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Crows Rest
04:28
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funnily enough i like a drop of the rough stuff, i live in excess and on the edge of indulgence, youre oh so holier than thou, you came around in the last place i thought youd be found, no my drinking aint a problem, so whos got a crutch now? i aint not mug, didnt fall from no lemon tree, this is paradise hells heaven too me. go home saint, you aint welcome here, this is a house full of sinners, thats a fridge full of beer, stay for a drink, we'll say a prayer or two, we are what we are but that aint right by the likes of you, im blessed with a stress i confess is my own, stick in the wheel forkin the road, so lets nurse this cure with another verse, ship has sailed, spanner in the works, go home saint.....there hangs an old picture frame, no photograph, no name, laid down in field of gold a singer weeps for his soul, sounds like an eagle but under the cloth theres a crow, save some time for him, save some time for me.
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Great Wall
02:51
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can't build a wall with a broken hand
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Take It Easy
04:52
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hold up, i got something to say kid, am tellin you a secret and you better listen, because the feeling run away kid, just like i did all those years ago, this life, im taking the whole oister, all the best dreams start in basements, you gotta fear their trungeons, tonight, i give my body to the pavement, take a bullet for a president, gotta roll with the punches, take it easy but take it. look up, find myself in a wasteland, aint got nothin but a roknrol band and a see in my hand, i look around, see the faces of my fathers, they got their tools in their hands like it was time to start building, like a horse in the grass i see them chewing at my reigns i been working like a slave waiting for my wages to pay, but they never pay. so many bibles t be paid so many choices t be made a bin reaching for my spade again again again. take it easy but take it.
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Higher
03:38
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Blazin' Saddles
04:46
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we were dears, without any hearts, the fools you'd see, meddling in mischief and mates with misery, intruders beware we live underground, inbetween the lost and found, ye we were lost and found, time takes its toll, its all faithful ways, pooring bitterness on all that say, bring me a message or bring me truth, shadows been long cast shed some light on this bruise, in the wayside the defeated lay, commaradery shook but the rebels remain....sadly im a loser, blister on a patron saint, burdens seem t choose ya, so i count the days we spend in the rubble, i cant excuse what i cant expell and i got no recognition of a rebel i knew well, let it slide, my personality hide, i act to persuade you to join this ride.....
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A Punks Heart
02:48
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Welcome To England
04:06
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welcome to england, savour the taste, a widespread life of saving face, dont trust those highly competetive rates, a budget that just takes, we aint got no pride, so we gotta hide, still we pay for fat cats mistakes, big old plan to overpopulate, question your fate and contemplate is it work war or cold floor? dont ya know i live carefree, dont ya know i aint got no worries, but still im falling still scared satans calling nooooooooo more free for me, the sky sobs for a slob like me but the raindrops they dance so thoughtlessly another beat misplaced another trail to erase, we walk alone but theyre watching.
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