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Little Red Escort
03:55
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Don't dis my car
Or I'll step on your face
Gonna get a new paint job
Soon as I get out of this place
You don't know what it's like
It’s loosing water and burning oil
Held together by duct tape and foil
Sometimes I wish I could drive that thing right
Off a bridge
Hate songs about cars now
Hate my song about my car
There's just too much pain not to say it
Too much lemon to lemonade it
You don't know what it's like
Got an internal combustion F eternal
Got body panels that are external
Sometimes I wish I could drive that thing right
Into a tree
I got more insurance then I got car
Why the hell do I gotta drive to the bar?
I’d join them in flight, if those pigs could fly
So don't dis my car
Or I'll step on your face
Gonna get a new paint job
Soon as I get out of this place
You don't know what it's like
Stalled on the shoulder; and they just mock me
But engine failure ain’t gonna stop me
So don’t dis my car
Don’t dis my car
Don’t dis
Don’t dis my car
Don’t dis
Don’t dis my
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Fade Away
02:23
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Fade away
The memories they can’t haunt me ‘cause they
Fade away
The past it can not taunt me ‘cause it
Fades away in the end
I would like to tell you stories
Of adventures past
But I can not remember
So I'll sit and laugh
Clueless on a beach somewhere
You know I’m lost in paradise
And if you'd like to join me
Then just take this advice
And we can fade away
The memories they can’t haunt us ‘cause they
Fade away
The past it can not taunt us ‘cause it
Fades away in the end
People try to tell me that
I’m paying them no mind
That is why i can’t remember
Leaving them behind
Sometimes its sad not to recall
The beauty of the past
But the beauty of the present is
The only thing that lasts
Until it fades away
The memories they can’t haunt us ‘cause they'll
Fade away
The past it can not taunt us ‘cause it
Fades away in the end
In the End
In the End
In the End
In the End
Now its the end
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Tomorrow or Today
03:44
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Well I’ve been doing time on the other side
And things aren't what they seem
I’m drifting on without my song
Trying to live an artist’s dream
But art school’s dry and im just a guy
And it ain’t new york they say
When asked when I should try to fly
I say tomorrow or today
So don’t pay no mind
To what the fortunes say
Can’t live tomorrow
You gotta live today
And a fine farewell
To all the yesterdays
No guaranteed tomorrows
We got today
Well she said to me that you must not be
The man I want to love
I said you’ll never find a man of that kind
Unless they send him from up above
So I'll move along without my song
So be it, come what may
I will not fret, I’ll place a bet
On tomorrow or today
So don’t pay no mind
To what the fortunes say
Can’t live tomorrow
You gotta live today
And a fine farewell
To all the yesterdays
No guaranteed tomorrows
But we got today
Well I’m tryin' to find a reason
Yeah, I’m tryin' to find the truth
Tryin' to find a token for that last damn toll booth
So I’ll be singing the blues in a pair of loose shoes
While I’m chillin’ with the dearly departed
Couldn’t dress no finer in that jersey diner in a
Booth with the broken hearted
So when I find the thing that makes me sing
I’m gonna sing it my own way
I will not fret, I’ll place a bet
On tomorrow or today
So don’t pay no mind
To what the fortunes say
Can’t live tomorrow
You gotta live today
So a fine farewell
To all the yesterdays
No guaranteed tomorrows
No guaranteed tomorrows
Who needs tomorrows
When I got today
I got today
I got today
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