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My Medication
02:20
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I'm alive and well
Got forty-five for myself
Thanks to my medication
I didn't buy a loaded gun
Medication, my medication
My medication is getting old
I'm not down
I'm not down
I'm up, I'm down
I'm up and down and up and down and up and down
When I started to choke
Chopped up my head and spoke
About travelling from "Hang them all"
To the edge called "Watch me fall"
Medication, my medication
My medication is getting old
I'm not down
I'm not down
I'm up, I'm down
I'm up and down and up and down and up and down
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2. |
Party At My House
04:39
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There’s a party at my house
My good friends chattin’ far too loud
What I’m going through, I can’t tell them
They’re not deceitful, they just won’t listen
There’s a party at my house
What I’m going through, I can’t tell them
They’re not deceitful, they just won’t listen
Please be spontaneous
Enjoy You being with Us
All my relatives surround me
Telling me to smile, I’m so groovy
There’s a party at my house
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
I’m waiting
It may seem childish but it’s mine
Today I can’t stand any of your kind
It’s part of my system, Me, Myself and I
I can’t make it tonight
Today I can’t stand any of your kind
It’s part of my system, Me, Myself and I
They’re deaf when I don’t speak
Not eager to hear what I’m not saying
My guests are expecting me to show
My guts are telling me not to go
There’s a party at my house
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Away We Grow
04:41
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Body's young and mind is old
Freudian trace is printed over my face
Body's young and mind is old
Enjoying the process but I don't know what to expect
Body's young and mind is old
Still I behave like I would be caught if I should fall
Body's young and mind is old
Thinking, sucking, singing, it's rock 'n' roll
Body's young and mind is old Body's young, my mind is old
And thinking, sucking, singing when I think it's rock 'n' roll
Body's young and mind is old
Seems like these days ev'rybody's born
Body's young and mind is old
We're on the shore, somehow life is in store
Body's young and mind is old Thinking, sucking, singing, it's rock 'n' roll
Not far away we grow
Not far away we grow
Not far away we grow
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4. |
You Seen My Ego
02:43
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I got bitches on my track
And I won't try to take it back
I got bitches on my track
And I won't try, try to take it back
That would, that would
That would have fed us
That would, that would
That would have fed us Girl
That would, that would
That would have fed us
That would, that would
That would have fed us Boy
You seen my ego
Standing in the shadow?
You seen my ego
Standing in the shadow?
You seen my ego
Standing in the shadow?
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5. |
Run Kelly Run
04:19
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I know a girl
Her name is Kelly
For what it's worth
She loves nobody else but me
She works night and day
On thigh and belly
Price to pay
For the picture she wants to see
You better run
Kelly
You better run
You better run
Kelly
You better run
You better run
Kelly
You better run
She blames it on me
She's cold and mean
If it fitted her body
She would drink gasoline
“My lovely wife
If starving don't kill you
I bet on my life
My gun machine will do”
Went back home
On a cold cold night
I heard Kelly's moan
With another guy
I grabbed my gun
I shot him in the side
And I can remember
The very minute when she died
“Your Honor
I spit and I swear
That fellow was as thin
As Kelly's tiny grave”
“Jailer, oh jailer
Jailer, please tell me
Is it murder
Or suicide? I can't see”
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