1. |
Shakin'
03:39
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A stream of eyes are open wide
The sea, the tides of hoping are high
And I feel I am alone
And I don’t know where to go
Come on, come on,
Come on, come on,
Baby, now
No.
And a real life is a rogue,
But don’t go shakin’ now
All I said was wrong,
But don’t go shakin’ now
Come on, come on,
You know, You know,
Baby, love.
That’s that feeling that I want.
Life isn’t Mother shakin’, nuh-uh
Life isn’t bored of life, nuh-uh.
Life isn’t bored of life.
What a way to go.
Got a fear and lost my soul.
Want you go in, go in,
Go in, go in, go in,
But you come out, come out,
Come on (whoop, whoop, whoop)
It’s hard to throw it away
Just a shot away
My let it go
I feel that’s it, what’s wrong?
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2. |
Even Eyes
04:06
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Wait
It feels too late
These even eyes don't care
I'd really like to help you
But I can't move on
Really like to fake it until I'm gone
Really like to help you like lovers do
But I won't love you
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3. |
Good Feeling
03:52
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Don't touch your world on your way to the scare
Don't talk to anybody living there
There's a time, there's a place
Think lighter fare
Others won't keep you living when they aren't there
It's on the way
It's all the rage, baby
It's on your face
Reality can make you-
Feel that it's never ending
Rain that will never falter
Cry on your way to the alter
Ask why
You pray all day
Just to feel like something
Isn't what it used to be
The same
Hey, Good Feeling
Can you show me the modern way?
Keep me feeling good
He is manmade
He is a man
He's got it mapped out
He's got his plan
He'll sell his whole soul to the promised land
His time bottle
Every last drop of sand
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4. |
Everywhere
03:57
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Mmm, there’s a strange thing.
I am not prepared.
Mmm, and a feeling that no one cares.
Over and over, I’ve got people knockin’ at my door
There’s no one ever
But there’s people coming to my door
I'll just sit and wonder
While everything is going wrong
And I’ll just sit and ponder
While everywhere is coming down
I gotta see your glow
I gotta feel your glow
You've got things to know
I've got things to show
And all the roads grown over
Please make it like you again
They’re all dead and grown over
Yeah, I know you’ll make it like you again
Well, everything is going wrong
I'll just sit and ponder
While everywhere is coming down
And I feel a sense of wonder
But I won’t have much for long
And I feel it taking under
I ain’t rooted and the sun is gone
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5. |
Window
04:28
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Where is the Boogie Man?
Is it where we- where we-
Dropped them bombs?
Tell me,
What is fear to you, my dear?
Can you hear the footsteps?
Coming up the way?
We’re copasetic.
This house ain’t fallin’ down.
Do you think they watched us?
All throughout the day?
We’re copasetic.
This house ain’t fallin’ down.
Oh, your window in the dark.
Everybody’s looking for me,
And I don’t even see where to go.
Look through my window at the dark.
The luminous are curious.
Shine their light to find the change at night.
The coast is clear, but don’t put down your arms.
They’re known to scrap on limbs.
Oh, we’ll take it trail by trail,
Leaving nothing but a passing glance.
There’s far too much to do,
And no one will look at you.
Lies, lies! We’ve got the eyes,
To see you down to the bone.
We know you’re curious, no harm to us,
But wait, there must be something more.
You’ve had us hiding in the darkness floor.
You’ve had us hiding in the darkness floor.
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Revelry
03:34
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When the money says you aren't listening
Open your eyes
Do you care?
When the people say you ain't got no life
It serves you right
Do you care?
I want to explode in revelry
I want to let go of everything
When the money tells you to feel it
Do you feel it?
'Cause I don't
When the people tell you to feel it
Do you feel it?
'Cause I don't
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7. |
To the Moon
04:13
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Dysfunction
She caught me dead in the eye
And she said
Where are my walls?
The walls I used to climb
I just slip through
I can’t get any higher
I think my love is takin’ time
It’s taking everything I know
Everywhere’s comin’ down!
Well, that’s no problem
That’s no problem at all
We’ll just-
We’ll just
We’ll just
We’ll trim it up and send it to the war
We’ll loosen up and shoot it through our veins
To our hearts
Yeah, baby.
We’ll load it up and take it on the road
We’ll meet the folks and tell ‘em about home
We’ll cast it out and get it to the moon
I remember it
Not looking at the-
At the paper no more
At the-
At the stations no more, no
Now I’m not looking at my-
At my neighbor no more
I tell ya, he’s over the fence
He’s always at my door
There’s a way to be he said!
I gotta let you know
I gotta let you know
Oh, I gotta feel your glow
I gotta feel your glow
Baby, we gotta go
To the moon
To the moon
To the moon
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The Houses Albuquerque, New Mexico
70s/80s pop with heavy guitar.
"It's been done, it's being done, and it will be done; so
you should just relax and have a good time, you know? And really respect the fact that you are part of this greater thing. It's bigger than you."
- Chris Robinson, The Black Crowes
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