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No More Words

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It’s Just a Kiss Away

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Corduroy, Fleece and Flannel

Who Do Voodoo on You

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No More Bones for You

the Power of a Daydream

Undecided

a Graveyard Gives

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Everyday Americans

Wish You No Harm

Wooden Floors

Ride Away

Rain

Two Wastes of Life

In Bed at Cheteau Marmont

Jim Sheridan Took My Shirt

Perfect July Nite in L.A.

Independent Lens

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Where It All Begins

If It’s One to Ten She’s a Twelve

and That’s Why She’s Always

Mad-Dogged

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Man and Twelve String Guitar Make History

Friday at 3:00 a.m.

The Way My Sisters’ Children Used to Play

Front Porch

The Devil’s Music

Young Love

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Norms, Values and People Who Think They Have the Right to Tell You What to Do

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Behind the Waterfall

Swoon

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Expanding Universe

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Johnny English and the Aliens

Christmas Barrette

Max's Kansas City

one pay check away

be my everyday

Take the Change

i don't even know her name

be myself

Black Magik Blood

Vegas

Morning Sun

Wolf Hollow Inn

Impact

Poetry 101: Ecstatic Vision

D.C. Blues

Dear Pittsburgh Penguins

a Hot Mess

Yeah You

who do Voodoo on you

city lights they shine like souls
blinking in the black of the night
they remind me of those drones
who don't know who they are
and you've gone away so far
to make a clean get-a-way
oh, by the dock on the Bay
on your big big get-a-way
but you can't escape
you're gonna have to wait
'cause time's not on your side
it's turned a blind eye on you
karma's caught up with you
now you have to pay
yeah, now you have to pay
unless you wanna play
play or pay to live another day
just to live another day
just to live another day
eeewwhhhoooowhhooohooo
eeewwhhhoooowhhooohooo
eeewwhhhoooowhhooohooo
who do Voodoo on you
who do Voodoo on you
who do Voodoo on you
you shouldn't have to ask that
but you turned a blind eye
never stopped to wonder why
never cried for some one else
never looked down from 21st
'til night met red morning light
when city lights look like souls
eeewwhhhoooowhhooohooo
eeewwhhhoooowhhooohooo
eeewwhhhoooowhhooohooo
who do Voodoo on you
who do Voodoo on you
who do Voodoo on you
always chasin' some fools gold
you can't catch the wind
like paper -n- fire - before you die
no one will have to utter "why"



written saturday morn october 25th '08

    

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