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...To the Lake!
02:15
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I'm going to the Lake
[I say this a bajillion times so here is what it rhymes with:]
V1: No matter what you say / I just need a break
V2: Going through a change / & I ain't actin strange / there's just not a lot to say
V3/Bridge: Woo-ooo uh-huh...
V4: End of the day / man the sky is grey / jump on the highway / me n' my mistakes / yeah but that's ok / in fact I'm feeling great
V5: And I just can't wait / And I'm on my way / speeding by landscapes / flowers on the hill about I-88
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Little House
03:49
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I'm gonna build a little house
in the middle of the interstate
Yes I will - a little house
in between the North and South-bound highways
Where the grass grows long
and I can feel life moving on
and I can scream from the top of my lungs
"Hallelujah!"
I'm gonna build a little house
in the middle of the interstate
I'm gonna fill my mouth
with I-HOP pancakes
...Or whatever's up the ramp
from wherever I am
and It may not be too glam
but that's the plan - I don't see why I can't!
From a billboard at dawn
I'll sit and watch the city lights switch on
and I'll feel just like Elton John
counting headlights on the highway
And if they take me away
I'll pay whatever fine they want me to pay
and I'll come back the very next day
I daresay!
I'm gonna build a little house
in the middle of the interstate
yes I will - a little house
'cuz i just need a little space
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Rockford Rock
03:48
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I met a girl who dances for a living out in Rockford
We got to talking as she was locking up her shop
Well the first thing she told me was "he treats me so mean
So I'm going to Minnesota, gonna do my own thing
I don't wanna live in Rockford
Woah-oh-oh-oh no
Baby gotta go"
Soon it was afternoon and I was headed out of Rockford
Thinking about the girl and how she must see the world
She was only 21, she did way too many drugs
When I asked her about the president
All she does is shrugs and says,
"I can't change the world from out in Rockford"
Woah-oh-oh-oh no
Baby I don't know
Well maybe she was right but honey, tonight,
I just don't get it
It seems we should plant our feet and stand our ground
We'll get a tiny little house that won't be blowing down
no matter who's a-huffin' and a-puffin' around
and there won't be no such thing as a small town
Woah-oh-oh-oh no
I don't wanna go
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I've seen beautiful things
I've seen beautiful things
I feel lucky to be alive
White snow, white sand on the beach
Rainbows over my street
sometimes I can't believe my eyes
My world's a tiny little slice of heaven
Falling from the sky
Hey - this is the life!
But now, 2018:
Things aren't quite what they seem
Everybody seems so mean sometimes
Well, I must've lucked out on a deal
Born a boring, bland, white guy
"Hey - what a nice guy!"
They tell me "what a nice guy"
As I'm passing by
And I don't even have to try
So far so good - Are you with me so far?
White guy, electric guitar
Singing and playing the blues on Chicago's North Side
You know I just want to be the Beatles
But I'm having a hard time
Saying what's on my mind
Because what's on my mind
is, "maybe we should step aside,
we've always had the mic"
Been wondering what it all means
to be strumming these strings
'till now I never questioned why
But no matter how bad I feel
I'll never know what's like
not to be a white guy
Oh, but I'm a nice guy
how can I really say anything
on which you can rely?
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American Souls
04:02
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Well, I'm waiting for the light to come on
and I'm praying it ain't really there
Oh, I'm closing my eyes and hoping the monsters are gone
I'm running up the basement stairs
We were playing with the ouija board
it was late, a voice said, "hey, can I play?"
When we asked the evil spirits who they were coming for,
it just spelled out "U... S...A."
Well, sweet baby Jesus, when are you coming home?
When will this world be saved?
Will there be room in heaven for our American Souls
When flowers grow on our graves?
Hush now child don't you worry no more
even evil demons have their end
I can't say it ain't really there, so I won't anymore
but It's safe to say the sun will come out again
Have faith and pray the sun will come out again
Have faith and pray for a brand new day
the sun will come out again
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Andrew Robert Palmer Chicago, Illinois
I'm a regular guy doing a very small thing.
Chicago-based. Sometimes rock, sometimes folk.
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