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Burmese Tiger Trap
02:47
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If I knew everything
Would turn out bad
That’d made you this sad
Do you wanna claw out of here, to survive?
Hush the jackal in your ear
Don’t choke on the knife
Shana na na na na na
Burmese tiger trap
If you go ahead unveil your eyes
and look with me
I won’t patronize
your horror story
What can I say to you
Cept “I understand”
I put my hand over my mouth
And the other in your hand
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Midnite Cotillion
02:50
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Speeding up the “1” for summer fun
Holding hands with my favorite someone
Laser sight on a mushroom cloud and a figured
costume ball
We moved in contradance sowing wild oat
Fingers breezed your hair and your petticoat
Faces wax and wane but this I know, that you eclipsed my heart
Standing off the Western Seaboard now, underneath shining stars and crowds
falling in love
Fall so easily (in love)
Fall so easily in love
Midnight Cotillion
It’s how the west was won
Numerology is following the steps
My blood it pumps, it pumps, the ante raises bets
Your objections noted comically dalliance the old quadrille
Its how the west, it’s how the west, it’s how the west was won
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Hungry Heart
03:19
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Got a hungry heart
Panther on the prowl
Chrome heart growls the kill
pumping clutch, grind gears and turn the key
she’s growling like a beast
400 horses autobahn
wish and dream in bucket seats
Leather and sweat and gasoline
I gotta hungry heart
Drinking my adrenaline
I gotta hungry heart
Revving up cuz I want more, yeah
I gotta hungry heart
Boots push pedal to the floor
Greasepaint buzz my core
Burn dreams and scorch the score
Seed the dream, flee the scene she makes it real
Strap in, don’t think, just feel
Pump the brakes hear her howl
I found forever now
Driving the long way home
Got a hungry heart heart heart
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We used to straddle the sky
and ride it all night well, with you by my side
was it something I said, are you being weird, or is it all in my head?
nothing to do, looking for you
I still remember how this story should go
I get the feeling you don’t love me any more
Turn the knife on its edge, see where it lands
talk me off the ledge
can’t find right words to close, it’s completely insane but baby that’s how this goes
I get the feeling you don’t love me any more
broke on the wheels of living, I’ve turned it true
In brokenness bring healing, love from my wound
I get the feeling you don’t love me any more
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Fragile Flowers
04:06
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On my Mt. Zion, on the far side of the crystal sea
There’s my garden: mums, hyacinth, and gerbera daisies
Things were growing so well, as far as I could tell
One day it happened--I bent down from where I stood
My plants were brown and brittle choked by weeds and black wormwood
And things were falling apart like I never knew they could
Fragile flowers ….
Petals fall and float to the earth
To grow again
My toes felt cracked earth and I started to move again
I planted new seeds, seeds of rice and oats and corn and grain
And as I looked skyward I caught a drop of rain
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The Long Hard Drag
02:18
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I’m so glad to see you
I’m so glad you’ve given up the ghost
It’s all coming up roses
Sun is shining and dreams were dripped for you
The last time I saw you
I didn’t say goodbye
I took one long hard drag
Let’s go rev the engine
Turn up your telecaster loud
The waves crest your beachhead
A Light cracks the corners of my heart
Let’s go rev the engine
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Sorta Story
04:58
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Chapter 1 you’ve made mistakes
But so have I so it’s ok
How can I somehow remind you
We’re gonna make it through
When it’s been a hellish week and neither of us are first to speak
I’ll help you remind me
With Polaroid memory
You were always good for a yarn, yeah
So spin me another one
It’s my sort of story
Where the good guy always wins
The protagonist gets his man
And the girl always gets the guy in the end
It’s my sort of story
When I let you take the wheel
The road yawns on for miles still
I’ll make you turn to me
And tell me a story
The exposition tells us all
Of a rising action’s fall
Like the climax
Of a dog-eared paperback
With a beginning, middle, end
Ghost-written by a Friend
I’ll live the epilogue instead
It’s my sort of story
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Brother Andy Newton Memphis, Tennessee
Hailing from Memphis, TN, Brother Andy Newton nods to Big Star more than Isaac Hayes, and shows a commitment to independent production and confident powerpop.
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