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You haven't moved from that spot all night since you asked for a light
you little smoke stack
You've wasted my time
I'd like to see you try and give it back
I'm working
But I'm not working for you!
Slack Motherfucker!
Relax, sit down
I'll kick that stool right out from under you
Well, then, I see you sitting outside
Well, I can do the same thing too
I'm working
But I'm not working for you!
No!
Slack Motherfucker!
I'm working
But I'm not working for you!
Slack Motherfucker
You Motherfucker!!
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We're just putting pieces together
I feel like a thief
I feel like a fool
I will rearrange this forever
Cause i think it's lame
But i think it's cool
I think it's cool
I heard this song on the radio once
I stole a bar
I stole a drink
I used the last straw for my ink
Sometimes i fear i neglect to think
Sometimes i fear
We're just pulling pieces apart
A piece of this is yours
I'm calling it art
I know it's lame
And it breaks my heart
It breaks my
It breaks my heart
I heard this song on the radio once
I stole a bar
I stole a drink
I used the last straw for my ink
Sometimes i fear i neglect to think
Sometimes i fear
There's nothing new
There's nothing new
Everything's borrowed
Everything's used
There's nothing new
There's nothing new
Everything's borrowed
Everything's used
There's nothing new
But we know it's cool
And we're cooler than you
And you know it's true
I heard this song on the radio once
I stole a bar
I stole a drink
I used the last straw for my ink
Sometimes i fear i neglect to think
Sometimes i fear
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Cast Iron
You think see everything with those glasses
My eyes the color of molasses
All you have to do is ask is all
And I'll tell you
I'll tell you from my front porch
I'll tell you from my cast iron chair
I'll tell you about my special friends
I only wish you were there
Don't get uppity with me
I see things that that you never see
I've been seeing them for years
Let me whisper in your ear
I'll tell you from my front porch
I'll tell you from my cast iron chair
I'll tell you about my visitors
I only wish you were there, well
The man in the airplane was looking for you
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Seed Toss
i put a stake in your spokes
and you better laugh at my jokes
you better memorize this face
you better stay in my good graces
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cause (and) here you come on your broom
your mood ring's turning brown
you will begin to feel it soon
you're tossing your seeds around
you better memorize this face
you better stay right in your place
i draw the lines here from now on
and your picture's already drawn
and this movie goes on to long
and this coffee's a little to strong
and i think that i'm running on
well i guess that i'm running
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Brand New Love
Restless eyes close
Maybe it'll go away
Please rest tomorrow
Bring a satisfied day
The restless urge in love
That's worth burning for
Surely it's that one consuming
Love to give you more
Any thought could be the beginning
Of a brand new tangled web you're spinning
Any one could be your brand new love
Any tie that holds could be broken
Tear your bitter world to the open
Any one could be your brand new love
You won't be the first
Twisted change is normal
Gossip dirt
Whisper to the nodding head
Thrilled you fell apart instead of them
They will
Any hope for a love could be killed
If you need a different face
There's definite time to destroy this place
Any thought could be the beginning
Of a brand new tangled web you're spinning
Any one could be your brand new love
So follow what you feel
You alone decide what's real
Any one could be your brand new love
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