Lyrics
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Words & music Copyright © 1996 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
I only know, you only see, better to show,
seeing is deceiving. In case I’m alone,
peace is unreal,at least in our time,
so be what you be and…….
Yeah, please recycle me, let my brother be
This is the show not, fortune of wheel.
Free man will go, seeing is believing.
I only know, you only see, better to go,
feeling is deceiving…….
Yeah, please recycle me, let my brother be.
Low is mine, Burn the kind.
Yeah,please recycle me,let my brother be.
Yeah,please recycle me,must recycle me.
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I have the way. Many people
can appreciate the little things
in life that make you feel great,
Fred is here so have no fear
just pack it up tight and sway.
I have the way.
You think I’m wastin’ your time?
‘Least you ain’t standin in line.
We see this shit every day,
So step on out the way.
I think I feel good.
Did you see my wood now?
I think I feel good.
Givin’ me a wood……
Got what your givin’ to me.
Ain’t what I thought it would be.
Still think I’m wastin’ your time?
I’m dropping off the line…..
Any little Aggravator can stir up anxiety
like an elevator, I don’t care just get ’em
outta here just roll it up fat & sway…..
note:
Woody is in the movie “Chairman of the Board”
starring Carrot Top!!
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Inside, is gonna be, alright, oh the tasty,
Don’t mind, oh I can’t live without,
all kinds, of the booty.
Break, I need it, burn, the fatty,
I was searchin’,
dry and sober not like you.
Roll me every day.
Fred Green is the way.
Hear that fatty say.
Roll me every day
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An instrumental.
this tune is featured in the movie
starring David Faustino.
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Words & music Copyright © 1996 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
I could sell your ego for a ride,
you concluded that your head was fried.
And I’ll find another this and that in the sky,
and I’m gonna do whatever you do is the way to stay behind.
I can feel your inner sanction thighs,
I can feel a sentence on the rise.
Hey you do what you do and I’ll stay by,
but you don’t know what to do so
you get me high.
No way I’ll hide,
left out tongue tied,
no way I’ll hide,
find me tongue tied.
Brand new 311 just sittin’ there taped
on to my chair,fuzztain, yeah.
And you wake in the morning to the early,
early day, you see your head is leaking in
the most unusual way, see I fly over the sea,
see I fly over the trees, and this and that and uh,
yes it is up to me to introduce you to the members
of Fred Green, C & B & T exactly what I mean, hey, hey, yeah, hey, YOW!
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High Times stickin’ in my mind cuz
I’m live see me free me yeah.
Load the Plaidstone one more time my eyes
see Fred.
What lies in your head,
is not what you said.
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Blue rake loss and dental floss,
I’m gettin’ lost in a cloak of semi-gloss
your Fred white fairmont freaky,
your lustful last laugh’s leaky’s got me
speakin’ in tongues, speakin’ to a sponge,
speakin’ to existence of which I’ve none.
I’m on a mission to find my head,
lost in the splendor of the finest Fred groove said……
Standin’ in line with a friend of kind,
but he ain’t no friend of mine,
I’ve got a forward address to find.
Arrested, wasted, & loud,funky style
laminated operation croud, say goodbye
to the need for an alternate speed,
I’m on top of the faith indeed.
14 years since I’ve seen my head,
frozen in the splendor of the finest Fred groove said……..
Oh God I’ve lost my mind,
have you seen my head?
I can’t rest in peace alone,
I can’t part with being stoned,
I can’t find myself in contempt in a
world of hope & style, consent,
say goodbye to the need for an alternate speed,
I’m on top of the faith indeed,
14 years since I’ve seen my head,
lost in the splendor of the finest Fred groove said……
Oh God I’ve lost my mind, have you seen my head?
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How sick is she? She’s too sick.
How sick is she yeah, she ain’t sick.
You take your look, parade your charade,
you shake your booty, your silicon inlays,
and hide inceptive, expression of love,
behind an incompetent mask, but its not enough.
You find ways, to free my submission,
conditional, thinkin’ about all the things
I could do to ya, do to me. but she really
don’t show, what she really don’t know
cuz she’s too sick….
And another thing about uh this scenario
situation say it happens all the time.
Too fast no fun with no friction on my
euphemistic diction addiction.
Even though she was a clam,
I found myself in a jam, it was a scam eh,
I can’t remember who I am. Took to my heels,
where’s fred, Fred my wheels, get myself out of this ordeal.
(background safety meeting)
You ain’t sick!!!!
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Wait & see, how we are under the funky debris.
oblong melody is stuck in the ear I hoped it would be.
Just that kinda thing when you listen to it over & over again,
you catch the groove vibe that keeps us alive and the funniest
thing about it’s that you don’t even have to try, it just comes
to you once you get the feel for it,just comes to you once you
get the feel for it, advocates we are so don’t go far,
dilly’s right outside the bar……..
Doin’ all we can, keepin’ it together.
Stickin’ to the plan, that we’ve known forever.
Biskit of the sea,is floating under the lost memory.
When you’re caught with the green, caught by the man is just what I mean.
Fuck ’em yeah I say the shit it never should have been illegal anyway,
but if you get in trouble caught tokin’ the dubble bubble then maybe
you might think about this one little tiny phrase, just comes to you once
you get the feel for it, just comes to you once you get the feel for it,
advocates we are so don’t go far, dilly’s right outside the bar……..
Doin’ all we can, keepin’ it together.
Stickin’ to the plan, that we’ve known forever.
note:
you can hear this tune in the movie
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This tune features D-Rek from “The Goats” on the drumkit.
Note:
you can hear this tune in the movie
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It’s not a thing, got a hat in my pocket
and I wanna give it to you.
If y’all could sing, would you sing
about the things that make your head ring
or would you.
In the hour when the fish heads west you see
I’m freakin’,you see I’m speakin’.
Roll your leaf and spread the joy the freddy’s
finally speakin’, and I’m freakin’.
Fear to the fly, bring another satchel with ya,
here’s to the bomb, cuz I wanna get high,
fear to the fly, bring another satchel with ya,
here’s to the bomb, cuz I’m funky, funky, high……
All this time you’ve let the freddy flow
yeah it’s alright, it’s alright.
Feel like boatin’ but you’re short on dough,
you know it’s alright, it’s alright.
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Why, why, why, was mine.
Up ’til now I’ve been so calm about everything,
past and crap all over me, all over me.
I find out, your mine. Fry my self, this time.
Up ’til now you’re the past held inside of me,
what I was not what I’m supposed to be.
Fry my self, this time. I find out, you’re mine.
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Buffalo, in my shoes, long ass load, on the road.
Get them buffalo out my shoes.
Dog is buff, dog is brown, dog been flowed, buffaloed.
History: This tune was thrown together in our van on our first road trip through Wyoming & Montana. Inspired by the sight of our first buffalo; Ben & Todd are playing acoustic guitars, Chris is using a shaker and singing. It was recorded on a hand held tape recorder in the van and transferred directly to Groover in the studio.
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Spin, trials of spine, insolvent love.
Spin, absence blind, who’s trust to shove.
Spin, world’s unkind, blind lust with anger inclined.
Spin, trials of spine, insolvent love.
If it’s only, fate the same, it could only…….
volare, atari, Zimbabwe.
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Spending all my time,
thinkin’ ’bout another
feelin’ that same way.
Utah Marshall said it would be fine,
now they’re coming to take us away.
When the straight & oppressive,
can stand in your way, strong & quite unimpressive,
in resistance I find my own way.
Spending all my time, thinkin’ ’bout another,
feelin’ that same way.
Now I don’t see what is wrong with my mother,
and why is she crying today.
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Handjive, spoonful, dillyride, natural,
honeybee, sunshine, it’s all just fine!
Your gettin’ funky with my brother,
you got to get it right.
Your smokin’ reefer with my mother,
you got to get it right.
Moonshine, green buds, look like, dillylove,
I love to be, in sunshine, it’s all just fine!
Your smokin’ freddy with another,
you got to get it right.
You just a funky mo’fucker,
you got to get it right.
Who do you think you’re foolin’,
it’s on the way.
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Get up one time sister don’t you know,
grab yourself a syllable to throw,
doesn’t matter what you might say,
long as you enjoy it anyway.
Ain’t that just a silly little thing,
seems sometimes impossible to sing,
don’t you know we like it that way,
get your ass up & improvise with Freddy.
blah,blah,blah,blah…………….
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Well you know it started out like just any other day,
I didn’t know, I didn’t see how it could go so bad.
But all I didn’t ever wanna say……….
I still got my………
I thought it was the only thing that I had
but I could not find my sack!
That could be a problem cuz I want to get high.
Was it in the underwear drawer where
I fucked up that son of a bitchin’ phrase yeah……
so I kept lookin’….
I can’t find my…….
Where’d I put my fat sack of………..
Dope, I can’t find my dope,
where’d I put my dope,
I still got my dope, I still got my…….
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Now I don’t smoke no more, but I do get higher
than any other brother, cause I put it in the fryin’ pan
man, didn’t you know I do it when I can,
a fat happy sack & a hybachi in my hand!
The decision that I made was not a hard one to make
’Cause of singing like shit after every chronic break
Now it doesn’t hurt my throat & I don’t even have to choke
I just swallow it down under a thick honey coat.
And in only about 1 hour, my buzz it begins to flower
and I really must emphasize that it has more power than a bong hit,
Oh now I’m really gonna catch some shit from those of y’all
who consistently think I’m full of it
I didn’t know it was the way, but now I fry it up fat like everyday!
And now you know we break shit like everyday, puttin’ them Pop-Tarts
in my pocket like the old school days, now the brunt of the joke’s on me,
snack food cravings always ain’t for free, now maybe that’s why
inside my mind I consciously think of a better way that I can spend this time
When the Oregon Trooper & the Utah Marshall wipe the grin off your face
and they put their hands in your pocket.
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Two showers a week glitter meets glamour
while winner’s and wannabe’s dress to the nines,
redesigned from the top down.
Most surprising for their seemingly
serendipitous quality, the flattened vowels
of the east coast elite recall wanting to make
a suggestion.
Let’s consider an alternate scenario, these domestic small potatoes are
singularly unamusing. And given this sort of ecosociopolitical framework,
we’d be brawling over who gets to sit
on the swing.
Sometimes when you drink, it squeezes fresh life out of an old buddy formula,
oddly fungible in an urban setting. And while you’re down there sniffing,
abandon the express lane & the guidelines of this drama.
Focused on amplifying the sizzle,
a heavy loaded tribe, fulfilling a mystic vision,
lectures the old fussbudget.
These are the buzzwords that end the debate.
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I can’t replace,
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Words & music Copyright © 1999 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
I’ve got faith in what you do, take some time to listen to:
My name is Shed Winder & I’m a hell of a Guy
Biggest inspiration was ‘Super Fly’
I got a head like a peanut & a rock in my eye
Did I happen to mention I am a hell of a Guy
Got a shoe thrown at me by a mean old man
motherfucker picked it right out of a garbage can
With a college education & a liking for Spam
I still get by with the albino tan.
All I need is all that breathes around me,
plant the seed, hydroponic Laundry.
It’s a case of what you do, marlin fever’s nasty too:
My name is Shed Winder & I am here to say:
The liver in my ’fridgerator walked away
With a girl who I thought had had a likeable day
Do you think it might be a conspiracy?
My name is Shed Winder & what you need to know,
the people in my neighborhood broke my toe
with a blender from the kitchen of Mr. Picasso
Yes I do believe it was a hell of a show!
All I need is all that breathes around me,
plant the seed, hydroponic Laundry
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The sun is beating down on me into my skin
I can drink the water but I cannot swallow the beginnings of the end
I want to be around you lady, got to be with you
I want to be around you lady, got to be with you
The feel of your skin on mine is all I need to feel today
Put you on top of the world and never ever give a taste of you away
I want to be around you lady, got to be with you
I want to be around you lady, got to be with you
And so, with you I drive and I don’t care where we go
as long as I am looking into the beautiful eyes that I long to know
I want to be around you lady, got to be with you
I want to be around you lady, got to be with you
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Words & music Copyright © 1999 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
Last night, things were really
getting heavy, uptight, look away
Cat fight is not what I call entertainment
But I’d go around & ’round again
Hey, I, I been around you long enough to know
If you get it then you got it from somebody,
but you never know!
Who am I?, I’m the one beside you
We’ll survive for another day
Daylight, the only thing that’s gonna hurt you
So right it’s a take
Was strange how it felt & how it ended
No change things will always be this way
Yeah, hey you should know better than to lose control
Cause if you got it then you get it from somebody
But you never know
Who am I?, I’m the one beside you
We’ll survive for another day
Got the vibe, feel the vibe around us
No surprise, that’s the only way
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Why don’t you get your feet up off the ground
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Johnny, I’ll take one cell,we’ll pick up Art Bell,
and take a hike up to Mt. Shasta play Canasta,
we’ll bring the hooka,and Mr. Lucca,
and no he doesn’t live upstairs from you I got a,
a little question, after my session,
I’m gonna take it up with somebody who might know,
avoid the stubbed toe,and if you didn’t know,
i’ts gonna get a little crazy now…..
No sir, we’re not a prophet, but if you scoff it,
you might be looking into everything with one eye,
think about the muff dive, some kind of tough guy,
might come onto your property and beat your ass good,
take all your canned goods, and no that ain’t good,
cause it’s what you really need, don’t call me paranoid,
but when an asteroid, comes in your neighborhood
it’s gonna get a little crazy now……
Are you ready for Bizzare, It’s going down 2000
pack it up & take it to Mars, what’s going down 2000.
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I’ve had some time alone, thinkin’ about the things
so we could dream.
Places to journey to, persons from whom we could learn from.
Stars that cover the sunsets, rain from the valley washing us clean,
nothing can move what we face
I am awake
awake, awake, you know I’m awake
at bay, and yet, you’ll find disarray
I am awake
and if we run will you follow, follow us into this place
you will awaken tomorrow, and recognize your own face
Takin’ the time to see what is real, our thoughts and inspiration
not forgetting to live day to day, appreciating the small things
that will last forever
and if you beg can we borrow, snake of a smile on your face
you will remember tomorrow, something of bitter sweet taste
a child unborn, unscorned, bewildered by the world unknown
wrapped up in philosophies, religion, millenium
which way to follow
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You’ve got to take your time. Even if it means you’re gonna be sittin’
in the sunshine with a lime, and a Corona bottle layin’ in the sun you’re feelin’ fine.
A recipe so kind. That’ll get you back up mentally don’t thank me take a ride,
with me & be free it’s another way to shine.
Can you please talk to me. Feelin’ kinda low when I get to thinkin’ ’bout it kinda gets to me.
It’s in the recipe. Take a little bit of me gotta get on to the next thing, take your body with
your head in it loosely.
I know you don’t really want to be uptight, you come with me &
we’ll be feelin’ fine, I see us caught up, losin our mind, you come with me and we’ll be
feelin’ fine.
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Words & music Copyright © 1999 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
well my kick is low and my head is high, I’m a push my
head up to the sky your candy clouds blueberry snowcone
eyes don’t disguise when my scent is risin’, I reach your
vibration on my radio station, I’ve got to handle this
complex equation, AM solid state static wave,
won’t you walk my way
my ride is gone but the beat gets me by, my ear’s are wet
but my feet are dry, put me up on your shelf, what you got
to say for yourself, you don’t want to stay away from it
too long you and me baby, let’s come clean with the new
connection just move that doochie in my direction
say you didn’t have to hit it
but you did, and you did, yeah ya do again
and I thank you
I tried for all of eternity, one way or another eradically
I swing it low but my aim is high I’ve got to know all the reasons
why you’re tough like a brick, tough like a brick house, but you
welcome my burning meltdown, here’s a notion put my dilly in motion
so so silly when my chilis are smokin just happy to be like a
honey bee, swingin my stinger like a buzzin’ green
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I think I’m goin’ down, I wanna tell ya cuz
I got my ass bit by a poisonous animal.
You little fuck you didn’t tell me what the facts is
I’d beat your ass if you weren’t wearing glasses
Infested with a plethera of arachnids,
I’d beat your ass if you weren’t wearing glasses
I think I’m goin’ down, inflicted with constriction the
venom’s kickin’ got me twitchin’ & spittin’ another victim,
in a minute I’m a hit it and shit, ain’t this a bitch I’m feelin’
sick & on a trip my grip is slippin’ quick! Crash, flash,
I see my past my baby’s naked ass, smokin’ hash & countin’
cash I feel another blast, slash, I’m back at the attack I step
down on a crack, I’m hit & bit & fadin’ fast from the fatal attack…
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Words & music Copyright © 1999 Dillywagon publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
I’m talkin to Bob, about all the things you do as a Bob
he’s still Bob
what’d you say Bob?
well hey Bob, what are you thinkin of doing today?
what do you say?
hey Bob, get on off my truck seat
Bob you stinky son of a bitch!
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
I’m so addicted to you
I know you see it too
this time I won’t let you slip right through
time’s never been on my side
you take my mind for a ride
I’m gonna pack up my shoe’s and fly
I do what I can
we work for the man
for you I’d go swimming to Japan
and maybe I’ll drown
but when I go down
I’ll still be around
I’m so addicted to you
I know you see it too
I’ve got a habit and it’s called you
forfeit the past and decide
realize you’re messing with pride
I gotta know if you want my time
I do what I can
we work for the man
for you I’d go swimming to Japan
and maybe I’ll drown
but when I go down
I’ll still be around
you know I’ll find a way to
seem afraid to be around you now
I’ve got a brand new shoe
I know you see it too
I’ll bet you need a new pair too
I’m still around
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
everyday I read the headlines
don’t know why I waste my time
I’m not lookin for salvation
not searchin for a sign
maybe I could just take over
give it everything I’ve got
once it registers inside
I know you’d rather not
leave today
I know you’d rather not
so please stay
and say you’re mine
every little thing about you
so, so fine
feel I’m lost without you
tell me where do I sign
Oh you know I love your body
a little bit of sunshine
every single thing about you
is so, so fine
maybe once when I was younger
when I really didn’t care
just to ease it off your mind
like floating through the air
when you’re here it makes it easy
to get me through the night
so our enemy is time.
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
find myself wondering what I’m doing
wasting all the day away
never really worried ’bout the workin’
deals they seem to come my way
you could find yourself bein lazy
hangin with me all the day
grab yourself a beverage from the cooler
listen to the words I say
what’s that institution
it’s all an illusion
one big resolution
got me for intrusion
forgot what the hell I was doin
guess I spaced the time again
you could find yourself burning candles
I’d be at both ends
I can still hear the words you’re sayin
what have you done to me now
lost my job again bein lazy
find another deal somehow
what’s that institution
it’s all an illusion
one big resolution
got me for intrusion
habits got a life of its own
find a freeway out of the zone
step into the mind of the clone
habits got a life of its own
now you can see my dilemma
I don’t know the time of day
once again a fairytale is over
guess I missed the bus again
This tune features Tim Alexander from “Primus” on the drumkit.
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
I get up I get down I get in I get out
I turn around & then I know what its all about
I wake up I bake up I drink up I smoke up
I turn around & then I know what its all about
so you’re rollin a bone
gettin ready to stone
and you’re diggin the clones
you’re not alone
I tack up I rack up I pack up I fuck up
I turn around & then I know what its all about
I freak out I peak out I sneak out I freakin shout
I turn around & then I know what its all about
so you’re rollin a bone
gettin ready to stone
and you’re diggin the clones
you’re not alone
In A Minute
you know I’ll be there in another minute
you never never wait so good
I say I’ll get to it when I get to it
you never never wait so good now
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hey, do i sense a little attitude
I’m not tryin to say you’re rude
but you could lose the attitude
hey, why’s it gotta be that way
if you’d like to see another day
you could be on your way
it’s highly insurmountable that you’d be held accountable
for the stupid things you do
but when you’re under weather & you’re keepin it together
it’s a matter of who came through
the war i wage upon myself
is so mechanical
there’s one thing i gotta do
wage this war back on you
I, I don’t like to fly off the hook
but when it happens you could read the book
and tell me how long it took
hey. I didn’t want to fight today
the battle of me, myself & me
is never what I like to see
it’s highly insurmountable that you’d be held accountable
for the stupid things you do
but when you’re under weather & you’re keepin it together
it’s a matter of who came through
the war i wage upon myself
is so mechanical
there’s one thing i gotta do
wage this war back on you
maybe it’s all that i got
in all this, it’s you
something I know that you’re not
it’s true
it’s highly insurmountable that you’d be held accountable
for the stupid things you do
but when you’re under weather & you’re keepin it together
it’s a matter of who came through
the war i wage upon myself
is so mechanical
there’s one thing i gotta do
wage this war back on you
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
lately, I like to order in
someday, we’ll be alright my friend
but do you know my name, the same as
one thing that I can’t take
overload
looking over the edge it’s true
one thing I never meant to do
but you don’t know my name, the same as
one thing that I can’t take
overload
This tune features Tim Alexander from “Primus” on the drumkit.
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instrumental
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
take it slowman, take it slowman, take it slowman
easy as you go man
it’s so kind of you to say
that it’s looking very green in the neighborhood today say
but if the light is turning red
if ya wouldn’t mind pass the light & spread the fred say
take it slowman, take it slowman, take it slowman
easy as you go man
I get the feelin every time you call my name
in a seperate shade of light it’s a fact that the rush is all the same say
unless you’re dealing with an entirely different fred
this is why I sing about some other incident per se say
one thing I really got to say
it makes no difference after your life is took away say
I know, we only get one time
and after that your guess as good as mine
take it slowman, take it slowman, take it slowman
easy as you go man
it’s so kind of you to say
that it’s looking very green in the neighborhood today say
but if the light is turning red
if ya wouldn’t mind pass the light & spread the fred say
take it slowman, take it slowman, take it slowman
easy as you go man
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
I thought I heard you on the radio
and it was just the other day
two minutes in and I was miserable
I swear it all just sounds the same
ooh if I sound a little critical
and if I sound a little high
I wanna feel it make it musical
for that we’re always gonna try
all we need is a miracle
you know I’m right
all it takes is one to go
so help me
today
what you want when you get into
today
today’s gonna go our way
if you can do it without the grumblin
and you can live without a fight
maybe then it would be wonderful
communication get it right
all we need is a miracle
you know I’m right
all it takes is one to go
so help me
today
what you want when you get into
today
today’s gonna go our way
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
whatever you decide it’s time to leave and take a ride
into the dryland
when there’s too much to shoot and do it’s like your mind is not alone
you know you’re flyin
to decide you’re out of line
a step towards feelin fine
surround yourself with energy & find a way to slow down inside
smoke a funny cigarette the speed is never where it’s at confide
to decide you’re out of line
a step towards feelin fine
turn it around and make it alright
it’s all because of you
turn it around and take it light
I’m a stranger too
turn it around the future’s bright
out of the face that you’ve designed
an image inside a damaged mind is fine
whenever you’re in need of love
and weed indeed is all the love you need
to decide you’re out of line
a step towards feelin fine
turn it around and make it alright
it’s all because of you
turn it around and take it light
I’m a stranger too
turn it around the future’s bright
to decide you’re out of line
a step towards feelin fine
turn it around and make it alright
it’s all because of you
turn it around and take it light
I’m a stoner too
turn it around the future’s bright
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Words & music Copyright © 2007 overload publishing (BMI) All Rights Reserved.
he’s got a long time to wait
for his life to be straight
just a stone throw away from today
sell your soul for a dime
or an old fashioned rhyme
just a stone throw away from today
no words survival
no life exchanged
in a large candy box lies a random facade
just a stone throw away from today
world has spun from the light
in the absence of spite
stand alone in the dark for a day
no words survival
no life exchanged
when pain’s your rival
you can’t complain
words go through you and I
in the blink of an eye
stand alone in the dark for a day
no words survival
no life exchanged
when pain’s your rival
you can’t complain
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