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Beach Town
05:14
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floating in the water just thinking about the past
thinking how we’d live foreever and what we were
doing here would last
there was truth inside of all those lies
sometimes you rush in and sometimes you run and hide
before you know it, your here right now
look in the mirror see the years written on your face
something wild in those eyes that no time could ever erase
remeber days spent in the sun
look around, so much has changed since you were young
don’t matter how much those pictures fade
they send me reeling back to that place
somewhere between up and down
growning up in a run down beach town
the sun sets low across the boardwalk hotel arcade
there’s a party at the flophouse
and everyone’s underage
the boys cruise 1st street in their cars
yellin at the punks and the freaks
standing outside of the bars
the ocean roars on through the streets
in some endless summer song
got in my first fist fight
by the old bike trail near the woods
snuck a kiss from Ballentino
in the driveway of some fancy neighborhood
playing flashlight tag in the streets with my friends
felt like the whole damn world was made for us back then
just like that time we ran away from the cops
left the spraypaint cans
but we never got caught
we were somewhere between up and down
growing up in a run down beach town
I know your lonely
and your not the only one
sometimes it takes all night
just to dive into the sun
Well we drove all around we were lost and found
in some long gone teenage dream
Jimmy jokes, Rhonda drove out to Ghost Light Road
I tried not to scream
And I don’t know who you are
but I got some real estate for you in my heart
just waiting for those eyes to take me away
come on baby
I would have given anything
just to tell you how I felt back then
on one of those soft warm nights
hanging out at the Village Inn
remember how we used to dance those nights away
no tomorrow no yesterday
now its hard to feel anything
life goes on
or so it seems
somewhere between up and down
growing up in a run don beach town
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2. |
Four Track Love Song
03:23
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4-track Love Song
two tape decks and a mixer
tie’em both together switch the tape and move your lips
something out of nothing is the game that we’re playing
if you dont understand then you don’t know what I’m saying
cop those records when they first come out
Bakesale, Icky Mettle and Bee Thousand
in the garage where I learned my tricks
and I’ve been fuckin with’em ever since
this is our song
and you can sing along
we wrote it in our bedrooms in the 90’s
sing along
the words are never wrong
all we wanted was to show you how it feels
first car I owned was a boat
tape deck in the front and a whale in the road
take your pick the front seat or the backseat is a couch
good for bringin friends takin naps and making out
driving with a tape in of news songs I’m working on
turning vomit into diamonds
tear myself apart and throw the tape out
it’s always a fight between excitment and my doubt
cut my teeth on a Tascam 4
ping pong tracks just so I can have more
try to write songs like Jeff Mangum
but I’m just me and they always sound dumb
this is our song
second hand clothes and a coke can bong
we wrote it in our bedroom in the 90s
sing along the words are never wrong
all we wanted was to show you how it feels
I found myself on those tapes back then
now I’m wondering where I went
stumbling around like I don’t know what
still my heart just won’t shut up
shut up yeah
this is our song
with the beat up drums and the broken heart
we wrote it in our bedrooms in the 90’s
sing along
the words are never wrong
all we wanted was to show you how it feels
na na na na na na na na
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3. |
Keep Dancing
03:16
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they came out to fight
those good ol’ boys in their boom cars
but we had the right
to dance all night at the go-go bar
we were just kids
the world was so wild and big
break my skateboard on a skinhead
it was survival down on first street, she said
Hey!
we’re only dancing
gonna keep on dancing
we’re gonna keep on dancing
you didn’t want to go home
your mom was drunk and your dad was alone
but your sister left you an Unrest record
and a little pipe
the metalheads with their poison hair
stumble out on the boarwalk in their snake-skin pants
they beat their fading era out on you
they’re just jocks in make-up that don’t know what to do
Hey!
we’re only dancing
we’re gonna keep on dancing
we’re gonna keep on dancing
guitar!
hey little girl with the vapor trail
I wish I could be your homeboy
ride my bike through the golf course at night
just a poor kid living a rich kids life
they shut the doors back in 96’
and the music died down on first street
we all grew up and we all got lost
but I still hear those songs inside of me
dancing dancing yeah
we’re gonna keep on dancing
we’re gonna keep on dancgin
we’re gonna keep on dancing
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4. |
Jasper
03:13
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you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen
you were born when I was green
and soaking into everything
a diamond child with lion eyes
shining in the crazy sky
then you held the sun inside your face
and when you smiled the whole world begins to shine
like a golden mystery
you are the most beuatiful thing I’ve ever seen
angels hide inside your hair
and play with fire and gasoline
while honey bees wax your halp and mother gets some rest
clockwork birds will take you to your island in the sea
where you chop of all your hair
and revolutionize your dreams
I’ll hold you close
the boy that I found after
you changed your name to Jasper
you don’t owe me anything
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen
you tore down my empire dreams
and drug me through the fire clean
with brand new eyes I see you
float above the wreck
love is all I want for you
I don’t care with it what you do
but there’s nothing in heaven without your quiet blue eyes
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5. |
Dirt Road
04:12
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living on a dirt road
not even ten years old
those days seemed hughed in gold
ride my huffy down
to the jiffy store
lemonheads and coca cola
I climbed to the very top
of the old pine tree
nothing up there seemed out of reach
On our dirt road
theres a rusty trampoleen
in an overgrown backyard
we found a dirty magazine
theres a bike race going down
I caught a bump and hit the ground
I got the wind knocked out of me
and theres always a girl
just puppy love soft and sweet
she knocked that boy right off his feet
On our dirt road
I heard some friend sof mine
making fun of other kids
just for the color of their skin
I was too young to understand
but I never played along
I guess I was old enough to know that they were wrong
On our dirt road
Once they paved the road
everything had changed
and I learned what a skateboard was
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6. |
People Like Us
04:27
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People Like Us
the kitchen is on fire
there’s money in the sink
she said he left now all she wears is pink
the boys go off like bottle rockets in the street
and there goes Mary Go-round
she’s faught or slept with every guy in town
the waitress from Chicago’s got a secret tattoo
Angel spills out with a laugh
while the queen sharpens her tooth and says
well this is where they put the people like us
the drinks are hard they say we play too much
the nights don’t end
the mornings feel like youve been hit by a bus
but it’s never enough for the people like us
Kitty never has any money
but she always finds a drink
the General is belligerent and drunk off his head
yelling orders at some lieutenant thats long since been dead
and Chef Rock shotguns a beer
while the trash band beats through “96 Tears”
some girl’s passed out in the bathroom again
the boss is across the street with a Fernet in her hand, she says
well this is where they put the people like us
the drinks are hard they say we play too much
the nights don’t end
the mornings feel like youve been hit by a bus
but it’s never enough for the people like us
she said “I’ll love you forever” until somebody gets hurt
somebody got hurt
somebody got hurt
you know it’s nobody’s fault and there isn’t a cure
somebody got hurt
somebody got hurt
somebody got hurt
words get thrown around like apple razor claims
and everybody’s guilty but nobody’ss to blame
gimme that rag food, man I’m hungry as hell
the neon spins around like the devil’s carousel
and it’s last call, on your mark, get set, go!
everyone’s a philosopher when thier drunk you know
the boom-box-bum blasts his songs next door
while the broken glass and dreams get swept up off the floor
we sing
well this is where they put the people like us
the drinks are hard they say we play too much
the nights don’t end
the mornings feel like you’ve been hit by a bus
but it’s never enough for the people like us
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7. |
Mary Manhattan
03:09
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eft, right, left left left right left, left, right
left left left right right left, company
dance!
i took my liberty last night
rode the train to midtown, I left the soldier on the boat
it’s getting cold down in Hells Kitchen
I stopped at the Stage Door and saw her glowing through the smoke
Here name was Mary
and we danced all night long
at the Stage Door Canteen
before the war was won
we had a big time!
oh this country boy ain’t seen nothing like
her name was Mary Manhattan
I may not make it out alive
will this boat still float in 1945?
I sit in my bunk and close my eyes
and dream about that night that she kissed me goodbye
her name was Mary
and we danced all night long
at the Stage Door Canteen
before the war was won
we had a big time!
oh this country boy ain’t seen nothing like
her name was Mary Manahattan
her name was Mary
and we danced all night long
at the Stage Door Canteen
before the war was won
we had a big time!
oh this country boy ain’t seen nothing like
her name was Mary Manahattan
momma please, momma please
I know we don’t pray at the same church
but I’m down on my knees I wanna get married
momma please, momma please
I know we don’t pray at the same church
but I’m down on my knees
I only want Mary
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8. |
Shivering
04:12
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back in the day
we played roman candle games
we were impossibly young
it was so terribly fun
somehwere down the road
you got lost in a hole
and started acting strange
I didn’t know until it was too late
now another ones gone
another friend bought the farm to young
it was never enough
it’s always never enough
could have been me
what used to be fun
now your strung out shivering in the sun
looking for a fix
your not fooling anyone
I saw you at the bar
you were laughing like an old car
I really miss that sound
I miss you hanging around
while the music played
you looked twice your age
you blame your girl and your job
but I’m pretty sure that it’s the chalk
now another ones gone
another friend bought the farm to young
it was never enough
it’s always never enough
it could have been me
what used to be fun
now your strung out shivering in the sun
looking for a fix
your not fooling anyone
did you ever ask yourself what you really wanted?
it’s so much easier then you think
don’t put it on the shelf
we’re just getting started
I don’t wanna see you like this please
now another ones gone
another friend bought the farm to young
it was never enough
it’s always never enough
could have been me
what used to be fun
now your strung out shivering in the sun
looking for a fix
your not fooling anyone
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9. |
Out Here
03:36
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the rain beats down
on the windshield out of town
the horizon unfolds
kiss the roof and save my soul
got some friends down the way
some I’ve known a long time
some I just met today
the lightning opens up the sky with a crack
well I don’t know where I’m going but I’m never looking back
we had our fun
we lost and won
no I’m not done
no I’m not done
I called your bluff
and you bit my tongue
now I’m on the run
way out here
“she’s an indie rocker and nothings gonna stop her”
I told her I didn’t know what my life would be like
put my money on a game that could never be won
where the paychecks always bounce and the work’s never done
so I balanced my heart on a telephone wire
the road doesn’t lie my eyes just keep getting tired
we drove all night until the moon was in the street
and my door is always open in you wanna come with me
we had our fun
we lost and won
no I’m not done
no I’m not done
I called your bluff
and you bit my tongue
now I’m on the run
way out here
running in on fumes to the Alabama station
way past E stopped at the pump
St. Christopher started to laugh
well we try every night
just to bottle some light
that our hearts know isn’t gone
I just wanna feel something real baby
I wanna know where I belong
we had our fun
we lost and won
no I’m not done
no I’m not done
I called your bluff
and you bit my tongue
now I’m on the run
way out here
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10. |
All Night Diner
03:52
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three cups of coffee
“is that all?” asked the waiter
we eyeball the menu like a two week old paper
the smoke from your cigarette
dances out of control
a payphone cat, there’s pie in the glass
my jackets full of holes
cigarettes and coffee
old greasey spoon
24 hours
a wayward home for the goons
I promised you the world
but all I got is time and I’m trying
to pay it no mind
in these weathered booths
fit for dutchess and peasant
we tore into tomorrow like a sweet sixteen present
forever was today and nowhere was everywhere
we all had walk on roles in the time of our lives
cigarettes and coffee
old greasey spoon
24 hours
a wayward home for the goons
I promised you the world
but all I got is time and I’m trying
to pay it no mind
fell in love with a girl
scratched her name on the table
well I’d tell her how I felt if only I was able
we’re cowards and kings
thieves and baffoons
we order another round
like we got something to prove
cigarettes and coffee
old greasey spoon
24 hours
a wayward home for the goons
I promised you the world
but all I got is time and I’m trying
to pay it no mind
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