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Turn It Around
04:41
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I've been awake for too long
I had a thought, but it's gone
I feel like I'm forgetting
Something I meant to tell you
Oh yeah, our business is through
I'm leaving, and please don't follow
I can't wait to get back
And into my room
Don't mean to sound arrogant
Trust me, I know where I stand
I'm floating near the bottom
But when you look at yourself
Can't you see you're not treating yourself well
You've ruined all you said you loved
I don't believe
It's ever too late
To turn it around, turn it around
Turn it around, yeah, turn it around
Just sit and let me tell you
Why I've got a problem with you
You take, but you don't give, no
You're young and the world's in your hands
You've got a good lookin' band
The sun revolves around your head
You don't believe you'll ever get old
But you're getting old, you're getting old
You're getting old, yeah, you're getting old
Turn it around, turn it around
Turn it around, yeah, turn it around
The sun revolves around your head
The sun revolves around your head
The sun revolves around your head
The sun revolves around your head
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2. |
Making It Up As I Go
04:30
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Questions to answers again
Feeling alone, adrift, again
My friends all said they had my back
I guess they never specified as to when or for how long
My world, it seems to turn so slow
I've been making it up as I go
And all I've learned is I don't know
Staring into the void again
Can never seem to get it to stare back
When old friends ask me how I've been
I feel the need to lie about that, about that
My world, it seems to turn so slow
I've been making it up as I go
And all I've learned is I don't know
Yeah, I don't know
I don't know
I don't know
Anything about you
My world, it seems to turn so slow
I've been making it up as I go
And all I've learned is I don't know
Anything about you
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3. |
Leaving Alone
03:09
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I've been sitting
Watching myself go by
I'm getting tired
Of seeing myself in this light
I've been thinking 'bout packing up
And heading out once again
You see, I feel like I'm broken down
And I need to get up my friend
Then I'm shutting the door
I'm turning the lights out
I'm leaving alone
And I ain't coming back home
I'm leaving alone
And I'm not turning around
I'm hitting the road
Say your goodbyes while you can
Well, I'm still sitting
Still watching myself go by
Nothing
Ever seems right; nothing
Seems to pass by
They say it's all temporary
But it's still hanging around
I'm just waiting
To get out of this town
Then I'm shutting the door
I'm turning the lights out
I'm leaving alone
And I ain't coming back home
I'm leaving alone
And I'm not turning around
I'm hitting the road
So say your goodbyes while you can
Yeah, I'm gonna hit the road again
Yes, I'm packing it up, and heading out once again, my friend
I'm shutting the door
I'm turning the lights out
I'm leaving alone
And I ain't coming back home
I'm leaving alone
And I'm not turning around
I'm hitting the road
So say your goodbyes while you can
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A choice between the past, and something worse
Dying ain't no chore, and life's a curse
You never seem to have any luck
You're fucked no matter what
Do you choose a grisly end or live in shame?
You've been losing all the pieces, and now you've lost the game
When everything's on fire, and you seem to be stuck
You're fucked no matter what
No matter what you do today
You're getting fucked in every way
So simmer down, and listen up
You're fucked no matter what
When rent is due, that's when you're broke
Spent it on women you'll never know
No company, no kind of luck
You're fucked no matter what
You used to have so many friends, it seems
But now, they've gotten older, and they've left the scene
When you're the oldest person at The Loving Touch
You're fucked no matter what
Your job's an unfulfilling, shitty slog
You've been climbing up that ladder, and
Keep dodging rocks
But now you realize that you sold your soul for a buck
And you're fucked no matter what
No matter what you do today
You're getting fucked in every way
So simmer down, and listen up
You're fucked no matter what
When rent is due, that's when you're broke
Spent it on women you'll never know
No company, no kind of luck
You're fucked no matter what
Yeah, you're fucked no matter what
No matter what, no matter what
Yeah, you're fucked no matter what
You're fucked
You're fucked no matter what
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The Hourlies Detroit, Michigan
The Hourlies are four Detroit scene vets that all reside somewhere in the space between garage
rock, blues, punk,
and psyche rock. The result is blues guitar hooks, played at the speed of punk, with
just enough psychedelic chaos to keep things interesting.
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