1. |
Fight For
03:31
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Fight for country
Fight for family
Fight for yourself
You fight for everyone else
Fight for country
Fight for family
Fight for honor and fame
Fight for your name
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2. |
Big Beers
02:39
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These girls are crazy
Run around, mindless hazy
They started making out
Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly!
I’m walking the streets
Walking the streets again
Trying to make a dime
Busking, busking, busking
I wanna lay right down
Right next to your pretty face
Big beers and broken hands
I know, I know I’m lazy
I got the time but I think I’m a day late
It’s already now
Run away
Run away, run away
I’m walking the streets
I’m walking the streets
Tryin’ to stay alive
Busking, busking, busking
Time…
Just killin’ time…
Just killin’ time…
Big beers and broken hands
I’m just killin’ time
Walkin’ the streets
Walkin’ the streets
I’m just killin’ time
Walkin’ the streets
Walkin’ the streets
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3. |
Impressions
03:14
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Your first impression well…
It wasn’t quite as impressive as this
But what else is as impressive as this?
I can only see as far as my eyes will let me see
That’s why I’m telling you
We are we
Only once will I say this
But I’ll tell you twice
I never miss
We are we
You are you
But maybe we can change that
Not just once or maybe twice
The third time is a charm
I’ll only tell you
I will only tell you
That we are we but we don’t even need to talk about it
When life takes a shit
We are we
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4. |
Think Of Me
02:57
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Don’t think of everyone
Just think of me
Don’t think of everyone
Just think of me
Wild people that wanna be
They think they are the only ones
Well they’ll find out soon enough
That everyone is much bigger than them
Don’t think of everyone
Just think of me
Don’t think of everyone
Just think of me
They won’t think of you
They won’t think of you
They’ll figure out
That you are all about yourself
Then you would know that no one
Really fucking cares about you now
Well no one really cares
No one really cares
No one really cares
No one really cares
No one really cares about you
No one really cares about you
Don’t think of everyone
Just think of me
Don’t think of everyone
Just think of me
They won’t think of you
They won’t think of you
Me yeah!
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5. |
Taking Over Hell
02:54
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Well there’s something in my brain
I think it’s about to drain
Right in front of you
Can you hear it?
It’s loud and clear
Life is better without regrets
I got no regrets
I kiss and I tell
I’m gonna take over in hell
Well let’s just get it all out in the open
I’ll fill you in on the master plan
Right here in front of you
Maybe you didn’t hear it
It’s loud and clear
That life is so much better without regrets
I kiss and I tell
I’m gonna take over in hell
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6. |
Ghost
03:17
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In the land where I am from
On the other side of the sun
We all do the same things every day
And we drink and we play
The crazy stuff that happens
Well, none of us can explain
But my friend Joe
He can explain
Because Joe is a ghost
It wasn’t me
It was the ghost
We started over
The next day
And we did everything the same
But nothing turned out quite that way
And Joe was shouting out your name
It wasn’t me
It was the ghost
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7. |
Days That End In Y
02:47
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Can’t make up my mind
All you were doing time
Can’t make up my mind
Let’s take another line
It’s got me in a bind
You got me in a bind
Just take another line
So we can drink alone
You’re mine and I’m yours
These are the days that end in y
I can’t read your mind
Can you read my mind?
It’s not worth my time
So tell me my sign
Don’t be left behind
You’re gonna be left behind
Go and take another line
So I can drink alone
You’re so fine
You can trust me
These are the days that end in y
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8. |
Too Big
02:24
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Ride a pony
Sail the sea
Roller coasters
Or climbing trees
Too Big
Too Big
Too Big
You’re just right for me
Could you be abducted?
Or would you flee?
You’re monkey business
Sets my monkey free
Too Big
Too Big
Too Big
You’re just right for me
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9. |
Don't Look
02:54
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If you’re gonna tell me
How I’m supposed to live
I will tell you back
It’s not what you give
It’s what you take from life
And throw it back
I have reasons to tell you
You’re a slack
Don’t look back
Don’t look
Well there’s a little notebook
That I carry around
I like to write poetry sometimes
When I’m feeling really down
Then I have a shot of whiskey
And things get real clear
So clear, I’m gonna say it here
Don’t look back
Don’t look
Don’t look back
Don’t look
Well I’m walkin’ around
I’m walkin’ around and I can’t find myself
Can’t find a bottle, can’t find my notebook
So I’m lost again but I’m not worried about it
I’ll get by
I got another dollar in my pocket
And I’m thinkin’ I might just try
Don’t look back
Don’t look
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10. |
Live It Up
02:56
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Hey man
Hit the stage
Carry out that fit of rage
The gloves are off and the bell just rang
Fight for the glory and fame
It’s the only way
Bare knuckles
Fair play
Live it up!
Don’t back down!
So here’s a challenge for you
Something old is something new
Trading punches
Forget the cage
Two fighters out on the stage
The gloves are off and the bell just rang
Fight for the glory and the fame
There’s no other way
Bare knuckles
Fair play
Live it up!
Don’t back down!
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