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Algorhythm, No. 2
02:53
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Where are you running to
What do you think you'll find?
Don't you ever think you could
Lose what you left behind?
The answer isn't always far away
But sometimes it can come in disguise
The thing that you are looking for
May be right under your eyes
I know you've got your own life to lead
And I guess I kinda got mine
And I suppose I'll eke my way through
But you'll be doin' twice as fine
Hope you make a lot of new friends
You won't even have to try
All that I can ask from you
Is please remember to drop me a line
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Nashville Fairy
02:46
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She's no angel, she's a Nashville fairy
Honky tonkin' all the time
She ain't no saint, she ain't no Virgin Mary
But who said honky tonkin' was a crime?
Well, I went out last night to have a round or two
Bartender sat me down, said, "How do you do?"
Say, who is that girl who's out there dancin' wild and free?
He said, "you better stay away from that, just take it from me"
'Cause
She's no angel, she's a Nashville fairy
Honky tonkin' all the time
She ain't no saint, she ain't no Virgin Mary
But who said honky tonkin' was a crime
I don't know what I did to catch her Wanderin' eye
I'm just your average tractor drivin corn fed kinda guy
She saddled up this pony and she took me for a ride
Last thing I remember I was slappin' her behind
Wooo!
She's no angel, she's a Nashville fairy
Honky tonkin' all the time
She ain't no saint, she ain't no Virgin Mary
But who said honky tonkin' was a crime
Early the next morning, I woke up to a train
Rattlin' 'round inside of this big ol' empty brain
Much to my surprise when I took a look around
My money and my clothes were gone and nowhere to be found
But
She's no angel, she's a Nashville fairy
Honky tonkin' all the time
She ain't no saint, she ain't no Virgin Mary
But who said honky tonkin' was a crime
Who said honky tonkin' was a crime
Honky tonkin' ain't no crime
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Nothin' Personal
00:52
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Wish I could take back all the bad things I said about you
'Cause I don't really like you, but I don't want you
To know that I don't really like you
And I don't want G-d to know that I don't really like you
It's nothin' personal, I guess I've just jealous of you
Wish I had some of your moves
So I could get all the girls like you do
Well, maybe not all, just that one, that one, just that one
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The Assassin's Ballad
02:22
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There's a hole in my cell
That they call a window
And it lets all the insects crawl in
There's a hole in my soul
That they call a sickness
And it lets all the insects crawl in
Maybe these insects have twisted my thinkin'
Or maybe it's just funny 'cause I'm bored
But you kill a rich man
They say you're an assassin
But you kill a million poor men
They say you're winning the war
Winning the war
There is mold on my bread
They say is what I deserve
And it fills me up 'til I'm sick
There is mold in my heart
They say is what I deserve
And it fills me up 'til I'm sick
Maybe this mold has eaten my spirit
Or maybe it's just funny 'cause I'm bored
But you level a building
They say you're a terrorist
You level a nation
They say you've evened the score
Evened the score
There's a chill in my cell
That they say is the winter
And it slowly forms ice in my blood.
There's a chill through my veins
That they say is an evil
And it slowly forms ice in my blood
Maybe this ice has frozen my reason
Or maybe it's just funny 'cause I'm bored
But you kill a tyrant
They say you're a villain
But you kill a hundred oppressed men
They say it's upholding the law
Upholding the law
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Wax Nostalgia
01:44
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Once upon a time I had two loves
They were as different as below and above
One drove me to the drink
The other sent me to the shrink
Now, talk about your push comes to shove
You can't teach a hammer to love nails
Or the wind to love the sails
I must be confessin'
I'll probably never learn my lesson
Now the train's a-comin' loose from the rails
Can't even go out in my home town
Seems like I'm a lost without a found
I sure was feeling great
But then a phone call sealed my fate
Now my smile has turned right upside down
So I'm searching in the book to call a friend
When I get to Z, I realize it's the end
So help me, Dalai Lama
To escape from all this drama
Do you have some knowledge you can lend?
At the tunnel's end, I think see a light
So maybe I should stick around and fight
Every note rings true
But what good can it do?
You win, it's over, goodnight
You win, it's over, goodnight
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6. |
Come On, Fromm
01:37
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Relatedness, relationships
Transcendence, and rootedness
Come on, Fromm
I need an answer and I need it now
Come on, Fromm
I wanna know why and how
Socialist, humanist
Philosopher, ya get the gist
Come on, Fromm
I need an answer and I need it now
Come on, Fromm
I wanna know why and how
He's got a frame of orientation
And a need for stimulation
Come on, Fromm
I need an answer and I need it now
Come on, Fromm
I wanna know why and how
He called Freud a fraud
Said his work was all flawed
Come on, Fromm
I need an answer and I need it now
Come on, Fromm
I wanna know why and how
Come on, Fromm
I need an answer and I need it now
Come on, Fromm
I wanna know why and how
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I love it when you zoom
Zoom, zoom, zoom
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Take up thy dustpan and broom
And zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Forever and anon doesn't come too soon
When you zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
I love it when you zoom
Zoom, zoom, zoom
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
If she's nice, take her back to your room
And zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Forever and anon doesn't come too soon
When you zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
She wore a houndstooth jacket
In the month of December
What happened to her after
I cannot remember
Wish I knew her name
Wish I knew her name
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Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep little baby
When you wake, you shall have
All the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays, dapples and greys
A coach and six white horses
Hush-a-bye, don’t you cry
Go to sleep little baby
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep little baby
Way down yonder, in the meadow
Lies a poor little lamby
Birds and butterflies, all flying by
Poor little lamb crying, "mammy"
Hush-a-bye, don’t you cry
Go to sleep little baby
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep you little baby
When you wake, you'll have cake
And all the pretty little horses
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9. |
What Goes On...
02:21
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What goes on
At a lesbian bachelorette party?
Do they get to have two seperate ones?
And what's the cake shaped like?
I don't mean any malace
I only know there'll be an absence of phallus
What goes on
At a lesbian bachelorette party?
If they hire an exotic dancer
Does she actually have to be into chicks?
I'm not bein' unfair
They really dig Justin Bieber's hair
Oh, tell me now...
How can you blame me?
I didn't know I'd wind up Chasing Amy
What goes on
At a lesbian bachelorette party?
Listen to some empowering music?
Four Non Blondes really know what's up!
I don't know
I kinda wanna go
Oh, tell me now...
What goes on
What goes on
Please tell me
I wanna know
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Way up north where you think ice and snow
There's this little place that people like to go
When the time is right for taking a break
To spend some family time down by the lake
There's hiking and biking and so much to do
You won't ever want the fun times to be through
Why don’t you come and join us up in Boyne City
Up in Boyne City
Where the streets are nice and pretty
There's shopping to do and the outdoors too
Folks round here are as nice as you
You can go outside every single day
It's just the nicest place to play
It's where we all call home
It's Boyne City
Down on the river where the fishing's good
The trout run big just like they should
Casting and rowing till it's getting late
Kinda hard not to appreciate
All the wonderful things there are to do
Especially with that fantastic view
Why don't you come and join us up in Boyne City
Up in Boyne City
Where the streets are nice and pretty
There's shopping to do and the outdoors too
Folks round here are as nice as you
You can go outside every single day
It's just the nicest place to play
It's where we all call home
It's Boyne City
Why don't you come and join us here?
Wouldn’t it be nice to call this home?
It's the greatest place anytime of year
Come on home
With snow in the winter and leaves in the fall
There's so much to do you can't do it all
Skiing on the lake and up in the hills
No wonder it's home to some million dollar thrills
With a view of the lake on a nice summer day
I wouldn't want to spend it any other way
Why don’t you come and join us up in Boyne City
Up in Boyne City
Where the streets are nice and pretty
There's shopping to do and the outdoors too
Folks round here are as nice as you
You can go outside every single day
It's just the nicest place to play
It's where we all call home
It's Boyne City
It's where we all call home
It's Boyne City
It's where we all call home
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11. |
Neither Hair Nor There
03:48
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He may look funny
But he sure is smart
If I wanted to kiss him
I wouldn't know where to start
On his face he's got so much hair
I'm dyin' to know what's under there
It's all natural
Can't you see
I save money on sweaters
When it's chilly
On my face I've got so much hair
I'm dying to show ya what's under there
Don't you wonder
How it would be
If I took my scissors
And set you free
On his face he's got so much hair
I'm dyin' to know what's under there
Don't want no shears or razors
Don't wanna put up a fight
'Cause you know, darlin'
That's my kryptonite
On my face I've got so much hair
I'm dying to show ya what's under there
Unleash the mystery
But it's part of my history
I just gotta see
Babe, I thought you already knew me
You might think it's strange
But why should I/you have to change?
I guess I/you should love you/me anyway
Long as we both agree
What only matters is underneath
We could make history
Livin' so happily
On his/my face, he's/I've got so much hair
But baby, I don't really care
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12. |
Long Lost John
01:54
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Well, it's a-long, long lost John
Long, long lost John
Well, a-lost John standin' by the railroad track
A-waitin' for the freight train to come back
Freight train come back it didn't make no stop
Lost John thought he'd have to ride the top
Well, it's a-long, long lost John
Long, long lost John
Woman say don't have no fear
I'm going to the corner to get some beer
Lost John say don't buy no beer
Sheriff's on my trail and he'll soon be here
Well, it's a-long, long lost John
Long, long lost John
If anyone asked you who sang this song
Just tell him that Matt Rasch has done been here and gone
Well, it's a-long, long lost John
Long, long lost John
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There will always be an Israel
As far as I can tell
So here's to those who wish us well
And all the rest can go to...
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14. |
You Should Be So Lucky!
03:12
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Some say that love is a noun
Some say that love is a verb
Some say that love is an adjective
But for me, love's just a word
I could say
Take good care of yourself
But it would be just like
A blind man telling another blind man
What a rainbow's like
Love can make you climb mountains
Love can make you go insane
Love can make you an idiot
Or make you leave town on a train
I could say
We need each other
Just like a floor needs a ceiling
To be a floor
Like a knob needs a door
Like the Jersey needs the Shore
My veins bleed loneliness
My veins bleed loneliness
My veins bleed loneliness
My veins
My veins bleed loneliness
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Nine Hundred Miles
03:20
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Too Many Guns!
01:08
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Too many guns!
Too many guns!
There's just too many guns!
Oh, my G-d, there's too many guns!
Too many guns!
Somebody stop, there's too many guns!
Oh, my G-d, d'ooof!
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Ladies In Love Suite
05:36
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You know the ladies love lots of things
Store-bought flowers and blood diamond rings
But there are ladies who love somethin' else
What these ladies love, they love themselves
Oh, ladies in love
Don't need no man to be proud of
Ladies in love
Sent from Heaven above
Ole'!
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18. |
Untitled Jam #2
03:48
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(Instrumental)
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The whole world runs
On New York time
Yeah, life is fine
On New York time
If I could change
Your pretty mind
Wouldn't be a crime
If you changed your mind
Life was much better once I taught myself not to love
No heartbreak, no jealousy, no push, and no shove
'Cause when you can't love, then you can't hate
The world still spins by in an eternal figure eight
When I was young
Was a sight to behold
Always did what I's told
Was a site to behold
Now the autumn winds blow
And the weather's gone cold
And I feel pretty old
Now the weather's gone cold
The whole world runs
On New York time
Yeah, life is fine
On New York time
The whole world runs
On New York time
Yeah, life is fine
On New York time
The whole world runs
On New York time
Yeah, life is fine
On New York time
The whole world runs
On New York time
Yeah, life is fine
On New York time
The whole world runs
On New York time
Yeah, life is fine
On New York time
The whole world runs
On New York time
Yeah, life is fine
On New York time
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I've wrestled with lions, defeated an army
But for some reason you still astound me
Tell me your secret, honey pie
What makes you such a super guy?
Bound me with bowstring, good and tight
Then just maybe I'll lose all my might
Give me the truth, tell me no lies
You know I can see it in your eyes
No razor should ever touch my head
I'll lose my strength, the angel said
I'll wait until you fall asleep
Then into your quarters I shall creep
I gotta say that you're pretty mean
Even for a Philistine
With scissors in hand, to hair say goodbye
You're gonna be a regular guy
Now I'm surrounded, I see they've come for me
Delilah, I thought that you adored me
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The Vermeers Boyne City, Michigan
Alt country meets indie folk pop meets rock 'n roll barn dance, The Vermeers have been doin' what they do since 2006!
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No One Needs to Know
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Traverse the Great Lakes State via songs of heartbreak an' such! Led by a doctor/professor/reverend who wears fancy cowboy shirts—they aren't afraid to drop eff bombs on stage at 3pm!
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Cheap Diction
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Patty rocks! That's all!
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The In-Between
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Beautiful ballads wreathed with mist, “The In-Between” boasts gentle melodies and rich Americana arrangements.
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