1. |
Someday + Dress Code
07:24
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Someday
Parkin' lot, full on a friday
Standin' in line at the bank baby
Tryin' to cash one weeks pay
I meet an old friend
Talk over what's new
Grab a beer with the guys and I'll go drive out to see you
Well you look bored sugar, starin' at the TV
Turn your head when I hold you
Ya don't wanna kiss me
You say that you're fed up, tired of stayin' home at night
You wish you had a new boy
Someone to give you everything you think is gonna make it alright
Chorus
Don't turn and walk away
You might just regret it baby someday
Someday
We used to have fun honey, without doin' too much
Seemed like long as we were there together
That'd be plenty for us
But now you're feelin' angry, had your fill of scrapin'
Wishin' you was high brow baby
Walk around actin' cool, and make like you're escapin'
Chorus
Don't turn and walk away
You might just regret it baby someday
Please listen, to what I say
You might just regret it baby someday
Someday
Dress Code
Seems like everywhere ya go the lines are bein' drawn
People scratchin' out a livin', barely hangin' on
Cafes are stuffed full of the groovy crowd
Doin' things they think are gonna turn the world around
Lust and greed is at an all time high
Pay the cover charge and kiss your ass good bye
Chorus
Let's go!
Drop the dress code
Baby don't you know we're all floatin' in the same damn boat
Stand up naked for the world to see
Baybe we can shake a little history
Nobody buys a house to live in anymore
They just buy it, fix it, flip it, then they rake in the dough
Surround themselves with everything they think is real
A single mom can't put down a decent meal
People out in the street, with nowhere to go
It's your own hometown, baby don't ya know
Chorus
Let's go!
Drop the dress code
I'm sick and tired of that monkey standin' at the door
Tellin' me I ain' got the right kind of pants
Tellin' me I can' t come in and dance
God gave us a brain, gave us a soul
But somewhere down the line the soul got sold
To the big time owner of a discoteque
Who don't let you in, unless you look hip
But the common man's comin' baby any day
You better let him in or there's hell to pay
Chorus
Let's go!
Drop the dress code
Baby don't ya know we're all floatin' in the same damn boat
Stand up naked for the world to see
Maybe we can shake a little history
Put your hand in mine, let's go see
Cause sooner or later
You gotta dance with me
Drop the dress code!
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2. |
Chain Me To Your Heart
03:38
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Had my share of losin', wearin' a heart of stone
Had my fill of provin', that I'm alright alone
Baby, some people say that love's a ball & chain
But I say, I'm tired of walkin' in the lonely rain
And if you want me, to be your ever lovin' man
Here is the lock, throw away the key
Chorus
Chain me to your heart
Chain me to your heart
I've got some memories, keep em in their place
I see the future baby, shinin' in your pretty face
Oooh yeah baby, some people wanna live their life in pain
But I say, I want the sun to come and shine again
And if you want me, to be your ever lovin' man
Here is the lock, throw away the key
Chorus (repeat)
Oooh yeah baby, some people talk like love's a losin' game
Ah now but I say, I'd rather lose than never play it again
And if you want me, to be your lovin' sugar man
Well here is the lock, gotta throw away the key
I'll be true to you, please be true to me
Chorus (repeat)
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3. |
I Don't Buy It
04:01
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Hey pretty baby been a walkin' dead man since Monday
Well I used to believe in the weekend but now I've changed my tune
Punch out time on Friday never seemed to come too soon
These are days of conformity, these are the days you don't take a risk
The age of information all the world's on a floppy disc
Thank the Lord above still got it clenched in a fist
Chorus
And I don't buy it, not for a minute
Well I'm not puttin' my faith back in it
Your have it all shuck and jive don't wash with me
Yeah and I don't buy buy it, not for a second
I used to be a sucker for a first impression but not now
Well they can put stuff in your mouth but baby you're the one that swallows
Promise you the world on a platter if you just tow the line
I thank the Lord above they ain't figured out a way of not dyin'
Chorus
Yeah and I don't buy it, not for a minute
Well I'm not puttin' my faith back in it
Your have it all shuck and jive don't wash with me
And I don' t buy it, not for a second
I used to be a sucker for a two bit weapon but not now
If you put your ear close to the ground you can hear a rumble
Of a thousand foundations crackin' in the broken ground
The the beast has awoken now the walls come a tumblin' down
Chorus (repeat chorus 1)
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4. |
Crazy Bill
05:06
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In a quiet little town, a kid ran out
Across his neighbors yard
By the time that day was finally done
Six people fell down hard
Chorus
Oh, Crazy Bill
Yeah, he's gonna show em all
Gonna make em get down and crawl
Well he'd had about enough of what he thought
Was everybody persecuting him
Loaded up his gun, went on a killin' run
Till the teargas did him in
Chorus
Oh, Crazy Bill
Yeah now baby, he'll even up the score
He's got em hold up at the Winn Dixie store
That's right, load em up now!
And when they asked him why
He said he didn't remember
Anything he'd done in the grip of surrender
All the lives shattered that night
Stunned in the darkness
Prayin' for light, yeah now yeah, yeah, yeah
Chorus
Oh, Crazy Bill
Yeah now baby, he's gonna shoot it up
Ain't gonna let em go!
He's gonna let em know
No one's gonna push him no more
Ah yeah, they ain't gonna push him no more
Yeah Crazy Bill, he's out on the loose
He ain't bein' all that choosy now baby
Bout which way he shoots
Six people, down in cold blood
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Well leaves are dancin' in the trees
In the narrow streets where the little kids play
Blowin' crazy in the breeze
Mid July, feels like a hundred and five
A promise in the air
I feel it everywhere
Chorus
In a workin' class neighborhood
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
In a workin' class neighborhood
Now people comin' home from work
They're pilin' outta buses, row by row
They wanna scrub away the days dirt
Knock one back, and baby try to relax
The girls are dressed to kill
It gives your heart a thrill
Chorus (repeat)
In a workin' class neighborhood
The corner store still looks the way it should
People laughin' and drinkin' on the front porch
Talkin' bout the week gone by and everybody that they wanna see
The way that it's supposed to be
Well a promise in the air
I feel it everywhere, I feel it everywhere
Chorus
Now in a workin' class neighborhood
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Well a workin' class neighborhood
Singin' yeah eeeh yeah, oh my, my
Well they're doin' it just like they should
Yeah cause everything's understood
In a workin' class neighborhood
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6. |
One More Question
04:15
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Just before we pack this one up
Just before this one's in the history book
I know we been over all this stuff
But I gotta hear it one more time for luck
Humor me baby, understand the way I feel
Humor me baby, tell me one more time why it wasn't real
Chorus
One more question, another shot of rejection
It's a strange situation, the need for degradation
We've been outta love a long time now
I'd be blind as a bat, if I didn't see that
But there's somethin' in me kinda glutinous
I gotta know who, where, and what
Humor me baby, it might help me work it through
Humor me baby, tell me one more time why it wasn't true
Chorus (repeat)
I guess I never really know when to shut up
Cause one slice of humble pie ain't enough
Quit while you're ahead is how the saying goes
But when it comes to saying good bye I just don't know
I guess it's somethin' peculiar to men
At least the one's that I talk to
Though we've been through this a thousand times
My skull is thick and full of you
Humor me baby, I guess I just can't help myself
Now humor me baby, hit me one more time then it's on the shelf
I promise!
Chorus
Just one more question, another shot of rejection
It's a strange situation, the need for degradation
One more question, another shot of rejection
I will seek my redemption, perhaps a life of contemplation
One more question
One more question
One more question
One more question!
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Dyin' At Your Feet
I love you baby, well this I cannot deny
I love you girl, but I don't know why
The closer that I look, I see death in your eyes
Well yes I do!
Now it might be your body, it might be your drugs
It might be the way, that you lie about love
Whatever it is, sure packs a mighty hard punch
Chorus
Dyin' at your feet
Dyin' at your feet, oh, oh, oh
Dyin' at your feet, oh, oh, oh
Dyin' at your feet
Some say there's a path, each of us must walk
Some are the leaders, some are the lost
Whichever way you go, you gotta pay the boss
Now some say there's redemption, for all our bleeding souls
But when I'm with you baby, well I just don't know
And if I stay here with you, straight into hell I'll go
Chorus (repeat)
Father forgive us, we know not what we do
Father forgive us again, that ain't exactly true
Your Shelter
Yeah now whatcha gonna do about me?
When you finally see I ain't just kiddin'
Who you gonna tell about me?
Will you say I'm not you type?
Will you say I'm ripe to do your bidding
Yeah now where you gonna run from me sugar?
When my love for you just starts to tumble
Whatcha gonna think about me baby?
When my soul is lyin' there
Starin' at your heart I hope you crumble
Chorus
Well now I have fallen for you now
I need to know the comfort of your shelter
Your shelter
Yeah now whatcha gonna do about me?
When you finally see that I ain't just kiddin'
Who you gonna tell about me? I betcha I already know
Will you say I'm not you type?
Will you say I'm ripe to do your bidding
Chorus (repeat)
Can't you hear me callin' for you baby?
I need to know the comfort of your shelter
Your shelter
Your shelter
Shelter
I need it, I crave it, gotta have it
Baby your shelter!
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8. |
She's Tough
03:42
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She's Tough
Well here she comes walkin' now
Jokin' with the boys
Juke box poundin' like a jealous heart
Fills the room with noise
I try to drop my two bit puppy dog stare
But sooner or later now baby
I'm lookin' over there
Yeah I'm gonna set myself up for a fall again
Chorus
She's tough
Tough on the outside
Don't owe nobody nothin'
She got a heart full of pride
And I love her, but she's never gonna be my girl
She don't need a soft man
Punchin' a hole in her tough little world
I put my heart out on my sleeve
Like I always do
But she just looks and laughs and says,
"Hey baby, what's the matter with you?"
"You can keep your romantic stuff
It don't mean shit to me
Cause I made it this far without cha
And honey now there's only one thing I need"
As she lays out another long line of blow
Ah man ya know
Chorus (repeat)
Yeah she tough on the outside alright
Baby works hard for the money
Yeah a heart full of pride
And I love her, but she's never gonna be my girl
She don't need a soft man
Punchin' a hole in her tough little world
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9. |
Turn Around + Hard Line
10:29
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Turn Around
Runnin' around again, no time to talk to friends
Things that ya gotta do, livin' the life you choose
When you the remember the way it was
There's a pain so deep and pure
That sends ya spinnin' around
Leavin' everything unsure
Chorus
Crashin' like the thunder
Turn around and you wonder where you are
Playin' it by the rules, tellin' you what to do
Towin' the line so long, usin' ya while you're strong
They lock your life up for thirty years
They throw away the key!
Workin' hours on end
Never lookin' up to see
Chorus (repeat X 2)
The truth is cold and clear, now in the grip of fear
You struggle tryin' to fight it back, but you're feelin' alone and trapped
Yeah when you remember the way it was
There's a pain you can't control
Piercing your heart
Reachin' for your soul!
Chorus (repeat X 3)
Hard Line
Once upon a time you thought you had some answers
But somewhere down the line the questions added up
Suddenly you find yourself growin' older faster
Starin' down into that empty coffee cup
But there ain't nobody, gonna pull you through it this time
There ain't no one on the face of this earth gonna drag you across that line
Yeah it seems a little unfair,
Well just a little unkind, ah but baby
Chorus
You gotta walk the line
You gotta walk the line
You gotta walk the line
You gotta walk the line
Wastin' all your time is easy when you're younger
Time is just somethin' left there on your hands
You turn around and all the world is crashin' thunder
There's no where left to run to, now you make your stand
There ain't no body, gonna sit there a holdin' your hand
You gotta dig down deep in the ground and search for the promised land
Well it seems a little bit frightening,
Hey it's a lonely time, ah but baby
Chorus (repeat)
Well now everyone's got their own life to live
It's not just you feelin' entwined
And one of these days down this crazy path
The sun is gonna shine
Cause hope and love is what we gotta find
Well there ain't nobody, gonna whisper, "It's alright"
You find yourself starin' down into the heart of the coldest darkest night
Some call it a crisis of faith
Seek and you shall find, ah but baby
You gotta walk the hard line
Gotta walk the hard line
You gotta walk the hard line
Yeah you gotta walk it this time
Well you gotta walk it
Baby start talkin' bout it
Yeah you start chalkin' on it
Walk the hard line, get down
Chorus (repeat)
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10. |
The Only Cop In Town
03:38
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It's almost time for me to go back out on my shift
I feel my stomach start to churn in a sickening way
It's friday night, payday and a big full moon
Pray to god I get my ass outta here soon
This is a land where the sun never shines
A place forgotten by time
Chorus
It don't matter to me, I just want the next jet out
Any naivete in me was washed away in doubt
Baby things'll sure bring you down
When you're the only cop in town
I don't even remember the reason I got here in the first place
My stupid romanticism, the money or both
Now I just stand around and watch the bodies drop
I'm a stranger in a strange land
Disputes are settled by a knife in your hand
And I don't know why I even try
I watched a seventeen year old kid die in my arms last week
Hangin' in his living room
His brother never cut him down in time
Chorus (repeat)
There's nothing here I can save, except perhaps my sanity
I've done my part to pay back the debt of the white man's treachery
Baby things'll sure bring you down
When you're the only cop in town
Only cop in town
The only cop in town
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11. |
Hard Road
04:49
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The week is over, the workin's done
Long enough to lick the wounds but not to run
You look unhappy like you're gonna cry
I think I understand the reasons why
But you can't let it drag you so far down nothin' is real
Now things are different since you married me
It all it was cracked up to be
I think I'm feelin' some of what you feel
Too many things with which we gotta deal
But you have to believe when I tell you I want it to last
Chorus
Don't make a hard road harder
Reach out to me
Don't make a hard road harder, love me tonight
We can't go much farther
I feel you drifting far away from me
Down deep inside yourself where I can't see
You've gotta fight it, or you won't come back baby
We gotta stand and try face the fact
That somethin' is tearin' away at the promise we made
Chorus (repeat)
Don't make a hard road harder
Reach out to me
I wanna your harbor baby
Aw love me tonight
We can't go much farther
We can't go much farther
Reach out, aw now reach out to me baby
I wanna be your harbor
We just gotta try a little harder
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12. |
The Things You Never Did
05:12
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I've been blessed with good things in this life
Longer I'm around I see that's right
Do my best to live right day to day
Pickin' up some hard lessons along the way
Chorus
Livin' with the things, that you never did
Chasin' some brass ring, crumbled in your fist
Somewhere down the road I guess
You gotta do what you feel is best
Livin' with the things you never did
Every crowd's gotta rebel, every crowd's gotta saint
Everybody's got a picture they used to paint
In our secret hearts we bear a cross
For a thousand dreams that just get lost
Chorus
Livin' with the things, that you never did
Chasin' some brass ring, crumbled in your fist
Walkin' down that lonesome track
You know that you just can't look back
Livin' with the things you never did
Nobody's got a free ride that's for sure
No easy answers, no miracle cure
Seems there's always somethin' left behind
In the dream filled world of another time
Chorus
Livin' with the things, that you never did
Chasin' some brass ring, crumbled in your fist
Every choice will bring a test,
Bow your head and do your best
Livin' with the things you never did
Livin' with the things you never did
Livin' with the things you never did
Ah yeah the brass ring
You saw it crumble, crumble in your fist
We all gotta do what we feel is best
Bow your head and do your best
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13. |
Matter Of Time
04:25
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Some guys search for a pot of gold
Some guys yearn for something to control
Me I never been one of those kind
Guess it's somethin' else I wanna find
Now some guys look for love on a plate
Some guys look for a love that's just hate
And I've done my share of stupid things
But when I see you smile, I hear weddin' bells start to ring
Chorus
And in a matter of time
Hey pretty girl wanna make you mine
In a matter of time
Open your heart, give your love to me
Together we'll go out and see what we can see
In a matter of time
Now some guys fall for the same old thing
Some guys wanna a girl on a string
But I ain't lookin' to tie you down
I just want you to want me bein' around
Chorus
Yeah and in a matter of time
Hey pretty girl gonna make you mine
In a matter of time
Open your heart give your love to me
Together we'll go out and see what we can see
Well in a matter of time
Hey pretty baby the world's unkind
But in a matter of time
Together we'll go and give it our best shot
Forget about all of the things we're not
In a matter of time
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14. |
Workin' Poor
05:57
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I bust my ass six days a week
By the end of it all sometimes I feel so tired I can hardly speak
I ride the bus to the burgeoning slums
Past the shopping malls and condominiums growin' everyday
And I bow my head and pray
Things'll get better soon, yeah but I'm scared just the same
Chorus
Workin' Poor, Workin' Poor
It used to be if you had a dream
Put in your time, your blood and sweat you'd see what you'd seen
But all we got now is just a great big squeeze
If you're on top well you got it if you don' t then you grind to your knees
You'll be beggin' please
And I don' t like livin' this way, I feel it chippin' away
Chorus
Workin' Poor, Workin' Poor
Yeah they call it
Workin' Poor
I do my best to live in hope
Once that's gone this'll choke you faster than you could ever know
I've seen some of my good friends go
I don' t wanna drown in the bottom of some cheap bottle
I don't wanna be coddled with a handout
I just want my pride
Chorus
Workin' Poor, Workin' Poor
Day to day
Workin' Poor,
Month to month baby
Workin' Poor
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