1. |
Moses
04:02
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Moses
(lyrics by Michael Whalen)
(chorus)
I haven't seen my chin in 35 years
I shot more whiskey than I ever drank beer
Some call me less, some call me Mo'
Most of them call me as they boogie cross the floor
Now you see this beard that's growing on down
Keeps me in tune when the gravity's around
Helps me float when I'm swimming out to sea
Holds your attention when you're talking to me
Strategic with his hat placement as he evolved around the sun
A constant breezy companion who was fickle with his fun
Prone to midday anythings and midnight I don't knows
He wandered town to town by night repeating with the crows
(chorus)
Sanctified in an alley as she howled at the moon
I gave the psychic fifty cents as she peered into her runes
A puff of smoke, a flash of steel, a cut upon my brow
And with that blood she changed my luck but no one knows quite how
(chorus)
Well, these boots are not quite broken in and my harp is still in key
And if these fine birds of mine see fit to sing with me
I'll keep to the road a-wandering, I'll always tip my hat
And play a lively song for you wherever you are at
(chorus)
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2. |
Your News
02:53
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Your News
(lyrics by Michael Whalen)
(chorus)
Where do you get your news?
And does it bring you the Blues?
Does it weigh on your mind?
Does it weigh on your mind?
And do you give it much time?
If all you're doin' is sittin' and spawn'
You ain't got no room to wiggle that broom
So take off your hat and sit where you're at
And listen to the news from the crew
We been round the world, seen lots of that,
wore funny hats, shook hands with the cats,
took careful notes, we rode on boats,
we did inquire about that fire
And everyone that took the time to say,
"Hey, How yah doing? Tis a lovely day"
Well, they reported in their local style
And most of what they spoke weren't made of bile
A lot of talk about missing Dad
Whole lotta yearning for the times we had
All the stories that your Grandma would tell
About throwing pennies in the wishing well
Picture of a scent in a memory
Takes you to the place where you wanna be
Swinging in a hammock on the property of your best friend in the world
(chorus)
If all you're doin' is sittin' and spawn'
You ain't got no room to wiggle that broom
So take off your hat and sit where you're at
And listen to the news from the crew
Well you can conclude if you're in the mood
All that you said and heard from The Dude
Was really just words on a paper script
Wrapped in punctuation here to encrypt
Everything you thought they'd think you'd say
Went out the window that fateful day
All your thoughts, your thinks and thunks
Half written ideas hidden in a trunk
When you gonna let it all out for me
and the whole rest of the world to see
Contemplate and write it down one day
Wrap it up in punctuation
(chorus)
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3. |
Head Against A Wall
04:32
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4. |
Like Being Sad
05:11
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Like Being Sad
(lyrics by Allen Galton)
It’s 3 o’clock you're all alone
And thinking you’re the only one
To ever feel this way
It’s not your fault
How could it be
It’s plain to see that everyone else
Is to blame
You just want company in your hell
You won’t be happy
Till you drown everyone in your well
I think that you like being sad
Only slightly less than being mad
God forbid that you have
Yourself a good time
Why don’t you sit on your hands
Try to ignore the dance
Cause there’s only one way
You can ensure you won’t smile
Friday night the time is right
To load’em up and roll the dice
But you won’t let them go
The storm comes in and rolls again
On you my friend how will you spend
Your last days on this road
Why do you lie to yourself?
What is this need
To drag people down in your mess?
I think that you like being sad
Only slightly less than being mad
God forbid that you have
Yourself a good time
Why don’t you sit on your hands
Try to ignore the dance
Cause there’s only one way
You can ensure you won’t smile
And in the end while looking back
You notice that your ship is cracked
You're sailing all alone
The tide comes in to wash away
And fill you up with yesterdays
That you, now must own
You’ll never see the lie (light)
How you gonna make land
If you won’t even put up a fight
I think that you like being sad
Only slightly less than being mad
God forbid that you have
Yourself a good time
Why don’t you sit on your hands
Try to ignore the dance
Cause there’s only one way
You can ensure you won’t smile
I think that you like being sad
Only slightly less than being mad
God forbid that you have
Yourself a good time
I think that you like being sad
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5. |
Moriarty in Mexico
04:38
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6. |
Cords
07:40
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Cords
(lyrics by Michael Whalen)
On my way to get some new cords
Past the check out line and through the doors
Almost at my section
I had a bump in an intersection
I saw this honey as cute as can be
I had to stop and have a look and see
If all the stories that they told were true
There I was checking out my cords
Would you believe that she walked in that door?
There we were all alone in the stall
I can't believe it even happened at all
Except the cords
She said "They look so good"
She said "I just have to see,
Boy, your cords are really getting to me,
They look so funky and feel so fine,
Can I try them on?
Do you have the time?"
What could I do?
I must oblige
Probably only happens once in your life
Slipped off my cords
She slipped off her dress
What can I say I think you know the rest of the story
About my Cords
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7. |
My Own Bed
04:03
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8. |
Brittle Bones
04:25
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Brittle Bones
(lyrics by Michael Whalen)
She's sending you a warning
You're not safe, you're not home
An hourglass of mourning
The widow makes brittle bones
The web that she is weaving
Its a trap for your soul
And when your mind is reeling
She bares her fangs the venom flows
And there she goes
with your life
ending slowly
She's bending and conforming
Your thoughts, your goals
Your consciousness is bleeding
Your mind is full of holes
Ignore the premonition
She steps back the shadow grows
And now that you are bitten
You'll turn black, you'll turn cold
And there she goes
with your life
ending slowly
And there she goes
with your life
ending slowly
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9. |
Amarillo Sunsets
06:04
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Amarillo Sunsets
(lyrics by Michael Whalen)
Amarillo Sunsets
Waves crashing down
Can you feel the progress
Within the sound?
All the sand is golden
Between my toes and I
Can't explain this feeling
So round it goes
Do you wanna feel the sunrise?
Blue skies abound
Swimming in the ocean
It has been found
Will clear your mind of cobwebs
Scrape (chase) out the mold
When you're in the ocean
You're never that old
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10. |
Lie To Your Women
04:19
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Lie To Your Women
(lyrics by Allen Galton)
Well she asked me for the truth
Sittin’ in that booth
Over some beer and rye
Well I gave her what she wanted
At least I thought I did
But she stumbled
Broke down and cried
That’s when I learned
Lie to your women
Lie to your women all the time
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your days
Lie to them in every way
Do I look fat in this?
No, you look fine
Was I wrong with that?
No, you were right
Do you want me to go?
No, I want you to stay
Tell her that anyway
Lie to your women
Don’t think twice
Lie to your women
Every day and every night
And if you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Lie to your Women all the time
She wanted to know if her pot roast was good
I smiled and ate it the best that I could
We sat down with her family and hung out all night
And she wanted to know if I had a good time
That’s when I remembered
Lie to your women
Lie to your women all the time
If you wanna be happy for the rest of your days
Lie to them in every way
Why didn’t you call?
I’s having problems with my phone
Did you go out last night?
No I stayed home alone
Were you checking her out?
No that’s not what I do
Cause I only have eyes for you
Lie to your women
Don’t think twice
Lie to your women
Every day and every night
And if you wanna be happy for the rest of your life
Lie to your Women all the time
And so I have learned
Lie to your women
I lie to my women all the time
And I will remain happy
Cause I lie to my women
I lie to my women…all the time
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11. |
Good in the Sack
07:02
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12. |
Freckle Face Liza Jane
03:08
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13. |
Clone Trooper
05:05
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