How you face yourself in the morning? How'd you do what you did? How to make the best of m o thing Whatcha gonna tell your kids? Heavy metal bakesale |
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| 12. |
| 4:54 |
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Tunnel vision is slowly setting in
Blocking out what should be letting in, letting in 11 years of seeing through alcoholic eyes Nothing here at all but lows disguised as highs Days, I don't remember now, fitting in and blacking out Falling up and spiraling down and down and then It's down again and up again I've mellowed but it's taken so much time Never needed to think that I was thin Anyway, would I wish it on you now? I'm so fucked up Lay down pacified and completely compromised Nothing left inside but memories of lies Days, I don't remember now of fitting in and falling out Falling up and spiraling down and down and then It's down again but up again I'm sorry but it doesn't matter now 11 years of seeing through alcoholic eyes Nothing here at all but lows disguised as highs Days, I don't remember now, fitting in and blacking out Falling up and spiraling down and down and then It's down again but up again I've mellowed but it's taken so much time So much time, so much time, so much time So much time, so much time, so much time So much time, so much time |
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| 13. |
| 7:38 |
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Oh, no, no-everything must go
Lost our lease to the liquor store We'll be back to fight another day Yeah, uh-huh-that's what they all say Going out of style in a paper bag Sniffing chloroform out of burning flags Going down in flames and it feels okay Yeah, uh-huh-that's what they all say Yeah, yeah, yeah it's a pleasure to burn I keep fucking up and I never learn It's alright, it's okay-we're gonna beat 'em anyway Yeah, uh-huh-that's what they all say Yeah, uh-huh-that's what they all say Take it easy Take it easy You won't like me when I'm angry Mashed potatoes Nice and easy It didn't have to be this way but That's what they all say The devil's in the details The devil's in the details Sucking on the third rail I said the devil's in the details It's alright, it's okay-we're gonna beat 'em anyway Yeah, uh-huh-that's what they all say Yeah, uh-huh-that's what they all say I want to go down in flames I want the guilty to hang The Empire falls It's a pleasure to burn A pleasure to burn The conquering worm Yeah, uh-huh That's what they all say... |
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| 3:05 |
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