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Rise Up with Fists
03:34
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What are you changing?
Who do you think you're changing?
You can't change things, we're all stuck in our ways
It's like trying to clean the ocean
What, do you think you can drain it?
Well, it was poison and dry long before you came
But you can wake up younger under the knife
And you can wake up sounder if you get analyzed
And I better wake up
There but for the grace of God go I
It's hard to believe your prophets
When they're asking you to change things
But with their suspect lives, we look the other way
Are you really that pure, sir?
Thought I saw you in Vegas
It was not pretty, but she was (not your wife)
But she will wake up wealthy
And you will wake up forty-five
And she will wake up with baby
There but for the grace of God go I
What am I fighting for?
The cops are at my front door
I can't escape that way, the windows are in flames
And what's that on your ankle?
You say they're not coming for you
But house arrest is really just the same
Like when you wake up behind the bar
Trying to remember where you are
Having crushed all the pretty things
There but for the grace of God go I
But I still believe
And I will rise up with fists
And I will take what's mine (mine, mine)
There but for the grace of God go I
There but for the grace of God go I
There but for the grace of God go I
There but for the grace of God go I
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2. |
Runaway
02:34
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As I walk along, I wonder
What went wrong with our love
A love that was so strong
As I walk along, I think of
The things we've done together
While our hearts were young
I'ma walkin' in the rain
Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain
Wishin' you were here by me
To end this misery
I wonder
I wo-wo-wo-wo wonder
Why, why why why why why
She ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway
I run run run run runaway
I'ma walkin' in the rain
Tears are fallin' and I feel the pain
Wishin' you were here by me
To end this misery
I wonder
I wo-wo-wo-wo wonder
Why, why why why why why
She ran away
And I wonder where she will stay
My little runaway
I run run run run runaway
I run run run run runaway
I run run run run runaway
I run run run run runaway
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3. |
Bluebird Wine
03:55
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Baby brought me in out off the highway
Made me put my money in the bank
Straightened out my crooked way of thinking
Made it purely pleasure when I drank
And it's all right
I've just hit my stride
Right off the bat
Lord, I'm drunk on Bluebird Wine
Now baby taught me a different way of thinking
Like how to spend my evenings here at home
Listening to the music on the radio
Drinking all the Bluebird we can hold
And it's all right
I've just hit my stride
Right off the bat
Lord, I'm drunk on Bluebird Wine
Well baby says he'd really love a party
We'll get some friends together feeling fine
Any friend of mine is worth his habit, yeah
A belly full of baby's Bluebird Wine
And it's all right
I've just hit my stride
The party just started
Lord, I'm drunk on Bluebird Wine
And it's all right
I've just hit my stride
Right off the bat
Lord, I'm drunk on Bluebird Wine
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