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Let Me Get Down
03:04
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Let Me Get Down – Neon Attix
I keep gold outta my pockets
Keep my hands outta my gold
I pull demons outta this whiskey
Let me get down
My face is shiny like a beretta
My corpse could light up the Yukon sky
And I’ll live on in the north forever
Let me get down
Oh let me get down
Oh let me get down
Oh let me get down
Oh let me get down
Before they feed my body to the ground
Catch me on the lawn getting pink flamingo drunk
Catch me on the wall getting framed for assault
I’ll be on the roof singin Ave Maria man
Let me get down
It’s about time to feed the wretch of the litter
It’s a need to tickle your middle to fault
You got to stop, drop and crawl out the city man
Can you hear the sound?
Oh let me get down
Oh let me get down
Oh let me get down
Oh let me get down
Before they feed my body to the ground
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Wrecking Ball
04:10
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Wrecking Ball – Neon Attix
This is just a couple words i wrote for all the loves of my life
I keep you with me in my heart all the time
You smile on my face, kiss on my eyes,
If not everyday, at least
every night.
Like a drunk kid set free underneath the hot August moon
Like a jaguar set free in a school
I stumble a lot
Say things I don’t mean
And leave no signs of life behind
Wrecking ball
Too many times
A city falls
Every night
Well if you think you’ve got a little space left in the back of your heart
A little sliver of light left in the dark
We could come back as turtles
A couple lifetimes from now
And get it right baby
I could show you how
Wrecking ball
Too many times
A city falls every night
And its my fault
I wasn’t thinking right
A wrecking ball
In a faded suit
For the accidents
For the happenstance
For every time you needed me and i was somewhere else
For flaking out
For fucking up
For checking out every once in a while
For setting you free in the wild
Well if your legs still work best run go get your girl
This is the last slow dance before the end of the world
And as you swing and sway to
The guitar crescendo
In November Rain
The sky explodes
Wrecking Ball
Too many times
A city falls
Every night
And its my fault
I wasn’t thinking right
A wrecking ball in a faded suit and tie
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Bobby's Moonshine
Skinny Bobby runs a little backwater still
For the good ole boys at the bar
He used to work hard, 'fore they laid him off
At the grocery store
But no one buys their groceries at the Dewdrop anymore
And Bobby's moonshine makes you blind but that's why you drink it down
Twenty dollars still buys you a bit of fun here tonight
Bobby's sister Pearl's an educated girl
Just moved back from New Orleans
And she looks better in a loose knit sweater and tight blue jeans
And when she dances the boys just nod their heads to keep time
Cause Bobby's moonshine makes you blind but that's why you drink it down
And I'm gonna get mine
If it takes my life
Twenty dollars still buys you a bit of fun here tonight
Cut grass cooking on the neighbour's yard and
Deer Tick is on the radio
Corn mash boiling through the rest of this story
Like you don't know
When night rolls around and you can see the bonfire burn clear from the county line
Like a neon sign says
"Outta work but you're into gettin' down
Twenty dollars still buys you a bit of fun in this town"
He put an office in the barn he's gonna burn that bitch to the ground
Dancing 'round the fire with the beauty that he's found
Singing, "Oh my my, we're the bad guys now"
And I'm gonna get mine
If it takes my life
And I'm gonna get mine
If it takes my life
And I'm gonna get mine
If it takes my life
And I'm gonna get mine
If it takes my life
Twenty dollars still buys you a bit of fun here tonight
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Photos From Cars
We had this book with all
The colours and words we loved
We took it to every town in Canada
Everyone looks at the front
But what's inside's just for us
We had this book with all
The people and places we loved
It's mostly just photos of stuff
That we've done
If you can take photos from cars
Then your camera's newer than ours
This is the carnival
This is the carnival
This is the carnival
That I'm from
That I'm from
That I'm from
The cold gets colder
Shuffling north
That I shiver 'til the car gets warm
Owls are blowing back and forth
I am circling them on my window
They were only clocks
But since I've walked
I am sure of my own sense of time
We are temple heads
Above the fog
Waiting 'round for a holier empire
This is the carnival
This is the carnival
This is the carnival
That I'm from
That I'm from
That I'm from
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Neon Attix London, Ontario
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