1. |
Feel My Brain
04:32
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It's all that you know. It's everywhere you go.
It's all that you know. It's everywhere you go.
Feel my brain, feel my brain, feel my brain...fall out of my head.
It's the way you fix your hair. It's the way you stop and stare.
It's the way you fix your hair. It's the way you stop and you stare.
Feel my brain, feel my brain, feel my brain...fall out of my head.
It's all that you lack. It's never coming back.
It's all that you lack. It's never coming back.
Feel my brain, feel my brain, feel my brain...fall out of my head.
Feel my brain, feel my brain, feel my brain...fall out of my head.
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Laundromat
01:28
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Laundromat
Standing in the laundromat
Everything's going 'round
Wonder where Mom went
She's been gone awhile
Just watching all the clothes go 'round
Just watching all the clothes go 'round
Waiting in the airport
I like the airport air
Like to look at people
Everybody going somewhere
Put a quarter in the TV chair
Put a quarter in the TV chair
Waiting in the stairwell
Under the skylight
You don't answer the bell
So I guess I'll go home tonight
I'll get a good night's sleep
I'll get a good night's sleep
There's always something to look forward to
There's always something to look forward to
There's always something to look forward to
When you're a guy like me
When you're a guy like me
When you're a guy like me
When you're a guy like me, yea
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3. |
I Don't Kill People
03:08
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I might act stupid, but I've been through school
I might act crazy, but I ain't nobody's fool
I might do this and I just might do that
I might act loopy, but I know where I'm at...
And I don't kill people. No, I don't kill people. No, I don't kill people.
I don't kill 'em - HEY!
They might know my order up at the bar
Sometimes I might talk to myself in the car
I might take cover when it's stormin' outside
And grit my teeth and pull my hair while I hide...
But I don't kill people. No, I don't kill people. No, I don't kill people.
I don't kill 'em - HEY!
I might drink whiskey like it's going' out of style
And ramble on about life for a while
I might get paranoid and get in my head
That you all hate me and you want me dead...
But I don't kill people. No, I don't kill people. No, I don't kill people.
I don't kill 'em - HEY!
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4. |
Big Dumb Fun
02:00
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Big Dumb Fun
(lyrics by Doug Maxson)
Welcome to Apoplectic City
Yea, you and me we're sittin' kinda pretty
My crap guitar and you sing the ditty
Oh my god, in this dirty dirty city
Tired versus wired and toe-to-toe they go and go
Feeling so inspired but you got no place to go and go
So then you're getting fired and they tell you where to go and go
Never getting hired so you tell them where to go and go
Welcome to Apoplectic City
Yea, you and me we're sittin' kinda pretty
My crap guitar and you sing the ditty
Oh my god, in this dirty dirty city
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Low Blow
03:21
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When I wanted you, I said, "Come on, come on - let's go!"
(You said NO.)
Then you tell me "Baby, baby, let me be your man."
(Catch me if you can.)
Cuz when I wanted you, you said NO.
When I wanted you, you were a NO SHOW.
Now you want me, baby, that's a LOW BLOW.
When I wanted you, I said, "Hey hey, let's fool around."
(You turned me down.)
Then you tell me "Honey, honey, how about a kiss?"
(What did I miss?)
Cuz when I wanted you, you said NO.
When I wanted you, you were a NO SHOW.
Now you want me, baby, that's a LOW BLOW.
When I wanted you, I said, "Come on, come on - let's play!"
(You ran away.)
Now you tell me "Honey, honey, won't you stay the night?"
(That ain't right.)
Cuz when I wanted you, you said NO.
When I wanted you, you were a NO SHOW.
Now you want me, baby, that's a LOW BLOW.
You said NO.
You were a NO SHOW.
It was a LOW BLOW.
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6. |
I Won't Tell
03:53
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I Won't Tell
(lyrics by Doug Maxson)
I saw you in a downtown coop
The tub beside the kitchen sink
That's the only time I crossed that stoop
You were gone again for years in a wink
Oh yea, I'll feel bad
But I won't tell
Ooh yea, I'll feel bad
But I won't tell
I saw you in a restaurant window
You were at a table sitting with friends
I doubled back but I couldn't show
That's just not the way that this story ends
Oh yea, I'll feel bad
But I won't tell
Hell yea, I'll feel bad
But I won't tell
Here we go!
Oh yea, I'll feel bad
But I won't tell . . .
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7. |
No Regrets
05:01
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No Regrets
If you’ve got no regrets, babe, ain’t got no business with me.
Not a single regret? Oh, I find that hard to believe…
If you’re not sorry for a solitary thing you have done,
You’ve either got no soul or don’t know how to have fun…
If you’ve got no regrets, babe, ain’t got no business with me.
And if you ain’t got no skeletons, ain’t got no bones
…in the corners or the closets, may as well go on home…
‘Cuz if you ain’t got no skeletons, ain’t got no past,
I don’t wanna be the first and sure as hell won’t be the last.
If you’ve got no bones, BABY, go ahead and leave me alone.
And if you’ve got no junk in your trunk, no need to give me a call.
You’ve got no business checkin SHIT at the door…with baggage that small…
‘cuz if you ain’t got no baggage, no hard history,
You’re either lyin through your teeth, or you’re too good for me.
If you’ve got no junk in your trunk, ain’t got no business at all.
If you’ve got no regrets, babe, ain’t got no business with me.
Not a single regret? Oh, I find that hard to believe…
If you’re not sorry for a solitary thing you have done,
You’ve either got no soul or don’t know how to have fun…
If you’ve got no regrets, babe, ain’t got no business with me.
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8. |
Funky Downtown
02:43
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Funky Downtown
(lyrics by Doug Maxson)
I was doing pretty good
I was feeling mighty fine
Till I ran into
An old friend of mine
I said, "What's your hurry?
Got no place you gotta go."
He said, "What's your worry?
If we're lucky it might snow."
So we went downtown
And it started to rain
We were getting pretty wet
But we weren't feeling any pain
We were being kind of funky
Started getting sort of loud
Before we even knew it
We had gathered quite a crowd
You might have heard some yelling
You might have heard some screams
Might have rolled around in bed
Thought you were having some bad dreams
What went on that night
I better not tell
Don't want to go to jail
Already did my time in hell
You know I might be running
But you know I'm never scared
My ass I got it covered
Though the rest of me is bared
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You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby if you're gonna treat me that way
You don't get to be my baby, BABY.
You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby if you're gonna treat me that way
You don't get to be my baby, BABY.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get it, you can't have it
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No! No! No! No!
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby if you're gonna treat me that way
You don't get to be my baby, BABY.
You don't get to have your way
You don't get to have your way
You don't get to have your way
No matter what you say, no
You don't get to have your way now BABY.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get it, you can't have it
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No! No! No! No!
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby if you're gonna treat me that way
You don't get to be my baby, BABY.
You don't get to put me down now
You don't get to put me down now
You don't get to put me down now
I DON'T WANT YOU ANYHOW NOW
You don't get to put me down now BABY.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get it, you can't have it
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No! No! No! No!
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get it, you can't have it
You don't get to be my baby.
You don't get to be my baby.
You. Don't. Get. To. Be. My. Baby.
No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
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Hal Dolls Louisville, Kentucky
Punk rock.
Louisville, KY
Doug Maxson - guitar, vocals
Erin Fitzgerald - guitar, vocals
Matt Whitaker - drums
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