1. |
Solid Gold
03:39
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Morning light came in
Like a blade across her face
“ten more minutes”, she said
To come back from outer space
Her eyes are like a storm at sea
You’d have to to see just to believe
She’s got a smile just like diamonds
Just begging for a thief
And if you see my girl
You can watch her walk on by
You can see she’s solid gold
And she ain’t got the time…
Headlights in the mirror
shadows come in waves
She’s got a look On her face
Like she just wants to get away
She’s been making plans
She’s gonna run this town
Everyone’s gonna know her name
They’re gonna know her sound.
And if you see my girl
You can watch her walk on by
You can see she’s solid gold
And she ain’t got the time…
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2. |
Prizefighter
04:30
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I know you told me so
You were right all along you know
Black eyes and whisky breath
Broken glass and cigarettes
Night life on borrowed time
Leaving now cuz I know you’re mine
Whoa oh
She’s got fire behind her teeth
When she speaks, she says what she means
A prize fighter with moves to match
She’ll take you out
and she’s never gonna call you back.
I heard your voice on the machine
No reply to a message “seen”
Long drives with windows down
Volume up just to feel the sound
coming home with caffeine eyes
Running late, but I made good time
Whoa oh
She’s got fire behind her teeth
When she speaks, she says what she means
A prize fighter with moves to match
She’ll take you out
and she’s never gonna call you back.
Prize fighter with moves to match
Twelve rounds without a scratch
With Red lips and a slow wink
She stole my heart So i bought a ring.
She’s a prize fighter with moves to match
Prize fighter with moves to match...
Whoa oh
She’s got fire behind her teeth
When she speaks, she says what she means
A prize fighter with moves to match
She’ll take you out
and she’s never gonna call you back.
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3. |
Bones
04:13
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I know you told me so
You were right all along you know
Black eyes and whisky breath
Broken glass and cigarettes
Night life on borrowed time
Leaving now cuz I know you’re mine
Whoa oh
She’s got fire behind her teeth
When she speaks, she says what she means
A prize fighter with moves to match
She’ll take you out
and she’s never gonna call you back.
I heard your voice on the machine
No reply to a message “seen”
Long drives with windows down
Volume up just to feel the sound
coming home with caffeine eyes
Running late, but I made good time
Whoa oh
She’s got fire behind her teeth
When she speaks, she says what she means
A prize fighter with moves to match
She’ll take you out
and she’s never gonna call you back.
Prize fighter with moves to match
Twelve rounds without a scratch
With Red lips and a slow wink
She stole my heart So i bought a ring.
She’s a prize fighter with moves to match
Prize fighter with moves to match...
Whoa oh
She’s got fire behind her teeth
When she speaks, she says what she means
A prize fighter with moves to match
She’ll take you out
and she’s never gonna call you back.
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4. |
Tell Your Friends
03:21
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You can tell your friends where to find us
in the graveyard behind the church
You can tell your friends where to find us
With the undertaker digging dirt
Bring your friends out tonight
You bring yours and I’ll bring mine
This floor was made for dancing
You can tell by the lights
You can tell your friends where to find Us
Plugged in and making noise
You can tell your friends where to find us
Out playing pinball with the boys
Bring your friends out tonight
You bring yours and I’ll bring mine
This floor was made for dancing
You can tell by the lights
Summer comes to an end
The nights are getting cold
Go grab that leather jacket
The heat wave was getting old
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5. |
Funeral Parade
03:41
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Someone call a doctor
I think I’m bleeding out
She’s applying pressure
But I still have my doubts
There’s Kerosene
Pumping through my veins
And you’re the matchbook
With some hell to pay
That’s the way that it goes
Keeps you on your toes
Easy does it now
We’ll be okay some how....
Well It’s a nice day
for A funeral parade
They’re all dying to get here
Just to get away...
Blackbirds are calling
Have you heard the news
Theres a new religion
it’s up to you to choose
Well it’s a nice day
To pay your respects
The pale rider’s coming
And he always collects
Well It’s a nice day
for A funeral parade
They’re all dying to get here
Just to get away...
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6. |
Father’s Song
02:29
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My Father built this house
when he was a younger man
Times were better then
When he had stronger hands.
And wise eyes are looking back
before the city cut its path....
What has the world become?
What has the world become?....
sailors always say
the ocean is infinite
but the map is getting smaller
you always pay for what you get....
I believe that the words
all have meaning to be heard
what am i missing here?
what am i missing here?.....
Time keeps ticking by
But that house, well it still stands
Some things were made to last
And it’s so hard to change your plans
When everyone you meet
Has blood inside their veins…
Take the time to fall in love
Take some time to fall in love
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7. |
How it Feels
04:12
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There's a man in black
Selling coffins by the road
He said you better
get yours before you get to old
I never been good at
Making plans
Leaving things like that
To better men
With heavy hearts and
Offshore bank accounts
Rusty old machines
Built to watch the world burn down.
Tell me how it makes you feel
To lose another one
Tell me where you want to go
Baby get your coat
Let’s get out of here
I was standing in the rain
When the lights went out
Sirens were like music
To a beat that’s slowing down
I've been thanking god
Or what ever his name is
For blessing me with love
And friends to share it with
But the man in black,
knows what’s good for business
So he’s moving on again
He’s got wicked souls to sell
Tell me how it makes you feel
To lose another one
Lose another one...
Tell me where you want to go
Baby get your coat,
Let’s get out of here....
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Fawkes Glove Portland, Oregon
Fawkes Glove is a rock and roll band from Portland Oregon trying to make some music you would want to drive home to.
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