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Whiskey
03:01
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All the boys are gathered round
For the rodeo she's begun
He's the foul fiend in disguise
Dancing round the luscious eyes
All the girls have spread the word
She's the one they'll love to hate
The priest has run the word through town
But it's too late to stop her now
She drinks all my whiskey and she says let's go back to your room
You drink all my whiskey and you say let's go back to your home
Cherry lipstick hit and run
Gypsy eyes bright in the night
Party up down in the street
As a stray cat she'll deceit
All the hipsters gonna hate
The rock'n'rolling scurby filth
Running round her in a hound
With her high heel pose and a black cigar
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2. |
Sunrise
02:54
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Hey now, there's nothing to say
Hey ha, they're all going west
For the good times
Good times ahead
Hey now, their minds running free
Hey ha, it's time for a trip
Through the road sun
Sunlight ahead
They're all dancing in the rain
Get in the mud now
They're all hoping for today
Will get a sunrise
Hey now, welcome the night
Hey ha, the faces arise
In the bonfire
Now ceize the day
Hey now, clean up the soul
Hey ha, it's time that we roll
Up the good times
Good times ahead
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3. |
California
04:07
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Barenaked in your sweet perfume
Your body shines under that mellow light
Eveybody is waiting for your novelties
They stay in line for you to play the game
Everybody wants you, everybody needs you,
you just never change
I don't want to wait for California in the rain.
It's hard to see giving yourself away
Answer is never no when you're a slut
You never realize how low you get
When everybody takes a piece of you
Everybody wants you, everybody needs you,
you just never change
I don't want to wait for California in the rain
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4. |
Roosters
03:07
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Little red roosters
Strolling their way downtown
Singing in small rooms
Working for a rising sound
Hey, what you doing?
You've been wasting the time
and playing the songs too long
Hey, stop your fooling
get the guitar
and play some songs for you
I'm on the tight rope
Maybe someone can tell the news
If this is the story
Close the curtain and call the show
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5. |
Roulette
02:47
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I used to be a preacher
Spreading the word forward
I used to be a good man
Saints would honor me
But now you left me
I'm a new born man
I've got myself a new friend
I know she'll never leave
I've got myself a new friend
I know she'll never leave
She never argues
Her name is vicodin
Rolling roulette, rolling down my head
Rolling roulette, get me through the pain
Sleeping in the shower
Of a cheap motel
I've wasted all my money
I've drunken all my dreams
I travelled all the country
With bruises on my knees
But i know i won't forget you
God knows I tried
I guess that life rolls over
As the big roulette
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6. |
Pursuit
03:30
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The sun is blind
‘Cause i’m running from home
Fate has called
To live on my own
I’ve been biting dust in the east side
Crossing down the USA
I’ve been biting dust in the west side
Crossing down the USA
I won’t back down
Before Uncle Sam
The struggle within
Won’t take my faith
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7. |
The End
04:50
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Try not to take,
All of my pride,
Said i would be there,
For you to lean on,
Down by the bar
No one you can trust
I never meant to,
I never did,
Try not to save me
Just taste it away
The record changes
Though time holds the same
Slow motion dancing
In a wave of dickheads
My heart is racing
Said "i'd still get you there"
I never meant to,
I never did,
Try not to save me
Just taste it away
Walk and reload
She said it's no hit or miss
In the blink of an eye,
Everything can change,
Get back on track,
This is not the end
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Blak Lyons Ciudad Autónoma De Buenos Aires, Argentina
Blak Lyons [pronounced blak lee·óns] : indie roots rock from the deeper south.
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