1. |
Tonight
04:12
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In a world of hustlers
in a world of goodbyes
we’re always growing older
always looking behind
Anything can happen in the
blink of an eye.
We should share this moment
take some time.
Tonight I’m waiting for you
Tonight I’m waiting for young
Tonight
Everybody lies from
time to time
I keep telling myself
to justify
It’s hard to tell you everything
will be fine
We should share this moment
baby, make some time.
Tonight I’m waiting for you.
Tonight I’m waiting for you.
Tonight.
The shadows lie
But in between the
dark and light
I know that I could die
lying in your arms
tonight.
In a world of hustlers
in a world of goodbyes
we’re always growing older
always looking behind
Tonight I’m waiting for you
Tonight I’m waiting for you
Tonight I’m waiting for you tonight
Tonight I’m waiting for you tonight
Aching for you tonight - oooo tonight...
Tonight
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2. |
Vampires
04:58
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When we gonna sail away, sail away from the mainland.
Maybe start a colony, a colony on a island
How long do you think it takes, think it takes until they find us
What'll be the punishment, the punishment to remind us.
I'm tired of waiting here
Stumbling through my days
I'm tired of being drained
By the vampires of our age
If this is not a game and life is not a stage
Who is gonna kill the vampires of our age.
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3. |
The Prize Fighter
04:09
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There’s blood in my eyes
and these legs of mine
are swollen and tight
Damn the headlines
cause I never took a dive
in my life
I’ve always been a fighting man
I was born with broken hands
a bloodied nose, an early grave
I’m still waiting on my title bout
I had a shot but I never thought
I’d get a better life than the one I got
Now that he’s gone
I am not my father’s son anymore
I remember his eyes
and the look
the look I’d always despise.
He was just a fighting man
he was born with broken hands
a crooked nose, a sturdy gaze
he was gonna raise a champion
He had a shot but he never thought
He’d get a better life than the one I got
All the promises that you made
where did all of them go?
There’s blood in my eyes
and these legs of mine are
swollen and tight
I’ve always been a fighting man
I was born with broken hands
a bloodied nose, an early grave
I’m still waiting for my title bout.
I had a shot but I never thought
I’d get a better life than the one I got
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4. |
Jeremiah
03:50
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It’s easy to believe American dreams
and easier to call them liars and thieves
They’ve been hungry
since they were children
when they need hope
and you need villains
It’s easier to call them liars and thieves.
Away into exile they’re thrown
fighting headwinds,
broken highways
trying to find new homes
And while they rise to build new histories
we stand around and disagree.
Hey man, life is so cheap
Only got a twenty til' the end of the week
Oh, Jeremiah.
It’s easy to believe American Dreams
It’s easy to repeat the mythology
Don’t tell me you’ve got all the answers
These don’t look like greener pastures
Please, spare me your American dreams.
Away into exile they’re thrown
fighting headwinds,
broken highways
trying to find new homes
And while they rise to build new histories
we stand around and disagree.
Hey man, life is so cheap
Only got a twenty til' the end of the week
Oh, Jeremiah.
So, that's what it means to turn the other cheek.
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5. |
Don't Wanna Break
04:48
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When the gypsy
Took me by the arm
And read my wicked palms
I explained away my flaws Like I always do.
And though I thought
She would amaze
And show me many things She just stared into my eyes Until I could barely see
And at first I thought I’d be Paralyzed by the things Things that I just couldn’t see But if you’ll stay here with me I’ll make due with a few
A few of my senses remain
I don’t wanna break your heart I’ve been known to fall apart But if you trust me to be true Can I trust you?
All the gurus
All the saints are called
By different names
Varying their claims
But they all just sound the same And if there’s a God above
I tried to call her name
I waited on his flame
I thought they might do the same
Once you’ve questioned everything What are you gonna do
When there’s nothing left to believe? Don’t you put your faith in me.
Well, I might stick around
I can’t promise
That I’ll never leave
I don’t wanna break your heart I’ve been known to fall apart
If you trust me to be true
Can I trust you?
We could dream of yesterdays Let our futures waste away
We were beautiful back then Not yet broken, not so dead. But those were never glory days We’ve lived long enough to say We were just two stupid kids
So discontent
How’d we wind up in the same place?
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Todd Baker Brooklyn, New York
This Brooklyn based (and southern raised) singer/songwriter has fronted various types of bands from Prog-rock outfits & jam bands to Pink Floyd inspired psychedelic acts. However, if left to his own devices his Southern roots & strong pop sensibilities shine right through. He's a storyteller with a penchant for big hooks, catchy melodies and a knack for making the new sound suddenly familiar. ... more
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