1. |
Talk About You
03:36
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Are you listening to me?
Are you waiting for another turn to speak?
A lot of words are flying outta your mouth,
But you can save them for my empty seat,
I need a break from wasting my attention,
Let's pump the breaks on this conversation,
A little ego inside your head,
Is going off about a thing they said,
But you would never admit you're wrong,
Even on a lie detector test,
If pointing fingers for you is a sensation,
Then you should point them at your reflection,
You wanna talk talk talk about you?
well then let's talk talk talk about you,
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2. |
Electrocution Twist
03:29
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I've been strutting what I've got up on a tightrope,
A power line but I've been doin alright though,
From the bottom of my feet I felt electric,
Now it's starting to kick in and make my head twitch,
Well I don't wanna stop,
In case I forgot,
Come and pick me up,
Cuz I need a shock to my dome,
Oh no,
I'm feeling like a million electrons,
With the shiver and a shake that I take on,
A couple fingers in the socket and a handshake,
Now it's coming down around me like an earthquake,
Well I don't wanna stop,
In case I forgot,
Come and pick me up,
Cuz I need a shock to my dome,
Oh no,
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3. |
Cherry
03:49
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Hey cherry I could use a little of your chit-chat,
Just a minute of your time is all I'm asking,
Do you wake up wit that ice cold stare,
Are you as sweet as you are so rare?
And cherry I could use a little of your sweet talk,
My heart is beating to the rhythm of your street walk,
It's such a treat when you trick me into thinking,
I've got a chance but you only leave me dreaming,
You only leave me dreaming, oh
you only leave me dreaming,
you only leave me dreaming, oh
Hey cherry I could use a little of your sweet talk,
My heart is beating to the rhythm of your street walk,
It's such a treat when you trick me into thinking,
I've got a chance but you only leave me dreaming,
You only leave me dreaming, oh
you only leave me dreaming,
you only leave me dreaming, oh
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4. |
Velvet Cowboy
03:41
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Kicking out a jam past ten,
Next to a kid taking hits of a pen,
I don't mean to offend but you sound so quiet,
A little outta tune but in time for a riot I'm,
A velvet cowboy gimme some love,
I'm a rough ridin' kind but I'm smooth to the touch,
To me it's such a bore when they softly sing,
I'm only showing up to let the feedback ring,
So let the feedback ring,
let the feedback ring,
let the feedback ring,
let the feedback ring,
A night out at the punk rock opera,
commandeer a scene 'til the cops come stop us,
I don't see a thing by the time I scream,
Like television static on your TV screen,
Someone's hangin down from the ceiling screaming out words cuz he can't really sing,
If your giving me a basement I'm goin full send,
And you can bet your sweet ass I'll let the feedback ring,
I'll let the feedback ring,
let the feedback ring,
let the feedback ring,
let the feedback ring,
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5. |
Let it Ride
03:23
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Wave goodbye,
to the rosy that you ring around,
you're a day or two behind for a good ol' time,
so take it easy for a little while,
Let it ride,
I've been callin out all damn night you've got me,
up at five o'clock in the morning,
She's the one,
A little loner and a rebel child,
In a hold up for affection with a loaded gun,
her steady draws got me doubled down,
Let it ride,
I've been callin out all damn night it's got me,
Up at five o'clock in the morning,
Let it ride,
I've been callin out all damn night it's got me,
Up at five o'clock in the morning,
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6. |
Nights Like These
05:26
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West side,
Smoothing out my stride the air is cool but it sure is strange,
Inside,
I'm about to go insane,
The wind blows,
Like the city's ghost she such a friend when I'm alone,
Lets a lone cold whistle out and it goes,
Back beat,
Macabre melody spinning out its silky single thread,
Sharp teeth,
Sink in deep to words you said,
Cold feet,
What you worried for? you know it's only ever in your head,
Like bat wings,
Flying overhead,
Late night,
When I walk on by I'm swimming in a state of heavy flow,
In the street lights,
And the hours long a glow,
Stiff drinks,
And peculiar dreams when you would visit me on nights like these,
Would leave me,
If I had someone's hand to squeeze,
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7. |
Good Fuckin' Time
04:34
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Putting on a happy face,
Living in the sunken place,
Singing some old tune and feeling great,
Can't you see I'm doing fine?
Having a fantastic time,
Before you ask again if I'm okay,
Well ain't you so meticulous,
Ain't you so mysterious,
You wonder why you never see your friends,
Well life'll kick you in the nuts,
and when you try to get back up,
it doubles back to kick you once again,
La, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la
On the road in some old van,
I left a part of who I am,
The better half of me that doesn't think,
Now I'm yin without the yang,
A hand-grenade without the bang,
God forbid I go and see a shrink,
Well ain't you so meticulous,
Ain't you so mysterious,
You wonder why you never see your friends,
Well life'll kick you in the nuts,
and when you try to get back up,
it doubles back to kick you once again,
La, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la
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