1. |
Cold Dog Barking
03:42
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I don’t wanna run,
the bullet’s in the gun,
Take a shot, take your aim,
you’ll never shoot me down.
I’m a cold dog barking, and you don’t want it, you don’t need it now.
I didn’t want to change
but nothing stays the same
I drew a line in the sand
and then the wave came
I’m the sun in your eyes, and you don’t want it, you don’t need it now.
The day don’t know the night is cold.
The dark don’t know the day is warm.
And You’ve been robbed so blind, you
won’t believe your eyes, but.
Truth don’t tell no lies, dear.
And you won’t find no truth, here.
I don’t want to say
what one of us should say
I’m a maze, I’m a road, that’ll never get you home
I’m a stone in the way, and you don’t want it, you don’t need it now.
You don’t wanna go
I never said to stay
I’m the wind on your back, the wind in your face
I’m a stray cat staying, and you don’t want it, you don’t need it now.
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2. |
Johnny Business
01:51
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Johnny’s not a joking man, since ten he lived his father’s plan
of climbing up a ladder that won't end.
It doesn’t take him much to say, he cannot take another day
of watching that clock spin around.
Some nights he thinks of Sara Lee, her beauty dropped him to a knee
she said, you’re not the marrying kind.
She counted ways he let her down, she never said it with a frown
as she turned and walked herself away.
You build it up and knock it down,
you turn around and around again,
You see it clear and look away,
You line it up and shoot it down down again, again, again.
College was a Godamn bore, he studied hard and studied more
met a girl and let her get away.
He took a job that took his soul, and punching in will punch him out
His heart, fills his head with doubt.
Now Mary’s walking down the hall, she’s looking more than ten feet tall
you better untie your tongue.
There’s nothing that you shouldn’t say, ‘cause money’s not the only way
to buy, the things that you want.
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3. |
The Night is Never Young
02:26
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I’ve been driving this car so long
the car is now the road.
I’ve been using you body
like a map to guide me home.
I’ve been watching them lights go green
but all I see is red.
I’ve been dragging my feet to bone
my feet won’t drag me home.
The day ...
is not that long.
The chain ...
is not that strong.
The road ...
is not that long.
The night ...
is never young.
I’ve been wishing you heard the words
that I’ve been wishing I said.
I’ve been missing the way your hands
could turn my bone to sand.
I’ve been shooting for stars so long
the sky is full of holes.
I’ve been waiting for a tide to turn
and wash my body home.
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4. |
Your Alvy Singer
02:53
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Call like a crow,
no one could know
... what you’ve been thinking.
Cuts to the bone,
won’t leave you alone
... but oh, you, want it.
The sun’s been shining,
where you’ve been hiding.
I know that you’re the sparrow,
I know that I’m the perch.
I know that you’re the fortune,
I know he got there first
I know he spent you good and,
I know you’re feeling broke.
I know you need some change now,
I know I need some too.
...But honey I’m not your bank.
I know the night is coming,
I know the day is through.
I want the world to spin, and,
you want the world to stop.
You want your stones to float and,
you run the river dry.
...You run the river dry.
Tick of the clock,
taking your stock.
... No sense lying.
call and I come,
restless or dumb.
... Own me, only.
Kiss like a crook,
take what you want.
...The night is coming.
The sun’s been shining.
Where you’ve been hiding.
You gave me what I want. But I need it again.
A night was night not enough. To not need you again
You’re fireworks for me. A fickle spark for him
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6. |
Cash You In
01:47
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It’s all been said and done.
I’ll do it all again.
Your body was a maze.
And I was lost in it.
I’ve been trying to find you in,
everyone that I meet.
I’ve been dying to cash you in,
they’re counterfeit.
It’s all been said and done.
I’ll say it all again.
I’ll write a language that.
will box your beauty in.
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7. |
Shoot the Messenger
03:13
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I’ve been miserable, I’ve been wonderful,
I’ve been everything you want.
I’m the bet you made, I’m the card you played,
better count your money good.
I’m, the gold you sold, I’m the lie you told,
I’m the dog you never walk.
I’ve been in your head, I’ve been in your bed,
I’ve been everywhere but here.
Donna don’t you want this song,
Donna don’t you need this song,
Donna don’t you want to sing along.
Found you like an open book,
never took a second look,
You were every word I’d write.
I don’t need a mystery,
you were just the plot for me,
I was only playing half my part.
Saw it in your big brown eyes,
Felt it in your whiskey kiss,
I was never something you would miss.
I’m the house you haunt, you’re the ghost I want,
better dead than not alive.
Cut the puppet string, find your way again,
I’ll be here to tie you up
I’m the game you played, I’m the mess you made,
shoot the messenger again.
Wanna crawl inside , wanna find you out,
wanna guide you back to me.
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8. |
Gone Like Days Away
03:29
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Chad Pelley St John's, Newfoundland and Labrador
Chad Pelley is an author who'd rather write songs than stories.
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