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When you’re caught in the bitter end of Some unfortunate disaster
Pick your fights survive, Come on take the last laugh
Swing home, Roger dodge her, This ship is sinking fast,
You can’t save everyone, You are no Superman
Who am I to say this is no way to behave?
Who am I to know you are not invincible?
And when you riding off into the setting sun
The wind still whipping your back
Flying high in the clouds like a kite in the sky
You’re still at the end of the rope
So baby hold on
Ohm…x4
When you’re stuck in a tailspin and just keep falling faster
Let go of the yolk, you don’t need to pull back
Plunge into the water, let it fill your lungs
What difference does it make, when all is said and done?
Who am I to say this is no way to behave
Who are you to say that you’re gonna save the day?
And when you’re drifting off into the great unknown
The sun beating down on your back
Every single battle that you’ve ever lost,
Returns to mount an attack
When you drift down and settle beneath the waves
The undertow holding you fast
When comfort flees your bones and you’re feeling stone cold
You anchor your thoughts
to the sturdiest rock
and you’re at the end of the rope
So baby, Please
When you’re caught in the bitter end of (Pick your fights survive)
Some unfortunate disaster (At the end of your rope)
Plunge into the water (Just keep falling faster)
Just keep falling (Just keep falling)
When you’re caught in the bitter end of some unfortunate disaster
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The Island
07:20
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There’s an island off the highway
Full of people rich and poor
Some came out seeking glory
Others have nowhere else to go
Pay for pleasure
To stay the pain
The bright lights keep you warm in the rain
Ride the tracks
That run like veins
This concrete island will sink away
Little soldiers play their war games
Like colored pieces on a board
Collaterally racial profiling
Whether by skin or by clothes
Fight for honor
Die for fame
Kill your brother for a god with no name
Sell your family
Steal your name
Watch how the island strips away
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Summer City
05:23
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Backwards caps and alley cats
Girls in colored tights with the little dogs and yoga mats
Read between the lines on the subway tracks
We're coming to the city, come into the city
Summertime up the low east side
The streets is burning bright while the eyes delight at the city lights
Mix every color and stir ‘em up right
Or the red and blue will get ya, red and blue will get ya
And they scream
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh ah ahhh
Ooh aah, ooh all day
Her Royal marketplace, drinking IPAs
The cool cats spin like hula-hoops and the dogs just sit and stay
Thirty-six chambers filled with graffiti
Oh man, what a composition, man what a composition
Prospect park and life’s on parade
The children laugh, play and chase and then hide in the shade
You can hear the jazz horns up in Harlem sing
Hey there Brooklyn, hey hey dear Brooklyn
They sing
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh ah ahhh
Ooh aah, ooh all day
Bowling green lines to the Bay from the Heights
Bats crack, wild fans scream loud, and it’s out of sight
Boats pass the lady on the island and wave
We’re coming to the city, coming to the city
Fashionistas strut up Bleecker street
Block parties on Bedford make the hydrants weep
Saw her dancing to my beat
Said tell me
Where did you get it, where oh where'd you get it
I got it from my momma
We said
Ooh aah, ooh aah, ooh ah ahhh
Ooh aah, ooh all day
( Vocal Round )
Coming to the city, coming to the city
What a composition
Got it from my momma
Coming to the city, coming to the city
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Dave
04:41
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Have you met my good friend Dave?
He’s coming to the camping trip
There’s one thing I have to say
He’s got Lycanthropy
Which means…
Don’t let him go out at night
(Don’t let him, Don’t let him)
Especially in the full moon light
(Don’t let him, Don’t let him)
He’ll eat you right on sight
Don’t make me tell you twice
Cause my best friend is a Werewolf
(Aaahooooooo….)
Dave the Werewolf
Cause my best friend is a Werewolf
(Aaahooooooo….)
Dave the Werewolf
Dave’s got himself a girl
Her name is Stephanie
They met up on Tinder
But I wonder if she knows the rules
Don’t let him go out at night
(Don’t let him, Don’t let him)
Especially in the full moon light
(Don’t let him, Don’t let him)
He’ll eat you right on sight
Don’t make me tell you twice
Cause my best friend is a Werewolf
(Aaahooooooo….)
Dave the Werewolf
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What's Left In Store
07:09
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In distinction between the poles
The garden flowers the mind
Apprehensive to get too close
For the barbs are sharpened and fine
And it seems like the day’s light falls prey to the moon
And the markets are flooded with fool’s gold
In contradiction to pursuits of the brave
Happiness is not my goal
So what’s left in store, the cowards say there is no more
And the brave say it’s for the glory of taking what’s yours
Sitting neatly on the fence where the grass is always so green
And indecency is just a moral condition
Of a perpetuated primal tradition
Just another addition of what mathematicians theorize
it’s called the flow of time
I don’t quite understand how it carries me everywhere
but apparently I float
Apparently I float
So what’s left in store, the cowards say there is no more
And the brave say it’s for the glory of taking what’s yours
What I adore contentment I don’t have to wish for
In decision between the poles,
The garden flowers my mind
And exhalation helps relieve the words
In a meadow of pure sublime
So what’s left in store, the cowards say there is no more
And the brave say it’s for the glory of taking what’s yours
What I adore contentment I don’t have to wish for
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Drugs
03:12
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Why is it hard to find some drugs
when you know that theyre all around
So i went to my man to find some drugs
I didn’t think he let me down
Its so hard to get some self respect
My boss is crazy and my girl is a wreck
I find it hard to choose
When i dont know what to use
Why is hard to find some love
when you see it all around
So I went to the club to find some love
A broken heart is all I found
Its so hard to get some self respect
My boss is crazy and my girl is a wreck
I find it hard to choose
When i dont know what to use
bring your alcohol, bring your beer,
bring your women, bring your herb, just dont forget to spread the love
whys it hard to find some drugs (all about the money)
why is it hard to find some drugs (all about the money)
whys it hard (whys it hard) to find some drugs (to find some drugs)
whys it hard to find some love
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It's Gonna Be A Good Day
04:01
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If you wanna dance just take my hand and
Do the two step tango jitterbug across the quicksand
Two prints won’t last with your foot in front of the other and
Keep your eyes on mine put the past behind you
Change is inevitable
Don’t be alarmed it’s natural
It’s gonna be a good day
It’s gonna be a good good good day
Woke up in a sweat
Heard the alarm clock blaring at me
Get up you lazy bum
Stop laying around
So comfortably
So I rose up drank my coffee
Brushed my teeth
I had no idea what today had in store for me
My best guess could be wrong
Who would imagine it would end up in a song
It’s gonna be a good day
(This is a good sign)
It’s gonna be a good day
(This is a good sign)
Its gonna be a good day
(This is a good sign)
Then suddenly I was ensnared
I was caught in the spider’s web
I lost control, I was a marionette
Was all out of my hands
And it made me dance what seemed to me
On magical feet, yet I still wonder
Who’s driving or in the back seat
It’s a ripple effect
Throwing stones just to see if they’ll skip
Maybe you won’t agree
Saying this story sounds more like a tragedy
Oh, but that’s just what you perceive
We’re all living in simulated fantasies
Let me tell ya
Its gonna be a good day
It’s gonna be a good day
(This is a good sign)
Its gonna be a good day
(This is a good sign)
It’s gonna be, it’s gonna be
It’s gonna be a good day
(This is a good sign)
Its gonna be a good day
(This is a good sign)
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Wish
03:07
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See the pigs in the farm
Black ties and cheap cigars
Ive been on this ride before and
It hurts me to know
Your lies their not much better than
Your opponents ideals
Don’t mean that much to me
When i can’t take them seriously
When the markets crash again
You know it’s heaven sent
But the politicians run their mouth
So dont you point your fingers at me
I have a first aid gun
Keeps me warm when nights are long
Like a good soldier I run
To my place out in the sun
Are you ready to die?
Can you escape from the all seeing eye?
You sympathise that’s nice
But your words just slap me in the eye
Blow a wish to save the day
Meanwhile nature makes us wait
And paper slips you love so much
Won’t keep you warm and safe
Blow a wish to save the day
Meanwhile nature makes us wait
And the politicians run their mouth
Like puppets on the stage
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Poor Man's Whiskey
03:56
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I can’t fit this life in my pocket
I don’t play on the radio
I don’t rub bows at high fashion shows
I won’t wear a watch, I can’t afford any gold
Money’s just a joke, so you know,
At least it is to me
Cuz there’s somethings you just can’t buy
And some that you get for free
Life ain’t easy but it’s quite a ride
Your friends will pass by, some will stay behind
Just say I love you and wave goodbye
The odds are never fair
And cards are unforeseen
You could be up then outta luck,
The King throws you in chains
And the Joker runs off with your Queen
I drink poor man’s whiskey
I wear second-hand smoke
If you’re familiar with the hustle
Then you’re in on the joke
Life ain’t easy but it’s quite a ride
Your friends will pass by, some will stay behind
Just say I love you and wave goodbye
I drink poor man’s whiskey
I wear second-hand smoke
I drink poor man’s whiskey in the morning
(I wear second-hand smoke)
I drink poor man’s whiskey in the morning
(I wear second-hand smoke)
I drink poor man’s whiskey in the morning
I drink poor man’s whiskey in the morning
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