1. |
Straight Outta Dodge
03:07
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I got straight outta Dodge,
I'm not collecting moss
& a gold car almost ran me over
The Gold Car is God
Got me straight outta Dodge,
Got me straight outta Dodge
I'm getting right out,
Standing on my front lawn
I don't know what all this noise is about
There's so much in this town
& it's really been bringing me down,
Yea, it's really bringing me down
It's really bringing me down
I got straight outta Dodge,
I'm not collecting moss
& a gold car almost ran me over
The Gold Car is God
Got me straight outta Dodge,
Got me straight outta Dodge
& a gold car almost ran me over
Yea, a gold car almost ran me over
& a gold car almost ran me over
No Gold Car could run me over
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2. |
Me and The Morning
03:19
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When I'm like this,
Whenever I'm like this
It's just me, and
Me in the morning
That ain't a real man,
He's an imposter
He ate the buildings,
He ate the water
That you slip and slide,
To find out what you can find
You don't like it,
Whenever I'm like this
It's just me, and
Me in the morning
That ain't a real man,
He's not accosted
He might give you
A real easy time
He ain't like this
Remember I'm like this
It might've costed you a
Easy time
But now yr gonna slip and slide,
To find out what you can find
Make yr way down back on home,
Stay away from Cannery Row
(That's my home!)
When I'm like this,
Remember I'm like this
It's just me, and
Me and the morning
When I'm like this,
Just remember I'm like this
Keep it between me,
Me and the morning
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3. |
Pretty Sweet
04:18
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You say it's gonna be sweet, but it's not
You say it's gonna be sweet, but it's not
This is everything that I've got,
It may not be so sweet
Honey, in your eyes it melts
& drizzles down your cheek
And I see you walk away
& You say it will get better any day
You say it's gonna be sweet, but it's not
You say it's gonna be sweet, but it's not
When I'm looking out the window
At the world passing by,
I can't help but think of you
Standing there in your new shoes,
Made of sugar, made of cane,
Made of sunshine on your face,
Arab coffee when it rains,
Everything that now feels strange
& it's icing on the cake
When you look to me and sing,
Happy Birthday
You say it's gonna be sweet, but it's not
You say it's gonna be sweet, but it's not
It's all tangled in itself,
When I see you I see myself
It takes everything that I've got
To watch you walk away
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4. |
Trout! Fishing!
03:11
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I'm aware you are out fishing
A little robin digging up dirt
I know you see me as efficient,
When there's rain in my life you'll come pulling up worms
You're gonna screw yourself over,
If you don't believe in something or other, because
You've got another thing coming
Like a train rolling 'round the bend
Maybe you have been out fishing
Looking for a sucker with something to lose,
Going back home with your hook all chewed
You'd be lucky if the stars even shine for you
You're gonna screw yourself over,
If you don't believe in something or other, because
You've got another thing coming your way
Like a train rolling 'round the bend
Like the weather ever-changing,
You're changing and changing for everyone
And maybe they're not out fishing
But don't you think that they're gonna catch on?
You're gonna screw yourself over, and over
If you don't believe in something or other, because
You've got another thing coming your way
Like a train rolling 'round the bend
You'd be lucky if the stars even shine for you
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5. |
Cup of Ashes
02:59
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Lonely,
What did you do?
You broke the groove,
Now I'm two stepping away from you
Down in the woods
I'm all alone
The owl is calling me home
If it keeps snowing,
It'll cover us both
Cup of ashes in my hand,
Cup of ashes in my hand
Down in the woods
I'm on my back,
The ice is starting to crack
If it keeps snowing we might not make it back
Cup of ashes in my hand,
Cup of ashes in my hand,
Cup of ashes in my hand,
Cup of ashes in my hand
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'Til sundaytime,
I’ll be waiting here
There’s a cabin in the woods
With foliage on its side,
I’m putting pictures up
Deciding where you fit
Into all these empty spaces
But nothing new comes around,
You put up a picture of us,
Paint a killer on my soul
And rip me off the wall
For a congregation of strangers
Who couldn't understand
Speculating who I might've been
Monday comes around,
suddenly I found
On Tuesday I'll drown
If i don't find my way out,
Paint a killer on my soul
While i slip away
and make the sudden changes
That i need to make
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I don't know how long I'll be gone,
Window down, driving into town
There's an unusually warm wind blowing
& it's growing on me like a flower
If I take the higher road
I'll probably end up in a ditch
Standing with my thumb out
Tryna hitch a ride with you
I don't wanna feel separated now,
but I'm getting outta here & onto somewhere GOOD
I don't wanna feel separated now,
but I'm getting outta here & onto somewhere CLEAR
When you tell me you love me,
It's hard to see what you're seeing in me
Sometimes I just feel like fuzzy dice
Hanging up in your pickup truck
I don't wanna feel separated now,
but I'm getting outta here & onto somewhere MAJOR
I don't wanna feel separated now,
but I'm getting outta here & onto somewhere BIG
There's a day, there's a big big day
I'm getting outta here & onto somewhere FUNNY
There's a day, there's a big big day
I'm getting outta here & onto somewhere STRANGE
There's a day, there's a big big day
I'm getting outta here & onto somewhere PRETTY
There's a day, there's a big big day
I'm getting outta here & onto somewhere FINE
There's a day, and I hope we get there
Standing there with yr hair untied
Laugh at me, said "I'm on your side!"
There's a day and I hope we get there
We're falling out, and you just don't care
There's a day for us, if you stay right here
Keep yr seatbelt on, ride by my side
There's a big, big day !
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A picture of you in the hallway of my head
Makes it hard to live around here
There's a dark horse ever since you disappeared
I should ride away on that
I'll drive the reins all the way down to the water
& watch the foam rise from the sea
A bright vacancy sign on the bed we used to stay in
Makes it hard to sleep at night
There's a black dog ever since you left
& it's chewing at my leg
I wanna walk it down to Rue Morgue Avenue
& leave it tied up to a post
I wish I could forget you
But then I know I wouldn't remember
All the good nights that we had together
Staying up & drinkin' wine !
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Spirit Josh Toronto, Ontario
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