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I am the cowboy with the silver spurs I run the disco You're just the clown around this rodeo Cheaper than Crisco I see you trying to cop a feel In my china shop, Don't steal That lady merchandise Or Bullhorn come out, get ya twice Bullhorn (Get to work) (Get to work) Bullhorn (Get to work) (Get to work) I was in the shade Sunglasses and ice cold lemonade Didn't wanna get up But now I gotta fix that chicken strut And the grin on your face Walking around like you own the place Well you cross me bro And it's tic tac toe So I gotta X your Os Oh shit, the rhythm is hot Yeah I like it a lot, and it's coming for you whether you are ready or not So like it or not, this funk's coming out Blowing up on your favorite spot Know what I mean? Just tryna get down like a weather machine Bullhorn 'bout to come out Everybody help me shout Bullhorn (Get to work) (Get to work) Bullhorn (Get to work) (Get to work) Bullhorn (Get to work) (Get to work) Bullhorn (Get to work) (Oh daddy make it hurt)
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Summer 99 05:05
The summer of 99 was spent in a van With a lakeside girl and her wristwatch tan Four tangled ankles and one back seat Got mixed up in some mix tapes Keeping time to the beat Well they’d drive that bus down the interstate And wonder if it could all be fate Or if life had just served up some serendipity Well either way they didn’t care And it really didn’t matter where They ended up so long as it was somewhere And now he’s driving in the front Yeah she’s lying in the back He’s turning up the radio She’s reading Kerouac He looks in the rear view mirror Trying to catch her eye And her smile bounces out Into the Arizona sky And he said babe if we drive fast enough The universe might lose track of us And forget to stick us somewhere else for a day So in the harsh light of a Texaco sign They drank some cheap imported wine And pooled their cash to fill the tank half-way She jumped in the front to take the driver’s wheel And wrapped her hands in the rounded steel And hell the cold felt good She forgot the mirrors and hit the gas Peeling out right there by the overpass Cause it’s more fun not doing what you should And now she’s driving in the front Yeah he’s lying in the back She’s turning up the radio He’s reading Kerouac Oh he looks in the rear view mirror Trying to catch her eye And her smile bounces out Into the Arizona sky She was crawling from the front Lying naked on her back Forgot the radio Lay the seats down flat Fogging up the rear view mirror Shivers down their spine And smiles bouncing out As they try to catch a lie And now he’s driving in the front Yeah she’s lying in the back He’s turning up the radio She’s reading Kerouac He looks in the rear view mirror Trying to catch her eye And her smile bounces out Into the Arizona sky
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I've been taking records of the money that I spend living smarter is getting harder and don't wanna be the same kid that I've been Sure it's easy from a distance, different story on the line try your best to deliver, and surprised if it works every time I do what I can, I do what I can Lord, I do what I can to understand where you're coming from Nowadays I only hear from my ex on the back of the rent checks that I write on the first And yeah I guess it hurts, but I hurt her worse Oh she says it's the least I can do if I don't wanna go down as just a bad, bad man I do what I can I do what I can Lord, I do what I can to understand where you're coming from And I've been trying to understand it, looking for the signs but how can you see what is right when love and justice are blind And it comes back to that one fact that you always knew truth comes to those who's love always shows in the night oh I swear, I swear I'll make it right I do what I can, I do what I can Lord, I do what I can to understand where you're coming from show me where you're coming from
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released January 20, 2015

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Every Flavor Weather Machine New York, New York

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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