1. |
going home
01:45
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There's no mistaken ID
I should have known it all along
So when I tell you baby
I just can't take this shit too long
So now I've left you at a place that you belong
I hope that you can find your way
Going home
I tried to tell you baby,
i tried to tell you best I can
The more I tell you darlin'
The less you seem to understand
So now I've left you at a place that you belong
I hope that you can find your way
Going home
(solo)
So now I've left you at a place that you belong
I hope that you can find your way
Going home, going home, going home,
I'm going home
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2. |
cumberland road
02:47
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Staying out on saturday, all night long
Looking for a party but there's nothin' going on
Ya push it, push it
Far as it goes
Headed to the highway, main and 98
Suzie's comin' over and she's lookin' really great
Ya push it,
Travelin' down the cumberland road
There's people over here, there's people over there
But people can be crazy so you know you best beware
Ya push it, push it
Far as it goes
So take me to a place where the feelin' never dies
Ya get alittle crazy but at least ya feel alive
Ya push it
Travelin' down the cumberland road
If you spend your time, with me
You won't waste your time, you'll see
So come on baby, we've made it here at last
Do anything you wanted, guaranteed to have a blast
Ya push it
Travelin' down the cumberland road
(solo)
If you spend your time, with me
You won't waste your time, you'll see
Staying out on saturday, all night long
Looking for a party but there's nothin' going on
Ya push it, push it
Far as it goes
So take me to a place where the feelin' never dies
Ya get alittle crazy but at least ya feel alive
Ya push it
Travelin' down the cumberland road
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3. |
plastic shell
03:13
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No starlight, surprise
No insight, with these eyes
I hear you calling, but I'm looking for a body to be mine
Instead of living in this metal formed
Plastic covered shell all my life
I'm digital, compute
I'm analytical, and absolute
I hear ya calling, but I'm looking for a body to be mine
Instead of living in this metal formed
Plastic covered shell all my life
You can feel it, I wanna learn to feel it myself
Cause I know you listen, to anything I can tell
While I'm living in this skeleton
A metal formed plastic covered shell.
I been once bought, twice sold
I don't get sick, or grow old
I hear ya calling, but I'm looking for a body to be mine
Instead of living in this metal formed
Plastic covered shell all my life
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4. |
what's up baby?
03:31
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5. |
leavin' me
03:02
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6. |
rocket machine
02:46
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7. |
writing on the wall
02:46
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It's a mystery most the time, how you look so good
Is it youth, some better care, or just misunderstood
Maybe you were born this way, happy from within
Or maybe you are just immune, to any kind of sin
Now that you've got a bit older
I can see the writing on the wall
Burden of age you must shoulder
I can see the writing on the wall
Younger faces everywhere, still you rule the day
You're the queen and everyone, stays out of your way
All the while you feel secure, your time will never end
But when you fall you're rest assured, a new face to contend
Now that you've got a bit older
I can see the writing on the wall
Burden of age you must shoulder
I can see the writing on the wall
Slowly glory fades away, never to return
It's said the mirror never lies, and sometimes that it burns
All the while you've felt secure, but now you must agree
Older face forgotten now, a new face in the lead
Now that you've got a bit older
I can see the writing on the wall
Burden of age you must shoulder
I can see the writing on the wall
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8. |
just another day
02:38
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9. |
won't let me be
02:51
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met this girl, the time was late
looked just like a figure 8
but when i was headed for the door
this dude said son, "just watch your step
even though there's lots to see that crazy bitch
won't let me be"
it can't be, this girl's so fine
dude must be right outta his mind
but when i got that chick back home
turned into the twilight zone
even though there's lots to see that crazy bitch
won't let me be, won't let me be babe
take a ride, (solo)
now there's something you should know
if you meet the chick from the twilight zone
maybe looks aren't everything
so take your time, just watch your step
hope you don't end up like me\
that crazy bitch, won't let me be
even though there's lots to see that crazy bitch
won't let me be
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