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You Can't Stop The Roy
03:22
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Aw, here he comes now
And he's gonna break you down
With his little orange jacket
He'll make you throw in the towel
The king of metal valley's 'round
With metal thorns to make his crown
You can't stop the Roy, you can't stop the Roy
He's always on the warpath
He's going sixteen-zero, you do the math
You can't stop the Roy, you can't stop the Roy
You're in for a world of trouble
When he comes to burst your bubble
At the end of the day, yeah
You'll be sifting through the rubble
Malevolent toward the everyman
He does the jobs because he can
You can't stop the Roy, you can't stop the Roy
You're out of time to rant and rave
He'll place you in an early grave
You can't stop the Roy, you can't stop the Roy
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2. |
Mile In My Moccasins
03:28
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I came in late without warning and everything's all screwed up
You say I'm to blame rhetorically for putting you in a rut
And I'm sick and I'm tired of the lies you inspired
I don't know if I'm right but I know that you're wrong
Don't you talk about me
'Til you've walked a mile in my moccasins
I'm watching the walls forever as you nervously pace about
You say I'm at fault for never attempting to take you out
And I know that everyone deserves a break
But I don't know how much more I can take
Who made you judge and jury anyway?
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3. |
Zanzibar
03:53
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Calm down, just another nervous breakout
From the folks who brought you wild towns
Filled with forgotten luck that surrounds
You when you least expect it
You're a waste of oxygen if you believe a word I just said
Fighting all the times, getting all your lines right on
Black knight kicks around the dust and
Jackknifes into a glass of bourbon
How nice it must be to want you
Alive and in the guest bedroom
You'll come out just as quickly as you fade
Left to drown in the bed that you have made
Zanzibar, all I need is my guitar and the light above my head
A lot of stories I've heard and forgot exactly how they all end
Why not write my own page in there?
Get caught, and lynched a little later
This dumb conversation, this cryogenic station
I'd like to think that I'm drowning, all right
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4. |
Big American Party
03:18
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I was the lost you found straightening
The countertop in a cellophane visor
You were the guard on guard at any given time
Now take a look at who looks wiser
Let's go to your big American party
Rehab bracelets and trays of cocaine floating by me
When you're ready for a dance just come on and find me
I was disarmed, mentally I mean
Literally, I was armed to the teeth
You were beside yourself, eyes widening
With only methadone underneath
We were the sun combined as one
At least that's what the pill I popped told me
You were alarmed, oh so alarmed
But I messed up the message and took you as holy
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5. |
Full Blast
03:40
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In the morning in June
Sunlight sprayed across my dining room
Through the glare I could see
My whole day just glaring back at me
It's always coming full blast
Back in the Renaissance
They were all respectable gallants
But they were plagued by the scores
Raphael said, "When it rains, it pours"
Days will turn to hours and hours will turn to minutes
And what you get out depends what you put in it
When you kissed me good night
I had a feeling something wasn't right
If I could turn back the clock
Maybe I would make that feeling stop
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