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Disarm the settlers
The new drunk drivers
Have hoisted the flag
We are with you in your anger
Proud brothers
Do not fret
The bus will get you there yet
To carry us to the lake
The club is open
Yeah, The club is open
Hey, the club is open
A-come on, come on, the club is open
C'mon, c'mon, the club is open
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, the club is open...
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2. |
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Isn't it great to exist at this point in time?
Where the produce is rotten but no one is forgotten
On strawberry Philadelphia Drive
Children in the sprinkler, junkies on the corner
The smell of fried foods and pure hot tar
Man, you needn't travel far to feel completely alive
On strawberry Philadelphia Drive
On a hazy day in 19 something and 5
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Paid up weathered and type-o,
clad in gladstone watch him go,
swimming beneath the microscope.
hello lonely bless the nation.
mr. skip to all or none,
wooden soldiers fall upon,
try to find what makes her tick,
while their finding out what makes them sick.
i dont know where you find your nerve,
i dont know how you choose your words,
speak the ones that suit you worse,
keep you grounded, sad and cursed,
circle the ones that come alive,
save them for the best of jill hives.
been around and left you flat,
tragically decided that,
every child of god's a brat,
and shes dying to escape them.
but do we really need to see,
all her punchdrunk history,
and which of it might hold the key
for the exit to her destiny.
i dont know where you find your nerve,
i dont know how you choose your words,
speak the ones that suit you worse,
keep you grounded, sad and cursed,
circle the ones that come alive,
save them for the best of jill hives.
number one in all our souls,
trifle in the crystal bowl,
fill it up with 9 to 5,
save them for the best of jill hives.
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4. |
iffin - Dust Devil
02:58
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Don't make promises you can't keep
I've been hearing them in my sleep
Think of positive things to feel
You'll feel the stratagems are too real
Tum tum tum tum watch me run
Tum tum tum tum watch I'm ok
Tum tum tum tum turn turn turn
Tum tum tum tum turn your back
And run wheels in motion
Watch them burn
Please go away now
But do return
Dreamt of Jesus
Their looks can't kill
When the fire breaks
You know they will
Want to divvy up what we've found
On territorial bowling grounds
Tum tum tum tum so we go
Tum tum tum tum long and slow
So run break the filth up
All around
Slowly build up
And break it down
Find the answer
And knock on wood
They feel big now
But we feel good
Wheels in motion
Watch them burn
Please go away now
But do return
Dreamt of Jesus
Their looks can't kill
When the fire breaks
You know they will
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I've waited too long to have you
Hide in the back of me
I've cheated so long I wonder
How you keep track of me
You could never be strong
You can only be free
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me
I've entered the game of pricks
With knives in the back of me
Can't call you or on you no more
When they're attacking me
I'll climb up on the house
Weep to water the trees
And when you come calling me down
I'll put on my disease
You could never be strong
You can only be free
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me
And I never asked for the truth
But you owe that to me
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6. |
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woke up one morning saw a rooster
struttin' by my house
6 pack rings round his neck
"cock o' the block"
don't stop now
don't stop now
what keeps big daddy happy?
what makes the buzzard buzz?
a leaky quart of motor oil - "head for the hills"
don't stop now
don't stop now
we pulled into economy island
"king shit and the golden boys"
plenty more where we come from - "top o' the line"
don't stop now
don't stop now
don't stop now
don't stop now
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You chose a giant step - caught your eye
Guaranteed sweetness that you thought broken
And you were not fine
and bearing in mind
Other ones that you could have wed
And hopefully dread
And I wouldn't dare to bring out this awful bliss
No I wouldn't dare to bring out your awful bliss
And I wouldn't dare to bring out your awful bliss
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c'mon polluted eyeballs
stop scouting out the field
jump up bright paper werewolves
and everybody everywhere
anyone can scratch
and anyone can win
so bring out another batch
they want to get out of here
but they can't find the exit
they cling to the cinema
and they can't find security
then they finally got recognized
so they left in obscurity and misery
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Droves of growers rolling by
In the trees and way below
Simple factors foiling time
Never did we seem to know
She was high and I was low
Sitting in our bungalow
Eating something wonderful
Never ever getting full
Nests of crows are hoarding coins
In the competition zone
Hush now seedling, don't you cry
Maybe I'll be coming home quite soon for you
Quite sinful you
Quite soon for you
Quite sinful you
Hush now seedling, don't you cry
See me I'll be coming home
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Rusted Gear Records Palm Harbor, Florida
Rusted Gear Records was founded by Eric Gaines in 2023. The label's mission is to release fully independent music and foster creativity and community.
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