1. |
Outmigration
03:19
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I won't give up on you
Not now, not ever
I won't give up on truth
Not now not ever
So lets get away from here
Right now, forever
Lets get up out of this
Right now, forever
Leaving all your friends up in North Dakota
Where the land is flat, the air is colder
Telling everyone "it's been nice to know you"
The thought is making you sick
The gov has tried his best He tried his best
But still we'll leave just like the rest
Leaving all your friends up in North Dakota
Where the land is flat, the air is colder
Telling everyone "it's been nice to know you"
The thought is making you sick
Got the wanderlust want to see the nation
Packing up your bags, its outmigration
Sacrifice it all for the dream your chasing
The thought was making ya sick
Caught me just at the right time baby,
Not a second too soon
You caught me just at the right time honey
Must be your lucky day
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2. |
Someone's Girl
02:45
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There is something in your strut
there is a gleam in your eye, in your eye
you left me with no choice
I had to leave the boys and come on by. Come on by
Are you someone’s girl tonight
Well you are now
do you need someone to dance
well you got one
Taking your hand as I’m walking down Kirkwood,
Remember what it’s like how it is to feel good
Are you someone’s girl tonight
Well you are now
There ain't no one up front
just like every other show in this town,
other kids they love the dudes
making dollars cover tunes but not you
you can be a girl
i can be a boy
we can be a team
you can make me laugh
I can make you smile
we can make a scene
I put a sign up on the side of the road
saying 'everybody's talking but don't nobody know'
Put a sign on the front of my face,
saying 'everybody eat but don't nobody taste'
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3. |
The Blasted Maltese
03:00
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Eight and eight and eight is twenty-four
Wait and wait and wait that’s all we know
Are we always waiting? Are we always waiting?
Work TV and sleep they're lame as
Well it is I'm sure that you concur
Are we Always stationed, are we always stationed?
The truth don't come out from your inside
I’m telling you it fell down on me tonight
Tell me how the lightning was born
Show me where the baby came from
Tell me how I need it, but I just don't want it now
Fly the flag of red and black and white
Let it go so high as to divide
Are we separated, are we separated?
Tell me who’s the one that sold out,
Tell me who's the one that gave up
Tell me who's the one that burned up
Was it me or was it you?
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4. |
Made It Alive
03:40
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At least we made it alive
And don't they all look surprised
They called us as good as gone
Just cause you want it doesn't mean you need it
You act like you saw a ghost
You swear you didn't do it
But you swear all of the time
Just cause you want it doesn't mean you need it
Just cause you want it doesn't mean you need it
Just cause you say it doesn't prove that you mean it
Just cause you think it doesn't make it the truth
In the city there's a demon and he gave me your name
And he told me how to spot you by the things that you say "How are we? How are we?"
You’re never getting the chance
To double cross me again
For we are well past the end
Just cause you want it doesn't mean that you need it
I know what evil can do; I see what it's done to you
You can have your half-truth
Just cause you want it doesn't mean you need it
Just cause you say it doesn't prove that you mean it
Just cause you think it doesn't make it the truth
In the city there's a demon and he gave me your name
And he told me how to spot you by the things that you say "How are we? How are we?"
You know if I’m still alive, something went horribly awry,
In the city there's a demon and he gave me your name
And he told me how to spot you by the things that you say "How are we? How are we?"
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5. |
Amberly
02:52
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Under the stars
Out by the lake
Forget the passing cars
They're too far away
We had a drink or three
And waited for the kids to leave
I think I heard them go
Now it's just you and me
Amberly, you know you make me believe
that maybe I was more than damaged goods
You made me smile more than I thought I could
Over at a friend's
We were getting bored
We went across the street
Found ourselves a cure
I had a dream to chase
And it took me out of town
But I know where you can stay
When you make your way down
Amberly, you know you make me believe
that maybe I was more than damaged goods
You made me smile more than I thought I could
Amberly, you know you make me believe
That maybe my life ain't over just yet
That I am more than someone's ex
I need a little release
I need a bit of relief
I need someone who believes
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6. |
It's Wrong
03:48
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You've had your way
Since the day you was born
I ain't sad to say
It's that way no more
'Cause it's wrong
And it's gone on way to long
So you tell me baby that there's nothing wrong
I don't buy it for a minute; don’t buy it for a minute
And you say hey lover there ain't nothing going on
Don't buy it for a minute; don’t buy it for a minute
By all accounts
She was a catch
But there's one problem
That our complaints don't match
All the best to you and yours
All the rest to the rest of the world
All the best to you and yours
All the rest to the rest of the world
And it's wrong
It's gone on way to long
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7. |
911 or 812
02:52
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You ain’t that bad, you ain’t that bad
I see no blood on your hands
You ain’t that bad
I ain’t no good
Don’t do what I should
I prove it to you
You’ve got to take my word for it
911 or 812
Call emergency or I can call you
Give it away all that you hate
What has it done for you anyway?
The black and the white
(You don’t see no halo on me)
The left from the right
(You don’t see me hangin from a tree)
Who is to say?
(I prove it to ya yeah I prove it too ya)
What’s dark and what’s light?
(but I can't say)
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8. |
Rocket Science
05:35
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There's nothing in the dark son
I searched all around
There is nothing in the light
Not a cent to be found
And when you look you'll know
Why I told you so
I never believed what the old people say
Until I got old then I saw it their way
And when you do you too
Will find these things to be true
Love it ain't rocket science
No it's much harder than that
So don't tell me that you love me
When you don't know what it means
You can't say what's dirty
When you've always been clean
What else can we have here?
Where else can we go?
Is there something besides love
That we can strive for?
You know the answer's no
It's always no
So pull on them boots sons
And trod out once more
And pray there's some life left
In that old war horse
You know the fight ain't done
Until the fight is won
Now we're raising the dead
And you expect the worst
And now I’ll swear it on your best friends head
That I will be the first
Can you feel it fall all around you now
Now we're raising the dead
There is no way out
And I'm never gonna feel this way again
And we're never gonna see this day again
No we're never gonna feel this way again
And we're never gonna see this day again
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9. |
White Lies
03:29
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Seen a picket line changed your mind
Watched a bumper sticker saved a life
If it ain’t easy, it ain't good
Life is simple when you’re on my side
God is mostly just a place to hide
And friends are friends forever
White lies
Don’t shoot until you see the whites of their lies
Save face what’s a little fib between friends
Knowledge and college are synonymous
Teachers and preachers they are safe to trust
Work hard and you'll succeed
When casting vision think of safety first
It’s always best to assume the worst
And it's important to listen to the old folks
White lies
Don’t shoot until you see the whites of their lies
Save face what’s a little fib between friends
You want to tell a tale, whisper it in my ear
Come on tell me a white lie
You got a secret sonny, shout it right over here
Come on tell me a white lie
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10. |
Cadillac
02:33
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Cadillac spending money
that’s the price to call ya honey
You’re the wife and you’re the trophy
Come on and tell me that is boring
Hey baby that's as good as it gets
And I hate to be the one to burst your bubble
That’s what happens when peak at eighteen
All you've got left is toil and trouble
At the prom you were the queen
now you see what it means
To be a figure, to be a head
to watch the clock until king is dead
When you list your heart on an auction site
Don’t be surprised when you can’t sleep at night
When you lease your heart on the Internet
Don’t be shocked at with price you get
You got your ring finger and it’s up for rent
But all you need is that gentleman
Well it’s sad to say it’s sad but true
But there ain’t no gentlemen coming after you
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11. |
Hate It Real Bad
03:18
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I hate fall out boys
hate ‘em I hate ‘em
I hate all they do
I hate ‘em I hate ‘em real bad
I hate ‘em real bad
I hate Hawthorne highs
Hate ‘em I hate ‘em
It’s the same damn thing
Hate ‘em I hate ‘em real bad
I don’t care if it's wrong or right
I’m doin just what I feel tonight
I don’t care if it wrong or right
I’m doin just what I feel tonight
Relative, compared to all my friends
I am like a saint or something
I hate work and school
Hate ‘em I hate ‘em
I hate all I do
Hate it I hate real bad
I Hate it real bad
I hate monday too
Hate it I hate it
I hate the power of you
Hate it I hate it real bad
Tell me if you’re wanted
Tell me if you’re needed
Baby if you’re starving
You can’t keep it a secret
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12. |
The Shakes
03:00
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I've got the lightning
I got electrical shorts in my blood
Buy me a jacket, buy me a nice and white jacket
To hold down my arms to my sides
And I says doc
Give it to me straight
He says, "Son I'm afraid"
You've got the rock and roll shakes
It's the shakes
Right over my chest
Line up a stethoscope
You'll hear a sound like a tom tom roll
Show me the ink
Give me a Rorschach test
It looks exactly like Pete Townshend
And I don't need no medication
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