1. |
Weather Man
03:18
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High pressure of love keeps the
Low pressure away
I've got only blue skies baby
No storms today
A tornado of love you blew
Onto my radar screen
You spun my head around and
The lightning made you scream
But the -
High pressure of love keeps the
Low pressure away
I've got only blues skies baby
No storm today
Dark clouds have blown away now
Won't you look my way
I can see the rainbow baby
Come back out and play
Like a -
Tornado of love you blew
Onto my radar screen
You spun my head around and
The lightning mad you scream
But the -
High pressure of love keeps the
Low pressure away
I've got only blue skies baby
No storms today
I'm your Weather Man
See me when you can
I'm your Weather Man
Dark clouds have blown away now
Won't you look my way
I can see the rainbow baby
Come back out and play
'Cause the -
High pressure of love
The high pressure of love
The high pressure of love keeps the
Low pressure away
I'm your Weather Man
See me when you can
I'm your Weather Man
There's a warning out
Baby scream and shout
I'm your Weather Man
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2. |
Burning Dinosaurs
02:57
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Dinosaurs died in tar pits - along time ago
Looks like they're days were numbered - today the same is so
Gasoline and motor oil - keep me on the go
Alcohol underneath my seat - to sterilize my soul
I love Burnin' Dinosaurs
Burnin' Dinosaurs
I love Burnin' Dinosaurs
Burnin' Dinosaurs
Motor oil and gasoline - stains on my blue jeans
Flyin' on the asphalt highway - if you know what I mean
Gasoline for engine - alcohol for my soul
Burnin' rubber with a vengeance - lightens up my load
I love Burnin' Dinosaurs
Burnin' Dinosaurs
I love Burnin' Dinosaurs
Burnin' Dinosaurs
In the cockpit of my Earthship
Heaven radios to me
Be thankful for the giants
Who gave they're all to you
They ruled the Earth and perished
But they're still here today
The sank to the bottom
Of a dark and greasy grave
What I need is
Alcohol and gasoline
Alcohol for my engine
Gasoline for my soul
Burnin' rubber with a vengeance
Lightens up my load
I love Burnin' Dinosaurs
Burnin' Dinosaurs
I love Burnin' Dinosaurs
Burnin' Dinosaurs
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3. |
A Memory Ago
03:42
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Our love was fresh and new
When we met in Baton Rouge
And even easier on down in New Orleans
The days and nights were hot
And I knew I had forgot
What it was like to love a girl out of my dreams
We were having so much fun
Knew we were only on the run
And the life...of our love...had only a memory to go
Now you're only A Memory Ago
You're always just A Memory Ago
You're always just A Memory Ago
You're always just A Memory Ago!
I'll always be oh so glad to know
The life's blood of our love once flowed
With a rare power passion few people show
........................................................................Oh
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4. |
Squeaky Wheel
02:31
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All week long, I carry the load
Don't worry about nothin', just go go go
I bring home your lovin', I don't never say no
But I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Won't you listen to me, alright
Hey I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Won't you give me some grease now, right now
Hey I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Put some on me!
I roll you down the road, every night and day
I keep you goin', anywhere you say
When you need to travel, just point the way
But I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Won't you listen to me, alright
Hey I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Won't you give me some grease now, right now
Hey I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Put some on me!
Well you know what the say
A Squeaky Wheel gets the grease
Well come on baby, put some on me
'Cause I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Won't you listen to me, alright
Hey I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Won't you give me some grease now, right now
Hey I'm a Squeaky Wheel baby
Put some on me!
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5. |
Power Gun
03:07
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She said, My house is broken
And I've heard you are the man
Who can fix all of my problems
But I'd like to understand
How you do the things
I've heard that you can do
And what I need to know now is
Mister is it true?
I said, I'm a renovator
There's nothin' I ain't done
A new-age carpenter from way back
And I have a Power Gun
But please be wary of my......
My Power Gun
It's a lot of fun
It'll get her done
It's my Power......Gun!
I said, I know you're home is broken
And yes I am the man
Who can fix all of your problems
No need to understand
How I do the things
You've heard that I can do
And what you will know now is
Baby yes it's true
'Cause I'm a renovator
There's nothin' I ain't done
A new-age carpenter from way back
And I have a Power Gun
But please be wary of my......
My Power Gun
It's a lot of fun
It'll get her done
It's my Power......Gun!
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6. |
Running From The Sun
03:53
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I work hard all day
In the sun, hot as hell
While I'm burnin' I pray
For the end of the day
And to be Runnin' From The Sun
Yeah I work hard all day
But when it's time to play
I'm runnin' into the night
Gonna make it alright
'Cause I'm runnin'
Runnin' From The Sun
I work hard all week
Under the fire in the sky
But when my work is done
And my weekend comes
I'm Runnin' From The Sun
Lookin' for the shadows
Lookin' for the darkness
I need to feel the shadows
I need to feel the darkness
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7. |
Homemade Sin
02:04
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I'm a redneck rebel Jesus freak
Prone to Homemade Sin
Gotta watch ever move I make
Hate to take the lord's name again
Some don't like I love the south
They don't like my cross tattoo
Them folks shouldn't worry 'bout me
I don't worry 'bout what they do
'Cause I'm prone to Homemade Sin
Born the shape I'm in
Try to walk the line
But I always find
I'm prone to Homemade Sin
I've been down straight to hell
Hate to go down again
'Cause I'm a redneck rebel Jesus freak
Prone to Homemade Sin
Some folks don't believe in hell
Think it's a fairy tale
But I know it's down below
Hear what I have to tell
'Cause I'm prone to Homemade sin
Born the shape I'm in
Try to walk the line
But I always find
I'm prone to Homemade Sin
I don't mind you being you
Don't mind me being me
'Cause I'm prone to Homemade sin
Born the shape I'm in
Try to walk the line
But I always find
I'm prone to Homemade Sin
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8. |
Crazy Bliss
02:42
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Have some things I could say or do
Change the world, take a trip or two
But I'm not sure just what I'll do
With myself since I found you
Think I'll just smile and wonder awhile
What to do with this
This Crazy bliss
This Crazy bliss, baby
This Crazy bliss
Have some things I could do or say
Or take a trip very far away
But I'm not sure of myself today
I know I'll love you, anyway
Think I'll just smile and wonder awhile
What to do with this
This Crazy bliss
This Crazy bliss, baby
This Crazy bliss
Cain't help but wonder how you did it baby
How did I love you
Have some thing I could say or do
Change your world and trip on you
But I'm not sure just what I'll do
With myself and that fire in you
Think I'll just smile and wonder awhile
What to do with this
This Crazy bliss
This Crazy bliss, honey
This Crazy bliss, baby
This Crazy bliss
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9. |
Monthly Meltdown
03:35
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10. |
Tennessee Hills
02:19
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If you need to come lookin' for me
Let me tell you where I'll be
Down home in the Cumberland Valley
Or high in the Tennessee Hills
Livin' high in the Tennessee Hills
Feelin' high in the Tennessee Hills
Gonna die up, way on high up
In the Tennessee Hills
If you wanna come and see me
You won't have to look too far around
Just look for a high mountain holler
And listen for a hillbilly sound
Playin' high in the Tennessee Hills
Feelin' high in the Tennessee Hills
Gonna die up, way on high up
In the Tennessee Hills
Honey I'll be waitin' for you
Sendin' thoughts out with my love
Not far from the Musical City
Prayin' for you to God above
Singin' high in the Tennessee Hills
Feelin' high in the Tennessee Hills
Gonna die up, way on high up
In the Tennessee Hills
Gonna die up, way on high up
In the Tennessee Hills____________
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Exploding from a white-trash ghetto on the outskirts of Music City, screams a hillbilly collision of hard blues and rockabilly,
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