Speaking in Lyrics
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Re: Speaking in Lyrics
How big a mess today?
Ask Bob and he'll say:
"She's a big one and she's gonna be a lotta"
Ask Bob and he'll say:
"She's a big one and she's gonna be a lotta"
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She ain't exactly pretty
She ain't exactly small
Forty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six
You could say she's got it all
She ain't exactly small
Forty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six
You could say she's got it all
You are entitled to your opinion, but you are not entitled to your own facts.
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Well I guess I might have known from the start
She’d come for a star
Might have told my imagination not to run too far
Of all the times that I’ve been burned
By now you’d think I’d have learned
That it’s who you look like
Not who you are
She’d come for a star
Might have told my imagination not to run too far
Of all the times that I’ve been burned
By now you’d think I’d have learned
That it’s who you look like
Not who you are
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There's no place that I'd rather be than right here
With my red neck, white socks, and blue-ribbon beer
With my red neck, white socks, and blue-ribbon beer
The sooner we put those assholes in the grave&piss on the dirt above it, the better off we'll be
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last night I slept with my boots on again
“Excited people get on daddy’s nerves.” - M. Cooley
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if there's one thing I can't take
it's the sound that a woman makes
about 5 seconds after her heart begins to break
that's one thing I can't take
it's the sound that a woman makes
about 5 seconds after her heart begins to break
that's one thing I can't take
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I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
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Iowan wrote:if there's one thing I can't take
it's the sound that a woman makes
about 5 seconds after her heart begins to break
that's one thing I can't take
I like it, I love it, I want some more of it
trying to say I dig that lyric while still speaking in lyrics, if that makes sense, and that's all i could think of
E quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle.
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Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly
Had a nice long toke...
I caught a trucker out of Philly
Had a nice long toke...
You are entitled to your opinion, but you are not entitled to your own facts.
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But she packed up her bags
And she took off down the road
Said she was going to visit sister Flo
She used my address and my name
And man that was sure unkind
Sunspot Baby
I'm gonna catch up sometime
Sure had a real good time
And she took off down the road
Said she was going to visit sister Flo
She used my address and my name
And man that was sure unkind
Sunspot Baby
I'm gonna catch up sometime
Sure had a real good time
“Excited people get on daddy’s nerves.” - M. Cooley
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Walking down Main Street
getting to know the concrete
Looking for a purpose
from a neon sign
I would meet you anywhere
the western sun meets the air
We'll hit the road
never looking behind
getting to know the concrete
Looking for a purpose
from a neon sign
I would meet you anywhere
the western sun meets the air
We'll hit the road
never looking behind
In my blood, there's gasoline..
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I’ve had strychnine, I thought I was dead
I snorted my father and I’m still alive
I did because that’s how it is done
I’m the same as everyone, just kinda lucky
I snorted my father and I’m still alive
I did because that’s how it is done
I’m the same as everyone, just kinda lucky
“Excited people get on daddy’s nerves.” - M. Cooley
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When I was just a little bitty kid I remembered one time Mama said
Daddy sends you all his love from Frisco Bay
I didn’t understand till I was grown
why my Daddy didn’t spend a little time at home
Instead of runnin’ around the country that way
Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield
And see everything in a little bit different light
I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight
Long strips of rubber that you see
Were burned off of this rig by the likes of me
And they’ll ride along the highways in this land
I’m gonna sign my name in this diesel smoke
And let the ones that come behind me choke
Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield
Watchin’ it a flyin’ by me at the right
I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight
I’ve pushed this rig through sleet and rain
And I’ve driven through the rough terrain
Of the Rockies to the docks of old L.A.
On down that old Pacific shore, sing north and headin’ for Baltimore
Of somethin’ ‘bout two thousand miles away
Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield
Watchin’ it a flyin’ by me at the right
I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight
Son Volt trifecta
Daddy sends you all his love from Frisco Bay
I didn’t understand till I was grown
why my Daddy didn’t spend a little time at home
Instead of runnin’ around the country that way
Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield
And see everything in a little bit different light
I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight
Long strips of rubber that you see
Were burned off of this rig by the likes of me
And they’ll ride along the highways in this land
I’m gonna sign my name in this diesel smoke
And let the ones that come behind me choke
Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield
Watchin’ it a flyin’ by me at the right
I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight
I’ve pushed this rig through sleet and rain
And I’ve driven through the rough terrain
Of the Rockies to the docks of old L.A.
On down that old Pacific shore, sing north and headin’ for Baltimore
Of somethin’ ‘bout two thousand miles away
Now I’m looking at the world through a windshield
Watchin’ it a flyin’ by me at the right
I got a sweet little thing I’m wantin’ to see in Nashville
And I’m down around Dallas and a’rollin’ on fast tonight
Son Volt trifecta
“Excited people get on daddy’s nerves.” - M. Cooley
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You're my favorite mista-eyake
Matt playing like an evil motherfucker w/ rhythm with a capital MPLAEMWR.
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bovine knievel wrote:But she packed up her bags
And she took off down the road
Said she was going to visit sister Flo
She used my address and my name
And man that was sure unkind
Sunspot Baby
I'm gonna catch up sometime
Sure had a real good time
good one!
(happy now Cortez?)
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If you don't run you rust
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Dogs that lick
And dogs that bite
Hounds that howl
Through the night
And dogs that bite
Hounds that howl
Through the night
You are entitled to your opinion, but you are not entitled to your own facts.
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the wolves howl all night long
they won't stop and they won't go home
beneath my window they run
and probably it'll be alright
keep everything locked up tight
and wait till daylight comes
did i do this right?
they won't stop and they won't go home
beneath my window they run
and probably it'll be alright
keep everything locked up tight
and wait till daylight comes
did i do this right?
ain't no static on the gospel radio
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Eat my plants and steal my things
You're the head of security
You're the head of security
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There are ghosts in here
They are stuck in the middle
Midnight rattling chains
Just like fireworks
Heading straight for the heavens
But explode on the way
Wake up, sweetheart, rise and shine
There are bones to bury and bones to find
This place is coming to life
They are stuck in the middle
Midnight rattling chains
Just like fireworks
Heading straight for the heavens
But explode on the way
Wake up, sweetheart, rise and shine
There are bones to bury and bones to find
This place is coming to life
Matt playing like an evil motherfucker w/ rhythm with a capital MPLAEMWR.
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Gimme back my dog
Gimme back my dog
Gimme back my dog
Gimme back my dog
Gimme back my dog
Gimme back my dog
Gimme back my dog
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Bruno's mom has got it goin' on
we have a lot of doggy songs we sing around my house
we have a lot of doggy songs we sing around my house
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Well, I used to wake the mornin'
Before the rooster crowed
Searchin' for soda bottles
To get myself some dough
Brought 'em down to the corner
Down to the country store
Cash 'em in, and give my money
To a man named Curtis Loew
Before the rooster crowed
Searchin' for soda bottles
To get myself some dough
Brought 'em down to the corner
Down to the country store
Cash 'em in, and give my money
To a man named Curtis Loew
“Excited people get on daddy’s nerves.” - M. Cooley
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one belt loop wrote:Bruno's mom has got it goin' on
we have a lot of doggy songs we sing around my house
In my blood, there's gasoline..
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I stand accused just like you
For being born without a silver spoon
Stood at the top of a hill
Over my town I was found
I've been on the shelf too long
Sitting at home in my bed too long
Got my things and now I'm gone
How's the world gonna from take me?
For being born without a silver spoon
Stood at the top of a hill
Over my town I was found
I've been on the shelf too long
Sitting at home in my bed too long
Got my things and now I'm gone
How's the world gonna from take me?
In my blood, there's gasoline..
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Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord don't they help themselves, y'all
but when the tax man comes to the door
Lord their house looks like a rummage sale
It aint me, no, it aint me
I aint no millionaire's son
It ain't me, no it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate one...
Lord don't they help themselves, y'all
but when the tax man comes to the door
Lord their house looks like a rummage sale
It aint me, no, it aint me
I aint no millionaire's son
It ain't me, no it ain't me,
I ain't no fortunate one...
What used to be is gone and what ought to be ought not to be so hard
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The silver spoon's in the mouth
Baby clothes are baby-blue
Nothing's ever handed down
Everything's brand new
Newspaper notices heralding that great event
Daddy's buddies send the flowers
Mother's friends have baby showers
Welcoming that Heaven sent
That first born son is always the one
The first to be called and the last to come
He's his mother's favorite, his grandmother's too
He'll break their hearts and he'll break yours too
For he's the first to creep and the first to crawl
The first to walk and the first to fall
Every bruise is kissed, every cry is heard
Every doubt's cast out with a soothing word
'Cause he's that first born son, he's that special one
No matter what comes next, no matter what comes along
Be it another boy or a sweet baby girl
The family's the oyster and he is the pearl
Baby clothes are baby-blue
Nothing's ever handed down
Everything's brand new
Newspaper notices heralding that great event
Daddy's buddies send the flowers
Mother's friends have baby showers
Welcoming that Heaven sent
That first born son is always the one
The first to be called and the last to come
He's his mother's favorite, his grandmother's too
He'll break their hearts and he'll break yours too
For he's the first to creep and the first to crawl
The first to walk and the first to fall
Every bruise is kissed, every cry is heard
Every doubt's cast out with a soothing word
'Cause he's that first born son, he's that special one
No matter what comes next, no matter what comes along
Be it another boy or a sweet baby girl
The family's the oyster and he is the pearl
What used to be is gone and what ought to be ought not to be so hard
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The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl
A thousand clusterfucks will not kill my tiny light
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Once I thought I saw you
in a crowded hazy bar,
Dancing on the light
from star to star.
Far across the moonbeam
I know that's who you are,
I saw your brown eyes
turning once to fire.
in a crowded hazy bar,
Dancing on the light
from star to star.
Far across the moonbeam
I know that's who you are,
I saw your brown eyes
turning once to fire.
A thousand clusterfucks will not kill my tiny light
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Eatin' rainbow stew in a silver spoon,
Underneath that sky of blue.
All be drinkin' free bubble-up,
An' eatin' that rainbow stew.
sticking with the silver spoon theme
Underneath that sky of blue.
All be drinkin' free bubble-up,
An' eatin' that rainbow stew.
sticking with the silver spoon theme
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