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take a breath, take a break
take a trip to outer space
let it go any way you want just don't let it go to waste
well I ain't no crazy fool
but I'd do it all for you
I'd walk a mile just to see that smile
I'd rewrite all the rules
cause you're mine all mine all mine all mine
pretty soon you're gonna find
I'm gonna make you mind
stolen stares to the crooks
let them have a look
before they bite with the movie rights
well baby I wrote the book
& you're all that I hear
the apple of my ear
i adore you to the core & I always want you near
cause you're mine all mine all mine all mine
pretty soon you're gonna find
I'm gonna make you mind
I would buy the city zoo
name it after you
set em free while you and me are watching from the moon
I ain't no crazy fool
but i'd do it all for you
I'd walk a mile to see that smile I'd rewrite all the rules
cause you're mine all mine all mine all mine
yeah you're mine all mine all mine all mine
you're mine all mine all mine all mine
pretty soon you're gonna find
I'm gonna make you mind
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freudian script
02:46
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where did all the time go?
what's with all the pain?
every time you take the wheel you just drive me insane
& all the times that I remember were much easier
when i had you and you had me & that was that
the fire in your eyes it is raging tonight
cause you didn't like something I said
shoot me down, you just go right ahead
but i'm still gonna love you when I'm dead
sing a simple song to me
right before you pull that trigger
from down here on the floor
i've got to say you look much bigger
than all the monuments erected in my rambling mind
but when I look past all those bricks you're what I find
the fire in your eyes it is raging tonight
cause you didn't like something I said
shoot me down, you just go right ahead
but i'm still gonna love you when I'm dead
I'm still gonna love you
below or up above you
I'm still gonna love you when I'm dead
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wicked charm
03:06
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Mouth is dirty & my slate is clean,
I want caffeine & a piece of that pie.
I don't whisper no cest la vie's
but i might scream "skate or die".
Ain't no billboard can love or thank me,
only rank me on bought success.
I don't watch baseball but i hate the yankees,
quite frankly, I am not impressed.
A lot is lost in that Babylon,
you just ramble on like a car alarm.
Everything good is handed down,
In our small towns, with a big wicked charm.
Pockets empty with a glass half full,
just keep my cool while the iron is warm.
All the highs that we've hopped with cheer
were brewed right here in these small towns
with a big wicked charm.
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could be worse
03:15
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Meet me in Baltimore tonight
yeah we could see it in a different light
& turn the page without complaint
without the music i am lost.
It could be worse,
I've got it good,
consider the alternative before I'm left wishing that I could,
everyone is misunderstood.
Misunderstood. It's understood.
Don't you be sitting still for long,
somewhere your river is running strong.
It's just out of reach, practice what you preach.
Without the music it is lost.
It could be worse,
You've got it good,
consider the alternative before you're left wishing that you could,
everyone is misunderstood.
Misunderstood. It's understood.
Meet me in Baltimore.
It could be worse,
We've got it good,
consider the alternative before we're left wishing that we could,
everyone is misunderstood.
Misunderstood.
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John Muir
02:07
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warm blooded
02:08
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A good cup of coffee
from my favorite spot down the road.
It might cost me but i know where it's grown.
I don't need much
I'm a simple man
a warm blooded American.
With a good fence
I can do anything in my backyard.
The present tense:
When I hit it, I hit it hard.
I don't need much
I'm a simple man
a warm blooded American.
homegrown, independent,
warm blooded American.
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great unknown
02:50
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All I need tonight
is you by my side.
We're invincible,
sharpening the dull.
Find your groove out on the move yeah
where you lay your head is your home.
The great unknown.
Everything is new
when i hang with you.
Living long and loud,
if it's dirt or clouds.
Find your groove out on the move yeah
where you lay your head is your home.
The great unknown.
Where you lay your head is your home.
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curse reverser
02:09
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belly of the beast
03:15
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Freedom rings like a broken bell.
Don't leave your lights on.
I'm unique just like everybody else.
Don't leave your light on.
A pissed off kid for no good reason at all.
Don't leave your light on.
Turn the anger into some words on a wall.
Don't leave your light on.
From the belly of the beast we still hear it sing
with all the warmth in everything.
Oh it's just a feather in the wing.
It's just a feather in the wing.
Freedom rings like a broken bell.
Don't leave your lights on.
Hitching rides from a bat outta hell.
Don't leave your light on.
You can look but you better not tell.
Don't leave your light on.
I'm unique just like everybody else.
Don't leave your light on.
From the belly of the beast we still hear it sing
with all the warmth in everything.
Oh I'm just a feather in the wing.
Oh I'm just a feather in the wing.
I'm just a feather in the wing.
I'm just a feather in the wing.
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everything's changed
03:37
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Dreaming up a new place to be,
this hole in the ceiling takes all my belief.
Reaching out to strangers and theives
who just tun their backs when they get what they need.
Can you feel my pain?
Can you feel my pain?
I just want someone to blame for this mess.
I can't complain.
You deserve more and I wish you the best.
Everything's changed.
"Here goes nothing" he says to himself.
He takes a deep breath as he tightens that belt.
His washed away ears ring like a bell.
It's been a long time since he feels like he's felt.
Can you feel my pain?
Can you feel my pain?
I just want someone to blame for this mess.
I can't complain.
You deserve more and I wish you the best.
Everything's changed.
No one's to blame.
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