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Silver Violets
04:14
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Jackpot
04:40
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I’d love to know what it feels like to hit the jackpot one time
To get a chance at a new life, to feel like I got another try
Been figured out and foiled again
I been the fool turned cruel and then there’s always someone crueler than you
There’s always gonna be a deeper blue
There’s always gonna be a bit more road
Most the good stories travelled are tolled
It takes proximity to know what I know
I’m bona fide to sell your soul
Most of ‘em lied and most of ‘em old, died still wearing all of their gold
Gone in a flash, the pistons cold
Gone in the flesh, the stories told
I’d love to know what it feels like to hit the jackpot before I die
Maybe get a chance at a new life
Can you live forever, babe?
Now, can you afford to try?
I'd love to know what it feels like
I’d love to know what that feels like
It feels like...
It feel like we he hit the jackpot one time
Tell me, baby
Hit the jackpot one time
I wanna know, I wanna know
What it feel like one time to hit the jackpot in my prime
Must feel better than losing the thing
Must feel better than earning it, baby
Now did you ever earn it, baby?
Tell me, did you ever burn it up, baby?
Did you wish you never, never ever hit the jackpot?
Hit the jackpot...
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Rest & Relaxation
04:24
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Girl in a bikini on postcard I just received
Postmarked from Florida, said, “Joe, We oughta grab a drink...
C4 blew out the jailhouse walls and now I’m free
Booked a room at the Cinnamon Heights under Bobby McGee”
My game ain’t slow, I’ll take a Mai Tai poolside
I got an LA number, a New York license, a bucket of ice
Lost looking in Someplace, USA for a true duet
Bellyaches still make me long for someone kismet
And I could use a little rest and relaxation
Survival is in the schoolyard beating up on good vibrations
The fares are dropping now on flights out to Grenada
My name ain’t Joe, but I don’t know, maybe I’ll meet ya
My name ain’t Joe, but I don’t know....maybe I’ll meet ya
Palm trees, Sea & Ski, Christmas lights
Santo and Johnny paint the sunset like a shrine
Fill the pool with stripes; Clarke’s Court Pure White
So we can toast to all the misplaced valentines
And I could use a little rest and relaxation
Throw your Hoover out the window, wail in jubilation
Get quick to a place where your credence cannot find you
My name ain’t Joe, but I don’t know, maybe I’ll do...
My name ain’t Joe, but I don’t know....maybe I’ll meetcha
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Hide
03:30
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Never had to teach the girl to sing
She was abandoned with her babies in spring
Tornado touch down in Tennessee
I’ll never love her good as she love me
The shades were drawn on the 4th of July
She was crying but I didn’t know why
She said, “I hear their guns firing outside...”
I said, “Babe, that ain’t nothing but colors in the sky...
That’s just a fading dream going by and by...”
Pretty baby, we ain’t going out tonight
You know I know how you love to hide
Pretty baby
I’ll be right by your side
And everything is gonna be all right tonight
One day at a time
These little tricks gonna get her to love me
These little tricks I know they work on a dime
This little fix gonna rest my heart rate
She bound to slip away in time
So pretty baby we ain’t going out tonight
You know I know how you love to hide
Pretty baby
I’ll be right by your side
And everything is gonna all right tonight
It’s gonna be all right, one day at a time
Don’t know about tomorrow but it’s alright tonight
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Skin
03:28
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We cut our skin, I let her blood touch mine
Now I feel better that we're friends for life
"Hey man, whatever gets you through the night…”
I sleep forever like I'm scared to die
Ma’ bought a ticket so I’m headed home
Don't know where from there I'll roam
Sometimes I think I'm better off alone
And then I pick up the telephone
All that I can ask of you
Is for the love left over from a childhood doom
And all that I would ask of you
Is for the love left over from a childhood bloom
I dreamt I was lost and cold
Without a lover, without a home
Yet, I was smiling from ear to ear
Got nothing to lose and you got nothing to fear
"And that’s the problem with you in my life...”
See, I’m committed to the flesh of time
Sorrow escapes the meaningless
And then it drowns you before you're dead
All that I could give to you
Is the love left over from a childhood doom
And all that I would ask of you
Is for the love left over from a childhood bloom
Oh, it’s all gone, gone...
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Reason
03:20
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I ain’t getting out
There simply is no way
When they built this cell
They built a cage and a grave
So please don’t ask me
If the claims were true
You know by now
The only reason is you
The only reason is you
The only reason is you
If I ever needed a reason
The only reason is you
I spend my time between the pages
The only freedom I’ve found
Read of a love worth dying for
Wonder if I’m dead now
You bring the painful proof of life back to me
Solemn nights feed the aching of what used to be
The only reason is you
The only reason is you
If I ever needed a reason
The only reason is you
And I would kill for a kiss
Even one more time
If crazy makes you do loving things
Then you’re the reason why
If crazy makes you do loving things
Then you’re the reason why...
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Roadside Crosses
04:22
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Roadside crosses stretch out along the highway
Faded plastic flowers, hand-painted names
And the cars go on for miles
And the end you can’t see
We’re all tryna get somewhere
We’re tryna get what we need
Everything is just over the edge
Everything is just out of reach
Soon as I can cross that line
Then I will find you
And you will find me
And we will finally be free
If only...
Sometimes the light in a fog
Is just love in vain
Sometimes the line to be crossed
Was drawn with pain
Like a desert mirage
You appear before me
Like the most beautiful sunset
Hanging over my last meal
Everything is just over the edge
Everything is just out of reach
Soon as I can cross that line
Then I will find you
And you will find me
And we will finally be free
If only it was that easy
If only...
Roadside crosses...
Put up a roadside cross for me, baby
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Wixom To Dallas
04:17
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Kimmy Rolla
05:17
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I was drinking drive-thru daiquiris
With the girl of your daddy’s dreams
She was choppin’ mysteries for your heroes
Just as I figured out what I wrecked my body for
Tone-deaf Darrow was knockin’ on heaven’s door
Sounded best to me lying on the checkered floor
'Cause she’d fallen in and out of love with my shine
And I followed suit now, just to be kind
It’s a trick to wind, but it keeps the time
Crimes ain’t what they used to be
Kimmy Rolla and Joy Riding
The girls are climbing to the top
Said, “We ain’t falling, babe, we’re flying!”
Kimmy Rolla
You can flip it, you can fry it
You know now Kimmy gonna try it
‘Cause Kimmy keep me rolling
Puckered our lips and closed our eyes and waited
That’s just the way the tangerines tasted
Every place is a garden, baby, just as long as opportunities are taken
King Kong became a satirist and bought a river casino
He throws craps and weeps on his old love notes
And I’m praying for the music of his wisdom so he knows now times ain’t what they used To be
Kimmy Rolla and Joy Riding
The girls are climbing to the top
Said, “We ain’t falling, babe, we’re flying!”
Kimmy Rolla, she gonna flip, she gon fry it
Ya, you know Kim; you gonna try it
She keep me rolling
Heavy rain broke the heat of the sun
Felt like God Bless America on pipe and drum
And I thought of Dad and I thought of Mom
You know, times ain’t what they used to be...
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