1. |
She's Got a Gun
02:08
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she's got a gun
she's gonna knock off everyone
all you can say is so long, lack-a-day
she's got a knife
she's gonna cut right through the night
all you can say is so long, lack-a-day
and we talk gibberish, you can't wait for the bill
cheap motel but you won't recapture the thrill
Jesus Christ you know i'm right but you still
eyes we're opening
eyes we're opening
she's got a gun
she's gonna knock 'em off one by one
all you can say is so long, lack-a-day
she's got a knife
she's gonna cut right through your life
all you can say is so long, lack-a-day
so long, lack-a-day
so long...
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2. |
Astrogirl
02:26
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3. |
Do You Believe in Jazz?
04:17
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i board a cab i said, where to now?
i could use a beer, i wanna hit the town
but the driver, like i'm some kinda spazz
he asks, do you believe in jazz?
then i catch melissa out one weekend night,
she hit the pictures with her only son bryce
while the man on the couch back home
just soaks his brain
and up in heaven i just feel all right
i'm only joshin' i always was that type
but then my privilege just feels so thin
and i do believe it's a sin
that when we wake up it's always to this world
now out on third's where i heard the worst thing yet
this girl she says she's gonna place her bet
on a rich man and the things he has
and so i asks,
real smart-ass,
do you believe in jazz?
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4. |
Crown Vic
03:54
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layne, you're strumming down the freeways again
you parked your chevrolet in the Seine
your french is atrocious
and how'd ya spell "Saint Michel?" how'd ya like je m'appelles?
layne, a rusty bayonet in the rain
you made it back to London okay
but hidden agendas never sit so well you're ridin' a
crown vic, closer than you think (x3)
you're standing on the brink this time
layne, all you ever do is complain
she took that helicopter to Spain
and left you for dead, kid
she calls it her whirlybird and Christ, you don't miss a word
layne, what you tryin' to do to me, layne?
we got kicked out of Manchester, babe
and hung with the Fall guys
but now it's swell, i'm just doin' so well in a
crown vic, closer than you think
you're standing on the brink this time
do do do do do do do do do...
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