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Rodeo
05:12
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No ground to roam, on a golden road
I turned to cobbled stone
Madam I can’t condone, leave it alone
And it just goes to show
Footprints I have outgrown, I hope to make it home
Maybe i should postpone, maybe I’ll atone
Round round the track I go, call Rodeo
Let’s get the cattle home
Like a pack of wild foes, unexposed
Hiding in sheep’s clothes
Can’t change the path I chose, and this change I’ll owe
My recommended dose, I’m left to cope
Fresh foot on the ground, pumping to a pound
A terrible sound, oh, a terrible sound
Top of the mound, I’m ready to out
I left with no doubt, I left with no doubt
Nor pleasure found, Lucy merry-go-round
Lady don’t take me now, oh, you’re taking me down
you’re taking me down
you’re taking me down
you’re taking me down
Take me now, I’ll go without
Just let me have me back, and I’ll leave you your thorny crown
Just let you know I’m fine, and I’ll do my time for raising ground
Take me now, I’ll go without
Just let me have me back, and I’ll leave you your thorny crown
Just let you know I’m fine, and I’ll my time for raising ground
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When I Die
03:44
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When I die, oh I wanna die next to you
When I die, put me in a box built for two
When I die, oh I wanna rot next to you
Don’t crucify me
or bury me at sea
‘cause I wanna be next to you
We’ll spend our lives together
But that won’t last forever
I’ll watch you turn to dust
But that won’t kill my lust
It’ll be you and me
Side by side eternally
More than you’ll ever know
When I die, oh I wanna die next to you
When I die, put me in a box built for two
When I die, oh I wanna rot next to you
Don’t crucify me
or bury me at sea
‘cause I wanna be next to you
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La La Love
05:22
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I’m tied to you , nothing you can do
I’ll keep on loving you, the way i do
Unbind the glue , and we can start anew
But i’ll keep on loving you
The way I do
Left, right, with you
Up and down with the news
As if I only had the word to end this feud
So i dispute
Here with my guilt and sorrow, despair unwithered with age
But no one is granted tomorrow , here on the stage
There where the road is winding , ground bare as her skin and bones
It’s fair to compare the chains we’re binding
Surely our own
To think yourself alone
Not quite the run to home
If only you’d known, but
I’m tied to you , nothing you can do
I’ll keep on loving you, the way i do
Unbind the glue , and we can start anew
But i’ll keep on loving you
The way I do
‘Cause I la, la la la, lost you
And there’s na, na na na, nothing to do
But I’ll keep on loving you, the way I do
La La loving you
La La, like i do
I’ll keep on loving you, the way I do
The way I do
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Baby Blue
04:53
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Leaving without a call, I'll be
Searching near and far for you, baby blue
I won't have until tomorrow, you'll be
Gone without a sorrow, for me
I just can't wait and see
For you, the things I do
For you, left without a clue
For you, just within my view
For you, my baby blue
Mile after mile, muster all my guile,
Till I found you, there at the edge and askew
Sitting in a pile, you had been there for a while
And I knew, just what I had to do
For you, and your rendezvous
For you, the salt within my wound
For you, resent my rescue
For you, my baby blue
For you, to bid the world adieu
For you, a nightmare to come true
For you, my guilt the residue
For you, the glass I'd see you through
For you, the tears when you came to
For you, it all I would undo
For you, broken now a new
For you, my baby blue
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John St. Just Portland, Oregon
John St. Just is a musician & producer from Portland, OR
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