1. |
Intro
00:10
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2. |
Roger
04:08
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We used to be brothers
We used to be friends
All for one and one for all
In our innocence
Now the sun is burning high in the sky
Now Mary she is telling me to run and hide
Stay away from Roger
On this dog day afternoon
Stay away from Roger
He's got a match and a rag and a can of lighter fluid
The last time I saw Roger
We might have had words
He said he still loved Mary
And that she loved him first
If he can't have Mary and if I wanted to live
He said that Mama's trailer should be his
Stay away from Roger
On this dog day afternoon
Stay away from Roger
He's got a match and a rag and a can of lighter fluid
Well I've still got the trailer
And I've got Mary too
It took an hour to put out the fire
I ruined my favorite shoes
Now Roger's got some time on his hands
Just to think it through
You mess with your own brother it comes back to you
Stay away from Roger
On this dog day afternoon
Stay away from Roger
He's got a match and a rag and a can of lighter fluid
© 1995 Martin Blasick
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3. |
Tragedy
04:35
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I want to give you my stutter
I want to take you home
Light a spark on your body
Call you my own
My mind is a kettle
Copper turned to black
Baby light the fire
Behind my back
And now I'm leaving
And now I'm seeing
And now I'm leaving again
And now I'm seeing again
And now I'm leaving
My heart is a carpet
Fresh painted blood red
Some good and part wicked
Half live and half dead
And now I'm leaving
And now I'm seeing
And now I'm leaving again
And now I'm seeing again
And now I'm leaving
Tragedy...Tragedy...Tragedy...Tragedy
I want to kiss you madly
Under the Eiffle Bridge
Jump from the Golden Gate Tower
Into the Ocean Thames
And now I'm leaving
And now I'm seeing
And now I'm leaving again
And now I'm seeing again
And now I'm leaving
Tragedy...Tragedy...Tragedy...Tragedy
© 1995 Martin Blasick
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4. |
Flip The Bird
03:20
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It's good to have a friend every single day
One who repeats everything I say
He doesn't want go and change my ways
When I talk he listens good but it don't mean a thing
He stays inside his metal cage then I hear him sing
Flip the bird
Flip the bird
Nothing gets to him he's got it under control
He doesn't wonder if he's got a soul
He couldn't care less if the truth be told
All the news that's fit to print at the bottom of his cage
Droppings on the fashion page the style that's all the rage
Flip the bird
Flip the bird
Sometimes that's the way it goes
Sometimes that's the way it is
Sometimes that's the way it rolls...rolls
He doesn't ever have to give a damn
He doesn't care about Vietnam
He just dreams of cruising the sky
Flip the bird
Flip the bird
© 1995 Martin Blasick
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5. |
Tweets
00:10
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6. |
Underneath The Sun
03:27
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The way you thrill me
The way you move me
You're getting to me, oh yeah
A world of mystery
Sweet harmony
That's the real me...the real me
Underneath the sun
No one knows the way
Underneath the sun
No one knows no one knows the way
There goes my sanity
But evidently
That's a good thing for me
We're on a wild ride
On the river of time
Your mind is on-line log on
Underneath the sun
No one knows the way
Underneath the sun
No one knows no one knows the way
I have always been a loner
In spite of all my social grace
I have always been a loser
In my little lonely place
Underneath the sun
No one knows the way
Underneath the sun
No one knows no one knows the way
No one knows no one knows the way
No one knows no one knows the way
© 1995 Martin Blasick.
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7. |
Interlude
00:35
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8. |
Is There Anybody
04:04
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Don't turn away
Let me see your face
Don't run away
And disappear without a trace
John's got Jodi
On his prison wall
I know it isn't much
But without love
There is nothing
Nothing at all
Is there anybody that still can dream
Is there any river that still runs clean
I may be standing alone
Standing all alone in a world that's gone cold
I may be standing alone
Standing all alone but still...I have my dreams
Now I'm undercover
I'm hiding from myself
Cause when I see you baby
I see nothing else
Now you know that this is why
I must have you to myself
Cause when I have you baby
I have everything I want
Everything I need
Is there anybody that still can dream
Is there any river that still runs clean
I may be standing alone
Standing all alone in a world that's gone cold
I may be standing alone
Standing all alone but still...I have my dreams
© 1995 Martin Blasick
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9. |
48 States
04:26
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48 states of blacktop asphalt
Everybody says it’s always my fault
48 states of winding road
Gotta keep going gotta carry my load
200 bridges over dry bed rivers
The temperature drops and I get the shivers
2,000 signs of every kind
Gotta keep going or I’ll lose my mind
Put the pedal to the medal put your foot on the gas
One by one every car gets passed
Top off the tank put it in gear
Gotta keep going ‘til I’m out of here
48 states of trash on the highway
Dots the road like stars in the Milky Way
48 Stuckey’s selling peanut brittle
I might stop in if I was little
200 sirens all shine red
Nothing but trouble on the road ahead
2,000 miles of sun scorched pavement
Stare into the sunset looking with amazement
Put the pedal to the medal put your foot on the gas
One by one every car gets passed
Top off the tank put it in gear
Gotta keep going ‘til I’m out of here
©1995 Martin Blasick
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10. |
So Many Ways
05:25
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I wanna give I wanna give
I wanna give my heart away
I wanna give I wanna give
I wanna give my heart away
Will you have my love
My heart my face
My arms and my mouth
My eyes and my selfish ways
I’ve been so lonely in so many ways
I’ve been so phony inside this maze
In so many ways
Alone in my cage
Like a stone in the rain I drown
In so many ways
Last night I lay awake
Until I had an epipheny
Later on the sun rose
And what was dark became clear to me
I’ve been so lonely in so many ways
I’ve been so phony inside this maze
In so many ways
Alone with my rage
Like a stone in the rain I drown
In so many ways
The silence has worn me down
I’m hungry for any sound
Solitude is deafening
Its tone an empty ring
I’ve been so lonely in so many ways
I’ve been so phony inside this maze
In so many ways
I'm tired and dazed
Like a stone in the rain I drown
In so many ways
I wanna give I wanna give
I wanna give my heart away
© 1995 Martin Blasick
I wanna give I wanna give
I wanna give my heart away
I wanna give I wanna give
I wanna give my heart away
Will you have my love
My heart my face
My arms and my mouth
My eyes and my selfish ways
I’ve been so lonely in so many ways
I’ve been so phony inside this maze
In so many ways
Alone in my cage
Like a stone in the rain I drown
In so many ways
Last night I lay awake
Until I had an epipheny
Later on the sun rose
And what was dark became clear to me
I’ve been so lonely in so many ways
I’ve been so phony inside this maze
In so many ways
Alone with my rage
Like a stone in the rain I drown
In so many ways
The silence has worn me down
I’m hungry for any sound
Solitude is deafening
Its tone an empty ring
I’ve been so lonely in so many ways
I’ve been so phony inside this maze
In so many ways
I'm tired and dazed
Like a stone in the rain I drown
In so many ways
I wanna give I wanna give
I wanna give my heart away
© 1995 Martin Blasick
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11. |
Respect You More
03:33
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Thunderball for a headache
Lightning across my mind
In a lust induced coma
Your touch makes me go blind
On our anniversary
On the bearskin rug
Over the sink in the back of the car
I'm your nuclear sub
I respect you more now that we've had sex
I've been there before but baby you're the best
No matter what you do
I'll still be there for you
I respect you more now that we've had sex
I don't pass the bullshit
I cannot tell a lie
I love you so completely
I feel like I could cry
But enough of that psycho babble
I see right through your blouse
This is real did you take your pill?
Let's go bump in the house
I respect you more now that we've had sex
I've been there before and baby you're the best
No matter what you do
I'll still be loving you
I respect you more now that we've had sex
If I opened up my heart
Would it scare you away
And if I let you in
How long would you stay
Thunder ball for a headache
Lightning across my mind
I love you so completely
Your touch makes me go blind
I respect you more now that we've had sex
I've been there before and baby you're the best
No matter what you do
I'll still be there for you
I respect you more now that we've had sex
© 1995 Martin Blasick
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12. |
World Inside My Head
04:07
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Stay behind the lines don't touch anything
Everything is fragile ain't that interesting
Mind your manners baby
Maybe there is something you can learn
It's a myriad of mysteries right before your eyes
Take the time to listen and I promise you will find
The answers to your questions
You know trust is something you must earn
So hold on
Get ready
Cause I will be your guide
On the tour
Of the world inside my head
Under lock and key I keep my memories
I'll share it all with you if you find the key
Once I let you in
You can see the wheels as they turn
So hold on
Get ready
I will be your guide
On the tour
Of the world inside my head
© 1995 Martin Blasick
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13. |
Shangraliva Lamp
04:13
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I've said it before and I'll say it again
No one turns me on like the way you do
From here on out it's all up to you
I want to know what you're gonna do
Hey, baby baby
Hey, farmer's daughter
Hey, morning glory
Hey, china doll
You turn on my Shangrilava Lamp
Every time you walk into the room
You turn on my Shangrilava Lamp
You chase away the gloom from this room
I am a blob floating down on the bottom
Without your love I am here to stay
Turn me on and I'll swim like a salmon
Turn me on and I'm free to play
Hey, little sister
Hey, Amy Fisher
Wanna play some twister
Hey, sugar cane
You turn on my Shangrilava Lamp
Every time you walk into the room
You turn on my Shangrilava Lamp
You chase away the gloom from this room
Sunday morning I will still be in our bed
Yes I should be going but I’m staying here instead
Monday morning we will still be in this bed
Yes we should be going but we’re staying here instead
Hey, little sister
Hey, farmer's daughter
Hey, morning glory
Hey, china doll
You turn on my Shangrilava Lamp
Every time you walk into the room
You turn on my Shangrilava Lamp
You chase away the gloom from this room
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