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The Dew Point
02:43
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I saw you sitting on the dew point
Back in some old jukebox joint
Waiting to turn hot breaths into tears
The weatherman says to understand takes years
That dew point
Got me feeling out of shape and disjoint
Pardon me, this could be out of line,
But would you please be my trouble in mind?
I ain't got money to burn, but I'd like to learn your viewpoint
And if you'd like to ride, baby, I can abide
I'll take you for a spin, it ain't a sin to rev the engine at the throughpoint
I'll talk sweet 'cause I hate to disappoint
Could've been just a-somethin' you said,
But this atmosphere condition's going straight to my head
Well, honey you're a hoarfrost girl I can tell
90-cent humidity's like ringing a bell
Feels so hot, got to kick off my shoes
Now we're swishin' in the kitchen, he's a bitchin'
Guess I must have hit the dew point
Put a damper on my camper van joint
Rolling up for the mystery tour
Yes, we beat the concrete but hit a patch of manure
Ain't got money to burn, but I'd like to learn your viewpoint
And if you'd like to ride, baby, I can abide
I'll even let you steer, but don't you fear I want to hear the "I do" point
Ain't got a damn thing to anoint
Pardon me, this could be out of line,
But would you please be my trouble in mind?
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2. |
Spy Camera
03:56
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I'm gonna get me a new spy camera
If I had the cash, I wonder if I really could
Takin' pictures fast, of things I know I really should
Should not be taking pictures of
I'm gonna get me a new spy camera
See you walkin' 'round, know you're really lookin' fine
Gonna catch you now, in lots of different states of mind
You know exactly what I mean
I cut out the ad in that comic book I read
If my momma catch me, be damn sure that I'm dead
Don't know what they're sayin', 'xactly if it's true
But it's little and white and shiny and new
And I know what to do
Be watchin' you
Developin' you
X-rayin' you
I'm gonna get me some X-ray glasses
You know the kind, the ones I'm talkin' about
Cost four or five, in a week they're gonna ship 'em out
Get them and put 'em on my head
I'm gonna get me some X-ray glasses
I see you now, but you forgot to wear a shirt
You hit the town, but you forgot to wear a skirt
No shoes, no socks, no underwear
[Time travel]
I heard the man's got a new spy camera
I read it all on a government website
That shit is hot, you know it's gonna work real tight
And they'll be spying on your ass
I heard the man's got a new spy camera
He's gonna put lots of cameras downtown
So they can catch all the terrorists around
They'll be spying on your ass
I cut out the ad from that think tank book I read...
Recordin' you
Downloadin' you
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FEMA Trailer
04:06
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Scratching moldy walls of 42 Rue Rochelle
We'll strike them all and sue your ass to hell
But there ain't nobody listening
And the parish board is missing all my files
Traffic's packed and backed a mile or two
This coffee fix'll nix the latest news
That the UFOs are landing
Where the bayous meet the bridge down by Michoud
And I can't believe it's nine months later,
And I'm still here pissing in a FEMA trailer
Nobody's wanting me around
There is no place to put our trailer down
And the authorities are laughing
At the lack of any staffing in this town
Well I've half a mind to cap the kind around here
I once shot a man and took off half his ear
And if name is Ray or W.,
It don't matter much to me this time of year
Had another beer today
Guess I gotta go away
Mmm mmm
Got a little bug in my ass
Guess I been itching this rash
Mmm mmm
Well, if you can chop a tree
And haul it, you're golden
Yeah, fifteen bills a day sure pays the rent
And before I had no cares
When the Burger King was open well past ten
And I can't believe it's nine months later,
And I'm still here pissing in a FEMA trailer
This is what it's like, months later,
And I'm still here pissing in a FEMA trailer
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4. |
Minnesota Brother
05:24
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Goin' down to Houston, check my load
And this rig keeps wastin' all my time
Sit down and wait for a cup of joe
And I think I'll find another line
But them big wheels keep on turnin'
Drivin' home will never be the same
It's all over, Minnesota brother
We're all scattered to the globe's four corners
And it's all dying, Minnesota brother
The farmer-labor dream was a lie
Wait at the airport, I'll pick you up
If the train is runnin' there on time
Been goin' to bat for a friend at work
And some lines keep runnin' through my mind
"I've got a peaceful easy feeling"
If only I could get that way again
Some kind of plane crash shook this town
With the TV showin' it go down
Straight from the island rolls around
Some big-city men who make some vow
That they're gonna keep things here the same as
They've been for a hundred years or more
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Said goodbye to me for the last time tonight
It don't seem right, I need another drink
Sleeping on the left side for the first time tonight
It don't seem right, I need another drink
'Cause I got drunk and it got you off my mind
I got drunk and it worked
Fever in my brain on a Friday night
It don't seem right, I need another drink
Aching in my heart, or isn't it burn
I guess I'll never learn, I gotta start living right
But it was only the way I was feeling
Watching the traffic go by in the rain
Tomorrow I may be sober
But these things you say will remain
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Heaven
03:58
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Died and gone to heaven, yes I left the world tonight
Died and gone to heaven, though they spent their brains and might
Keeping me alive and breathing, didn't have no right
Keeping me alive and breathing, I missed the gleaming light
Can you help me do the same thing over and over again?
Can you help me stifle all my fears of painful death?
I am all alone in this world, though I see you here
I am all alone in this world, shaking cold in fear
Died and gone to heaven, it was time for me to go
Died and gone to heaven, how could they have ever known
Body's days are set and numbered, there's nothing you can do
Body's days are set and numbered, so let me slip on through
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7. |
The Deserter
03:56
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Last night I left the army
The colonel was ragging on me bad
He hurt me and beat me, in general mistreat me
My sunken pride's the only thing I had
Been thinking a lot 'bout my girlfriend
The darlingest thing I ever seen
One day I did spy the officer's eye
On the mark on the bed where she'd been
Oh, unhappy country
Oh, endless battalions
All this is going to swoop down on our houses
And still it must be obeyed
Her mother told her, "Verily,
Here come the officers in town.
My daughter, I ought to get you married,
Before they saunter up 'n' start lurking around"
My father worn and forgotten
And officer-of-fortune born low
He sang in a song that his weary soul longs
To perform only generous actions
My fatherland commands me,
I can scarcely silence this sickness in my heart
My superiors demand me:
Rewrite this sentence and merely do my part
That young officer tried to help me
He spoke the colonel in tow
But it was all too late, must accept my fate
Heaven bound, my soul must go
Last night I left the army
They surely will hunt me down
And murder, my friend, a deserter; his end
Will be known in all the locals in town
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8. |
Middlesex
04:17
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Yes I once was a stranger
Now I see to my own
I forsook all my children
When I left my old home
I was born of two lovers
Who did share too much blood
Now I'm lost in confusion
Left to tread the highway mud
Oh, this world of woe
Who will see me when I go?
I was going to meet my father
But my mother told me "no"
Well the knife was a doctor
And without a word it began
I walked in as a woman
And I walked out a lonely man
If you stand at a distance
And you see a little girl
Just recall, we're all dying
On our way to this world
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9. |
Wedding Dress
02:29
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This sweet little wedding dress, it fits me like a darlin'
Softer than a feather and it touches me just right
My princess in a dress, you'll come runnin' back a-starvin'
Ain't got no 'surance policy, ain't got no bread tonight
Let's talk about the news
The news we can't refuse
You confused our finger rings with just some blessed anything
And now we got some troubles on our mind
This cute little wedding dress, it won't cost us a fortune
You see up on the sticker, ain't no richer folks' delight
My princess, all the rest ain't half as smart as you is
But we got to plan this wedding, ain't no ending near in sight
I found 'em!
You found 'em, you found 'em!
My big beau, you're the best, I 'ppreciate you darlin'
You look so awful handsome when you look at me tonight
My sweetness, I'll confess my heart begins a-warmin'
Whenever you are near me underneath the pale moonlight
Let's talk about the news
The news we can't refuse
We exchanged our finger rings while someone aged blessed things
And now we got some troubles on our mind
But tonight these things will turn out right
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10. |
Motorscooter
04:15
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Three-legged woman with a cancer stick
Said to me, "Better see that flick
About a man in a big boat car
He didn't get to drive far" (oh no)
Old brown dog on the side of the road
Barking loud at the old black crow
Who did complain, 'cause he don't get paid
Gonna have to downgrade (oh yeah)
Motorscooter, yeah
For a boy or a girl, 'cause the gender is a neuter
Motorscooter, yeah
I used to love driving pickup trucks
Hauling load, could have made some bucks
On the road, moving way too fast
Fat cat, no gas (oh no)
I'd be remiss if I did not say
My driving wheel helps me get my way
I thought the wasp as a fad would fade
Gonna have to downgrade (oh yeah)
I'm gonna ride, ride my motorscooter
I'm gonna ride into the sun
To junk the car makes me more than pissed
I talked to God, but he don't exist
I'm trying hard not to be dismayed
I'm gonna have to downgrade (oh yeah)
Gasoline splashing on my wrist
I shake it off and unclench my fist
Before I join with the Red Brigade
Gonna have to downgrade (oh yeah)
Motorscooter, yeah
For a boy or a girl, 'cause the gender is a neuter
Motorscooter, yeah
Got a raw, revvin' engine like a new Roto-Rooter
Motorscooter, yeah
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11. |
Subdivision
04:34
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Well, my truck broke down back in town
Got to fix my flat and keep movin' on
My neck ain't dry, shirt ain't clean
Head hurts bad and I'm lookin' mean
Got to pay more bills, got to pop more pills
What do I see in front of me?
Well the lawn's cut low: subdivision
Don't park, will tow: subdivision
You can't be po': subdivision
You got what it takes, you got what it takes
You just got to climb up over the gates a-now
Well I met this cat, was looking good
This fact plainly understood
I said "now?" He said "yes."
We got a new position, put it to the test
So we bike on back, try to work my mack
What do I see in front of me?
Oh, I dream of Jeannie
She shows the attendance man her card
This land, where oil and water flow so sweetly,
The neighbors watch on guard
'Cause life is hard
Well I walked my dog, he soiled a log
Sirens and lights, here comes Boss Hog
He said "Son, don't come 'round no more,
I'll drop you back off at the liquor store"
So I aim at his head, and I fill him with lead
Until he's dead in front of me
And do some lines of blow: subdivision
Don't ask, don't know: subdivision
But just say no: subdivision
You got what it takes, you got what it takes
Girl Scout cookies and coffee cakes a-now
Gated Community
Private Property
Public Propriety
Trouble in Tahiti
Climb up over the gates a-now
Subdivision
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The Gated Community Minneapolis
The Gated Community is a country/bluegrass/Americana band with rock influences based in the Minneapolis-St. Paul area in
Minnesota and has been in existence since early 2006.
Bandmembers: Sumanth Gopinath
Rosie Harris
Beth Hartman
Paul Hatlelid
Cody Johnson
Nate Knutson
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