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Taketh Away
03:07
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The two old bars where the townies would sit to get wet and whistle burnt to the ground in a blaze last night takin most of main street ashes to ashes and dust dead men's bones empty storefront well ran dry because of the drunks and they chained up the church because of the nuns. Blesses be thy name of the Lord blessed be thy holy name. And the old pews where the crows would roost to gossip and giggle sold off one by one in an auction to pay the debt after the last twister passed through Pastor said that the roof was torn to shreds and the only thing remaining was a rotten tractor next to an old wood she but Blessed be the name of The Lord the church'll have to burn before the bar will chain its doors but blessed be the name of The Lord. What the Lord giveth he taketh away.
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Mama & Papa
02:18
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Mama made me believe that I could be anything that I wanted to be but Papa said "son if you're gonna succeed then plan to work until your knuckles bleed so I'm wearing holes in all my jeans walking holes in every singles street cause you're painted gold and painted chrome and I'm powder coated in rust. My Daddy udon't drive a Caddillac no he pushed as beat up pick up truck and every now and then we gotta scrape it down with a wire brush and I can see from a mile away that you're not one of us cause you're painted gold and you're plated chrome and we're powder coated in rust
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My Kin
01:36
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You , you're the apple of my eye the brightest star up in my sky but I feel that far away from you tonight you're the only pain that's real the only thing that I still feel and it keeps me awake for days and days. Hold, hold me closer tonight than the spot beneath your eye than the blue bird on your thigh you , you gave everything that you had never asked for it back and you've always had mine. well I'll tell everyone but my words aren't as loud as the things you've done. My Kin
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See From Here
02:06
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She feeds the cats everyday at 10 & 3 down on Ave B in San Antonio where she worked all of her life being some asshole's wife and now she's feeding stray cats to pass the time and the townies told me that she's crazy because she's wearin a fur parka in June but damn the cats swear she's and angel because their bellies are never not full. I can see from here that your insides are golden I can see it oh so clear. Well you see her husband doesn't communicate well and he prolly should cause he might find out they have a thing or two in common. He feeds the ducks on his lunch break 9-5 where he worked all of his life just to spite his wife four decades straight he never missed a day and when he retired all they gave him was a store bought cake and everybody yeah they think he's an asshole because he grumbles when he talks but the ducks are singing his praises as they smash all that cake between their sqaulks.
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Jake Langley New Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
For the last ten years I have played and toured in punk bands for the next ten or more I intend on doing the same thing. As well as playing these songs when the bands I am a part of can’t play shows. Let’s create art and memories. Let’s get drunk on the nectar of life. ... more
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