1. |
True Blue
04:20
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I am a blue blood I will admit that.
I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat.
Live in a blue house, on a blue street,
in a blue town by a blue creek.
I write my blue songs with my blue pen.
I sing the blue notes to my blue friends.
Now I don't know that much about you,
but I like you because you're true blue.
I had a blue dream about a blue star.
In it I drove there in my blue car.
And when I got there, I met a blue dog
with a blue tongue, we had some real fun.
We bounced a blue ball. It broke a blue glass.
We banged on blue drums and called it bluegrass.
Guess the thing I'm trying to tell you,
is that it's best kid if you're true blue.
Once I had gangrene, I got it real bad.
And so the Doc came with his black bag.
I said "You know doc, I don't feel swell.
If you had a blue bag I think I'd feel well."
So he came right back with a blue sack.
He said, "Will this do?" I said, "Why not? Yeah."
That's how I am here today to tell you,
that it's best man to be true blue.
Out on the blue sea I sailed a blue ship.
I had a first mate, always had blue lips.
His name was Bluebeard.
He had a weird twitch.
We flew a blue flag on a big stick.
And we ate bluegill and we ate blue chips.
Oh, I felt real blue eating that blue fish.
Because there ain't much that I won't do,
unless it keeps me from being true blue.
Once in a blue moon there's a blue sky.
I wear my blue jeans and fly my blue kite.
Hangs like a bluebird until the wind dies
and then the tears pour out of my blue eyes.
If it's your birthday, we'll bake a blue cake
and then we'll eat it off these blue plates.
'cause kid I don't know much about you,
but I like you because you're true blue.
Yeah, I don't know much about you,
but I like you 'cause you're true blue.
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2. |
5432
01:47
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F
C
G
Am
5, 4,
3, 2,
Your hair was brown
But now it’s blue
the differences
between us
are plain to see
they’re painful too
but i still want you
Speaking at my funeral
and i still want to
count on you like syllables
5, 4,
3, 2,
pause and then
you give the cue
lights come on and
i can’t help
but sing the song
but it’s alright to
stumble to the stage
and it’s alright to
correct things i say
5, 4,
3, 2,
i hate the things
you make me do
posing for the
camera
tell me take my
sandals off
but i don’t like
pebbles in my heels
and i don’t like
acting makes me feel
5, 4,
3, 2,
take a beat
then make a move
kitchen making
ramen noodles
dancing in my
tennis shoes
but i have fun when
im cooking for myself
and i have fun with
the spices on the shelf
5, 4
3, 2,
this story’s old
the rhymes are new
staying on
time ain’t
worth as much
as staying true
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3. |
Salesman
01:12
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G
D -> slide down 3 frets and back up
well i’d make a shitty salesman
but that is not my job
and the fumes i’ve been inhaling
are getting awfully strong
there’s a bar in my town
where the worst kids all get down
and it’s across from my house
so i tend to hang around
well i loved that girl a lot
and i never did her wrong
it didn’t take but a thought
to put her name on a song
well theres a world out there to see
but there’s not much left for me
just an endless sea of sweets
and some painful cavities
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4. |
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D Dm A E7
back at war
i will never be
at peace with the
uncertainty
the lies we told
i was listening
thought it might
lead to better things
what shall i do
what can i keep?
napoleon
consults the sea
the sea speaks back
it was glistening
from a blinding light
came a voice of kings
and it spoke so clear
it was deafening
cut through the fog
heavy machines
im afraid you must
accept your fate
greet death with love
theres no use for hate
but napoleon
was stubborn man
and he had the world
in his hands
he had golden gloves
and silver rings
what need had he
for heavens things
and so he raised his fist
up to the sea
and he shouted out
“you are no god to me”
then it all went dark
and a violent scene
unfolded like
a centerpiece
he watched in horror
as his men they screamed
torn limb from limb
it was sickening
and he bowed his head
as he tried to plead
but napoleon
couldn’t stop the sea
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5. |
Luverne, MN
03:09
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D Dm
F Fm
C Cm
i like to stay right here all day
read about other peoples lives
but mostly how they died
they say noreen
you’re a morose
that’s what they say
noorreeeeeen
you’re a morose
but it’s not my fault that i got this way
just thinking all the time
what good it does my mind
cuz pick or choose, you always lose
by someone else’s hand
just doing what you can
they say noreen
you’re a morose
that’s what they say
noorreeeeeen
you’re a morose
the siren sounds the frozen ground
are regular events
not much point in making sense
when it’s cold outside red and blue lights
are filling up the streets
i always hear them scream
they say noreen
you’re a morose
that’s what they say
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6. |
Kiki
02:24
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D Dm A e7
kiki i fell in love with you
not long after we broke up
in the hallway after school
finally surrounded by no one
kiki i get blinded by absolutes
and loose track what to hold on
it always feels like i have to do
the things that i dont want
kiki we all make mistakes
and to trust me was one
i dont mean a thing i say
until everyones gone
but kiki you looked at me
like i was a man
when i was just 17
i did not understand
kiki im not sayin it’s misery
but if i could go back
when i got home from missouri
i would have just called you back
kiki i hope kansas treats you well
and you don’t hear from no one
that you left in this frozen hell
and you have someone to hold on
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7. |
Painting Blues
02:59
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Em Am
C
G
Am
Em
well i know that you take this
seriously
but i can’t take your paintings
seriously
you’ve got a scene inside your mind
that is bigger than this place
there is paint around the room
there is paint upon your face
and you feel way too confined
by the limits of this space
there are limits to your love
there are limits to your grace
and you’ve torn it all apart
rearranged it every way
and you swear to fucking god
There’s just no fucking way
well i know that you take this
seriously
but i can’t take your paintings
seriously
well it’s a forest scene
that’s abundantly clear
there’s a lot of green
and a sense of air
you’re a darling deer
in a frozen fog
but your homes deforest
yeah it’s all been logged
there are rabbits in the corner
that are hiding from a dog
and they do not believe
but they’re praying to the gods
well i know that you take this
seriously
but i can’t take your paintings
seriously
there is blood on some hands
and a notion of relief
the shade of the red
leaves a hint at your motif
there’s a hatchet in my head
and i’m missing my teeth
there are people in a crowd
all around me
all of this
on a city street
by a closed down club
where we’d always meet
well i know that you take this
seriously
but i can’t take your paintings
seriously
well you’ve got mounds of talent
you’ve got mounds of clothes
you’re a regular picasso
you’re an average joe
you’ve been acting like a jerk
and someone should let you know
if you’re ever gonna make it
you gotta let that shit go
you should clean up all the brushes
you should disinfect the mold
cuz you can’t keep gettin sick
if you’re ever gonna grow
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8. |
Underselling
02:26
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i’ve been underselling
the fruits of my labor
and my landlord is a
corporation
afraid greed will lead to
indignation
but they seem happy when they
take my paychecks
and i’m not johnny
but i’ve grown inpatient
i’ll take any pills, advice
from any patient
theres haze in the hills
man i hate to say it
the way it makes me feel
like ive been choking lately
i’ve been underselling
the way you affect me
i’ve been in bed wailing
like a little baby
and everything that you
said you wouldn’t
you did everything that you
said you wouldn’t
well i kept my word
and i never wavered
but you walked away
and went west for savior
i guess the setting sun
was just an indicator
that trip was done
and your mind was made up
ive been underselling
in a classic sense
i think jason gave me
an extra 10
but i won’t complain
i guess i need some tips
how to keep giving but
not give a shit
i know im stubborn, jaded
and don’t make much sense
but it makes me happy
for just a little bit
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9. |
King Of The World
03:03
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At ten in the morning
I was laughing at something
At the airport terminal
At nine in the evening
I was sitting crying to you over the phone
Well passing the border from a state to another
Filled with people whom I couldn't help to relate to
And we stopped a while at a roadside restaurant
Where the waitress was sitting outside smoking in her car
She had that look of total fear in her eyes
And as we drove away from there she looked at me and
She smiled
I keep running around
Trying to find the ground
But my head is in the stars
And my feet are in the sky
Well I'm nobody's baby
I'm everybody's girl
I'm the queen of nothing
I'm the king of the world
And once you asked me well what's my biggest fear
That things would always remain so unclear
That one day I'd wake up all alone
With a big family and emptiness deep in my bones
That I would be so blinded, turn a deaf ear
And that my fake laugh would suddenly sound sincere
Now I wasn't born for anything
Wasn't born to say anything
Oh I'm just here now and soon I'll be gone
I'm nobody's baby
I'm everybody's girl
I'm the queen of nothing
I'm the king of the world
Now everyday there's a short intermission
While I sleep they start dimming the lights
But I've seen everything I ever want to see
Screaming "Fire!" in a theater people taking their seats
Watch it all go down like a stone in a stream
If you fall for your reflection you will drown in a dream
Tell me something real
Tell me something true
I just want to feel there's something left that I can do
But I'm nobody's baby
I'm everybody's girl
I'm the queen of nothing
I'm the king of the world
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10. |
Frankie's Gun
03:27
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My car goes Chicago
Every weekend to pick up some cargo
I think I know the bloody way by now, Frankie
And turn the goddamn radio down, thank you
Pull over
Count the money
But don't count the thirty in the glove box, buddy
That's for to buy Lucille some clothes
Bang bang bang, went Frankie's gun
He shot me down, Lucille
Bang bang bang, went Frankie's gun
He shot me down, Lucille
He shot me down
He shot me down
He shot me down
Work zones double fines
Don't pass the double lines
Trailer McDonald's rest stop trailer double wide
I saw a man hit my mom one time, really
I hurt him so damn bad I had to hide in Jersey
Called my mama told her
In the dresser
There's ten or twenty dollars but there ain't no lesser
That's for to take my sister to the picture show
Bang bang bang, went Frankie's gun
He shot me down, Lucille
Bang bang bang, went Frankie's gun
He shot me down
He shot me down
He shot me down
Slip make a fender shine
Frankie you're a friend of mine
Got me off a bender after long legged Brenda died
I thought we might be on a roll this time Frankie
I could have swore the box said Hollywood blanks but
If you see my mama
Please tell her
I left a little rock in a box in the cellar
That's for to wear till kingdom come
Bang bang bang, went Frankie's gun
He shot me down, Lucille
Bang bang bang, went Frankie's gun
He shot me down
He shot me down
He shot me down
He shot me down
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11. |
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I eat cigarettes for breakfast, and coffee for lunch. For dinner I lay in the dirt and wait for the end times to come. I wish I could tell you the truth, but when I do it comes out sounding stupid. But meet me at four in the morning, and see for yourself. Sunrise, sunset, that's all I really gotta know. The rest is a prison that I build for myself. On my worst nights, I'd still burn down the city just for a peaceful night's rest. But here in your arms, my darling, I think that can wait, or I hope it can. We murdered a chicken for breakfast, and ate it for lunch. She was beautiful, she was scrappy, she was mean as they come. And I told her on the way to the chopping block: "Chaos reigns over us all. One day I'll be worm food, but Jenny, first it's your turn." There's sunrise, and sunset, and then there's the day that I die. All the rest is a prison, or else it's a lie. At my worst times, I'd still murder a traffic cop to get out of a ticket. But here in your arms, my darling, police don't exist, or I hope they don't.
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12. |
Let Him Drown
02:09
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let him drown
G C Am
D Dm
well my step uncle pat
had a boat and a wife
and a real nice life
and he wasn’t happy with that
and i never got why
now i kinda get why
he had several heart attacks
well he drank through the night
and he smoked all the time
and despite the things he said
i always knew he was sad
i think he knew he was sad
cuz when the vikings let him down
he’d go upstairs alone
like there was nobody home
my aunt never said too much bout that
except let him drown
aw just let him drown
in the boat or the bath or a bottle of jack
lord just let him drown
just let him drown
well my step uncle pat
he was a real hot shot
he’d get drunk on the dock
and when he got bored with that
then he’d start up his boat
and find a cigar to smoke
he’d yell that he’s not coming back
and then he’d head for the cove
the one where nobody goes
that’s what she said to the cops
when they came to her home
that most nights she’s alone
and i think that tipped them off
cuz she was smiling a lot
i mean an awful lot
and it was clear to everyone involved
that she let him drown
aw she let him drown
and there was no objection to that
lord we just let him drown
we all let him drown
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13. |
morepizza
01:11
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his old friends dont like him
the new ones dont neither
ahhhh whatever
at least its more pizza
he walk around town
looking all beat up
but he always got something
going crazy on the beeper
and all of his concoctions
they all make him yak
but nobody can stop him
when he knock it all back
like 3 or 4 beers
and 4 or 5 caps
the rest the night
take it easy on the jack
and if it its alright
i think ill bring it back
he made it safely home
and your boy is rollin fat
blowing love into the night
just his way of giving back
he do this all day
and he rarely take a
nap
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14. |
Catalytic Converter
01:18
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hook G C G C
verses D Dm Am Esus/E7
G
i’ve been high for 4 long years now
C
and it’s begun to run me dry
G
dont you ask me what im doing
C
how fuckin dare you ask me why
D
i bought a battery powered sawzall
Dm
assumed a name to throw the law off
A
if they take me to the lockup
Esus
this hit might be my final walk off
cuz im the diamond king of dayton
got a heart thats full of hate and
a goddamn sexy date planned
i’ll be damned if i’ll be late man
i found a van at the airport park
got on my back that’s the hardest part
a right angle is the way to start
i’ve been high for 4 long years now
and it’s begun to run me dry
dont you ask me what im doing
how fuckin dare you ask me why
they gave me 50 for palladium
i drove down by the stadium
bought a little baggie of
them funny little tasty ones
now i’m completely knocked off
doin donuts by the cop shop
and i fuckin flip em all off
cuz I’m the fuckin king of sawzalls
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15. |
Competition
01:53
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hook
Am F
Em F
verses
Am
C
Em
G
Am. F
its not a competition
Em. F
and if it was then you would lose
Am F
you would lose
Em. F
you would lose
Am
your gorgeous eyes
C
and your big muscles
Em
i bet no ones ever
F
told you ‘no’
if if they did
you didn’t listen
and honestly
its sickening
its not a competition
and if it was you would lose
you would lose
you would lose
you size me up
but can’t see my heart
something you never
had from the start
and emily i felt
bad for her
until she leaned in
with a smirk
it’s not a competition
and if it was you would lose
you would lose
you would lose
i said im gonna
take her home
the way you slumped
made me feel strong
that’s not the point
of this song
the way you acted
was just wrong
it’s not a competition
and if it was you would lose
you would lose
you would lose
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16. |
$20!?
02:17
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there’s not much to do here after dark
for those of us who have a heart
but landlord’s rock show at the park
is just about to start
a free concert for the community
but does that include you and me?
cuz i’ve paid several deposit fees
the fuckers don’t see the irony
in twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
there’s not much to do here after dark
for those of us who have a heart
but landlord’s rock show at the park
is just about to start
the cops cleared out the transients
at the whim of upper management
now the light show is extravagant
and they can all relax a bit
with twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
there’s not much to do here after dark
for those of us who have a heart
but landlord’s rock show at the park
is just about to start
well your favorite band is taking stage
yeah they sure are making waves
now everybody knows their name
too bad they only got paid
in twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
twenty dollar grilled cheese
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17. |
The Pantry
01:11
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F Fm
F Fm
Am C G G
Am C G G
F Fm
F Fm
the honey jars gone rancid
there are rats inside the pantry
of my heart
oh what a start
i am cleaning up the crumbs
after years of nothing done
to begin
once again
But the mold on the bread
in shades of greens and reds
just like christmas
god i miss it
And the candy my mom gave me
i’ve had bad teeth since 18
but i smiled
for a while
you are lovely but i’m dying
and i thank you for trying
to pretend
but it’s the end
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18. |
credits
02:14
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dirtbike boyfriend Duluth, Minnesota
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