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Fat Rats
04:45
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Heard that you were doing good
Helping out around the neighborhood
Took a while, took a while to see you smile
Gotta walk a country mile
And there's Fat Rats running up and down my stairs
Try and catch em but they just don't care
Upside down inside this upstate home
But you know that's the way this cookie goes
Heard that you were feeling fine
But you know I nearly lost my mind
You can see that there is something wrong
So I put it in this song
And there's Fat Rats running up and down my stairs
Try and catch em but they just don't care
Upside down inside this upstate home
But you know that's the way this cookie goes
Far away together
Nothing's gonna stop me now
Holding hands in every kind of weather
Gonna be the coolest kids in town
Heard that you were lookin mean
Still a cog tryna turn the whole machine
Gotta run gotta move gotta get away
Looking for a better rate of pay
And there's Fat Rats running up and down my stairs
Try and catch em but they just don't care
Upside down inside this upstate home
Gotta go someplace where I belong
Someplace where I belong
Someplace where I belong
someplace where I belong
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2. |
Highlight the Pines
05:06
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Highlight the pines
Yours and mine
I've gotta drive
For foreign climes
I'm singing mercy, mercy
Robber barons on parole
Drinking solo will save you money
But it won't save your soul
Won't you carry me home
Teach me to rock like a rolling stone
Oh, won't you carry me home
Got to learn to do it on my own
Moon bugs sinking
But I feel fine
No use thinking
Flying down 89
Let the winter roll and rumble
Let the wind blow down my door
This house was built to crumble
Show me what these feet are for
Won't you carry me home
Teach me to rock like a rolling stone
Oh, won't you carry me home
Least that way I won't be alone
Can't you see?
It's only me and I'm on my own
Small town nights
to city lights
Pearl fades to grey
With each passing day
You know this bus ain't moving
It's jut the world around
Above and surrounding me
Or is it just the sound of snow?
Won't you carry me home
Teach me to rock like a rolling stone
Oh, won't you carry me home
Got to learn to do it on my own
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3. |
Orders Too Tall
02:55
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Time has come again it seems for you and I to answer the call
Respond in glory and find the last few colors of Fall
Replace the strings that no longer shine
Crack open acorns and wine and dine
You always told me I could never place an order too tall
Order too tall
Order too tall
Order too tall
Back roads and anecdotes you never know where they are going
Rollin down a hall in an unsteerable red wagon
Two out of control philosophers
Sledding down hills between conifers
Hoping we get to where we need to be before we fall
Before we fall
Before we fall
Before we fall
Shortest day is here and I must say that I'm feeling cold
It's no accident that I would be acting this bold
Well I braced for a scolding
Instead you smiled and told me
No act of kindness is wasted no matter how small
No matter how small
No matter how small
No matter how small
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4. |
The Escape
05:21
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I found you at work with your apron and goggles
You were stirring the samples from Wanda and Charles
But I kept my distance so not to disturb you
I won't be the one to keep you from living
Unfold your wings
Spread them wide we can catch this breeze
Let's fly away
We can escape from this land of disease
You and me
And when were home there were stories and baths
And so many other things, I'm glad there were laughs
Years seemed to slip away, sunlight and moonlight
Passing before my eyes, I'd say it's time we tried
Unfold your wings
Spread them wide we can catch this breeze
Let's fly away
We can escape from this land of disease
You and me
So now I've been thinking
Of striving of being
And which one I'm feeling
And which is deceiving
I didn't grasp where it is we were headed
I still don't know now,
I just learned how to let it
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All I want is to talk to you baby
But it's expensive using phones
You have to find me online baby
It's just I feel so all alone
Oh I'm in China
Oh yes I am
Oh I'm in China
Doing the best I can,
Doing the best I can
I know you know that you're my lady
But I don't know if I'm gonna last
I need your arms around me baby
Protect me from this broken glass,
Broken glass
Yeah I wear sandals
Til my feet turn black
Don't want no scandal
So let me come on back,
let me come on back
I want to hold you
I need some love
I know how bold you are
You're my monster love,
my monster love
Oh I'm in China
Oh yes I am
Oh I'm in China
Doing the best I can,
Doing the best I can
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6. |
Highs and Lows
04:53
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There's a place I know
Where the grass will never go
And all along the way
Is the path most people take
But I don't mind going the long way around
I don't care as long as I get there somehow
In a shady grove
Where the fabric of thoughts unfold
And throughout the day
Some will hold and some will fray
But I don't know what I'm supposed to say
As the years pull me further along the way
There's a girl I know
Who has come here far from her home
She's the summer shade
she's the cool of a moonlit lake
And as I look up from the lake at the clouds
Music fades but the moon shines on anyhow
There's a hope I hold
That after all our stories are told
I can fade away
None would know if I'd left or I'd stayed
But wherever it is that I go
Rain or shine, highs and lows
However long it takes for me to learn
It'll still be the same for me when I return
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7. |
Dunstance Katrodd
02:29
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Dunstance Katrodd was not a very good bard
His songs and tales were long and stale
His audience found it hard
To see him play without running away
Or to hear him sing without throwing things
Yet still Dunstance Katrodd played on
Dunstance Katrodd the irascible runcible bard
Annoyed the local tavern folk with pointless stories and barbs
of abutted property mortgagings
and other rather boring things
But still Dunstance Katrodd played on
Dunstance Katrodd could never remember the words
Dunstance Katrodd could never remember the words
Dunstance Katrodd was never in time for his gigs
He lived like five minutes from the pub
But only excuses and fibs
Of spilled beer right before coming here
Or forgetting his hat or not feeding the cat
Yet still Dunstance Katrodd played on
Baron Ben the Bold was coming to Dunstance's town
A noble man and fancy dresser, seeking a bard for his court
Was going to dine at an inn nearby
Which had an open mic from seven til nine
So Dunstance Katrodd put his name on the list
Dunstance Katrodd, the irascible runcible bard
Watched as Ben the Bold grew bored with covers of Wonder Wall
By the time it was Dunstance's turn to play
Ben the Bold had left and gone away
Yet still Dunstance Katrodd played on
Dunstance Katrodd practiced very hard
Three hours a day he'd fritter away trying to become a good bard
Eventually people liked to see him sing and play and
Soon King Steve made Dunstance Katrodd his personal bard
Also Dunstance Katrodd always remembered the words after that
There aren't any more words left in the song
But if there were he'd remember them
He'd sing them in the right order and
Pronounce them all correctly
Then he'd reach the end of the song
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The Mockingbeards Ithaca, New York
The Mockingbeards are a folk-rock quintet from Ithaca, New York featuring guitars, mandolin, violin, and vocal harmony.
Their influences include Michael Hurley, The Decemberists, Pavement, and Pete Seeger.
The Mockingbeards are:
Taya Win--guitar, vocals
Alex Ford--guitar, vocals
Jeremy Betterley--mandolin, vocals
Megan Silverstein--violin, bass
Paul Vidovich--drums
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