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Self Medication Nation
02:36
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The doctor man
He won't give me
Just what I need
He can't seem
To feel my heart ache
Can't see me bleed
Needin' freedom
From my worries
Freedom from myself
Doctor man
If you won't help me
I'll go somewhere else
'Cause it's a
Self Medication Nation
Want to be free
Self Medication Nation
Give us what we need
Hey doctor man
All I need is
What science made for me
I don't wanna
Blow my mind now
Just want a little relief
So I go down
To the local beer store
Man I really need 'em
Get myself
The local gossip and a
Six pack of freedom
'Cause it's a
Self Medication Nation
Want to be free
Self Medication Nation -
Can't you feel me...bleed__________
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2. |
Leave A Day Early
02:24
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I'm gonna take a vacation
Somewhere in this nation
Ain't gonna say where it'll be
I won't be around
I'll be out of this town
No sense lookin' for me
I'm gonna Leave A Day Early
Come back a day late
Somebody don't like it
They can just wait
I won't be in town
I'll be out of this state
I'm gonna Leave A Day Early
Come back a day late
I won't say where I'm goin'
They'll be no way of knowin'
I'm gonna take an eight day week
I won't be around
I'll be out of this town
No sense lookin' for me
I'm gonna Leave A Day Early
Come back a day late
Somebody don't like it
They can just wait
I won't be in town
I'll be out of this state
I'm gonna Leave A Day Early
Come back a day late
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3. |
Won't Deny You
02:29
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Come with me I will take you in
I'm gonna love you to the bitter end
I won't deny you child no, no, no
All is forgiven and I love your soul
Come with me and lay your burden down
Your rugged cross - your thorny crown
Just call my name if you need a friend
Come with me - I'll take you in
Oh lawd I won't deny you
Baby I won't - deny you
Good gawd I won't deny you
Oh no I won't deny you
I won't deny you child no, no, no
All is forgiven and I love your soul
Come with me and lay your burden down
Your rugged cross - your thorny crown
Come with me I will take you in
I'm gonna love you to the bitter end
Brown, black, yellow, red or white
Come with me to paradise
Oh lawd I won't deny you
Baby I won't - deny you
Good gawd I won't deny you
Oh no I won't deny you
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4. |
Johnny Cash Parkway
02:27
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Went to the bank and laid down all my dollars
Bought a little country cottage down in a hollar
An old train runs out back
I love to hear it go clickity clack ...
Now I live on the Johnny Cash Parkway
Yeah I live on the Johnny Cash Parkway
In Tennessee, down around Nashville way
Well you can hear it by the way I talk
And you see it by the way I walk ...
That I live on the Johnny Cash Parkway
Naw Johnny don't live to far from where I do
And I love to hear him sing those country blues
So if you ever wanna come around
You know where I'll be found ...
An old train runs out back
I love to hear it go clickity-clack
You can hear by the way I talk
And you can see by the way I walk
So if you ever want to come around
You know where I’ll be found ...
Baby I live on the Johnny Cash Parkway
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5. |
Mary Jane
02:04
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Mary Jane, I love you so much
I feel so good when my lips you touch
You smell so sweet and I love your taste
Want you so bad I take you in haste
Mary Jane, we've had so much fun
But I can't believe that I'm still on the run
Pretty thing, I don't need you no more
I'm tired of being your stupid whore
- Mary Jane, get out of my brain
- I still love you but, I'm just not the same
- Mary Jane, get out of my brain
- I can't resist you when you whisper my name
Mary Jane, just leave me alone
Think I can make it now, all on my own
Brain strain, I don't think I'm sane
Maybe I love you 'cause you kill all the pain
Mary Jane, I've got things to do
I might get lost if I'm playin' with you
When I see you, out on the street
My mouth waters and my will gets so weak
- Mary Jane, get out of my brain
- I still love you but, I'm just not the same
- Mary Jane, get out of my brain
- I can't resist you when you whisper my name
Hey, hey
Mary Jane, get out of my brain...
...
...
...
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6. |
Night Thing
03:33
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She came to me in a day dream
Knowing eyes and flowing hair
It turned into a Night Thing
My heart I began to share
She said I walk with Jesus
Sent from your god above
Baby I am your angel
I know you feel my love
I said Your love unerves me
Don't make me take a stand
Angel your loves concerns me
I'm not that kind of man
As she began to heal me
The purpose of her flight
She said Do you feel the power
God happened here tonight
After the purge and crying
She lifted up my eyes
She said Put your arms around me
I'm weary from the night
She said Your heart renews me
And lets me see the light
Baby I am your angel
God happend here tonight
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7. |
Speed of Sound
02:04
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I got a back-street rocket
It's a hell of a car
Flyin' down the highway
I might go too far
I don't know where I'm goin'
But I ain't goin' home
Out of this air space
To the danger zone
Drive on, rock out and get down
Rollin' down the runway
Flying at the Speed of Sound
Leavin' the rat race
And the gossip behind
Blowin' down the highway
Gonna blow my mind
I'm lookin' for a party
And I'm headin' south
When I get there
I'm blow it out
Drive on, rock out and get down
Rollin' down the runway
Flying at the Speed of Sound
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Well I can
Sell some herbs and spices late at night
And brew white-lightin' by daylight
Keep tryin' workin' for the man
Hey I give it all I can but
The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
I grew up with this home-grown rockin' band
Raised down here in Music City land
But we play too damm loud
To draw a Nashville crowd
The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
- The only thing I do right
- The only thing I do right
- The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
Settled down with just one woman
I quit my shameful cross-town roamin'
But I still might go to hell
'Cause I love a jezebel
The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
Yeah I can
Sell some herbs and spices late at night
And brew white-lightin' by daylight
Keep tryin' workin' for the man
Hey I give it all I can but
The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
- The only thing I do right
- The only thing I do right
- The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
- Yeah, The only thing I do right
- The only thing I do right
- The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
I try to work and do what's right
But I'm so tired of the fight
The Only Thing I Do Right Is Wrong
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9. |
Too Busy
02:54
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Well I'm an old man
With a young dream
But I always forget
What it is it seems
'Cause I get Too Busy workin'
And Too Busy livin'
And Too Busy runnin' a round
Well I get Too Busy wanderin'
And Too Busy lovin'
And Too Busy cryin' out loud
Yeah I'm old man
With a young dream
And one of these days
I'm gonna tell you some things
I'm gonna write down some words
Write down some memories
Maybe write down some stories and sing
But I get Too Busy workin'
And Too Busy livin'
And Too Busy runnin' a round
Well I get Too Busy wanderin'
And Too Busy lovin'
And Too Busy cryin' out loud____
I'm Too Busy!
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10. |
One Fast Girl
03:07
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Dual-line, double-pumper, automatic choke
A high powered motor man, she's bored and stroked
She shifts in the floor and has a low geared rear
She's a bad mother trucker and she has no fear
Talkin' 'bout my drivin world
My hot rod baby is One Fast Girl
If you pull up besider her man she'll leave you broke
You won't see nothin' but her spinnin' smoke
Yeah she jumps right up when I hammer down
You can hear her pipes screamin' all over town
Talkin' 'bout my drivin world
My hot rod baby is One Fast Girl
She's tough as steel and she looks so fine
She'll always beat you to the finish line
Yeah, she jumps right up when I hammer down
You can hear her pipes screamin' all over town
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11. |
Yankee Country Girls
03:54
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I'm a man of the deep south
I've got a rebel mouth
My truck's almost as rough as me
Got a little country shack
My grass ain't mowed out back
Inside needs a lot of TLC
At night I go to town
I go honky-tonkin' round
I always meet a pretty girl or two
But tell me, why do they keep callin'
And why do I keep fallin'
For those pretty little Yankee Country Girls
Oh tell me, why do they keep callin'
And why do I keep fallin'
For those pretty little Yankee Country Girls
Naw I never did stop to ponder
About the girls from way up yonder
And what would they ever see in me
Just an old hillbilly hippie
Ain't never been to New York City
The South is the only place I care to be
At night I go to town
I go honky-tonkin' round
I always meet a pretty girl or two
But tell me, why do they keep callin'
And why do I keep fallin'
For those pretty little Yankee Country Girls
Please tell me, why do they keep callin'
And why do I keep fallin'
For those pretty little Yankee Country Girls
Oh those pretty little Yankee Country Girls
Yeehaw
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12. |
On The Run
03:11
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His state quit the union
But the enemy has come
They've invaded his country
Now he's On The Run
He won't give in to the oppressor
He's still got his father's gun
His mother sees him comin'
To get his father's gatlin gun
She says Oh my god don't do this
You are my only son
I beg of you my baby
Why won't you lay down that gun
'Cause I'm a rebel
I'm a rebel On The Run
Yes I'm a rebel
I'm a rebel On The Run
The enemy approaches
His hill and that big gun
Ten tons of ammunition
Sets blazing like the Sun
He fights for seven days and nights
And when the Reaper comes
He goes down with fire in his eyes
But now his battle's done
And now forever
He's a rebel On The Run
Oh yes, forever
He's a rebel On The Run
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13. |
Killin' Me
02:40
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Ever thing I do is Killin' Me
Yeah, ever thing I do is Killin' Me
Well it's so hard to quit the smokes
And I've been known to take a toke
Mama, ever thing I do is Killin' me
Rock Strata
Ever thing I do is Killin’ Me
Yeah, ever thing I do is Killin’ Me
But not for the drink of the locals
Well I’d be straight-up anti-social
Baby, ever thing I do is Killin’ Me
Ever thing I do is Killin’ Me
Ever thing I do is Killin’ Me
From the time I wake at light
'Til I don’t get no sleep at night
Hey man, ever thing I do is Killin’ Me
(x2)
Ever thing I do is Killin’ Me
Yeah, ever thing I do is Killin’ Me
Like the workin’ that I do
And when I get the blues
Oh Lord, ever thing I do is Killin’ Me____
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14. |
Time To Go
02:41
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Walked right in
Caught you with another man
But all I did
Was shake his hand
'Cause baby
It's time for me to go
Ain't gonna worry 'bout you
'Cause baby it's, Time To Go
Walked right up
Looked you in the eye
But all I did was say goodbye
'Cause baby
It's time for me to go
Ain't gonna worry 'bout you
'Cause baby it's, Time To Go
Time To Go, Time To Go
Time To Go, Time To Go
Ain't gonna worry 'bout you
'Cause baby it's, Time To Go
Turned around
And packed my bags
But all you did was nag, nag, nag
'Cause baby
It's time for me to go
Ain't gonna worry 'bout you
'Cause baby it's, Time To Go
I said I'm gone
And you asked me why
But all I did was cry, cry cry
'Cause baby
It's time for me to go
Ain't gonna worry 'bout you
'Cause baby it's, Time To Go
I'm gone
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Ghettobilly Band Nashville, Tennessee
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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