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Evangeline
05:17
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You gone a million miles
You got a million smiles
You done everything
Everything
But you took a little bump in the ring
You used to hold the title in
Evangeline
So you let them buy you
Let them try you
Crucify you
Or did you make that part up?
Like the names we used
Or the Mexican Delegation
You didn’t come within inches of
Evangeline
One day you’ll turn into everything
That you were meant to be
One day you’ll turn into everything
Evangeline
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2. |
Arm in Arm
04:29
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Day after day these thoughts fill my head
Night after night these drinks fill my hands
And I think because I like to think
Time is only half on my side
They keep telling me
You won't get any younger
You won't get any stronger
You won't last too much longer
And I won't see you any more
I want to arm in arm with all my heroes
But they keep telling me that's a wish for a dreamer
But you know I've dreamed a thousand times before
And I've stopped in my tracks
To see your ghost and your face painted in the trees
They keep telling me
You won't get any younger
You won't get any stronger
You won't last too much longer
And I won't see you any more
Day after day these thoughts fill my head
Hour by hour these drinks passing right through my hands
And I think--I always liked to think--
Time is only half on our side
They keep telling me
You won't get any younger
You won't get any stronger
I can’t last too much longer
And I won't see you any more
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3. |
Forty Days, Forty Nights
03:55
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Still thinking about you
It's all I do
Been coming unraveled
Been getting unglued
You were ready to rumble
You were ready to rock
Can't tell the tragedy here
From the farce
So many days
So many nights
If this is the big one
Let's do it right
Got to cross oceans to be sure
When the firmament pours
Half of these things don't mean shit to me
But I'm so easily convinced of their necessity
Let's tie them together
Maybe some of them float
And let the current take the boat
Forty days, forty nights
This is a big one
Let's do it right
Drop to all fours and get on board
When the firmament pours
My heart still quickens
At the mere suggestion
Of another way
To touch the center
Of you again
These are the days
These are the nights
This is a good one
Let's do it right
Until the love that does endure
Over the firmament pours
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4. |
Big Mac Blues
02:45
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I be a wary traveler so I set out for a bite
Hadn't had a thing to eat since the twinkie I ate last night
I saw them golden arches stark and shiny in the sky
I had to have a Big Mac, taste those sweet french fries
I been down in Texas
And I been blue in Maine
But I never been to a place it didn't rain
O, I ain't never been so low
As when I was sittin' there in Reno
With a Big Mac in my hand
I walked up to the counter
I said, "Can you help me please?
I don't want an Egg-McMuffin
Or a Quarter-Pounder with Cheese.
There's only one thing you got here
That'll drive my blues away.
I got to have a Big Mac!"
She said, "Is that to go or stay?"
I been down in Texas
And I been blue in Maine
But I never been to a place it didn't rain
O, I ain't never been so low
As when I was sittin' there in Reno
With a Big Mac in my hand
I hadn't thought about that
And as I was goin' to speak
I heard them engines rumble
And those tires begin to creak
And there she went off down the road
Into the setting sun
That bus done gone and left me
With my burger and three buns
I been down in Texas
And I been blue in Maine
But I never been to a place it didn't rain
O, I ain't never been so low
As when I was sittin' there in Reno
With a Big Mac in my hand
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5. |
Junkyard Bethlehem
07:26
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There’s lotus blooming in the old canal
Painted doorways, perspectival cherubim
And the Francis Scott Key Hotel
Where you bought your wedding dress lifetimes ago
And this one, circling now
Bowstring drawn up in arms
My still beating heart
Lay bare my chest to let his arrows in
Curious, we navigate the right-hand margin of the Civil War
Unjustified past night clubs, tired balconies
Fake sawbones shops and painted-over gore
The kids are gonna have to take
the long way home again
Militia lie in ambush in the orchards for them
I can’t keep finding you out cold
Out of this song, out of your story, out of mind
Maybe your were looking for a place
to lay your bones when it was time
No one ever signs up for the hand we’re dealt
And you made damn sure
None of us have that excuse again
We’ve slipped this knot down-line
So far, so long, so many times
That we can’t recognize a noose
Complain there’s no one left to hang it’s just as well
Not one of us would cut the others down
If we got loose
You carried us ‘cross continent
From Israel Creek to this sweet union blue
Sobbing, cresting, joined in locust song
We celebrate you Red, you brilliant beast
Drunk on pilgrims blood we feast
As we go slouching back into your
Junkyard Bethlehem
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Cruel
02:36
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They tell you growing up hearts are meant to be broken
And here all of this time you thought that they were just being cruel
Now you know for sure you’ve got one too
What the fuck is my utter and total malfunction
I’ve drunk some demons dry
Drowned myself in more than a few
None of them an ocean quite like you
Some days feel like I’ve seen too much
You could knock me over with the faintest touch
How much more is it gonna take
Before something you love breaks
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7. |
Gatecrasher's Bliss
04:24
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Daddy’s coming back to earth
In a little capsule
Full of radiance and mirth
Agony and rapture
One light to light this one along her way
You’ll have your own Kansas
Your own Wyandotte
Your own Gatecrasher’s Bliss
Your own wooden soldier
Your own Superman
Your own chance to do this
One light to light this one along her way
I want everything for you
I tell myself I had
And you remind me that I do
Like nobody else has
One light to light this one along her way
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8. |
Affection Plow
03:00
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