1. |
I Never Knew
02:51
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These seats are warmer than I have felt when I've hung out
and I know that you know that there are things we don't talk about
I never knew what they were to you
and you can't conceive what they do to me
But even though I'm not in on the joke
We've all got someone who we like the most
I never knew what they were to you
and you can't conceive what they do to me
But even though I'm not in on the joke
We've all got someone who we like the most
Don't keep me in mind, it isn't my time
Throw me to the wolves and they'll eat me alive
The looks in their eyes tell me everything I need to know
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2. |
Secret Inquiry
02:31
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Hire some crypto freaks and pay em overtime
No white coats of any sect can even try
Something to search for in the stories told by strangers
The people you'd meet if you just poked around at ragers
Oh, I'll think of something
I swear, Elliott, I've got a real one now
When you were seventeen did you know what you'd be?
What it is you've become, the old you might not believe
Oh, you know I've got it
Big strong army man, I wanna be like you
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3. |
Nice Night
02:30
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Hanging with the boys, you know we're on the town
Hanging with the boys, they never let me down
Hitting up the shops, to see what we can find
Never talk to cops, but get our records signed
Shit talk the bands on the ride home
Hey man listen here, it's my favorite song
Oh you like it too? let's play it all night long
I like the guitar and you like the bass
If I'm a ten through king, then you're my ace
You do the hook and I'll do the harmony
When I'm at your place nothing is harming me
When I see your face everything's cool with me
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4. |
Look Out!
01:20
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I was driving to your house
I was going too slow
I hit the gas on main street
But what'd happen next I didn't know
Things got real bumpy for a second
I asked what's going on
A fella lay behind me
And then I wrote this song
I hit an old man with my car
I hit an old man with my car
Yeah, I hit an old man with my car but he's alright
It all happened so so fast
I just didn't want to come in last
Yeah, I couldn't have him dyin'
But he gave a thumbs up and he was fine
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5. |
On the Rise
02:47
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Working early, that means waking up early
They're keeping me late, so I'll be home late
And I can see the light fading from your eyes
But it's just business baby, I'm bringing home the prize
Cause I'm on the rise
I got the call today that says I'm moving on up
(hey, this is great news)
This is my big day, yeah, you know what's up
And I could still see the light fading from your eyes
You knew what was happening to us, so you just sighed
You changed every lock in your house
I gotta sit in the benz and cry my eyes out
Can I still say we never fought?
Never change, you said, but now I ought
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6. |
David Robinson
02:01
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I can tell just by looking, he's different from the rest
and he knows how to turn a joke into a contest
He'll hold my hand if I let him
and my hull is paper thin, alright, alright, alright
He hardly knows me
He can hang with the best of them
But he doesn't know that I'll never see him
He says he loves guys who play guitar
I'm wonderin' if I believe in trying too hard, hard, hard
He doesn't know me
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7. |
DQPL
01:05
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Hey, do you want to go to Dairy Queen
Put your card away, I've got this one
Can I hold your hand when the line holds up
and give you a kiss waiting for our order?
Scared I'll drop your cone when they pass it to me
The lady at the window doesn't have the tightest grip and I've got quivering lips
But I get a hold on the cone, you'll never be alone
We'll get a parking spot to call our own
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8. |
Wyoming
03:43
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We were out for a ride
You sat calm at my side
The sun's glare on your hair
So sweet I could have cried
But something caught your eye
and you just had to get him, why?
A feline friend come round the bend
That elusive little guy
Wyoming can't you see that I need you here with me
But I saw you chase the cat and try to scramble up the tree
Before it occurred to stop
You found yourself at the top
With no way down you put on a frown
No one wants to do that drop
Your little friend ran away
as I dialed the phone to say
"Fireman Brown, please come on down!
This mutt's acting like a doggone stray!"
Wyoming can't you see that I need you here with me
But I saw you chase the cat and try to scramble up the tree
Wyoming hold on tight, I know that you're full of fright
but Fireman Brown, he runs this town, and he'll have you down alright
Wyoming don't be blue, just remember that I love you
and no sly cat could ever change that
No matter what you do
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9. |
Shave My Head
02:04
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I wish that I could slow down time
But I'd only do it when we're hanging out
I wish that I was as strong as a stronger guy
so I could pick you up and not have to put you down until you wanted
I wish that I could have every haircut I've had, all on rotation
But only the ones that I know you like the most
I wish that I could teleport wherever I wanted
so I could teleport straight to you
I wish that I wrote perfect poetry
But I'd only do it to impress the shit out of you
I wish that I wrote better progressions
so I could write songs you'd like to listen to
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Crushing Chevys in the palm of my hand
When they get too close
On my way to anywhere at all
Wherever I'd like most
Call the doctor, call my old man
It's easy if you try
All these things without a second thought
My, my, my
But sometimes the world makes you feel so small
Like an ant in a line
But you would never feel like that in mine
It feels like the weight of the world upon me
But even then I feel like nothing could stop me
My youth's haunted houses would never haunt me now
Got me feelin' like obliterator.
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11. |
My Music
02:19
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You say your music's cool
All its haters are fools
I say that it's alright
I'd listen to it all night
Just to get to sit next to you
Well come sit next to me
And listen to The Beach Boys, listen to Bolt Thrower, and listen to Death
Take 'em away, I don't know what I'd say, I'd have nothing left
The little moments wouldn't have any fun
I'd have nothing left to do but run
nothing else left to do but run to you
I've got my music
I listen to it
you wanna groove it
I cannot do it
I've got my music
I listen to it
you wanna groove it
I cannot do it
I can't do it, no siree
Unless you come sit next to me
And listen to The Beach Boys, listen to Bolt Thrower, and listen to Death
Take 'em away, I don't know what I'd say, I'd have nothing left
The little moments wouldn't have any fun
I'd have nothing left to do but run
Nothing else left to do but run
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OBLITERATOR Saint John, New Brunswick
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