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My Light
03:51
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I see you in the morning baby
I see you in the night
I think about you every afternoon
Also dear let's make it clear
Nothing will be alright
Until I get you right here in the room
I miss you in the morning baby
And I miss you in the night
I miss you each and every afternoon
Also dear please have no fear
Your presence is my light
I hope you shine it down upon me soon
I love you in the morning baby
I love you in the night
I love you this and every afternoon
Also dear please have no fear
Your presence is my light
I hope to find myself beside you soon
Saw you in the morning baby
I saw you in the night
Thought about you every afternoon
Also dear let's make it clear
Nothing will be alright
Unless I get you right here in the room
Yeah hope I find myself beside you soon
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The Six Finger Girl
03:32
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The six finger girl really scared the crap out of me
The first and only time I held her hand I started to scream
So pretty that I knew she had to be a dream
But it was a real “Chiller” if you know what I mean
123456 Oh no!
123456 Can’t be so!
123456 Hell no!
123456 I gotta go right now!
I gotta go right now!
This little something extra let her get the better of me
I went into convulsions when she waved in front of the TV
Woke up in a state of fear
And I could barely even speak
I hope that she don’t come too near me
I’ll have nightmares for a week
123456 Oh no!
123456 Can’t be so!
123456 Hell no!
123456 I gotta go right now!
Yeah, I gotta go right now!
The six-finger girl really scared the crap out of me
The one and only time I held her hand I started to scream
So pretty that I knew she had to be a dream
But it was a real “Chiller” if you know what I mean
It was a real “Chiller” if you know what I mean
It was a real “Chiller” if you know what I mean
123456
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3. |
Empty Chairs
02:49
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No more too fake smiles
And no more frozen stares
No more scary people
Trying to give me nightmares
No more wasting all my time
On things that no one cares
Who is it you’re talking to
In a room full of empty chairs
No more playing “Beat The Clock”
With people tracking me
Putting on a second face
For all the world to see
But now your mask keeps on falling off
You better send it for repairs
Tell me who are you talking to
In a room full of empty chairs
No more taking all kinds of blame
From petty little narrow minds
Finger pointing is such a shame
And so I’m leaving it all far behind
Cause now I’ve taken all my truths
And turned them into dares
Tell me who are you talking to
In a room full of empty chairs
Who is it you’re talking to
Now that the world is full of empty chairs
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4. |
Taking Care Of Bees Nest
03:58
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Alright…
You woke up just this morning when the hornets started swarming
Wondered why the hell you moved here from the city
There's a buzzing in the sky and pretty soon you realize
You'll be getting stung and it won't be pretty
But if you spray the hive on time you can kill them all by nine
You driving to the store to get your spray
It's the stingers you avoid
Try not to get them annoyed
And hope they don't attack you today
And you been taking care of bees nest every day
Taking care of bees nest every way
You be taking care of bees nest how they hurt
Taking care of bees nest these hornets are the worst
Look out!
It's easy to be bitching when there's bees in my kitchen
I hope it can’t sting my ass through denim
I try hard not to smack it when I see a yellow jacket
I hope I aint allergic to venom
People know this aint no fun when they see me scream and run
I tell them that I hate it this way
It's the stingers I’ll avoid,try not to get them annoyed
I hope they don’t attack me today
***
We get up every morning when the hornets started swarming
Wondered why the hell we moved here from the city
There's a buzzing in the sky and pretty soon we realize
We'll be getting stung and it’ll be a pity
But if we spray the hive on time we can kill them all by nine
I’m driving to the store to get the spray
It's the stingers we avoid
Try not to get them annoyed
We hope they don't attack us today
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Gonna beat up Santa Claus for Christmas
Jolly bastard has got me seeing red
Every year he throws away my wish list
Leaves behind one pathetic lump of coal instead
Eats all my damn cookies but leaves me coal instead
Gonna pound him all to hell on Christmas
Just can’t wait to send his ass to school
Punches and kicks are my educational business
Fractures and contusions are the golden rule
Oh fractures and contusions are the golden rule
Ho ho ho…
Yuletide pain for Santa Claus on Christmas
Black and blue until the month of May
Wrap these jabs and hooks with hugs and kisses my friend
Gonna beat up Santa Claus right here on Christmas day
Gonna beat up Santa Claus right here on Christmas day
Gonna beat up Santa Claus right here on Christmas day
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Lyrics
I was standing by my window
On one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by Lord, by and by
Theres a better home awaiting
In the sky Lord, in the sky
So I told her undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For this lady you are carrying
Lord I hate to see her go
So I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in her grave
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7. |
Sick Day
03:36
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Don't wanna go to work
So I picked up the telephone
This job I'm gonna shirk
And spend the entire day at home
I lay it on real thick
Coughing in my boss’ ear
When I called in sick
For the 22nd time this year
Going back to sleep
I’m not gonna break my ass today
Been living pretty cheap
Because I won't be getting paid
You know I just declared
An unofficial holiday
Because I am not there
And I done called in sick today
La La La….
In front of the TV
Is where I spent the afternoon
A phone call set me free
But I'll be back at work too soon
And that's why I declared
This surprise vacation day
Because I am not there
That’s right I done called in sick today
Didn't go to work
Instead I picked up the telephone
This job is what I shirk
And spent the entire day at home
I laid it on real thick
Coughing in my boss’ ear
When I called in sick
For the 22nd time this year
I’m free free free...
La La La…
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8. |
NYC Breakdown Blues
05:36
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That car is a pain in the neck now
It’s just like a thorn stuck in my side
A total pain in the neck now
Just like a thorn stuck in my side
Never got me nowhere
Just took my money for a ride
And I tell you that aint no lie
Woke up one winter morning
Turned it over and it died
Yeah it never gave me no warning baby
Just turned it over and it died
Now I just can’t get it going yeah
No matter how hard I try
Alright play it brother
Getting stuck right out in traffic
Is never something that I miss
But when I’m trying to see you baby
You know I can’t resist
But now I’m stuck in New York City
And you know that I’m pissed
That’s right, pissed
That car it’s a pain in the neck now baby
It’s just like a thorn stuck in my side
Yeah it’s a total pain in the neck now
Just like a thorn stuck in my side
And it never gets me nowhere
Just took my money for a ride
Oh yeah bye bye
I hate this car
Yankees fan
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Leaves of three leave them be
Leaves of seven direct from heaven
Leaves of three poison ivy
When seven told you done struck gold
Yes you done struck gold...
Wish I had a great big pile of leave
But instead I got poison ivy
And my eyes aint red but my skin sure is
I am not stoned but I really do itch
Like a son of a bitch...
So count your leaves before you blaze
Spare yourself some real bad days
Leaves of three better leave them be
But if there’s seven
Bring 'em home to me
Leaves of three better leave them be
Leaves of seven bring 'em home to me
Bring 'em home to me
Hahaha!
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10. |
The Center Of Town
02:49
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Let's all go to the center of town
Listen to the banjos playing all around
Reckon they could start selling ugly by the pound
Right over yonder in the center of town
The worst thing that ever happened in my life
Got licked by a cow or was it the farmer's wife
Either way I aint gonna roll the windows down
Any time I’m driving thru the center of town
The center of town oh the center of town
Graffiti on the walls and garbage on the ground
If my car should decide to break down
I pray it don't happen in the center of town
The worst thing that ever happened in my life
Got licked by a cow or was it the farmer's wife
Either way I aint gonna roll the windows down
Any time I’m driving thru the center of town
Like some kind of weird ass ghetto hoedown
Keep hearing banjos playing all around
I wonder if the mayor is a backwards-inbred clown
Every time I go to the center of town
The center of town oh the center of town
Graffiti on the walls and garbage on the ground
If you don't wanna turn your smile upside down
You better keep away from the center of town
I said you better keep away from the center of town
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11. |
Sitting Here In Traffic
03:27
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Sitting here in traffic
Just doesn’t ring my bell
Don’t think that I can hack it
At least not very well
This one obnoxious bimbo
Yapping on a cell
Somebody’s playing disco
That’s how I know that I’m in hell
Suffering from road rage
And cabin fever too
Been staring at the fuel gage
And praying it don’t move
Looks like I’m skipping breakfast
Collecting firewood
Starting to get hungry
You are looking pretty good
Wouldn’t it be crazy
And quite ironic too
To starve in a Mercedes
Or a BMW
I’ll sit here in my Chevy
And try not to cry
My thoughts are getting heavy
I hope that I don’t die
Sitting here in traffic
Cause that would truly suck
Aint even got no jacket
Been way down on my luck
The minutes feel like hours
And hours feel like months
So I pray to you sweet Jesus
This don’t happen more than once
Sitting here in traffic
Sitting here in traffic
Sitting here in traffic
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12. |
I Miss The Sun
03:34
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I miss the sun, the way it shines upon my skin
Want to open up the windows and let that mother in
But if I do I will only die in a mountain of snow
And that just aint no way to go
Won't you direct our lies into a more forgiving place
Take me by the hand sweet darling, feel the sunshine on your face
In just a few more weeks all of our dreams are gonna come true
And I'm gonna live them all with you
Won't you come with me baby to the future bright and fun
Take me by the hand sweet darling, and know you are the awesome one
In just a few more days all of our dreams are gonna come true
Can't wait to test them out on you
I miss the sun, the way it pounds upon my days
Want to open up the window to ultraviolet rays
But if I do I will only die in a mountain of snow
That just aint no way to go
That just aint no way to go
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13. |
Black Magic Marker
02:42
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Got a black magic marker
Got a black magic marker
I got a black magic marker
Got to tell you all I say is true
That with my black magic marker
I'm gonna draw a mustache on you
Don't draw one back on me baby
Don't draw one back on me baby
Yes don't draw one back on me baby
Stop messing with my face you see
Don't use that black magic marker
To draw no pair of devil horns on me
You’re getting weird on me baby
Don’t draw no beard on me baby
You draw a beard on me baby
I just might retaliate too
I take this black magic marker
I draw a pair of glasses on you
Hahaha...
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14. |
The Only Sound You Know
04:04
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Wake up little girl you know
Life is just a TV show
Or a dream about the only sound you know
The time has come to let you go
Walked into my world you know
Seemed like only yesterday
Had you right beside me
Our love was here to stay
Next thing I know you’re taken away
Once a heart so full of joy
A future so true
Withered and died like so many
Dreams often do
The time has lost all meaning
Now that you are gone
Only thing for sure this can't go on
Wake up little girl you know
Life is just a TV show
Though you visit all my dreams
You gotta know
The time has come to let you go
To let you go
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15. |
Where Have You Gone
03:12
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Where have you gone?
You are Number One
And I love you more than any person
Under the sun
What have I done?
Since you been gone
Life just isn’t any fun
Because lately all our conversations
Consist of one
Where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
You are the only one
And I will always love you more than any
Thing under the sun
Where have you gone?
Where have you gone?
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Tell me why you looking at me that way
As you cry and slowly go insane
And you try to hurt me till I fall
Tell me why tell me all
You must be high if you think I am gonna stay
Like a shy quiet little mouse today
And you sigh with your back against the wall
And tell me why and tell me all
I wish that I was on a different day
One where I never sing no song to say
Don’t waste your time waiting for me to call
I’ll tell you why and I tell you all
The reason why I been looking at you that way
Because you cry and the tears drive me insane
You always try to screw me to the wall
And that is why and that is all
And that is all
That is all
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17. |
Light A Candle
03:13
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Won't you...
Light a candle in my name sweet one
And won’t you pray that everything will stay
Exactly as it was
And I will…
Light a candle upon this little wish
And I will hope it doesn't burn my fingertip
Yes I will hope it never burns no fingertip
And so I…
Start a perfect day upon your kiss
And so I hope that everything remains
Exactly just like this
And I will…
Light a candle in your name sweet one
And I will keep your candle burning on and on
Yes I will light a candle in your name sweet one
And I will keep your candle burning on and on
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18. |
Blackberry Blossom
03:09
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