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Too Many Letters
02:55
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[Verse 1]
I've got too many letters
for a consolation prize.
She doesn't meet me where I'm at
and I can't read between the lines.
There's perfume on the paper
and she's twisting out of sight.
She's chasing for the stork
and I can't buy the time to fly.
[Chorus]
I've gotten too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
[Verse 2]
I've got too many hours
for her daddy's battered rice.
They gather in the crease.
And I'm a fool stuck in his pride.
She's got a big connection
"to finish fate's design,
I can't change a cruel deception
from this pack, a faded life?"
[Chorus]
I've gotten too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
[Verse 3]
In a world to shine a trophy
I wished she was my wife,
My angry bitter tears
won't return a life denied.
[Chorus]
I've gotten too many letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
Too many
letters.
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More To Give
02:02
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Still I wonder why
my tongue becomes so tied,
like an awkward clumsy guest,
showing off his best.
I ain't got no leaning stand,
I go surfin' on my tongue.
I regret I can regress
within a very bad rap?
So don't tie me to
the bottom of what I say,
or the worse that I've done,
'cause I've got so much more
to give.
Oh she was a friend,
her longing knew no end.
At school we'd laugh & talk
about, how, her senses longed.
We spent the summer's breath,
racing from the wind.
Careless speech couldn't mend,
angry hasty, words again.
So don't tie me to
the bottom of what I say,
or the worse that I've done,
'cause I've got so much more
to give.
Still I wonder why
my tongue becomes so tied,
like an awkward
clumsy guest, showing off his best.
I ain't got no
leaning stand,
I go surfin'
on my tongue.
I regret I can regress
within a very bad rap?
So don't tie me to
the bottom of what I say,
or the worse that I've done,
'cause I've got so much more
to give.
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Never Enough
03:43
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It's never enough
to meet his deal
because when that Devil's done,
he'll make a different one.
You win the game
just because you'll play,
sacrifice is a lie
without sacrificial rite.
In child-hood
the thrill gets done.
The stealer knows
the violent one?
It's never never never,
never, enough.
The bully comes.
It's never never never,
never, enough.
and then he goes.
It's never never never,
his bargain will die.
Primarily filled
and yet we chose the Id rules,
society's blight
obsessed with tv light.
The devil's done
and you meet his deal,
he puts down your fate and says,
"Times have changed," owe me again.
It's never never never, never, enough.
The bully comes.
It's never never never, never, enough.
And then he goes.
It's never never never,
his bargain will die.
Things to blame,
we're told to give,
again, and again, and again.
But where
is the freedom
that's, outside,
of my head?
It's never never never,
never, enough.
The bully comes.
It's never never never,
never, enough.
And then he goes.
It's never never never,
his bargain will die.
It's never never never,
never, enough.
The bully comes.
It's never never never,
never, enough.
And then he goes.
It's never never never,
his bargain will die.
The deal, is, already, done.
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I've Got The Blues
02:32
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I've got the blues,
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues.
I've got no, Play-bill,
I've got no hay-bale,
I've got no, "pay bills too."
-I've got the blues,
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues.
[Refrain]
If I should live this way,
put myself to bed?
The world never changes,
to take the game I play!
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues.
I've got no, Play-bill,
I've got no hay-bale,
I've got no, "pay the bills too. "
-I've got the blues,
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues.
I've got the blues,
I've got no, pay bail,
no paper
filled with chlorophyll.
-I've got the blues,
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues.
[Refrain]
If I should live this way,
put myself to bed?
The world never changes,
to take the game I play!
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues.
I've got the blues.
I've got no, Play-bill,
I've got no hay-bale,
I've got no, "pay bills too."
-I've got the blues,
I've got the blues,
I've got the blues.
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Everything Needs
03:36
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Without love, man never try.
Without rain, flowers- be dry.
Without breadth, Indians cry.
Without God, the planet's gonna die.
Without milk, baby's will cry.
Without doors, workers watch time.
Without spin, wheel's don't make line.
Without sun, faces wouldn't be bright.
Should be easy to see what everyone needs?
But we can't learn enough, with this hate on a leash.
Should be easy to see what everything needs?
Without "hurt?", won't be able to cry.
Without time, won't see changes of sight.
Without touch, no memories to find.
Without darkness, no measuring light.
Should be easy to see what everyone needs?
Should be easy, but we can't learn enough?
Should be easy to see what everything needs,
Such a simple thing, because everything needs.
Everything needs. Something they want? Should be easy to find, if it's what their looking for?
Without love, man never try.
Without rain, flowers- be dry.
Without breadth, Indians cry.
Without God, the planet's gonna die.
Without milk, baby's will cry.
Without doors, workers watch time.
Without spin, wheel's don't make line.
Without sun, faces wouldn't be bright.
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Learn To Say No
03:28
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He was an honest kid with an honest problem, he couldn't tell the truth from all the lies they taught him.
There were wrestlers, and jet plane fighters, security guards, and conceited preachers.
Then there's one simple rule they wouldn't explain, is that they'll quit coming back if you turn them away.
Wrestlers, jet plane fighters, security guards, conceited preachers.
Now don't believe 'em you can learn to say no, as we all grow wiser we can learn what's gone wrong.
Wrestlers, jet plane fighters, security guards, conceited preachers?
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Missing Link Us Los Angeles, California
I handed a cassette to then Columbia Artist Walter Egan at The Lighthouse Cafe in Hermosa Beach, CA in 1985. Walter Egan proceeded to record & produce four song ep, receiving airplay on KROQ & college radio. A stronger vocalist was needed. Funding could not be obtained to entice the band members from pursuing other ambition in the; then; very strong business sector, where they remain to this day. ... more
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