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Russian Roulette
E. McCain. Hey boy pushin' on your girlfriend. Trying to show her all the pain you feel inside. Yeah and head all scrambled and the love is gone. And you don't know what went wrong.
Everytime I Roll The Dice
She's got a roof that don't leak. When the rain's pouring down. She's got a place I can sleep. Where I'm safe and sound. She's got a lock on her door.
Punish Me
Do I fuel my hunger deprive my dreams. Live my lonely worn out seam. Stitches weary and the scars they leave. I'm the only one deceived. Chorus:. Please stand clear from the blast.
Down Into Mexico
There was a casino out in Vegas. Had a million dollars on the wall. Got my imagination workin' overtime. I knew I had to have it all. I knew I had to have it all.
Kitchen Song
E. McCain. Sitting in the kitchen. Just staring at the cracks in the wall. I've been sitting here since yeaterday. Just waiting on you to call. The cracks remind me of you and I.
Dead Wrong
She's wearin' her mama's shoes. And cryin' like a baby. Standin' on the edge screamin'. Somebody save me. She called her daddy from a pay phone. He says you're livin' in sin.
I'll Be
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful. Stop me and steal my breath. Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky. Never revealing their depth.
Alright By Me
Come January when it's cold outside. Me an my baby we do alright. No leaves on the trees,. few birds and no bees. That's alright by me. I've got everything I need.
How Strange It Seems
I'm a hack driver in New York City. I've got seven kids on the lower east side. I'm not a strong man, I'm not very pretty. But in rush hour hell you should see me drive.
Holy City
Midnight in the holy city, playground for restless souls. Graveyards for the sons of Ft. Sumpter. And the ghostly daughters. Wait for their boys to come home.
Guinevere
E. McCain. After all the corridors are darkened. When the royal crown is off your head. To your chambers I will creep not a word we will speak. Just love me while the fire light dances 'round the bed.
Grind Me In The Gears
I'm holding my last breath. It's burning in my lungs. Clenching up my eyes. Bloody up my tongue. For the words that might escape. Are ringing in my ears.
Don't Bring Me Down
E. McCain. Well I don't drive a fast car. You know it just ain't my stlye. And I don't give a damn about that. You know it ain't worth my while. And I've been known to run around.
Darwin's Children
Seven million years of progress handed down on silver wings. Of gossamer and protein still we haven't learned a thing. Are we caught up in our anger, locked up in our rage.
Cleveland Park
Pacing gently, summer wind. The king stares softly to the sky. Will he ever see his home again. Deep from his heart he starts to cry. As his songs hit the air and young hearts are awake.
Bitter Chill
E. McCain. Sweet love is keeping a very close score. She's cheated death more than one time. The tears roll down her face and on to the floor. The psychic's been reading her mind.
America Street
E. McCain. Rubber on my tires making contact with the road. Sign on the streetpost tells me which way I should go. Riding down America Street funny that it's one way.
Wolf Creek Pass
(Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens on a flatbed out of Wiggins, and we'd spent all night on the uphill side of thirty-seven miles of hell called Wolf Creek Pass. Which is up on the Great Divide?.
Alive
Al he sells records down on old St. Charley's St.. He's cleaning up Fat Tuesday's mess he keeps his sidewalk neat. And he just lost his father and he just lost his wife.
There Won't Be No Country Music (there Won't Be No Rock 'n' Roll)
(There Won't Be No Rock 'N' Roll). (C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis). . Well, it's only gonna be about an hour, friend. 'Til they dam your favorite river.
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