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James St Blues
03:12
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James Street Blues
I was walking but the streets were bare
The only activity was at Mave’s Cafe
There was something floating in the air
It was nondescript but it filled me with anxiety
The handle on the driver’s side broke
So I climbed out through the passenger’s side
I walked down James Street alone
The blues will keep you occupied
Don’t feel sorry, you were unaware
The pain that I was feeling could’ve come from anywhere
It could’ve come from Russia, it could’ve come from Belarus
It could’ve come from the smell of your sweet perfume
I couldn’t describe the feeling I was having
Other than to say it left too much on my mind
So I stuffed a poem inside my coat
The blues will keep you occupied
So you can take the rest of me aggressively
Spread it out in a million pieces and see what catches your eye
Between the skin and bone it's just fibrous muscle
Between work and home is just side hustle
I almost caught a butterfly once
But I didn’t think it would be very kind
Sometimes you just go on a hunch
The blues will keep you occupied
Once you speak you’ll never get those words back
Once a week it’s nice to take a hot bath
It’s good to keep a clear head, cause you never know what you’ll find
The blues will keep you occupied
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Gasoline On A Flame
03:20
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It’s obscene like gasoline falling on a flame
It’s not right, well who would ever thought it’d be ok?
You sit down beside me, say, “I don’t take this lightly”
That’s not what I thought I’d hear you say
It’s obscene like gasoline falling on a flame
Put a stamp on it, drop it off straight in the mail
Put an end to it cause nobody’s too big to fail
There’s no sense in running, you got what was coming
There’s nowhere for you to get away
It’s obscene like gasoline falling on a flame
I don’t know what you’re gonna do with all of that money
But I ain’t throwing you a parachute just to fall back into the land of milk and honey
It’s obscene, how’d you get away with it for so long?
Beats me but it looks like the empire’s gonna fall
There’s trouble in the parlour, there's badges without honour and a faceless man missing from the screen
It’s obscene like gasoline falling on a flame
It’s obscene like gasoline falling on a flame
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Hot Water
03:13
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I don’t know how it happened
I was a dog just wagging my tail
There was lightning over St. Catharines
The next thing we knew it started to hail
“You’ve got a way of weaving words wisely”
Said the woman who was always wildly aware
“Now, let’s not let this come in between us”
As she picked a wildflower and put it in her hair
The modern day is full of dilemma
Let’s dedicate a day for lovers
We walked past a shop owned by Sarah
But by then Sarah was gone
The future of the city belongs to corporations
But they don’t bake you pies and they don’t know your mom
Sometimes, it’s too much to handle
Sometimes, it’s all too much to bear
Why’s it always feel like the rollercoaster’s broken?
You know, I didn’t sign up for this kind of fear
The modern day needs to compromise
Let’s dedicate a day for lullabies
Cause we’re in hot, hot water!
It’s time to settle up, it’s time to move past this
We’ve got to leave something for the grandkids
They want products with plenty of uses
They’re so tired of our bullshit excuses
The modern day needs to harmonize
Let’s dedicate a day to bluer skies
Cause we’re in hot, hot water!
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Desperate Blues
04:53
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Cemetery walking, broken blue
You've got jars full of lemon, sugar too
You say that nothing comes easy in this life
You’ve seen some desperate days and some desperate nights
You've got money in baskets, secret stashes
You've been digging for gold but you're scattering ashes
Drinking milk in the meadow of a lavender valley
And desperate streets lead to desperate alleys
There's a fox in the henhouse, Trump's in the Whitehouse
I miss hearing Ms. Amy Winehouse
You say there's too much shake, I say there's not enough shatter
You're reaching desperate heights on a desperate ladder
Who you gonna count on when the well runs dry?
How you gonna get through with a tear in your eye?
When will you decide what does and doesn’t matter?
All these shamanistic stories of ordinary people
In their fancy shirts in a boarded up steeple
Forgotten world, misplaced glory
Desperate living in a desperate story
Futuristic bus stops, psychedelic gumdrops
Laughing in the mirror until there’s no more cash crops
Delegating doomsday, disassembling power
Desperate kingdom in a desperate tower
Where you gonna run to when the wall comes down?
When do you figure they’re gonna figure you out?
Another swing, another miss of unintelligible chatter
Natural confusion, jumping to conclusion
You're waving the flag of a broken institution
Spinning in circles while someone steals your candy
Desperate departure and a desperate landing
What’s it going to feel like inside brand new skin?
How will we know when the good side wins?
Are batteries included? Is assembly required?
I’m so tired
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Barstool Women Blues
02:52
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Secret Sally safe in Saskatoon
She sure as heck's gonna be a wreck come Sunday afternoon
Dark and stormy, she was betting on the house
There's no moral to her story, there's no meaning to figure out
And it never gets old … it only gets better with time
Slow and steady, that’s how the race is won
She's out rambling at midnight with a no good son-of-a-gun
She peels the layers just like a tangerine
It's a soapbox derby, she's an uptown movie queen
And it never gets old … it only gets better with time
She's wrapped all over her spiritual side
In an unlit corner where she can hide
She’s past her limit with nothing to lose
Barstool women will give you the barstool women blues
Oak and cherry, mahogany and pine
She’s one-in-a-million with two more waiting outside
She's smooth like butter, but she’ll kill you with her eyes
And there’ll never be another and that’s just totally fine
Cause it never gets old … it only gets better with time
Ya, it never gets old … it only gets better with time
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When the night moves in out of the corner of your eye
And the stillness of your thoughts brings a panic to your mind
It’s a feeling underneath
It’s a feeling that you have
It’s an object you can’t see
Cause it hasn’t happened yet
It’s the kind of blue that shakes you
When the cold winds blow and your palms begin to sweat
You had a dream about this once that you never could forget
There were rumours overheard
There were lines that were crossed
You said you never doubted her
But a loss is still a loss
It’s the kind of blue that shakes you
You beg yourself for mercy
You put your head before your heart
Your deep desires getting thirsty
But that’s not the biggest part
When the ice in your veins slowly starts to melt
And you start feeling things you’ve never felt
And the silence fills the room
Where there used to be sound
And the lighting gets dim
As you slow your thoughts down
It’s the kinda of blue that shakes you
You beg yourself for mercy
You wear your heart out on your sleeve
Once they lock the doors behind you
You’re never going to leave
As your foot hits the floor on the twos and the fours
She was a sketch in your mind now she’s standing at your door
It’s a bridge you have to cross
Another thing you have to weigh
If there’s ever been a time
Today is that day
It’s the kinda of blue that shakes you
Ya, it’s the kinda of blue that shakes you
Ya, it’s the kinda of blue that shakes you
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7. |
Tension
06:37
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I’m not loosening up, these are real strange times
I’ve got tension in my ribcage and tension on my mind
It’s got me going and it’s all around
Tension’s got my full attention now
I can’t shake it off, I can’t figure it out
I keep waiting for you to tell me what it’s about
I called to Maria, I called to St. Jude
You know I called myself important in a business man’s suit
Oh, tension - Oh, tension
Oh, tension, you’ve got my attention now
I thought of heading down south just to start again
I thought I’d rent myself a villa in the Yucatan
Eating mangoes in the morning with the salt of the sea
I’d lock myself away and just change the key
Oh, tension - Oh, tension
Oh, tension, you’ve got my attention now
They say the red sky at night should’ve been my very first warning
Don’t pull me out of bed - I’ll just see you first thing in the morning
It’s been keeping me up, it’s been making me tense
It’s been digging in my garden and climbing my fence
Each one of my friends say that they’ve had it, too
It’s changing our perspective and our point of view
Oh, tension - Oh, tension
Oh, tension, like a grade school detention
I don’t know where I’ll be, I don’t know where I’ll land
I don’t know if I’ll ever see another helping hand
It’s not my choir and it’s not my song
Tension’s got a hold of me and it’s pulling me along
Oh, tension - Oh, tension
Oh, tension - Of the things I can't mention ...
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