1. |
Steel-Toed Boots
03:30
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You can see the sky in a puddle of mud
Before disaster the animals run
Deep inside you can feel the sound
Hammer of the Gods pounding the ground
Flash blind like a deer staring down the brights
Of charging nature, too late for last rites
You hear the wind as he rushes by
Or maybe that's the sound of the angry dogs' cry
Those boots, those boots, with the steel toes
With the cuts and the scars and the bloody holes
Those boots, those boots, laced up tight
and The mad dogs chasing him through the night
Three dogs and a pair of steel-toed boots
He's from the pines by the ancient test site
Where the silos glow all hours of the night
Only 12 years young when his daddy did die
Learned early on a man must survive
Worked for his family by working for the man
The gun unloaded and the running began
So he runs on earth and he ran through hell
And he ran right through where those angry dogs dwell
Those boots, those boots, with the steel toes
With the cuts and the scars and the bloody holes
Those boots, those boots, laced up tight
and The mad dogs chasing him through the night
three dogs and a pair of steel-toed boots
Those boots, those boots, with the steel toes
With the cuts and the scars and the bloody holes
Those boots, those boots, laced up tight
and The mad dogs chasing him through the night
Those boots, those boots, with the steel toes
With the cuts and the scars and the bloody holes
Those boots, those boots, laced up tight
and The mad dogs chasing him through the night
three dogs and a pair of steel-toed boots
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2. |
Narcan Atomizer
03:13
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Early morning zombies on the sunset strip
The party finally stopped in ‘86
Lights are thrown when your eyes adjust
What's the next move, my mind's too nonplussed
I remember back when the bomb went off
The record store stayed open ‘til 2 o'clock
People pointed speakers right into the air
Walk by the window hollers like the county fair
come tear me from all of this fun
narcan atomizer, narcan atomizer
come tear me from all of this fun, narcan atomizer
Step into spandex and don the warpaint
High kicks making those soccer moms faint
blinded by that nostalgic glow
The afterimage is our whole damn show
20 years of hiding and lying in wait
20 years later you're 20 years late
Same road, same house, same old town
Whoever you were just ain't around
come tear me from all of this fun
narcan atomizer, narcan atomizer
come tear me from all of this fun, narcan atomizer
The party's over, The party's done
come tear me from all of this fun, narcan atomizer
come tear me from all of this fun, narcan atomizer
the party's over, the party's done
come tear me from all of this fun, narcan atomizer
come tear me from all of this fun, narcan atomizer
the party's over, the party's done
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3. |
Fumes
04:02
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Running running on fumes
From doing what I wanted to do
Running running on fumes
From doing what I wanted to do
Can’t complain to you
And I clearly can’t explain it
Slept so little, can’t see the road
Gotta keep speeding to El Dorado
Can you find out what’s making this whole thing go
Can’t remember how it felt to be home
Been chasing rabbits down rabbit holes
Hugging shoulders and paying tolls, and telling myself I ain’t too old
Running running on fumes
From doing what I wanted to do
I’m running running on fumes
From doing what I wanted to do
Can’t complain to you
And I clearly can’t explain it
Maybe what I saw can't be done
Dancing hard to get the water to come
Maybe it's hope and maybe it's fun but maybe it was luck all along
You might be fast, you might be young
But they're always bullets you cant outrun
The horizon stands in the way of the sun
And neither's getting closer so I'm not done
Running running on fumes
From doing what I wanted to do
I’m running running on fumes
From doing what I wanted to do
Can’t complain to you
And I clearly can’t explain it
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4. |
Kayfabe
05:34
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Smartened up real damn quick
Working snug ain’t workin’ stiff
Gotta be carried but great on the stick
I draw more heat than Ravishing Rick
Running forever on the b-show
Never going over when we go home
If I was buried further id be underground
Booked to sell what the booker calls (booked to sell whatevers called)
Pre-Chorus
Gettin pinned
And gettin paid
never goin’ over
never break kayfabe
I am the business
my gimmick is real
Drawin’ heat
workin’ heel
Chorus
Drawin’ heat
Workin’ heel
God, some of the boys, they live so hard
Gassed to the loins, wanna be stars
But I’ll pop a cody and I’ll pop a beer
And pop whatever gets the next city here
Botched a spot but there’s no IR
Just another story and another scar
And a hundred more bumps before I hit the road
Another day jobbin’ at another house show
Pre-Chorus
Gettin pinned
And gettin paid
never goin’ over
never break kayfabe
I am the business
my gimmick is real
Drawin’ heat
workin’ heel
Chorus
Drawin’ heat
Workin’ heel
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5. |
The Cancer Song
04:35
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Verse:
Get the doctor to plug me in
My chicken noodle soup is bleomycin
What are my numbers and what’s the code
I need that illusion of control
I recall well the first time I heard
Like diving under water like a big sea bird
Under the blade and that dripping bag
Stamped in the lab with the biohazard tag
Chorus:
Hey now I told you to get outta my head
And that you better, you better not spread
Had been thinking way too much ‘bout only you
Had been thinking way too too hard ‘bout what you could do
But by the grace of god or the hand of fate
But probably just/blind luck, I won’t discriminate
The fight can be so damn unfair to some
But I beat cancer, I guess I won
Verse 2:
I've got a family to raise, and Ive got songs to write
I wanna pursue goals thatll keep me up all night
And I know I gotta get my head on right
And I know, and I know
I know I'm lucky, undeservedly so
Especially when you think about what other people know
And that's life, chaos, and no control
Just finding a seat just to watch it go
Chorus:
Hey now I told you to get outta my head
And that you better, you better not spread
Had been thinking way too much ‘bout only you
Had been thinking way too too hard ‘bout what you could do
But by the grace of god or the hand of fate
But probably just/blind luck, I won’t discriminate
The fight can be so damn unfair to some
But I beat cancer, I guess I won
mmmm -- hmmm
mmmm -- hmmm
Hey cancer get outta my head
Hey cancer you better not spread
Hey cancer get outta my head
Hey cancer I don’t wanna be dead
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