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Later On
04:21
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I like beer and sucking on titties
Beer is great but titties is better
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter
You could read it later
I like beer and sucking on titties and
Beer is great but titties is better and
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter and
You could read it later on
I rise to the east and set em on the table
Spit versitile lines like the Tower of Babel
Sow what I reap and I reap what I sow
Wash it all down with a bottle of Crow
I rise to the east and set em on the table
Spit versitile lines like the Tower of Babel
Sow what I reap and I reap what I sow
Wash it all down with a bottle of Crow
I like beer and sucking on titties
Beer is great but titties is better
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter
You could read it later
I like beer and sucking on titties and
Beer is great but titties is better and
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter and
You could read it later on
I got sacks of gold, man, I own the floor
Ima last cash lenda to the standard and poor
I ride with the king and I ride with the sage,
Great engineer for the golden age
I ride with the king and I ride with the sage,
Great engineer for the golden age
Got sacks of gold, I own the floor
Ima last cash lenda to the standard and poor
I like beer and sucking on titties
Beer is great but titties is better
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter
You could read it later
I like beer and sucking on titties and
Beer is great but titties is better and
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter and
You could read it later on
I cook my meat with a pound of butter
Last night's party's still lying in the gutter
I rhyme sublime and I give the best hugs
Pack volcanos with proprietary nugs
I cook my meat with a pound of butter
Last night's party's still lying in the gutter
I rhyme sublime and I give the best hugs
Pack volcanos with proprietary nugs
Pack volcanos with proprietary nugs
Pack volcanos
Pack volcanos
Pack volcanos with proprietary nugs
I like beer and sucking on titties
Beer is great but titties is better
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter
You could read it later
I like beer and sucking on titties and
Beer is great but titties is better and
If I had a stamp I'd mail you a letter and
You could read it later on
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Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home
Met you outside of a Lotus set
Said you're feeling good, the night ain't done yet
And can I take a drag off your cigarette
I said sure
You said thanks, I don't really smoke
Said you seen the band ten times before
They don't play Moonrise anymore
But Wax was sick and Marisol
And maybe later they'll play Woolly Mammoth
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home
Said I wish Pamela's was open
You said Pancakes? You want pancakes?
I make better pancakes.
Said the bar my cousin works at gots
Bell's on tap and dollar shots
Not that one
It's another one
There's a lot of em
Might as well keep a buzz in this
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home
I gave you a holler
Standing in line at the Family Dollar
Velveeta shells and cheese, generic laundry sheets
Got a govenment card but it's not enough and
You live with a guy who don't do much
But you might move back with your sister
Both grew up just down the road
By a church that ain't a church no more
Not that one
It's another one
There's a lot of em
Even God had to bail this
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class
Low rent, flood plain, not quite middle class home
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3. |
Got Love If You Want It
03:57
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Ain't bringin none that jive to me
Got love if you want it
Ain't bringin none that jive to me
Got love if you want it
I wish I let myself be happy
Wish I lived when I was young
Wish I didn't need the money
Wish I could hug my mom
Wish I let myself be happy
I asked for honey
And she gave me bees
I asked for honey
And she gave me bees
I wish I let myself be happy
Wish I lived when I was young
Wish I didn't need the money
I Wish I could hug my mom
Wish I let myself be happy
I wish I let myself be happy
Wish I lived when I was young
Wish I didn't need the money
I Wish I could hug my mom
Wish I let myself be happy
Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it
Got love if you want it
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4. |
My Soul, My Own
05:41
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Pawned the family Bible
Prayed my last Amen
Mainline's down and my smokes run out
But I'm never going again
No, I'm never going again
No, I'm never going again
Took my daddy's rifle
Traded my IOUs
Got some favors saved with the vile and depraved
But ain't no one coming though
Ain't no one coming though
Ain't no one coming though
When the dark times come are you wise or are you older?
River on fire and the winds getting colder
Who's gonna hear you when you break down crying
Put a blanket on your bed when you fall down dying
My soul, my own
My soul, my own
Was it something that you thought
That you should be, but you're not
Do you think that you get it? You get it?
You get it but you don't
My soul, my own
Every man's a sinner
And I've done more than I should
Never had much but a smile and the touch
But I got it when I could
Yeah, I got it when I could
I got it when I could
When the dark times come are you wise or are you older?
River on fire and the winds getting colder
Who's gonna hear you when you break down crying
Put a blanket on your bed when you fall down dying
My soul, my own
My soul, my own
Was it something that you thought
That you should be, but you're not
Do you think that you get it? You get it?
You get it but you don't
My soul, my own
Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now
Lord, don't quit me now
My soul, my own
My soul, my own
Was it something in a smile
Made you throw down on the pile
Ride out the turn, you and me, and our jagoff hearts
My soul, my own
My soul, my own
My soul, my own
My soul, my own
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5. |
On Top of the World
04:49
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What if only sound
Was the music we need
To make the future clear
Bring you near to me
What if only sound
Was the music we need
To make the future clear
Bring you near to me
I'm on top of the world
But it feels like it's sinking
I'm on top of the world
Floating high like a cloud
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
I'm on top of the world
But I'm on my way down
What if only life was here
To make us sad to see
You weren't here to sing
The songs you could've sung with me
What if only life was here
To make us sad to see
You weren't here to sing
The songs you could've sung with me
I'm on top of the world
But it feels like it's sinking
I'm on top of the world
Floating high like a cloud
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
I'm on top of the world
But I'm on my way down
What if our only time
Is wasting in the prime
It aches your back and
Takes your sleep and
Drives your mind
What if our only time
Is wasting in the prime
It aches your back and
Takes your sleep and
Drives your mind
I'm on top of the world
But it feels like it's sinking
I'm on top of the world
Floating high like a cloud
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
And I can't make it alone
Can't make it without you long
I'm on top of the world
But I'm on my way down
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6. |
Last Cigarette Day
05:07
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Last night
I quit smoking cigarettes
Started again this morning
Started again this morning
Last night
I quit smoking cigarettes
Started again this morning
Started again this morning
I got a cough, won't go away
I got a brain, forgot how to sleep
Between the Afrin and the Primatine
I'm half on life support
And that's bad
So I looked at my smokes and I said we're done
Somewhere along the line you just stopped being fun
Sometimes you gotta burn your lungs
But the rest of the time
It's fucking stupid
So I quit
(Yeehaw)
I woke up
Pretty good so far
I ate some breakfast
Kinda tasted like breakfast should
I thought about going for a run
Thought about playing some guitar
Thought about cigarettes
Thought I might like to have one
But I didn't
No I didn't
Well, I didn't
Til I did
Didn't wanna do it
I got bored
Don't judge me
Thought I'd feel better
But I just felt tired
And pretty disapointed in my lack of self-control
And I thought- tomorrow
I'll quit tomorrow
And this is the last day I'll smoke cigarettes
This is the last day I'll smoke cigarettes
This is the last day I'll smoke cigarettes
This is the last day, last day, it's the
Last cigarette day
Last cigarette day, for real
It's the last cigarette day, for real
Better do it right
Just one last pack
I'll call some buddies
That like to smoke cigarettes
And we'll eat Crunchburgers
And we'll drink IPAs
And we'll smoke cigarettes
Yeah, it's gonna be a good time
Good time
Everyone I know came down to Millvale
El Mambu was there and Taylor Swift and Big With Seed
And we smoked and drank and smoked and it was spiritual
And everyone decided
In unison decided
It was the Last Cigarette Day
Last Cigarette Day, for real
It's the Last Cigarette Day
For real
So I ate some shrooms and I jammed with band
And I stared at the wall and I stared at my hand
There was fourteen hours of Settlers of Catan
And I drove to the beach and played with some sand
And traded my car for a catamaran
And sailed away
Like David Crosby
Yeah, I did
Last night
I quit smoking cigarettes
Started again this morning
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