1. |
Dear Cousin,
02:55
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Dear cousin,
It’s been so long
such a surprise to see you
In rainy cold Seattle
You say it’s the first time you left home
Since you had you twins,
And the first time you’ve been on an airplane too
And I bet you’re gonna fall in love
With a city as big as this
One thing you ought to know
Is you’ll never bleed the dirt, from your veins
You told me your brother got himself arrested
Using the pills, and selling them too
And your daddy didn’t take the news all that well
Hell he’s probably hopped up on the same shit too
And I bet you’re gonna fall in love
With a city as far as this
One thing you ought to know
Is you’ll never bleed the dirt, from your veins
I Hope you know I’m so damn proud of you
A single mother doing what ten of me couldn’t do
And I’ll help you out however I can
But I ain’t no substitute to our family back home
And I bet you’re gonna fall in love
With a city as rich as this
One thing you ought to know
Is you’ll never bleed the dirt, from your veins
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2. |
Favorite Son (Part 1)
02:23
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Every other day, I think of running home
I call it the "I'm tired of the rain and grey syndrome".
Cause Food is cheaper there,
And so is the booze
If you steer clear of the gentrified downtown zoo
I could, be your favorite son couldn’t I?
The bar is low the boxes checked
And I’m the perfect candidate
But I’m stuck here, Going broke in Washington
Get myself a house, out on the eastside
With a big dirt lot a couple Harleys,
that are too broke to ride
And when get to missing my rainy northwest
I’ll remind myself Tucson’s where white trash go to rest
I could, be your favorite son couldn’t I?
The bar is low the boxes checked
And I’m the perfect candidate
But I’m staying here, Going broke in Washington
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3. |
Land Locked Relief
03:06
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When You First Called Me
After all of these months
My first reaction was to pack up and leave,
State line’s a day drive to land locked relief
My Buick’s got one last
Road trip left in her
Wherever she gives out I can sell her for parts
And start a new life with this land locked heart
Could you do me a favor,
Please don’t look me up now
See I’m not the same one that you used to hold
I’m just a stranger all land locked and cold
There’s another state line, a day drive from here
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4. |
King Hugh
02:41
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There Goes my friend Hugh
He’s gonna post in the bar and hold court
Y’know he turned 80 just last week
Hope I look as half as good as him at 64
When He’s as old as me He’s facing all the bigotry
Bastards down in St. Louis
So he caught a boat to Vietnam His Family couldn’t give a damn
After the war he had no plans So he settled on Capitol Hill
Make sure to raise your voice
He don’t hear all that well, These days
But he’ll read your face just like a book
He always knows the right thing to Say
If you’re sitting next to him at the bar
Doesn’t matter who you are
You got yourself the best damn company
Talk awhile he won’t interject
Bitch to him about your ex Well no matter’s too complex
For the King of Capitol Hill
Hugh asks what’s happened to that girl
I had on my arm here last week, Hugh I don’t know
He says that’s why he always stuck to men
At least he could understand them Well most times
He Grabs his glass and he clinks mine
and just like that I feel fine
I got a friend, I got a friend
Hear Here long live our King
His reign be everlasting
May we age as graceful as thee
All hail the king of Cap Hill
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5. |
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Life Insurance, Motorcycles
What a terrible conversation
Why would I say a thing like that
And go and ruin this conversation?
One pot hole At the right speed
And I’ll be worth a hundred thousand dollars
This good for nothing line of thinking
Bound to scare them
Make them holler
Luckily I’m too much a coward
Drinking myself into hydration
Life insurance, Harley Davidsons
What a useless conversation
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6. |
Dayton, Ohio
03:42
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In your car there’s a CD
That was burned by your ex
He snuck it in when you moved away
And now it’s jammed and it won’t play
You can’t remember the track list
Or even how the songs went
But you remember the message
He burned on the last track
Saying we can make it through anything babe
Let’s just work this out
Come back home to Dayton
Would you come back home to me
Breakup didn’t stick the first time
But by the third time y’all were done
Ain’t funny how your Mazda
Still holds onto his words
Saying we can make it through anything babe
Let’s just work this out
Come back home to Dayton
Would you come back home to me
On our first date you told me
I ain’t staying out past 10
A year later we’re together
Laughing about Lyft’s at 3 AM
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7. |
Oh' Lazarus My Mother
03:00
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8. |
Favorite Son (Part 2)
02:33
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9. |
TUS -> SEA
03:32
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