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Dead or 25
02:54
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I rip my jeans so you can see my skin
Handmade tattoos out of safety pins
Staying after school again
I stole 18 bucks from an ATM
My Megadeath t-shirt's inside out
Cause the principal didn't know what it was about
And I don't give a shit if it covers my eyes
I ain't cutting my hair till I'm dead or 25
Coach told me it's got to go
But it looks too good in the wind on slow-mo
So I guess I'll quit the team
I hit more home runs anyway with Jenny Lee
I'll take my mama's Pontiac
Steal us a bottle full of Grandaddy's cognac
We'll roll those windows down
And blast Cheap Trick through the mean streets of our town
I don't care if it blows in my eyes
I ain't cutting my hair till I'm dead or 25
You better hide your daughters
My therapist just can't relate
When I first walk in, he already wants to medicate
And when I take the pills
I forget who I am and how I really feel
So I started selling them back
At the old snack bar at the edge of the school track
It don't matter what society tries
I ain't cutting my hair until I'm dead or 25
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2. |
Clean My Room
03:11
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There’s underwear on my rolly chair
Unsent letters all over my dresser
But who cares?
There’s nobody else here
Snickers wrappers on the floor
Loose Ritz crackers in my sock drawer
But no one knows
Cause I’m here alone
But when I met you at the coffee shop
I’ll admit, I had the thought
Just in case you wanna come by here soon
You make me wanna clean my room
I put away my boots
Washed my sheets
I folded the quilt my granny made for me
Cause you gotta see
I like to keep things neat
I vacuumed the rug
Dusted the desk
I finally sold my bobblehead set
I’m just making some space
For hypothetical dates
And on the off-chance you do swing by
You’ll be impressed
I’m a tidy guy
And the smell of Febreze is really gonna make you swoon
You make me wanna clean my room
If you came here as it is
I know I’d never see you again
Just give me a day with a dustpan and a broom
Because you
You make me wanna clean my room
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3. |
Mama's Ruby Ring
04:26
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I hereby declare my body be dug up from the banks of the Kings
There's snakes in the ground, wasps in the air and you better hope they don't sting
Haul me off in a pickup truck and bury me in Eureka Springs
And if my baby sees 99 give her her mama's ruby ring
Got it from a witch doctor on Royale Street, New Orleans
I was 35 years old and she was just 18
It was sitting there behind a voodoo doll with the face of B.B. King
She said, "I'll give all my love to you if you buy me that ruby ring
I bought me a bike from a used car lot just south of Abilene
I took my girl past the Grand Tetons, we saw us some redwood trees
We sure thought we knew a thing or two about living fast and dying free
Her whispering to me under an ocean of stars wearing nothing but the ruby ring
She had me at the tip of her finger, I saw to her every need
I washed her hair in rivers and bought her expensive cheese
We were drinking beer in an Austin pool hall when she told me I planted the seed
She knocked hers back, burped approval, and said, "kiss my ruby ring"
We kept riding till her belly grew too big for the backseat
I bought us a place in Russellville, tended bar so we could eat
We'd stay up late watching the shopping channel, getting the bed stained with ice cream
I never could have seen this coming when I bought her that ruby ring
She had a girl the 25th of June and we named her B.B.
I stayed up all night with the child to try and help her get some sleep
I must have dozed off or something, cause when I went to check on her all I saw was rumpled sheets
A bright red gem and a note in pen that said, "Thanks for my ruby ring"
I hereby declare my body be dug up from the banks of the Kings
There's snakes in the ground, wasps in the air and you better hope they don't sting
Haul me off in a pickup truck and bury my ass in Eureka Springs
And if my baby sees 99 give her her mama's ruby ring
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4. |
The Light the Dead See
03:08
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I was born behind a levee and I spent my summers bathing in the mud
I liked the way it felt against my skin and how it blended with my blood
Ray-baby, Charlie Lemon, dancing microphones, and singing guns
I'm a chicken shit dirt dauber, C.D. says I'm handsome as the sun
Panties are stuck in a cypress tree and I'm in the grave seeing the light the dead see
A man's just a map maker charting what he sees in the night
While my peers were still in preschool, I became a monk to my mind
I cut the hand off of God, stuck His fingers in the eyes of the blind
Arkansas taught us bought dirt and it taught us how to die
Panties are stuck in a cypress tree and I'm in the grave seeing the light the dead see
Threw a knife in the river to kill my mother
And sunk my teeth in the neck of a sapsucker
The moon's a body floating in the water
And her blood's a cardinal crawling out of her
Panties are stuck in a cypress tree and I'm in the grave seeing the light the dead see
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5. |
Knew Ya When
04:52
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There's a mattress where the backseat should be
A copy of Ulysses I'm never gonna read
Some kids at the campground said hello to me
Ohio was so damn cold, drinking beer beside the creek
Three months on the third floor of your house on Pitman Street
I couldn't find a summer job with my history degree
I sweated out the days in my room with no AC
Waiting for you to come home and wondering where you'd sleep
If I never see your face again
At least I'll get to say you were a friend
And if I don't know you at the end
At least I'll get to say I knew ya when
Got out the chess board, ran the bath
Took off our clothes and in we splashed
After seeing you with your ass on the drain
Taking pawns has never been the same
But by the end of July, I was frozen in place
Crying in my bed for hours every day
You stayed with me until you couldn't anymore
Came home from work and drove me to a mental ward
If I never see your face again
At least I'll get to say you were a friend
And if I don't know you at the end
At least I'll get to say I knew ya when
Looking back, it's so pathetic
But I can't say that I regret it
It's been four years, I found someone else
Who makes me feel how you never felt
I suffered that summer and I brought you down too
But I'm who I am today because you helped me make it through
If I never see your face again
At least I'll get to say you were a friend
And if I don't know you at the end
At least I'll get to say I knew ya when
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Will Adams Brooklyn, New York
Will Adams was born and raised in Arkansas. He bounced around in New England and upstate New York before doing the. young
person thing of moving to Brooklyn.
His music has been described by a reputable source as "soulful Weird Al Yankovic."
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