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Jan 11
04:42
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I've got a bone to pick with you this chilly day
The way you've misrepresented me left no room for delay
What have I got to do, what have I got to say
to move the needle just a little bit my way?
But I really can't complain
When I get caught out in the rain
It's a thing I can't explain away
And in what world can you absolve yourself of blame
when pound-for-pound your pleasure equals all their shame?
I could teach your kind to be plain
It wouldn't take too long to explain
You'd have to use much more of your brain
To drown out all the sorrows and the pain
Beleaguered men buy up the words and squirrel away,
beleaguered women don't even get one to say
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2. |
Might've Been
03:26
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We're made to brave the rain
and weather all this pain
Til I no longer...
Til we no longer accept this fate
Don't pine for what might have been
The way that it was was never saved because
No argument I can't win
Shift the blame, it's the same as it always was
Hanging on the ropes
Harvest all my hopes
Til I grow stronger...
Til we grow stronger and lift this weight
Don't pine for what might have been
The way that it was was never saved because
No argument I can't win
Shift the blame, it's the same as it always was
Memories are just like dreams
Nothing's quite the way it seems
You take them in, they're all right there
and then they vanish in the air
In the air...
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3. |
Everywhere
02:47
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Arms are waving in the breeze
Leaves are shaking on the trees
Nice to know ya
Nice to know ya
Take a breath and take a bow
The moment's written here and now
I'd like to show ya
Like to show ya
I hear you everywhere I go
In the rain and in the snow
After all, you're everywhere I am
Everywhere
Everywhere I am
I'll watch the president tonight
He'll tell me everything's alright
Back to work, you
got work to do
But Humpty falls back to the ground
vanquished of his golden crown
Nice to know ya
Nice to know ya
I hear you everywhere I go
In the rain and in the snow
After all you're everywhere I am
Everywhere
Everywhere I am
Everywhere
Everywhere I am
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4. |
In a Little While
03:56
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I might as well turn on this brain
to explain the pain away
Even if it's hard to take,
reawaken your stake,
take a break
Can't see through a wall like you
In a little while
you'll be gone and I'll.... refrain
Even if we find a way
to get us back in the paint
the hill we've climbed's inclined to say
the dotted line's pretty faint
Can't see through a fog like you
In a little while
you'll be gone and I'll...
never be rid of this pain
You left me standin' out in the rain
You said "must be time to go,"
leaving me down here below
You said that everyone dies,
but you don't believe in goodbyes
You said that you'd be around,
I've nowhere to go now but down... Down... Down... Downnnnn...
In a little while
you'll be gone and I'll...
In a little while
you'll be gone and I'll...
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5. |
Skate the Bevel
03:45
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Michael Jordan poster on my wall,
What I was staring at when I received the call
I guess I always feared this day would come
Ever since the day I heard what dying was
Looking back, it seems so crystal clear,
The reasons for us all to be here
I guess it doesn't make a difference now,
You're gone, I must move on, I don't know how
I'll skate the bevel,
I'll find the level.
Ignore the devil,
I'll find the level.
I'll skate the bevel,
I'll find the level.
Ignore the devil,
I'll find the level.
Never been alone without you near,
The mask is off and now I face my fear.
I'll skate the bevel,
I'll find the level.
Ignore the devil,
I'll find the level.
I'll skate the bevel,
I'll find the level.
God damn the devil,
I'll find the level.
I'll skate the bevel,
I'll find the level.
Ignore the devil,
I'll find the level.
I'll skate the bevel,
I'll find the level.
God damn the devil,
I'll find the level.
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6. |
Hounds of Valhalla
05:04
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The day came and went
The money was spent
And all that was left was a skeletal frame
The bodies were found
out there on the mound
We waited for you but you never came
Hounds of Valhalla
Howling like voices in my head
I hear em callin'
I hear em callin' out my name
The night fell like lead
A knot on the head
was all that was left when all was said and done
So what is the cost
of this terminal loss?
I wish I could say that the war was been won...
Hounds of Valhalla
Howling like voices in my head
I hear em callin'
I hear em callin' out my name
In time you'll find, one and over again,
that enemies make the best of friends
Some wax, some wane, summer's over and then
...And on and on til the bitter end
In time you'll find, one and over again,
that enemies make the best of friends
Some wax, some wane, summer's over and then
...And on and on til the bitter end
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7. |
Innocence Enshrined
02:59
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A pain that smothers,
take it out on others,
Unfaithful lovers and
blown covers
Unclean living
is unforgiving
Stolen pleasure,
Measure for measure
The agony in my eyes
is the torture in my mind
The agony in disguise
is the innocence enshrined
Work or leisure,
Sunken treasure,
I'm dead, my brother,
my poor mother...
Take a pull from
one big doldrum
They didn't warn me
Adulthood is boring
The agony in my eyes
is the torture in my mind
The agony in disguise
is the innocence enshrined
The agony in my eyes
is the torture in my mind
The agony in disguise
is the innocence enshrined
In seine like a bangus entrapped
In seine like a bangus entrapped
In seine like a bangus entrapped
In seine like a bangus entrapped
In seine like a bangus entrapped
In seine like a bangus entrapped
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8. |
War du Jour
04:11
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It's a call to order
on the southern border
It's a call to recognize the process
A time for love and vision,
not hate and division,
No time to weaponize the press
Well I've tried and tried to understand the other side
but I just don't think I can
All this endless war
Your war du jour
You wanna fund it? Be my guest.
Olly olly oxen free
Why don't he look just like me?
Why don't he talk like all the rest?
Well I've tried and tried to understand the other side
but I just don't think I can
Well I've tried and tried to understand the other side
but I just don't think I can
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9. |
Dawn at Kenney Ridge
02:47
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instrumental
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10. |
Revel In
06:15
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I pretend to know
everything I'm getting into
You pretend to know
everything that I've been through
I guess I'm bitter 'cause
of all the shit you put me through
But neither one of us
could ever make much fuss
What haven't I done for you?
One in head and two in hand
Can you even understand?
Can't supply in my demand
Never even understand
I would like to go
someplace where I'm understood
You would like to go
nowhere but this neighborhood
But only one of us is gonna make the bus
There will be no ills to prevent now,
oh yeah you had it rough
Oh yeah you've had it rough
One in head and two in hand
Can you even understand?
Can't supply in my demand
Never even understand
Words were written in the sand
Only we could understand
Make your peace or take a stand
Revel in all that you command
You can tell me any story
You can carve it in the tree
You can paint a pretty picture
But in it you won't find me
You can tell me any story
You can carve it in the tree
You can paint a pretty picture
But in it you won't find me
You can tell me any story
You can carve it in the tree
You can paint a pretty picture
But in it you won't find me
But in it you won't find me
But in it you won't find me
Wherever you are, I am
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Drew Hackney Chicago, Illinois
DREW HACKNEY has been playing music since his only instrument was his little vocal cords and his only gear was a handheld Fisher-Price tape recorder. Since then, he's been in tons of bands, leading to the formation of a solo project, in which he just creates musical frameworks and his incredibly talented friends fill in the gaps. For fans of Warren Zevon, Ben Folds 5, Steely Dan, Pink Floyd. ... more
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