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Off To The Races
02:32
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When I got up from the accident
They put me in a police van
Or maybe it was an ambulance
I don’t know – attorneys confuse me
But the facts don’t even matter if the
Cameras weren’t rolling when
I started my descent into
The longest pain I ever knew
Now we’re off to the races on crutches with braces and canes
And now there’s something that needs discussing by
Those who know the game
But Im not a player
I just hope the jury will follow my claim
Now the process is cessing
And documents are protesting
Courthouse clerks are lamenting
The number of signatures required
Now there’s 12 angry men
Pouring over depositions
Wondering if I have visions
Of taking all of this in stride
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2. |
Parades
04:13
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From the start I always wondered would you be the death of me
Or would chariots and trumpets parade along the street
Or would all the adulations heal my open wounds
But when New Years was upon us I saw the death of you
Could the scenes of all the accidents been much worse?
Than a gang of anxious homeless kids chasing down a hearse
And the hope of lonely barkeeps buying another round
But the hope of fame and fortune was never found
Out back the load-out finally
Out front the singer signing
The engineer says its all about timing
As she walks away
And the Xerox is running out invites for yesterday
But the over served were the only ones that could stay
Could the scenes of all the accidents been much worse?
Than the longhairs with quadruple stacks
Just to go on first
And another fist was fighting
Over who would be second place
As if anybody cared there was even a race
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3. |
Party Service
03:37
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Now the pace of the party was overshadowed
By the pace of the drink
And the sudden case of the nerves you brought hope
You forgot how to think
While the overture couldn’t be observed
By the way open windows would carry away all the ashes
Overnight communication
Calling out from parks to stations
Overloaded batteries
I’m forgiving Saturdays
On the platform waits a stranger makes
It harder to get up on the train
And the thought of arresting would be more depressing
Than walking alone in the rain
Who’s it for? Who you wanna be?
Back on the slope on a mare named hope
I have seen better odds at the track
When I lose my money it wont be my honey coming back
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4. |
Electrical Camp
04:16
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We stopped outside of Hayes
To get another scientist in the making
Her entry won first place
I should have thrown the breaker
Electrical camp it is almost over
Edison’s a fighter not a lover
Like Thomas could light up a city
I wish that I could take her with me
Now Franklin had a kite
He strung up a key when the weather was shaking
I guess its something like
When I came across you and my heart it started it’s aching
Electrical camp it is almost over
Edison’s a fighter not a lover
Like Thomas could light up a city
I wish that I could take her with me
We stopped outside of Hayes
For bonvoyagersation
she didn’t know my name
I should have thrown the breaker
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5. |
The Match
03:12
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The harbor lights they awaken the dream that the city is alive
The past is the past and the future’s a surprise
Everyone is taking their moment their 15 minutes of shame
To show off to the world they drink to hide the pain
It’s a fight for those who take the heat under spotlights
I’m alright if I can just tell myself to tow the line
I’ll be fine as long as Brooklyn shines in my corner
With my back against the ropes I see her name in lights
I’m wrapped up and strapping on gloves
Stepping into the ring
I raise my arms in defense as the first round bell sings
I like to dish it out but I can’t take it
I never want you to know
It’s the prize in this fight as my fear begins to grow
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6. |
Manager
03:10
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It’s a bitter resentful weekend
As the fire in the office takes charge
If the proper process was in fashion
We’d be out with our boys in the bar
You have failed again to teach them
You have failed again to shore
Up the holes in this ship that is sinking
I have called down below for more
The night time is wasted the evidence is speaking
The interns are wasted the evidence is speaking
When you want to go back home into the cold
Though its not quite quitting time
Everything that’s on the list is getting old
So its not quite quitting time
From the startup to the hard up
I just want to go home
I’ve got too many complaints to file away
Who is the manager I am
Who is the one who is to blame
I am the manager
From the deadlines to headlines all leading to stress lines
I am the manager
As you pace in your prison and ponder decisions
Is this how you make ends meet?
And your whatever K is not performing the way
So you just keep on moving your feet
And the clients objecting while you sit reflecting
Were approvals made without me?
And your direct reports are now singing the words
“I just want to go home”
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7. |
You Haven't The Guts
03:37
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I’ve heard enough its time for bed
You’d like to think that you’re inside my head
The notes and chords are ringing out
So loud I cant hear you shout
As experts evidence will fail to find it anymore
Everyone in town knows the difference between love and war
I don’t know where I’m going you haven’t the guts now do you
On the day of the dead, on the day that we met
You called me a keeper
Honey is that a threat? now I’m willing to bet
You call me a sleeper
Too many times I’ve had to hold your hair back
And science can’t explain the ratings for “When Hearts Attack”
Hold all the press hang up the phone
I never said I wanted to sleep alone
If history could teach us all
Mathematics never want to add up at all
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8. |
Welcome Wagon
04:09
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There was a motion picture title of a Captain who would rival
the odds that were in favor of the sea
The order search and rescue the engagement sure to test you
Maybe a lighthouse she wasn’t meant to be
The west coast paints a story
I’m going along for ease of
You were always waiting on the shore anticipating
Like a story for the ages like directors like to do
But perhaps I was mistaken and my bed at home was taken
By some other lazy Captain who had made his way inside
I should have seen it from a mile away
I felt so sick on 10 ft waves
I thought I saw a Shoreman off the bow
We lost a drowning sailor to a mermaid who had wandered through
And somehow I’d given the order to let him go
The men are now searching madly
She’s overboard seriously
You were always waiting for my ship to keep on sailing
And to cross over horizons like producers like to do
But the town they turned on headlights to guide us back in dark nights
And the look across your face was not exactly the welcome wagon
You were always waiting for my ship to keep on sailing
And to cross over horizons to the bottom of the sea
But the town they turned on headlights to guide us back in dark nights
And the look across your face was not exactly the welcome wagon
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9. |
Sounds Like Me
04:08
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Coming from behind you it was cause for an alarm
Knowing that someday the thing would take hold of your arm
It’s a wonder you had made it out
It’s a wonder you survived
It takes an idiot and it takes a genius to get by
Holding on to something you wont find
And it sounds like me
Holding out for something you won’t find
And it sounds like me again
Well you’ve been there and it’s all the same
A tired song about a velvet chair was the comfort I received
When the nurses at the hospital said there wasn’t much to see
As the haunted melodies of winter came across the line
I was over it I was over lit
And the speed was hard to find
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Manager Jersey City, New Jersey
Faking it since 2016.
90's style indie melodic guitar rockers.
Jon Chinn
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