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Reformers
05:03
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Caught up and radical
The spoken word
Home alone
Post evangelical
Left alone
A real unknown
Live
The life
They sing
About
He picks apart the past to find a place upon the page of future shapers that get studied in the classes of the masses that may one day fill the streets with banners waving and declaring that he lives and isn’t dead and rotting six feet under soil
Like some trash
Beneath
The living
Once was fanatical
Long ago
Not far away
Somewhat still magical
Older now
Knowing more
She lived
The lie
They sang
About
She now seeks to be the center on the scales of the system cause she knows that it’s upsetting to be manic and reviled like she was when she was younger and insane and simply wild in punk houses that were ruled by strange boys who did not shower
And wore socks
For days on end
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Hey man
May I ask you a question?
Up around the bend
Is there a stream?
I’m thirsty
Even though I drank everything
I am crazy
Capable of anything
Aw man
She’s blue in the bathroom
When she wakes up
He said she’ll be fine
Oh dear God I hope that he ain’t lyin’
Oh dear God say my girl ain’t dyin’
Scarlet cops tell me not to rock
Velvet mobs are bringin’ me down
Oh dear God what’s that awful sound?
Oh dear God looks like we’re all going down
Hey man
May I ask you a question?
Up around the bend
Is there a stream
I’m filthy
And I feel so unclean
Tell me now what is this supposed to mean?
She is dead
She is
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
Dead
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3. |
Riverside
03:11
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Down by the riverside
Down by the river
Down by the riverside
Down by the river
Where the cottonwoods grow
I lost my soul
When a soft wind did blow
And oh that breeze
That soft, soft breeze
Oh that breeze
Took something from me
And it hurt to have
Aw, that vacancy
So I went to the coffee shops
Went to the coffee shops
Went to the coffee shops
And at the used book stores I sought
Identity
Some kind of family
But they saw right through me
What I sought to conceal
That I was unreal
So I went back to the riverside
Back to the river
Back to the riverside
Back to the river
And I got in that water
That cold, black water
And I let the current take me
Completely
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4. |
Mom (Santa Fe County)
02:41
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Bail’s paid
Feeling shame
And
Security
Like a carton of fresh bought cigarettes
When you’re trying to quit
And get
Your shit together
If you
Wanna know the whole truth
I’ve led an easy life
I’ve just made a fuss
Think of my mother
I loved her more
Than
Jesus Christ
Cause she was real
She made you feel
Like everything
Was
Workin’ out
If you
Wanna know the whole truth
I’ve led an easy life
I’ve just made a fuss
When the hammer comes down on me
I hope I move gracefully
To the station I deserve
Cause this little kid shit
Just ain’t gonna cut it
No more
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5. |
Shine a Light
02:55
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Shine a light for me
Cause mine’s gone out
And I can’t see
The life I’ve known has gone away
And nothing is the same
Oh
The great unknown
Oh
My strange new home
In the shadows
Doing battle
With
The memory of
When I was wrong
Oh the simple days
Have come
And now
They’ve gone
Shine a light for me
Cause mine’s gone out
And I can’t see
The life I’ve known has gone away
And nothing is the same
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What you wanted
Who you cherished
Gone from sight
But not outta your mind
In the night time
Stuff that mattered
Things that lasted
Changed forever
Never coming back
To you now
So you wanna leave and be somebody else
It’s their city now and you’re welcome here no more
Go
Disappear like the day into dusk into night
Be now gone
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7. |
Whatever
02:03
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It’s not the way you say goodbye that hurts
It’s what you don’t when I return
Like I could have stayed gone
Forever
Oh whatever
Hit me with your leather
Oh
Whatever
Hit me with your leather
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8. |
Home
03:04
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9. |
AM Gold
03:39
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I could see you bobbin’ along
To that old song
On the radio
Aw yeah that AM gold
That makes ya feel young
Again
What controls you
Is not you
What controls you
Is not you
What controls you
Ain’t you
You are something else
So keep bobbin’ along
To your favorite song
On the radio
(Get down)
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10. |
Subtle
03:57
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I wanted to be smart
I wanted to be sharp
I wanted to get paid
And I wanted to get laid
But oh these days
I see the subtle as brave
I looked up to the crass
I idolized the brash
But man
Don’t that shit get old fast?
And oh these days
I see the subtle as brave
I wanted to be smart
I wanted to be sharp
I wanted to get paid
And I wanted to get laid
But oh these days
I see the subtle as brave
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