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Good Morning, War (Demo)
04:50
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You'd already claimed the hilltop
As I lay asleep
At the bottom dreaming like the dead
You were wide awake
Sharpening your tongue like a bayonet
Waiting for the perfect moment
Waiting...
Well, good morning war
Sleep in my eyes as you stormed the foot of my bed (as a shore)
The tanks had already rolled up
(what a dirty trick)
Aim to fire
I wasn't ready for any of it
Well, good morning, war.
Sonnets of napalm laying on the floor
So I woke up to the crash of words
A barrage of bombs that killed this calm
No chance for defense, I'd never been armed.
Well, good morning war.
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Larkin (Demo)
02:46
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In the name of my father, the unholy ghost:
"Say a prayer for yourself, cause you need it the most",
In the name of my friends, I'm killing myself
In the name of my sister: "Be honest, just be honest"
In the name of my mother: "It'll all be alright"
In the name of my brother, let's just keep this quiet.
In the name of the fathers,
In the name of their sons
In the name of my lovers: "I can't love anyone".
Someone call a doctor,
Someone call a priest
Your prayers and your medicine would make me laugh at least.
In the name of the light,
In the name of the dark.
In the name of the friction,
In the name of the spark.
In the name of the singers who sum up your life in a song,
In the name of these days: "I'm done for".
Someone call a doctor,
Someone call a priest
Your prayers and your medicine would make me laugh at least..
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3. |
No Money (Demo)
03:37
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In the middle of the ocean
In the middle of the sea
That's where I'll be clinging to
Just what is left of me
Well, I ain't got no money, but I'm drinking anyway
I try to get my head together
But keep forgetting what to do
And I know, my love,
I promised you I'd meet you on the moon
Well, I ain't got no money, but I'm drinking anyway
And if the island I'm alone upon
Could turn a volcano into a song
I hope the lava burns the things I should've learned
And the smoke could sing along
When the stars are hangin heavy
In the almost morning light
I try to clear my head in this empty bed
Without you another night
Well, I aint got no money, but I'm drinking anyway
Without you.
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4. |
My Drum
03:12
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So, Mrs. Hanging On Hooks,
A midnight drive to clear the coldest calm?
Unhinged of the witchcraft that's hanging on your arm
Doesn't match with the beat of my drum
I drank a flood, a river of blood
The walkway, a swamp
I'd never ask for your help
No, I'll never ask for your help, as a rule.
I took a walk
Absence; went away
Eye took an "I"
In exchange for your mouth and the things that you say
To my heart
(Your troubles can remain your own, for now)
You don't walk to the beat of my drum
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So Low (Demo)
03:07
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Well, I promised you New Mexico
But when the day came to leave I never showed
What do you do with a heart so low?
What do you do with a heart so low?
Well all the lies you told made my eyes turn black
I'm tellin you baby I ain't comin back
What do you do with a heart so low?
What do you do with a heart that's so low?
Well, there's a .45 caliber on my dash
I got the whiskey if you've got the cash
My heart is a bottle and my head is the glass
And when they're both empty,
Well, that's when we crash
What do you do with a heart that's so low?
Come find me baby I might let you know
Your mind is all gasoline
And I've got the match
It's fire you wanted?
Well, you got what you asked
Well, I promised you New Mexico
But when the day came to leave I never showed
If you get there without me I don't care to know
I burned all your things cause you ain't got no soul
What do you do with a heart so low?
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Plans (Demo)
03:21
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She wore black heels
He wore a black hat
He said: 'I love you girl, but you know I don't love you like that.'
She pushed him down to the floor
Put one high heel on his chest
She said: 'You wish I needed your love to live, so just give yourself a rest.'
(..And that's how he knew)
She wore an old dress
She found at a thrift store
He wore a brown coat,
And his grandfathers boots from the war.
They got married in a church down in old San Antonio
And when their families found out what they did,
They said "Oh no no no.'
(But what do they know?)
He brought her flowers
The day that their baby was born
They named her Maybellene, after their favorite song.
They lived in an old house,
That they both couldn't afford,
But every night he'd sit her on the porch
And sing her this song:
Well, our wheel is spinning 'round,
Because we can't stay away
I mean we could, but we don't
And we cant so we won't,
And that's how we'll stay to this day.
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Too Young (Demo)
03:29
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There are no pictures
From the old days
From your lipstick stained glass
And the records we'd played
It fell off the table
Shattered wide on the floor
Now there's only a memory
Of the moment we caused
So what can I say?
And where are you now?
Are you lost in the woods?
Did you find your way out?
You say "I'm sorry"
While your face is turned round
And I am too young
To think that you'd let me down
Your bed is black roses
And you leave the house
And suddenly you're a spectre
And the silence rings me out
So what can I say?
And where are you now?
Are you lost in the woods?
Did you find your way out?
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