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Honey Time
06:17
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Honey Time
Gotta get through the winter, baby.
There’s things that need to be done.
It’s honey time for the bees.
It’s time for taking chances, new romances, and doing what you please.
It’s honey time for the bees.
It’s time for kissing noses, a little hand-holding, and sitting close to me.
It’s honey time. . .
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2. |
Pick a Card
04:43
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Where did you park the car? You want to drive the car. You want to pick the station. Want to talk about the music, not the situation. If you're going to pick me up, you'd better discard. I won't sit here in your hand with all the other pretty faces. Best intentions, honey. Good intentions. They are really great intentions but I've got my own defenses, so. Tell me if I go a little too hard. I have a tendency to do that. It's a matter of cards. And if you want to tell me anything, there might be a better time. Stay on the line and we'll just keep on talking, keep on talking. Talking to me now you want to change the plan. You want to tell me how you're feeling, but you'd rather not listen. You keep cycling back a lot. You haven't told me yes or no. You won't say anything of substance, you just stop and go and stop and go and stop and go and stop and go and you won't go it alone. You won't go it alone. So go ahead. Stop the car. You'd better keep track of the situation after dark. You've got a big idea. You want to share it with me. So you tell it to me. But I've heard this one before. You've got to impress me. So just tell me straight. If you impress me, you might never go away. I don't know you very well at this point. You can't anticipate my own responses to a number of situations. Tell me if I go a little too far. See my reflection in your rear-view. Did I take it too hard? It's your accidental accidental accidental accidental accidental accidental. You want to drive the car. You want to pick the station. Want to talk about the music not the-- It's your accidental accidental accidental accidental accidental accidental way of being in the world.
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3. |
Blood Guzzler
04:23
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You’re getting on a train.
I might not see you again.
I wanna kiss your skin, come on,
let’s do it again.
You wannna suck my blood,
Blood Guzzler!
You want to go dancing, what kind of dancing do you mean.
You want to go dancing, what kind of dancing? Keep it clean.
Tell me what you expect from me. I don’t know what to expect, you see.
How should my movements be?
Tell me how to move my body.
We’ll swim with all the fishes in the sea.
Swirling faces around you and me.
You want to go dancing. What kind of dancing? Keep it clean.
Moving, grooving, grinding, bumping, pressing, gazing, binding, thumping, bleeding, stepping, vibing, sucking, looking, touching, kissing, fucking.
Hey Blood Guzzler!
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4. |
Circus
05:19
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It’s a shame you’re the same as when I found you
I thought you’d be something more
Oh yeah it pains me to watch the ways you’ve settled.
I thought we had big things in store.
If you know what you want from the circus,
They’ll give it to you at the door.
But if you hold what you want under the surface,
They’re never going to give you more.
So won’t you carry a torch for me?
You were always the wronged party.
You’ve always heard it all before.
I shoulda listened to my brothers and sisters
When they told me not to see you no more
It’s an insult the way you call me sweetheart.
Your friends all looking at the floor.
And when you get to the end of the circus,
It’s better just to settle the score.
So won’t you bury your torch for me?
We went out on the night of my birthday. You ended up on the floor. I remember you bleeding on my sweater and joking that it looked hardcore. And how typical of you to try to end it in a sentence, with wedding season around the corner. We can argue about it if you want to. I see you looking at the door.
We went out on the night of my birthday, and drank until a quarter to four. In the morning the way that you were looking made me realize what was in store. But it’s a shame to put the blame on your body, for what you did the night before. But in a way it’s OK the way you treated me, dear - it made it easier to walk out the door.
Maybe you don’t like the way I phrase it, would you rather I not say it?
Awoo
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5. |
The Big Easy
03:07
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Blue skies
Red road
I get high
And try to stay low
My mind
Moves slow
I just drive
I do as I’m told
Blue skies
I’m sold
I just try
And forget what I know
Whoa oh oh….
Blue skies
Grey road
Moonrise
Starts to get cold
My eyes
Grow old
Show me something
So I know where to go
Blue skies
I’m sold
I just try
And forget what I know
Whoa oh oh...
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6. |
Get in the Car
03:08
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I’m practicing, I’m practicing to be a good friend.
I’m practicing, I’m practicing to be a good man.
I’m getting tired, I’m tired of the person I am.
It’s always always - it’s always just the same in the end.
Get in the car...give you a ride.
It’s like a devil, it’s like a devil inside my brain.
It’s something evil, it’s something that I just can’t contain.
I’m always praying - I’m praying that it will go away.
It’s always always - it’s always just the same in the end.
Get in the car...give you a ride.
My mama told me, my mama said just do what you can.
My mama told me, my mama said it’s what you can stand.
At 24, at 24 I stayed out all night.
At 48, I still can’t seem to get nothing right.
I’m practicing, I’m practicing to be a good friend.
I’m practicing, I’m practicing to be a good man.
I’m getting tired, I’m tired of the person I am.
It’s always always - it’s always just the same in the end.
Get in the car...give you a ride.
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7. |
We Fell Asleep
04:58
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Swimming through time,
synchronizing our bodies.
Get your mind in my body.
I'll get my mind in your body.
Fighting with you wet nights,
colder versus hotter.
Take the words that I give you,
and you throw them in the water.
Screaming as the fish revolve
around you, around you.
That's how I found you, I found you,
and I surround you, surround you.
Things that you might say keep
rolling around in my brain,
And I can see right through you . . .
See right through you.
All the other guys
sinking in the Charybdis.
Floating backwards, singing softly,
grabbing all the pretty fishes.
Living with you was like
sleeping in the water.
Fell asleep underwater.
We fell asleep in the water.
Swimming through time,
I've got my mind in my--
I'm used to hiding my body
I've got my mind . . .
Talking to you is like breathing underwater.
Held my head underwater.
You held my head underwater.
Everything I do revolves around you around you, revolves around you around you, revolves around you around you . . .
I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss you.
Lying if I said I didn't think about you.
Lying if I said I didn't wish you
were lying when you said
that there was nothing to do.
Oh, greener grass.
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8. |
The Ditch
04:59
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Know that you I know that you are dying in a ditch,
Oh that’s you I know that you are dying in a ditch,
Oh that’s you I know that you are lying in a ditch,
Know that’s you I know that you are lying in a ditch.
Oh wait, oh well.
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9. |
Attention
04:58
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I don't want all your attention all the time the way you seem to want mine.
I need some time alone. I need some time alone.
I need like a lot of time, like a lot of time, like a lot of time alone.
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10. |
Seashell
01:58
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Oooooohhh
My mind is like a seashell.
My mind is like a church bell.
And its ringing, ringing, ringing..
Ringing, ringing, ringing, ringing, ringing, ringing…
La la la la la...
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11. |
Ryde On
02:45
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Sandy’s on the corner, outside a restaurant.
Billy’s looking back now, cause she’s the one he wants.
Seven drinks behind me, two more until I’m gone.
I don’t wanna be here, in love with anyone.
I saw you in the backseat with your eyes on the road.
You’ve got the right imitation but you’re losing your soul.
Got the hair, dress, makeup, and a tattoo style.
Been rolling wrong way down a one-way about a half a mile.
But right on. Ride on.
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12. |
Purple Energizer
03:36
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Purple energizer, say you love me, aaaah ah, eweeyeweeyeweeyewee-oooh
Open up my eyes to the skies above me, aaaah ah, eweeyeweeyeweeyewee-oooh
Purple energizer please don’t worry, aaaah ah, eweeyeweeyeweeyewee-oooh
Everyone around us in such a hurry, aaaah ah, eweeyeweeyeweeyewee-oooh
Purple energizer please be strong now, aaaah ah, eweeyeweeyeweeyewee-oooh
Everything we want won’t take too long, now, aaaah ah, eweeyeweeyeweeyewee-oooh
You’ve been on my mind since the day I found you, aaaah ah, eweeyeweeyeweeyewee-oooh
I’d do anything just to be around you, aaaah ah, eweeyeweeyeweeyewee-oooh
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13. |
Line in the Sand
06:15
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There’s a line I’m talkin about - it’s in the sand.
It’s a line you draw it out, it’ll help you understand.
It’s a line, a boundary of everything you can’t stand.
There’s a line I’m talkin about - it’s in the sand.
There’s a line inside your mind that no one else can see.
It’ll drift, it’ll blow away when the wind comes from the sea.
There’s a line I’m talkin about - it’s in the sand.
There’s a line you feel the pull, try to hold it in your hand.
The more you try to reel it in, the more it will demand.
There’s a line I’m talkin about - it’s in the sand.
There’s a line.
Let’s drive around your neighborhood, it doesn’t mean anything.
Don’t count on me.
I get it. I also love a beautiful woman.
She’ll drive you around. She will ride you around.
Don’t pass on me.
Build me up, knock me, build me up, knock me down.
Don’t call me up, try to reset the boundary.
Don’t even call me.
Don’t cross my mind.
Don’t call me up, don’t try to charm me.
You think you’re charming.
I know you’re charming.
You think you’re pretty clever, honey.
Knock my door down. I’m waiting for you.
I don’t care who controls who.
I won’t be around to . . I don’t think I want to . .
I can’t stand to love you . . I won’t look into your eyes.
Don’t drive around my neighborhood, that doesn’t mean anything.
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14. |
Lickajack Hollow Grove
01:40
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Pick it up Johnny, go!
Tell me what’s on your mind.
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15. |
Where I'm Hiding Now
05:17
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I’m losing track of time. Confusing, disorganized.
His lies made things fine. His eyes made mine shy.
I’m hiding in the vines. I’m riding borderlines.
His spine curved with mine. His mind fixed on lights.
Lot of moving parts, lot of missing pieces, lot of moving parts, lot of puzzle pieces, lot of missing parts
Lot of moving parts, lot of puzzle pieces, lot of missing parts . . .
I can’t see my mistakes but I see yours.
It will never last. It will last. It will last.
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16. |
Circle Back
01:32
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Wake up in the morning when I lie in bed,
Try to turn off the noise in my head.
It’s the endless chatter of the working day,
Once it starts, it won’t go away.
The words I write won’t help anyway.
I get so embarrassed by everything I say.
Get to the beginning, circle back to the end.
Here we go again, here we go again.
Wake up in the morning, and I feel so old
There’s pictures in my head that I can’t erase
The words I write won’t help anyway
Get to the beginning, circle back to the end.
Here we go again, here we go again.
Oh well, oh well, oh well
My mind is like a seashell
Oh well, oh well, oh well,
My mind is like a church bell,
And it’s ringing, ringing, ringing
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Containers Saint Louis, Missouri
local shy band
-Bass and Vocals -
Adam Brown
-Guitar -
Will MacLaughlin
-Drums and Vocals -
Sara Duff
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