1. |
You Got Your
03:19
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Here kitty, don't make those eyes at me.
Here kitty, don't take your eyes off me.
Please don't fight with me, just walk away.
Please don't fight with me, just walk away.
You'll come lookin' for me.
When you need something to eat.
You'll come lookin' for me, and i'll be there.
You know you got your claws in me.
Here kitty, don't make those eyes at me.
Here kitty, don't take your eyes off me.
Please don't fight with me, just walk away.
Please don't fight with me, just walk away.
You'll come lookin' for me.
When you need something to eat.
You'll come lookin' for me, and i'll be there.
You know you got your claws in me.
There there, kitty, it's alright.
there there, kitty, I'm here tonight
Please don't fight with me, just walk away.
Please don't fight with me, just walk away.
You'll come lookin' for me.
When you need something to eat.
You'll come lookin' for me, and i'll be there.
You know you got your claws in me.
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2. |
In Tune
01:42
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I don't think that we're in tune.
But, we can still play the song through.
It may be you're across the room.
But, i don't think we're in tune.
Well, you tune to me,
and we will see
if can't pitch our notes together.
We may not be in tune;
I'm not sure we'll probably know soon.
I don't know enough to presume,
but we may not be in tune.
Well I'll tune to you
and if it's true
we'll know when we harmonize together.
I don't think that we're in tune.
But, we can still play the song through.
It may be you're across the room.
But, i don't think we're in tune.
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3. |
Heaven Help You
02:20
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Heaven help you;
I'm not helping you no more.
Heaven help you;
I'm not helping you no more.
You haven't been calling my name out or
knockin' on my door.
I came home last night
and you were knockin' on my front door.
I came home last night
and you were knockin' on my front door.
You haven't been callin' my name out or
screamin' for more.
Heaven help you;
I'm not helping you no more.
Heaven help you;
I'm not helping you no more.
You haven't been calling my name out or
knockin' on my door.
Heaven help you;
I'm not helping you no more.
Heaven help you;
I'm not helping you no more.
You haven't been calling my name out or
knockin' on my door.
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4. |
Saturday In May
04:59
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Well it was saturday in the month of may
and i was lookin' towards the summer.
Pink and orange clouds way up i the sky,
and you were off catchin' someone else's eye
Well you pushed me away
then you kept me at bay
then you let me in again and again and again
It wasn't till june that i met you.
You came in out of the blue.
I asked you what your name was,
but, somehow, i already knew.
Well you pushed me away
then you kept me at bay
then you let me in again and again and again
September came and went
and october was hell sent.
I don't remember just what happened,
how it came, or how it went.
Well you pushed me away
then you kept me at bay
then you let me in again and again and again
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5. |
Borrowed Time
02:29
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I ain't got no time today to make sure you are squared away
and livin' alright so far away and not dead by the side of the road.
If i'm just livin' on borrowed time, I don't wanna keep you on the line
and walk down the street t'make sure you're fine and waiting there for me.
The more I'm with you,
the more you take,
and the less you leave with me.
Sun came out real bright today and swept the storms and fog away.
It let me see you down the lane, not waiting there for me.
If I'm just livin' on borrowed time, I guess you just ain't worth my dime.
Gonna move down to the next in line and forget your name
The more I'm with you,
the more you take,
and the less you leave with me.
I ain't got no time today to make sure you are squared away
and livin' alright so far away and not dead by the side of the road.
If i'm just livin' on borrowed time, I don't wanna keep you on the line
and walk down the street t'make sure you're fine and waiting there for me.
The more I'm with you,
the more you take,
and the less you leave with me.
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6. |
Got No Money
04:28
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Got no money, but
we've got plenty of love; got plenty of love.
Got no money, but
we've got plenty of love; got plenty of love, got plenty of love.
It's not funny when,
you got he whole on your shoulders
and it's getting colder.
It's not funny when,
you got the whole world at you back
and you can't react and you can't react
And you know that it's alright,
'cause I say that it's alright.
Even though everything's not right.
I say, "Baby, it's alright."
Got no money, but
we've got plenty of love; got plenty of love.
Got no money, but
we've got plenty of love; got plenty of love, got plenty of love.
It's not funny when,
you got he whole on your shoulders
and it's getting colder.
It's not funny when,
you got the whole world at you back
and you can't react and you can't react
And you know that it's alright,
'cause I say that it's alright.
Even though everything's not right.
I say, "Baby, it's alright."
Got no money, but
we've got plenty of love; got plenty of love.
Got no money, but
we've got plenty of love; got plenty of love, got plenty of love.
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7. |
East Emnet
04:41
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I'm running;
I can't stop running.
I know they're just ahead.
I can see their tracks in the mud.
I can smell the blood and dead.
They trode on this ground, maybe,
half a day ago.
I know they can't be resting,
so i know i can't go slow.
Off in the distance,
on the limits of my vision I see
just off the horizon
a long dark mass moving steadily
Off in the distance,
on the limits of my vision I see
just off the horizon
a long dark mass moving steadily
I know I'm getting closer.
Their smell is getting strong.
Their blood trail should be weakening,
so i push myself on.
They trode on this ground, maybe,
quarter day a go.
My hands moves to my sword;
my other hand to my bow.
Off in the distance,
on the limits of my vision I see
just off the horizon
a long dark mass moving steadily
Off in the distance,
on the limits of my vision I see
just off the horizon
a long dark mass moving steadily
I'm running;
I can't stop running.
I know they're just ahead.
I can see their tracks in the mud.
I can smell the blood and dead.
They trode on this ground, maybe,
half a day ago.
I know they can't be resting,
so i know i can't go slow.
Off in the distance,
on the limits of my vision I see
just off the horizon
a long dark mass moving steadily
Off in the distance,
on the limits of my vision I see
just off the horizon
a long dark mass moving steadily
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8. |
Without a Sound
02:48
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She just wants to get swept off her feet, but not by my broom.
She just wants to dance all night, but not to my tune.
She just want to set the world on fire, but not with my flame.
She just wants to put it out, but not with my rain.
She just whirls, and twirls, and unfurls, and it curls my toes.
She turns around, and frowns, and sits down without a sound.
She just whirls, and twirls, and unfurls, and it curls my toes.
She turns around, and frowns, and sits down without a sound.
She just wants to get swept off her feet, but not by my broom.
She just wants to dance all night, but not to my tune.
She just want to set the world on fire, but not with my flame.
She just wants to put it out, but not with my rain.
She just whirls, and twirls, and unfurls, and it curls my toes.
She turns around, and frowns, and sits down without a sound.
She just whirls, and twirls, and unfurls, and it curls my toes.
She turns around, and frowns, and sits down without a sound.
She just wants to get swept off her feet, but not by my broom.
She just wants to dance all night, but not to my tune.
She just want to set the world on fire, but not with my flame.
She just wants to put it out, but not with my rain.
She just whirls, and twirls, and unfurls, and it curls my toes.
She turns around, and frowns, and sits down without a sound.
She just whirls, and twirls, and unfurls, and it curls my toes.
She turns around, and frowns, and sits down without a sound.
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9. |
Enough
02:21
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I got a little bit of money,
and a little bit of gin,
a pack of cigarettes,
a whole lot of sin,
i got a full tank of gas,
and good directions,
but only two hours sleep,
and no protection
And is it enough,
to keep me happy,
to keep me working,
to me true.
And is it enough,
to keep me thankful,
to keep me lovin',
keep me lovin' you.
I got no ambition,
and no defense,
but a little bit of armour,
and a barbed wire fence,
and is it enough,
when the tacks gets brass,
to keep me goin' lord till,
next weeks mass.
And is it enough,
to keep me happy,
to keep me working,
to me true.
And is it enough,
to keep me thankful,
to keep me lovin',
keep me lovin' you.
keep me lovin' you.
keep me lovin' you.
keep me lovin' you.
keep me lovin' you.
keep me lovin' you.
keep me lovin' you.
keep me lovin' you.
keep me lovin' you.
And is it enough,
to keep me happy,
to keep me working,
to me true.
And is it enough,
to keep me thankful,
to keep me lovin',
keep me lovin' you.
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10. |
Left Behind
03:08
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Have you seen her 'round?
Have you seen her 'round town?
Have you seen her 'round?
Have you seen her 'round town?
No, I haven't seen her face.
No, I have not seen a trace.
No, I haven't seen her face.
No, I have not seen a trace.
I don't wanna get left,
no, i don't wanna get left,
no, i don't wanna get left,
left, left behind
She said she's coming through this way.
She said she's coming through today.
She said she's coming through today.
She said she's coming through this way.
No, I haven't seen her face.
No, I have not seen a trace.
No, I haven't seen her face.
No, I have not seen a trace.
I don't wanna get left,
no, i don't wanna get left,
no, i don't wanna get left,
left, left behind
No, I haven't seen her face.
No, I have not seen a trace.
No, I haven't seen her face.
No, I have not seen a trace.
I don't wanna get left,
no, i don't wanna get left,
no, i don't wanna get left,
left, left behind behind behind
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11. |
The Same
03:31
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I was down and i was out.
I was trapped in your world,
and i couldn't get out.
All i heard was you bitch and complain.
Our conversations were always the same.
And I thought that I could change you,
but i was wrong; you're still the same you.
I was down and i was out.
I was trapped in your world,
and i couldn't get out.
All i heard was you bitch and complain.
Our conversations were always the same.
And I thought that I could change you,
but i was wrong; you're still the same you.
I was down and i was out.
I was trapped in your world,
and i couldn't get out.
All i heard was you bitch and complain.
Our conversations were always the same.
And I thought that I could change you,
but i was wrong; you're still the same you.
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12. |
RocketshipGO!
03:49
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My engine is alive.
My gear shift is to drive.
The jerk in front of me
just cut in front of me.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
My rocket ship is go.
My rocket boosters blow.
The moon in front of me
just cut in front of me.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
My time machine is on.
The world i know is gone.
The past in front of me
just cut in front of me.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
No, I just can't slow down.
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Max and the Wild Things Nashville
Alt-alt-country blues infused rock band, Max and the Wild Things, formed in Nashville in 2009. The band takes you on a
Delorean ride through genres with rootsy finger-picked guitar and banjo, punk bass lines, an eclectic barrage of drum beats, and uke madness.
Last year Max and the Wild Things released their self-titled debut album. Neptune's Crown is in the can and lands August 16th.
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