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Silver dollar on the floor - mp3

stockholms on strike
cause all the feds are rotten
a nickel a lonestar and all is forgotten

staunch republicans
always in flames
cause all the stupid hippies are getting high again

[chorus]
not one of those hit 'em up days
flip a new leaf toss the dice away

seems i've been in this car
driving all my life
can't listen to the radio
only picks up two stations [x2]
and the tape players broke
so i drive headphones on getting high
getting high again

[chorus]

till the telephone rings
its the delaware of my soul
not new to this
but i'm not letting go
till the telephone rings[x3] [chorus]

till the telephone rings

on the back of a map - mp3

went for a walk in my town
cause i crave an experience
found a dive bar
conversation meaningless
headphones on with my back to the door
jotting down words no shape or metaphor
dollar lager and i can't afford a tip
tripped up with just where my life's at
sitting next to myself in a mirrored wall
watching the level of my yuengling fall
stalling for time as I think of my next move
as i'm eyeballed
by the local crew of strangers at the bar
avoiding atention from the people
with friends here
just to have a good time

[chorus 1]
wrote this song alone at a bar
all around it drawings on the back of a map
no direction is where i'm going
won't stop till my cups overflowing

[chorus 2]
stellar performance
modern romance
cheap and beautifull
only meaningfull
for a minute or two
will you be my minute?

fell like an owl in the night
cause i crave an audience
couldn't find one
and mirror monologues are poor substitutes
for a good conversation

[chorus 1]
[chorus 2]

Cat in the Box

i let the cat outside today
to see if it was really dead
its fur had changed from orange to grey
it jumped into my head and said

i am the master you are my slave
get on you bastard and we went on our mary way

i said showdown at two
till then what do i do

i said drum roll please we got rythm and dancing
honesty is the first rule to chancing
done with sex cause its worse than passion
but dropping these lyrics like its running out of fashion

i said para na na na para na ne
para na na na na na no yeah yeah yeah
para na na na para na ne
para na na na na na no yeah how's ya feel it

[repeat all]

mickey's ice

its far too cold out today
to be wearing only an undershirt
but i'm too far to turn back now

mickey's ice

bullets are far too expensive
and hurricane's always hit too hard
its not ghetto to listen to sublime

mickey's ice

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

scars and scrapes
i've been walking in the cold alot lately
its been reminding me of this dream that i had where i learned to fly
on an empty street
on an empty stomach
on an empty stomach
on an empty street

[chorus]
learn to fly
teach me the power
learn to fly
teach me control

finding old songs
finding old lyrics
green lantern has these powers
but what will become of them when i wake
you were there to teach me
but where are you now [repeat]
if she had been wearing one
i would have surely knocked off her crown

[chorus]