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Last night in east burg
02:59
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Billy B came back into town
for one reason, and it wasn't good
guess he heard you were messing around
with his ex Heather on her Hyundai's hood
Billy B won't listen to me
3,5 to the 7 down route 80
Billy B and he won't stay free
bitter sun rising up 314
Stand tall on hallowed ground
cigarette smashed beneath your foot
and a hollow sound
of a cell phone ringing
Heather she don't even like me
But I don't want no trouble
man that ain't my scene
Billy he won't listen to me
3,5 to the 7 down route 80
Billy B and he won't stay free
bitter sun rising up 314
Can't say on nights like these
can't say that it's too fun
can't say i know too much
can't say my mouth don't run
Billy he won't listen to me
3,5 to the 7 down route 80
Billy B and he won't stay free
bitter sun rising up 314
Billy he won't listen to me....
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Open mic
02:05
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In the valley of a ballroom
In the gloom your memory
riding tall
shouting out at me
Play us another one
something from your old soul
i'm too drunk to drive
but I'm alive
Go on play us another one
I'll let the kids know
that I'm too drunk to drive
but at least I'm alive
Connecting dots
Like words to chords to memory
Just make it sound smooth in the evening
when we go smoke up
in your 97' Dodge with the hard top
you turn it on, you turn it up, you tell about woodstock (ugh)
Go on tell me another one
cause I'm going to let the kids know
that we're drunk but we're alive
If it's an open mic then it's an open mic
show me your alive tonight
in a ballroom
through dust and gloom and melody
you are looking right damn at me.
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Magic Mary
02:47
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Magic mary says she cannot relate to
the way that we speak and the things that we say
she ate a lot of acid back in 68
raved on the graves of the souls that weren't saved
she cooked it up in California
sent it back to the coast through the poconos
passed by my house where the bulldozers dozed
i will dance on their graves
I will dance on their graves for the roads that they pave
like tiananmen square, stand in the their way
Say a prayer for the old hippies
cause who feels stupid now?
don't talk about the 60s
please Mary walk around
She used to dance down with the yippies
now no one remembers how
Mary says it goes right to left and left to right right to left, and left to right
Magic Mary says "you wouldn't believe
how we danced in the grass back when Janice was trashed.
We ate the brown tabs but they weren't that bad
just way too strong for that east coast class."
Tell me Mary, what the hell happened?
the country's at war and it's worse than before
one generation sold out the nation
the babies that boom went bust on the shore
and with tears in her eyes
with tears in her eyes she says "yeah that's fair."
she takes my hand and leads me through
One last prayer for the old hippies
cause who feels stupid now?
don't talk about the 60's
please Mary walk around
She used to dance down with the yippies
now no one remembers how
Mary says it goes right to left and left to right right to left, and left to right
and the times they're not changing
Magic Mary says she cannot relate
to the way that we speak and the things that we say.
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