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A Mean Case of the Paces
02:59
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I get up early in the morning
I get the coffee made right away
Mmm
I am a wreck without a warning
I have a thought I cannot convey
I got a mean case of the paces...
And I have times whereupon I can be so withdrawn
And when I go, I am gone, and I barely hang on
Over my head the clouds are forming
The blue skies begin to turn to gray
Mmm
Look out the window, and it's storming
I been holed-up here most of the day
I got a mean case of the paces...
And I have times whereupon I can be so withdrawn
And when I go, I am gone, and I barely hang on
But there must be something wrong, this is taking too long
It's day, then night, and now it's back to dawn; I walked a marathon
I got a mean case of the paces...
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The world you think you know is gone; but don't let that get you down
There is much to reclaim
Now, you can feel something in the air; there's an unfamiliar sound
But everything looks the same
And you sit down to eat your corned-beef and hash
After taking out the trash
And all you know is the hipster wears a mustache
The world you thought you knew is gone; you can see we went too far
And this is how it has to be
Now, you're getting back to the basics, enjoying things as they are
Oh, you never felt so free
And you don't feel like you need to be so brash
It's better not to make a splash
And all you know is the hipster wears a mustache
Oh, the hipster wears a mustache...
Take it slow, don't do anything rash
And put away some cash
'Cause all you know is the hipster wears a mustache
The world that you once knew is gone; it was never meant to last
But no one told you so
And you don't know what you don't know; you don't know what you don't know
No, you don't know what you don't know, no you don't; you don't know what you don't know
And you turned away before you heard the crash
You didn't even bat an eyelash
And all you know is the hipster wears a mustache
Oh, the hipster wears a mustache...
And all those years went by in a flash
From the kindle down to the ash
And all you know is the hipster wears a mustache
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3. |
Mississippi Leg Hound
01:58
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4. |
How I Know
04:23
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All this while, I've been flipping through the dial
Mile after mile, going out of style
And does no good to think of where I've been
I'm in the woods looking up through the limbs
And I'm running out of cunning, and I'm gunning for a shunning
And what was once so stunning has lost it's underpin
Chorus
And it's how I know it was so long ago
It's how I know it was so long ago
I keep associations in several separate stacks
I lack motivation to roll with the pack
But I'm going through the motions, floating in an ocean
And, oh, what a notion to think I'll make it back
(Chorus)
The good old days, oh, they faded fast
And of these castaways, I believe I am the last
But I never can remember November from December
Forget about September, it's a thing of the past
(Chorus)
They say it won't be the way it was back then
I pretend I don't see I'm but one of many men
And I'm waiting and waiting and waiting waiting, oh, it's so frustrating
But I won't be hesitating if I get the chance again
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
It's how I know it was so long ago
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5. |
Anger Nap (Sleep It Off)
01:05
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6. |
Dead in a Ditch
05:29
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Chorus
I won't be long here
I don't belong here
I won't be long here
I don't belong here
I shared a bed with a bitch
I split my head on a hitch
I skipped instead with a stitch
I should be dead in a ditch
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
(Verse)
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
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7. |
Blackberry Kush
06:42
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She said her favorite flavor
Is blackberry kush
A spender and a saver
She doesn't beat around the bush
And she could have made any other move
And I never would have fallen out of the groove
I was one up, then a ton up, and done up just to please
And it all happened with such ease
I asked her for a favor
I didn't want to push
I knew she wouldn't waiver
Ooh, that blackberry kush
And she could have made any other mark
And I never would have fallen into the dark
I was hung up, and wrung up, and strung up at the knees
And it all happened with such ease
And I was too stern to race; I didn't learn to pace
Now, I churn, and chase you around
If you wanna earn the case, you better turn your face
'Cause I'm gonna burn this place to the ground
I was too stern to race; I didn't learn to pace
Now, I churn, and chase you around
If you wanna earn the case, you better turn your face
'Cause I'm gonna burn this place to the ground
I'm gonna burn this place to the ground...
She said her favorite flavor
Is blackberry kush
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Lady Bella
04:12
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Lady Bella, how ya feeling today?
I wish I could tell ya everything's okay
I got nothing to sell ya, so don't walk away
Oh, Lady Bella, what do ya have to say?
The look in your eyes says it all
We both recognize we're running into a wall
You begin to rise, and sit up tall
Just as I'm about to fall
Lady Bella, your love is tried and true
I'm a complex fella; I'm no good for you
I sing a cappella, when nothing else gets through
Oh, Lady Bella, what do ya want to do?
The look in your eyes says it all
We both recognize we're running into a wall
You begin to rise, and sit up tall
Just as I'm about to fall
The look in your eyes says it all
We both recognize we're running into a wall
You begin to rise, and sit up tall
Just as I'm about to fall
Lady Bella
Oh, Lady Bella
I'm a complex fella
Oh, Lady Bella
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10. |
Bouts of Indecision
01:22
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Forget it for now...
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11. |
Keep
06:51
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What we have right here, we cannot dismiss
There ain't nobody ever seen nothing like this
So, now we sit waiting for life to reconvene
Wondering what it'll all mean post-quarantine
But let me tell you
When this is over, you can continue to keep your social distance from me
Oh, you can continue to keep your social distance from me
'Cause we weren't talking, anyway
And through all of this, there still ain't much to say
Yes, I am sure we should ignore the urge to restore
Oh, it doesn't matter now anymore than it did before
Oh, let me tell you
Oh, what's it all gonna mean post-quarantine
Oh, it doesn't matter now anymore than it did before
Yeah, let me tell you
When this is over, you can continue to keep your social distance from me
Oh, you can continue to keep your social distance from me
Oh, oh, you can continue to keep your social distance from me
Oh, oh, you can continue to keep your social distance from me
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Jameson & The Conditionals Portland, Oregon
Jameson & The Conditionals is a collaborative musical collective, centering around the songs and artistic creation of frontman singer-songwriter, Jameson Wandling. Full of all kinds of colors and textures, this brand of Americana nods to the '70s, with modern twists and turns. It, as much as any of Jameson's earlier works, is a cohesive, yet varied collection of music. ... more
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