1. |
Open Wide
02:48
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Spending all my money, that’s alright
Take up all my time now, I don’t mind
But you can’t get what you wanted every time
You can’t get what you wanted every time
Take care of my chillum, all night
Taking shots of liquor, feels alright
I’ll try to get you what you want this time
Trying to get you what you want this time
Giving you my time now, open wide
Doors that need a-closing, shut them tight
I’ll get yours if baby you’ll get mine
I got yours and baby you’ll get mine
I’ll try to get you what you want this time
I’ll get yours and baby you’ll get mine
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2. |
Fly Away
04:50
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sometimes, i can't help myself
i drink tequila with no one else
and it's so hard, to be alone
got nobody, but my Patron
and i will...
fly, fly away
tell the world, "some other day"
i'm gonna...
fly, fly away
yo, fuck tomorrow
it's so far away
i tried a lie
i'm high
i smile so wide,
until the morning
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Moscow on a winter’s night
Snow falling on the city lights
So I can’t see you right
Been stranded out here too long
Strung wood got me singing this song
Keep this feeling going strong
Knock knock knock knock knock on wood
Learn the past ‘cause I know I should
Took a ride and things were good
Set afire because it’s wood
Out driving in your car
Louder songs couldn’t get too far
I want to stay here very long
Knock knock knock knock knock on wood
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GODDAMN GOVERNMENT I DON'T WANT TO PAY MY RENT
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5. |
Goodmorning Moonshine
02:41
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I woke up in the morning
The sun was hung up high
Shining bright, ‘till the moon’s first light
This river’s running dry
But once that moon had come up
And the sun sunk to the earth
Well the white light from the moon shine
It lifts up from the dirt
While the mountains are a rolling
Way up and in the hills
I’m singing “good morning moon shine,
It’s pouring from the stills
And they’re still”
Bourbon whiskey’s dandy
Beers would be just fine
But nothing makes a morning quite
Like the warmth from the moonshine
Just running through the forest
Crossing that county line
I know sometimes it’s hard to find
But I think I’ll do just fine
While the mountains are a rolling
Way up and in the hills
I’m singing “good morning moonshine
It’s pouring from the stills.
And they’re still.”
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6. |
Oh No!
01:09
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There’s pills to swallow it’s 4 A.M.
I’ve got almighty problems that i can’t defend
oh no, oh no, oh yeah
there’s a dead black woman lying in my bed
i can’t think straight so i drink instead
oh no, oh no, oh yeah
it’s 5 in the morning and i’m in my car
going 90 miles an hour on the cold black tar
oh no, oh no, oh yeah
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7. |
Bombs Away
03:09
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wimoweh
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8. |
There's A Ghost
04:06
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Well hey baby there’s a ghost
Living in my head
Baby there’s a ghost
Sleeping in my bed
Try to take my space away
Put me in my place today
They take all of my time away
Fucking with my mind today (again? Not really sure what I say)
Baby turn off the light
Maybe what would we find?
Baby turn off the light
Ghostly shining so bright
Ghostly shining so bright
Got a rose in my hand
Gotta go, waiting for my man
Gonna hit this rose
Gonna drink some beers
Gonna smoke my dope
Ain’t gonna have no fears
Gonna find me a way to get outta here
Gonna fly so high and through the atmosphere
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9. |
Nah Man
02:35
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nah man, i ain’t sleeping
i’m just a resting my tired eyes
nah man, i ain’t sleeping
just a waiting for the sun to rise
just a resting my eyes until the sun shine
just wasting my time until the moon light
i took a walk
way out past the fault line
try to ease my tired mind
try to make the most of my time
just a resting my eyes until the sun shine
just wasting my time until the moon light
i’m a sailor on a wooden ship
i close my eyes and i’ll start the trip
got you walking in a straight straight line
until the day when you see the sign
you’re just resting your eyes until the sun shine
just a wasting my time until the moon li-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i--i-i-i-i-i--i-i-i-ght!!!!!
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10. |
Jeremiah Says
03:25
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Jeremiah says we gotta go
Gotta go to that place down mexico
Gonna take it over, gotta take control
Gonna take it over, gotta get up and go
And go
Time and time and time again
Time and time I’ll wake up again
Time and time and time again
I’ll blackout again
jerimiah take my take my time away
i’m here tomorrow but i’m gone today
i can’t stay in this place cause it hurts my head
it’s just like time and time and time again
i black out
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11. |
Travelin'
10:25
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we came up from lousianna
robbed banks with black bandanas
lots of money lots of fun,
burned it all and now i'm done,
and now I'm done
we landed in pennsylvania
that 44 was still on ya
guns a blazing people died,
my momma she just cried
momma please don't cry
i'm gonna keep on traveling
on until i'm free
so if i keep on traveling
will you travel on with me
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