1. |
Talk Like That
03:25
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Train me how to whistle
Teach this bird to fly
Push me right out of my nest
Baby I'm not scared to die
Treat me like a wet match
Or a half lit cigarette
You know that there's some fire somewhere
But you ain't found it yet
Show me all your card tricks
Let me look up your sleeve
Don't be scared of what's up there
Baby I'm not hard to please
Take me to your leader
To hell with your complainst
Nothing close to fire and smoke
We'll make it through these flames
Night trains / no stops
Bad brains / bad cops
She's nobodies heart throb
It's funny when she talks like that
Long life / good run
Takes one to know one
Sweet, dumb and handsome
It's funny when she talks like that
Kiss my words
You can write them on your arm
Take a breath deep in your chest
Surrender to my charm
It's tough and then some
It's a limp and then a step
A lot has changed I guess
I haven't thanked you yet
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2. |
Ike
03:54
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Too much time and too much talkin
Use your words / what would you say?
Too much time and too much talkin
Use your words / what would you say they'll say?
Use your legs but he's not walkin
Use your nerves / it's better to waive / or wait
I can't think too much on this I guess
Just keep your eyes ahead
Just keep your eyes ahead
And the ground keeps movin
And the ground keeps movin
Open up your maps and see we're lost and losing
Watch that town destroy his body
The people were crazed and safe
Killin time with cups of coffee
It's the same damn place we were last May / they'll say
Just keep your eyes ahead
Just keep your eyes ahead
And the ground keeps movin
And the ground keeps movin
Open up your maps and see
we're lost and losing
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3. |
Start It Up
03:41
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He was young once / more than bones and blood
Now he's shaky with a liars face
He was empty / except for whiskey
He said he loves it but he hates the taste
She was home sick / had a nervous tic
She'd like to grow but was afraid of change
She was lost once / found a home but
the family said
the family showed up so she couldn't stay
I get nervous and I'm often sick
This is where we were led
I heard they're living hand to mouth now
Well at least they get fed
They were held up / it's hard to tell but
he looked better in his younger days
She was stuck there / she needed bus fare
Someone to help her out and count her change
To him she's beautiful / her movements musical
He liked the way she spoke of time and space
They had blank stares / they were worse for wear
But who am I to say they should change
It helps her when she weeps
she only seems to weep
only when I sing
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4. |
Hands on the Radio
03:32
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She goes crazy for my crackle
Hypnotized by my hum
You used to lie down at my feet girl
And wonder where that voice came from
She don't think about me much ow
Used to love the way I sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can I say?
Put your hands on the radio
You used to love the way I stood there
Used to praise my frame
Now I'm begging for your touch dear
Things just ain't the same
Used to dance around me
Come and light me up
Just twist me baby
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5. |
Bottle Rocket
04:28
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He lived his life like a bottle rocket / can't you hear him call
He lived his life like a bottle rocket / short fuse and all
once he's lit you just can't stop it / that ain't his fault
He lived his life like a bottle rocket / destined to fall
back down to Earth with some big plans
He'll blow up in your hands
Or fizzle out and never leave the ground
He lived his life like a rolling thunder / rumbling along
He lived his life like a rolling thunder / clappin to this song
He spits out rain and bolts of lightning / lightning every time
He lived his life like a rolling thunder / tremble when he walks
There's no need to hide your head
Leave it tucked between your legs
If he wanted to, he could take us all
He lived his life like a levee breakin / water rushing in
He lived his life like a levee breakin / filled to the brim
Through that floor that waters risin / look for higher ground
He lived his life like a levee breakin / swallow up that town
There's no need to look back
Keep your memories intact
Just follow him and he'll take you there
Well he's here
and he's gone
That bottle rocket's lit and waiting
Well he's here
and he's gone
That rolling thunder keeps on shakin
Well he's here
and he's gone
That levee it was built for breakin
Well he's here
and he's gone
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6. |
Gold Don't Rust
03:44
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I'm happy here
I'm glad you came / I can see you smiling
The lights might dim
The lights might change / we'll be here a while then
Pour us drinks
Make us laugh / I'm glad we showed up
The music's off
The lights are on
It's time to load up
And if everyone's okay we'd like to play one more
It's not for you / this one's for us
If we're dancing up on stage and you can see us smiling
It's because Gold doesn't rust
My eyes roll back
We jump in crowds and spit on stages
Some nights we drink
Some nights we fight / some nights are dangerous
We sat in cars
Broken vans or people's houses
On well cut lawns
We talked about how beautiful this town is
Got lost this year
I hope that makes you happy or something
These days were rough
We shake it off like it was nothing
Some nights got weird
We'd close the blinds and wait for morning
Fighting sleep
The days are long but they're never boring
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7. |
Sevens
03:51
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I hear they're gonna tear down those apartments
They're pulling every single plank
It's where we set / it's where we met / it's where we drank
I hear they're gonna hollow out the middle
It's gonna be a parking lot
They said the doors were weak / the roof would leak / the floors were rot
You said we were invincible
But my hair is falling out
She screamed, "My life is so miserable. It's so lonely in this house."
I guess this is the end of days
Since it's all we talk about
But I love you more than I did before
I hear they put up rows and rows of houses
In the field where we once played
They dug up bones to build their homes
So nothing's safe
I remember ducking barbed wire fences / crossing through the creek
Waiting there in that night air to watch you breathe
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8. |
Blame
03:25
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Don't do too much / baby that's expensive
He talks real fast / keeps peeking out windows
He was weak and he could blame it on me
Blame it on me
She was weak and she could blame it on me
Blame it on me
Blame me / blame your lover / blame anyone you want
Blame your family / I've got your number
You like to hear yourself talk
The city streets / they're busy and breathing
The highways and ocean / it's churning and heaving
Go tell your father / bring pen & paper
To sing or write down
Don't know what's safer
Blame me / blame your lover / blame anyone you want
Blame your family / I've got your number
You like to hear yourself talk
The city calls / can't hear what it's saying
We just might go out / same way we came in
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9. |
The One
04:11
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Were we made to die like creatures
In the sand or in the sea
Someone's bound to count my features
Take their hand and trace my seams
Someone here sensed shadowed speakers
Heard my footsteps in the dark
Bound to put up with my madness
Damned to pump through bleeding hearts
Untie my hands
Come lift me up
I'm happy now
Don't you think that's enough?
Were we meant to thrive and prosper?
Are we just a big mistake?
We built our skyline tall and daunting
to try and keep the stars away
Monuments won't last forever
Everything's a slave to time
We all become some dusty ruins
History for newer life
Untie my hands
Come lift me up
I'm happy now
Don't you think that's enough?
No one here begged to be different
I danced steps with hollow bones
With every step I felt a fracture
I was captured by the tones
I heard the voices lightly speaking
Whisper movements in my head
I got all the steps just perfect
Dancing with the naked and the dead
Untie my hands
Come lift me up
I'm happy now
Don't you think that's enough?
Untie my hands
Come lift me up
I'm happy now
Don't you think that's enough?
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10. |
Ain't Dancin'
04:29
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They found em all camped out at the water plant
His pockets were empty / the place was covered in ants
It's a place where nobody goes
If the cops show up / make a break for the road
He had a blue jean jacket with a patch with a panther
He was all out of questions / he was lookin for answers
When he's backed in a corner he's a pretty good dancer
He's a pretty good dancer
I guess he's lost in the wind
Something blew us back east
They say it gets harder to swim
When the lake starts to freeze
They would break into cars / they would sleep in the back
They would break into homes when the money was bad
The cops asked her questions / she said she was asleep
She had empty eyes and a secret to keep
Her face started sweating and she counted the tiles
She said, "I'll be okay if I could sit for awhile"
She had a reason to lie and a hell of a smile
It's a hell of a smile
I guess he's lost in the wind
Something blew us back east
They say it gets harder to swim
When the lake starts to freeze
I guess you can scream for relief
Til your throat's red and sore
I guess they were looking for him
Now he ain't dancin' no more
They found her knife out back
They found her clothes up the street
She said, "I know my rights and I know not to speak."
I guess he's lost in the wind
Something blew us back east
They say it gets harder to swim
When the lake starts to freeze
I guess you can scream for relief
Til your throat's red and sore
I guess they were looking for him
Now he ain't dancin' no more
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11. |
Don't Be Sad
03:16
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God took a razor / cut holes in our face
2 to hear, two to see, 2 to smell, one to taste
An unshaking hand with precision and grace
Showing everyone gets lonely sometimes
No one was righteous
We all came out wrong
Some of us were too short too fat or too tall
He kept on cutting and we sewing up cloth
Trying to build someone built for a savior
Don't be sad / we were all thrown away
But there is enough of us crumpled up people
We'll find somebody somebody
Take a look in my bag / it's the meaning of youth
Nothing but emptiness / innocence / cigarettes and a dead brown recluse
Please keep me out of your history books
I'll be known for the places and hands that I shook
He cut us to sinner and singers and crooks
But he just couldn't get what he longed for
We wandered around and we learned how to speak
We wanted so badly to pray or to preach
Some all-seeing father so far out of reach
So I didn't even bother trying
Don't be ashamed if you're seeking a friend
It's a beautiful reason to die in the end
It's why we're all here just searching mistakes
A little too much like father
We're destined to be little stains in the paint
You can pick us and chip us and throw us away
But some color will shine through from some yesterday
So you'll never forget where you came from
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Lightning Rod Records is an independent record label based out of Nashville, TN. LRR's first artist signing was critically lauded singer-songwriter James McMurtry. The LRR catalog now includes albums from Jason Isbell, Billy Joe Shaver, Joe Pug, Paul Cauthen, and the Quaker City Night Hawks. Lightning Rod Records is distributed in the United States by Thirty Tigers/RED. ... more
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