1. |
Traffic
03:33
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Traffic lights in the city
Turn from green to yellow
And them cars, in the left lane
Swerve into the right
Where everybody knows you take it slow
and smell the roses
And take it easy
Take it slow
Take it easy, yeah
Oh yeah
Gospel choirs they sing out
On Sunday to save your soul
But all that time spent down on your knees
Ain’t gonna get you through them gates of gold
Like hearin’ them bells toll
When you’re makin’ love
Real… slow
And take it easy
Take it slow
Take it easy, yeah
Oh yeah
[solo]
The tortoise caught up with the hare
Eventually in time
Now he’s smokin’ a cigarette
As that rabbit crawled across the line
Shakin’ his head he couldn’t figure out
How he got left behind…
Take it easy
Take it slow
Take it easy, yeah
Oh yeah
And take it easy
Take it slow
Take it easy, yeah
Oh yeah
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2. |
Architects
04:54
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Champagne and chandeliers
Swingin’ from a sinkin’ ship
All the thieves in the captain’s hull they’re tightening their grip
With white knuckles on the wheel and blindfolds over their eyes
Ain’t nobody in the right frame of mind gonna drive, at night, like that
Oh the architects, spin their pirouettes
Build their castles of iron and glass
To draw, lines, in the sand
You’re either on the right side or the wrong
You’re either weak or you’re strong
But which side
Which side
Which side do you fall?
There’s blood on the tracks
And smoke crawlin’ over the trees
Ain’t a trace of a body or a clue at the scene
Where the architects place their twisted bets
Build their wars with wire and wood
To see, which side, you stand
You’re either on the right side or the wrong
You’re either weak or you’re strong
But which side
Which side
Which side do you fall?
Now the chandeliers, shattered on a sunken ship
Scattered to pieces and shards
Where the architects
Dancin’ in their silhouettes
Cast by the glow of the cities they burned
You’re either on the right side or the wrong
You’re either weak or you’re strong
But which side
Which side
Which side do you fall?
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3. |
Angel & Delilah
04:31
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4. |
Never See You Again
03:00
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Some people go to Nashville
And others get burned
It’s a roll of rough luck
And hard lessons learned
You can stare into the bright lights
Keep your cool
But are you hangin’ on or burnin’ out
While playin’ everyone for a fool
If I never see you again
If I never see you again
If I never see you again…..
That’ll be too soon
Drunk drivers survive
Cheaters always win
They’re hear and gone, got no idea
Of the damage that they did
Well you sold us all your snake oil
It was a cheap charade
Left us standin’ next to the emperor
Naked in the shade
If I never see you again
If I never see you again
If I never see you again…..
That’ll be too soon
After the nights pass
Water’s flowing under the bridge
The thought of you won’t push me
Right up, to the edge
If I never see you again
If I never see you again
If I never see you again…..
That’ll be too soon
If I never see you again
If I never see you again
If I never see you again…..
That’ll be too soon
That’ll be too soon
That’ll be too soon
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5. |
Back Again
04:00
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Losers and winners
Saints and sinners
I’ve been ‘em all
I been ‘em all
There’s a way out
Sure as there’s a way in
Oh great escapes
Never turn out as planned
I done it before, I done it before
I’d do it all over again
If I knew (if I knew)
This is how it’d end
Back in your lovin’ arms
Back in your lovin’ arms
Back again
Fallin' trees in the forest never make a sound
Oh love is lost, right before it’s found
I been down before, I been down before
And I’d do it all over again
If I knew (if I knew)
This is how it’d end
Back in your lovin’ arms
Back in your lovin’ arms
Back again
Night drivin’s when you get some thinkin’ done
Got the radio low and your high beams on
I been drivin’ in darkness, I been drivin’ in darkness
To get home to you
And I’d do it all over again
If I knew (if I knew)
This is how it’d end
Back in your lovin’ arms
Back in your lovin’ arms
Back again
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6. |
Slow Burn
05:11
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Don’t say too much
I look at a glance
My steps, they’re cool and calm
I’m lightinin’
Without
The thunder in the clouds
I’m flyin’
Under your radar
And you don’t suspect a thing
No you don’t, suspect, a thing….
I’m a slow, slow, slow burn
I’m a slow, —-ohhhhow, burn
I’m a slow burn and you don’t stand a chance
I’m dynamite
With a long…..fuse
I’m venom, venom in your veins
And I am, the one to blame
And I am…., the one…. to blame
I’m a slow, slow, slow burn
I’m a slow, —-ohhhhow, burn
I’m a slow burn and you don’t stand a chance
I’m a cold sweat
Comin’
Down your spine
You don’t know
What to expect
But you know, what I imply
But you know…. what I imply…..
I’m a slow, slow, slow burn
I’m a slow, —-ohhhhow, burn
I’m a slow burn and you don’t stand a chance
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7. |
Eye of the Beholder
05:09
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She sings every Saturday in a New England pub
To a crowd that just doesn’t care
To them she sings backup to their pitchers of beer
As she sings of love and despair
Under these lights in her blue jeans and boots
She sings in cliches disguised as truth
As the boys at the bar go blind from their drinks
‘Cause that whiskey it burns, like roses and thorns
But she’s savin’ their souls
And to some these songs, they don’t mean a thing
To some, they mean everything
They can save a life, get a man, to dance with his wife
Oh it’s all…… in the eye,,, of the beholder
The guitar she plays is scratched and worn
The case it smells like the miles she’s torn
Her strings ring out like gold
To a man beyond
The lights who swears
She’s singin’ only to him
And to some these songs, they don’t mean a thing
To some, they mean everything
They can save a life, get a man, to dance with his wife
Oh it’s all…… in the eye,,, of the beholder
And the bartender knows her by name
Pours her drinks with a smile and wave
And he loves her
Like a daughter
That he lost
In, the war……..
Her songs, smooth out the edges
Drag a smile across his face
As she pours her heart out, bleeding on stage
He remembers those nights
Alone in the lights
When he was doing the same
And to some these songs, they don’t mean a thing
To some, they’re an answered prayer
They can save a life, get a man, to dance with his wife
Oh it’s all…… in the eye,,,
Oh it’s all…… all in the eye…
It’s all….in the eye...of the beholder
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8. |
If You Love Me
03:32
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Baby if you love me
You can buy me a Rockmount
The kind with the diamond shaped pearls
Like your eyes
We can ride off in the sunset
When the day breaks in half
Like a couple of lovers who came in last
I’d hang you from my arm
And stitch you to my sleeve
Knowin’ I could love you more than anything
Baby, if you love me
Baby, if you love me
Baby, if you love me you’ll buy me a Rockmount
Maybe if you love me
You could buy me a Rockmount
The kind with the roses sewn across the chest
I can see you’re tumblin’ and driftin’
Like a shaky decision
And your eyes, they’re drifting to
the left
I know our love it may be lost
But it surely can be found
Between the snaps
And seams
Baby, if you love me
Baby, if you love me
Baby, if you love me you’ll buy me a Rockmount
Baby, if you hate me
You can buy me a Rockmount
The kind with the silver threads
Like your clouds
Bury me with a smile
Under the dirt
If you send me to heaven
In a Cadillac of a shirt
If money can’t buy you love
It’ll get you what you need
To take, my love, from me
Baby, if you love me
Baby, if you love me
Baby, if you love me you’ll buy me a Rockmount
Baby, if you love me you’ll buy me a Rockmount
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