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Tellin' Lies
03:59
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Oh yeah, everything is terrible when buying marijuana makes you feel like a criminal / When your new friends take a joke too literal, making you feel like the bad guy / Oh, where are we gonna go now that our twenties are over? / Oh yeah, all hope abandoned not young enough to be your companion / Not old enough to be your guide, what a cliche time to try / Oh, where are we gonna go now that our twenties are over?/ Where are we gonna go now that our twenties are over? / Everyone's asking me over and over. / The decade taken hostage by my own guilty conscience / When you gonna quit this nonsense, everyone's asking me over and over / But I don’t mind tellin’ lies. / So oh yeah, let's go to Vegas, put it all on black and get married by Elvis / If we wake up broke we’ll be fine, we’ll get rich in another lifetime. / Like tension you can cut with a knife, like a wedding ring that never fit right / Like a car alarm that won’t stop howling, a decade lost in the motions / To romance and cheap whiskey, the subtle sound of a fleeting feeling / Like four chords that don’t love you no more, in a motel room / In a sleeping bag on the floor, is it wrong to say that things can change?
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Thick as Thieves
03:15
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I held up a liquor store / Demanded top-shelf metaphors / With a sinner’s smile and open arms / Drop a line to charm the silent alarm / Heard neutral angels call the cops / They’ll be choosing sides when the fighting stops / Polizie in the cabaret / While we six kings made our getaway / Thick as thieves / On our knees / With an ocean in between / Laughter in the darkness / I heard whispers in the shadows / I was there when the wall fell down / I'll be there when the ocean rises / Building castles with cans and bottles / Drinking like they do in novels / I know they’ll get me by and by / But tonight you are my alibi / The same old sun that we all come from / Faded stars in the air that we breath, in the earth, in the sea / Thick as thieves / On our knees / With an ocean in between
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Lookers
03:37
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Lost in a picture frame, the way our bodies used to behave / The way they smiled in the moment before they permanently froze / But that was the old me and you, when we were both lookers. / Lost in a picture frame, the way my body used to behave / The way it smiled in the moment before it permanently froze / But that was the old me, I was such a looker in the old days. / You little Kerouac, always running like Dean and Sal / Always waiting on a freight train, always looking for a story to tell / But that was the old you, you were such a looker in the old days. / Yeah we were both lookers. / Sha, la, la, la Jersey girls are always total heartbreakers / Julie from the Wonder Bar I still wonder where you are / Cause I know the old you, and you know the old me. / I was certain that I’d find her, in the back of the diner / In a cloud full of nicotine, in a teenage memory / That I hold till eternity cause the future ain't coming for it. / In a 5” x 8” black and white, on the nightstand of my mind / from a time I hardly recognize.
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Midwestern States
03:27
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I hope this isn’t a burden, thanks for having us over / We could sleep on the couch, we could sleep on the floor / We will leave before you even notice we were here or even notice us at all. / Been having problems with our landlord, he said he’s taking us both to court / She got her hours slashed and my unemployments drying up fast / We both got worthless diplomas from worthless universities / Two bachelors in worthless studies but at least it made our parents happy / And cost a whole lot of money. / You said L.A. is only two days if we drive straight, Denver if we get tired / Said you didn’t mind stopping just as long as we got out of the Midwest States. / The Midwestern States. / But I know somewhere in Chicago where we can stay for a little / I hope this isn’t a burden, thanks for having us over. / Most nights we always fall asleep with something dumb on Netflix / Some nights trash reality, kids cartoons, or shitty documentaries / Not perfect but we’re good together, me you and our bad tattoos / All our stick and pokes, all our inside jokes, we’ll regret 'em when we’re dead and sober / But we’re still breathing and the party ain’t over.
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Charlie's Army
02:31
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I guess I should tell her I’m sorry, why I never showed up to the party / I got into a misunderstanding with her old boyfriend named Charlie. / Yeah, I love my Juliet, but her ex-boyfriend wants me dead / But tell your men I ain’t afraid to die. / When I first met her i fell in love and she smiled because she knew / We were day drinking in Brooklyn, it was death in the afternoon. / Boy you’re gonna be sorry / Charlie’s Army is coming for me. / Tell your men I ain't afraid to die, if loving Julie is a capital crime. / I ain’t gonna tell him I’m sorry, cause it's me and her after the party / No need for a misunderstanding cause nothing's gonna change my mind.
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House on Fire
03:37
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Waiting for your life to start then you die / Was your heart beating in the first place? / Waiting for your life to start then you die / Was your heart beating in the first place? / Lost myself in the kitchen / There's an old friend falling down the stairs / They say there's cops in the alley way / It's too late for saving us / Let it burn down / Waiting for your life to start then you die / Was your heart beating in the first place? / Waiting for your life to start then you die / Was your heart beating in the first place? / Found myself in the basement / There's smoke, there's ash over everything / This girl I know yeah she's tryin' to get high / Telling me, she's telling me, / "Let it burn out" / Yeah, does it make you nervous? / Have you fulfilled your purpose? / Yeah, does it make you nervous? / The house is on fire / Yeah, does it make you nervous? / Have you fulfilled your purpose? / Yeah, does it make you nervous? / The house is on fire, but there's beer left / I think I'll stay / Waiting for your life to start then you die / Was your heart beating in the first place? / Waiting for your life to start then you die / Was your heart beating in the first place? / We set the house on fire / and we ain't going nowhere.
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Black Mass
02:52
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I was staring through the stained glass, into the procession of a Black Mass / Oh how the subject at the altar wants their life back / The view from here to there is a lot like wilting flowers / Bored beyond repair and unfit for an altar / Strange relating with the Lamb to the Slaughter. / But hey, do you really wanna throw it away? / I’d do anything to make you stay. / We used to only take the back roads, but now we found a distance shorter / You used to call me darlin, now you prefer more formal / We used to get high and stare at the moon / And wonder how long it would take to walk to / But now that's like the distance between me and you. / But hey, do you really wanna throw it away? / I’d do anything to make you stay, for just a little bit longer.
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Boy Blue
03:20
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Took our father's name / And our mother’s heart / We felt our sisters' pain / Then it fell apart / They said one thing / Then showed us another / Is it finally true? / We’re not getting any younger? / Boy blue and the silver spoon / They found him dying in the living room / Say goodbye to the bride and groom / Send em off on a honeymoon / A Dreadful sound / Echoed through the trees / Dirty headlights / Put us all on our knees / Route 502 / We were waiting for you / But you couldn’t see / It was new year's eve / Boy blue and the silver spoon / They found him dying in the living room / Say goodbye to the bride and groom / Send em off on a honeymoon / I’ve been told / There’s no going home / No room left for you and me / No empty seats in eternity / I've been told / There's no going home / No songs left to sing / No second act to mortality / Boy blue and the silver spoon / They found him dying in the living room / Say goodbye to the bride and groom / Send em off on a honeymoon.
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We should have never thought that we could get stoned and drive around with just a half a pack of smokes / A bottle of clear eyes, an appetite, we were pillaging the Turkey Hill on Main Ave in West Side / Wouldn’t you guess the only thing we had to fear would be flashing their lights in our rear view mirror / This time they got us it's all over now, you were praying Hail Mary's for an escape route. / But thank God for your father's last name and all the connections that he’s made / To everyone you’re such a sweet church girl, but I know your secret. / Bad Catholics weren’t we darling? Always dipping out before communion started. / Another summer and another church picnic, I watch a mother run around in a panic / Chasing her kid with his orange soda mustache, while his fathers by the gambling wheel / There I saw you in the beer tent hanging with your new husband and your baby on the way / Oh it's kinda strange how it made me miss something, long lost in the both of us now. / You thanked God that I found my way and introduced me to oh what's his name / To everyone you’re such a sweet church girl, but I know your secret.
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Your Wild Years
03:54
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Long for the words with hearts and wings / Something familiar when you miss everything / You rest your head against the window pane / Feet on the dash through a steady rain. / I drove you home while you slept in the front seat / After a show at the stone pony / Watched you wake so God damn sweetly / Over the Walt Whitman bridge back to Philly / I toss and turn at 4 in the morning / Petrified of where our future is going / Cause you’re the kinda girl that deserves the world / And I’m just the kinda guy that promises the world / So I fix a drink nice and strong in the kitchen / Something quick that’ll cure my conscience / Creep back to bed and I kiss your forehead / Maybe everything is fine and it's all in my head. / A little Irish in your blood, a little polish in your name / A little Boston in your attitude, just the way you were raised. / We drove up to Massachusetts together / Your old house was just like you remembered / We stayed in your adolescent room / And rummaged through the boxes labeled former you / The souvenirs of happiness in a moment / Your wild years that you often mention / The sands of time in an hourglass / That you’re always begging for back. / I got drunk in the afternoon, with your father in the living room / As the television broke the silence, you smiled knowing I was trying / The best that I can do.
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The Bars
04:11
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Sunken eyes in strangers faces / I’ll fall asleep in the strangest places / What the hell am I doing? / Where have my friends gone? / I know I’ve been here before / But ya can not leave when you can’t find the door / Smashed my phone / Lost my wallet / Who’s this new friend of mine? / Why do some people make you nervous? / Others drive you to drink / When the bars are closing... / A nightstand memorial of past libation / A sudden fear of phone vibrations / Too hungover to sleep / Too tired to be alive / Bezos, bile and bills, / There is so much missing time to kill / I shake like an airplane on it’s way down / Why do some people make you nervous? / Others drive you to drink / When the bars are closing... / When the bars are closing... / No good’ll come / from stumbling home with the sun / No good’ll come / from stumbling home with the sun / I used to care / Now I just stare into the.. / Sunken eyes in strangers faces / I’ll fall asleep in the strangest places / What the hell am I doing? / Where have my friends gone? / Why do some people make you nervous? / Others drive you to drink / When the bars are closing... / When the bars are closing...
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After the Party
03:50
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It's the little things my mind commits to etch behind my eyelids / Like getting stoned when we wake up, coffee grounds in coffee cups / Your silhouette in high top sneakers, hardcore from laptop speakers / The classics to the more obscure, Minor Threat to your old roommate's band. / Like a kaleidoscope in vibrant hues I navigate round your tattoos / Said you got that one on a whim when you were breaking up with him / And that Matryoshka Russian doll that lines your shelf from big to small / What a way to start new to shed your skin and find the old you. / Everybody wants to get famous, but you just want to dance in a basement / You don’t care if anyone is watching, just as long as you stay in motion / We put miles on these old jean jackets, got caught up in the drunk conversations / But after the party its me and you. / With a new outlook on everything we see, from high up on this rooftop over South Philly / To the nights we lose all self control, from the sex, from the drugs, from the rock and roll.
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Livin' Ain't Easy
03:26
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In vibrant hues in subtle brush strokes of memory / The life I’ve painted I have sold for a quick twenty / It's on display now for the privileged and the wealthy / God I despise their reassuring lying eyes / Our home stands tall behind that foreclosure sign / Everything in boxes for another lifetime / Continental breakfast in the lobby / But they’re always out of coffee. / Only a fool would think living could be easy. / In this little motel room, I-80 west of nowhere / Why count the stars, you’ll never know where you are / Somewhere light years from the world you used to know / Like a lock that doesn’t turn, like a plant that doesn’t grow / Long for the words with hearts and wings / From five states over, I am running from everything / Continental breakfast in the lobby / But they’re always out of coffee. / Oh you know what breaks my heart? Watching your whole life fall apart / While bastards dance off with the night, as we try to break free with all our might.
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