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Ten million pounds of plastic baby stuff there beyond the doors
Garage sale sunday and I don't know where I'm anymore Knee-highs riding little pink bikes in the middle of the road Garage sale sunday and I don't know where I'm anymore Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow Where I'm anymore Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow Where I'm anymore There was a punch-out Happened at the take-out, a tweaker and a dog It seems that the dog stole a blanket From the tweaker in the park But cheapshots happen When thermometers are yellin' one-o-four Garage sale sunday and I don't know where I'm anymore Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow Where I'm anymore Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow Where I'm anymore An icecream truck each night plays 'don't believe the hype' For oil stained driveways with exercise equipment piled high All this seen from a yellow lawn hittin' eighty-four Garage sale sunday and I don't know where I'm anymore Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow Where I'm anymore Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow Where I'm anymore |
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Branches waving madly in the air Waving 'round like they don't even care Last time i considered leaving here The roads caught fire and I drank all our beer Out here at my post I've learned a lot I've learned that the fruit on the ground is gonna rot There's more ATM's with air conditioning then there are birds on the wing Out here at my post I've learned a few things Like the sun ain't afraid to bleach out a dream And the way that you were ain't the way that you will always be Please believe me Branches wave and ask for change to spare Once I did, but now I barely care Last time I considered leavin' town Something dumb came up and I turned around Out here at my post I've learned a lot I've learned that the fruit on the ground is gonna rot There's more ATM's with air conditioning then there are birds on the wing Out here at my post I've learned a few things Like the sun ain't afraid to bleach out a dream And the way that you were ain't the way that you will always be Please believe me Out here at my post |
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| 4:51 |
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On the beach, within arm's reach
There's nothin' more this shore can teach The maltreatment of the sun You've lost a valley son He was down with bein' done But now he's done with bein' down Mis maltreatment has a sound You've lost a valley son You've lost a valley son You've lost a valley son You've lost a valley son The engine in his heart Gets dirty, then don't start Man, it all just falls apart He can't watch his other shine As he's rottin' on the vine This maltreatment over time You've lost a valley son You've lost a valley son You've lost a valley son You've lost a valley son |
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| 3:21 |
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Outdated dreams have kept
Your friends around I've seen them sad and wet In cast off gowns I don't know though I've been wonderin Who wrote that rule? Seems a lie and So untidy It's downright cruel Remember Cinderland Once was our town But since you went away It's barren ground I don't know though I've been wonderin Where did you go? Seems one sided So untidy It's downright cruel |
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| 3:40 |
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Siamese, Portuguese, dirty knees, look at these
Rookies around us, aren't you glad you found us? Now if you are who you say you are, get up here to the bar We'll plot out a plan to take down the man We'll start with that new future superstore and steal all their Decorative rocks, we'll fight all their rent-a-cops And for the freeway maintainers who assist our escape We got sandwiches, chips and cold Gatorade We'll expose all the bicyclists who really are DUI students who can't drive their cars And we'll take stucco dust and wet drywall sludge Combine 'em just right to make fuck the valley fudge Apple bee's, Chuck E. Cheese, dirty deeds Don't you see? 'Fuck the valley' fudge, it's my hate, my love Nepalese, antifreeze, calories, can't you see? 'Fuck the valley' fudge, it's my hate and my love 'Fuck the valley' fudge, it's my hate and my love 'Fuck the valley' fudge, my hate, my love 'Fuck the valley' fudge 'Fuck the valley' Fuck |
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| 4:38 |
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Good afternoon from the bar in the mall
They sent me home from work today But nobody told me where else to go My boss was alright at first But then he said that I fall behind I like doing things my own way And I don't take no shit from anyone Florida Florida My ex-girlfriend's a model in florida Florida Florida I got lots of friends in florida Well, I got pride and it doesn't hide now I could live at the river, fuck you My ex-girlfriend's a model in florida She wants me back but I don't take no shit It's later on, once again at the bar I picked this bad company song And I can play it pretty good on the guitar I feel like makin' love Looks like I missed the god-dam bus Do you think that I could get a ride? I like doing things my own way And I don't take no shit from anyone Florida Florida My ex-girlfriend's a model in florida Florida Florida They got lots to drink in Florida Well, I got pride and it doesn't hide now I could live at the river, fuck you My ex-girlfriend's a model in florida She wants me back but I don't take no shit Take no shit |
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Just how How many times How many times have I sat right here and seen that skyline at twilight And told myself I'm gonna be alright But at the last light after saying goodbye You can't rest at night inside your head Yeah at that last light after sayin'goodbye It's such a sad sight cause of what we said (Ahh, oh) [Whistling] Now just how How many times How many times have I sat right here And again that skyline And again that twilight And again tell myself i'm gonna be alright But at that last light after saying goodbye You can't rest at night inside your head yeah at that last light after sayin' goodbye It's such a sad sight cause of what we said (Ahh) Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye |
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