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Daisy Chains
04:24
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Pounding Steele's, Monday afternoon
Thinking about a chick last seen the first of June
That's me by the thrift store...denim shorts and friendship bracelets
She loves me, she loves me not...
Daisy tell me what my fate is
I try to entertain myself
with daffodil's,
and summer day's.
But I loose my mind again,
to cigarette's with lipstick stains
It might hurt too much
to say out loud
You let me go and now
I feel tied down
I'm shackled in your daisy chains
Guess I'm a pansy, cuz I can't break away
My heart aches- emotional growing pains
I'm shackled in your daisy chains
Shackled in daisy chains
Daisy says she loves me and
she loves me and, she loves me not
I'm pulling petals for another shot
Your memory is a melody
Stuck in my head it's playing on repeat
I'm shackled in your daisy chains
Guess I'm a pansy, cuz I can't break away
My heart aches- emotional growing pains
I'm shackled in your daisy chains
Shackled in daisy chains
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2. |
Oh, You
03:26
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You hit the nail hit on the head,
oh you hit the nail right on the head...
I was coming home 'bout midday
When much to my surprise
I found my baby in another lover's thighs
I said "Ri, whatchu gonna do about that?"
Well I grabbed my .45,
and I blew that bastard back
They say I'm a bad man
they say I'm a sad man
they see a no-good, dirty scoundrel
tryin to hitch another plan
I say you want me
can't help that you like me
oh first they'll gun you down for money
then they'll kiss you on the cheek
sayin
you
oh, you
you
oh, you
you hit the nail right on the head
oh, you hit the nail right on the head
Nearly split the ground from stompin
when you drove it in my coffin
I was wondering when you'd show up to close the lid
I've taken to drinking
and bullshitting rhymes
I'm blowing smoke rings
while you're working overtime
I said, "Life, you're gonna do me just fine,"
"You know I ain't worried 'bout nothing,
just as long as I get mine."
I'm a fad man,
just a worn out has been
I wasn't even there that long
before they threw me out again
I'm saying
You hit the nail hit on the head,
oh you hit the nail right on the head
If I get to God I'll greet him,
least in hell I won't be freezin
if they can't find a reason to let me in
oh you
oh you
oh you
oh you
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3. |
Dead Man Walking
03:57
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Well I tied my shoes
I got out of jail
Sold my soul just so I could post bail
Black smoke rises
Burns off the street
They dug their nails in my palms and my feet
I went down, I went down.
I went down, I went down.
Bright blue skies
When I call it
Don't be shy
If you want it
Many wise men have lost it
In the haze of the not-ness
Oh a train it is coming
And it won't stop for nothing
Loose your mind
Find a new one
Keep the time
You ain't got none
So don't be caught surprised
Don't be covering your eyes
You keep the devil in your mind
And a gun at your side
I paid my dues five times
To show I'm alive
And when they call you're name
If you don't stand up to claim
You're just a dead man walking
A dead man walking
A dream walking
Walking
I caught a ride
From a girl with fiery hair
She rolls the Windows down
I'm blowing smoke in the air
Lit like a match
We tail the fuck outta town
I keep them bottles up
She just keeps knockin me down
We go down
I wanna take you down
Come on take me down
I woke up this morning
Feeling cold and dead
My bed might as well be a coffin instead
She hit me up
Got me up
Yeah I liked what she said
She's gonna get this dead man walking again
We go down
Yeah she goes down
Take me down
Dead man walking
Keep walking, take a walk.
Keep walking, take a walk.
Keep walking, take a walk.
Dead man walking.
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4. |
Song for the Outcast
04:02
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Burn
Me down to the sticking spot
My hands they feel more like locks
As they slide into place
Tear
Me down like the icicle
You kept by your windowsill
When we were unscathed
And you never thought,
That it would come to this
And you never thought
You'd see it go
So I'm coming home
I'll be there tomorrow
Dressed in the clothes
That you last saw me in
I'll be at your door
I'll lie kill and borrow
Just to get back
To where we should of been
Oh this one's for the memories
White knuckled and grinning face, you can show everyone.
But hold, hold tight to those memories.
We dwell on our enemies despite what we know.
And you never thought
That it would come to this
And you never thought
You'd see it go
So I'm coming home
I'll be there tomorrow
Dressed in the clothes
That you last saw me in
I'll be at your door
I'll lie, kill, and borrow
Just to get back
To where we should of been
This is a song for my mother
Is a song for my best friend
Is a song for my lover
And we
Are all in together
One song for the outcasts,
Who cast out each other.
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