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Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published By: Copyright Control (BMI) c/o A&GSync
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
I can see through space and time
Whenever I drink all my favourite wine
So protest your imagination
What you hear, it is real, oh don't ignore what you feel Your stereo is on a roll and there is no way you can let it go
Chorus:
No reason why you gotta go without relations
Spread your wings and fly across entire nations
If you could see me now
Get yourself out of my bed
And I’ll open up and show you what's in my head So let go of your frustration
What you hear, it is real, oh don't ignore what you feel
Your stereo is on a roll and there is no way you can let it go
Chorus
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Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
Hangin out with my friends
Waiting for the weekend
Sunday is coming, so don't drop the ball
Everybody lately, people say I’m crazy
And it's dragging me down, no, it’s wearing me out
Chorus:
Oh god, I’ve lost for the first time, and I can't see at all
We're gone, and it's unbelievable that we can stand at all
King of the mountain, you can hear me shouting
So take a shot, but it don’t matter at all
Everybody lately, people say I’m crazy
And I’m starting to feel that this isn’t' real
Chorus
Always come with something, but I leave with nothing
Hit the ground running around, no I can't slow down
Memories are haunting, the pound will leave you wanting
When we stumble out, we're tearing it down
We're so drunk it’s unbelievable (X8)
Some say that I'm a rambler
Baby that's a lie
Baby that's a lie
Baby that's a lie, I'm a midnight gambler
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Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published By: A&G Songs Ltd
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published By: A&G Songs Ltd (PRS)
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published By: Copyright Control (BMI) c/o A&GSync
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
I look dangerous
Just like your daddy was
Up down underground
Shoot me up and be my world
All messed up just like New Orleans
Can't stand up singing “Jukebox Lean”
Super-educated
You can tell I'm really jaded
Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know
I look dangerous
Just like your mommy was
Feed me vodka tonic
Now you look ironic
Walkin' down the street in your knock off Manolo Blahniks
All messed up just like New Orleans
Can't stand up singing “Jukebox Lean”
Super-educated
You can tell I'm really jaded
Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know
All messed up just like New Orleans
Can't stand up singing “Jukebox Lean”
Super-educated
You can tell I'm really jaded
Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know
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Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published By: A&G Songs Ltd (PRS)
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
Alright!
Step in my car
Tell me who do you think that you are
Do you wanna go far?
'Cause I'm just a man
And you're a girl who understands
Why I try, why I try, why I try
To get myself into any ol' situation
That puts me up above your highest expectations
Met you on the corner of the 5 and Dime
Baby, I can tell you're fallin' out of line
I am not a prophet , but I'll tell you what I see
Goin' sooner later on the 3 by 5
You can keep it up if you will blow my mind
I am not a prophet, but I'll tell you what I see
You're gonna be the death of me
It's such a drag
When I look back at what we had
No, it wasn't so bad
Now that it's gone
I'll be driving to a new song
Right along, right along, right along, right along
To get myself into any ol' situation
That puts me up above your highest expectations
Met you on the corner of the 5 and Dime
Baby, I can tell you're fallin' out of line
I am not a prophet , but I'll tell you what I see
Goin' sooner later on the 3 by 5
You can keep it up if you will blow my mind
I am not a prophet, but I'll tell you what I see
You're gonna be the death of me
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Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
I've been around
And I've seen all of these city's lights
And I haven't seen anything like
The mess you've left
I wish I could see the truth
Every time I looked at you
All I see are needles in your eyes
Everytime that you're around
My life gets turned upside down
Keep my name out of your mouth for good
Chorus:
Don't let those feelings through
I've given up on you
Write it all down
Cuz I won't be around
You think I'm cold
I'm the best you'll ever have
You've got some nerve
Now that you're spilling out that cheap, old verse
And I'm quite sure that it's well rehearsed
I've heard it before
I wish I could see the truth
Every time I looked at you
All I see are needles in your eyes
Everytime that you're around
My life gets turned upside down
Keep my name out of your mouth for good
Chorus
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Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published By: A&G Songs Ltd (PRS)
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
Hey little sister, I can tell you wanna rock and roll
Yeah, you're all dressed up as you're dancin on your way to school
If you want it
I can give it to you
'Cause I got it
And that's what I do
You gotta pay the toll if you wanna rock and rock and roll
You gotta pay the toll if you wanna rock and rock and roll
Hey pretty mama, let me help ya take those kids to school
Yeah, you're all dressed up 'cause you wanna see those schoolboys drool
Robble robble robble robble robble ray
Robble robble robble robble robble ray!
If you want it, I can't give it to you
'Cause I got it and it's what I do
You gotta pay the toll if you wanna rock and rock and roll
You gotta pay the toll if you wanna rock and rock and roll
Hey little sister, I can tell you wanna rock and roll
'Cause you're all dressed up as you're dancing on your way to school
Singin' robble robble robble robble ray
Singin robble robble robble robble ray!
Ya gotta pay if ya wanna rock and roll
If ya wanna wanna rock and roll
If you wanna rock and rock and roll
If you wanna wanna rock and roll
And roll
And roll
And roll
And roll
And roll!
Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
When I was young I was always ch-ch-ch-chasin' tail
Ain't got no money 'cause I had to p-p-pay my own bail
He said to me, “Son, you've got a stutter”
That don't mean much 'cause I'm undercover
Messed up, now what do we do?
I like the way you move
(When I got my eyes on you)
Can't drive a Mercedes Benz
'Cause all my life I've been livin' off my friends
Messed up, and what can we show?
Don't mean much 'cause I'm incognito
Can't drive a Mercedes Benz
'Cause all my life I've been livin' off my friends
Messed up, and what's to discover?
Baby, I'm your undercover lover
Your dad don't like that I'm always hangin' around
C'mon girl, let me take you to the bad part of town
He said to me, “What you got to hide?”
If I want to hide somethin' I'll just put it inside
Messed up, now what do we do?
I like the way you move
(When I got my hands on you)
Can't drive a Mercedes Benz
'Cause all my life I've been livin' off my friends
Messed up, and what can we show?
Don't mean much 'cause I'm incognito
Can't drive a Mercedes Benz
'Cause all my life I've been livin' off my friends
Messed up, and what's to discover?
Baby, I'm your undercover lover
Oh, I just wanna kiss
Gimme some of those lips
I want something
Give me something
Let's go do something
I want your something
Can't drive a Mercedes Benz
'Cause all my life I've been livin' off my friends
Messed up, and what can we show?
Don't mean much 'cause I'm incognito
Can't drive a Mercedes Benz
'Cause all my life I've been livin' off my friends
Messed up, and what's to discover?
Baby, I'm your undercover lover
Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
There's nothing that we can do about it
Shotgun sands, the culminated power
Gonna be here til the end of days
Baby, won't you tell me that will be ok
There's no emotion
I got it tucked up right in my front pocket
We're united in a state of stagnation
Come on and get it
I guess that I'm in love with poison
I guess that I'm in love with
There's no emotion
I guess that I'm in love with
There's no emotion
I guess that I'm in love with poison
What you say
Why don't you be confounded
On this day
This tragedy encounted
Gonna be here til the end of days
Baby, won't you tell me that will be ok
There's no emotion
I got tucked up right in my front pocket
We're united in a state of stagnation
Come on and get it
I guess that I'm in love with poison
I guess that I'm in love with
There's no emotion
I guess that I'm in love with
There's no emotion
I guess that I'm in love with poison
There's no emotion
There's no emotion
There's no emotion
There's no emotion
(Yeah)
There's no emotion
I got tucked up right in my front pocket
We're united in a state of stagnation
Come on and get it
There's no emotion
I got tucked up right in my front pocket
We're united in a state of stagnation
Come on and get it
Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published By: Copyright Control (BMI) c/o A&GSync
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
Walkin' all around the streets at night
All dressed up lookin' for a fight
You're a jukebox hero countin' down to zero, so
Sooner or later, sooner or later
You're a blackout and you know it's true
How the world, it turns for you
Movin' all around the other side
You can't stand up, fallin' out of line
Easy to ignore 'til you hit the floor, so
Sooner or later, sooner or later
Ba da da da
You're a blackout and you know it's true
Ba da da da
Oh how the stars, they shine for you
Walkin' all around the streets at night
All dressed up lookin' for a fight
You're a jukebox hero countin' down to zero, so
Sooner or later, sooner or later
You're a blackout and you know it's true
How the world, it turns for you
Ba da da da
You're a blackout and you know it's true
Ba da da da
Oh how the stars, they shine for you
Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
Come on down
Come on down
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
I know a place the people are diggin
You can dance all night with the good lookin women
The drinks are cheap and the cornbread's free
So come on out and dance with me
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
I know a place you like to go
Where the stakes are high and the tops are low
Watch your step, don't play no games
Though it don't mean much if ya got a bad name
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Shelby's got a message for you
Bet it says that I'm bad news
You gotta read it if ya know it's true
Why don't ya come on down
Everybody's going to Shelby Brown's
Why don't ya come on down
Everybody's going to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Browns
To Shelby Brown's
To Shelby Brown's
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Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published By: Copyright Control (BMI) c/o A&GSync
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
Come on down
Come on down
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
I know a place the people are diggin
You can dance all night with the good lookin women
The drinks are cheap and the cornbread's free
So come on out and dance with me
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
I know a place you like to go
Where the stakes are high and the tops are low
Watch your step, don't play no games
Though it don't mean much if ya got a bad name
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Shelby's got a message for you
Bet it says that I'm bad news
You gotta read it if ya know it's true
Why don't ya come on down
Everybody's going to Shelby Brown's
Why don't ya come on down
Everybody's going to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Brown's
Come on down to Shelby Browns
To Shelby Brown's
To Shelby Brown's
Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
All my life I've been looking for something Something to appear at the end of the rope
I'm not done till my spirit is rising
Rising to the top in a cloud of smoke
My hands sound like the rock of the ages
Pounding on the wall with the might of these pages
Pages that combine when the story's told
Stories that appear at the end of the rope
All my life I've been looking and running
Running to the bow at the end of the boat
I'll ride on like a sentient Charon
Keep it all a-flowin' on the river of souls
We'll keep on 'cause we're willing and able
Stable on the edge of this rolling table
Rolling right along so we stay afloat
Floating right along on the bow of the boat
Find the time to unwind
It's just a sign that it's not all she wrote
Burn the books we'll look like .45's
On top of the whole world
Write down all my words
To complete the pages of my secret verse
Write down all my words
You can carry on, you can carry on
Write down all my words
To complete the pages of my secret verse
Write down all my words
You can carry on, you can carry on
All my life I've been looking for something Something to appear at the end of the rope
I'm not done till my spirit is rising
Rising to the top in a cloud of smoke
Write down all my words
To complete the pages of my secret verse
Write down all my words
You can carry on, you can carry on
Write down all my words
To complete the pages of my secret verse
Write down all my words
You can carry on, you can carry on
Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
I sold my soul to a demon six string
I burned myself 'cause I need it so
My head's a mess from this red guillotine
I'm gonna shout it out loud and slow
(Whoa) We are the sons of a new vibration
(Whoa) We make our way for our own creation
(Whoa) We've got identity
(Whoa) Born of a damned generation
We've got identity
We'll make your spirit bleed
Born of a generation
We've got to get away, we've got to get away
These are the sounds of a new day rising
We give it up and play it slow
I need a check so they bring it to me
It's got the ears and a heart of gold
(Whoa) We are the sons of a new vibration
(Whoa) We make our way for our own creation
(Whoa) We've got identity
(Whoa) Born of a damned generation
We've got identity
We'll make your spirit bleed
Born of a generation
We've got to get away, we've got to get away
We've got identity
We'll make your spirit bleed
Born of a generation
We've got to get away, we've got to get away
Born of a generation
Born of a generation
Einz zwei drei vier
(Whoa) We are the sons of a new vibration
(Whoa) We make our way for our own creation
(Whoa) We've got identity
(Whoa) Born of a damned generation
We've got identity
We'll make your spirit bleed
Born of a generation
We've got to get away, we've got to get away
We've got identity
We'll make your spirit bleed
Born of a generation
We've got to get away, we've got to get away
Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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- Chelsea Automatic
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Lyrics
I heard that you might like to travel
In the black arts maybe you might dabble
You can throw a voodoo charm at this
Baby it's a maybe if you think you're gonna get a kiss
In the black arts you might dabble
My soul was made to walk and travel
Baby, I was gifted with a rhyme
Yet I was birthed at the wrong time
When the gods threw me, they somehow missed
So hit me with your mojo and I'll hold you 'til the morning mist
In the black arts you might dabble
My soul was made to walk and travel
I heard that you might like to travel
In the black arts maybe you might dabble
You can throw a voodoo charm at this
Baby it's a maybe if you think you're gonna get a kiss
In the black arts you might dabble
My soul was made to walk and travel
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Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Lyrics
(Yeah) I'm not done trying
(Yeah) The bottles are flying
I walk around like the streets of rage
And throw the dice with a fistful of anger
I need a drink cause they go right through me
I'll toss 'em back and now you're in danger
I knock 'em back and you're so proud of it
We'll make a mess that will last for days
It comes to mind like a London dungeon
Locked up in so many ways
(Yeah) I'm not done trying
(Yeah) The bottles are flying
There's not much left to say
I'm going down almost every day
I know you think I'm a rambler
Baby that's a lie, I'm a midnight gambler
Speed it up, walk around at night
To rule the streets and a way to escape for
My bottle's gone so I don't feel right
I risk my life in the arms of a stranger
I walk around like the streets of rage
And throw the dice with a fistful of anger
I need a drink cause they go right through me
I'll toss 'em back and I'll put you in danger
(Yeah) I'm not done trying
(Yeah) The bottles are flying
There's not much left to say
I'm going down almost every day
I know you think I'm a rambler
Baby that's a lie, I'm a midnight gambler
There's not much left to say
I'm going down almost every day
I know you think I'm a rambler
Baby that's a lie, I'm a midnight gambler
There's not much more to say
I'm lost most every day
Some say that I'm a rambler
Baby that's a lie, I'm a midnight gambler
There's not much more to say
I'm lost most every day
Some say that I'm a rambler
Baby that's a lie, I'm a midnight gambler
There's not much more to say
I'm lost most every day
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Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published by: Copyright Control (BMI) c/o A&GSync
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published by: Copyright Control (BMI) c/o A&GSync
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
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- Chelsea Automatic
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Clearance
Master Owned By: Chelsea Automatic
Published by: Copyright Control (BMI) c/o A&GSync
Performed By: Chelsea Automatic
Written By: J Fina, A Donaldson, E Groseclose & J Donaldson
- Label/Owner
- Chelsea Automatic
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