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Union Pacific
03:50
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I see a fellow running for to catch that morning train
I see a fellow kicking rocks to ride that morning train
you don't see the dogs that chase him 'cuz they chase him in his brain
Oh I see a fellow running for to catch that morning train
Now I see a crowd a gatherin' and thinking he's insane
that lonesome runner running away oh once again
Dear Doctor don't you tell him he don't take enough medicine
that's not the reason why he runs thats not what makes him sin
Dear Doctor don't you dare confuse a Tonic for a Gin
Oh Doctor don't you tell him he don't take enough medicine
Now I see a crowd a watching and a wishing to be him
that lonesome runner running to a place he might begin
Hello Mother Mercy it's been a long long time my friend
Hello Mother Mercy it's been a long long while again
most people don't get the chance to throw it to the wind
most people get stuck living in a world they cannot lift
the weight of collective sadness asking more that they can give
so they need this man to run like hell to specify the myth!
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Part Time
03:10
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It take two to tango
how 'bout we go a little bit insane?
red pill blue pill duck duck goose
you choose and I'll be game
we could pretend we're young and free and never to be tamed
Fuck a car wash, c'mon lets go driving in the rain
road soda betchu wanna take away the pain
you put your hand up on the wheel and I'll do the gas and brake
'Cuz if there's time
enough
to think about
whats going on
then there's time
enough
to change
Yo no creo yo no creo en mi
pero si creo, creo en ti
y si me haces sentir así
me haces quererme más a mi
Yo tampoco quiero cambiar
pero que difícil es tragar
un fin evitable
un fin aún no escrito
la semilla está en cada día
sembramos sembramos sembramos!
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Gold Rush
04:57
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Gold Rush, 1540
Cíbolas Seven Cities richer than Aztec Kings
Headed north outta Mexico
Emerald-eyed Spaniard gonna make his name known
Flash forward - young men
In a turquoise town
come to manifest destiny til they're skin turn brown
Bisbee blues, how'd ya make out?
not enough money to even buy me booze
Vishnu Shist, Tectonic gift
that Granite foundation of where I live
I see Kaibab, Supai,
But all they care about is Uranium mine!
Its a gold gold Rush
but it don't make much
sad sad sad is the man
he who pans pans pans
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Buying sandwiches on credit
think it's funny to spend fake money
hope nobody finds me in this Mexican bar
first world's flirting with nine circles
third world's sipping on a coka cola
they're all waiting for the second coming
or the third nuclear bomb
and the frat star
and the iraqi man at the cornerstore
are pretty good friends and they're not at war
they drink cheap beer and they're omnivores
they pretty much can see eye to eye
at the dance hall
Wednesday night is for roller blades
they turn down the lights and everybody skates
around, around
He's got nothing to prove therefore he proves nothing
how could he lose if he don't have something
somebody hasn't already taken away, like
clean oxygen or cheap real estate?
You say gracias I say de nada
inshallah we make it to mañana
is that child's pose or are you praying to God?
it's undeniable they both hit the spot, huh?
We're different
but the debt we owe is no different
oh and the debt we owe is no different
and the debt we owe is no different
Cuz I'm just buying sandwiches on credit
think it's funny to spend fake money
hope nobody finds me in this Mexican bar
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When you're comfortable
playing a role
Microdose
Waking up in a body
Dead in the head
Microdose
Status Quo
Chaos in tow
Microdose
I know I don't know
Certainly
Trickster Figure
Blood Moon
Meaning of the Tattoo
Pick me up and shake me down
melt the mask and hear the sound
Give it air
let it brood
like an open head wound
not asking for a miracle
just tell me what I already know
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The kids are growing soft
that's for sure
good at getting caught
in open doors
why we gotta be
so up in arms?
we're masturbators
we've lost charm
This city's more like a town
easier to drown than to run away
I got here
hoppin' freight
now baby, baby I'm afraid
It's the life that we live and I'm dying living it
Just repent, recompense ain't coming little kid
Let the world go ahead, I'll be fine, pass the time
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Dead West Tucson, Arizona
booking: deadwestband@gmail.com
Landscape songs from longtime friends, written and recorded in Tucson, AZ and Seattle, WA
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