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Alcoholism
04:17
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Here’s a toast to actors
To racing worn out tractors
And everybody thinking you’re crazy for drinking on a Monday night
Here’s to keeping secrets
And she likes he likes her yet
No one ever seems to like the one who’s right
I drown my sorrows in dancing with other people’s problems
And I find the answers in bathroom stalls
I drink hard liquor because it has less calories
And I don’t come home till morning falls
I drown my sorrows in dancing with other people’s problems
And I find the answers in bathroom stalls
I drink hard liquor because it has less calories
And I don’t come home till morning falls
Here’s a toast to weekends
The endless line of brand new friends
Who barely leave, before they just arrive
Here’s to Alpha Centauri
To wearing paper jewelry
And trying till you’re numb to feel alive
I drown my sorrows in dancing with other people’s problems
And I find the answers in bathroom stalls
I drink hard liquor because it has less calories
And I don’t come home till morning falls
Here’s a toast to one more drink
And washing bloody fingers in the kitchen sink
And wishing I could find a bit of peace
Here’s to Tuesday mornings
And staying up till dawn is
The only way to keep from falling asleep
I drown my sorrows in dancing with other people’s problems
And I find the answers in bathroom stalls
I drink hard liquor because it has less calories
And I don’t come home till morning falls
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2. |
Sweet as Lime
04:37
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You want it you need it you're aching to feed it you hold it close
The ache in your bones has made you its own and you need the dose
Your mind keeps on racing your heart is erasing your common sense
But all you can taste is the rapture of breaking your last defence
And you're addicted to the lime light
Addicted to the time right
When nobody is looking at anything but you
Addicted to the front page
Addicted to the center stage
Cause nothing can compete
Nothing tastes as sweet as
Lime
It makes you it breaks you, it's always awake, you can feel the pull
It calls in the night, the draw of the light is too powerful
It holds you, it moulds you, envelops, enfolds you in warm embrace
Just one little bit, just one little hit, a tiny taste
You're addicted to the lime light
Addicted to the time right
When nobody is looking at anything but you
Addicted to the front page
Addicted to the center stage
Cause nothing can compete
Nothing tastes as sweet as
Lime
Your guts keep on churning your eyes they are burning to see a thing
Your breath has escaped your hands start to shake, your ears just ring
The doubts start to creep in your feet are asleep and you start to pray
But as it begins the rest of your sins just melt away
Cause you're addicted to the lime light
Addicted to the time right
When nobody is looking at anything but you
Addicted to the front page
Addicted to the center stage
Cause nothing can compete
Nothing tastes as sweet
And it might feel like hell
And you're not doing well
But the final chord swells
Well they're
On their feet
Dancing in the street
Cause nothing can compete
No nothing tastes as sweet
As lime
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3. |
Train
03:19
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He said he came from the wrong side of the track
now he's made it cross to money and hes never coming back
He has set his destination in his one track mind
while we're all blowing smoke he's leaving us behind
Yeah he is chugging like an engine
he is working to the bone
he is iron, he is thunder
he is carved right out of stone
there's a fire in his belly
and a burning in his chest
for his one way ticket to fame and success
He's alive with aspiration but he hasn't got a clue
he's surpassing expectations but it's too good to be true
the wheels are getting greasy and he's running out of steam
but he's blinded by ambition and he's reaching for his dreams
Yeah he is chugging like an engine
he is working to the bone
he is iron, he is thunder
he is carved right out of stone
there's a fire in his belly
and a burning in his chest
for his one way ticket to fame and success
He is flying past the station, he's forgotten how to brake
he is hurtling through tunnels as the cabin starts to shake
he is breaking every limit, he is tearing down the line
he has lost all sense of reason, he is running out of time
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4. |
Merchants of Death
04:14
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You merchants of death, oh you sellers of sin
With your bubblegum breath
And your saccharine grin
We opened the door and we welcomed you in
You merchants of death, oh you sellers of sin
All my money and all my time
I have traded and borrowed and dotted that line
You merchants of death, oh you teller of tales
Spin straw into fold turn your minnows to whales
And who can we blame when economy fails
You merchants of death, oh you teller of tales
All my money and all my time
I have traded and borrowed and dotted that line
You merchants of death, oh you makers of kings
With a quiet request and a pulling of strings
But whose on the block when the guillotine swings?
You merchants of death, oh you makers of kings
All my money and all my time
I have traded and borrowed and dotted that line
I dotted on the line
You dotted on the line
We dotted on the line
I dotted on the line
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A Reluctant Arrow Oxford, UK
A Reluctant Arrow is a blues rock band, with a buttery, bacon-wrapped soul. Comprised of artists who have all carved out their own grooves in the rich mahogany of the Oxford scene, A Reluctant Arrow contrasts heavy themes with electric vocals that wrap you in a warm hug of delicious crunchy goodness. ... more
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