1. |
Unbalanced
05:41
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(Michael Roe/Mark Harmon/Bruce Spencer)
I come with lines, you talk in circles
I own the blues, you rent the color purple
I scream for ice cream, you whisper for wine
You do your life, baby I do my time
I've got time, you've got none
You know all and I know some
I fall short, you stand tall
You conceal and I show it all
I like playgrounds, you love games
I nail things down and you rearrange
You loved early and I love late
You throw the dishes, babe I just clean my plate
repeat chorus
You plant a family, I dig a space
I watch my back while you wash your face
You work for money and I play for fun
Babe you're so inviting but I still can't come
When I think of getting deeper with it baby
You throw on something deep and purple baby
Unlike me diggin' Donnie Lee and the Children of Truth babe
Sit down! Shut up! listen to me go crazy...
repeat chorus twice, substitute last line with:
you conceive and I abort all
repeat chorus
hey, yeah, I show it
yeah, show it- don't blow it
hey- hey- owwwww!
too much baby, alright
© 1999 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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2. |
Sevens
05:17
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(Michael Roe/Mark Harmon/Bruce Spencer)
Did you know my eyes were blue?
The day we met my heart was too
Now you say the color's changed
You're staring down a darker shade
of the man you knew
He painted on your shoulder blade
A love declared, a cheap display
scarred for life, your choice is always made
A paradise is what you throw away, throw away...
Seven come eleven, roll me baby
Blind faith in the call you'll make
If I play pokerface and walk away
You'll throw sevens
Underneath the sea of love
We always set our sails above
You knew not to push until I shoved
Hard enough to feel the tidal wave
I was there to see that you were safe
From every little storm that ever raged
Now we're drowning and there's nothing left to save
Can you see me? Tossing my love overboard and I'm blown away...
REPEAT CHORUS
Here's your lucky day, you got all you wanted from me
Roll another bone for your history
You don't know what you're doing
You don't know at all
Burning down your love like a cigarette
You burn it down 'til there's nothing left.
You don't know what you'll ruin
You don't know at all
You can't bet on your love like a winning hand
Suck it up 'til the money's all gone.
You don't know what your running
Your game is gonna fall
Throwing down your love 'til there's nothing left... There's nothing left....
© 1999 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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3. |
The Years Go Down
05:29
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(Michael Roe/Mark Harmon/Bruce Spencer)
I was lying on the inside
All snuggled safe and warm
Now I'm crying on the outside 'cuz all my keys won't fit the door
I'd survive in sunny weather
A little rainfall now and then
But I can't abide this endless desert storm of dry bones, sand, and wind
And so I say, I don't know why, I don't know why
The years go down, the years turn 'round
And now it's comin' down it's comin' down again
Was I ever on the inside?
Time was on my side for so long
'Til it said so long to me
Then it fled and left for dead this dying body on some dead man's property
Did I fall down on the first round?
Will I get up for the last?
Too many choices wrong and oh so long forgotten buried deep inside my little shallow past
What can I say?
I don't know why, I don't know why
(deep water stranded high and dry)
The years go down, the years turn 'round
And now it's comin' down it's comin' 'round again
I looked happy on the outside
To the world, to the world, say it again
The years go down, the years turn 'round
And now it's comin' down it's comin' down again
I was happy on the outside
To the world, to the world, to the world
I realize I'm outside
Every day, every night
Will I ever get it right?
I realize You're inside
You and me, could it be
I'm set free
I realize I'm outside
Clinging to the past
My world is dying and I keep on crying watching every precious day go
right on past
And so I say
I don't know why, I don't know why
Everybody has to die
The years go down, the years turn 'round
And it's comin' down, comin' down 'til everybody's in the ground
Are you happy on the inside?
To the world, to the world, say it again
The years go down, the years turn 'round
And it's comin' down, comin' down 'til everybody's in the ground
Are you happy on the inside?
© 1999 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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4. |
The Best I Have
04:50
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(Michael Roe/Mark Harmon/Bruce Spencer)
Look in my eyes again
As blue as they've ever been
but so far down is not the end
I got a little crazy
Left you out in a purple haze
Now and then, I wonder
How you've been, babe?
Will you want it
Will you believe it
Knowing you'll live for ever and ever
never alone
in a life going home
is the best I have...
is the best I have...
I had a dream, I saw you
Left me in tears and swollen eyes
Come back baby while there's still time
Please let me hold you and tell you
that all that I have in hope for you
One more time together
I'd think about that if you wanted
CHORUS
Come to me, I want you to come back and see
Take the lovin' when you come to me, you come to me
It's possible to feel little lost 'til your heart unwinds
Give it time
CHORUS
© 1999 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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5. |
Blue Sky
03:43
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(Michael Roe/Mark Harmon/Bruce Spencer)
Moline
Saying what she didn't mean
Making like a Dairy Queen
Milking me when I was never gonna be the king
Well, I swear
She feathered up her little nest
to treat me like a little guest
She got the best and I swallowed all the rest
All she needed was a blue sky hangin' 'round
To keep the rain from coming down
I fell
Ran off half cocked pell mell
Got caught smoking in her little hell
Devil or angel, I could never tell
I jumped fence
Now I'm living in the present tense
No more little accidents
No more sideshow me the main event
All she needed was a blue sky hangin' 'round
To keep the rain from coming down
All she needed was a blue sky hangin' 'round
I need to know, I need to go
No rain
No rain
I got caught in the rain before
Telling you baby, won't get caught no more
All she needed was a blue sky hangin' 'round
All she needed was a blue train leaving town
All she needed was a blue sky hangin' 'round
I need to know, I need to go
All she needed was a blue sky hangin' 'round
All she needed was a blue train leaving town
All she needed was a blue sky hangin' 'round
All she needed
All she needed
All she needed
© 1999 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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(Music by Mark Harmon Words by Bruce Spencer/Michael Roe/Mark Harmon)
every minute
the angels come
gonna take away
another one i love
is someone in a hurry
to get it all done?
put on your wings
here comes another one
nothing left to do here
or talk about
board up the windows
we're gonna head on out
now we know the reason
for the undertow
so we don't forget
how deep the water goes
if you let me know
what i can do
i will surely try and help you
we are related
we cannot keep the box that we came in
gotta give it up
angel come down
and stretch my skin
inside out
upside down
and in
gonna bind my little hands
with my own deceit
spin me around
until my soul ends meet
if you let me know
what i can do
i will surely try and help you
we are related
we'll never need the roses once they're faded
we cannot keep the box that we came in
if you let me know
what i can do
i'm gonna surely try and help you
we are related
we cannot keep the box that we came in
gotta give it up
© 2001 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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(Music by Bruce Spencer Words by Bruce Spencer/Michael Roe)
i may be mr. magoo
but i see through you
stupid fool
old magoo
you got a way
to suck me in
and then you spit me out again
i try to take it on the chin
but i bump in to everything
you know the way to keep me blind
diggin' that silly old grin of mine
if i give you my world
and you don't want it
that's just fine
when i don't know my way around
i do all right
and i get along
my intuition is strong
i may be blind but
i know what's going on
i want to love but
i don't know the danger i'm in
forgetting all the trouble you've been
you keep me waiting in the wings
you're flying high
with all your friends
you sail me like a paper plane
then bring me down
to earth again
stupid fool
old magoo
when i don't know my way around
i do alright
and i get along
my intuition is strong
if you come along
i'll be going, going, gone
i may be mr. magoo
but i see through you
© 2001 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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(Michael Roe/Mark Harmon/Bruce Spencer)
You make a lot of money
She makes a lot of time
Counts it out and hands it over to you
Never asking nothing in return
'Cuz she trusts you
Believes in you too
You go around in circles
She goes home alone
You could be there with her
But she's still on her own
She's not looking for miracles
She's just looking for love
All she wants is you, because that's enough
She makes it all so easy
You make it all so hard
You've give her dirt
And tie her to the earth
She plants another flower in the sand
You got all the best excuses in the world
But they're not reasons
They don't even rhyme
She's a good woman
But you treat her like a bad little girl
She's a loser
In your little game
The victim of your big crime
She's always trying to work it out
You're only trying just to fit her in
To your self-serving plans and schemes
She thinks you're worth it
So she hangs around
And hangs another day on shattered hopes
And battered little dreams
You trample down your dirt
And harvest weeds
Her love grows
And she waters it so carefully
You scatter all her seedlings
With one wave of your hand
And she plants another flower in the sand
© 1995 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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(Michael Roe/Mark Harmon/Bruce Spencer)
I'm gonna move
Way out on the outskirts of town
Everybody dogged me
Yeah they dogged me right on down
They hit me once
They hit me twice
They hit me three times people
But that's alright, alright
'Cuz I'm gonna move
Yeah, I'm gonna move
Way outside of town
Yeah, they stick it to me
Right to my face
They put me right down to the ground
Put me right in my place
They hit me once
They hit me twice
They hit me three times people
But that's alright, alright
'Cuz I'm gonna move
Yeah, I'm gonna move
Way out on the outskirts, outskirts
Way outside of my town
I'm tellin' you people
I'll tell you right now
You better watch your step
Get yourself
Right out of this big bad town, yeah
They'll hit you once
They'll hit you twice
They'll hit you three times people
Three times people
But that's alright, alright
'Cuz I'm gonna move
Yeah I'm gonna move, well
Yeah I'm gonna move
I'm gonna, gonna move, well
Way out on the outskirts, outskirts
Way out on the outskirts
Outside of my town
© 1995 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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(Michael Roe/Mark Harmon/Bruce Spencer)
(I)
Yeah I come running
(Down)
Down the mountain of love
(I)
You know I'd been up there
(So long)
But I couldn't get enough
I've been look, looking
Checking my load, wondering how I pull it
I've been talk, talking
Talking out loud, talking to myself alone
(You)
Are you still waiting
(For)
For me to come home
(I)
You know I can't stand it
(Knowing)
You're there all alone
I've been run, running
Running from love, thinking I'd had enough
Ain't no fun, fun in
Laughing alone and living on my own
Am I done, done with
Checking it out, baby I got my doubts
Got no love, love left
Where can I go, I know I've wasted it
I know, I know I blew it, baby
Show me where to go now
I gotta find us something better
Will you wait there forever?
Who can understand the heart of a man
When his love grows cold then his heart turns old
Full of pride, love denied 'till he dies inside
(Love)
Love, love, love come running
(Home)
Back home to my heart
(Stay)
Won't you stay right there inside me
(Never, never)
Never to depart
(Ain't done nothing)
Nothing at all, building a wall inside me
(You did something)
Good to me
And now I can't be free
(Are you coming)
Coming around
To the new sound of my old footsteps
(You still love, love me)
You still love me
I know, I know I love you baby
And I know where to go now
I think I found us something better
We can be there forever
© 1995 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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12. |
Shotgun Angel
03:57
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(Bill Sprouse Jr.)
Well, I've been drivin' all night
And I know I'm gettin' tired
But I havn't got far to go
Think I'll push this southbound eighteen wheeler
A little farther on down the road
I've been drivin' like a fool,
Dodgin' all the truck stops
tryin' hard to make it home
I gotta' put the hammer down
Drive it in the ground
Think I'm goin' crazy just from
Drivin' alone
Well, my eyes are gettin' heavy
And I ran out of vitamins
Six or seven hours ago
So I thought I'd try to raise me a northbound jimmy
On my C.B. radio
I was breakin' for a copy
When someone answered back
In a voice that was sweet and low
He said, "I'm gonna' lay it on you
Where the rubber meets the road
It's the Lord talkin' to you
On your radio
Chorus:
It was the voice of Jesus
And I heard him say,
"Got an angel ridin' shotgun
And he's ridin' with you all the way"
I was flyin' like the wind
Breathin' fire like a dragon
When my diesel truck left the ground
Well, I thought that I was dreamin'
But the Lord was talkin' to me
Really layin' the gospel down
I was prayin' and repentin', laughin' and grinnin'
Thought my diesel truck was heaven bound
Then the angel hit the air brakes
And slowed my jimmy down
Made a three point landin'
About a mile from town
Repeat Chorus
© 1977 Maranatha! Music (ASCAP)
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(Michael Roe)
forget about me and the day we met
forget all of the foolish dreams we had
one thing to remember, don't forget
the one and only good thing that i said was that i love you
and i know,
i know you must have loved me too
but the whole thing wasn't right
and now i know that you must go
go with God but go
seems we always had something or someone
standing somewhere
in between us with a gun
flaunting everything that they achieved
making everything we had going look cheap
well it wasn't true and now we know
but for too long we believed that it was so
till it ground us right down to the floor
and now we're gone
gone with God but gone
so i packed it up for places unknown
leaving everything i held so dear and warm
now i can't hold on to nothing anymore
i lost my grip one too many times before
well it's too late to go back there i know
and it's too cold to sit here in the snow
so it's upward and onward hi-de-ho
and let it go
go with God but go
© 1995 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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14. |
Perfect Blues (Live)
05:53
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(Michael Roe)
Why doncha git up
Git up next to me
Why doncha git up
Git up next to me
If ya git up close enough to me, baby
You won't like what you see
Why doncha hang around
Hang around around me
Why doncha hang out, baby
Hang out with me
Sooner or later you'll get sick of me, baby
Sick of me I guarantee
I fill up with gas
My light's might glow
Wind me up but I'll never never go
No no no no no I won't go
I only got one gear and that's reverse, baby
I'm in the fast lane moving slow
You can break me
You can shake me
But you won't change me
That I know
You can break me break me break me break me
But you won't change me
That I know
I'm only one bad apple but
I've spoiled a whole bunch
I'm rotten to the core
Well you keep on looking, baby
You ain't gonna find what you're looking for
Keep on looking looking looking looking
Ain't gonna find what you're looking for
Some kinda perfect man that you can worship, baby
He ain't on this earth anymore
Give it up
Forget it, babe, it won't work
Give it up give it up
Forget it, babe, it won't work
You're looking for a perfect boy or girl?
Forget it baby
We're all jerks
© 1989 7 And 7 Is Music (ASCAP)
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15. |
Dave's Blues (Live)
04:33
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(Michael Roe/David Leonhardt)
I've got a feelin'
I'll be headin' down for good
Got that feelin'
I'm never gonna do the things I should
I'm caught in this world
Heaven sent but hell possessed
Feeling grey since my black went white
Yes means no and no means yes
I do believe
I finally need a Saviour at last
I never saw the need before, but now
That time has passed
No ifs ands or buts
This ol' world has kicked my ass
I alternate
Between fantasy
And the cold hard truth
I oscillate
Between the cool and the uncouth
But I resonate
To the piercing eyes of God
I saw in my youth
Where did He go?
What is He thinking about me now?
Am I a delight to Him or
Little more than a holy cow?
Moo moo baby
Feel I been milked down
Brown how now
© 1994 Fools Of The World, LTD. (ASCAP)
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(W. Phillips)
Some people preaching
They do very well
They take all your money
And you can go to hell
And that's all
That's all
When you could have Jesus
And that's all
You can go to your college
You can go to your school
If you ain't got Jesus
You're just an educated fool
And that's all
That's all
You gotta have Jesus now
And that's all
If you pardon me sir
You ain't doin' too well
You spend your whole life sinning
And you're going to hell
And that's all
But that ain't all
Cuz you could have Jesus now
And that's all
It's good to stand together
It's bad to stand apart
The only ones going to heaven
Are the pure in heart
And that's all
That's all
You better get Jesus now
And that's all
Jesus is coming back on the dividing day
Taking in the sheep
Turning the goats away
That'll be all now
That'll be all
You better take Jesus now
And that's all
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