1. |
Youth Is A Day
03:19
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I'm always hiding
Pushing away
But life is a time bomb
And youth is a day
Though it may sound strange
I can't really say
My legs started moving
But the song wouldn't play
I'm feeling high now
Laying in bed
I remember the action
But not what was said
Thank god for my father
Cause i'm thick in the head
So I turn to the future
And the days of the dead
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2. |
Weather Out There
02:44
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How's the weather out there
In Santa Monica where the girls have blonde hair
Out here on the east coast
Where all the sewers continually smoke
I dont know your religion girl but maybe we can pretend
Something in the water tastes so sweet to me
Like a lake of fire and ice
Something in your eyes makes me feel alive
How's the weather out there
In Santa Monica where the girls have blonde hair
Out here on the east coast
All the sewers continually smoke
Well
I'm not too cool and I don't sleep too well
But it sounds so good
Well
I'm not too cool and I don't skate that well
But it sounds so good
I want life forever girl so maybe we can pretend
It's just another day of bliss and we can be together in the end
We'll shoot dice for keeps in the alleys of the night
We can enjoy tea for two in the crowded tenements in the sky
How's the weather out there
In Santa Monica where the girls have blonde hair
Out here on the east coast
All the sewers continually to smoke
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3. |
Dental
02:04
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I think I'm looking older these days
Growing closer to the mid-point
Am I forgetting where I came from
Am I dumber than the movies
Who says that I'm wrong
Turn it up, one more crash on the cymbal
Who says that I'm wrong
Turn it up one more crash on the cymbal
Can you hear the exiting music
I cant handle shit any longer
I cant remember the bands I played with
Cause everything's better when your younger
And I can settle yet
On such familiar ground
So stable and aware (As lost as I'll ever be)
As lost as I'll ever be (Another hit I take to the dental)
Who says that I'm wrong (As lost as I'll ever be)
Turn it up, one more crash on the cymbal
Who says that I'm wrong (As lost as I'll ever be)
Turn it up one more crash on the cymbal
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4. |
Girl
03:40
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You weren't the girl of my dreams babe
Your voice made me cringe
Just a girl that I met
On a saturday night with my friends
Now were livin' together
After five years walkin' the streets
Christmas movies at midnight
And some presents under the tree
I'm still strummin' on chords
Stealing lyrics right out of books
Gettin' paid twenty dollars
To sing verses, bridges, and hooks
And i'm still livin' in town
In an apartment right up the bend
I know my neighbors tired
But ill be jammin' all night with my friends (You know I will)
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5. |
Hattori Hanzo
03:47
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Hattori Hanzo
You can be my lover tonight
Cause I've been waiting for love
Hattori Hanzo
You can spill my blood tonight
Cause I've been waiting for love (Waiting for love)
Hattori Hanzo
Make an appearance tonight
Miss my childhood
I'll be a child tonight
Hattori Hanzo
Meet me in the city tonight
Cause I've been waiting for your love
Hattori Hanzo
You tore my shirt you know
Cause you like to play so rough (Play so rough)
Hattori Hanzo
Make an appearance tonight
Miss my childhood
I'll be a child tonight
I'll be a child tonight
(I know you feel this right)
(Cause you know that I love you from the air to the sea)
(Hattori Hanzo you can be my lover tonight)
(Cause I've been waiting for love, waiting for love)
Hattori Hanzo
Make an appearance tonight
Miss my childhood
I'll be a child tonight
I'll be a child tonight
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6. |
I Cry Holy
02:56
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Split down the middle
Of your heart
As it is in my heart
Blowing out red
Sucking up magenta
Purple Veins
There's no movement now
And I'm isolated on the back porch
I cry holy
But the red wars got me now (down)
Let the rain clean
Up the crime scene
Let the storm take you away
You know that I've come
To fall in love with
The smell of your insides
There's no movement now
And I'm isolated on the back porch
I cry holy
But the red wars got me now (down)
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7. |
I Wanna Drink Booze
02:25
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Sleep now is what I need
Blissful with no anxiety
No pressure to show up and be somebody
My feet, you know my feet ache
My back is laying straight
I'm sick of writing songs
I wanna drink booze
My knees feel like they're in their fifties
My hear weeps for so much more
No pressure to show up and be somebody
My feet don't ache anymore
But my back is laying straight
I'm sick of writing songs
I wanna drink booze
Sleep now is what I need
Blissful with no anxiety
No pressure to show up and be somebody
My feet, you know my feet ache
My back is laying straight
I'm sick of writing songs
I wanna drink booze
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8. |
City Of New Orleans
03:31
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I wanna go with you
To the city of New Orleans
Ride the banana wind
Drink a voodoo potion
I'll go with you
I wanna go with you
To the city of New Orleans
And we'll drown in
The woozy water
A southern resurrection
When the trumpets thunder
I'll go with you
I wanna go with you
To the city of New Orleans
My ambition
Is an eagle in a birdcage
But I'll clip my wings for you
And I'm unfit
Like a prince in a dungeon
But I'll fall in line for you
And I promise that
I'll go with you
I wanna go with you
To the city of New Orleans
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Tyler Fetherston Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Taking the trash out at 2am cuz I forgot.
Philadelphia based Indie musician.
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