| Lyrics | Song |
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| Getting down with Big and Rich and Richie and Jon | |
| I drove my spike into the ground and I stake my claim | |
| That was my sister lost in the crush | |
| I feel just like Picasso and you're my masterpiece | |
| Who'll stand for the restless, and lonely? For the desperate and the hungry? | |
| You want commitment, and take a look into these eyes. | |
| 'Cause it doesn't make a difference if we make it or not | |
| Another night is falling and now my heart is calling you back to me | |
| Help me lay my cards out on the table | |
| You got the style and you got the moves | |
| Is there anybody else that feels like me? | |
| I realize ain't nothing what it used to be until I heard a song that takes me to my memories | |
| She's here to make my night complete then I'm long gone I got another show | |
| My life's a bargain basement, all the good sh*t's gone | |
| I know it isn't black and white. And it's anything but gray | |
| God knows tonight I'm needing her again | |
| No one heard a single word you said they should have seen it in your eyes | |
| There's devils in heaven, there's angels in hell | |
| So I'm passing by, she gives me the eye | |
| I tell myself I feel no pain, but I'm feeling the pain | |
| It could be the man I used to be girl, but I've grown up and now I'm over you | |
| Too late to start again, won't take it slower | |
| I'll probably drive you wild 8 days a week | |
| Anytime you get up someone wants to see you fall | |
| Why these strong hands are on the unemployment line | |
| And it's hard to hold on when there's no one to lean on | |
| | Lyrics | Song |
|---|
| Like the dancing smoke that rose we tried to find our way | |
| Every day it's the same when they say that it might be the end | |
| Kicking off the cruise control and turning up the radio | |
| Who's going to bail out all our shattered dreams? | |
| I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is | |
| No one said there'd be nights like this, risk your life for a stolen kiss | |
| You can live on the street, you can rule the whole world | |
| You're looking for a hero, but it's just my old tattoo | |
| This one goes out to the man who mines for miracles | |
| Lately he's feeling like a broken promise | |
| Nothing is forever when tomorrow's calling | |
| The savior's come and gone, we're all out of time | |
| Who are you to tell me if it's black or white | |
| Adieu, good night, guten abend, here's one last song you can sell | |
| I ain't got a fever got a permanent disease | |
| Go live your life eyes open wide, who's to say what's wrong or right | |
| I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd, you're gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud | |
| And when this wicked world starts bringing me down, I tell myself that I'm one lucky guy | |
| It better be your girlfriend I saw going down some other guy | |
| While the old men recite their story lines about when I was young like you | |
| I pray to God you'll give one more chance, girl | |
| I got a lot to give say can you see? I'm still breathing and my heart still beats | |
| Hand in hand, across this land, our voice is shining out | |
| This Romeo is bleeding, but you can't see his blood | |
| I bet it's warm in California, I think it's time to hit the road | |
| So tell me, is it true, they say there ain't nobody better | |
| | Lyrics | Song |
|---|
| And I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back | |
| Hello again, it's you and me. Kinda always like it used to be | |
| Blow out the candles on the cake, like everything's a big mistake | |
| They dragged me to a preacher, they saw him on TV | |
| The new improved tomorrow isn't what it used to be | |
| If I got one thing I got something to prove | |
| I play my part and you play your game | |
| I knew every buried body paid for each head stone | |
| And my Cinderella feels like she stayed at the dance too long | |
| Well, Bobby was our hero cause he had a fake I.D. | |
| Yeah I'm a wanted man I'm colt in your stable | |
| We both got jobs 'cause there's bills to pay | |
| With a six pack and the radio We didn't need no place to go | |
| They say the oil wells ran deeper here than anybody's known | |
| There's no dancers, there's no diamonds, no this boy he don't lip-synch | |
| I saw a man wash his feet in the church holy water, he worked up to his knees | |
| I hijacked a rainbow and crashed into a pot of gold | |
| I was walking around, just a face in the crowd | |
| Need some lip-locking, cool walking diamonds and pearls | |
| Let the world keep spinning 'round and 'round, this is where it all goes down, down, down | |
| Never felt nothing, jumping right into the deep end | |
| I'm singing hallelujah. Amen, the angels say | |
| Call it karma, call it luck. Me I just don't give a fu-fu-fu-fu | |
| Like a favorite pair of torn blue jeans this skin I'm in it's alright with me | |
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