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Calm Before The Storm
04:48
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The lights are out tonight, I Can see the clouds forming in my sight
They cast a shade, They lift the mask and dreams start to fade
You'll hear the cry, of poisoned culture dying before your eyes
But its not to late, To break the rules that they've made
And I see them there, The starving masses by the fireside
Who are dying, Waiting for.... A calm before the storm
A calm before the storm, forming before you were born
Could be the first time, might be the last time?
I don't know, who's to say?
All I know is that you need a change to break the chain
To face the road that's been worn away, It's all the same
It's all been done before....
Fools on the Hill, They're preaching hate with only space to fill
We're crying again, They'll rape the world and burn the hand
That feeds the beast, and we're all guilty of cleaning its teeth
But it's not to late, I've heard it before
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2. |
Fore River Blues
03:02
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Yeah I got those Fore River blues
Walk around with nothing to do
The used car lots go down to the shore
I got a feeling I can't take any more
And You all are nothing to me
I seen you swim in from the side of the sea
And Pretty girl your gonna come home to me
But if the bridge is high... I won't see you tonight
I grew up in the shadow of a crane
Enough to drive a straight man insane
I stumble out to the bar every night
And don't searching til I see the light
And You all are nothing to me
I seen you swim in from the side of the sea
And Pretty girl your gonna come home to me
But if the bridge is high... I won't see you tonight
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SLDT
03:24
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I get the feeling and its escalating,
Add the movement now were elevated
Now it hits me and I cant go on,
Times been wasting and its been to long
You can feel it in the indication, and you can see it in our perspiration
Were all headed on down a road, but were it leads we don’t even know
I know you heard about our reputation, love it leave it infatuation
Im out of order staring at the walls, in the corner screaming at the walls
You better stop, doing it to yourself, or you wont make it today
Took my hand and we started to slip,
Said you wanna get it better get it quick
You Left me in the darkness on my own to fend,
But blessed me with the vision from start to end
I See dreams drowning in the fountain,
I hear angels singing from the mountain
Saying you been living like a vagabond,
And I been living like a bag of bones
You better stop, doing it to yourself, or you wont make it today
And I don't fear what I don't know,
Cause I got lost such a long long time ago
And now I hear, what they were saying,
Your not dreaming your really just wasting away
I been stuck, in a rut, should have cared, but I ran out of luck
Now I know what I know, and I know, that nothing really counts,
if you go it alone
You wont make it today
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Devils Fire
02:54
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They say the soul of a man is in his hands,
And i'm on my way to the Promised land
Going down by there to save my soul,
To play white boy blues and rock and roll
And to praise the band, Try to live forever in the devils land
Cause Im a demon, thief, pervert, slut, and a liar
And Im warming my heart with the devils fire
Went out there to have some fun, The devils sitting down dealing 21
He said its a hard a hard road fought even for the privileged man
So you better watch yourself in Sugarland
And raise my hands, when I saw god in the devils land
Cause Im a demon, thief, pervert, slut, and a liar
And Im warming my heart with the devils fire
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Melissa
03:05
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The poets and prophets turned you away,
And the gamblers and the fools begged you to stay
I ain't seen you since you started to roam,
Melissa when you coming home?
Ive had good, and Ive had bad,
I left some with a smile while others were sad
And maybe someday I wont sail alone, until then ill be running alone
I been left far from where I sleep,
There were bastard bathwater babies crying at my feet
Saying better days would flooding like emotions
when your not on your toes
But then again theyre always coming along
She had the voice of an angel, and I approached from every angle
But still I sleep alone
And the beating of my heart, just proves im not that smart
Thats why I sleep alone
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