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oil and spite
04:33
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Oil and Spite
(Oil, oil and spite
Oil, oil and spite
Oil, oil and spite…)
She was protected by a powerful curse in reverse
The bears couldn’t see enough of her plates to give chase
I was infected by a powerful hex
The inspector rejects, I get arrested for a taillight.
She said ‘my husband gonna tan my hide’
The officer blushed red like a stoplight
I get pulled over just for walking outside
They said my sneaker had a busted reflector
And she plans on soaring to save some time
She talks in my headphones
While I’m hitchhiking to save my dimes
While the boys at the shop gave my car last rites
But it got me down to see her on oil and spite
Oil and spite
Well I’m making the connections and I’m breaking the bolts
I’m taking charge of hearts and I’m crushing revolts, yeah
Well you know I jumped leagues but I have a chance
Someone chocked the back door and I’m in the dance
In the dance
And she plans on soaring to save some time
She talks in my headphones
While I’m hitchhiking to save my dimes
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2. |
why would i leave it?
04:19
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Why Would I Leave It?
A groove that pops
Why would I leave it?
That never stops
Why would I leave it?
My fivefold pleasures
Why would I leave it?
My box of treasures
Why would I leave it?
Now if it’s good
Why would I leave it?
And if it sucks
Why would I stay?
And why would I leave even one minute past today?
I can’t feel no feelings
Yet.
Eightteen inch speakers
Why would I leave it?
My Nike sneakers
Why would I leave it?
My baggy britches
Why would I leave it?
My filthy pitchers
Why would I leave it?
If I get some daily
Why would I leave it?
If it’s not provided
Why would I stay?
And why would I leave even one minute past today?
I can’t feel no feelings
Yet.
But maybe I will in the spring when I’m driving
When nobody’s with me to see me crying.
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3. |
walnut street
04:22
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Walnut Street
Anna,
Those football boys climb on top of the barbecue grill
Just to steal your dope from the silver bowl up on the mantle
But they fell
Anna,
The old ladies in their walkers, talking to themselves
And the dog beyond the fence has one eye
And only three legs
Anna, in the front of your house there’s a pool of oil and a rabbit on jackstands
If I didn’t look just like your brother I could be your man
Anna.
Anna,
You’re a little skinny but your face is fine
And when I’m sitting in the trees by myself drinking wine
I can see you on your porch in your underwear.
Anna,
When you walked with me through the tunnel of trees
On the dike that leads to the highway,
We saw the tower that leans that the weird old man
Made with pallets and twine.
Anna,
You always let me drive you to the grocery store
If your last one hadn’t hurt you so bad I could give you more.
Anna,
In the front of your house there’s a pool of oil and a rabbit on jackstands
If I didn’t look just like your brother I could be your man.
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4. |
baksyball
03:08
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Baksyball
I got hops
I stops on a dime
I put the floater in your face and my crossover’s a crime
Man zone or the box-and-one,
I bust a stutter step and your schemes are done
Post up, drop step and an upfake
Spin to the left and the baseline is mine to take
My skills are on the rise
Never seen this kinda shit from a man my size
Can’t get around me with your whack handle? Just ask the ex-vandal
I’m playing baksyball
This court is heatin’ up
Hear the sneakers squeakin’ up
Hard triple team collapsing on me
Dish to Boobie Q for the open three
Game blowin’ up and I’m on my way
From the high school intramurals to the NBA
Don’t even break a sweat to make your court my home
My kicks sharp as the pics on a galaxy phone
I’m playing baksyball
Defense? Well you can ask Germaine
Threw his shit three times in one game
All countries and races
Come to get jump shots in their faces
Vanglorious says ‘I can take him’
Then I reject you at the rim
I’m playin’ baksyball
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5. |
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Five Speed, Four Speed, Three on the Tree
Stuff I grow on purpose is barely alive
But the mole tunnels runnin’ up along the drive
And the dandelions and the dreaded pricker bush gonna thrive
Ten hours a day that I give for pay
Keeps me and my wife from both getting’ laid
Put myself in a box with no night and day
If there’s true right livin’ then this ain’t the way
Five speed, four speed, three on the tree
Auto is too leisurely
I prefer to do all the work ‘round here
Running lawnmowers is a full-time job
I’ve got water in my gas and dirt in the carb
Five speed, four speed, three on the tree
Auto is too leisurely
I prefer to do all the work ‘round here
If the zombies come, then the bank will close
And they can cram my mortgage papers right up their nose
And we’ll live debt-free for a week and a day
Til a horde of walking dead start slouching my way
I could write a new verse with my morning Dew
Til my song was as long as a Stephen King novel or two
But if I’m still doing this when I’m forty-two…
If I’m still doing this when I’m forty-two…
If I’m still doing this when I’m forty-two,
Then the plans that I made never came to fruit
And I didn’t have the stones to sail off on my own
And make my own living with my muscles and bones
And my brain and my heart didn’t do their part
Well, that’s a sad story sayin’ I was never that sharp
If you’re rich or you’re poor, then you always want more
And we’re fools if we don’t go get it
Five speed, four speed, three on the tree
Auto is too leisurely
I prefer to do all the work ‘round here.
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6. |
ohmari
06:55
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Ohmari
Oh Mari
All we’ve lost along the way
Oh Mari
All we’ve lost along the way
Transmission lines borrow and bubble
Leaching off our energy
Increasing our trouble
Oh Mari
All we’ve lost along the way
And the light comes, the light comes
Increasing my faith in this love
The light comes, the light comes
Increasing our faith in this love
Oh Mari
All we’ve lost along the way
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7. |
come right through
03:22
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Come Right Through
Well I appreciate that you want to play
I don’t mind telling you I’m at the top of my game
I’ve been doing this for ten years, waking up in the crosshairs
And I’ve outlasted a pile of ‘em
Because I know what trouble is
So do all those who get close to my business
I tell you what, I ain’t crawled through blood and fire
To take a punkass seriously
I’ve come right through
A lot of harder folks than you
I know people who knows people
I’ll fucking have you killed
Well you know that they took Shadow away
There was no way that they could make her stay
Even though she had to walk a thousand miles without a stitch of clothes
She made it right back to the homefires
Our brothers in red had it going on
Without for the disease and the long gun
Would’ve sent us packing right back
To our cesspool cities in the old world
I’ve come right through
A lot of harder folks than you
I know people who knows people
I’ll fucking have you killed
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8. |
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Stop Taking Money and Leave LA
Don’t let it slide away
Don’t swipe the card and save it for another day
There’s still time to be a creature of yourself
Leave everything behind.
You can’t grow a new tree
From the roots of an old tree
You cannot work out from your chair
No matter what they say
Stop taking money and leave LA
Stop taking money and leave LA
Leave everything behind
Leave everything behind
Leave everything behind
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9. |
the wheel
04:33
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The Wheel
There was a girl in white with ebony hair
In her room I believe I could have kissed her there
You never know what’ll haunt you
I believe I could have kissed her
One missed chance and a week went by
She said she didn’t know me and I didn’t know why
If you asked me right now, I still don’t know why
There was a time in my life I was dry as the sand
Got to Tucumcari just like I planned
Saw a bottle on the ground and it jumped into my hands
Well I ran to the mountains and I ran to the sea
Would have tossed myself in but something rescued me
Would have tossed myself in but it rescued me
Why does everything take so damn long?
God gave me plenty and I let it all rot
Pour a bootleg barrel on the spark I’ve got
Let the flies raise maggots on everything I’ve got
Well I scorned my mansion threw open the doors
Let the rats in the kitchen and the ants in the floors
We all take trips but I bet mine was longer than yours
Why does everything take so damn long?
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10. |
kiss the ground
04:25
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Kiss the Ground
Cease fire, he cried, but they’d fallen
Silent as the ground
That tasted different when he kissed
Valhalla come around again
Jet plane shadows, just like home
A million miles of road
Tired as hell, it’s just as well
It’s here the engine died.
Gotta walk, gotta breathe new air
‘Cause it tastes different everywhere
Gotta walk, gotta burn it down again
I still feel the same.
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11. |
free wood
04:26
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