1. |
Parker & 225
04:11
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They fixed the off ramp that used to be so bad
Changed the yield sign to a stop, built the shoulder further out
It's about time, cuz I was one of many scenes
Caused by busy drivers who did not realize they could not yet see
There's little chance of lightning striking twice
Especially since we engineered it to play nice
Still every time that I drive by that ramp
I slow down, look right, and hold my breath
She moved back home, after everything went wrong
She lost her husband and her band, she lost her faith in greater plans
It's overdue, cuz I was one too many men
With my voice hot in her ear, knowing no words could be right here
There's little chance of lighting striking twice
Especially since I blocked her name on all those appss and websites
Still everytime that I drive by her old place
I speed up, and stare straight ahead
What are you waiting for? What are you running from
The future is not driving towards you. The past is not moving on
I'm looking forward to leaving you behind
I'm looking back and choosing what survives
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2. |
High School
02:56
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Are you worried you're a little bit late to the party?
Do you feel like an apple that's lost its shine?
Has it been a little while since you had a solid win?
Are you wondering why you keep on trying?
I wanna be back in High School
I wanna feel like it's all in front of me
You know I used to be beautiful?
Skin and bone and crooked teeth
I wanna feel like I'm 18
I wanna get drunk and go have sex, just like we do now, but in less debt
Are you worried that you've run out of second chances
Are you maybe a calendar that's one day off and one year wrong?
Did you miss a bus that you didn't realize you were waiting for?
Are you sick of everyday feeling older and older and older and older
I wanna be back in High School
I wanna feel like it's all in front of me
You know I used to be beautiful?
Skin and bone and crooked teeth
I wanna feel like I'm 18
I wanna do drugs that change my brain, just like we do now, but in less pain
I sat around in a local bar
And listened to two men I just men reminisce about the friends
They've lost to booze and drugs and death
I drive around in a battered car and listen to voices all around
Singing about youth like they can keep the sun from going down
I wanna be back in High School
I wanna feel like it's all in front of me
You know I used to be beautiful?
Skin and bone and crooked teeth
I wanna feel like I'm 18
I wanna pretend that I'm alright, just like we do now, but with more time
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3. |
Denver Metro Area
03:31
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Those used to be buildings
These used to be plains
That once was my favorite Denny's of all, but we needed more space
There's not enough parking
This traffick is on ham
I've been here since before the rest of you fool and I'll be here when you've left
Denver metro area, what of ya, can I touch
Denver metro area, slow down girl, you're making me blush
Slow down girl, you're making me blush
I can't afford Broncos tickets
And no, I don't even ski
I've been keeping the wetlands from becoming housing since before I could think
And I remember when RiNo
Was not a hip place to be
In fact, I remember when RiNo wasn't RiNo at all
They called it Larimer Street
Denver metro area, what of ya, can I touch
Denver metro area, slow down girl, you're making me blush
Slow down girl, you're making me blush
And if somebody tells me, "it's an overrated town," I say good
Don't forget to tell your friends
High above all the buildings
Flying in past the plains
I get a whiff of that sweet homecoming nostalgia like a kiss on the face
Denver metro area, what of ya, can I touch
Denver metro area, slow down girl, you're making me blush
Slow down girl, you're making me blush
Slow down girl, you're making me blush
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4. |
A Man Named Sue
03:05
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What it is to be a man
Can I pay your bills? Should we hold hands
Is my skin rough? Do I talk tough
And when you walk in do I stand up dear
What it is to be a man
If I feel ignored do I break glass?
If you won't laugh, should I rehash your worst mistakes to pay you back dear
I'm an alpha dog, I'm a hero from a Johnny Cash song
Got the greenest lawn. I can drink you under and still drive you home
I look strangers in the eyes, I always get my handshakes right
So when I call you late at night, the least you can do it pick up
What it is to be a man
I always act first so that you can't say no to me
Or think I'm weak, or catch your breath before I speak, dear
I'm an alpha dog, I'm a hero from a Johnny Cash song
Got the greenest lawn. I can drink you under and still drive you home
I look strangers in the eyes, I always get my handshakes right
So when I call you late at night, the least you can do it pick up
Every single man I know, every king and average joe
Is wearing lace and panty-hose beneath their fancy business clothes
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5. |
Missile Command
03:25
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There was a game that my dad used to play
When he'd get home really late and he wanted to forget the day
He'd play all night until everything felt right
Knowing after all his service he had surely earned it
Missile Command
Don't let the aliens land
But the more you blow up, the more just keep showing up
And it goes faster and faster
Missile Command
You give it all that you can
But the more that you do, the more just come after you
And it goes faster and faster
There was a game that my dad used to play
Between trading in his time so that my brothers and I
Could go to schools for smart or religious kids
And have the things he never had to do the stuff he never did
Missile Command
Don't let the aliens land
But the more you blow up, the more just keep showing up
And it goes faster and faster
Missile Command
You give it all that you can
But the more that you do, the more just come after you
And it goes faster and faster
And now he's 70
And he is finally ready to play a different game
And now he's not as quick
And his legs aren't so steady
And he is always in some pain from making sure things don't fall down
Missile Command
Don't let the aliens land
But the more you blow up, the more just keep showing up
And it goes faster and faster
Missile Command
Don't let the aliens land
But the more you blow up, the more just keep showing up
And it goes faster and faster
Missile Command
You give it all that you can
But the more that you do, the more just come after you
And it goes faster and faster
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6. |
Going Bald
02:38
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If I'm going bald I'll probably shave my head
Though it doesn't seem fair, cuz I already had bad acne
But rather than cling to something that's slowly headed for the grave
I'll shave my head instead
I tried to feel reassured, I talked to my dad's head of hair
I left slightly unmoored, he did not say it could not be there
But rather than blame genetics for taking something I can't save
I'll shave my head instead
When we were in bed, you told me it's just my haircut
I believed you back then, but now I worry you made it all up
But rather than agonize wondering if you lied to save my pride
I'll shave my head instead
So if I'm losing my hair I'll probably cut it off
But if we're breaking up, baby I can make time to talk
Cuz rather than just accept that when things thin and fade
They don't look their best let's talk till there's nothing left
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7. |
Jack Dempsey
01:53
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He was a brawler, never much for ducking
Skin soaked in bee brine. Chewed pine trees to strengthen his chin
What a cowboy. Never knew no way but his fists
And we loved him most when he lost
Cuz everyone loves a brawler, you know we all live to see the knockout
Nobody loves a boxer - making the most of every long count
Paint yourself in a corner and do your best to slug your way out
You know we'd all fight the way you do if we could
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8. |
The Voyeur's Motel
03:17
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He wanted to watch
He thought that we would all learn a lot
If all that he saw he wrote down in a detailed log
He bought a motel
He made the renovations himself
He made sure that he could see you through the vents without you seeing him
And he learned that
Good looking men, good looking women
Don't have as much sex as you'd wish they did
When people think there's no one watching
Everyone's boring, everyone's honest
It made him kind of sad to learn the dissappointing fact
That they don't love any better than we do on the other side of the vents
He felt like a dream
Made up by all his guests in their sleep
Even when he would scream, they'd just go on wiping grease on his sheets
He's stare in your eyes
And sometimes you might start to get a weird vibe
But he made sure that he could see you through the vents without you seeing him
And he learned that
Even priests lie, most couples bicker
As though vacation just makes them sicker
And just because your chest is rising
It doesn't mean that you're not dying
It made him kind of sad to learn the dissappointing fact
That they don't love any better than we do on the other side of the vents
He wanted to watch
He thought that we would all learn a lot
But all that he saw was stuff we probably knew all along
Like people you see are looking back from behind a specially made screen
Hoping that they can see you through the vents without being seen
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9. |
A Bad Day to Be Sober
04:00
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The lights in the kitchen were blinking, green, blue, red
The DJ turned and did a bump off his keys and then bobbed his head
The girls is the kitchen were screaming
The guys in the kitchen were leaning
The girls on the dance floor were grinding
The guys on the dance floor were swinging their arms like nets
Hoping to catch
And I picked a bad time to be sober
I picked a bad time to play it straight
It's not the right time to be sober
It's not the right time change
Amanda was born in Hawaii
And she moved a lot
And Hallee singe opera and folk songs
And works a day job
Amanda was drinking tequila
And Hallee was drinking beer
Hallee asked me for an Uber
Amanda touched me on the face and said
"Men just look better as they age"
And I picked a bad time to be sober
I picked a bad time to play it straight
It's not the right time to be sober
It's not the right time
I'm stuck in the living room, ice water in my hand
Some fool with a sweater on is trying to dance
And I kept thinking how I must look just like him
Cuz I picked a bad time to be sober
I picked a bad time to play it straight
It's not the right time to be sober
It's not the right time to change
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10. |
Not the Best, Man
03:43
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When I was in high school
I thought I'd be everyone's best man
And I'm obviously full of myself
But everyone knows we were closer back then
It's my fault, I am pretty sure
You know I am always caught up in schemes
And I'm guilty as hell of only
Reaching out when I'm in need
Now I don't say hello like I mean to
And when I do, I ignore your replies
And then when we finally get together
I act so shocked I'm not in your life
So I'm not your best man
Guess I should've guessed that
No I'm not your best friend and I know that I'm the one that lost that
That lost that
Now even my girl says she loves me more
When I say I love her
And I hate that it's true
Cuz there's just so much people can take before they're sick on feeling used
And it's just like me to write it all down
As if the words can make it alright
That while I always make room for art
Art doesn't always make room for life
And I could swear I'm the same as I've always been
But something would know that's a lie
And I could swear there's a wall between me and them
But I'll never know if it's all in my mind
So I'm not your best man
Guess I should've guessed that
No I'm not your best friend and I know that I'm the one that lost that
To everyone I'm losing
And everyone I've lost while I've been caught in my own story
I'm sorry that this was the cost
So I'm not your best man
Guess I should've guessed that
I'm not your best man
Guess I should've guessed that
No I'm not your best friend and I know that I'm the one that lost that
That lost that
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11. |
Creature Comfort
03:56
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Hey man, I get it, you work hard
Your nights are long, your days are short
Your mom's alone inside some car
Your dad's all bruise and beating heart
So when you get home you could really use a drink
You've earned the cigarettes you light and breathe in deep
Two kids barefoot, two kids back home
Drink Mountain Dew, dream rock and roll
Two kids grow up, it's no one's fault
I grew up sad, you grew up tall
And effervescent, smiling face behind the bar
You're pouring creature comfort
Everyone would love some more
Buy that bartender a drink
Let's talk out back by the dumpster so that I can catch my breath
And maybe think
Bum my best friend here a drag
He would give me his even if it was his last
He'd smile, "here you go" and then go up in smoke
Man I'll shut up. It's not my choice
It's your damn life, it's your damn voice
One man grows old- small means, fair health
Sits at the bar, talks to himself
And when I'm alone I have too much time to think
About who will pay for all the selfish things I need
Buy that bartender a drink
Let's talk out back by the dumpster so that I can catch my breath
And maybe think
Bum my best friend here a drag
He would give me his even if it was his last
He'd smile, "here you go" and then go up in smoke
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12. |
Hey, Girl, Hey
04:16
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Am I bad guy, or am I okay?
Do you think I'm evil?
Or do I just make mistakes?
Am a I good lover?
Am I even there when I kiss your body, when I pull your hair
Go slow, baby go slow, go slow, oh my God, I don't know
Hey, girl, hey- how do you feel about the way
I repeat the letter y as if we've been dating a long time?
Hey, girl, hey- I don't know what else to say
You know I don't swim so well, and I feel as well I'm swimming all the time
Are you having fun still in the back of my car?
Or did we get too serious?
Did we go too far?
And you know that I like you, and you know I'm not well
And I keep saying I'm selfish, I don't know if I do that for you or if I do that for myself
Go slow, baby go slow, go slow, oh my God, I don't know
Hey, girl, hey- how do you feel about the way
I repeat the letter y as if we've been dating a long time?
Hey, girl, hey- I don't know what else to say
You know I don't swim so well, and I feel as well I'm swimming all the time
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13. |
Ideas & Truths
03:34
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I fall in love with ideas, and can't get them out of my head
Like lyrics on walls in a Summer spent smoking and singing the Beatles in bed
I fall in love with a look
With one clever line at the bar
I'd forget that you're home
Probably close to your phone
And start making up signs in the stars
But stars are just buzzing lights
And looks are just makeup and lighting
Songs never get it quite right
And most interractions are selling and buying
Usually ideas are better than truths
One rare exception was loving you
Falling asleep on the couch
Binge watching TV too late
Holding hands driving around
Chaning my passwords to include your name
Usually ideas are better than truths
One rare exception was loving you
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14. |
Diary of an Uber Driver
04:06
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I said, "are you Katherine?"
She said, "no, but I still need a ride." I looked straight ahead
She said, "I could be Katherine."
And when I looked back there she was holding one bare breast in her hand
I said, "where we headed tonight?"
He said, "some titty bar. You know, I'm leaving my lady."
And he climbed in the car
With the radio low, and slurring to speak
He said, "you know, I think I just act out because I get away with it."
I'm just hoping any of this makes any sense
Driving strangers around
Chewing on mints to freshen my breath
She said, "that's my auntie and cuz fighting with the door guys
They're really fired up, but they won't swing on you.
When they finally got in, Auntie started to cry
She said, "you bitches aint nothing. You know you left me to die"
But she must've felt small, so she chose to dig in
She said, "fuck family, you know I'm raising your kids?"
So Cuz threw a punch, and Auntie pulled hair
And I pulled off to the side of the road and kicked them out in the middle of nowhere
I'm just hoping any of this makes any sense
Driving strangers around
Chewing on mints to freshen my breath
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15. |
Evans & I-25
03:28
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If it's true that you should do one thing that scares you ever day
Then I'm living my best life
Because I'm constantly afraid
And I do not have proof but I don't feel like I was always this way
Maybe time grinds a canyon where there once was just a rut
Maybe I liked feeling special and now I resent knowing that I'm not
As all that I grew up with has gone and changed
I hate to think I'll always be this way
But the car dealership at Evans and I-25
Believes in me the way a beggar trusts a stop light
Why else would the car dealership at Evans and I-25
Keep on saying such nice things on that giant light up sign?
I know, it's probably just a way to start a sale
But maybe the car dealership and Evans and I-25
Believes in me the way a beggar trusts a stop light
And if they do, maybe someday I might
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