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Rolling Stone
04:19
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In my darkest hour
I would hold you to the fire
And burn you to the bone for my relief
But I'm a man of honour
Aint no dirt to grow my flowers
So I'll wait for rain to cool the summer breeze
All your flower dresses
And your pearl necklaces
They call me like the siren's sweet song
So I will sail the waters surface
The current surely slows and weakens
And I'll paddle my way through this shallow stream alone
So to the shores I go
To run from veins of gold
For all I know
I'm a rolling stone
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Hurricanes
03:27
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There's a howling in my head
I can't remember where the fuck I am
Did we fall in love?
Was that a one night stand?
Our clothes are all over the floor
I'm looking for a way to the door
That's when she says to me
Won't you give me some more
Oh, I'm trying girl
Just let me tie my shoes
Drinking PBRs with MCR
Doing The Dance in a beat up car
Where do we go from here?
I swear I won't go far
Catch the game at Hurricanes
Wearing my Leafs hat with no shame
I feel your eyes on me
I can't remember your name
Oh, I'm trying girl
But could you buy me a drink?
Bring you flowers at 3am
I'm falling over trying to hold your hand
I think I love you girl
Please give me a chance
Oh, I'm trying girl
Oh, I'm trying girl
Oh, I'm trying girl
Just tell me, who is your friend?
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Nova Scotia
04:28
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We left Toronto in a Town and Country van
On the 401 smoking up at the Holiday Inn
With one thing in sight
We left it all behind
Now we're in Nova Scotia
And we ain't ever going home
A lot of sleepless nights from Peterborough to Montreal
Singing and stomping staring at the bottom of a bottle
So many friendly faces
To keep us going
Now we're in Nova Scotia
And we ain't ever going home
Hey, Fisherman Jake, you need another cigarette?
"Been here for 92 days, sleeping on this here park bench"
All the best to you
We hope to see you soon
We're in Nova Scotia
And we ain't ever going home
We're heading out of town to give a final bow in Windsor, Ontario
Still smell the sea on my clothes, ya, I'll carry it with me back home
Better turn this van around
I left something in Halifax
We're in Nova Scotia
And we ain't ever going home
We're in Nova Scotia
And we ain't ever going home
We're back in Halifax
And it feels like home
We're in Nova Scotia
And we ain't ever going home
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4. |
Gone
06:00
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I've put aside a little time to breathe
I catch you staring right through me
Oh my god, what did I do?
The fog is rolling and I've lost you
I'm stumbling around in the dark again
Just promise me that you hold my hand
Drop everything and drive out east
I'll write to you when its hard to sleep
You won't be alone
You'll always have a home with me
And even if I stay
I'll be gone some other day
I could use one of your tearful smiles
They reel me in on a hook and line
I'm falling asleep at the wheel again
And I can't see where the road ends
You won't be alone
You'll always have a home with me
And even if I stay
I'll be gone some other day
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Stairs
04:48
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I found these stairs
Behind the house
Behind the house
I found these stairs
They might not go anywhere
They don't go anywhere
I did see
By the red and green light
Red and green
Stop and go
When I leave no one will know
I believe no one will know
And I will drive
This old cab
This old cab
Right out of town
No guess where I might be found
If I might be found
Leave my pain
In the old moonshine
In the old moonshine
I will leave my pain
Where I'll drink it down again
I will drink it down again
When I go
To the promised land
And, to the promised land
I will go
I won't see anyone I know
Anyone i know
I found these stairs
Behind the house
Behind the house
I found these stairs
They might not go anywhere
They don't go anywhere
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Mall Store Santa
04:30
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Daddy was a mall store Santa
But he got taken away
He had too much Christmas spirit
Or so the policemen say
Thanks for the roller skates in December
You ever take a look at the weather?
It'll be another 4 months till I can put these on
Maybe don't drink so much, you would remember
The only angels in our family
We made in the snow
Before you open up your gifts
you oughta know
Daddy was a mall store Santa
But he got taken away
He had too much Christmas spirit
Or so the policemen say
Mama's running off to her boyfriends
Who knows how long she'll stay
And Daddy's on the phone in the kitchen
Ordering festive specials from the Chalet
The only angels in our family
We made in the snow
The asshole in the kitchen
Stole my Toblerone
Daddy was a mall store Santa
But he got taken away
He had too much Christmas spirit
Or so the policemen say
Daddy's face down in the front yard
Here comes his black and white sleigh
I look at the time
And I shut the blinds
Daddy was a mall store Santa
But he got taken away
He had too much Christmas spirit
Or so the policemen say
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