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Tombstones (remastered)
03:18
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Tombstones
I like the outskirts
the high desert towns
where there ain't much to do
except just hang around
I like the places
I've never been
leave the light on for me
at the Motel 6 again
but you don't have to
go the way that I do
but I refuse to
live that way again
I've done the 9 to 6
pulling out my hair
carving up my wrist
I think it's safe to say
I've done gone and made my escape
escape
I sit by the tombstones
off the old interstate
they do remind me
we all end up in the same place
before they put me
underneath that ground
I'm gonna do what I love
and I love to ramble 'round
but you don't have to
go the way that I do
but I refuse to
live that way again
I've done the 9 to 6
pulling out my hair
carving up my wrist
I think it's safe to say
I've done gone and made my escape
escape
with a bottle of something cheap
and a blinking neon sign
lord knows I’m feeling just fine
it might be true im barely
getting by
but I ain't felt this free in a long time
no I ain't felt this free in a long time
but you don't have to
go the way that I do
but I refuse to
live that way again
I've done the 9 to 6
pulling out my hair
carving up my wrist
I think it's safe to say
I've done gone and made my escape
escape
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I like things that kill
I like things that kill
I like things that kill
all the things that kill
all the things I love
are all the things I quit
I miss you like I miss whiskey
cocaine and cigarettes
call my sponsor up
I’ve got something weighing
on my mind
I like things that waste me
eradicate me
honey I like things that kill
I like things that kill
I like things that kill
I like things that kill
all the things that kill
all the things I quit
were all the reasons that I lived
them late nights
them neon signs
the sweet taste of your kiss
call my sponsor up
we’re picking right back up
where we left off last time
I like things that waste me
eradicate me
honey I like things that kill
I like things that kill
I like things that kill
I like things that kill
all the things that kill
all the things I love
are all the things I quit
I miss you like I miss whiskey
cocaine and cigarettes
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my friends don't pick up the phone
or text me back when I say "what's up"
they don't do happy hour
they don't meet me out for lunch
they don't plan for the future
go on vacation or get drunk
the good times just came and went
now we don't talk about them much
no we don't talk about them much
all my friends
all my friends
all my friends have died
and even though i'm up here singing
I feel a little dead inside
cause all of my
all of my
friends have died
Jeff never had a chance
the dope was there since day one
Tanya was probably murdered
but poor folks rarely see justice
Shane fell in love with himself
and finally died of a broken heart
Dominic lost his war with cancer
but goddamn he fought it hard
good goddamn son you fought that shit hard
cause all my friends
all my friends
all my friends have died
and even though i'm up here screaming
I feel a little dead inside
cause all of my
all of my
friends have died
my friends don't pick up the phone
or text me back when I say "what's up"
they don't do happy hour
they don't meet me out for lunch
they don't plan for the future
go on vacation or get drunk
the good times just came and went
now we don't talk about them much
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2nd Wind (remastered)
03:28
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it was margarita Monday
down at the Cha Cha Lounge
I stumbled in alone
not one familiar face in the house
and i was fading llike the ice in my drink
some version of myself
just watered down and not quite as sweet
there ain't no use in hiding it
I was outrunning all common sense
no one gets that drunk on accident
a high millage heart
all wrecked and totaled out
I was ready to buckle under
until i saw her moving through that crowd
I thought I didn't need saving
but she proved me wrong
cause when she wrote down that number
it may as well said 911
there ain't no use in hiding it
I was outrunning all common sense
that's just when I caught my second wind
and in this city of angels you are
the only one I've met
call me a holy roller cause I
am born again
hallelujah a-fuckin-men
there ain't no use in hiding it
I was outrunning all common sense
that's just when
that's just when
that's just when I caught my second wind
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I should have never got married
that first time around
I made a fool of myself
more red flags than i could ever count
but I’m glad i did
cause i was traveling
the only way that i knew how
I took the long way
I took the long way
back roads for decades
but I finally made it
I took the long way
I took the long way
did shit the hard way
but I finally made it
I finally made it to
I finally made it to you
I should have never moved to Los Angeles
I should have never quit my band
I should have never told them all to fuck off
when I had them
eating right there from my hand
but im glad I did
cause now I’m stumbling
the only way that I know how
I took the long way
I took the long way
back roads for decades
but i finally made it
I took the long way
I took the long way
did shit the hard way
but I finally made it
I finally made it to
I finally made it to you
you ain’t going to hear me say I’m sorry
cause I’m not
I’m just trying to make the most of whatever
of whatever time
we still got
I took the long way
I took the long way
I took the long way
I took the long way
I took the long way
I finally made it
I finally made it to
I finally made it to you
I took the long way
I should have never got married
that first time around
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say that you don't mind
when they look down their nose at us
cause they all live and die
laugh and cry
just like the rest of us
these people never smile
the way they did back home
but those days have come and gone
my youth is gone
and I have grown to have these
deep valley blues
it's going to take me too much time
to make my way back home to you
and you know it ain't the distance honey
it's the altitude
I got them
deep valley blues
call it like you see it
cause it is what it is
so many miles away from old St. Lou
almost forgot it exist
and I keep spending more than I make
and I can hardly pay this rent
a vicious cycle that's been burning
and it's burning from both ends
I got them
deep valley blues
it's going to take me too much time
to make my way back home to you
and you know it ain't the distance honey
it's the altitude
I got them
deep valley blues
deep valley blues
it's going to take me too much time
to make my way back home to you
and you know it ain't the distance honey
it's the altitude
I got them deep valley blues
I got them deep valley blues
I got them deep San Fernando Valley blues
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there was nothing
in our drinks
but the ice and rye whiskey
and there was nothing
up our sleeves
but our elevated heart beats
we were lost
in August
we were as native
as the palms
no one cared where we came from
we are still here
and it’s now
but we wont forget how it
all went down
we were lost
in August
when you look
don’t look back
because there ain’t
nothing left
except those Motel 6 beds
and them floral print spreads
we were lost
in August
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one more mile marker
one more crease in my face
one more well-oiled text message
from an unfamiliar place
I've been talking
been thinking
about slowing down my pace
but like these tumble weeds
I ain't got a choice
where the air is pushing me
never amounted
to much of nothing
but I'm still here and I still think
that counts for something
and I ain't starving
for attention
boy I'll gnaw your ear right off
about the high cost of free living
five hours on this barstool
they're talking shit about LA
all the drunken fools
proud of they cities and they states
the road goes on forever
the party never ends
when you’ve got strangers like these
tell me who needs fucking friends
and I ain't waiting
on inpiration
but I know I'll find it near the bottom
of this libation
and I ain't starving for attention
boy I'll gnaw your ear right off
rationalizing this alcoholism
never amounted
to much of nothing
but I'm still here and I still think
thank counts for something
and I ain't starving
for attention
I could gnaw your ear right off
but tonight
for right now
in this moment
I think I'd rather listen
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Trouble To Find
if I controlled minds
the way you believe
I wouldn't have you believing such things
a full mystery why
you've determined that I
am behind the curtain pulling strings
I know you're not well
so I gave you a pass
but don't think of trying me again
can't beat your illness with logic or reason
so I sleep with a bat by the bed
cause if there is trouble I'll find it
right after it has found me
but I think it's time
to clear the air
cause it's getting harder to breathe
if I'm the thin ice
of which you are skating
then why not go back to the shore?
if I am the thunder
the black clouds-a-rolling
then why are you chasing the storm?
I know I can take things too personally
But personally man
I think you’re obsessed
I hope you get help
or struck by a bus
you know something real quick
and painless
cause if there is trouble you'll find it
just like the way you found me
but I think it's fine
that justice is blind
cause I don't need more eyes watching me
you can walk away now
or refuse to back down
but I'll do what i need to stay safe
yeah I'll do what i need
I'll do what i need
I'll do what i need to stay safe
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Hollywood, Hollywood
quick-stop corner store
poison every night
they just see one side of me
the anxious and uptight
two more airline shots
walking towards the train
sugar, bring me back to life
and I’ll be on my way
to Hollywood, Hollywood
Hollywood, Hollywood
hey man where you from?
where you stay?
why you here?
we answer the questions
and disperse, disappear
things are just the way they are
it ain't wrong or right
we ain't friends or enemies
cause we ain't got the time
in Hollywood, Hollywood
Hollywood, Hollywood
I don’t know what ails you
but I could empathize
cause we found california
but it's far from paradise
in Hollywood, Hollywood
Hollywood, Hollywood
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Bradley Palermo Los Angeles, California
Bradley Palermo & The Shadow Queens release the new "Praise & Worship" LP on Friday October 13th. It's a dark folk tribute to Satanism, with undertones of distorted guitar leads, punk rock bass guitar, and gritty percussion.
Bradley Palermo recommends:
"Pretty songs about ugly things". Check out this dark folk trio from Vista, CA. They're my good friends, and we even did an EP cover each other's songs
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The one and only Typesetter from Chicago, IL. Their sophomore record is full of artful yet catchy gems. Also, most of this band is involved in someway in my "Shadow Queens" releases.
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