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Breakdown
04:30
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When the going gets rough
and it's too hard not to be tough
grab your boots and an old long coat
and a friendly bottle for your aching throat
When you stumble...
When you stumble don't be afraid
Breakdown, you know sometimes you've gotta...
Breakdown by the side of the road
Breakdown and love life from the gutter
Breakdown, watching the stars grow old
Breakdown, you know sometimes you've gotta
Breakdown and sing out loud
Breakdown and love life from the gutter
Breakdown before the lights go out
Before the lights go out...
Feeling tired and you're out of work
With bloodshot eyes and a mouthful of dirt
So find a friend who's as broken as you
Put our feet on the road, put some miles in your shoes
When you stumble...
When you stumble don't be afraid
Breakdown, you know sometimes you've gotta...
Breakdown by the side of the road
Breakdown and love life from the gutter
Breakdown, watching the stars grow old
Breakdown, you know sometimes you've gotta
Breakdown and sing out loud
Breakdown and love life from the gutter
Breakdown before the lights go out
Before the lights go out...
Empty heart and an aching head
Sad luck dreams in a stranger's bed
Memories of your old home town
So damn deep that you're bound to drown
When you stumble...
When you stumble don't be afraid
Breakdown, you know sometimes you've gotta...
Breakdown by the side of the road
Breakdown and love life from the gutter
Breakdown, watching the stars grow old
Breakdown, you know sometimes you've gotta
Breakdown and sing out loud
Breakdown and love life from the gutter
Breakdown before the lights go out
Before the lights go out...
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Cicada Song
03:07
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Sitting by the lakeside, letting my eyes drift into the night
That old cicada song like a long lost and forgotten lullaby
I could die a happy man underneath the grass and sand and sky
If you find my skeleton a-smilin', just leave me where I lie
There's a silver light that shines just behind my fragile flesh and skin
It binds me to the earth and stars and guides me like a father from within
When I'm feeling low I ride my woes up where the air is cold and thin
Just to get a better view of everywhere I've gone and haven't been
When my final mortal thoughts are smothered by eternal burning fire
The last sound that I'd like to hear, the heavy breath of someone I desire
There's no sweeter way to go, ain't no better way to bite the wire
I can only hope my luck is up when it's my time to expire
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3. |
Gallows
03:06
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I'm walking to the gallows a wealthy man
I'm walking to the gallows a wealthy man
Got a thousand broken memories
I've done the best I can
I'm walking to the gallows a wealthy man
Please don't tell my true love what I done
Please don't tell my true love what I done
Of all the men she's had before
I'm the only one
Please don't tell my true love what I done
If I fly on high or burn below
If I fly on high or burn below
It doesn't matter anyhow
I'll die before I go
If I fly on high or burn below
I'm walking to the gallows a wealthy man
I'm walking to the gallows a wealthy man
I'm walking to the gallows a wealthy man...
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4. |
Two Stars
02:35
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The years they sit heavy, the minutes ride fast
You can cut through this night like a knife
Grey hours of November are hard to remember
When weather is the measure of life
There's two stars in the night
And we're down four bottles of wine
Two stars in the night
And we're down four bottles of wine
You went through the door, walked into the dark
You knew not what you would find
The thing that you feared was alone in your heart
The beating of blood and of time
There's two stars in the night
And we're down four bottles of wine
Two stars in the night
And we're down four bottles of wine
The rainclouds came, the sadness is grown
The lightning and thunder caught fire
The greatest love that you found was back home
When hearts are confused by desire
There's two stars in the night
And we're down four bottles of wine
Two stars in the night
And we're down four bottles of wine
There's two stars in the night
And we're down four bottles of wine
Two stars in the night
And we're down four bottles of wine
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5. |
Lullabye
02:52
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Across the sea, across the empty sea
A stranger waits for you and me
Alone she waits, marking the days as they fade
Eternally
La la...
Last lullaby
La la...
Last lullaby
The end is coming, the wires are humming
There ain't nowhere left to run
The air is thick now, you're getting sick now
The beginning of the end has just begun
La la...
Last lullaby
La la...
Last lullaby
As above and so below, at least that's how the story goes
All will be as it was before
There is no sleep here, but don't you fear my dear
This world will turn forevermore
La la...
Last lullaby
La la...
Last lullaby
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Whiskey & Starlight
03:07
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It's getting late, I feel sassy
Wanna jump out of this car and drink with you
It's getting late, I feel sexy
Wanna go find a bar and drink with you
It's getting late, I feel nasty
Wanna open a bottle and get fucked up with you...
Cause it's these moments, these summers
Together...
Cigarettes and road dogs, whiskey and starlight
We're lost... and found
It's getting late, I'm sad and lonely
Drowning my sorrows, looking for you
It's getting late, my one and only
Hope is lost, what can I do
It's getting late, the bottle's empty
I'm alone in a bar again, fuck you
Cause it's these moments, these summers
Together...
Cigarettes and road dogs, whiskey and starlight
We're lost... and found
Sun's going down, my night is started
Light up my first one thinking of you
Sun's going down, my car's a-rumblin'
Hitting the town I'm trouble for two
Sun's going down, my arms ain't empty
Each drink's a double and she ain't you
Cause it's these moments, these summers
Together...
Cigarettes and road dogs, whiskey and starlight
We're lost... and found
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7. |
Crow on Her Shoulder
01:56
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Rita's
01:49
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I went down to Rita's to get myself a drink
To sit up in that old French Quarter trying not to think
About that girl who left me, way up in old Chi-town
About that girl who left me in a gutter way downtown
The waitress, she's a sweet one
With hair as dark as night
She always gets me through my day
And makes me feel alright
There's no place like Rita's
Down on old Royale
No place like that old French Quarter
I know so well...
I went down to Rita's to get myself a drink
To sit up in that old French Quarter trying not to think
About that girl who left me, way up in old Chi-town
About that girl who left me in a gutter way downtown
All I know
is that old Southern smell
thunder on the pavement
and broken hearts that dwell
On barstool after barstool
forever on the years
People change but all I see
is whiskey through my tears...
I went down to Rita's to get myself a drink
To sit up in that old French Quarter trying not to think
About that girl who left me, way up in old Chi-town
About that girl who left me in a gutter way downtown
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Sesame Street
02:20
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Once there was a street, a magic street of magic learning
Where all the children laughed and cried and sang
But then the dark days came and all the magic went away
It was replaced with the criminally insane
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
The Cookie Monster eats the little cookie children's heads
While Big Bird laughs and smokes his big cigar
Elmo's counting track marks while The Count is counting money
In the back of his big, black expensive car
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Sesame Street is a dead end street
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
Where is Snuffleupagus?
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10. |
Goodbye Booze
03:13
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You broke my head and you tore my clothes
So goodbye booze, it's time to go
Well we had a good time, but we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done to me
So goodbye booze
Forevermore
My boozing days
Will soon be o'er
We had a good time
But we couldn't agree
So you see what booze
Has done to me
You broke my head and you broke my heart
So goodbye booze, it's time we part
'Cause we had a good time, but we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done to me
So goodbye booze
Forevermore
My boozing days
Will soon be o'er
We had a good time
But we couldn't agree
So you see what booze
Has done to me
You whispered low, how sweet the sound
Won't you take another ride on my merry-go-round
'Cause we had a good time, but we couldn't agree
So you see what booze has done to me
So goodbye booze
Forevermore
My boozing days
Will soon be o'er
We had a good time
But we couldn't agree
So you see what booze
Has done to me
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11. |
Throw the Goat
04:02
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One of these magicians is bound to get it right
Another damned musician in the middle of the night
The whores are stumbling out from the darkness of their rooms
The whole town's looking up the street to see what he can do
He throws the goat, throw the goat
Let's get the people swaying
Throw the goat, throw the goat
Rock out like you're praying
Throw the goat, throw the goat
No time can be wasted
We're watching history make itself
Let's strip our souls buck naked
The magician lifts his hand, not once, but twice and a third time
The tightrope walker's holding fast to the arms of the birdman
The crowd is hushed and still again, no one knows what we're needing
Except some goddamn magic fast so we don't forget we're living
We throw the goat, throw the goat
Let's get the people swaying
Throw the goat, throw the goat
Rock out like we're praying
Throw the goat, throw the goat
No time can be wasted
We're watching history make itself
Let's strip our souls buck naked
He reaches in his pocket, silver flashes in his hand
Smoke curls from his fingers like a shotgun on the lam
A smile across his face, as he tips his flask and drinks
"A toast!" he yells, "To rock and roll!" and then begins to sing...
Throw the goat, throw the goat
Let's get the people swaying
Throw the goat, throw the goat
Rock out like we're praying
Throw the goat, throw the goat
No time can be wasted
We're watching history make itself
Let's strip our souls buck naked
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Vagabondage San Francisco, California
Vagabondage is a Bay Area, California based folk-punk band that was born over nachos and wine on a tiny stage in an empty theater in San Francisco’s Mission District. With flasks held high, they play songs of heartbreak, hope, and doom, and have been getting people up on their feet to yell, drink, and sing along to their original songs since 2008. ... more
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