1. |
Tube Today
02:53
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We’re all gonna die my darling
You made your plans and set the scene
Just you wait and see boy
They’ll build you up and break you down boy
They’ll fill you up until you drown boy
They’ll build you up and break you
I turned on the tube today and could not believe what I saw.
My brother was locked away, my momma was getting old.
We’re all gonna die my darling
You made your plans and set the scene
Just you wait and see boy
They’ll build you up and break you down boy
They’ll fill you up until you drown boy
They’ll build you up and break you
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2. |
Every Mother
02:50
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Everything is just outside my reach
In the daytime and when I sleep.
Feeling numb while I sat in the passenger seat
It’s getting darker with each passing street
Every Mother (Every Mother)
Wants her boy to be a lover
Every mother Every Mother
Brother left town
Where he had to be
When he walked out
My Mom cried to me
Every Mother (Every Mother)
Wants her boy to be a lover
Every mother Every Mother
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3. |
Swallowing Grains
02:53
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I’m turning again
My head’s in the sand
Swallowing grains as I
Sing to the clams
But I can’t sink
I’m already there
You pour me a drink
While im choking for air
I just want you to see
There’s a fine line between truth and belief
In the dirt with your hands
Try to dig up what you can’t understand
It’s back to the same
But you wanted more
I’m tossing stones to the opposite shore
And I’m scared to die
Cause I’ve never died before
You swam away just to settle the score
I just want you to see
There’s a fine line between truth and belief
In the dirt with your hands
Try to dig up what you can’t understand
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4. |
Losing Your Fire
03:53
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Do you get so tired staying up all night?
Never see the sun
Never see no one
Never leave your bed
Never leave your head
You’re losing your fire
Losing your fire
Losing your fire
You got to, got to
Kick it off the pavement
Find another one
Shadows on the wall
(They rise and fall)
Don’t make sense at all
They’re pulling at your seams
When they start to sing:
You’re losing your fire
Losing your fire
Losing your fire
You got to, got to
Kick it off the pavement
And find another one
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5. |
Feeling Down
02:55
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I don’t wanna be there
When you close your eyes
Or when the preacher
Lifts his hands to the sky
They’ve got you done up
Making you look alive
I don’t wanna be there
When everyone’s starting to cry
I’m already feeling down
I would tell ya
But I don’t know how
I don’t wanna see ya
Ever fall into
Some sort of disarray or
Those hyperbolic blues
I don’t ever never hear ya
Hear you when you say,
“Ignore those thoughts, babe,
It won’t end up that way”
I’m already feeling down
I would tell ya
But I don’t know how
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6. |
H.a.G.S.
03:07
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The sun it’s warm on my face
And I heard you say,
“Hey man, you better get going”
The cards have all been arranged
All you have to do is play
Everytime we try
To say what's on our minds
The words get mangled
By the things we have to hide
We dance around each other
To survive
*sick fucking guitar solo*
Twirl around me while I stand in place
Then fall into my arms and say
You say “sing boy, sing boy
All about the things we’ll never change”
Everytime we try
To say what's on our minds
The words get mangled
By the things we have to hide
So we dance around each other
To survive
*sick fucking wurly & guitar solo*
Everytime we try
To say what's on our minds
The words get mangled
By the things we have to hide
We dance around each other
To survive
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7. |
Best I Can
03:37
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Hold my head while I sink
Words dripping out my mouth
Through my teeth
I don’t know what I’m about
Never fits just right
I’ll call it quits call it a night
I’ll sew you a lie
In perfect thread in perfect time
And that’s when you’ll know
My heart’s not made of gold
Forget the rough parts
The best that I can
And that’s when you’ll know
My heart’s not made of gold
I’ll love you the best
The best that I can
Walk through the room
Hold my breath
Sweat is sticking to my hands
While you stand by the lamp
In your patterned cardigan
Turn around say don’t leave
I promise you I won’t deceive
But I do, it’s a lie
In perfect thread in perfect time
And that’s when you’ll know
My hearts’ not made of gold
Forget the rough parts
The best that I can
And that’s when you’ll know
My hearts not made of gold
I’ll love you the best
The best that I can
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9. |
Like I Used To
04:07
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Looking to the stars for a sign
Like I used to
Like I used to do
Searching for an elegant line
Like I used to
Like I used to do
There’s no time to waste
No time, no time at all
Not like there used to be
Reaching for something better
Not sure what it will be
Not sure what it will be
Choking on my words at your door
When you told me that I should just relax
The question never leaves my head,
“What is it all for?”
I’m just not quite sure
There’s no time to waste
No time, no time at all
Not like there used to be
Reaching for something better
Not sure what it will be
Not sure what it will be
Time gets ahead of us
(You said you like that song)
We go on drifting on
(You’d always quote that song)
Time gets ahead of us
(You said you like that song)
We go on drifting on
(You’d always quote that song)
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10. |
Car Song
02:26
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Swerving in the dark
The headlights of your car
Are swallowing the stars
And I cannot bear to play a part
You martyred me and now I’m gone
Stay right where you are
Keep the distance far
You’re fucking up my heart
And I cannot bear to play a part
You’ve left me with your scars
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11. |
Previous State
03:31
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I’m sitting on a perfect stack
Of terraformed red and black
Cards I laid to hide how a really feel
So duck left and reach back
It’s a tough test and it’s too fast
Take a breath I know it’d never come to that
Driving in circles around the state
Breathing in sulfur and ruining my brain
If I caught a glimpse of my previous state
I’d look him in the eye and I’d say
That you aint really nothin’ man.
You struck a match and lit the fuse
It’s as old as me its as old as you
Still not sure where we’re headed to
It’s a short page but it aint plain
Using fancy words for a simple phrase
All to tell me how I ought to feel
Driving in circles around the state
Breathing in sulfur and ruining my brain
If I caught a glimpse of my previous state
I’d look him in the eye and I’d say
That you aint really nothin’ man.
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You sing in the morning to yourself as you get in the shower
And I sit and listen from my bed and try to match the sound
In those days when you did
Something wrong to me I blamed it on myself
Hug and kiss
Yell
Dismiss Everything
Cause I was young and couldn’t tell
But I crossed the line
Thinking bout the time
You told me that I shouldn’t even try
Of all the bitter ways to say goodbye
Seven years later
On the porch your letter in my hand
Tears stretch the paper
Where you wrote my son please understand
In those days when you did
Something wrong to me I blamed it on myself
Hug and kiss
Yell
Dismiss everything
Cause I was young and couldn’t tell
But I crossed the line
I should’ve tried
To tell you that I was too terrified
Of all the better ways to say goodbye
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13. |
The Sadlands
04:02
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The Devil’s in the dirt
Reaching up his hand
Offering a smile
He looks just like a man
Now every Saturday
You two take a ride
To pick up from your man
He’s always by your side
You had a vision of living out on your own
Made a decision to split from what you know
It’s eating at your guts
Crawling on your skin
That you can’t ever speak
To your family or friends again
(and) Now just once a year
You two take that drive
To pass by where they lived
He holds you as you cry
You had a vision of living out on your own
Made a decision to split from what you know
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Duncan Fellows Austin, Texas
Made by humans for humans. Doing our best out there - shooting for the stars and intergalactic gas clouds. Love, DF
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