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Magic
03:48
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When we speak of magic
what really do we mean?
Are we seeing something
that reason can't believe?
Are we feeling something
that we cannot conceive?
When you know what you don't know
it's magic.
When you think of magic
think of what exists.
The flowing of the wand.
The flicking of the wrist.
The beating of the heart.
The miracle of this.
Even when you know the trick
it's magic.
Take my hand. I'll take your hand.
We'll travel through this land
a part of something greater
than we'll ever understand.
Not of the earth, nor in the sky,
nor in the daily grind,
there is a there out somewhere
someplace somewhere deep inside.
It's magic.
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2. |
We Will Tow Your Ass
01:00
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We will tow your ass.
We will tow your ass.
Might think your special
and you'll get a pass,
but we will tow your ass.
We will tow your ass.
We will tow your ass.
Might think your special
and you'll get a pass,
but we will tow your ass.
Might be stuck in park somewhere.
You might run out of gas.
You might think you know everything,
but how come you didn't know that we will tow your ass?
We will tow your ass.
We will tow your ass.
Unless you got a tag from the FOP,
we will tow your ass.
You'll see.
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3. |
Free Blues Giveaway
02:32
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I like that fish fry music
play it for me all night long
I like that fish fry music
play it til the break of dawn
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
It’s the Free Blues giveaway
Come on down and take all mine
It’s the free blues giveaway
you ain’t got to spend one dime
If you want it you can have it today
Not with money will you have to pay
at the giveaway
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
It’s the free blues giveaway
Cause I don’t really need no more
It’s the free blues giveaway
Mine could fill a whole damn store
I got every kind of blues you need
and some of y’all ought to have ‘em more than me
come and get ‘em for free
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
(Free Blues giveaway)
I don’t know what I did to get these blues so bad
but it’s all I have
Don’t you worry bout me running out at my store
Seem like I always get more
I like that fish fry music
play it for me all night long
I like that fish fry music
play it til the break of dawn
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4. |
Claire (Newer Song)
01:54
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Clarie, I do declare
when you need me
sooner or later I'm gonna be there.
You mean more to me
than other things do.
I wanna spend my life
some times being with you.
You know I stay up in the club.
Oh yeah, I met you in the club.
I was eating on some grub
when you came into the club
We made lovely conversation.
Almost every indication
was that you were really feelin' me.
You were diggin' on my energies
That's how it go so usually
But I had snuck up in the club
so we had to sneak up out the back door
Woah, woahh
Clarie, I do declare
when you need me
sooner or later I'm gonna be there.
You mean more to me
than other things do.
I wanna spend my life
some times being with you.
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Baby brother, don’t cry.
everybody’s got to die sometimes.
and grandma found her time.
She couldn’t do it all forever
and now they say she’s someplace better.
Don’t you worry, little man. I got your back.
Mom and Dad still love you,
but they just can’t seem to get it right.
They try and that’s why sometimes
they have to holler and shiver in the night.
I’ll protect you
and take you to the court to play some ball.
Maybe you could be the MVP,
or anything you want to be.
I taught you how to read and now you're the best in
school. Don’t you be a fool
and listen when they call you weird
just because you’re smart.
I’ll pick you up at three,
but when we get home there’s somewhere else I gotta be
Grandma wouldn’t like it, but it’s something I have to do
I gonna have to start skipping Sunday School
We’re gonna stick together, me and you
Love is such a beautiful thing.
Now you see this?
This is not a toy.
Don’t you touch it, not even with the safety on.
I’d hate if you made a mistake
but if I ever go away just drop it in the lake
That won’t happen.
We’re not wards of the state; we’re kin.
We’re gonna have to move in with some friends.
They’ll like you a lot, but just don’t do what they do.
don’t smoke any pot.
If you’re by a window and you hear a sound
don’t look for where it came from just drop drown.
Crawl fast as you can to the tub.
Love is such a beautiful thing.
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6. |
I See The Sunshine
03:02
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When the fire's rainin', oh lord
and the quiet stream's about to blow.
Your keyboard's complainin', oh lord
The steps of your next dance you do not know.
Open your shoes
and take off your letter.
It's all falling apart
together.
It doesn't matter what the world may say
when your goals are aimless, oh lord
and you finished your novel from back to front.
When the truth is changin', oh lord
and you don't know where to take your guts.
Around the corner
and under the border
the one whole was sliced
into quarters.
It doesn't matter what the world may say.
It doesn't matter what the world may do.
I see the sunshine breakin' through.
I see the sunshine breakin' through.
Open your shoes
and take off your letter.
It's all falling apart
together.
Re-reading empty pages, oh lord
Painting on a canvas that will not stain
Be yourself on stages, oh lord
Spread your vegetables
and eat your name
The main mission is always arrival.
Don't end up dead on survival.
It doesn't matter what the world may say.
It doesn't matter what the world may do.
I see the sunshine breakin' through.
I see the sunshine breakin' through.
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7. |
After The Ball
03:01
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The sun finds your eyes
and I just realized
that your shine hasn’t faded with grey.
We’re not such old folks
and though we do struggle
some fun hasn’t all washed away.
I’ll grab my tux
and you call the limo.
We’ll show ‘em all
that we ain’t that simple.
After the ball we’ll just smile for a century.
Chandeliers, diamonds and wine.
Pictures of mothers
and fathers are hung
in the living room along the wall.
Most of them smiling,
but through all their ups and downs
never had much use for style.
You in your gown
and nose in the sky.
I tip my stovepipe
to folks on the by.
After the ball, we’ll have pictures in tabloids.
Gossip and rumor abound.
Slide off your ring,
I’m your gentleman caller.
The parlor’s where debutantes sing.
Siren a song
with an old-timey melody.
We’ll sweep the floor in our glide.
Ain’t it so fun?
Just you and me, honey
Ain’t it so fun
to pretend we got money?
We may waltz to stormy weather,
but the dancing is lasting forever.
Ain’t it so fun?
Just you and me, honey.
Ain’t it so fun
to pretend we got money?
After the ball, we’ll give back all the borrowed clothes,
pick up the kids and head home.
The sun finds your eyes
and I just realized
that your shine hasn’t faded with grey
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Born in the alley of a dead man's town
First kick I took was when I hit the ground
I had a dream but I woke up again
The deck is stacked against us
but we have to go all in
We're forced to play the game where
the house will always win
R-e-v-o-l-u-t-i-o-n
Waiting for heroes come to save the day
We never see the villains anyway
Who got the dollar that's worth all this hurt?
My sister's tryin' to cope with it
so she had to steal Mom's purse.
My bucket's got a hole in it
and my heart is even worse
R-e-v-o-l-u-t-i-o-n
I look world round at what the system's doin'
Folk ain't got nothin' and afraid to lose it
Deeper in debt so then the harder you bet
They say can't afford the raise
then they board their private jets
Their families' set for centuries
while you can't pay the rent
R-e-v-o-l-u-t-i-o-n
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9. |
Workin On It
02:50
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The alarm busts in your dreams
Do you snooze it or just let it ring?
(I’m workin’ on it)
But you rise to meet the day
and you struggle just to do your thing.
(I’m workin’ on it)
You got a purpose in you you can't hide
but you can’t match it with the world outside.
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
When a single grain of sand
is all that you have to start your plans
(I’m workin’ on it)
Precious few can understand
Still you try to be an upright man
(I’m workin’ on it)
It’s just something that you need to do
and you’re hoping someone needs it too
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
Got me workin’ on it (Go Johnny, go go)
See me workin’ on it (Go Johnny, go go)
Feel me workin’ on it (Go Johnny, go go)
Hear me workin’ on it (Go Johnny, go go)
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
I’m workin’ on it, baby
Got me workin’ on it (Go Johnny, go go)
See me workin’ on it (Go Johnny, go go)
Feel me workin’ on it (Go Johnny, go go)
Hear me workin’ on it (Go Johnny, go go)
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10. |
2065 (Newer song)
03:56
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The honey in your tea
The pain from where you bleed
i wish it all could never leave
Let's get old
I wouldn't mind
not at all
Dirt under your nails in the garden
Soaking up the warm afternoon
In the sun
Dancing round the floor at a friend's house
Smelling all the sweat in the room
Feeling young
I hope you're still alive in 2065
The colors all around
the sky down to the ground
The way it feels, the way it sounds
Let's go on
Never end
Never done
Sit around the fire singing old songs
Warm faces flicker in the night
Feeling love
Big lake stretching out the moonlight
Catching fireflies with your hands
Having fun
I hope you're still alive in 2065
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