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Junkie Girl
03:04
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Here comes that junkie girl
trying to bum my smokes again
Cross the street like a Tilt a whirl
Back and forth, then back again
I see her on my way to work
wondering where she will end up
Sad times ahead for her
Back alleys, parking lots and cars
Wake up in the middle of night
Still wondering if she’ll be alright
Never know if she made it home that night
Destination East Hastings St.
where no one wants to be
Where everything is not alright
Ya, Ya Ya,
Here comes that junkie girl, ya
Ya, Ya Ya
Cross the street like a Tilt a whirl, ya
Ya, Ya Ya,
Here comes that junkie girl, ya
Ya, Ya Ya
Cross the street like a Tilt a whirl, ya
Once a month it’s Mardi Gras
Frogger classic in your car
I don’t see that junkie girl
Crossing back and forth again
I see her on my way to work
wondering where she will end up
Sad times ahead for her
Back alleys, parking lots and cars
Wake up in the middle of night
Still wondering if she’ll be alright
Never know if she made it home that night
Destination East Hastings St.
where no one wants to be
Where everything is not alright
Ya, Ya Ya,
Here comes that junkie girl, ya
Ya, Ya Ya
Cross the street like a Tilt a whirl, ya
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2. |
Homeless
02:56
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Day after day, and time after time
Standing like a statue in this god forsaken line
My gospel is the union it opens up at nine
Thank you very much for telling me that I’ll be fine
Well we all know now that escape is very slim
I don’t understand how the hell am I supposed to win, Oh no no
Homeless
I’ve got nothing to eat
Homeless
And I’m walkin’ my beat
Homeless
A people lookin’ at me
Homeless
Oh oh oh oh
Homeless
I’ve got nothing to eat
Homeless
And I’m walkin’ my beat
Homeless
A people lookin’ at me
Homeless
Week after week, things still looking bleak
look further down south and you’ll seen nothing but bare feet
Nothing really changes, going on for 30 years
lost souls seeking numbness in a polluted river of tears
Well we all know now that escape is very slim
I don’t understand how the hell am I supposed to win, no no no
Homeless
I’ve got nothing to eat
Homeless
And I’m walkin’ my beat
Homeless
A people lookin’ at me
Homeless
Oh oh oh oh
Homeless
I’ve got nothing to eat
Homeless
And I’m walkin’ my beat
Homeless
A people lookin’ at me
Homeless
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3. |
My Part Of Town
03:07
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Where have all the hookers gone, and the dirty streets
filthy cigarette sidewalks, the White Lunch and there’s Save On Meats
he says hey man can you spare some coin? as he rifles through my coat
Can’t wait to get to my part of town
Can’t wait to get to my part of town
saw a guy rob a liquor store, I seen him get away
He whacked a lady with a 2x4, cuz’ she’s going grey
He said hey man, I can spare your life if you take off down the street
Can’t wait to get to my part of town
Can’t wait to get to my part of town
Can’t wait to get to my part of town
Can’t wait to get to my part of town
All his stuff has gone to San Francisco Pawn
He could not pay his rent cuz he over spent
A nickel, a dime, a cheap bottle a wine, it keeps him going past suppertime
Whatcha gonna do little boys in blue, next door neighbor and you still ain’t gotta clue
Can wait to get to my part of town
Can wait to get to my part of town
Can wait to get to my part of town
Can wait to get to my part of town
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4. |
Fantasy World
03:02
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Don’t want to talk about it, I see through your mask
You’re like a smeared painting, Fragile as glass
I know that you think that everything is okay
How you built up this fantasy of yours
You’ll never ever know the damage you’ve done
How could you in your fantasy world
You repeat the process, you don’t realize
How many more times, are you gonna victimize
You pick at my brain every night and every day,
How the hell do you think that, that is ever okay
You’ll never ever know the damage that you’ve done
How could you in your fantasy world
I know that you think that everything is okay
How you built up this fantasy of yours
You’ll never ever know the damage you’ve done
How could you in your fantasy world
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5. |
Swing And A Miss
03:30
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Back in 1989, blue black hair down to my waistline,
not a care in the world, with my nonstop party girl
We’re heading out to the show
Me and my old lady were good to go, these hicks they started a fuss
When we got off the bus
Calling me a faggot, just because I have long hair
Relentless jeers, calling me a queer, I had enough of them acting tough
I took a swing and a miss for you baby
I took a swing and a miss
I took a swing and a miss for ya honey
I took a swing and a miss
I took a swing and a miss for you baby
I took a swing and a miss
I - I took a swing and a miss
Longest walk of my life, embarrassed me and my wife
That’s where I draw the line, that’s when I got the sign
Took a chance, I said let's dance, all the while i’m just shittin’ my pants
They said, hey man chill out, we’re just messin’ about
Calling me a faggot, just because I have long hair
Relentless jeers, calling me a queer, I had enough of them acting tough
I took a swing and a miss for you baby
I took a swing and a miss
I took a swing and a miss for you honey
I took a swing and a miss
I took a swing and a miss for you baby
I took a swing and a miss
I - I took a swing and a miss
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6. |
See You In The Morning
04:36
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Goddammit, I know I should have planned it
Didn’t think about stability
Wish I thought about it a little bit longer
Could've dodged a bullet in dishonesty
You thought you were always right and you claimed you're my biggest fan
This was all before things went south and you fucked off to Japan
Do you see this?
I don’t want this
I don’t care if you have to dance
This has gotta to be the worse weekend that I could ever plan
Will I see you in the morning?
Oh man you know I just don’t care
I wish I never called you or worked my way around you
Oh man you know I just don’t care
Misdemeanor, it could have been cleaner
Didn't think about civility
Should have thought longer and been a bit stronger
Could have been your lack of sobriety
You thought you were always right and you claimed you're my biggest fan
This was all before things went south and you fucked off to Japan
Do you see this?
I don’t want this
I don’t care if you have to dance
This has gotta to be the worse weekend that I could ever plan
Will I see you in the morning?
Oh man you know I just don’t care
I wish I never called you or worked my way around you
Oh man you know I just don’t care
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7. |
Thinking Of You
04:20
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I’ll meet you down at the station
Just around a quarter to three
You can tell me all of your frustrations
Or how about you just tell me why we’re going our separate ways
I don’t know why I even bothered
I don’t know why I even cared
All I know is that I’m done here
and I got nothing here to lose, but a mind full of memories and booze
In the dead of night, when everything’s alright
and I’m lying here thinking of you, are you thinking of me?
Goddamn was I so wrong, that’s why I wrote this song
Cause I thought you were thinking of me, when I was thinking of you
Sure, I know, I lost our money
I’m not a gambling man, but I try to be
Give me one more chance at the casino
And I’ll tell you that I’ll win in another round or 2 or maybe 3
I hope you know that I found out
that I was not the only one
I guess you sure deserve a shout out
For pulling the wool over my eyes, cuz I never really did theorize
In the dead of night, when everything’s alright
and I’m lying here thinking of you, are you thinking of me?
Goddamn was I so wrong, that’s why I wrote this song
Cause I thought you were thinking of me, when I was thinking of you
I could tell you I’ve made my mind up
I could tell you why, but would you really care
Jesus Christ even calls you out...and I say
Then I’ll pretend and ask were you were even there
In the dead of night, when everything’s alright
and I’m lying here thinking of you, are you thinking of me?
Goddamn was I so wrong, that’s why I wrote this song
Cause I thought you were thinking of me, when I was thinking of you
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I look ahead and what do I see
a shattered girl is my reality
I don’t how I’ll sort this out in my head, ya
Her missile silo is a pointing at me
It’s not how I envisioned my life to be
sometimes I think I’d be better off dead, ya
I sure don’t know the reason why
I think I’m quite a stand-up guy
Never one to push the mark
This-may-just-be-the-final-spark
Now don’t shoot your mouth off in a blaze today
I don’t know how else I can say it to your face so turn away
Now don’t shoot your mouth off in a blaze today
I don’t know how else I can say it to your face so turn away
Well I don’t know how the story unfolds
could go either way truth be told
There’s gotta be a better solution for me and you, ya
Chit chat, chit chat with all of your friends
Don’t bother coming back to make amends
I think I gotta good solution, it’s me without you, ya
I sure don’t know the reason why
I think I’m quite a stand-up guy
Never one to push the mark
This-may-just-be-the-final-spark
Now don’t shoot your mouth off in a blaze today
I don’t know how else I can say it to your face so turn away
Now don’t shoot your mouth off in a blaze today
I don’t know how else I can say it to your face so turn away
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9. |
Free Falling
03:41
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Tick tock, tick tock everything is spinning
homewrecker, flaccid pecker, too much drinkin’
Half the time I’m doing fine, but I know this just ain’t me
Tic Tac, Tic Tac, to hide my darkest secret
Step forward, go back and brush under the carpet
It’s the little things that I can’t bring, but I know this just ain’t me
Like a vintage tent, propped up and spent, and travelling’ across the plains
play the victim like your Oscar bound, so goddamn right insane
Feeling like I let you down, and further down again
Like a natural born loser, self-appointed soul abuser
Free falling down upon the ground
Crashing down a flight of stairs I hope no one's around, to see me
Free falling down upon the ground
Crashing down a flight of stairs, now I don’t even wanna be me
I know, you know, everybody’s thinking it
Don’t move past go or everybody’s drinking it
It’s the little things that I can’t bring, but I know this just ain’t me
Like a vintage tent, propped up and spent, and travelling’ across the plains
play the victim like your Oscar bound, so goddamn right insane
Feeling like I let you down, and further down again
Like a natural born loser, self-appointed soul abuser
Free falling down upon the ground
Crashing down a flight of stairs I hope no one's around, to see me
Free falling down upon the ground
Crashing down a flight of stairs, now I don’t even wanna be me
I've got a nasty headache
And I can barely see
drunk dialed 3 ex-wives last night … oh Jesus Christ, fuck me
Free falling down upon the ground
Crashing down a flight of stairs I hope no one's around, to see me
Free falling down upon the ground
Crashing down a flight of stairs, now I don’t even wanna be me
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10. |
Crawling Back To Me
03:48
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We gonna do this again?
Look at you crawling back to me
you claimed you loved me but that ain’t no possibility
Lies and more lies, you spoke to me but were disguised
I don’t know how you slept at night
Consciously stealing my trust every day
Acting self-righteous was just your forte
how can you even try, when you’re off with some other guy?
Bring on the night, it’s not too dark to see
I can’t believe my eyes again, you’re crawling back to me
Cash came a calling and it’s not too hard to see
I can’t believe my eyes again, you’re crawling back to me
I almost fell into your trap again
Too many temptations until you zipped your yap again
sad, it’s so sad, that someone could act out this bad
her conscience thinly veiled, surprised? I’m not
I just realized
Consciously stealing my trust every day
Acting self-righteous was just your forte
how can you even try, when you’re off with some other guy?
Bring on the night, it’s not too dark to see
I can’t believe my eyes again, you’re crawling back to me
Cash came a calling and it’s not too hard to see
I can’t believe my eyes again, you’re crawling back to me
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Dirtbag Republic Vancouver, British Columbia
Vancouver sleaze rockers deliver punishing sleazy tunes along the lines of Hanoi Rocks, D Generation, Aerosmith, NY
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The bands 2015 & 2017 albums were critically well received and ended up on several 2015/2017 best of lists.
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