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1. |
On The Money
03:32
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When you feel the weight of the world on your shoulders .
And it turns its back on you and leaves you colder.
And your not what you should do.
And you don't know who to turn to.
Let me be your safety net when your falling.
Falling.
And run to me when you're upset , and you're calling.
Keep calling.
When it comes to cheering you up with something funny,
Well, I am right on the money .
When you home alone at night empty handed.
Cause everyone's avoiding you like you've been branded.
With a tattooed cross bones and skull.
Like you were some demon from hell.
Let me be your safety net when your falling.
Falling.
And run to me when you're upset , and you're calling.
Keep calling.
When it comes to cheering you up with something funny,
Well, I am right on the money .
We've been through a lot of situations .
Bad luck and miscalculations .
So when you're feeling down.
Just call me up and I'll some around .
When your mother calls you up to give a lecture .
And you've just lost your job due to slanderous conjecture .
Don't you let it get neurotic .
Cause giving up at your age is idiotic .
Let me be your safety net when your falling.
Falling.
And run to me when you're upset , and you're calling.
Keep calling.
When it comes to cheering you up with something funny,
Well, I'm right on the money .
I'm right on the money .
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You thought, that I thought .
I knew where you were heading.
But I was hanging on loosely when you tightened the line.
I slipped, when you slipped ,
From my reach like a snake that was shedding.
Like old skin , I was cast off,
And left behind.
I wasn't thinking forever .
No eternal bliss.
I never wanted a contract sealed with a kiss.
But, I was hoping for something better than this .
And I was hoping for something better than this .
I stayed , where I thought you stayed .
But I had different directions .
I got stranded in some abandoned back yard.
And I played , the way you played.
But I had no luck or connections .
I got nothing but jokers and all the bad cards .
Cupid shot all his arrows.
Pointed at us .
But I guess he missed.
Now we're forever crossed off of his list .
But I was hoping for something better than this .
And I was hoping for something better than this .
Once burned, twice shy .
I let sleeping dogs lie ,
Let them bark at the moon.
But don't worry, I'll get by.
You won't see me cry.
I can rise from the ruins .
You took, what I took,
To be a small confession .
And let it twist in the wind like some long term goal .
But I know , that you know .
I couldn't make that concession.
I could never give up what I never stole .
Some get sentenced to life,
Some get a slap on the wrist .
I guess life is a gamble .
It's hit or miss.
But I was hoping for something better than this .
And I was hoping for something better than this .
I was hoping for something better than this .
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3. |
Love Is Hard Work
03:27
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I’ve been trapped in the mountains in the cold and the snow,
Ran from the lava of a volcano.
I’ve been stranded in the desert under a searing sun.
But being in love’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
I’ve done hard labor and I’ve served my time.
Worked down in a deep dark mine.
Breathing the dust of the coal left me with just one lung.
But being in love is the hardest work I’ve ever done.
Being in love was something new.
I learned a few things before I was through .
Like love is hard work,
It’s not always fun.
It’s the hardest thing that I’ve ever done.
I slipped out back when I couldn’t make bail.
Made myself scarce with the law on my tail.
For fifty days through fifty states,
I was on the run.
Still, being in love’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done,
My Daddy’s last words were “don’t be a fool”.
This aint something that you’re gonna learn in school.
I’ve got one last thing that I am going to share with you.
Son, love’s the hardest thing that you’ll ever do.
They said that you can pay up your debts, or you can go to jail.
It’s cash on the spot,
No check in the mail.
I said , are there any other choices?
And they said, none.
Still, being in love’ s the hardest thing that I’ve ever done.
Yeah , I cheated on the one that I left behind.
Best damn love I'll probably ever find.
I feel the weight of the guilt,
And it feels like a ton.
Yes, being in love’s the hardest thing that I’ve ever done.
Being in love’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
Being in love is the hardest thing that I’ve ever done.
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You can fake it ,
And you can pretend,
That his love for you will never end .
He has shown you one too many signs
That he’s looking for a better time .
Casualty Insurance ,
Fortified endurance
Won’t keep it from happening to you .
So join the human race ,
Getting hurt is nothing new.
You were good at making others cry.
While your dormant tear ducts
Stayed so dry .
So it must have been a big surprise.
To catch yourself rubbing those teary eyes.
Casualty insurance ,
Fortified endurance,
Won’t keepit from happening to you.
So join the human race.
Getting hurt is nothing new.
Maybe you will understand ,
Why I wasn’s smiling when you left me .
Maybe you will understand ,
Why the things you thought were cute ,
Upset me.
Now don’t forget me.
Casualty insurance
Fortified endurance ,
Won’t keep it from happening to you .
So join the human race .
Cause getting hurt is nothing new.
Getting hurt is nothing new.
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5. |
Heartbeat Away
03:48
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6. |
Give Me One More Chance
03:51
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Those who sit still, won’t make it .
Those who move too fast, fake it.
I’m in between somewhere ,
Trying to beat the blues,
But I just can’t take it.
I’ve got a crack in my heart .
‘Cause I took off on a false start.
Thinking I’d paint myself a free form picture ,
But it just was bad art.
CHORUS
Won’t you please give me one more chance and ,
Let me show you that I still need you .
Won’t you please give me one more chance and .
Let me show you that I still love you .
I still love you .
Matinee idols are aging .
Domestic quarrels are raging .
Anger at vows not kept,
And a dream gone sour that was once looked so engaging .
Well now that I’ve had my recess,
I’m about ready to confess.
I’ve never felt so alone,
And I need your love,
So would you be a witness ?
CHORUS
Cliches are clichés,
They lead to the next phase.
Boredom’s on the way .
Everyone’s waiting.
Always debating.
Who will be the first to leave .
Will the next one stay ?
Those who sit still, won’t make it .
Those who move too fast, fake it.
I’m in between somewhere ,
Trying to beat the blues,
But I just can’t take it.
I’ve got a crack in my heart .
‘Cause I took off on a false start.
Thinking I’d paint myself a free form picture ,
But it just was bad art.
Won’t you please give me one more chance and ,
Let me show you that I still need you.
Won’t you please give me one more chance and,
Let me show you that I still love you .
I still love you .
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7. |
Bailing Out The Big Boys
04:13
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Well they’ve gone and messed it up again.
Seems to happen every now and then.
They’re running up a tab while someone else is doing the lending
When you’re spending someone else’s money,
The world‘s your oyster, the days are always sunny.
But we all know what happens when we get to the ending .
CHORUS
We’re bailing out the big boys,
So they can keep their toys.
We all need to be a little understanding.
When you are falling from the top,
You need a cushion to lighten the shock.
And a golden parachute to soften the landing.
Six thousand dollars for a shower curtain.
Somewhere there’s six thousand hurting.
Trying to make it through the day on a minimum wage.
But when you’re pulling in ten thousand an hour.
Holed up in your luxury tower.
It’s kind of hard to be on the same page.
We’re bailing out the big boys,
So they can keep their toys.
We all need to be a little understanding.
When you are falling from the top,
You need a cushion to lighten the shock.
And a golden parachute to soften the landing.
Easy come ,easy go
Watch how the money flows.
The well intentioned never lie.
They just let the rumors fly.
They say that greed is good for motivation.
Makes you want to spend, have a celebration
Keep the wheels a turning until you hit pay day.
But when you see them come around to collect,
From the hapless victims of the latest train wreck.
Don’t be too surprised when you hear them say.
We’re bailing out the big boys,
So they can keep their toys.
We all need to be a little understanding.
Cause when you are falling from the top,
You need a cushion to lighten the shock.
And a golden parachute to soften the landing.
We could all use a parachute to soften the landing.
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Promise Them Heaven
04:05
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9. |
Four Blocks Down
03:58
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So I didn’t always buy you red roses.
My intentions were as good as gold.
So I didn’t part the sea like Moses
I warmed you up when you’ were cold.
So a few lousy rules were broken
So a few mistakes were made.
So I wasn’t always very well spoken.
I got by on a passing grade .
When you decide that you want me back some day
Well hey...........
I’m only four blocks down across the street and two doors away.
I ‘m only four blocks down across the street and two doors away .
So I sometimes forgot your birthday .
So, sometimes I slipped away.
So I didn’t always celebrate Earth Day
I’m not plastic to be thrown away .
I swear to you that my heart is breaking,
I told fibs, but I never lied.
You can tell that I’m not faking .
I’ve got a bucket of tears that I've cried.
When you decide that you want me back some day.
Welll , hey ,........
I’m only four blocks down across the street and two doors away .
I’m only four blocks down across the street and two doors away
There’s no dayl without the sun .
No stars without a Galaxy.
Everybody’s got to want to have someone
So, how come you don’t want me ?
When you decide that you want me back some day
I’m only four blocks down across the street and two doors away.
I ‘m only four blocks down across the street and two doors away .
I’m only four blocks down across the street and two doors away .
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You can get to Nashville by car , or bus or plane .
But you can’t cross the Cumberland, arriving there by train .
The station’s now a hotel, with some fancy stores.
Cause the trains don’t run to Nashville anymore.
The trains don’t run to Nashville anymore
You can’t hear their whistle blowing, or their engine’s roar .
There are guitar pickers, fiddlers and hungry troubadours.
But the trains don’t run to Nashville anymore
Lots of folks migrate from that Northern snow and cold.
Trying to reinvent themselves before they get too old,
But soon they find they’re only doing what they did before.
And the trains don’t run to Nashville anymore.
The trains don’t run to Nashville anymore
You can’t hear their whistle blowing, or their engine’s roar .
There are guitar pickers, fiddlers and hungry troubadours.
But the trains don’t run to Nashville anymore
Now there are changes for the good
That we’re all glad we’ve seen.
Antiquated attitudes , beliefs that seemed extreme
No more colored drinking fountains , or separate back doors.
But the trains don’t run through Nashville anymore
The trains don’t run to Nashville anymore
You can’t hear their whistle blowing, or their engine’s roar .
There are guitar pickers, fiddlers and hungry troubadours.
But the trains don’t run to Nashville anymore
The trains don’t run to Nashville anymore
You can’t hear their whistle blowing, or their engine’s roar .
There are guitar pickers, fiddlers and hungry troubadours.
But the trains don’t run to Nashville anymore
The masses rode those trains across this great country of ours.
Now it’s individuals , on highways in their cars.
Our dependence on foreign oil makes common sense implore
Why can’t the trains run to Nashville anymore ?
The trains don’t run to Nashville anymore.
You can’t hear that whistle blow or that engine roar.
There are guitar pickers , fiddlers , and hungry troubadours.
But the trains don’t run to Nashville anymore.
No , the trains don’t run to Nashville , anymore.
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Summer Songs And You
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I was laying in my bed last night,
With the radio on.
And a song came up and it hit me ,
And it got me humming along .
Took me back many years ago,
When time could be wasted being young and unrefined.
My heart felt its very first pangs,
For a freckled faced blond with a sexy tan line.
CHORUS
Those old summer songs ,
Make me think of you.
Thinking back with a fondness,
Tinged with blue.
To a time when we were foolish and young.
And all we had to do was play in the sun.
And I’d give up all of my memories, just for two.
Summer songs and you .
Surfs up in California.
But we water skied in the East .
Late night camp fires by the shoreline.
Roasted marshmallow feasts..
Convertibles, cook outs , AM radio,
Playing flashlight tag, and sailing in the rain.
I can’t help wondering what you’re doing today .
Do you even remember my face or my name ?
CHORUS
Cause those old summer songs,
Make me think of you .
Thinking back with a fondness,
Tinged with blue.
To a time when we were foolish and young.
And all we had to do, was play in the sun.
I’d give up all of my memories just for two.
Summer songs and you .
Now I don’t go near the water much more,
And I don’t lay in the sun.
Being grown up and working in the city,
Doesn’t leave a lot of time for fun.
It’s not the same since we had to move on.
All I’ve got’s a bunch of memories tired into a song.
The water’s been poisoned , the sun maligned,
And the only beach boys who ever surfed are gone.
And those old summer songs
Make me think of you .
Thinking back with a fondness,
Tinged with blue.
To a time when we were foolish and young.
And all we had to do was play in the sun.
I’d give up all of my memories just for two.
Summer songs and you .
Summer songs and you.
Summer songs and you .
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Coming From The End
05:09
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Everybody’s hiding in their little clique ,
Closed up like a fist .
The urge to crack that exclusiveness
Is just too hard to resist .
So I‘ll pay a visit to the puppeteer.
He knows how to pull the right strings
It doesn't take much to get him going .
That braggadocio really knows how to sing ,
CHORUS
I am coming from the end.
Not a great way to begin.
I am straddling the outside.
Waiting for the chance to jump back in.
The room is full of virile men ,
And slender women wit ha certain flair
Except for the surly dwarf,
Who’s holding court in his little chair .
When midnight nears, he winks at me,
And whispers through a sly grin.
Things are going to get rough in here.
If I were you, I’d get another layer of skin.
I am coming from the end.
Not a great way to begin.
I am straddling the outside.
Waiting for the chance to jump back in.
There’s a showdown at the bigtop
The heroes have abandoned the floor.
The cowards, they are gloating.
As they count their riches behind closed doors.
But the martyr, he is missing.
Sidelined with a nasty cough.
But I don’t think he’d show up anyway.
Somebody said that they paid him off.
I am coming from the end.
Not a great way to begin.
I am straddling the outside.
Waiting for the chance to jump back in.
The air is full of static,
Rumors are flying through town.
The acrobats have vanished with the costumes,
Leaving behind the naked clown.
I offered to take Grandma,
Down to see the traveling show.
But she said that she's seen it all before.
She'd rather stay home and listen to the radio.
I am coming from the end.
Not a great way to begin.
I am straddling the outside.
Waiting for the chance to jump back in.
To jump back in.
To jump back in.
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