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Semiamawai
03:10
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You watch me walk away
watch me walk away with nothing
and nothing to say
and you just send me on my way
send me on my way
send me on my way
and I wait for your letters by the door
like you're a soldier in the Civil War
And all the giving that I did
was too heavy for the kid
left a hole without a lid
And I just wanted it to work
so I swallowed all the hurt
hid my heart under my shirt
And it's so hard
dunno if I was lying
the whole time
all the time
people go away
but all the feeling stays
everytime
people go away
but all the feeling stays
everytime
people go away
till you send them on their way
so send me on my way
send me on my way
send me on my way
send me on my way
til I see the light of day
til I see the light of day
no there ain't no other way
ain't no other way
you gotta gotta give me up
and up and up and up
give me up
and up and up and up
when enough enough enough enough
is enough enough enough
you gotta gotta give me up
and up and up and up
up and up and up and up
enough enough enough enough
is enough enough enough
til it all goes down the drain
drives you insane
til you forget my name
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2. |
Calabash
04:02
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Over and over
i see the light again
over and over
invite the feeling in
over and over
it works everytime
over and over
puts the light in my eye
oh let it shine down
on the cannibal culture
I see it all around
tell me why dontcha
let it pick you off the ground
cause nobody knows ya
and ain't got the time
their stepping right over
while you're laying there to die
oh what a crying shame
a little bit louder
than you thought I'd be
a little bit harder
but your body keeps the beat
sweating it all out
feelin like a freak
til you got nothing left
and the band, oh the band gives you the heat
horns give 'em what they need
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3. |
Bad Jelly Blues Club
03:48
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I get started around 8, unless it's running late
and can you blame a man for waiting
for the rhyme and the rhythm to get right
when you're going all night
it's how it always ends up when we're kicking back
at Bad Bad Bad Bad, Jelly Blues Club
The Bad Jelly backbeat don't sleep
drum and bass in your face we keep it up cause that's what's up yeah
knock it down, underground, get wrapped up in the sound
of the funk and brass, kicking yo ass, like a blast from the past,
make you feel like the shit when you get to lose your head
and feel it with your hips
your Bad Bad Bad Bad, Jelly Blues Club
want it Bad Bad Bad Bad, Jelly Blues Club
Oh no, here we go, coming up from the below
I'm a sub zero hero, fucking Robert DiNiro
Gold dust, no rust, hold up, what's up
wid it, ya did it, no kiddin, we in it
we wear the crown and lay it down
in the groove to make ya move
til you loose ya shoes, make the news
ain't tryna psych ya out, or get trippy
naw smooth peanut butter, damn skippy
Bad Bad Bad Bad, Jelly Blues Club
ya'll want it Bad Bad Bad Bad, Jelly Blues Club
Oh damn boogie down, everybody get down
Oh damn boogie down, everybody get on down
Oh damn boogie down, everybody get on down
Now, boogie down, everybody get out
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4. |
Cleopawtra
02:05
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If I could go anywhere in history
Mama you know there's just one place I'd wanna be
the banks of the Nile, that's where it's at
living in the lap of luxury
I'm Cleopatra's favorite cat
Waited on from my paws to my tail
bowls of milk and honey whenever I feel
so fine to be this feline
I'm heading to Egypt as a cat
and ain't ever coming back
If I could go anywhere in history
Mama you know there's just one place I'd wanna be
the banks of the Nile, that's where it's at
living in the lap of luxury
Cleopatra's favorite cat
living in the lap of luxury
Cleopatra's favorite cat
living in the lap of luxury
Cleopatra's favorite cat
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Every Flavor Weather Machine is a nine-piece Brooklyn party band bringing a carnival of disco, funk, r&b and indie rock. Formed in Bushwick in 2013, the group has grown from a piano-led folk-funk experiment into a punchy disco powerhouse.
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