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1. |
The Rule Of Joy
04:51
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Amazed when you rise
That you’re settled as yesterday
Refrain of your life
Something simple to salt away
Chorus:
And now you’ve gone and busted your toy
Think once you’ve managed, you’ll soon destroy
And take it out on your whipping boy
Because you’ve broken the rule of joy
The trace of a cloud
Has you puzzled by what to wear
Your face bearing doubt
Simply oozes blessed despair
-Chorus-
Afraid through it all
Far too happy yet well aware
Complain ‘bout the sprawl
You discovered and found nowhere
-Chorus-
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Blurred
04:43
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Whole ‘nother day to no acclaim
Whole ‘nother night just the same
Will you be ready right from the start
To be there when things fall apart?
Chorus:
Be the only thing that’s true
What we do we always do
Bear the brunt and just hold on
Love is here and then it’s gone
Forget my kiss, forget my name
Just remember who to blame
Will you be ready this time around
To fortify or burn it down?
-Chorus-
Our talk of fate and mystery
Ends in Pyrrhic victory
Will you be ready to give your word
When spirits die and lines are blurred?
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Blame On My Shoulder
04:44
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I can’t hide don’t you know
I got framed don’t you tase me, bro
When you’re left high and dry
And the shit bout to multiply
Chorus:
I got blame on my shoulder
(Clouds are gonna break, shit I’ll have to fake
You’ll see through it all, Blame is gonna fall….)
I got blame on my shoulder
Crashed a fence I can’t mend
Rest assured I’m around the bend
Scratch an itch that won’t heal
A few scars that you can’t conceal
-Chorus-
I ain’t tryin’ to deny
Make a case that can justify
Short of trying to pull through
Tell me, son, what can I do?
-Chorus-
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4. |
Someone Else Like You
04:31
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Leave a wasted word upon my door
Tell me something I need to know
Save yourself some trouble,
Find your someone new
What a way to learn, there'll be someone else
'Nother frequent flight to the drawing board
But little said will soon amend
When your best ain't enough,
Find your someone new
What a way to learn, there'll be someone else
Ain't no need to apologize
At our own expense time clarifies
What's past and gone may still be here with you
What a way to learn, there'll be someone else
Ain't no use to wonder why
You can search for days but they roll on by
The song is sung and you know the saying's true
What a way to learn, there'll be someone else
What died this morning is born tonight
Nothing here so wrong that you can't right
Shouldn't be a struggle
Find your someone new
What a way to learn, there'll be someone else like you
What a way to learn, there'll be someone else like you
What a way to learn, there'll be som
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5. |
Don't Slip Now
05:54
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Wonder what you almost heard
Say it back slow word-for-word
Hela hela hey
Yesterday we smiled and grinned
Twisted slowly in the wind
Hela hela hey
Chorus:
Don’t slip now, don’t slip now, stay awake
Once you try, once you try, you’ll relate
Crazy days are sure ahead
Weave ‘em round a timeless thread
Hela hela hey
Festivals that last for days
Cast aside those worn-out ways
Hela hela hey
-Chorus-
Right here with your family
Sing that same sweet rhapsody
Hela hela hey
Wonder what you almost heard
Say it back slow word-for-word
Hela hela hey
-Chorus-
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6. |
Romeo's Tune
03:55
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Meet me in the middle of the day
Let me hear you say everything's okay
Bring me southern kisses from your room
Meet me in the middle of the night
Let me hear you say everything's alright
Let me smell the moon in your perfume
Oh, Gods and years will rise and fall
And there's always something more
It's lost in talk, I waste my time
And it's all been said before
While further down behind the masquerade the tears are there
I don't ask for all that much I just want someone to care
That's right now
Meet me in the middle of the day
Let me hear you say everything's okay
Come on out beneath the shining sun
Meet me in the middle of the night
Let me hear you say everything's alright
Sneak on out beneath the stars and run
It's king and queen and we must go down now beyond the chandelier
Where I won't have to speak my mind and you won't have to hear
Shreds of news and afterthoughts and complicated scenes
We'll huddle down behind the light and fade like magazines
Meet me in the middle of the day
Let me hear you say everything's okay
Bring me southern kisses from your room
Hey hey, meet me in the middle of the night
Let me hear you say everything's alright
Let me smell the moon in your perfume
Oh now, meet me in the middle of the day
Let me hear you say everything's okay
Let me see you smiling back at me
Hey, meet me in the middle of the night
Let me hear you say everything's alright
Hold me tight and love and loving's free
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Ponchatoula
04:24
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Say goodbye to Ponchatoula
Down the track, fall outta time
Say goodbye to Ponchatoula
Down the track, fall outta time
Throw a pebble in a stream of a clouded memory
Syncopated in a tune of a moon, cow, dish and spoon
And brush away the fools who try
Assembled by the hue and cry
Blue or gray be your sky
Resemble what, where and why
Say goodbye to Ponchatoula
Down the track, fall outta time
Say goodbye to Ponchatoula
Down the track, fall outta time
Seems like half of what we say should be promptly thrown away
Abbreviated in some tale of a ship, rock, salt and nail
And saunter by forgotten dreams
Announcing red, blues, and greens
Look beyond what it seems
Wipe away those distant themes
Say goodbye to Ponchatoula
Down the track, fall outta time
Say goodbye to Ponchatoula
Down the track, fall outta time
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8. |
Velour
04:02
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Big Poppa
04:15
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To all the ladies in the place with style and grace
Allow me to lace these lyrical dushes, in your bushes
The back of the club, sippin Moet’s where you'll find me
The back of the club, mackin hoes, my crew's behind me
Mad question askin', blunt passin', music blastin' But I just can't quit
Because one of these honies Sweet Al gots ta creep with, Sleep with, keep the ep a secret why not
Why blow up my spot cause we both got hot
Believe me sweety I got enough to feed the needy
No need to be greedy
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin' players
Jump in the Rover and come on over
tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
Chorus:
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
To the honies gettin money playin fellas like dummies
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
You got a gun up in your waist please don't shoot up the place (why?)
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be havin’ my baby; bay-bee
Straight up honey really I'm askin
Most of these fellas just think they be mackin but they be actin
Who they attractin with that line, "What's your name what's your sign?"
Soon as he buy that wine I just creep up from behind
Things to make you smile, what numbers to dial
You gon' be here for a while
Pull the truck up, front, and roll up the next blunt
So we can steam on the way to the telly go fill my belly
A T-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Conversate for a few, cause in a few, we gon' do
What we came to do
Forget the telly we just go to the crib and watch a movie in the jacuzzi smoke L's while you do me
-Chorus-
(How ya livin Sweet Al?) In mansion and Benz's
Givin ends to my friends and it feels stupendous
Tremendous cream, fuck a dollar and a dream
Choppin o's, smokin lye an' Optimo's
Money hoes and clothes all a playa knows
A foolish pleasure, whatever
I had to find the buried treasure, so grams I had to measure
However living better now, Gucci sweater now
Drop top BM's, I'm the man girlfriend
[Honey check it. Tell your friends to get with my friends
And we can be friends. Shit we can do this every weekend. Is that aight with you? Keep Banging].
-Chorus-
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Secrets
04:30
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Sworn upon the altar
To look past yesterday
Secrets isolate
If a man of moral character
Bows his head to pray
Who can he betray?
Chorus: Will it come back or won't it, won't it?
The flow of the old river
Might not seem the same
And the line just ain't so straight
Haunted in the heart
By the facts it can create
But all these deeds relate
(Chorus)
To some it's life or death
And others cannot say
As nights slip into day
Sworn upon the altar
To look past yesterday
Secrets isolate
(Chorus)
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12. |
Recite Your Part
03:30
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A light that’s illuminated twice
The feeling that you won’t permit
Come night ‘fore the dawn’s up in your eyes
Look upon it endlessly
A light through a ventilated window
Tells of what remains
And through bright and bewildered conversation
Just roll on, roll on, go recite your part
How long can the secret source of dreams
Tingle with a tinge of vice
The thing that makes cowards of us all
Stumbles on a razor’s edge
A light through a ventilated window
Tells of what remains
And through bright and bewildered conversation
Just roll on, roll on, go recite your part
And the dark beauty of our situation
Feels so strangely sweet
And we ride to another constellation
Flung right at our feet
A light that’s illuminated twice
The feeling that you won’t permit
The life that you fled has now been led
Nevertheless unforeseen
A light through a ventilated window
Tells of what remains
And through bright and bewildered conversation
Just roll on, roll on, go recite your part
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Alex Wise San Francisco, California
Fog Swamp is a Bay Area-based assemblage of first-call musicians that performs original swamp rock.
Steeped in genres
ranging from rock, New Orleans funk and blues to bluegrass and jazz, Fog Swamp has headlined venues such as the Sweetwater Music Hall, The Chapel and The Boom Boom Room. The band’s members have shared stages with The Meters, Joan Baez, Wilco, Phil Lesh, and others.
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