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Looks like you’ve got a title to go with your address
Are you glad to hear my voice? Well, honey, let me guess
There’s not a lot for you to gain
A sorry chapter hiding in our history
No reason to be nice to me
If I were you I’d treat me like nobody
Ought to keep it to myself but I’ll tell you what I know
Guys that lie like I can lie are fine with living low
And if you shot me in my sleep
It’s better than what I earned, ask Courtney
No reason to be nice to me
If I were you I’d treat me like nobody
Now that memory’s a bruise hidden under a lab coat
It’s unpleasant and I shouldn’t press against it so I won’t
But Jesus Christ I’ve got to know
I’m dying here of curiosity
No reason to be nice to me
If I were you I’d treat me like nobody
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Liquor License
03:50
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My throat doesn’t make any sounds I want to hear anymore
And this show’s over soon as I step outside of the car
Without a liquor license it just doesn’t work at all
I owe you so and I know it, I know it
God knows I know it
Put that camera down darling, you’re fucking the whole thing up
God knows why I care but I do, so let them think that I look like I used to
Without a liquor license it just doesn't work at all
And every band needs to know it, I know it
God knows I know it
Come to the coffeehouse and strum any chords, all of the chords
It’s tolerant and positive, there’s beer and there’s wine
And that’s why we can smile the whole time
Without a liquor license it just doesn't work at all
Let every friend tell you different, but they know it
Everybody knows it
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Long Suffering
02:46
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Come on kid, you can move right in
Stack your boxes on the laundry bin
I don’t need to know what you’re bringing
That’s fine
Park your car in the next spot down
Mine’s the Mini that you’ve seen around
Go outside and smoke your white teeth brown
That’s fine
She didn’t do it to be nice
She didn’t expect to hear wedding bells ring
She did it to be long suffering
Keep your whisky anywhere you please
There’s no need to hide it from me
Start at noon and be a mess by three
That’s fine
I didn’t ask you for the truth
I’ve been looking everywhere for damaged goods like you
You deserve better than you’ve had
Ain’t your fault that it ended bad
Sign me up and I’ll be so glad you’re mine
She didn’t do it to be nice
She didn’t expect to hear wedding bells ring
She did it to be long suffering
She wasn’t hoping he’d be right
She didn’t ask him for anything
She did it to be long suffering
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I’ve gotten fired, I’ve been evicted
It was everything I predicted
I’ll summon apologies with all that I have left
But I will not honor this place with my death
Left sneaker tracks across your beaches
Let Jameson write my speeches
It won’t be a Joshua tree that scatters my last breath
I will not honor this place with my death
But you can, dear, since you love it here
Wave goodbye as I disappear
I’ll crash the car in Indiana
Roll off a cliff in Pennsylvania
Treat mediocrity as though it were Macbeth
But I will not honor this place with my death
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Ice Wine
05:29
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Canopy of the clouds above filling up my car with love
Rain snuck in through a ceiling leak, we didn’t fight at all this week
Unhealthy ice wine
All the best things are mine
Mending fences with the sun, don’t be long inside its yard
Caught me I was dead to rights, dodging wives and fishermen
Unhealthy ice wine
All the best things are mine
Here’s the last thing on the list, only frozen bottles left
Shoes I’ll never wear again, don’t know why we brought them back
Unhealthy ice wine
All the best things are mine
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I Like Your Shop
02:33
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Well I know you’ve never seen me before
And I’ve never stepped through your storefront door
But hear me, champions of the dispossessed poor,
I’m no cause for alarm
And I know that I probably don’t belong
And my coat and my pants and my belt’s all wrong
And I don’t keep eye contact for long
No, not anymore
But oh, honey, if you only knew
I don’t mean to cause any harm to you
This ain’t a stake out for the boys in blue
Honest, I promise, I like your shop
I just want a book, I’m not a cop
Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen’s one thing
They’re all revolution even when they’re dreaming
But me with my notebook, and me with my pen,
What the hell is he writing?
He’s checking out the flag with the black and red fist
So hurry, cover up the mailing list
And hide the tattoos across your wrist
So he can’t identify you
But oh, honey, if you only knew
You’re a hundred miles off bout my worldview
And I don’t like the government any more than you do
Honest, I promise, I like your shop
I just want a book, I’m not a cop, no, honest, I’m not
It's gonna be like I was never here
In ten minutes flat I'll disappear
And you can go back to breaking fixed gears
Honest, I promise, I like your shop
I just want a book, I'm not a cop
Bakunin in hand I start down the street
And I can hear them calling the emergency meeting
Did he hear anything worth repeating?
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Soft Sand
02:50
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You got out of the way to be out of the way
And stomped your boots into the soft, soft sand
How could I not be impressed?
I’m gonna rip you off, I guess
And stomp my boots into the soft, soft sand
And let the key fall from my hand
This water’s new, but I’m gonna guess
That the principle’s the same to swim
And though I don’t love you the best
I’m gonna rip you off I guess
And stand here stuck inside the soft, soft sand
Maybe quit the band
But now the water’s rising, and so your stroll is over
I want to see what you do next
Now the water’s coming in, so your stroll is over
I want to see what you do next
Cause I don’t know what to do next
But listen up, just stop for once
Something powerful is coming to me
It might apply but maybe not
You’re tripping barefoot when you walk
You might be stuck inside the soft, soft sand
But you’re stuck there like a man
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Wouldn't Want Me Now
02:44
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I could tailor my work shirts to fit me
I could post perfect pictures and how
I could earn jumbles of letters to follow my name
But you still wouldn’t want me now
If I drove a Lexus to convention
If I picked up every reference you put down
If I knew every inch of the Enterprise, my darling
You still wouldn’t want me now
Not now that your friends have told you the truth
Of the company I kept in the nights of my youth
And it’s great that I’m gonna teach something
And I’ll turn all the problem kids around
You’ll applaud when you hear that they couldn’t do without me
But we both know you wouldn’t want me now
Though I’ve dropped off the face of the Earth, dear
There’s a chance that you’ll see me around
And if that comes to pass, just nod and keep walking
Cause we both know you wouldn’t want me now
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Geoff Hayton Hamilton, Virginia
Grandfathered into membership. Enjoying what's left of my hearing.
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