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Friday Night High Tide
02:48
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You know we're breaking out early
And yeah we're starting again
And she was dressed all in Hurley
And she was looking for a friend
She started on the upswing
Shake your little groove thing
Baby come on party with me
We'll make that
Friday night high tide
Gonna hit the big time
Drinking in the moonlight
She hits that
Weekend hard as anyone
Looking hotter than the sun
Gonna make her own fun
You know we shake it up lately
And she was down for a ride
Or just down for the weekend
Like she was on of the guys
Hey hey hey Lady
Hey hey hey you
Woo woo woo hoo
You know we're breaking out early
And yeah we're starting again
(you know we're starting and we're starting again)
And she was dressed all in Hurley
and she was looking for a friend
(she shook her groove thing and she found a new friend)
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2. |
Margaret Anna
03:13
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Margaret Anna spent Saturday way up the river
I'm a dog shaking and howling at the city limits
No one knows what it takes to forget her
When the drums march along the piano man's gone
She's an ace waste case falling over and over
And she can run with the weight of the world on her shoulders
And she so tucked away
Gonna find better days
Until then and for now and to stay
Margaret Anna oh whoa
(She cries foul yeah I'm so astounded like whoa)
Margaret Anna oh whoa
(She's out prowling I'll be 'a cowering like whoa)
Margaret Anna oh whoa
(Throw in the towel and I'll be 'a howling like whoa)
Margaret Anna
She's still grounded and I'm not allowed to go home
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The Dent
02:22
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I met her on the strip at 3 o'clock tonight
Yeah everyone is stumbling home and hey so am I
Well I love the way she struts her stuff and the way she does her hair
And the way she treats me like I'm not even there
I love she can spin my head in circles
(She loves me not I don't know what she's got)
And I love the way she can drink me under the table
(She said "get bent" and left me with a dent)
But when the night is young and you're out for fun
You've gotta look your best
You'll love the way she talks and the way she fights
The way she looks in that dress
Well I woke up smashed and I turned over
To an empty bottle and an empty bed
I heard her falling in the hall I heard her losing her lunch
Saw the dent in the door from her head
I love she can spin my head in circles
(She seemed alright and hung out for the night)
And I love the way she can drink me under the table
(She said "get bent" and left me with a dent)
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4. |
Don't Wait Up
03:35
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Freak out
Moving slower than a sundown
Looking out until you're all confused
You're so unsounded
You've been around
Sleep walk
Tell me all of what you're dreaming
Tell me how you found that something new
You're so unsure
That you're been around
Oh mama I hope they don't take long to find me
Oh mama please please don't wait up too long
Just bring me home so I can wake up one more time, one more time
Oh mama don't wait up too long
Free fall
Hitting harder than you're hurting
Hitting harder than real life
Like you're drowning in a dream for real
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5. |
Nothing to Hide
03:56
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Oh tell me only
Show me what I'll find
There's no surprises
There's nothing left to try
Cause we've all made mistakes we've had to wear
And there's a lifetime for you but you won't find me there
You've got nothing to hide
Yeah you've got nothing to hide
When you're world caves in
You've got nothing to hide
Stress out and wonder
Wonder how you do
There must somewhere
Something better for you
Tell me some good new to pass the time
Just bring me home alive and I'll be fine
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Oh yeah you rage for a while and ride out a wave
They make you're choice and you fabricate
It's a little less than style and decor
It's a mood and feeling bought from a store
I was feeling all alone out on that stage
Cause every song's so loathsome and so grey
But with a bop bop bah nah nah
I'll be waiting for the summer
Ho way oh la la la la
I'll be waiting for the summer
Ho way oh la la la la
When you're home life's great with mommy and daddy
Then you hit Hot Topic and left feeling sad
With a hard luck story that you engineered
And phony scowl you perfect in a mirror
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7. |
Twenty Four Confessions
03:35
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Speeding down that freeway remind me of that day
Feeling young and full of vision
Large bearded man and his caped crusader friend
Who wrote on an old plate "we'll see you again"
Here it comes again
It seems to be the trend
Another week gone and we're off to the bend
So raise up a glass
And sound off that song
And cheers once again to a week come and gone
Some years have passed with sorrows and laughs
And memories fading along with our past
Let's grab a case a deck and some sun
And talk together and crank up that song
Trying not to forget you
Here it comes again
(We're no longer young)
Here it comes again
(Yeah we've come undone)
So raise up a glass
And sound off that song
And cheers once again to another week gone
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8. |
Brand New Lullaby
03:23
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Waking up I swore that I was dying
Til you called me up I feel fine again
Shooting stars are flying by my window
I'll sit and stare at the back of my hand
All my solid plans there set in stone
Better watch out for the wrecking ball
Cause when I sunk so deep in the wet concrete
There won't be time for an epilogue
A story that I started that that can leave leave you broken hearted
Or can tell you and can explain all the things I never wanted
Cause I always had intended always wanted to amend it
And I thought you were attentive I was wrong and damnit
I'll be running late
(I'll be late)
I'm watching shadows on the floor
(On the floor)
Been waiting here so long forget what I'm waiting for
I know when I hung
(I hung up)
I said I'd leave and meet you halfway
(In between)
Didn't even slip my shoes on when you sneaked in through my front door
Used to be so easy just coasting on by
And I found out that money doesn't fall from the sky
But I'd already heard all of my favourite songs
Thought that I'd lay down and die
You came in and sang a brand new lullaby
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9. |
Big City Lights
03:33
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I saw a friend of mine I didn't recognize
I hadn't seen long ago
Yeah he had stories and words like you've never heard
And ones he should've never told
Yeah he had nothing but time and ambition and drive
And he said, he said he always swore
He said that business be damned and the he was the man
And that he'd see his name on the board
Yeah we were seeing new sights and chasing dollar signs
Hollywood
Yeah we were reaching new heights under those big city lights
Hollywood
I heard a name I thought of faces that I'd forgot
We had been looking for
Yeah there were memories and laughs and it felt like the past
Like the pact we made there by the door
Yeah we were out for a ride just like Bonnies and Clyde
and we said, we said we always swore
Oh that our real lives be damned and that we had a plan
That we'd never die thinking there's more
Like anyone laughing is any more right
Like jealousy means more than anyone
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We held a private meeting in this clandestine town
A three hour drive hit the storm on the way down
This spot was hot to trot one member may be M.I.A.
But he's nimble chokes the cymbal on the 1-2-3
Oh it's a hoe down a hoe down underground
Where Sammy wrapped up presents like it was the first noel
It's a hoe down a hoe down underground
Where you stay and dance with Maybellene or spin your partner 'round
We'll drive out so early this morning
When the sun rises up though it may
You scream and yell under a spell and in the end I wish you well
It was a snow white country christmas on a spun out snowy day
The music upstairs ain't no country western swing
But she'll heel toe and dosey doe 'long with the cavalcade
By the gable in the stable there with Mable at the table
Telling fables like you're able but the playbill says you're not
On the first day of christmas my true love gave to me
My rusted busted mustard yellow truck a GMC
On the other day of christmas my true gave to be
My bargain basket classic of Chuck Berry's Maybellene
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11. |
A Toast to Good Health
02:48
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Well you can't sit, sit here waiting for a life worth to live
But you don't hold back and you won't lose track
Of that grind that you give
So now stand up stop your crying stop complaining take a breath
Cause another try at a better life is the best that you'll get
Cause we live for a while and we love every minute
And we'll drink to good health 'til we die
Now it's Friday and there's bliss on the streets it's the stiffs from 9-5
Yeah we're going on ten years strong and we're keeping this alive
With a handful of good fortune and a dash of bad luck
And another new year with a new case of beer
In the back of your truck
Cause we live for a while and we love every minute
And we'll drink to good health 'til we die
And we swing back and forth while you sing the chorus
And pour one more out for the road
Then at last call we thank you we know that we'll come out alive
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12. |
Keep me Movin'
02:59
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Crossing my t's no petty mistakes
Flossing my teeth so they don't rot away
How carelessly I shrug the weight off of me
How clumsily I watch my feet fall in to place
They keep me movin' past the next block
Giving in no and I don't need a break
Never close my eyes no I won't slip away
Rolling off my back like you don't matter to me
How clumsily I watch my feet fall in to place
They keep me movin' past the next block
Watching my back you won't take me out
Trusting you always when you let me down
So deft and never gonna get away
How clumsily I let my feet fall into place
Looking up at the clear blue sky and it seems like the kind of day
When we look back my friend and talk about the old arcade
We first met eyes you took a chance you could have walked
But now the only thing is you
You keep me movin' past the next block
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