1. |
Rainy Day Song
04:53
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Oo - Tensions are heightened
Oh - Everyone's frightened
Oo - One thing's for certain
Oh - Everyone's hurtin'
If you don't feel it now you will soon
Oo - Hey, could you help me?
Oh - Or did you forget me
Oo - I'll think of something
Oh - Yeah, thanks for nothing
Somehow the day's feel so long
I'll just fill mine with a song
Almost all caught up
I'm doing useful stuff
I just wanna go have a beer
We're the lucky ones
We'll have lots of fun
If we ever get out of here
Oo - I wanna go surfin'
Oh - I never have been
Oo - I need a reason
Oh - And a different season
Ocean is too far away
Don't even know what you'd say
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2. |
Cut Like A Knife
02:16
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Nothing in the world that could like a knife
Than starting down the barrel of the rest of your life
Pick a freeze frame, pick a husband or wife
Staring down the barrel of the rest of your life
Nothing in the world that could like a knife
Than starting down the barrel of the rest of your life
Pick a freeze frame, pick a husband or wife
Staring down the barrel of the rest of your life
I gotta hear your voice
I gotta make the choice
Nothing in the world that could like a knife
Than starting down the barrel of the rest of your life
Pick a freeze frame, pick a husband or wife
Staring down the barrel of the rest of your life
You gotta make it real
It's time to seal the deal
Everybody wants me to be just like themselves
When I can't even agree with myself, so it's hard
Nothing in the world that could like a knife
Than starting down the barrel of the rest of your life
Pick a freeze frame, pick a husband or wife
Staring down the barrel of the rest of your life
Nothing in the world that could like a knife
Than starting down the barrel of the rest of your life
Pick a freeze frame, pick a husband or wife
Staring down the barrel of the rest of your life
You gotta make it real
It's time to seal the deal
Everybody wants me to be just like themselves
When I can't even agree with myself
Everybody wants me to be just like themselves
When I can't even agree with myself, so it's hard
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3. |
Pillow Under My Gun
03:16
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You can't tell a Wurli from a whistle
I can't tell a heartbreak from a gun
You can't tell a hiccup from the ending
I can tell you've thought of it a ton
I was banking hard on civilization
Hoping that the good could pull it through
You would talk of zombie preparation
Guess I shoulda been prepared for you
Look into my eyes, now, son
Do you really think I'd run
If it's you or me I'm done
And I'll sleep with a pillow under my gun
Guess we don't have too much in common
You know what, we are both in bands
My band used to play out on the weekend
You're a band of pirates on the land
Look into my eyes, now, son
Do you really think I'd run
If you need a song I'll come
But I'll sleep with a pillow under my gun
I'll sleep with a pillow under my gun
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4. |
Right or Left
01:40
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Help me, help me, doctor, think I'm going insane
Seems like I'm missing half of my brain
Right or left? Right or -
Started feeling blue and now I'm seeing red
Think I need some map directions for me head
Right or left? Right or left?
I can deal in riddles but I can't do math
Now I've reached a turning point on my path
Right or left? Right or -
Living in the past, at least you know where you stand
Living in the now I don't know who I am
Right or left? Right or left?
Right or left? Right or left?
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5. |
Right Back to You
02:42
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The olden days are over now
You think they can come back somehow
But good luck trying to animate the corpse
They said we did not do you right
We tried to bring in too much light
Too much too soon somebody said
You know it's nothing new
Your tired point of view
I'll take all your hate under advisement
And send it right back to you
The savages are out our door
But not the ones we're prepared for
It's the devil we've known all along
The city walls are suburbs now
And beyond those you're not allowed
We sort ourselves out like a stack of mail
Yeah, we throw out ones that we don't like
Opposing views can take a hike
Live our way of life or go to hell
You know it's nothing new
Your petty point of view
I'll take all your hate under advisement
And send it right back to you
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6. |
Push On
01:23
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Push on everyone forward without fear
Push on carry on through another year
Move on everyone, go on without me
I'm still picking up the pieces
Of scattered life debris
Push on move along nothing to see here
Maybe a hobby for sure it's no career
Everybody's stayin' in, nobody's payin' to get in
Might see a couple friends
Friends I'm grateful for
Push on for reasons not all together clear
It's like working on record that nobody's gonna hear
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Kolton James Sacramento, California
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