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The Country and the City
03:40
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The band broke up you took to your bed
before you took to the hills to clear your head
of all your contentions with the static
the prosaic the minor and the major
Sometimes you don't have to be sick to get better
Even if it all seemed
in context just like another twenty minute jam session
you don't have to leave to get clean
The city is my home and the country can't change this
Someone left something what they said,
it went fast to your head
You had to get in on straight, so you left
but people don't change
When the home is where the heart is
Even if it all seemed
in context just like another twenty minute jam session
you don't have to leave to get clean
The city is my home...
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Connecticut
03:34
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We needed stable ground to find these things we found,
didn't keep our heads on straight
In a house down south by the beach where we can scream
no one will hear a thing
These walls are so thick in Connecticut
my patience is wearing thin in New York
Despite a new world ordered I don't want kids anymore
I couldn't feel less proud if you proudly took the words
right out of my mouth
There's gotta be a better way to sell to handle this wealth
These walls are so thick in Connecticut
my patience is wearing thin in New York
Despite a new world ordered I don't want kids anymore
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How To Stay Hip!
03:53
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I love that feeling when I've been drinking most of the day
It tips me off it gets me often, it's keeping me awake.
Just pray that I am not there, to see myself in the morning
I trust myself more than anyone has the right to trust themselves
She keeps me hip she gives me faith
She's different every single day
I love that feeling when I've been drinking most of the day
It tips me off it gets me often, it's keeping me awake.
When every room that I go, that I go into
There she is, there she is waiting
She keeps me hip she gives me faith
She's different every single day
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Good American
04:21
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I've got something to say it's about my face
I can see it wrinkle, I can feel it age
So I'm moving back west
To collect my bearings
I need to look my best
So my Opponents won't see me
I don't trust myself but you trust me
I may be trustworthy
Now someone I don't know
has been wanting me dead
I don't know what the problem is
I've been a good American
I may hate myself, yeah, but you love me
I don't hate myself
there must be something lovely
So we'll meet and we'll draw on three
Would it kill me to cheat?
we'll see it's fifty-fifty
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