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Rider
04:08
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In the small hours of morning
Something whispers in my ear
A thousand accusations
No one wants to hear
A laundry list of reasons
To be dissatisfied
You know you’ve got a rider
When you carry this Inside
Hanging in the graveyard
With a tin cup telephone,
Picking out a requiem
From those beneath the stones
I was a fool unguarded
To open up to the unknown
I forgot the warnings(I failed to head)
And i took a rider home
Wash yourself in cold salt water
Burn those candles down
Shed the skin she’s hiding in
Shed the skin and scrape it clean
Cuz that riders gonna ride you round and round
Round and round
Round and round
Cuz that riders gonna ride you round and round
Till you put that rider down
I can see your rider.
Picked up along the way
Don’t know where he’s going
Don’t know how long he’ll stay
Got his own agenda
Got Somewhere to be
Got yourself a rider
Now you won’t take me
(don’t have room for)
You’ve been dancing in the graveyard
Tapping on the stones
In a widows wedding dresses
You bought with stolen bone
You spun away the moment that you thought you were alone
You forgot the blind spot
And you took the rider home
Wash yourself in cold salt water
Burn those candles down
Shed the skin he’s hiding in
Shed the skin and scrape it clean
Cuz that riders gonna ride you round and round
Round and round
Round and round
Cuz that riders gonna ride you round and round
Till you put that rider down
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Armalite
04:59
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Even as a child I knew
I would take a bullet for you
But In my life I’ve never seen
Someone so lucky grow so mean
I wonder what it was that turned you on
A point and click solution and the problems gone
You always liked your hands clean
And to manifest the promise of a new machine.
Now there’s an Armalite rifle underneath your bed
Brass bright jacket and a heart of lead
Back hand of god, I heard it said
An Armalite rifle underneath your bed
By all accounts your runs been good
No one to tell you what you should
You wear the boots around this town
And no one dares to come around
But in doesn’t look like you got much sleep
and what you get is fast and cheep
You dream of what they’d do to you
It’s the same as you would too
Now there’s an Armalite rifle underneath your bed
Brass bright jacket and a heart of lead
Back hand of god, I heard it said
An Armalite rifle underneath your bed
The Black rifle has its say
Ends arguments a block away
Hollow points and talking heads
Blue and Gray, Blue and Red
Blue and Gray, Blue and Red
Misunderstood and overfed
Too much hate to see what you might lose
Not love enough to let you choose
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3. |
Get Up
03:50
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A little wood and a little wire
Small fender amplifier
Slight magic made by hand
That was something I could understand
I got nothing from the place I was
School days just because
Somebody wants you in an office chair
Working wile they don’t see you there
But I have tasted of the sacred wine
Felt the pull when the stars align
The only god is the one I know
That’s the one yelling go cat go
Get up get up get up get up get up
Let it show
Get up get up get up get up get up
let it flow
Don’t you think it’s time
to love the things you can’t control
If you don’t let it you’ll never know
Little fisher price record player
Transistorised and prized soothsayer
Old vinyl from my parents time
Holy relics of rhythm and rhyme
I never had a lesson,
taught my self
Took a book from the library shelf
It had everything I need
I’d play ‘til my fingers bleed on a
Borrowed guitar from a friend of mine
He lost both arms to a powerline
He taught me how to tune it with his feet
That kind of grit just can’t be beat
Get up get up get up get up get up
Let it go
Get up get up get up get up get up
let it flow
Don’t you think it’s time
to love the things you can’t control
If you don’t let it you’ll never know
I’m here to testify
I know I’m a lucky guy
Just to have this chance
To sing and play
This music, it ain’t mine
But it’s with me all the time
And all I want to do is give it away
So that’s what brings me here
Tickling your ear
I hope you’ll play with me
Invest in Ecstasy
You decide what your about
you can wait your sentence out
Or live life like a song by
That everyone can sing along
Get up get up get up get up get up
Let it go
Get up get up get up get up get up
let it flow
Don’t you think it’s time
to love the things you can’t control
If you don’t let it you’ll never know
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4. |
Rolling Blackout Blues
03:39
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When the pipes all freeze
And you want to leave
But the ice shuts down the road
We got rolling blackouts rock’in Texas on account of all this cold
Ain’t no salt, ain’t no plow.
Barely more than corn insulating the house.
The folks in the high-rise still got the bright lies, but those on the edges are struggling and dying
Right here in Texas
I where all of the best is
in the year of 21
there were hard times behind us
They don’t mind us
Cus worse was yet to come
Six days in, down to 6 degrees
Cold in the bedroom, cold between the sheets
Glass by my head froze
When the cruel wind blows
I can hear my name
I swear it’s calling me.
I had a friend who met his end
On that bleak February
His name was Gene Taylor
The piano player
one better I’ve yet to see
I’d sat by the keys
He tried to teach me.
About slurs and slides and hard times on the road with JT.
Now that lights gone out
And I want to shout
But all that texas has is blue silence for me.
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