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Yogi
03:38
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It’s fifty percent mental, ninety percent fate
It ain't over till it’s over, and I say it ain’t!
I'm a little bit brash and known to be late
The hell with your lies, I’m a sinner of my day…
Oh Yogi, I wanna be king
I wanna feel like a god, and praised like a saint
The prince of a town will never get far
When he rests on his laurels, never gains a scar
He'll jump from the bridge, feet never hit the floor
Wonders why his nickel ain't worth a dime anymore
If he don’t make it, you know he’ll be fine
He'll take his toys and move on down the line
Now I'm a man who'll take what I get
It’s like déjà vu, all over again…
Oh Yogi, I wanna be king
I wanna feel like a god, and praised like a saint
I wanna look down from the mountains of the empire state
I wanna wave to the crowds through my ticker tape
She told her mama one day she'd be proud
Her name in lights, on stage for the crowd
She dances like an angel, queen of Swan Lake
Nimble as a thimble, from any small state
Now that she’s made it you know she'll be fine
She said “I gave it my all, put it all on the line.”
Now night after night she dances for them
It’s like déjà vu all over again…
Oh Yogi, I wanna be king
I wanna feel like a god, praised like a saint
I wanna look down from the mountains of the Empire State
I wanna wave to the crowds through my ticker tape.
Oh Yogi, I wanna be king
Maybe I'll marry that Marylyn, like Joey D.
I wanna wake up in that city that doesn't sleep
Oh, Yogi, I wanna be king.
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Mango Tree
03:18
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It was summer love, you were my first kiss
Even though I'd never admit
You were so damn cool, sitting by the pool
Reading magazines with the girls from school
Nothing to lose I took a chance,
Stared at my shoes and asked you your plans
I took you to Ben Folds, you taught me to dance
We played the game of who could care less
Won’t you sit with me underneath the mango tree
Where the words were hushed like we wanted them to be
We talked all night as we tried to make it right
The world seemed bright underneath the blue skies
It was summer love, and its still might be
Cuz time ain’t never meant much to me
You were so damn fine, I was so damn green
You were the cutest girl I’d ever seen
With your ocean hair breezin’ down the beach
Showing you off in that southern heat.
The fireworks above, were in your eyes
As you whispered these words and said goodbye.
Won't you sit with me underneath the mango tree
Where the words were hushed like we wanted them to be
We talked all night as we tried to make it right
The world seemed bright underneath the blue skies
Won’t you think of me underneath the mango tree
Where the words were hushed like we wanted them to be
We talked all night as we tried to make it right
The world seemed bright underneath the blue skies
Now you've got me thinking those things
That I always wanted to say
All those words and harmonies
That make the birds and trees swing
Now you got me humming along
Now you've got me singing this song
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Bonaire
04:32
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Wake up in the morning, I can see the distance
What a beautiful life, beautiful place to begin
She rolls over says “whatcha thinking?
How many days you gonna wait to live?”
Today is all about what you make it
No lies, no fate, sins to forget
So grab at your dreams and chase them
No time to waste living with those regrets
When I close my eyes all I see’s an old man staring back at me
Dreaming all the dreams he missed
“If you won’t stop dreamin’ ‘bout tomorrow,
How am I supposed to go and live the day?”
Call on my brothers, call on my dear friends
We can love one another, that’s what we’ll be in the end
Maddy’s dancing up and on the lawn
Doing cartwheels, signing all her little songs
Oh no, if you didn’t know her, you’d say she’s wasting till its gone
She is not dreaming about tomorrow,
Breathing each and every little breath.
Cuz she believes in this moment
Thankful for every chance that she gets.
“The sun will rise and I’ll keep winning
Doing the things I always did, live my life with no regrets.
If you won’t stop dreaming about tomorrow, how am I supposed to live the day!”
Call on my brothers, call on my dear friends
We can love one another, that’s what we’ll be in the end
We can turn it all off, and step out to where we begin
We've got one shot, its enough, to make it all count where we stand.
Now I can’t see what you believe
Taking all your time from me
Taking all the things you stole
Miss my life from before
Now I will be here in the end
Standing side-by-side with my friends
I will stand for what I believe
Taking back all you see
Won’t waste my time “living in sin”
Be thankful for all my kin
Treasure all the words you speak
All the things that make me me
Like going on down the record store,
Visit my friend Rivers Cuomo
Singing “What’s a matter, what’s a matter, what’s a matter with you
What’s a matter babe, are ya feelin’ blue.”
Call on my brothers, call on my dear friends
We can love one another, that’s what we’ll be in the end
We can turn it all off, and step out to where we begin
We've got one shot, its enough, to make it all count where we stand.
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4. |
McFarlane's Lantern
03:36
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When the moon is high and the sky is bright we'll take the streets tonight
We’ll walk on to the other side where I know I’ll be alright
We take our time, to make these rhymes and throw away our fears
Cuz we're drinkin’ in those ports where there’s only been good years
Where we’ve sang:
Hey Oh, Hey Oh, Singin’ Oh A Oh, A Oh
She winks at me from across the bar, and I know that she’ll be mine
But tonight I’m drinkin’ with my friends so she'll have to bide her time
We’ll fill our cups, blow some guff, and curse away despair
We’ll raise our glass to maidens and lasses, and those no longer here
As we sing…
Hey Oh, Hey Oh, Singing Oh A Oh, A Oh
Now I don't care that you're telling me those lies
Cuz I’ll be drunk here, waiting by my lonesome side
I don’t care who you are takin’ home tonight
As long as for you go, you'll dance and sing with me tonight!
Sing:
Hey Oh, Hey Oh, Singing Oh Ah Oh, Ah Oh
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A Miami based Indie Beach Pop band who grew up on the waters of Biscayne Bay, and enjoy the allures that drew a past generation to South Florida. The band draws its inspiration from the bohemian lifestyle mixed with a variety of artists old and new. Fans proclaim influences from Paul Simon and Harry Belafonte to Sublime and Vampire Weekend. ... more
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