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Dance, DanceClaire
03:06
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Dance dance Claire it’s a dancing party
You can dance right there with everybody
So dance dance Claire
Put on a song with French accordion
Let it go on and on and on again
Don’t ever stop playing
Watchin from the door
She’s happier than before
So I turn and I leave
Walkin away on Esplanade in the nighttime shade
And I ain’t been laid in at least three damn months
These streets are deceiving
And lies they are weaving
But right now you know someone is screaming
Dance dance Claire
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2. |
Dandy Lines
03:16
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She fell in love with me
Cause the shoes on my feet
She thought I was cool
Cause I parked on the street illegally
Dandelions and parking fines
All of these I do not mind for you babe
Well I paid my dues and I got new shoes
All of it was for good ol you babe
I can’t promise I’ll quit my gamblin
I can’t promise ill quit my ramblin
We’ll always end our nights in the bars
Getting drunk
The night I met you, you were at your work
Getting hollered at by some drunk jerk
I took you in away from him
Promise me you’re never goin back again
Well some people change
Some stay the same
Everybody likes getting caught up in the rain, sometimes
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3. |
Watching Cigarettes Burn
02:50
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Watching cigarettes burn to pass the time
If you’re all out of yours you can have some of mine
Cause I like the way that you talk
Yeah I love the way she talks
When I first met you, you were grinning at me
I was looking at you hoping you didn’t see
Cause I like the way you dance
Yeah I love the way she dances
Well she says that she’s searchin for something she don’t know
So now you’re a thousand miles from your home
And you’re hangin with a tramp like me
A sight I thought I’d never see
But that Sunday morning sun came through
And it lit that ramblin fire inside of you
But you’re your own woman and I’m my own man
And we swore never to be chained again
So take these songs and put em in your pocket
Alongside your mama’s gold locket
So we’ll watch cigarettes burn to pass the time
If you’re all out of yours you can have some of mine
Cause I like the way that you talk
Yeah I love the way she talks
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4. |
Hit The Road
02:08
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I got a twenty-dollar bill in my back pocket
I got half a mind to leave this town behind
Well I made what I could make
I took what I could take
Gotta turn and run or else I gotta fight
Sometimes you gotta hit the road and haul ass
Sometimes you gotta hit the road real damn fast
Sometimes you gotta hit the road
Well I spoke what I could spake
I broke what I could break
Gotta turn and run or else I gotta fight
Maybe there’s a girl in San Francisco
Looking for a man like me to hold her tight
Sometimes you gotta hit the road and haul ass
Sometimes you gotta hit the road
Real damn fast
Sometimes you gotta hit the road
I got a twenty-dollar bill in my back pocket
I got half a mind to leave this town behind
Well I made what I could make
I took what I could take
Gotta turn and run or else I gotta fight
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5. |
A Man The World Forgot
04:40
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And the shadows of our legs danced like flames upon the trees
And I fell alone like a stone for the girl right there with me
In my mind I still see
Her right there with me
But my mind plays tricks on me
She’s gone with the breeze
In a trailer on a mountaintop there stands a man the world forgot
And I never fit in til you were my friend for that thanks a lot
But where are you right now?
In some distant town
Do you think I still cry?
My tears have long run dry
You’ve been out all week we never speak
God I wish I could die
I cannot sleep I cannot weep so I just got high
But the blade that cuts the cold night
Will soon cut my throat
In my own blood I’ll lie
A story never wrote
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6. |
Street Kids
02:32
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All she really wants to do is fall asleep in the street with you
And everything she’s ever had is in that little duffle bag
She stands with her back turned to the world
Just another poor forgotten blonde girl
Let’s run away to a new town every day
We’ll never work, we’ll always play
We’ll put flowers in our hair
Flowers in our hair
Do you remember the moonrise and your eyes
And how your hands oh they shook babe
Do you remember the late nights and the drunk fights
And how little the earth weighed
We were playing music in the street for something to eat
Smoking spliffs with Missa on the neutral ground
They were two parts tobacco and one part weed
You could hear the sound of the city breathe
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7. |
Endless Reverberation
03:17
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His voice went on and on and on
Echoing down the halls
Endless reverberation
We spoke useless conversation
Over midnight condensation
He said I’m going through the motions
And I’m sailing through the oceans
And each day I keep on hoping
That some day my door will open
And I’ll find my big promotion waiting there
But my day it never comes
And I’m always on the run
No one ever seems to notice or even care
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8. |
Marijuana Blues
02:24
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Can you do you wanna
Smoke tobacco and marijuana
Down on the rocks
Down by the pier
Smoking cigarettes
Drinking cold beer
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9. |
The Man Outside
05:30
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Man outside he’s seen the light
Said he wanted me to step inside with him
Oh what he said
I’ll sing for you
He said art at its best is a series of mistakes
He said love at its best is a life of heartache
Well hello tree it’s ol me
Thanks for giving me the air I breathe
It’s been a while I’ve been a child
I’ve been cutting down your whole family
And I hope there’s still some air left for me
Well I’ve seen men come and go
Seen em rise up to the top
Seen em dyin on the floor
Well I used to play for the concert halls
People were screamin for more
But now I’m playin for the empty walls
And I don’t know what for
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10. |
I Don't Call It Living
03:00
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I don’t call it living
Cause living is a good thing
And I don’t call it dwelling
Cause dwelling is a sin
I don’t own my own home
I sleep neath the trees
Cause that my friend
Is where it all begins
And I wake up on Sunday
On Tuesday Wednesday Monday
Could you point me friend
To the nearest liquor store
I open my eyes wide
Hold my hands to the sky
If you can spare some change
You can always spare some more
I don’t call it living
Cause living is a good thing
And a good thing wouldn’t happen
To a bad man like me
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11. |
I'm Not Tryin To
03:40
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I’m not trying to disconnect you
From all the things you hold dear
I’m just trying to protect you
From all the things you’ve always feared
And I’ll try not to use words too hard for you to understand
And I’ll try not to shape chords too hard to play
Girl you know it pays to have these hands
Well am I egotistical
Is he the one you’ve been wishin for
Well kiss him in the bright moonlight
In your arms you hold him tight
Well he must have something I don’t got, I won’t fight
Why don’t you run away with him
I’ll buy your bus ticket tonight
I’m not trying to disconnect you
From all the things you hold dear
I’m just trying to protect you
From all the things you’ve always feared
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20,000 Leagues Under the Sea New Orleans, Louisiana
Formed in 2007
by singer songwriter David Maclay
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea recommends:
A Night With Big Leather
by Big Leather
Fellow New Orleans weirdos
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