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Hang Ten
03:07
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hang ten its where i wanna begin
the pressures boiling and i’m out to the end
new kicks and a couple of hits
we’re wylin’ out with all the punks and the skids
i’ve been meaning to ask you whatcha doing saturday
done at eight
clock’s just ticking away
we’ll catch the matinee and maybe later on we’ll hit the cabaret
breaking the rules make it a holiday
misbehaving
gotta keep shaking
walking down the stairway to the subway station
disobeying
daylight savings
heading out the door and yeah we’ll make it a vacation
hey ho i’m waiting for more i thought i was in when you opened the door
i’m stalling for time i don’t have the life hard losses be damned we’ll take on the night
she’s so bedazzled in her studded dress
turning up the radio
she’s pulling me down in the undertow
a little frazzled but it’s her alone making the city glow we can go
anywhere you wanna go downtown yeah
drowning in the thick of the plot
i wrote it down oh just incase you forgot
she’s got a barbershop lollipop never going to stop
i can’t believe it how she moves it on the bar top
cause i’ve been hanging on the bridge at night
and i’ve been playing here for quarters nickels and dimes
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2. |
Freaky Like a Friday
02:27
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she got a pretty golden locket in her pocket hanging off of a chain
and she was really into Motorhead and tattoos on the side of her face
yeah she drank like Lindsay Lohan at a kegger then she crashed at my place
yeah she’s making me a sinner with the grin that takes it all of my mind
yeah she’s a pinup in the fifties but she’s looking less and less like a dime
but she gets freaky like its friday and she doesn’t ever ask for your time
well she’s hanging hanging tougher than the fellas falling off in a daze
and it’s only getting rougher and they’re never going to love her that way
but she does it to herself there and she’s gotta take it elsewhere today
well she’s smoking like a chimney and she’s all like gimme gimme a line
and she’s gonna take a hike now if i never ever make her a bride
but her buddy betty ford is going to take her till the feeling subsides
yeah she carries on like everybody’s just a little pawn in her game
and she’s running up on everyone and building up a hanky brigade
oh she’s crazy and she’s batty and got issues with her daddy
and she’ll never have enough of me to ever make her happy
and when LA stopped calling thats when she started falling from grace
yeah when LA stopped calling thats when she started falling from grace
like a pitbull and a mamba had a baby and they sent it my way
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3. |
Over and Done
03:06
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i need to dial it back now and take another look
i need to rest a second now like i never could
cause things can get too heavy and life can waste your time
and i’m feeling pretty hopeless in my current state of mind
cause i want i want i want i want i want it all
and you say you say you say that we’re already falling
faster than we were before
too little too late i want more
i can crawl all i want but it’s over and done
i need to take a minute now and just run it out
i need to get an hour or two just to myself
cause things can get all tangled and take away your time
and i’m feeling pretty wrecked now in my current stage of life
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4. |
Ghost in the Funhouse
02:52
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All the girls at the shortstop running away from me
they leave me alone
and i ain’t got nothing better to do on the weekend
i’m sitting at home
and your lofty eyes won’t ever turn back time
i wanna get back to those seconds
i’m never second guessing when i’m staring at you
you can pour the salt on my wounds
and i’ll lay down slow
caught up and out down in the afterglow
i swear your colours fade
looks like you’ve seen a ghost in the funhouse
come on and carry me down from this merry go round
and round till i’m sick of the sounds of this carnival ground
i’m learning to get out of town
Soliciting by the storefront ship me away from these
suburban charades
and send me off down the frightening chamber of nightmares
its a sweet serenade
out on coney island screams all through my silence
it’ll get so terrifying
won’t be no reconciling if i’m staying with you
take a minute of your time back tuesday
cause i been waiting just to hear what you say
we can fake it till me make it our way
and i don’t recall anything at all
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5. |
Ride the Gator
03:07
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come get your free kicks come get it all
we’ll keep an eye out tonight we’ll hit up vegas and montreal
maybe we follow the lights
and i’ll be doing just fine this is kind of a lot
this is all kind of new this is kind of a ball
and i was made to think
i’ll be just fine on my own and you can come with if you want
we can sit here still we’d be doing well or we rip this town apart
come get your freak on it’s such a rush
we’ll keep and eye on the time we’ll come in loud like we dropped the bomb
maybe we call out of spite
let’s keep this quiet we’ll keep it down
we’ll keep and eye on their aim we’ll carve a new path we’ll run it down
maybe we’re one of the greats
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6. |
The Old Valley Sign
03:01
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The street lights were up on the old valley sign
we ran from the cops and we hid out all night
come rain or come snow in the old neighbourhood
making plans to have no plans and up to no good
we ran when we met up and skirted the law
you had dreams that were bigger than any i saw
was doomed from the moment you said it’s just fun
and yet to this day you may still be the one
so if we run now don’t be backing out if you’re let down
and if we fall well we all fall baby we all drown
we couldn’t be bothered back then
but we’ll fight until someone says when
we hustle and flow and we let it all go
we wonder what we could’ve been
sing ooh whoa
they never saw us coming never saw us coming
sing ooh whoa
they never saw us coming never saw us coming
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