1. |
The Undertow
05:07
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The Undertow
(Nana Nana Na Na, ha)
I see you’re playing with fire
I see you’re hiding it well
A smoke ring in the air
a little halo from hell.
I see myself in your eyes
I feel you calling my name.
My tears won’t put out the fire
so let’s go dance in the rain.
Well you’ve been running for miles
and soon you’ll be out of breath,
and you’ll be faced with the truth
just like the notes on this clef.
It’s so cold where you are
I’m burning up way down south.
It started with a kiss
now there’s a gun in my mouth.
God bless our hearts.
Please don’t bury me so far below.
If you’re gonna put me down won’t you drop me in the under tow.
Well that’s not you anymore
you don’t look like that now.
Once you were seventeen
so darlin’ please take a bow.
Cause you’re a heartbreaker now,
you’re moving up in the trade.
Positions opening up
so darlin’ sharpen your blade.
God bless your heart.
Please don’t bury me so far below.
If you’re gonna put me down won’t you drop me in the under tow.
The current may be strong but the misery is not slow.
Please don’t bury me so far below.
(Guitar Solo)
I’m living dangerous now
My ID is a fake.
I turn the microphone up
I go to bed with a snake.
I’m going to a reunion.
My three year since myself.
We’re taking rational shots
and taking hits to my health.
God bless my heart.
Please don’t bury me so far below.
If you’re gonna put me down won’t you drop me in the under tow.
The current may be strong but the misery is not slow.
Please don’t bury me so far below.
Please don’t bury me so far below.
Please don’t bury me so far below.
Below.
I see you’re playin’ with fire.
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2. |
Dice Cup
03:26
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Dice Cup
I’m diggin out my life and love.
Jackhammering my scarred trust.
My thoughts are like a hurricane
destroying things that I want to stay.
What I tore down I’ll build back up,
It’ll work this time I’ll make it right.
Other girls will only reassure
that she’s the one and I’m the man for
I’m the man, I’m the man for her.
I’m the man, I’m the man, I was the man for her.
Feelin like I lost a bet
but I haven’t lost nothing yet.
There’s always more to gain,
winning big it must cost some pain.
Well the leaves are coming down
but that’s no reason to frown.
Cause the tree keeps growin’ up
and I keep shaking my
I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my dice cup
I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my dice cup.
Now what you did it ain’t fine,
but it don’t take two to do a crime.
Cause I’ve been up on trial
now I’m down on my knees for a while.
White Russians can tell you lies,
but baby so can I.
But what would I be worth
after my soul has been
after my soul, after my soul has been unearthed
After my soul, after my soul, after my souls been unearthed
(Vocal/Cello solo)
Feelin like I lost a bet
but I haven’t lost nothing yet.
Cause the tree keeps growin’ up
and I keep shaking my
I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my dice cup
I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my dice cup.
I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my dice cup.
I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my, I keep shakin my dice.
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3. |
St. Thomas
02:39
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St. Thomas
I see the light, it’s comin soon.
I’m comin back to life, silly, buy me balloons.
I know just where I live why do I miss the turn
they’re the loveliest couple I know,
I got a lot to learn.
Yeah, Yeah.
I got all these temptations that I just can’t refuse,
My friends, the sun, cigarettes, music, and booze.
There’s just a few that I should loose.
Like her.
She makes my dance, she makes me mean,
she drives me crazy, yeah, she’s my little nicotine.
and I’m her fiend.
I can’t play Jesus but you’ll be St. Thomas
believe when you see it, I’m quitting, I promise.
Driving nails into my hands
I must be breathing again.
I turned her down and there she lay,
she looked me in the eyes and I said okay.
Just one more then you go away.
And she said, “How can you do this to me?
I do nothing but keep your lonely heart company.”
Yeah, whatever.
I can’t play Jesus but you’ll be St. Thomas
believe when you see it, I’m quitting, I promise.
Driving nails into my hands
I must be breathing again.
I can’t play Jesus but you’ll be St. Thomas
I can’t play Jesus but you’ll be St. Thomas
I can’t play Jesus but you’ll be St. Thomas
believe when you see it, I’m quitting, I promise.
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4. |
Don't Make A Fool Of Me
03:25
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Don’t Make A Fool Of Me
She keeps doing this to me.
I think she likes to watch me crawl.
She won’t take my heart for free,
She’ll beg a stranger like a dog.
She sweeps aside my honesty
and thinks love’s a jump ball
The dust pan of third degree.
My God, I hope he's tall.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
It feels just like infinity.
My heart hurts and it won’t stop.
The bar of holy trinity,
does it crawl or does it hop?
Don’t forget that I forgive.
I gave you two cause I loved you.
And don’t forget that I live
for the debut of deja vu.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of
I remember every word that you ever said to me.
And I forgot not a single touch that you ever laid on me.
If mother knows why's she opposed?
A fortune teller on a long-distance call.
I’m not a fool but I can change.
Ain’t it strange what we’re capable of?
Try to exchange the person we love
when they fit like a glove.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
Don’t make a fool of me.
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5. |
Lost Dog Found
02:59
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Look at me. Here I am.
Beat to death, a little lamb.
Somebody did this to me.
Listen here, I can sing,
write some words, I think it’s spring.
Somebody did this to me.
I can stand and I can walk,
and I can drink, and I can talk.
Somebody did this to me.
I didn’t loose. I didn’t cheat.
Some people say it’s her defeat.
Somebody did this to me.
Feel my arm. Feel it shake.
I have a heart. I can feel it ache.
Somebody did this to me.
Fuck a song, I want a girl.
A certain one, I saw her change the world.
Somebody did this to me.
Well maybe it was me.
Look at me until you see
what I am isn’t what I’ll be:
forever yours.
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6. |
8267
02:26
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8267
I’m not broken I just feel disgusted,
mistrusted, man, she really made a fool of me.
Get off my ladder get back on your slide, dear.
Two-timing tramp, I gotta climb back to the top.
I thought I knew but I don’t know what pain is,
I thought I knew, until I looked at you.
I thought I knew, but I don’t have a clue.
8267 on the Big Bay Road,
you made it cold up here long before it snowed.
I could feel that bleak wind long before she blew,
put on your game face boys, you might get lucky, too.
Danny boy, you might get lucky, too.
Twenty-two Presque Isle Avenue.
Well I can’t say, I can’t say that it was true.
Miss Rosa Parks she wasn’t always looked up to.
Just cause it’s history, baby, don’t mean that it’s through.
I thought I knew but I don’t know what love is,
I thought I knew, that’s why I fell for you.
I thought I knew, I think I still do.
8267 on the Big Bay Road.
Won’t you shine your light on this heavy load.
The days are getting longer and the sky is getting blue.
Aren't these days just like the nights since I’ve been missin you.
Ain’t that sky just like my heart, all big and blue.
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7. |
What We Wanna See
02:59
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What We Wanna See
South of Las Vegas, the Colorado’s naked,
must be why they call it the strip.
But striping's is voluntary cause it ain’t necessary
and I don’t see her shakin her hips.
In the city of sin there’s only one way to win
and that’s to get the hell outta there.
I see that old river come spewing out a sprinkler,
grass ain’t what the desert’s supposed to wear.
Now don’t you cover what I wanna see.
With scars of hierarchy,
with pointless therapy,
with intended tragedy.
Won’t you take it off for me
my little corporate detainee.
I hear these girls talking, and every word they say
they’re getting hotter with every sip.
We set fire to their clothes,
quick someone grab the hose,
put out the flames and watch the greed drip.
Last night at the bar those words stuck like scars,
so, I guess I won’t go there.
It’s only poison if it makes ya sick, man,
I know which clothes I’m gonna wear.
Now don’t you cover what I wanna see.
with scars of hierarchy,
with pointless therapy,
with intended tragedy.
I’d love to set you free
my little corporate detainee.
Now don’t you cover what we wanna see.
What we wanna see.
What we wanna see. What we wanna see.
What we wanna see.
Won’t you take it off for me
my little corporate detainee,
take it off for me.
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8. |
Pool Of Pain
02:42
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Pool Of Pain
Hey, kid, that’s really dolphin meat.
Yeah, that looks just like the Moon but actually it’s Mercury.
A theme park is not a world just like a pool is not a sea,
if you agree to disagree I’ll put a heart under your Christmas tree.
Where does it start? And how does it end?
And is there anything that I can do to help?
It starts with a little love and it ends just the same,
if you agree to disagree you’ll be swimmin in the pool of pain.
(Guitar solo)
Hey, Noah, Flipper doesn’t wanna ride your ark.
It’s full of powder monkeys and the captain is a shark.
And that’s a concentration camp inside a national park.
If you agree to disagree then hit the lights cause you must be dark.
Where does it start? And how does it end?
And is there anything that I can do to help?
It starts with a little love and it ends just the same,
if you agree to disagree you’ll be swimmin in the pool of pain.
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9. |
The Big Hustle
00:49
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The Big Hustle
I always knew she had it
but now she knows she’s got it.
And it’s all going away.
yes, it’s all going away.
I always knew she’d find it.
I prayed she wouldn’t lose it.
But it’s all going away.
yes, it’s all going away.
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10. |
Polo Shirt
04:14
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Polo Shirt
Well he looks so cute I think my life just puked,
I’ve seen those eyes so many times and his
stripped polo shirt, well that don’t make me hurt.
I’m just glad that I don’t have a dime.
You can’t buy hard time.
You can’t buy hard time.
Well he’s holding a smile right there in his hand
and it got you in bed just like he planned.
Well you ain’t his first and you sure ain’t his last.
An Oberon for pride and a polo shirt for class,
well c’mon, kryptonite in a can
don’t make you a man.
Well c’mon, kryptonite in a can
don’t make you a man.
kryptonite in a can
don’t make you a man.
kryptonite in a can
don’t make you a man.
Well I can’t see the ocean so I think of devotion;
is it real, does it really exist?
Is it polluted with oil? Can something so real spoil?
Is there someone that you’d rather kiss?
Cause I never will wake up and slick back my hair
But, baby, that don’t mean that I don’t care.
I don’t wanna break wishbone cause I don’t wanna hear a lie.
You know I don’t wanna hurt a fly.
If I can’t swat him away, then why would I try to squish
someone that you’d rather kiss?
I roll through the mud and you think that you do, too.
You’re just a kid, boy, look at my shoes.
I’m in line buying roses, why does it feel like I’m buying time?
Well, this old road looks familiar, I should have read the signs.
Computers are the new grapevine.
(Guitar lead)
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11. |
Daniel Boone
03:43
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Daniel Boone
(Nana Nana Na Na Naaa Naaaaa)
I could say there’s no backbone anymore.
And I could say that there is no easy way out.
Insecurities shining bright like diamonds.
You’re a rich young man, you should buy yourself.
You tell me we’re in trouble, the whole world at large,
so tell me why you’re dressing like a movie star.
There's no closets in this house, secrets lying on the floor,
it’s everybody’s business, these are everybody’s chores.
Money’s never heard of an aristocrat,
so don’t you forget that.
don’t you forget,
don’t you forget that.
Well he could float right to the moon.
He wants to sail across the sea.
He used to move like Daniel Boone,
oh, so free.
Oh, so free, yeah.
Well I remember not a word that you said when we were standing in line that day.
Well I was dancing, singing up in the front and you were far away.
Say what was the time, I think a quarter-past nine,
I took off and then you followed my tracks.
Don’t you know that wasn’t me, I wish it was, I wish that I could come back.
(Saxophone Lead)
You tell me we’re in trouble, the whole world at large.
In the middle of a city lies a cowboy bar.
I see just why they threw you off that mountain top,
they thought it was gonna be a longer drop.
It’s written in your will I will inherit your home,
then Danny boy can roam.
Danny boy,
Danny boy can roam.
Well he could float right to the moon.
He wants to sail across the sea.
He used to move like Daniel Boone,
oh, so free.
Oh, so free.
Float right to the moon.
Sail across the sea.
He used to move like Daniel Boone,
oh, so free.
Oh, so free.
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12. |
Two
04:00
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Two
When you wake up and do your hair,
when you wake up and do your hair,
when you wake up and do your hair,
you wake up and do your hair,
I’d like to
be there, too.
I’d like to
be there, too.
Crazy’s when you’re not in my arms,Crazy’s when you’re not in my arms,
Crazy’s when you’re not in my arms,
Crazy’s when you’re not in my arms,
I know that you
feel this, too.
I know that you
feel this, too.
I know that you
feel this, too.
Me and you, we’re not two.
Me and you, we’re not two.
We can’t divide, can I count on you?
Me and you, we’re not two.
We can’t divide, can I count on you?
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13. |
Too Thick To Stir
03:39
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Too Thick To Stir
We kissed at the Bellagio
Buddy Guy, Casinos.
From sweet Virginia to Charlevoix,
Colorado and Illinois.
That time we ran Ted to his death,
and all the times he stole our breath.
That time the tire came off your Jeep,
Ted saved the day so we could sleep.
I know I shouldn’t think about her.
All bottled up it makes it harder.
I can’t hate her, no, I’m smarter.
So, instead, I forgive.
It’s cute you’re scared to drive in snow,
love when you come hate when you go.
You where those clothes, I love your teeth,
I want you so bad eight days a week.
Superior, my grandad’s boat,
it ain’t that nice but it sure can float.
You built the fire for Valentines,
well I was yours and you were mine.
I know I shouldn’t think about her.
All bottled up it makes it harder.
I can’t hate her, no, I’m smarter.
So, instead, I forgive.
I love your head laid on my chest,
gardening, that summer dress.
You go AhHaa! On 28 (highway m-28)
You’re wavy hair, your license plate.
(Guitar lead)
Chasing Mudds around the car.
Bob Marley night, your cheap cigars.
That time when Goose he stole my drawers.
Look at that camper! Baby, it’s yours.
I know I shouldn’t think about her.
All bottled up it makes it harder.
I can’t hate her, no, I’m smarter.
I can’t help but be a martyr.
I lost to Reagan just like Carter,
now I’m a gun and she’s the powder,
but I won’t use it, no, I’m smarter.
So, instead, I’ll forgive.
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14. |
Mississippi Moon
07:43
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Mississippi Moon
Take my hand, child, come and walk with me.
Release me early from this penitentiary,
I got time on my hands.
Time on my hands.
The sun’s been shining but it finally dawned on me,
just a sittin’ in my cell down in ol’ Mississippi,
I’m becoming a man.
I’m becoming a man.
My thoughts are clear when they reflect off muddy water,
what you did is a crime but you can’t read it in the blotter
above the law of the land.
Above the law of the land.
You don’t wanna know, plus, your feet don’t fit my shoes.
I finally found a way that I could lose these walkin’ blues,
I took a ride in a van,
ride in a van.
Mississippi.
Mississippi.
Mississippi Moon.
Shinin’ bright as my love for you.
Together there’s a place where we can always sail away
free from the chains of all those yesterdays.
Sail away for a while. Sail away for a while.
You can post bail but there will still be a trail.
My time is almost up already counted all the tiles,
every second’s a mile,
every second’s a mile.
My back’s been hurtin, this load weighs tons and tons.
The only highway that can handle this is sixty-one.
Highway Six-One.
Highway Six-One.
Some people tell me that the walkin’ blues they ain’t that bad,
but it’s the worst ol’ feelin, boys, that I have ever had
maybe next time I’ll run.
Next time I’ll run.
Mississippi.
Mississippi.
Mississippi.
Mississippi.
Mississippi.
Mississippi.
Mississippi Moon.
Shinin’ bright as my love for you.
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Raymond Little Marquette, Michigan
Raymond Little is a cabin rock, hillbilly pop singer songwriter and producer residing in the Marquette area of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. Rambunctious and full of ideas, Little’s songs sound like a rusty bottle cap collection or a muddy old boot with new pink laces. Raymonds driving lyrics and licks come at you warm and biting to make you grin. ... more
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