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The Kick
02:59
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The Kick
With your church dress on, like my grandma back home
Could introduce you to mom, but when you’re out on your own
You really turn it on, and do the kick in good form
Dance in the dirt where you stand, or in the field or the street
Just kick them tracks in the sand, all you need is your feet
Sure footed firmly planted, da da da da to the beat
Well you’re too young to die, so have a sip on some foam
You’re too old to cry, so cheer up have some fun
The kick is bona fide, to tell the right from the wrong
Hop skip and a jump, get to cleaning the clocks
Better start ‘fore you stop, watch out before you get mopped
Try to keep your drink down, while you’re bouncing around
Get out in the street, all you need is your feet
Baby follow along and do the kick in good form
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Beats Me
02:43
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Beats Me
Why do raging waters, steaming, dry up
Have they been running too fast and time has passed, and now they’re just fed up
Is it greedy schemes, shallow dreams, way up stream, that dam them up
It beats me, so i’ll look it up and i’ll write it down
Is it warmth or light, that makes moths and flies, jump in the fire
Are you better off dead on the cooling bed, than to be left out cold in the mire
Why would you hoard a few spare crumbs of food, ‘cos where you goin you can’t take em’ with you
It beats me, so i’ll look it up and I’ll write it down
Should you build a castle air tight, to keep the hearth warm
Or should you let it breath, with a cross breeze, to instill a happy home
Why is it easier to build it than maintain it and still easier to break it than it is to fix
It beats me, so I’ll look it up and I’ll write it down
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Windowsill
03:11
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Windowsill
There’s a quiet room where my baby rolls alone
Sitting in bed fixing to get a little stoned
Keep on rolling on
I’ll find it when I’m home
And she’s like where’s my weed
It’s on the windowsill
It’s time for bed but my head keeps trailing off
How can I sleep when all my nails I bit off
Don't think I’ll catch a wink,
‘Till I get this thing I’m thinking of
I’ll burn down the garden of eden from old
Raze all the towns and the fields around, like a warrior bold
‘Till this thing I find
To give you peace of mind
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I Don't Give Any
02:45
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I Don’t Give Any
Girl I’m around town, just got in
If you want to get down, I can stop on in
Just give a sign, ‘cos it’s getting close to bedtime
I don’t give any, I can wait, no matter how late, I’ll be ready
I saw you rang, better call me back
If you want to hang, I’ll show up stacked
Just give a sign, ‘cos it’s getting close to bedtime
I don’t give any, I can wait, no matter how late I’ll be ready
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Riding On a Smile
02:38
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Lament
03:48
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Lament
You finally went and broke my heart
When you said to me we must part
I turned my face to the sky and i cried
Turned my face to the sky and i cried
Will anything be the same in my heart
For the one i love
I turned my face to the sky and I cried
I turned my face to the sky and i cried
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7. |
Let's Leave Here
03:14
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Let’s Leave Here
Remember the grackle bird, the way she sings
She opens up her throat and she spreads her wings
Now look all around, you can’t hear a thing
Bubble popped, singing stopped, people all shut in
Gates are dropped the service stopped at the shop on the corner
Let’s leave here before something happens
Sleepy as the morning, dead as the night
Wasting day by the fire side right
Sound outside enough to jump me out my seat
Just a closed gate shop clerk on his last street sweep
If traffic lights a changin’ could make a sound
We could shimmy it and shake it up and turn it around
So concoct a potion and guzzle it down
Reverse the motion of this one horse ghost town
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Do What You Want to Do
03:01
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Do What You Want To Do
Don’t try to change a man
Ain’t gonna lie, ain’t no reigning me in
I’ll cry while I bid you adieu
Goodbye, now do what you want to do
I tried for you, but it wouldn’t do
So do what you want to do
Keep your breath to cool your coffee
It’s the long and short of the story
Settle down, Let’s make amends
Let’s sit down, part and shake hands
I compromised, but what did you do
You did what you wanted to
Just go do what you want to so
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Jackson and the Janks New York, New York
Jackson and the Janks are a New York based rock and roll and rhythm and blues garage gospel band. Known to light up the floor with fresh and time honored dancin' music. Sacred steel lifting you up and bass saxophone holding it down.
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