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Hollywood, Hollywood
02:20
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Hollywood, Hollywood
quick-stop corner store
poison every night
they just see one side of me
the anxious and uptight
two more airline shots
walking towards the train
sugar, bring me back to life
and I’ll be on my way
to Hollywood, Hollywood
Hollywood, Hollywood
hey man where you from?
where you stay?
why you here?
we answer the questions
and disperse, disappear
things are just the way they are
it ain't wrong or right
we ain't friends or enemies
cause we ain't got the time
in Hollywood, Hollywood
Hollywood, Hollywood
I don’t know what ails you
but I could empathize
cause we found california
but it's far from paradise
in Hollywood, Hollywood
Hollywood, Hollywood
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2. |
Cheese Sandwich
02:38
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we been walkin all day
let's go to sleep on the sidewalk
it started raining now we gotta relocate to the uhaul
i want you to make me a cheese sandwich
now ya say you'd never leave but i don't know why you'd stay
cause it's got us by the throat every goddamn day
now there's brown sugar, coconut, and tears on the mattress
and i want you to make me a cheese sandwich
now ya say you'd never leave but i don't know why you'd stay
cause it's got us by the throat every goddamn day
now there's brown sugar, coconut, and tears on the mattress
and i want you to make me a cheese sandwich
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3. |
Tombstones
02:59
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I like the outskirts
the high desert towns
where there ain't much to do
except just hang around
I like the places
I've never been
Leave the light on for me
at the Motel 6 again
but you don't have to
go the way that I do
but I refuse to
live that way again
I've done the 9 to 6
pulling out my hair
cutting on my wrist
I think it's safe to say
I've done gone and made my escape
escape
I sit by the tombstones
off the old interstate
they do remind me
we all end up in the same place
before they put me
underneath that ground
I'm gunna do what I love
and I love to ramble 'round
but you don't have to
go the way that I do
but I refuse to
live that way again
I've done the 9 to 6
pulling out my hair
cutting on my wrist
I think it's safe to say
I've done gone and made my escape
escape
with a bottle of something cheap
and a blinking neon sign
lord knows im feeling just fine
it might be true im barely
getting by
but I ain't felt this free in a long time
no I ain't felt this free in a long time
but you don't have to
go the way that I do
but I refuse to
live that way again
I've done the 9 to 6
pulling out my hair
cutting on my wrist
I think it's safe to say
I've done gone and made my escape
escape
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4. |
The Butcher
03:28
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Lock all your doors and shutter all the windows
The butcher will come and take you in your sleep
Indiscriminate nightmares hide in the shadows
When the kids are gone the mothers will weep
This is a tiny town we live in
And for the last damn near three hundred years
No crime has fallen on our ears but
Night is swallowing our children
And all the footprints left out in the snow won't tell us anywhere to go
The cold dead of winter will yield to the spring
All their bodies will be found under ice in the creek
The flesh wasn't whole and no stories were told
About the maniac who took our young from so long ago
So lock all your doors and shutter all the windows
The butcher will come and take you in your sleep
Indiscriminate nightmares hide in the shadows
When the kids are gone the mothers will weep
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Blind Mountain Holler Vista, California
Lowdown, front porch, Americana poets with a penchant for writing about tramps, junkies, sex, and death.
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