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Nobody Knows My Name
00:45
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I gotta find my way out of this town
Before I'm out of time
I can't keep looking at things that I want
when I know they'll never be mine
If I can't learn the rules
I'll have to make my own game
I gotta find my way out of this town
and into a place where (into a place where)
nobody knows my name
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2. |
Run
02:10
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You spent your teen years in a prison
Built by hands that looked a great deal like your own
A man who looked a lot like me stole my name
and used my ticket out of town
In a building on West Cherry you once said you felt something
But I guess something really turned out to be nothing
If I told you I'd be dead by Friday would you try to call?
I bet you'd hold out to see if I was bluffing.
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I am your lighthouse in the distance
High flying spirit of the garbage man
The babes have gone to bathe
in a sea of rabbit's blood
But I'll be there til daylight comes to see them through
I promise you
I am your Litebrite in the distance
High flying spirit of the Gundersons
The rattlesnakes will chew
through our sick and blackened lungs
But I'll be in the limelight 'til it rips apart
My silly heart
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5. |
Quitter
03:18
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I walked a death march from the fall of '99
and here and there pieces broke off of my name
but I just keep on thinking that as long as I don't think of who I was
then who I am will seem ok
Are you ok?
I walked a death march from the fall into the summer
I'm still here. I'm still trying. I hope you see that now.
She can call. I won't pick up the phone.
I don't want. I don't need. I don't even care at all if you're ok.
Are you ok?
I will try.
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Saw you today at the drug store
Skin was hanging off your bones
Did a solitary soul say I tried to call?
Left a message for you on the telephone
But the vultures have started circling 'round my head
and the party has left me far behind
and the Mississippi song is getting shorter.
Every time the record spins, there's another word (that) don't rhyme
Somewhere, the movie is still playing
but a stranger is saying all my lines
and the Mississippi song is getting shorter.
Every time the record spins, there's another word (that) don't rhyme
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7. |
Coward
02:55
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I don't expect you'll know it when I'm leaving,
but I thought I'd see you one more time before I go
'Cause once I'm gone, I'm never coming back again
and wishing isn't gonna make it so
So this will be the last time I stand at your window
or say goodbye to you by light of moon
I don't care if running makes me yellow
Being brave ain't worth the pain that came
with loving you
That awful morning after when glory met disaster
they couldn't tell the laughter from the screams
But I've had so much light inside that no one ever saw
I fear it's going to rip my body at the seams
So this will be the last time I stand at your window
or watch you kiss another in your room
I don't care if running makes me a coward
Being brave ain't worth the pain that came
with loving you
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8. |
Ghost of a Chance
03:52
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I dreamed I met the devil
He hangs the ghosts of my past from my body
and with each step I take
I can hear one rattle its chains in my ears
I dreamed I met the devil
and he drags all the bodies behind me
of the ones I hurt to get this far
and they write all their names with the cracks in the sidewalks
I find the ghosts
In every crease of my skin
I find the ghosts
In cupboards where I keep my sins
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9. |
Devil on My Shoulder
02:51
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Gertie, I don't know one place I can go
where this devil wouldn't come to hunt me down
By now, he's been chasing me so long
that I'm not sure if I can turn around
Gertie, I don't know what else I can say
I guess everywhere I go, I bring bad luck
Mama says that I'm a hurricane
and I only come around to mess things up
But I can change
it won't be long
'til that snotty, little kid you knew is gone
We'll start anew
and one day soon
We're gonna sing a different tune
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10. |
A Hollywood Exit
02:22
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Drive. Just drive me home
I guess I can't tell the difference
between friend and foe
and I don't think it matters if I know
so please, just go
Life would be so easy
If I could end it with some Hollywood tragedy
but I'm too yellow
to choose that door
What if it's worse than the place I was before?
So I'll just hide
and disappear
still alive in my mind
but forgotten here
No one recalls
or feels too bad
for a stupid kid
still crying over things he had
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Oliver Priddy Johnston City, Illinois
This is just a page I use for recordings I have made. Some of them are my projects, while some of them are recordings I made for friends and local artists. Enjoy.
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