1. |
Bossman
04:33
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I got a bossman
don't treat me no good
I got a bossman
I'm so misunderstood
I got a bossman
he likes to drink wine from a paper cup
I got a bossman
he makes his shoes shine just to make a buck
I haven't got time for his peskiness
just wanna have a good time and make a mess
I don't wanna be timed just do your best
I got a bossman
loves his money but his money's all gone
always thinking he can do no wrong
I got a bossman
makes a dime from all the goings on
can't tell a lie or so he says to court
I got a bossman
he's got a really big tie
I got a bossman
wanna make me whine all night
but all my money's gone
I got a bossman
no scheme or rhyme
I'm just doing time
I got a bossman
black empty eyes
I got a bossman
I got a bossman
don't treat me no good
I got a bossman
I'm so misunderstood
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2. |
Freedom Fries
02:11
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freedom fries all around
be they salty, sweet, or unclean
when freedom dies we all buy
some freedom fries to take back our lives
all the time we see the hardship abound
be they near far or way deep down
when freedom time has all but run out
another lie again and then we all must shout
freedom time is a lot to give
freedom smiles are just too many now
freedom fries and burns this country down
when freedoms try they always are never found
freedom steak and eggs to get us by
I wear a tie and you must wear one too
I got debt but the debt they won't forget
freedom shys when I've got nothing left to bet
freedom fries all around
be they salty, sweet, or unclean
when freedom dies we all buy
some freedom fries to take back our lives
freedom time is a lot to give
freedom smiles are just too many now
freedom fries and burns this country down
when freedoms try they always are never found
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3. |
Booked In Full
03:38
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I'm so sorry
we are booked in full
don't you worry
running with the bulls
no more space in this place
so baby pick up the pace
running down a dream
like a thing you can't replace
I'm so sorry
this is a race
China shop doll broken by the mainframe
bull takes it down like butter without shame
no vacancy anymore but before we took the blame
a guessing game like nothing booked in town
we are cooked like the books
when burnings take place
so when the bulls start a-running
you better get out of my face
we are booked in full
turn another hue
we can't recall
ever booking you
booked in full so we cannot help you
the racing never stops and
the bulls always get you
booked in full
no one gets out
reap whats sown
I have no doubt
I'm so sorry
we are booked in full
don't you worry
running with the bulls
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4. |
Jacked
04:14
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I'm jacked
stacked up high are fliers
high as the sky
I'm tacked
to the wall of all this
mutiny on the fly
jacked up
jacked into the sounds
smacked back down
to the ground
I'm high as a kite
but as big as a cow
how now do I do it
how now now now
I'm jacked
stacked up high are fliers
high as the sky
I'm tacked
to the wall of all this
mutiny on the fly
jacked up
jacked into the sounds
smacked back down
to the ground
I'm high as a kite
but as big as a cow
how now do I do it
how now now now
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5. |
Ain't Like That
04:33
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I've got nothing to tell you
I've got nothing to sell you
I ain't like that
who do you think you are
coming round here with your gun
shooting up the place
and having fun
in who's name do you come here
there is no one here
but don't come in
no one
well, I've got nothing to tell you
I've got nothing to sell you
I ain't like that
when the moon is in the 7th house
get down on your knees
and kiss the ground
when the lady rings the bell
and the morrow still has not come
James Bond lying with wives
making their husbands cry
everybody crying
angels on the 7th wing
I've got nothing to tell you
I've got nothing to sell you
I ain't like that
come swing with me
swing and sing
what do you think you are
doing coming round here
with your large sum
giving me none
well, you better run
I've got nothing to tell you
I've got nothing to sell you
I ain't like that
I ain't like that
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6. |
Wait For Me
04:54
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please, wait for me
wherever you may be
I want to go, too
please, oh wait for me
be by my side
tell me sweet lies
and bury me in glory
please, oh please just wait
I've got bait and tackle, babe
don't you go and come back late
I don't have all your time
please, oh please wait for me
I'll be in your arms soon
wait for me then play with me
don't treat me like a buffoon
open up your gate
it's gotta be our fate
no time to hate but love
is what's on our plate because
you are gonna wait for me
bury me in glory
and I won't take too long
I'm not faking this song
I'm gonna shake
you gonna wait
I'm gonna shake
you gonna wait
tell me sweet lies
but with bitter taste
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7. |
Art Toys
03:23
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cool school going down to the pub
draws on his sleeve and makes a cut
in his pocket had a toy for girls and boys
art toys
make what you see into be
part noise
but what you hear isn't clear
have poise
cause what it is is what it be
so take me and my art toy
loner walks to street corner by day
rolls his pant leg to one side
glides across the chalk on the sidewalk
and places one on each square
art toys
make what you see into be
part noise
but what you hear isn't clear
have poise
cause what it is is what it be
so take me and my art toy
storefront shows its viewers that
can't be made by someone that
doesn't let the little things be
weird and they don't talk to me
art toys
make what you see into be
part noise
but what you hear isn't clear
have poise
cause what it is is what it be
so take me and my art toy
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8. |
Light Up My Fire
02:51
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light up my fire
pitch fork stick
light up my fire
pitch fork stick
he'll be coming to get his kicks
he'll be coming to play his tricks
wading in the water
bathing in the moat
burning down my castle
light up my fire
pitch fork smoke
light up my fire
pitch form smoke
light up satire
metaphorical bliss
he'll be coming to get his kicks
he'll be coming to play his tricks
wading in the water
bathing in the moat
burning down my castle, babe
I will stop after one more day
just one more day
Jesus, one more day
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Zane Brune Chicago, Illinois
"Zane Brune embodies the perfect compromise between a edgy rock and roll lifer and a elusive song-writer with his own unique language and expressions. Borrowing from the vast vernacular of rock, pop, soul and alternative, Brune swings from light to darkness seamlessly and frantically within a playlist that feels like a inner travel within the most remote corners of the human psyche." ... more
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