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Can You Forgive Me?
04:30
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They're All About You
03:27
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They’re All About You
Walking down the high street and I run into you.
You take the low road; So, what else is new?
You ask a favor; Could I write a song about you?
Don’t you realize? They’re all about you.
They’re all about you
I need a new muse, free from sins of omission
I’ll sing her love songs and you won’t get to listen.
I’ll change the lyrics, obscure a place name or two,
So she won’t realize, they’re all about you.
They’re all about you
I can’t say I’ve been thinking about you all along,
So, I’ll just play and hide my feelings in my song.
And it’s ok, if she is only playing along
I just pray that I can right all my wrongs.
They’re all about you
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3. |
Straight to Hell
03:57
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The LA River’s a concrete scar
It only flows in flood
Hollywood’s just a boulevard
And Del Rey runs with blood.
Sunset strip shuts down at dawn
Then the homeless their place
Like the hopeful who don’t yet know
They’re tomorrow’s forgotten face
Show me
Won’t you show me
What it means to me
Dreams crash on these gilded shores
And the promises all break
This towns sells lies to all the masses
Only gold stars for the great
Show me
Won’t you show me
What it means to me
You can smell the orange groves
they paved to make these movie lots
And taste the tears of all the kids
that come out west to show the movies
what they got.
Watching sunset going down
On those who’ve paid the cost
Only some will get a spin
And everyone else is lost
The angel’s shore has always called
To where the ocean never rests
This town devours what it wants
then it spits out all the rest.
Show me
Won’t you show me
What it means to me
You can smell the orange groves
they paved to make these movie lots
And taste the tears of all the kids
that come out west to show the movies
what they got.
Show me
Won’t you show me
What it means to me
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5. |
Watch Me Bleed
03:26
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Watch Me Bleed
There was a time when you were always on my side
You weren’t so terrified by the likes of me.
Now that I’ve lost my mind; now that I’m crippled up inside.
Can’t you just open me up and watch me bleed.
Open me up and watch me bleed
Take your time, as much as you need.
Open me up but don’t ever say that you believed in me.
I tried. I tried to be a better man most of the time.
But I always disappoint you and me.
Not that I hate my crimes now that I’m running far behind.
Won’t you just open me up and watch me bleed
Open me up and watch me bleed
Take your time, as much as you need.
Open me up but don’t ever say that you believed in me.
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6. |
Uncle Feastus' Grease
01:05
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Uncle Festus, give me what I need
Uncle Festus, be my relief
Uncle Festus, save me a piece.
Give me your grease.
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7. |
And Rescue Me
02:07
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And Rescue Me
I’m feeling drunk but hungover
Since you left me here in Dover
You took my keys and my ride
Left me a slice of pride
You said I never loved you
And I can’t say if I tried
Won’t someone rescue me from myself this time
I’ve gone over-board again, running low on peace of mind
Come back for me
Don’t believe what your lying eyes see
And rescue me
I’m getting old and so much colder
A Gallic chill from your shoulder
Our only chance to survive
Is tragically far behind
I’ll take the last boat to Calais
Feeling numb and maligned
Won’t someone rescue me from myself this time
I’ve gone over-board again, running low on peace of mind.
Come back for me
Don’t believe what your lying eyes see
And rescue me
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8. |
I Got Hope
03:54
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9. |
Lost and Found
03:00
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(And I Say) I Think it’s Okay
You can see whatever you need
To make believe that everything seems
Like a dream and atoned.
And I say, “I think it’s okay” but I don’t.
Then you say, that you’ll stay but we both know that you won’t.
I’m naïve whenever you boast,
That you can’t conceive how you made the most,
Of my sick leave that you owned.
And I say, “I think it’s okay” but I don’t.
Then you say, that you’ll stay but we both know that you won’t.
Tell me what I need to know.
Try the truth even as you forgo,
Accuracy and facts that will kill me.
I’m skeptical of your story; you thrill me
But that doesn’t mean that I don’t want to hear anymore.
And I say, “I think it’s okay” but I don’t.
Then you say, that you’ll stay but we both know that you won’t.
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11. |
Take Down Ol’ Glory
02:48
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Take down ol’ glory and tell me a story
Tell the truth or a lie I don’t care.
Cause we once was a land of honest men
But now I can’t breathe the air.
Take down ol’ glory,
Till truth is mandatory.
Take it down and then take a knee.
The rich man divides us, we’ll join or we’ll die thus
And tell them don’t tread on me.
He’s crazy for power, got his name on a tower.
And he’s madder than King George III
He lies through his teeth every time that he speaks
Fox News hangs on his every word.
Take down ol’ glory,
Till truth is mandatory.
Take it down and then take a knee.
The rich man divides us, we’ll join or we’ll die thus
And tell them don’t tread on me.
This is supposed to be the land of the free.
Goddamn it, I cannot breathe.
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12. |
I Was Wrong
02:50
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I Was Wrong
I thought that you loved me,
just because you told me that you did.
And when things got ugly,
I bought it when you said we’d start again.
I was wrong.
Damn right, I was wrong.
I was wrong along. I was wrong.
The guy who narrates my life
spins yarns of half-truths and mortal sins.
So I feast on damnation
and prime the pump to take in on the chin.
I was wrong.
I was wrong when I thought
you could show me the way there.
I assumed that you knew love was not
just a game but you’d play fair.
I was wrong.
I suppose I could’ve, should’ve
seen through all the angles of your plan.
But your ways and means and wiles
did a job on my attention span.
I was wrong.
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