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Reckless
04:34
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I can hear the river burning
I can feel the mountains beating down on me
Oh but I cannot see
You can be whatever you wanna
Just as long as you don’t wanna be like me
Oh but I cannot see
Rode hard and put away wet and
Joined the fight with reckless abandon
Cocaine, weed, and amphetamine
Old scars and faded saddles
My God, those miles you’ve traveled
Oh I cannot see
Oh I cannot see
Oh I cannot see how you fooled me
Three’s a crowd but two is plenty
Got a life to live outside your sheets
Oh but I cannot see
Your hands are slight and your mirror’s smoking
Briefly gone, but someone’s taken your seat
Oh but I cannot see
Rode hard and put away wet and
Joined the fight with reckless abandon
Cocaine, weed, and amphetamine
Old scars and faded saddles
My God, those miles you’ve traveled
Oh I cannot see
Oh I cannot see
Oh I cannot see how you fooled me
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Try To Take It Easy
04:40
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So pretty with your hair down falling on your shoulders but you’re mad at me
Can’t seem to find the reason nor the time to be the lover that you want me to be
I’ve seen that film, I know how it ends
For all my wishing and hoping I wont believe in it again
The nights get longer but we’ll stay the same
Can’t seem to share a single moment but we’ll always share the blame
I’ve had that sweet, I know how it tastes
I dream about you leaving and I’m waking with a smile up on my face
I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you’re tryna leave me
But honey I just can’t cope
Does my talkin make your blood boil baby when you hear me on the telephone?
Does the pressure of my palms make you moan like the drone of the dial tone?
I made that call, my dimes are all spent
Now I’m pissin in the wind, goin out on a limb, with a shit eating grin
I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you’re tryna leave me
But honey I just can’t cope
I try to take it easy
I try to take it slow
I know you’re tryna leave me
But honey I just can’t cope
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I’ll be your mellow man
Have yourself some kicks for free on me darlin
Try to imagine that
Only you can see me for me darlin’
Make your love til my legs get kinks
Don’t give a damn what the landlord thinks
Eat sitting naked on the window sill
Got all the time in the world to fill
Be those people that we wanna be
Hold each other close while we run the scene
Stone cold killer you’re free at last
Make a good living at livin’ fast
I’ll be your dive bombin’ palm greasin’ cloud walker
Be your big spoon your tiny bird your sugar talker
I’ll be your sly dog your bullwhip your man on the moon
I’ll be your cowboy your James Dean your old tattoo
I’ll be your mellow man
Have yourself some kicks for free on me darlin’
Try to imagine that
Only you can see me for me darlin’
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Lola, I thought you’d know by now
I ain’t got nothing left for the taking
Oh, take a breath and recognize
The dying gasp of a land forsaken
We can return to the night
Birds of a feather, nevermore
Oh I love this town I do
Often times I hate it too
See my breath freeze in the morning air
See them ghost stories turn true
They haunt me through the night
Birds of a feather, nevermore
Lola, I thought you’d know by now
I was never one to be trifled
Those claws, those teeth, that bitter glare
An evil nature that can’t be stifled
Please return to the night
We’re birds of a feather, nevermore
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The Sad Man
03:06
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The morning sun heats up
The city smells just like gasoline and cigarettes
One by one no smiles
The people pass by like rows of toy soldiers
Old news open wounds
Eatin out my hand like a one trick pony
Put me wise put me down
Gun to my nose like a wolf in sheep’s clothing
Too many mornings I I had to shake off the feeling that all I am
Is a grain of sand in your shoes
Oh well, oh well, might as well try my best
Not to get too worked up honey
Oh I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man
I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man
No stars night sky
Aint nothin change like a poor man’s weather
Epic love sailed ships
Whispered winds lie like a pack of sleeping dogs
Too many mornings I I had to bend over backwards to stand up tall
Only to fall, on my face
Oh well, oh well, might as well try my best
Not to get too worked up honey
Oh I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man
I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man
I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man
I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man, I’m a sad man
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