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Jimi Hendrix's Birthday
03:18
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i've got one picture on my phone
from the day you passed away
and it's a poster for the show
i played that friday
and i played modest mouse for you
i sang my favorite song
cause we used to be three and not just two
and you were here but now you're not
there's a car beneath the house
and a kid in the tv
and i swear right there beside the fridge
something passed through me
your landlord thinks you're being stalked
says he don't believe in those things
but what just lingers after death
can stick around for centuries
my friends saw you in their dreams
said you came and sat and talked
about ordinary things
but just what they can't recall
and i still don't know what that means
or where your soul has gone
but at least they said you looked happy
like no time had passed at all
oh, but you never come to me
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2. |
Airport Blues
02:54
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getting my last fix
allsup's coke and cigs
now it's come to this
the airport hassles the dallas assholes
all you ever wanted was nobody to answer to
all you ever wanted was everyone to carry you
i can't sleep on planes
i'm sober and insane
and you don't entertain me
like i thought you always would do
all you ever wanted was no one to ask much of you
all you ever wanted was somebody to care for you
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Detroit Rock City
03:38
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first night of tour at a club in holland
i saw a poster inside with your picture on it
a nice clean presser in black and white
and i wondered if you thought about ending it that night
waiting for the room to stop spinning
a still from the film detroit rock city
you passed away about the same time
i was thinking of that movie and i don't know why
so i'm thinking that tonight maybe
i'm gonna go downtown and see my baby
i'll do it just to make her sorry
i'm gonna burn myself alive and make her watch me
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Gold
04:35
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you drank poison in court
like gold down the emperor's throat
and i saw you in your casket
bloated and looking like shit
so i just stared at my shoes
cause i didn't recognize you
until your funeral pyre
down there by the playa
i watched you drift away
into the sky to greet the day
and i'm running out of advice
that anyone couldn't find
in some hallmark gift card
soft pink covered with hearts
and now i just feel queasy
any time i hear my phone ring
and now all the love inside me
just makes me feel weary
i want to drift away
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5. |
Lonesome Ivy
04:37
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a wise fool turned to me and said
whiskey makes me normal again
and i'm him or maybe he is me
either way is no way to be
and one of these days it's gonna blow in cold
and you'll ask where do i go
and i'll say honey have no fear
anywhere as long as it's not here
but oh lonesome ivy
please don't die on me
i'll keep you fighting
and someday i guess i'll meet the king of kings
and i'll get down on my knees
and ask him as i point to me
could you make me another one of these?
but old whispering ivory
i keep on trying
but i think you're dying
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6. |
The Stranger
03:56
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black cat walked inside
held his head up high
said old black's coming and y'all all'd better hide
and not just some dead star
or old neil young's guitar
but the last thing waiting for a man in his life
i'll finish my drink i said
and have one more cigarette
and if old black comes in then i'll say hey there friend
he's an honest man i've heard
and one look at me i'm sure
he'll see i ain't done nothing to offend
well i ain't a bad man
from what i can tell
i've done no wrong i've wished no one ill
but i keep on seeking the wrong kind of thrills
i'm ready to die, i'm ready to kill
well the barroom cleared out quick
but i just thought i'd stick
around to see if death was the drinking kind
he came walking in
and i turned to him and grinned
and i wound up on the wrong end of his knife
well i ain't a bad man
i just ain't too bright
i'm in a different shithole every night
but i just keep meeting the wrong stranger's eyes
i'm ready to kill, i'm ready to die
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