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Trick of the Light
04:54
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So we hang out, just walking around.
You say this is nice, haven't seen ya in awhile.
When we were young, we would borrow the picks that we strummed.
And I would grin, face chalked cock-sure of the win.
You're feeling bad today?
Well I say call me anytime, I'm only a hundred million miles away.
Oh here we go, should have known I'm not the star of this show.
It's a trick of the light. I'm sure I'll be fine.
It's been a long time since I felt alright.
To you that's an average day, or at least an average night.
The battlefield is rough, but I believe love is only dead when you decide to give it up.
Oh here we are, cross lovers kept apart by the stars.
It's a trick of the light, I can't believe my eyes.
So here's to the future, and the whims of the deities.
I got my eyes fixed on the rat race, I gambled all my cheese.
And again you'll fall. Why'd you think you were the bell of this ball?
It's a trick of the light, I'm sure you'll be fine.
Here we are again, we sure break each other's hearts an awful lot for friends. If it's a trick of the light, oh well it feels so unkind.
So we hang out, just walking around.
You say this is nice, haven't seen ya in awhile.
It's a trick of the light, by the stars way up high.
Oh but I take heart, because I'd rather be tricked by the light, than left alone in the dark.
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Stupid Heart
01:32
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It's 8:45, on the Friday night, and I got a crush on a pretty girl.
I'll ask her out, when I'm a little more proud of the man that I am and at the time that my head stops spinnin' round.
She'll say yes, she'll put on a dress, my cheeks will be red but not as red as we'll paint the town. I'll take her for a meal, she'll hold my hand and I'll know that is real and then I'll ask her to dance and she'll say "hell yeah boy well you better believe I'm down!"
I don't know what's wrong with me, this dream of mine is well within reach but, I guess you could say I don't know- don't know where to start. I think she likes me too but that sort of risk is just far too much.
For my stupid heart.
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Sharpshootin' Sandy
02:27
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She's a crack shot shot in the dark, she's a super fire cracker that don't need a spark to start. And when the tumbleweeds tumble her way, she shoots 'em down with her eyes closed just to see the look on your face.
And you're sure, when she burns, it might not be safe but at least you'll be warm and when she cools down you know she's soft to the touch, but she'll still cut you in half with the butt of her gun.
Sharpshootin' Sandy's number one.
She's shootin' outlaws at the crack of dawn, you take one shot of whiskey and pass out on the lawn. Well don't throw in your hat just yet, she may be going all in but you still got one ace left:
She keeps her sights on her shots, well caution be damned, she's giving you the hots. You better saddle up though, it ain't just for fun, she ricochets around you like a vulture under the sun.
Sharpshootin' Sandy's number one.
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DIY King
02:58
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Now I've got a plan
Now I'm in control
I'll form a one man band and I will win your heart with rock and roll
Ooooh I can't wait to be crowned upon, you won't believe what you see.
I will scream from every mountain top till they call me the DIY King.
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Blood in the Water
01:34
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A retrospect this song I sing, about the man who would be king, when scientists with their machines all made a grave discovery, that stingray blood when it was mixed with songs produced the greatest hits, that shot up on the billboard lists, as proof black magic does exist.
And so it seemed the choice was this, to join in on this mortal sin, or stand aside and retain my honor as my true love loved another. Thinking really I'm thinking clearly I grabbed the closest speargun near me, headed out with all the others, a grim crusade of heartless brothers.
But I could have died, from the fire in Sandy's eyes, and to our hunt came this reply: "I have one rule uncompromised: killing something that is cute is something I will never do, and Jenny's the name change that I'll choose so people won't call me sharpshoot." So knowing full well I was wrong I went ahead and played along, I killed the most and gained their power but brought about our darkest hours.
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Stingray (Part 1)
02:41
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Stingray (whoo-ooh), Stingray (whoo-ooh). Stingray (whoo-ooh),
Where have you gone?
I never called off the hunt. I always thought it would just blow over soon enough. But as time rolled on it became clear, the only thing that we were producing, was Stingray despair.
Stingray (whoo-ooh), Stingray (whoo-ooh), Stingray (whoo-ooh),
Where have you gone?
Stingray (whoo-ooh), Stingray (whoo-ooh), Stingray (whoo-ooh),
Where have you gone?
Stingray (whoo-ooh), Stingray (whoo-ooh), Stingray (whoo-ooh),
Where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
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Stingray (Part 2)
02:57
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A ray of light opened from the sky, sucked up all the stingy boys as they waved goodbye. They said "well (well, well) we tried, to teach you our ways but our peaceful days are long behind.
Can't reproduce now, with the numbers that are left, but we'll save this planet and all the other animals with our last dying breath!"
Then, they're attack began. The filth and swine of humankind felt their sting across the land.
Mercy's what we begged for, as we got down on our knees, but our prayers and pain were put to shame by our past evil deeds (here we go)
And then their mother ship produced a (sting)ray gun so divine, the folly of man that had scourged the land saw the shape of its demise. If they had openly wielded the power that they held, I'd like to think our greed would have yielded but who can tell?
Stingray (where have you gone?), Stingray (where have you gone?), Stingray (where have you gone?) where have you gone?
Stingray (where have you gone?), Stingray (where have you gone?), Stingray (where have you gone?) where have you gone?
Where have you gone? Where have you gone?
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Trash
01:11
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We're going out on the curb, its just what men like us deserve.
We're going out, feel no guilt, we know we belong with the filth.
We're going out, with the trash, and we're never, never ever, coming back.
coming back.
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Ghost Dog
01:23
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Well alright, Jenny says tonight, "We join the stars up in the sky.
And if we fall, doesn't matter at all. Our heart's too big for a world so small. Ooooh go and find your god. You're getting too old to pray to the ghost of a dog."
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Mitchell Mazzoni Atlanta, Georgia
I like rock and roll and I swear to goobless that someday I'll be good at it
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