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Brightest Star
03:50
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tell me what the reason is
u can't sleep alone in ur bed at night
u keep seeing things that I was thinking
would happen when u turn out ur light
is it getting lonely is the cold creeping in
I bet it is
hang me out n stone me, put me on the cross
let the games begin
u keep waiting for someone to come along and save u
I'm just waiting for the day when I can finally pay up all my dues
pull on ur boots
and wipe off that long long face
what were u thinking the show must go on
its got 2 b a bitter taste
r u making money, is it gettin funny
I bet it is
hang me out n stone me, put me on the cross
let the games begin
u keep waiting for someone 2 come along n save u
I'm just waiting for the day when I can finally pay up all my dues
don't get up, I got this one
u can stay right where u are
while u were on the phone the world turned around
and now ur not the brightest star
oh ur not the brightest star
oh I wonder who u are
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2. |
Whaling City Blues
03:42
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the others were talking, they said they're gonna lock u up
disassemble ur parts and sell u, now the wouldn't b right
I know baby that my talk is cheap
but I can't help it when u look that sweet
so get on the next moving object that brings u back 2 me
sittin on the couch groggy from sleeping till noon
called up Jon but he's never around, I could go back to bed
and dream something new
I gotta move
dream something new
I gotta move
I feel sick, paper thin
I been losing so long I don't know how 2 win
I grew up right, now I stumble along
I try 2 do good but it ends up wrong
I woke up this morning with an aching head
and my shoes were still on
and I caught the odor of something that was dead
my girls alright, she loves me fine
she's got a pretty face and its all mine
but I'm not the kind of man that can b satisfied
can't be satisfied...
dream something new
I gotta move
dream something new
I gotta move
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3. |
OuterSpace Dreamer
06:45
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hang around with ghosts
and u might get the spirit
u might start 2 hear it
nevermind all the broken doors
or the car that won't start that sits in ur yard
ive made my peace with all the pain
tho it stays in frame
each time they call my name
the time, the trip, the take
it all seems forgotten now
we swim, we shine, we fly
fly up 2 the stars
outer space dreamer, your head in the clouds
ur feet off the ground
send us a signal
my frequencies low, just so u know
there is so much space between us
son have u seen us
were spinning around
don't let us down
face the west, face the west and turn around
ur back now, back in that morning light
and the dream u had, the one u couldn't stop
I know the devils that u keep, u keep locked in that box
it might b a week, a month, a day
it might b a year
the things, u say, in the night
when ur heads not clear
outer space dreamer, your head in the clouds
ur feet off the ground
send us a signal
my frequencies low, just so u know
there is so much space between us
son have u seen us
were spinning around
don't let us down
don't let us down
don't let us down
don't let us down
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4. |
White Cocaine
04:41
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I met a gypsy woman and she took me to the back of the bar
she had a devil in her eye and a body that was built like a car
she had black shoes, black pants, black hair, black shirt
she had that white cocaine
the only kind I know
white cocaine
the only kind I blow
crusin cross the black top I could feel the heat coming down
aint no good hearted woman ever kept my feet on the ground
im gonna find a piece of country cuz I know ill turn that water 2 wine
ill change my name ill change my number, ill these whole world behind
for white cocaine
the only kind I know
white cocaine
the only kind I blow
Jerrys in the backseat listen 2 the rock n roll station
I got my bag full of grass and a trunk full of cold libation
can't forget ur numbers u gotta make the show on time
if they didn't say it was so good for u than it wouldn't b a crime
white cocaine
the only kind I know
white cocaine
the only kind I blow
its all in my brain
its driving me insane
baby can I have just one more bump
white cocaine
the only kind I know
white cocaine
the only kind I blow
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N8 Easton, Massachusetts
song-writer, writer, writer of songs, music lover, beat tapper, art is cool
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