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I'll hide the corners and sweep the house
Yeah we'll get partied out, and I'll fall asleep
These times are dark my head is green
All these colors that I've seen, man it ain't like this
You crack the stone, I'll gouge the knife
This is the violent city life, yeah I'm cut out for it
Ba-By- We aren't sleazy
World-Class white trash city
I enjoy free time, I'll take my time with you
I'll stand in all these lines with you
and shake those building blues
Tape up your sneakers, cuff you pants
Calloused fingers, sweaty hands, and a heart like glue
Ba-By- We aren't sleazy
World class white trash city
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Meridian
03:06
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We'll seep into our present thought
and keep each other warm for the calming
The white outsides and glide out slides
will anti-lock the freeze and kick the torment
The harder things refine my life
I'm happy when my bones are warm and melting
The stand outside and the quiet sighs
make me wonder how we'll all survive the insects
The planes still land
The warm glow sky with strangers hands
We'll glide on by
We'll pick the sand from worn out boots
We'll freeze our glands
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4:20
04:30
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Holidays a lot like the waves in my brain
You're free to stay the cabin awaits my shade
Home is a place I've always been I pretend
The sky is a blaze, my eyes are as red as she said
The lone wolf cries for no one
Divorced dads spending time with kids
This is a shit storm supernova
and the bottle's crashin'
Skills are a set, I'm better wet in her head
Timing is lame, I'lll to bed when I'm fed
The tincture caught the buzz on
and if these nightmares quit I'll fit the lid
This is my shitstorm Casanova
and the serpent's lashing
Poor storms flipped the band the other way
Poor form, set the tone for good decay
Holidays a lot like your phases these days
Your free to stay, my cabin awaits my fade
Home is a place I'll always be I feel free
This guy is a mess, he's all in his head she said
The fracture pushed my bone out
Still night just evens vandalist
Poor storms flipped the band the other way
Poor form, set the tone for good decay
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Coasted
03:15
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Sun mixed with rain, we don't bother
Air mixed with pain blurs my colors
Hike through the fields, feel the splendor
One never bothers, air blurs my colors
Bent on the stains of your fashion
Spent on the threads of your passion
One never bothers sons and their fathers
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Anywhere But There
03:40
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Away we get, anywhere but there
Drive through the night and we'll taste the air
It's bright, the stars align
and we'll be just fine, pull the pulp from the rind
A slave to these days full of timely hits
Crashing their waves on my beneficts
Sleek is the shine of your old sedan
As dark as a knife in the robber's hand
Free is the night when I sleep
Calm is the dawn when I read with my coffee
I know these trails, don't speed
They'll track our scent in time
We are the ones who beat the ground home
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Howie No Buh-Bye
03:38
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Vivid Trails
03:24
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Time to chase some storms
Work on our form, and get away for a while
These trails in my hometown wind away
Unwind my inner child
I have dreams of mountain songs
and pretty girls with midwest charm
It's gonna put me in harm's way
Things are getting old now
I am growing old now
Rainy days don't pay my wage
and what I do rubs off on all of you
I love you and I hope you love me too
but my dreams show different skies and latitudes
I don't like what most of these people do
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Salt Mask
02:21
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I lost a day in the fog, I felt insane
To dry the salt in the bay
I climb to the top to look all around
The colors match the sounds
We blink, we're free
Stand up, squeeze the mandarines
for a day in the sun
The sky violet
I find it lights up the trees
like neon gods
I breathe in a mask of aqua shades
and interstellar fades
A coma to crack the coarse concrete
A bed of sand in the sheets
We think we're free
Band up, seize the specimens
and study hard everyone
We don't have fits
Our way is what the world brings
That's our day in the sun
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Thinker
05:33
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Ray Davies Twin Brother
02:28
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Freeze-dried on the way home
He shakes
One case in his righthand
He takes
One smoke in his pocket
Two breaks
He's tried to quit three times
He shakes
He knows what's wrong
I know just let it out
Two miles to the sunset
He drinks
Sunshine on the west coast
She thinks
It'll make him better
He thinks
Nothing makes him better
He drinks
He knows what's wrong
I know just let it out
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Solo Camping Trip #2
03:55
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If it stays on the fresh line
Catch it and miss the summer shimmer
You are the scent of a fresh lime
Spraying it's mist through the colors
Reacting to some drunken mutters
From a friend
Seasons make her feel alive
When nobody can
It's freezing in this tent
with a cheap sleeping bag
I'm pleasing to the wild sounds
of a coyote den
It's freezing
I'm sawing logs up at this walk-in
I hear the pines just buckle under pressure
I hear cars at the county line
Buzzing like insects in the forest
I'm crawling like a creature in the forest, back home
Seasons make her feel alive
When nobody can
It's freezing in this tent
with a cheap sleeping bag
I'm pleasing to the wild sounds
of a coyote den
It's freezing
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Settle Down, You
04:10
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You're interrupting our weekend man, just leave
Thanks for calling the shots it kept us clean
This world is ugly perfect and serene
My luck is a mysterious flawed machine
I think ahead yeah I'm falling back on time
These creatures crawl just to sob bitch and wine
I sink into my chair these trees keep growing
The skies a shimmering mess and my matchsticks glowing
and as I'm lock down and hunched yeah I keep thinking
about a quiet life and my small world opened
I think ahead yeah I'm falling back on time
These creatures crawl just to sob bitch and wine
I cover my tracks yeah I read the warning signs
We're taking hits and getting fucked all the time
I play along, white lies and common sense kick in
A queasy calm, white lights and futuristic stares
behind glares near the back of the site
They're sitting pretty and swallowed by night
I think ahead
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Bay-Area Dreamerz
04:18
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This is different air, I spot a drifter pair and their dog
Just sitting there with a simple stare in the fog
The afternoon brings warmth to the mission at dusk
The morning gray calms the sleepers who lurk in the dark
Hey man, yeah this town, it feels like home again
Where the clouds sift out sunbeams
and all these people just dream
With bare feet buried in leaves
Their souls in beautiful trees
Their sockets lose in the breeze
Hey man, yeah your sound, it hums like a mannequin
Don't you want to look just like one of them
Watch you reconstruct your surgical face
Move the eyes, shape your nose, change your pace
You were drawn to the west coast
Some are just happy where they stand
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Dark
03:38
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Centered, they're all around me
In my best kept secret ritualistic desires
Elders hold a seance shrouded in silence
A hundred miles from nowhere
A thousand miles from out there
Wherever I am they don't care
A thousand miles from somewhere
A thousands miles from out there
Wherever I am they don't care
Face down in your blood stream
If there were friends around maybe I could scream
but right now there is nothing for them to hear
A thousand miles from out there
Wherever I am they don't care
A thousand miles from somewhere
A thousand miles from out there
Wherever I am they don't care
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Family Creatures
04:44
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Your emerald eyes romanticize and keep me dreaming
I took to you like the night takes to the morning
We could break the waves as we set sail on the soft sound
Dig up the graves, lift the bodies from the soft ground
We'll explore the outdoors
Keep our scores, and be good to each other
We'll cut through the brush, there is no rush
It's our clock, I won't follow another
You set me straight yeah I'll earn my wage
and promise to keep us covered
We'll radiate love to the heavens above
and make the spirits haunt each other
Ahhhhh.....
We've learned so much
with your touch there is no need to worry
When I walk these old streets
yeah the trees seem to weep out my stories
In our heads this place was the same
from different perspectives
We took different classes
but chose the same electives
Yeah we could seize the day in the laziest way
and be good to our brothers
You're the cutest little thing and I'm a worn out string
but we're good for each other
Yeah you free my mind oh I've been so behind
Let's explode into this future
We'll meet from a far, then we'll map out the stars
In a sky as bright as our mothers
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Dawn
04:23
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You know we're gone
Far from the sound
I wake up cool
Stretch all the rules
I'm calm as dirt
I wear your shirt
It's who I am
I'm loose as sand
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