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Walter
01:16
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My name is Walter Burns
And I am from Puerto Rico
I help my mom and dad
Practice their songs in the studio
All my life I’ve been searching for you
I’ll do anything you want me to
Ozzy is my best friend
But we’ve only hung out two times
My sister’s short and slow
So more table scraps become mine
All my life I’ve been searching for you
I’ll do anything you want me to
All my life I’ve been hunting for you
I’ll do anything you want me to
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2. |
The Fall
03:47
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The leaves are falling and I’m saying “how ya doing” to another man
You’re trying hard not to admit that something’s got to give
A voice is calling, gotta screen it, let it go to my messages
An old reminder ‘bout the time and how you’re spending it
Got four appendages and a screwed-on head
Speak now over forever be stuck in bed
Deliver me that
Deliver me this
Keep it up, keep it down
Begging for a kiss
Whenever I’m down
Whenever you’re out
Keep it cool, play the fool
So we’ll never quit
The year is ending I was betting things would somehow be different
It started snowing keep the gunpowder flowing
Got four appendages and a cut-off head
Speak now with your mouth cause you’re being bled (dry)
Come along and I’ll show you a trick
Listen close and I’ll tell you my little secret
Maybe you could keep it
Come along and I’ll give you the slip
Stay quiet nothing really is what it seems
But you could fake what it means (to be alive)
I just wanna go out and you wanna stay in
Keep it cool, play the fool
Begging for a kiss
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3. |
Not Enough
01:25
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Is it not enough
To be innocent
Wild and free
On the run from no one
Is it not enough
To be vulnerable
Open book
On the run to nowhere
Is it not enough
To be hopeful to
Make a life
But somehow wake up lonely
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4. |
Shithole Factory
04:08
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You come up to me
Say “there’s a rumor that you’re leaving”
I wish that it were true
But I’m still here for this season
Pretty good at making boxes
But I don’t wear it on my sleeve
I just need to find a reason
To call a spade a spade and leave
Now you’re back again
Asking “whatcha workin’ on?”
I say I’m tryin’a write this song
(While you’re breathing down my neck)
So I don’t off myself
(Put a glue gun to my head)
If I really needed this
(I would be down on my knees)
Glutton for punishment
(Yeah I’ll take it, pretty please)
A couple weeks ago you said
“There’s a rumor you don’t like me”
I don’t know where on earth you heard that
But I think I’ve got an idea
If things weren’t bad enough
Now I’m officially a target
In this shithole factory
I should’ve left before I started (Trying to…)
If anyone were to ask me
“How ya doin’ man?”
Well I’d say
Everyone I can, the good ones twice
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5. |
Half-Birthday
03:37
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What do you see when you close your eyes?
Rainbow of colors or another smile
Far in the distance I can almost hear
A life without you and it’s full of fear
Foxy don’t you go
I wanna get to know
You will surely grow
But could you make it slow?
Under the mattress there’s another world
A fantasy for every boy and girl
I watch you run, jump into the dirt
Eventually I know it’s gonna hurt
Please tell me, I wanna hear
Incoherent but to me it’s dear
I chase you round and round
Yeah I would follow you underground
I cannot seem to clear
Your tiny voice from my inner ear
Halfway through another year
Feels like we’ve only just been standing here
And wondering
Who is this boy?
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6. |
Asleep
04:17
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I don’t think
You chose
That’s why you take the lead
And lose (and it feels bad)
It looks as though
The need to show
You aren’t everything
You said at the start
Will come and go
At least I know
You are exactly
Who you’re supposed to be
When you are asleep
Memory
It seems
Is really half belief
And half dream (and now I see)
Write another one
Just write a song
Not another one
Stop it, enough
God help me find a poison to pick
Free bliss when you’re feeling like shit
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7. |
Whiskey Rocks
04:29
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Savannah
Snowed in for three days
I blink and
Now it’s so long ago
Banana
But only the fruit
I’ll allow it
‘Cause you’re sayin’ it cute
Let it play
And run the tape out
Armageddon
North, south, east or west
Where are we heading
Fast forward, flying time
I keep forgetting (how)
I like you in Rome
I like you in Savannah
I like you at home
I like you in New York
Delightful with gin
You’re perfect with whiskey rocks
Out east when
We realized this thing
Back of Yokohama
We was heatin’ it up
Deceiving
How paths can converge
We just run around
Take off, touch down
Another airport (arrival)
I like you a lot
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8. |
Soul to Suck
03:52
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My dogs are barkin’
My spirit’s dry
I’ve got two left feet
Dance until I die
You take one drop at a time
Until an ocean forms
And I wonder all the time
What's it all been for
Gun show either side
Wired to be bright
Garbage left and right
My head’s electric
Fuse is shorting out
Can’t find a backroad to
Avoid crippling doubt
Hospital
Don’t say it’s a comeback
There you are
As the trapdoor opens up
And now you’re stuck
In the darkness
My tank is empty
The deck is stacked
Buy one get one sale
On new panic attacks
Gun show left and right
Divisive and up-tight
Blinded by polite
Judgment Lite
Through the night
Here comes the comeback
Godded-up
With a soul to suck
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9. |
Country Friday
01:34
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Friday is for country
Yeah it’s gonna be good
It will motivate you
Yeah it’s well-understood
Coursing through your veins
Improving all of your mood
Corset for your brain
You will not need any food
Friday is for country
On the radio
Like it love it hate it
Yeah we’re making you go
Insane
All day long
So can I get a “yeehaw”
Can I get a “why, God”
Can I get a Texas in PA
Hell naw
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10. |
Bear, DE
05:20
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Who lives in Bear, Delaware is it bears?
Will you find them there suffering everywhere?
Black or brown why do we care?
You say “poke one” so
I do it on a dare
I’m so afraid
As the trees clear
I’m trying not to stare
He already knows why I’m there
“I see you found me. Are you sure that you’re prepared?”
I’m so afraid
I lift my tree branch in the cold, uncertain air
Day in, day out, it isn’t fair
Who lives in Deer, Arkansas is it deer?
Will you find them there hiding in fear?
Trouble finds them it is clear
As the cars go by it’s ringing in my ears
I’m so afraid
For their daughters
And the ones who grow up queer
You say it isn’t real
Deer agenda
Don’t believe the shit you hear
Take a good look in the mirror
They just want you gone
Isn’t it clear?
If we just ignore their tears
Undermine
Wonder why
Say goodbye
Color
Who lives in Wolf, Wyoming is it wolves?
Are they hungry or satisfied and full
Of deer and bears
And their loved ones who live quietly everywhere
I look down to check my hair
Got to make sure my disguise is still there
Food chain dominance, beware
Hold onto your place
Keep the others scared
They can live or die, who cares?
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Great Aunts Meadville, Pennsylvania
Since 2005 Jeff Rose has been associated with such noteworthy South Florida rock bands as Léger, Stonefox, Young Circles, Goolsby, Lavola, Sweet Bronco, and Civilian. With a discography of several self-produced records, he performs under the name Great Aunts. Jeff also operates his own Gin & Sonic Studio where he has recorded several records. His newest release Nashville Blowout is out now! ... more
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