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Alley Beers
03:35
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End game is never enough
Tomorrow is gonna be rough
Easiest cure for the pain
To do it all over again
Don't care about being late
Gotta get into a state
Brother let's make a cheer
Just one more alley beer
Drinking down the alley
Cutting through the gangway
Maybe take the long way
All just part of the journey
Never go in lightly
Seems we do it nightly
Beers down the alley
All just part of the journey
Let's have another drink
Before we go out to drink
I know that this is right
It's the best part of the night
Drinking down the alley
Cutting through the gangway
Maybe take the long way
All just part of the journey
Never go in lightly
Seems we do it nightly
Beers down the alley
All just part of the journey
Let's make a cheer – First round’s on you
To all those alley beers – First round’s on you
Just one more cheer – First round’s on you
Pass me an alley beer – First round’s on you
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2. |
Neighborhood Legend
03:43
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Whoa, we told stories about you
Most of them are true
So damn real to us
Was it real to you?
You look up to me?
I look up to you
You write a story about us
Maybe the legends are true
Some may say it’s crazy but why would we leave
Some write tales of running, what does that even mean?
Always got some love here, we’re never alone
Forever we call this our home
Still we spend some time after all these years
Meet me on the corner, we’ll cheer a couple beers
Always got some love here we’re never alone
Forever we call this our home
Whoa, we told stories about you
Mostly remember what’s true
Let’s celebrate us
Cheers to you being you
You’re a legend to me
Say I’m a legend to you?
If the night is still young
Let’s write something new
All the heroes that we seek
Been forever here with me
Right in my city, inside my family
Remember brother that you’re a fuckin’ legend to me
Whoa, we told stories about you
Best believe them true
You make that movie about us
I wrote this song for you
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3. |
Cheap Insecurity
03:06
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You smell like insecurity
Really cheap insecurity
Hate to judge what you’re about but I’m gonna
Hairs once was in my nose they done fallen out
Wasn’t sad but your stank done made me cry
That smell applied it brought tears to my eyes
You walk around in a cloud but that just ain’t the smell
Livin’ life for the club and that’s my kind of hell
Your shallowness it’s offending me
And with those sunglasses on you’ll never see
You smell like insecurity
Really cheap insecurity
Soap and deodorant would have been enough
Taken things overboard you’re stinking it up
Image no substance doesn’t have to be that way
Happy that you had to leave but why does your stink have to stay?
You walk around in a cloud but that just ain’t the smell
Livin’ life for the club and that’s my kind of hell
Your shallowness it’s offending me
And with those sunglasses on you’ll never see
You smell like insecurity
Really cheap insecurity
Damnit you stink, I cannot think
Becoming obsessed with catching my breath
I should not judge but you’ve invaded too much
Air is so fake with aroma I hate
Insecure ass, my nasal collapse
Taking my air and it isn’t fair
I cannot breath, please won’t you leave
I cannot think, damnit you stink
Damnit you stink
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4. |
RHOS
01:37
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RHOS
Your RHOS
Are you stupid or just insane?
Your RHOS
RHOS
Your RHOS
Your false pride so fucking lame
Your RHOS
RHOS
Your RHOS
All your hate so inhumane
Your RHOS
RHOS
Your RHOS
Hypocrisy is your fucking name
RHOS
RHOS
Your RHOS
Unless your rich you’re fucking lame
Your RHOS
RHOS
Your RHOS
This country’s in a lot of pain
Your RHOS
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You embraced the ignorance
Crawled up into bed and gave him a kiss
Never mind intelligence
What’s never been had will never be missed
Forget about the consequence
You’re not the one who’s feeling at risk
Can only be a pessimist
The world can see that we’re failing the test
Now grab yourself a front row seat
It’s the end of the world and it’s gonna be neat
I think we’re all fucked this time
It’s the end of the world, we’re all gonna die
Whoopee, we’re all gonna die!
Had a good run maybe this will be fun
World up in flames, it’s over and done
Pretty clear here idiocracy won
There’s no way out, nowhere to run
Now grab yourself a front row seat
It’s the end of the world and it’s gonna be neat
I think we’re all fucked this time
It’s the end of the world, we’re all gonna die
Whoopee, we’re all gonna die!
You ate up all the lies
Wasn’t just 45
I’m thinking it’s the end
Maybe we’re better off dead
And it’s one, two, three, I know what we’re fighting for
About time we all gave a damn, ‘cause this ship in going down
And it’s five, six, seven, come on let’s disgrace this hate
Ain’t no time to wonder why, whoopee, we’re all gonna die
Whoopee, we’re all gonna die!
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No thoughts, no prayers
Why’d you think that I’d even care
Bullshit praise and sympathies
So glad that you had to leave
So happy, so goddamn happy
So happy when the bad people die
No hero, no friends
Nobody loved you up until the end
I celebrate now that you’re gone
Those that cry well they are wrong
So happy, so goddamn happy
So happy when the bad people die
I don’t cry when the terrible people die
I don’t cry when the terrible people die
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7. |
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Always tell this one from back in the day
Inner city park, we made up its name
Someone made a slide from the ice and the snow
Who the fuck it was? Nobody knows
No! No one took pictures
Whoa! To you it’s just fiction
Just a memory - holding on to what we hold dear
Memories – images still crystal clear
Just another dumb story to you. Innocence, forever true
Just a memory, that means the world to me
Just a few of us then work got around
Started seeing kids from all over town
Line stretching on outside of the park
Continued hanging out till well after dark
Best week of winter that we ever had
Like so many things it just had to end
Gangbanger came and punched Shad in the face
Sun and spring came and the slide went away
No! No one took pictures
Whoa! To you it’s just fiction
Just a memory - holding on to what we hold dear
Memories – images still crystal clear
Just another dumb story to you. Innocence, forever true
Just a memory, that means the world to me
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8. |
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Keep your eyes closed so you don’t have to watch
And tally up the nights you’ve been inside with a notch
On the bright side I seldom get lost in this room
And I keep the deadbolt locked in case the doorknob starts to move
Your head is all echoes, your movements are rehearsed
Regrets stay where you found them
But there’s beer in the fridge if you wanna make it worse
A thousand miles away from where we started out at first
There’s nothing left to say and none of this can be reversed
I left my bridges burning
The bubbles about to burst
But there’s beer in the fridge if you wanna make it worse
Don’t complicate this more than it’s worth
There’s nowhere else that I’d rather be here on earth
I feel lucky to have at least felt what I felt
But if I could make it go away well shit man that’d be swell
Your head is all echoes, your movements are rehearsed
Regrets stay where you found them
But there’s beer in the fridge if you wanna make it worse
A thousand miles away from where we started out at first
There’s nothing left to say and none of this can be reversed
I left my bridges burning
The bubbles about to burst
But there’s beer in the fridge if you wanna make it worse
Your head is all echoes, your movements are rehearsed
Regrets stay where you found them
But there’s beer in the fridge if you wanna make it worse
A thousand miles away from where we started out at first
There’s nothing left to say and none of this can be reversed
I left my bridges burning
The bubbles about to burst
But there’s beer in the fridge so I guess it could be worse
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9. |
Chicago Girls
02:18
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Kicks my ass when I need it
Holds me tight when I’m defeated
Smile is always on her face
When she puts me in my place
She won’t back down from a fight
And still love you every night
Always gonna make it fun
Just as long as she has won
(She’s) beautiful not Innocent
Love you, loyal, not a pacifist
None like her in all the world
She’s a Chicago girl
Kinda nuts and she knows it
May be off but she controls
She works hard everyday
And you can bet she’ll have her say
(She’s) beautiful not Innocent
Love you, loyal, not a pacifist
None like her in all the world
She’s a Chicago girl
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10. |
Old Man Time
03:25
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Earplugs ‘cause my ears ring
Thick glasses ‘cause I can’t see
Forcing out another rhyme
Riding on this old man time
Can’t run and hide from the truth
See you laughing as I fight for my youth
I’ve wasted all these years
Words sang and no one cares
Embracing all my fears
Holding back all these tears
So much that I have missed
Begging for another chance
Forcing out another rhyme
Riding on this old man time
Can’t run and hide from the truth
See you laughing as I fight for my youth
And I, I woke up early again
Not even gonna try to pretend
That it’s getting any easier
I’m just getting crazier
Oh god does my back ache
More cheers that you fake
Forcing out another rhyme
Riding on this old man time
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11. |
Last Try
04:04
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Well I’ll try this one more time
Saying that I quit but I lied
Guess it’s time for one last try
‘Cause if I walked away I might die inside
I tried to leave her, I kept coming back
I tried to kill her but she never left
How about another foolish try
One more chance to keep us both alive
Well I’ll try this one more time
Saying that I quit but I lied
Guess it’s time for one last try
‘Cause if I had to quit I might die inside
I tried to leave her, I kept coming back
I tried to kill her but she never left
How about another foolish try
One more chance to keep us both alive
Straining for some melody
On and off sick chemistry
What a horrible destiny
Decades of my misery
I tried to leave her, I kept coming back
I tried to kill her but she never left
How about another foolish try
One more chance to keep us both alive
I don’t understand it
I just can’t explain
None of this makes no sense
I just might be insane
I tried to leave her, I kept coming back
I tried to kill her but she never left
How about another foolish try
One more chance to keep us both alive
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12. |
American Ruse
02:30
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The Last Great Riot Chicago, Illinois
Born in Chicago, melodic punk rock with hints of garage rock, hardcore, and riff-rock. Simple songs about life and the good and bad times. Guitarist/vocalist John A Beavers, drummer Scott Durand, and bassist Mario Mazzone just want to make noise and drink the beer you buy for them. ... more
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