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Gotta Move On
04:13
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Come on and paint me with your brushes of glass.
That's not a question don't know why you would ask.
I'm married to the sea.
I'm married to the past.
Gotta move on.
Gotta move on.
If I wanna get lost-
I'll get lost in your hair.
Don't believe in witches-
I believe in the cold stare.
Snakes are pointing at your underwear.
Gotta move on.
Gotta move on.
Come on you devil you ain't making me sick.
You think you know me cause I'm throwing a fit.
I can see it in your eyes that you're full of shit.
I gotta move on
I gotta move on
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2. |
Fight You
03:53
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3. |
Fangs
02:27
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She said the snakes of Portland gonna eat my brain
First she looked tough and then a second looked insane
I talked about the ghosts and then I told the truth
My dear the Texas heart shot is something bleeding through
When you're young say no one ever change
And you get older and put away your fangs
I roll up dirty girl and sometimes I roll up kush
And every morning I feel the gentle push
I can't decide if I should laugh or I should cry
The world's a mess but it's better when you try it high
And that's a goddamn fact that ain't goddamn advice
Get used to the bear that's standing right Behind your life
And Moses stood in front of waters never crossed
He raised his hands and screamed "now I'm the fucking boss"
The river parted and then God sent him a note
You best be careful where you laugh and who you smote.
And if you can't forgive and if you can't control
Just take a Sunday drive into a fucking pole
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4. |
Clancy's Mojo Blues
04:07
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I'm the king of all lies
Ain't nothing but truthful
When I get the time I'll tell you a story
She's a helluva gal but sometimes she's cruel
Girl like that is in a small box of glory
Too early for warning and too late for the party
It starts in the morning and ends with your silence
I prayed for the rain when the man calls it cloudy
You keep me faithful cause your smile is a violence
Is a violence
Is a violence
I wonder what windows come through the artist
The man often wonders when painting a cage
I bet all your brushes-epitome of smartest
I bet all my colors match colors of rage
Down in the past -we sat and told tales
The love that you had it better not fall again
I once knew a man who owned a boat never sailed
I once knew a man ---when a man not a medicine
Not a medicine
Not a medicine
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In the middle of the interlude
When all the people smoke their brakes
I think I'm crying when I'm seeing you
For everyone there's a mistake
I can't remember when it felt so good
To watch you come and walk away
It was a pleasure then it wasn't then
I pray for no one but the snakes
And oh
We sing a promise for a better world
But a better place will never come
And oh
We cannot bear to watch it slowly fade
We sing our songs and then it's done
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6. |
Cue Portland Rain
05:22
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Estacada man has to stand on the curb
A million hungry people and they all want words
I burn them all away and I fuck to the bone
If you're leaving baby then just leave me alone
If you come and stay then I want some gravy
If you come and stay then I don't want maybe
Heaven in the bass box and they income based
And they wanna know why you running in the race
And I'm crying
And I'm dreaming
Cue Portland Rain
Prolly gonna start saving bottles and cans
I'm collecting my change for a hot summer tan
I'm feeling old school like an old school man
I'm coming up to come but I'm coming less than I can
Heaven ain't no place for a Black Bullet man.
Heaven ain't no place for a Black Bullet man.
A smokey old bar and an old black van
Beating off the brakes of that salt water hag
I'm crying
Slowly dying
Cue Portland Rain
(Play that sly Brian)
If I think it's possible to give you a sign
I don't know what's left cause we all left dying
I'm sure they're thinking of new ways to make up crimes
I still remember the days of the five and dimes
A penny for your thoughts is a played out fuck
I was riding in the back of the pick up truck
And if you chew tobacco you no longer need a cup
Just swallow the black and make all the words up
I'm lying
It's all fine
Cue Portland Rain
It's a formula they cried then they all jumped in
Touching all their phones like a goddamn sin
And I still don't understand who they think will win
Automated zombies ain't no Might in Quinn
They buying all the vinyl but the records broke
Recycle all the hits and new stuff chokes.
Holy on the mountain is the words I spoke
Ain't no one blessed cause we all got soaked
It's a crying shame
Sure don't feel the same
Cue Portland rain
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7. |
Ripped to Skull
00:17
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8. |
The Witches in 148
04:06
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9. |
All Going Down
04:12
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Someday it's all going down
From the avenue to the fairground
Old wallets to ashes
Old women to dust
The last one got busted
A glorified ride in the tunnel of lust
No breath for caveman
No pennies for the boatman
No eyes for the Pharaoh
No cigarettes to smoke and-
Someday it's all going down
From the avenue to the fairground
From bible to black
From ice cream to hell and back
The king was sleeping when the guard attacked
I'm leaving now and I ain't never coming and-
Someday it's all going down
From the avenue to the fairground
From Paris to fools
From fountains with pools
Kansas City & Portland
Now there's no fucking rules
Someday it's all going down
From the avenue to the fairground
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10. |
Lion
05:23
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I got this only cause I'm sanctified
A saint of weed and desperate times
I felt so lonely I was mystified
My mouth was weak with forcing rhymes
I'm only cold when I get old
Otherwise I got a fire deep down inside
I told you once I told you slow
It ain't all fine because I'm lion.
I wear this ring because I'm magic man
Pink neon petal pentagram
I take the side of whoever wins
And sing the songs of conquered lambs
Chorus
I wrote a song and then I fell apart
The things that touched broke my heart
You think you're so smart cause you're good at art
But you ain't so good when you're torn apart
Chorus
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11. |
dribeulb
04:30
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Bluebird
New Bird
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12. |
How Dat Move Mountains?
04:18
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Some faith moves mountains
And some mountains move faith
If you take your whiskey as a promise
Then there's nothing to debate
Take a look around this place
See the dirt on the knees
And not one friendly face
Just the devil through his teeth.
{chorus}
I can't write a love song
I can't sing a hymn
It's a real possibility
I can't even begin
I can't see the weather
I can't read the book
It's become a sad reality
It's become a tired hook
{chorus}
Stuck in this slow place
And the rain is coming down
I keep buying the tickets
But nothing's coming to town
And I can watch them smile
And I can see them spit
In a world that's filled with nothing
Your opinion don't mean shit
I'm calling out so softly
I'm calling out pretend
I think I'm really lonely
I think I need a friend
{chorus}
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13. |
Secret Backwards Message
00:17
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