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1. |
Mannequin City
04:30
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They came from Delacroix
A fluid woman and a boy
Her name was Sally
She killed them with her smile
Then she crashed it for a while
In Printer’s Alley
Oh-------Mannequin City
She went walking in the park
With a zombie in her heart
And a buttercup
Bobby said the dream
Is never nothin’ like it seemed
When you’re waking up
Oh--------in Mannequin City
Oh--------Mannequin City
They say: Baby baby baby come with me
Baby baby baby come with me
Baby baby baby come with me
Oh---------to Mannequin City
I wanna go where things are real
Wanna see what I can feel
And how deeply
I wanna laugh like a bottle of rum
Wanna live like a loaded son
Of a gun….and so sweetly
Oh--------in Mannequin City
Oh--------Mannequin City
They say: Baby baby baby come with me
Baby baby baby come with me
Baby baby baby come with me
Now SHE says: Baby baby baby come with me
Baby baby baby come with me
Baby baby baby come with me
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2. |
Hey Hey Hey
02:47
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I shake myself in the morning
Then I break my back all day
Baby I’m giving a warning
I still got something to say
Yeah, I still got something to say
I said hey hey hey…….hey hey hey….
Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey
I go down to the river
To wash away my sins
But then you nibble on my neck
Now I’m starting all over again
Yeah, now it’s starting all over again
Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey….
Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey
Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey….
Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey
I shoot the moon at midnight
I kick the can till dawn
And when I feel forsaken
Man, I kick it all day long
Yeah, I kick it all day long
Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey….
Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey
Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey….
Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey
Singing hey hey hey…….hey hey hey….
Hey hey hey…….hey hey hey
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3. |
Serengeti
07:26
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She fell with the empire and rose with the moon
Washed in the fire of a hellish monsoon
Long is the journey with no place to be
Vagabond on the Serengeti
The poachers were rabid like dogs in the dust
They reached out to stab it, in love with the lust
With devilish eyes and crocodile teeth
Waging war on the Serengeti
The packs were outrageous so she dug with the spade
Feeling courageous she drove home the blade
But a rogue pulled her under an Acacia tree
On the plains of the Serengeti
She eyed him with caution, she knew well his kind
She’d seen them quite often losing their mind
In the bowels of the earth, in the depths of the sea
Rolling hard on the Serengeti
He licked his own wounds and spoke not a word
Like a shepherd of doom in search of a herd
The wildebeest wept and intimately
Made love on the Serengeti
They flowed into the great migration machine
With the drumbeat fate of a Calvinist dream
Crossing the endless plains to the sea
Stretched out on the Serengeti
They hid in the bottom of a bottomless well
From the echoes of Sodom and the fire and hail
Where an African Queen from the 10th century
Slept under the Serengeti
A little man drinking rum was down there to plunder
He was armed with a gun but no sense of wonder
His satchel was full of priceless jewelry
A bold thief on the Serengeti
But the Queen of the Stone awoke from her nap
She rattled her bones and roared like a cat
She clawed out his eyes and left him to plead
For mercy on the Serengeti
The Maasai were marching beneath the full moon
While the woman was arching her back in the gloom
Of the well with no water, while the rogue tried to see
Her eyes like the Serengeti
Kibo was awoken by the Queen of the Stone
The glaciers were broken, the future was thrown
To the pride of the lion and the shameful greed
Of the men on the Serengeti
The plagues were unleashed – blood, locust and toad
The battle increased while she and her rogue
Wandered the tunnels for a path to the sea
And the Queen of the Serengeti
The man with no eyes bled in the bucket
A bottomless prize where the woman had stuck it
He clutched to his satchel and precariously
Climbed up to the Serengeti
The Maasai were there taunting the heads of their foes
Freakishly flaunting their corpses in rows
The man pulled his gun and fired recklessly
With no prayer on the Serengeti
Down by the Crater, they lingered a while
I will meet you later, she said with a smile
From Kilimanjaro there’s so much to see
Marauding the Serengeti
The rogue was all lathered, waiting for a shave
The poachers now gathered around a fresh grave
Waiting for someone or something to be
The next victim on the Serengeti
He staggered like a wino from the cut of the blade
The rage of the rhino so carefully played
A bright trail of blood marked the dark treachery
Of the Queen of the Serengeti
A marabou stork delivered the bad news
As she picked with her fork at her potjiekos stew
She knew it was coming, for nothing can be
Forever on the Serengeti
The hyenas howled a sarcastic dirge
No love was allowed to withstand the purge
She scooped up the jewels and swore there would be
Vengeance on the Serengeti
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4. |
Let Go
02:41
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There’s a supernova turning over
Every unturned stone inside my head
There’s a gravity that’s sucking me
Back down into the things you said
There’s a galaxy spinning free
Inside of me telling me
It’s time to let go
I don’t believe how you wind and weave
From revelation to Adam and Eve
I must confess I’m a bloody mess
In my nakedness but I digress
Circular reasoning holds no sway
On my linear state of mind today
I’ve got to let go
I hear tiny voices of distant choices
That I once made like lemonade
Under the bright sun of a cloudless day
When consequences were so far away
What we reap is what we sow
We only gain by letting go
It’s time to let go
There’s a supernova turning over
Every unturned stone inside my head
And it’s time to let go
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5. |
I Am A Catholic
03:40
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I am a Catholic when it’s convenient
I spout the rhetoric but I don’t mean it
I am a Catholic who butchers babies
My brain is twisted like I’ve got rabies
I am a hypocrite oh, in the first degree
I am a Catholic for the publicity
I have no honor I have no integrity
I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me
I mention my faith when I can use it
But otherwise I mock and abuse it
I spent my whole life as a politician
Full of corruption on an evil mission
I am a hypocrite oh, in the first degree
I am a Catholic for the publicity
I have no honor I have no integrity
I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me
I am a hypocrite, yes, in the worst degree
I am a Catholic don’t you question me
I have no honor I have no integrity
I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me
I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me
I am a Catholic only when it’s convenient to me
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6. |
Beauty Retro
03:51
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Ya got one guy who’s a Jesus freak
Got another one who’s a Buddha boy
And ya got some girl who’s a feminist activist
And another one who just wants to be somebody’s toy
Some people are afraid of the truth
Others are living a lie, or maybe two
And some people will beat you over the head
With the things that they think you ought to do
Ah, but that’s the beauty of America
The land of the free
Amber waves of crazy grain
As far as your eye can see
Some people hate the white and some hate the black
And likewise the hate gets returned
I’ve seen the same thing a thousand times
My god, will people never learn?
We’ve got the greatest powers on earth
We shoot rockets deep into space
We can map the very blueprint of life
But sometimes we can’t even stand face to face
I may not like the way you look at me
And we may agree to disagree
But out of many, we become One
We always find a way to get things done
Yeah, we get things done
Cuz that’s the beauty of America
The land of the free
Amber waves of wonderful grain
As far as your eye can see….
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7. |
Do You Remember
02:14
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8. |
Roll Me Black
04:55
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Ain't it strange, got an empty place deep in my soul
I'm so deranged like a crazy man out of control
Got no time for borderline victims of pain
When you roll the dice, things are never the same
Roll me black, I'll be back and I'll be ready
Roll me blue, over you until I'm steady
Enough to care without caring if I lose
Enough to hurt without looking for a bruise
It's a game of chance that we play with whips and chains
We strip our clothes and go running madly thru the rain
I'm caught in a tailspin, not sure what to say or do
I'm caught in a whirlwind, I'm rolled over by you
Roll me black, I'll be back and I'll be ready
Roll me blue, over you until I'm steady
Enough to care without caring if I lose
Enough to hurt without looking for a bruise
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9. |
We Want To Be Loved
03:25
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Everybody wants to be something
Nobody wants to be alone
Everybody wants to have somebody
Waiting at home
The world is just like M&M’s
All those colors in one big bag
We’re all the same on the inside
Just flying different flags
We want to be held so close
When our dreams are far away
We want to see a big, bright smile
At the end of a long, dark day
We want to be loved, we want to be loved
We want to be loved
We want to be loved, we want to be loved
We just want to be loved
Everything happens for a reason
Even when we don’t understand
But it helps to have someone ya love
Holding your hand
I promise it’s not rocket science
Even a little kid would know it
If you want to see love in this world
You just have to show it
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10. |
Carry Me Through
01:45
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I don’t know how long I’ve got
To walk this world with you
It may not be as long as I thought
But I believe the Lord will carry me through
When the skies turn cold and dark
And the clouds may block my view
I will open up my heart
I believe the Lord will carry me through
Yes, I believe the Lord will carry me through
Someday soon I will spread my wings
Fly right home to you
And when I hear the angels sing
I believe the Lord will carry me through
I believe the Lord will carry me through
Yes, I believe the Lord will carry me through
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Ron Brunk Nashville, Tennessee
Ron moved to Nashville in 2002 with only 10 dollars in his pocket,
and within a year he nearly doubled his
money.
Ron partnered with guitar virtuoso Paul Allen. They performed
together 5 years.
Ron married and divorced the same woman 3 times.
Ron was once beaten senseless by a gang of 30 rednecks up a hollow in
Beaver, WV.
Ron nearly died 3 times from massive intestinal bleeds.
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