1. |
Motörrad
03:03
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We didn't know where we were headed, but we knew that it was outta here
She turned the radio on, and the DJ just knew our miles
Top down, speakers up, and the pavement was just humming along
Lost the map, find ourselves, and road was wide open
Rollin', yes we rollin'
With some Bowie and some Bolan
Everybody thinks they're free
But no one knows the enemy
Someone take the wheel
Someone take the wheel
Let's get lost and find out what's real
White knuckles on the wheel, sun setting in the hills behind us
We didn't care how long, how far, just getting gone
Lighter flash in the darkness, she was just getting by
Shooting stars in the night, and we were feeling fine
Rollin', yes we rollin'
With some Bowie and some Bolan
Everybody thinks they're free
But no one knows the enemy
Someone take the wheel
Someone take the wheel
Let's get lost and find out what's real
Rollin', yes we rollin'
With some Bowie and some Bolan
Everybody thinks they're free
But no one knows the enemy
Someone take the wheel
Someone take the wheel
Let's get lost and find out what's real
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2. |
Am I Doing It Again?
02:21
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This year for lent
I am giving up
And I know this sad
Is not uniquely mine
Hearts don't like to suffer
That's why mine stopped speaking to me
An earful of trouble
And a mind bereft of peace
Throw your heart
Over the edge
I swear the
Rest will go
Am I Doing it Again
Let that muddy water stand
It will clear
A peaceful concept
Is oil on troubled thoughts
I have grown comfortable
Having these dead for company
Over in their soil and cold homes
Throw your heart
Over the edge
I swear the
Rest will go
Am I Doing it Again
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3. |
Speed of Sound
02:04
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I was on my way again
At the speed of sound
Lost in another time with you
Smiling, run away with you
I resolve to take a stand
Passengers set sail
Lost in another world with you
Comets streak the sky in two
Stuck inside a photograph
Watching time stand still
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4. |
Love Dove
01:59
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Stuck inside
this lonely place
Now it's time
to break the face
Breaking free
So follow me
I want to fly on a love dove
I want to fly on a love dove
Wandering 'round
This graveyard town
Cracking concrete
Sidewalk sound
Breaking through
I'll follow you
I want to fly on a love dove
I want to fly on a love dove
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5. |
Interrobang
02:21
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That's the hat
You choose when you're dying
I guess that's that
Any use in trying
De verdad and how about that
You wrestle your belief and fell down flat
Oh my, my. Oh hell yes.
This whole thing is anybody's guess
Do you want an answer now
Who forgot to
Put gas in the car
What are those
Loose ends you're not tying
De verdad and how about that
I'm starting to believe you don't know jack squat
Oh my, my. Oh hell yes.
Honey, get ready to clean up this mess
Do you want an answer now
Toss a coin
And read my mind
She just screamed
Where's the interrobang?
De verdad and how about that
I'm starting to believe you don't know jack squat
Oh my, my. Oh hell yes.
Honey, take off that party dress
Do you want an answer now
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You take a bite of this apple
You start your life anew
A train bound for Atlanta
Bag packed with second thoughts
Get lost inside this energy
Into this space you know
There is no place but here
There is no place but here
Let a million flowers bloom
Burning down the mansions
Let a million flowers bloom
Come get our satisfaction
Let a million flowers bloom
Melting down the reactor
Let a million flowers bloom
Burning in this fashion
My goat is not gotten
Heavens to Murgatroyd
She's waiting for his call
He's sky high in the van
I'm wired for survival
I'm trying to keep us safe
This is the hill I die on
This is the hill I die on
Let a million flowers bloom
Burning down the mansions
Let a million flowers bloom
Come get our satisfaction
Let a million flowers bloom
Melting down the reactor
Let a million flowers bloom
Burning in this fashion
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I don't care
What you want
No I don't care
Let's smoke the sun
I don't care
What you want
We slowly fade
Hide the poison in the sugar
Mercy, mercy, mercy me
Whispers all you cannot see
All the stories, you can't write
Sweep the stardust satellite
I don't care
What you want
No I don't care
Let's smoke the sun
I don't care
What you want
We slowly fade
Hide the poison in the sugar
Shaken, shaken, shaken trees
Wind blows cold when lost at sea
Camera shows me all I see
Shutter open mouth of bees
Why don't we just smoke the sun
Now's not the time to talk about guns
Why don't we just smoke the sun
Hide the poison in the sugar
Why don't we just smoke the sun
Now's not the time to talk about guns
Why don't we just smoke the sun
Hide the poison in the sugar
I don't care
What you want
No I don't care
Let's smoke the sun
I don't care
What you want
We slowly fade
Hide the poison in the sugar
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8. |
The Great Before
02:27
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There she goes
Please point her home
And if she knows
I'll drop to a knee
Nothing could hurt me more
A girl like you
There was a great before
Someone like you
When she falls
Cast your gaze to the floor
Not sure what's wrong
But something ain't right
Nothing could hurt me more
A girl like you
There was a great before
Someone like you
Stand in flowers
But it's gonna rain
Nobody trusts anybody
And we're all real tired
Nothing could hurt me more
A girl like you
There was a great before
Someone like you
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JV Team Medford Lakes, New Jersey
alt rock from Jim Caputo (Somerdale) and Van Kapeghian (Camino Sound, furiousBall, The Fondaleros, Dresden Codex) nextdoor neighbors in Medford Lakes, New Jersey
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