1. |
The Start
03:40
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Been up all night.
Never wanted to fight.
Because what I had to say, is gonna be ignored anyway.
And I'm not sure if we're even friends anymore.
That's no way to react I've got nothing to take back.
It's time to turn it around.
Cause it breaks my heart.
Get your feet on the ground.
Go back to the start.
You said you're better off takin some time.
I've barely seen you since it's a matter of consequence.
So what'd you think about, did you have any doubts.
We're both the same so lets write on the same page.
It's time to turn it around.
Cause it breaks my heart.
Get your feet on the ground.
Go back to the start.
It's time to turn it around.
Cause it breaks my heart.
Get your feet on the ground.
Go back to the start.
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2. |
New Order
03:12
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I've been knocked down from what I was thinkin.
Maybe I've been wrong from the start.
But I believe that ship we're on has been sinking.
There's a part of me excited to watch it fall apart.
New Order.
You can't evict ideas who's time has come.
Police in riot gear throw your flash bombs.
You can blur the line between right and wrong.
The more you push us back the more we're gonna come.
I've seen people's faces in the crowd fighting, kicking, screaming out loud that we want
New Order.
I've been knocked down from what I was thinkin.
Maybe I've been wrong from the start.
But I believe that ship we're on has been sinking.
There's a part of me excited to watch it fall apart.
New Order.
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3. |
Chingazo Punch
03:31
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She took the low road
I took the back roads
Morrissey gridlock
Did it to myself
Heavy construction
Heavy deduction
Changed the front lock
Did it to herself
Trying to get to Manuels but
Traffic's back to Clares
Four cars piled in a wreck and
I'd rather be there
Chevy suburban
Full of fat children
I Cut em off
They've clearly had their share
Escaparse
Para Chingazo
Punch the clock cause
She liked Vodka Cran
Trying to get to Manuels but
Traffic's back to Clares
Four cars piled in a wreck and (but)
I'd rather be there (no one really cares)
Dirty rear-view mirror
Water stained, cracked, but still clearer
State Park exit warning
One half mile, two parts mourning
Re-set the mileage
Burn all the baggage
Tip the waitress
20 percentage
Trying to get to Manuels but
Traffic's back to Clares
Four cars piled in a wreck and (but)
I'd rather be there (no one really cares)
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4. |
Scream For the Sorrow
02:51
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Tear down your guards and burn out the lights.
Throw your heart on the line and throw your voice at the night.
Bleed out your throat for the future we wrote cause a song can change the world.
Scream for the sorrow and dance on the graves of the plans and ideas that false powers have made.
Climb up the towers and search out those powers
Pull out your guns and take aim.
Broken schemes will soon feel like a dream.
A collection of souls will stands up from their knees.
Workers will rise with their fists in the sky a common blue force against greed.
Scream for the sorrow and dance on the graves of the plans and ideas that false powers have made.
Climb up the towers and search out those powers
Pull out your guns and take aim.
Are you willing to die from fighting the tide of corruption and grief and of lies and deceit
If so make it known through their blood and their bones that your strength it comes from the streets.
Scream for the sorrow and dance on the graves of the plans and ideas that false powers have made.
Climb up the towers and search out those powers
Pull out your guns and take aim.
Climb up the towers and search out those powers
Pull out your guns and take aim.
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5. |
Last Call
04:02
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Tried to be around, guess it's all my fault.
I got stuck downtown them boys were playin loud and I heard last call.
Give me one last chance to make it right cause time goes so fast.
I Need another night.
Walked a mile home, stumbled down the road to get to you.
The last thing you said is that I let you down I know that's true.
Give me one last chance to make it right cause time goes so fast.
I Need another night.
Give me one last chance to make it right cause time goes so fast.
I Need another night.
Cause every time I'm sayin hi you're sayin bye like a lullaby.
Some cliche played out Mccartney song.
Birds and bees and fallen leaves.
Apologies, soliloquies.
Won't convince you to be not wrong.
Tried to be around, guess it's all my fault.
I got stuck downtown them boys were playin loud and I heard last call.
Give me one last chance to make it right cause time goes so fast.
I Need another night.
Give me one last chance to make it right cause time goes so fast.
I Need another night.
Give me one last (chance to make it all seem right) chance to make it right cause time goes so fast (think I need another night).
I Need another night.
Give me one last (chance to make it all seem right) chance to make it right cause time goes so fast (think I need another night).
I Need another night.
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Thanks Buddy Santa Cruz, California
Rock-n-Roll sprinkled with Americana, Folk and Punk.
Friends playing because they love it.
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