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you're a bottle cap away
from pushing me too far
well the problem's gettin' big
an empty compact car
so i won't feel so bad
i did all i could do
now i'm on wounded knee
and we're at waterloo
so please get out of my car
i was born in the backseat of a mustang
on a cold night in a hard rain
and the very first song that the radio sang
was "i won't be home no more"
you're a rattle trap tonight
my ears are gettin' tired
so listen for awhile
before this thing expired
oh it was bound to fail
all because of where i'm from
Lyricsnow the moon's at four o'clock
and it's high time kingdom come
so please get out, of my car
i was born in the backseat of a mustang
on a cold night in a hard rain
and the very first song that the radio sang
was "i won't be home no more"
i was born in the backseat of a mustang
on a cold night in a hard rain
and the very first song that the radio sang
was "i won't be home no more"
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There was a girl back in my town
But I shouldn't bring up what I can't put down
She was above reproach in every way
One day I left the town I'm from
As hard as I tried, she would not come along
She left me alone in every way
People are laughing and having such fun
I wish it was happening to me
But this is the moonlight
The very same moonlight
So how happy can I be?
Now I'm alone, and I'm at large
What kind of fool puts me in charge?
God, it's a lonely way I'm living these days
There was a girl back in my town that I couldn't get over
She won't come around, you know
She left me alone in every way
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The hat on your head the ghosts before breakfast
The lump in your throat the name on her necklace
She's certain she'll never be caught
You can buy her things now but she'll never be bought
The cat on her mind the ring in her tan-line
The lowering lids the perfume is white wine
She's certain her karma is good
Glass houses won't burn but you know this would
So take her inside she's your borrowed bride
And you'll never guess how much she has not cried
Life comes apart at the seams it seems
Life comes apart at the seams
It rings only once when you sit down to dinner
You knew all was lost when she named you the winner
You are certain of nothing at all
Except that it's late but it's not the last call
So take her inside she's your borrowed bride
And you'll never guess how much she has not cried
Life comes apart at the seams it seems
Life comes apart at the seams it seems
Life comes apart
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She's a singer and I'm a smoker
I'm dragging it up all my extra store
She was singing and I was smoking
Saving butts all I can afford
I'm just smoking up what I got heavy into
Dragged it up, coughed it up
Sat up wondering where you gone to
All for your return I drank, what wouldn't burn
And called your name but you never came
She's a singer and I'm a smoker
I'm dragging it up all my extra store
She was singing and I was smoking
Saving butts all I can afford
I'm just sitting up it's late, it's getting rough
It's two o'clock, black and white
Ceilings got no good advice
All for your return I drank what wouldn't burn
And called your name but you never came
She's a singer and I'm a smoker
I'm dragging it up all my extra store
She was singing and I was smoking
Saving butts all I can afford
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I turned my microwave on and I cooked my chicken ravioli
The last ten years of my life I've been feeling kind of lonely
I don't do love I don't do women named Hannah
And I don't do red haired girls from Louisiana
And I'm suffering from a kind of indecision
About what I'm going to watch on television
I'll dream tonight of dancing in Coahuila
With a little brown haired girl and her tequila
My mama always seems to sing the same song
You'll never meet no decent girls at Dallas honky-tonks
What she says is true with that I must agree
'Cause any girl worth having wouldn't have a thing to do with me
I'm sitting here just sucking on my cavity (cavity)
Thinking of the things you used to say to me (tragedy)
And I'm suffering from a kind of indecision
About a little brown haired girl
A little brown haired girl
A little brown haired girl
And her tequila
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These storms they gather forces unbeknownst to fools like me
They hide on the horizon too far gone to see
I could have swore the heart you wore upon your sleeve was mine
I could not see in front of me, you were leaving, I was blind
Blinding sheets of rain, that's what I'm blaming
I must have been blind not to see that you would leave
Now you are gone and the world is an ugly place
And I pray good lord send more blinding sheets of rain
I love you lost its meaning to shipwrecked fools like me
The rain is never-ending there's no ships out to see
We have not seen a good night since these thunderstorms rolled in
I pray god please send them back and make me blind again
Blinding sheets of rain, that's what I'm blaming
I must have been blind not to see that you would leave
Now you are gone and the world is an ugly place
And I pray good lord send more blinding sheets of rain
And I pray good lord send more blinding sheets of rain
And I pray good lord send more blinding sheets of rain
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To dream as if lovers of the ultra-familiar
Hover above her as she's checking you out
Wander around her but never sleep with her
Watch her though windows as she pours herself out
You're scoring her shipwrecks with fiddles and dobios
Laugh at the plainclothes police the crowd
Carry her under like water or ether
Spirit her off when the music's too loud
And it's written all over the face of the daughter
Of the mayor of Marble Falls
When she winds up in debt and down doing the Valium waltz
Dream of the day when your memory is fickle
Pine for a time when your mind is made up
Wonder how long âЂ?fore you're pear-shaped and wrinkled
Wind up on window-sills all knotted up
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Time knows you're done
Time as you fall
I'm in the middle, letters you've signed
In your cursive, cursive style
Going down tonight
It's different for boys and girls
I've got your number, I know who you are
You're a satellite on the world
And I feel it slowing
And I feel it slowing down
And I feel it slowing
And I feel it slowing down
You didn't have the right
To go so many a mile
Ain't a good woman who rolls out of sight
She could honestly stay a while
So roll on as you like
Yeah, roll in the sand like a stone
I've got your number, I know who you were
You were a satellite all alone
And I feel it slowing
And I feel it slowing down
And I feel it slowing
And I feel it slowing down
And I feel it slowing
And I feel it slowing down
And I feel it slowing
And I feel it slowing down
And in the satellite rides a star
And in the satellite rides a star
And in the satellite rides a star
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the new kid he's got money
the money i deserve
i should be rolling in it
i've been a working stiff
as for the justice
no one knows where it went
i'm gonna toil away
until my judgement day
i will be rewarded for the good things i did
believe me every year
there is another one here
don't you see i used to be the new kid?
i am sorry to say, you'll get carried away
oh you will be replaced
you will be replaced
i'll tell you again
don't get too settled in
you will be replaced
you will be replaced
Lyricsthe new kid he's got my girl
the girl i used to have
he's got the looks
you know, got them from his dad
i should be kissin that girl
we should be so in love
there is no justice
there's just dark stars above
i'm gonna toil away
until my judgement day
i will be rewarded for the good things i did
believe me every year, there is another one here
don't you see i used to be the new kid?
believe me every year
there is another one here
don't you see i used to be the new kid?
i am sorry to say
you'll get carried away
oh you will be replaced
you will be replaced
i'll tell you again
don't get too settled in
oh you will be replaced
you will be replaced
by the new kid
by the new kid
by the new kid
by the new kid
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She drove a blue car around Bloomington
She was a thin girl, but she had substance
She said that most girls who come to Bloomington
Only come here to find husbands
And the existence of God was confirmed
By the way she unfolded herself alongside
And I tried to harden my heart
But she wouldn't let me
she wouldn't let me
Oh, Bloomington, Bloomington
When the rest of the world is over and done
You'll still be the only one I'll ever love Bloomington
In a park that doubled as a parking lot
There was music, it was free
The girl in pink took a sip of my drink
And laid down next to me
The way she unfolded herself
Was an earthquake, a hurricane tidal wave flood
This is love baby, this is love
The moment she let me, the moment she let me
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Heaven I need a drug
Her eyes are all but fixed upon her coffee cup
And looking down she tells you things are looking up
Take another slug
Heaven I had a dream
But now my life's a nightmare of efficiency
She rattles off the things she never got for free
Gearing up to scream
I remember when
I had you and you had so much promise then
You promised me that you would never leave again
To be broken you were made, Adelaide
Heaven I need a rest
I recognized the voices talking in my head
I couldn't make out everything the voices said
Loving you is a test
I remember when
LyricsI had you and you had so much promise then
You promised me that you would never leave again
To be broken you were made, Adelaide
Heaven I need a drink
I'm here because they're paying me to do my thing
They never specify what it is I should bring
I'm right up on the brink
I remember when
I had you and you had so much promise then
You promised me that you would never leave again
To be broken you were made, Adelaide
I remember when
I had you and you had so much promise then
You promised me that you would never leave again
To be broken you were made, Adelaide
To be broken you were made, Adelaide
To be broken
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I was a debater
Was not a stoner nor an inline skater
Was not a player nor a player hater
I was just a bookworm on a respirator
Who's to say that's wrong
I was in the chess club
Didn't have a swimming pool much less a true love
Didn't have a dalliance much less a hot tub
I was just a brain whose brain never let up
Who's to say that's wrong
The twelve years after five
Are years we're lucky to survive
Hang in there friends forever
In memory far away
Hang in there friends forever
In memory far away
Went out for the football team
Found out the hard way that you can't live your Dad's dream
LyricsHad pretty thin skin to be in the machine
Then I found a guitar and the rest's a fanzine
Who's to say that's wrong
The moral of the song
Is that the high school kids are wrong
You know they have been all along
Come graduation day you'll be gone
Hang in there friends forever
In memory far away
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In the valley of the shadows I'm waiting
For mother and the other ones I love
So know I'll always love you
Until we meet above
In the battle of the bottle I'm an innocent
And the breaking of glass I'm lost
In the shadow of a downtown overpass
My last I did exhaust
No no no mother should ever have to lose a son
No no no mother especially not such a handsome one
In the middle of the meadow I'm waiting
For mother and the other ones I love
There's no good why this came to pass
There's only just because
No no no mother should ever have to lose a son
No no no mother especially such a handsome one
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