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Hometown Snakes (Demo)
04:47
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There's a Camaro rotting in the woods
Hometown snakes under the hood
Optimism is at an all time low
But Oxycodone keeps the living slow
A decade of Rope
A decade of Chains
It's all the Same
Socket Wrenches
White Pine Planks
Bedtime rhythm keeps you awake
Auspicious weather for weeks
Put me on your calendar, so we can talk about my needs
A decade of Rope
A decade of Chains
It's all the Same
Hosanna
Oil slick puddles, tar in the sink.
Twenty mile round trip is longer than you think.
Our allegiance is tuned in our bones
Like carburetors singing highway songs.
A decade of strokes
This decade of chains
It's all the same
A pallbearer in a t-shirt
El gato es ciego
Free drinks in pay dirt
The loudest asshole in the room
Is screaming about his flip- flops-- hope he's leaving soon
A decade of smoke
A decade of chains
It's all the same
Hosanna
(for matthew)
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Saxophone waterfall
We'll wade out past the radio's call
Smooth jazz waves
Carry us away
Hightide moon at the end of the day
It's a wild oak love song
stretch out and climb to the top
Low gear loss heading down the hill
Manual transmission, ornament ordeal
Weekend warriors and traffic scares
Nylon strings as she moves through the fair.
It's a wild oak love song
stretch out and climb to the top
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Coastal Pistol (Demo)
02:51
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Silver freakout coastal pistol
Oh red train! orange blossom special.
Don't ease me in, don't blow me away
Weave a basket, talk your shit man
Smoking schwag out of a coke can.
Back it up, pack it up again.
We got orange juice, we got monster trucks
Saturday morning, we just don't give a fuck.
Dropping in, drink it up again.
Palm trees and your third eye
You know a garden don't have to try.
This old hound dog is taking a bite out of crime.
Looks like rain, like Weir in '73
Chips and putts, my short game's killing me.
I'm out in the woods.
Tailgating, tie your cushions on.
I hate traveling alone.
Gas stations and books on tape.
Let's invent a new national past time
Bald eagle suicide hotline
Roll it over, take a toll on me.
Palm trees and your third eye
You know a garden don't have to try.
This old hound dog is taking a bite out of crime.
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