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Unleash
03:53
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Unleash
I’ve got no money in my purse
I’ve got no fuel in my tank
But I keep walking on down the plank
And you keep peddling in reverse
So go ahead and repeat your alleged pledge
If it’s got to burn, I’ll be the witch
Step a little bit closer to the edge
It’s time to unleash the bitch
My 12 bar blues don’t know no red
And underneath the dirt no light is white
But you keep saying it’s alright
They’ll make believe no blood was shed
You pull the wool, I’ll wave the flag
And if them collars start to itch
I’ll pop the clutch, you knot the gag
It’s time to unleash the bitch
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Vibrator
03:28
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Vibrator
She wanna peel those knee high boots off
Like a banana that’s been tanning on a bad cough
Said bathe it, cloth it, feed it
You might not want it, but tonight you’re gonna need it
She’s looking hell bent, looking for some trouble
Spinning around ‘cause her vision’s triple double
She wanna vibrate, she wanna tease you
She cut a hole in the wall so you can see through
She’s beating tom-tom, jonesing for a backseat
Shedding nylon out on the concrete
She’s got your one hand tied behind the other
She said, “I like you, but I’m looking for a lover.”
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Color It A Mystery
03:30
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Color It A Mystery
I took a drag, I packed my bags and I hit the city
Had I known when I left home you’d be here
I would have downed another round, ‘cause life ain’t pretty
When you’re known, but still alone and still unclear
Cry and moan on the phone, don’t say you don’t miss me
Through all of the fights, scratches and bites my love was there
It might have got tossed around and lost in fits so hissy
But if you call, I will follow you anywhere
Let’s stay friends, we’ll make amends down at the depot
‘Cause everybody knows how the story goes, except for you and me
I promise to write if any light shines through my window
But if it don’t, you can color it a mystery
Now I don’t know if I can go on without you
But if I stay, one of us better unload the gun
All of those times when I’m about to finally see
You’re content to color it a mystery
Let’s stay friends, we’ll make amends down at the depot
‘Cause everybody knows how the story goes, except for you and me
I promise to write if any light shines through my window
But if it don’t, you can color it a mystery
Said, if it don’t, you can color it a mystery
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Brass Tax
03:32
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The Dregs
04:19
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The Dregs
In a flowering vein I could breathe for awhile
She started to laugh, I started to smile
She once was the crook, I once was the cop
She told me she loved me, and she’d never stop
Underneath the gun of a synthetic do-lang
She started it slow, she went out with a bang
Impressing herself, pretending she’s not
She’s robbing me blind, she knows she never get caught
She took my rock n’ roll
She took my rock n’ roll
She took my rock n’ roll
And then she left me,
Then she left me…
…in a black and white dream surfing saccharin song
I was dying all night, living out that long
On a porcelain horse in the pale neon
When the tar hits dirt, the dregs get…
She took my rock n’ roll
She took my rock n’ roll
She took my rock n’ roll
And then she left me,
Then she left me…
…in a black and white dream surfing saccharin song
I was dying all night, living out that long
On a porcelain horse in the pale neon
When the tar hits dirt, the dregs get gone
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Former Czechoslovakian Back Parlour Blues
Close your eyes, right your wrong
She’s coming to sing your favorite song
You’re better off out on your own
‘Cause when you’re with her, you’re still alone
Turn out the light, it’s much too hot
Forget what you came for, forget what you’ve got
The children’s dreams, she never bought
Whatever you think you are, you’re not
I wanna sing along
I wanna ride that breeze she’s on
When she’s on, she’s on
You win you lose, you lose you win
You start it all over all over again
And if you’re getting sick of the place you’re in
Believe me man, I know…I know where you’ve been
I know where you’ve been
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Cattle Clysm
03:29
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Cattle Clysm
It’s a moonshine wisdom washed on the fang of an alley cat
A black-eyed prism, a seminal rat a tat
Ham hocks and gravy, I’m a daredevil straddling the floor
Call me crazy, but I ain’t picking up no more
It’s a stockcar burnout, see ‘em flight night owl down the track
Fluorescent heat lamp, hippies out on attack
Midnight potion, ante meridiem got your mind
Roll up that cow-stache and watch it go double time
I’m in the palace of wigwam writing bad checks on parchment scrolls
Garlic and bad dreams stuffed in the dinner rolls
It tastes like we ate less, some rich young bitch out bid the bar
But she ain’t no waitress, she’s a motherfuckin movie star
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Topaz Satellite
03:34
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Topaz Satellite
I was jumping the curb
I was smashing the box
With a trunk full of keys
And a head full of locks
My intentions were good
My decisions were bad
Everything that I want
Was everything that I had
I’m leaving this world tonight
I’m leaving this world tonight
I’m leaving this world tonight
Star hopping in my topaz satellite
I was sparking the chrome
I was licking the bend
‘Cause I knew if I broke
They’d have some pieces to send
I gave into the dark
I gave into the night
I was feeling so good
I was feeling alright
I’m leaving this world tonight
I’m leaving this world tonight
I’m leaving this world tonight
Star hopping in my topaz satellite
Come on
Come on
Come on
Come on
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South of Northern Californian Girl
I met her at a biker bar in San Jose
Trying not to stare when she looked my way
Hair over her shoulder flowing dark and brown
With eyes to deep to hide inside if to be found
She rolled up her sleeve to show off drying ink
She said, “It’s new this morning, what do you think?”
I said, “It’s kind of hard to see here from this booth I took,
Would you mind if I came over and got a better look?”
I’m a lost soul with a vacant heart
Traveling the underground world
Trying to find a way to make a brand new start
With a south of northern Californian girl
We had a couple drinks, that is, a couple ten
She’d long ago forgot to know when to say when
She asked me if I’d order up some harder stuff
I said that I thought maybe she’d had enough
She whispered in my ear that she was hard to get
Then she walked outside to smoke another cigarette
Waiting at the bar just trying to keep my cool
Wondering if she’d left me for another fool
I’m a lost soul with a vacant heart
Traveling the underground world
Trying to find a way to make a brand new start
With a south of northern Californian girl
Just then she walked back in with a motel room key
I thanked God and Tom Bodett for leaving the light on for me
I paid our bill and we stepped out underneath the moon
She took my hand and said hurry up, she’d be leaving soon
Unbuttoning her coat, I asked, “What do you really want?”
She said, “I’ll take another drink, and five hundred upfront.”
It was then I sadly realized she was one of them
Had I known before I’d have hit the ATM
I’m a lost soul with a vacant heart
Traveling the underground world
Trying to find a way to make a brand new start
With a south of northern Californian girl
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Why Can’t I Just Get Along?
My petticoat blew open, so he stuck the dagger in
And said, “Welcome to America, good God where have you been?”
I missed you at the seminar when we all went to get cured
I’d tell you how I’m feeling now, but I can’t afford the word
Why can’t I just get along?
I used to know the land I’m walking, I used to know the air I breathe
But these days I don’t know much of anything, lest they say I’ve got the need
All I wanted was an explanation, but that’s too much to ask
Of these condescending puppeteers behind the drunken masks
Why can’t I just get along?
See them flaunting their nickels and dimes across the panorama in their minds
In the barcodes of their primes with nothing to prescribe
The truth hurts, but it’s all I’ve got
I don’t hide, ‘cause I never get caught
I don’t care if they like it or not
I only want to feel
I only want to feel
I only want to feel that I’m alive
Why can’t I just get along?
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I Run Away
03:28
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I Run Away
My nocturnal ancestors were brewing up a plague
They passed it down as sedentary, ordinary ways
Their ways
I run away
When I saw the ragamuffin watching from the closet
I thought that maybe he was out of place
But then I realized the dirty mirror had changed his face
His face
I run away
Run
So long wasted wishes
Take the dip, it’s so delicious
The balladeer has no place to refrain
And did you see the fire burning in the lobby of his brain?
His brain
I run away
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Nothing To Hide
06:26
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Nothing To Hide
There’s no, nothing for me to feel
‘Cause when you left here, you left here with all you could steal
You were sure I’d never notice the signs
But had you told me, I might’ve come back
I might’ve come back on time
But now I’ve been talking to myself
‘Cause there ain’t nobody else
And that’s the way it goes sometimes
And this arrangement that you bring
It don’t change anything
Because I’ve still got nothing to hide
So don’t tell me I’m not the one you knew
It kinda hurts when no one believes in you
I ain’t sorry, no I ain’t sorry if I showed you no shame
‘Cause if you want me
I’ll always be…
I’ll be the one you can blame
But now I’ve been talking to myself
‘Cause there ain’t nobody else
And that’s the way it goes sometimes
And this arrangement that you bring
It don’t change anything
Because I’ve still got nothing to hide
Well I called you late last night after dinner
Somebody told me, they told me that you weren’t at home
Now clearly I see not all of us can be winners
There’s got to be some of us, got to be some of us left holding the phone
But now I’ve been talking to myself
‘Cause there ain’t nobody else
And that’s the way it goes sometimes
And this arrangement that you bring
It don’t change anything
Because I’ve still got nothing
Because I’ve still got nothing
Because I’ve still got nothing to hide
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Lazy Daze
06:56
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Lazy Daze
No, she don’t know your name
She don’t know your name
She don’t know your name
No, she won’t play your game
If it’s all the same
She won’t play your game
She don’t slow down for no yellow
She don’t slow down for no yellow
Ain’t got no time for your hello
So keep watching, ‘cause she’s fading slow
Lazy daze got her on
Lazy daze got her on
Lazy daze got her on the run
Gonna have to steal some fun
Gonna have to steal some fun
Gonna have to steal some fun
Before the day is done
Dead ends and blank despair
Oh, she’s almost there
Oh, she’s almost there
Misery everywhere
She’s almost there
But she just don’t care
She don’t slow down for no yellow
She don’t slow down for no yellow
Ain’t got no time for your hello
So keep watching, ‘cause she’s fading slow
Lazy daze got her on
Lazy daze got her on
Lazy daze got her on the run
Gonna have to steal some fun
Gonna have to steal some fun
Gonna have to steal some fun
Before the day is done
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Goodnight, Sweet Lady
02:43
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Goodnight, Sweet Lady
Goodnight, sweet lady
Ain’t no need to cry
I’ll be there to dry your eye
Goodnight, sweet lady
Ain’t no reason why
Those clouds got to cover your sky
No more rainy days to wander by
No more rainy days for you and I
Goodnight, sweet lady
Let me be the guy
To sing your goodnight lullaby
Goodnight
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Tyler Jakes
Tyler Jakes is an independent singer-songwriter/producer with an eclectic variety of influences ranging from garage rock to folk to punk to blues. His music has appeared on TV shows such as Deadliest Catch and Survivor, and his songs have charted multiple times in the Top 20 on U.S. terrestrial radio stations. Pulse magazine says, "Jakes is intent on laying down some truly dirty rock and roll." ... more
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