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South on the 5
04:45
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I love speed and I love music,
If I live it or if I use it,
If I didn't have my car man I would lose it.
I can't drive without these visions,
One CD and I demand to listen;
Music was a homeless bastard
Til it found a car to live in,
Cousin to drug abuse, brother to vandalism.
God bless Steely Dan,
Their music makes me cry
When I'm driving in my car, south on the 5.
There's some songs designed to hurt them,
and you put them on when you want the world to end,
when you're cruising with your mom and your exgirlfriend.
If you're a lok, if you deliver mail,
If you sell coke, if you paint peoples nails,
if you were walking home too late
They pulled a gun and took your shoes;
They've got a name for the winners in the world
And you want a name when you lose!
God bless Steely Dan,
Their music makes me cry
When I'm driving in my car, south on the 5.
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Samurai
02:58
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Between days of love
She puts on her helmet and her gloves,
puts on her gloves and helmet,
Samurai.
Born in Lincoln Heights
Now she's living in the burbs,
Scraps of an ancient voice in her;
I'm begging her please,
She's getting her backpack and her keys,
she's getting her keys and backpack,
Samurai.
I love her so dearly although
She hates my fear of cops.
This is what she said when I asked her why,
Why don't you stop?
Before they're born,
And before I die,
Once more shall be I
Samurai.
And she never liked to feel
Like she had too much to lose,
from those seven skinny dogs
To the bloodstains on her shoes.
I tell you bout this girl cause she changed my fucking life
It makes me want to cry...
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1000 New Voices
04:23
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I saw you across the street
With your fists full of coins
in the SoCal Heat.
My head was hot
And my knees were weak,
I had no hands to reach out
and no voice to speak.
Ooooh baby,
with you I know we aren't alone in this world
Ooooh baby,
With you I feel
This love is real.
I feel inside:
Soldiers and mothers
Rejoicing, rejoicing
1000 new words and 1000 new voices (X2)
Turn your face to the sun
Take my hand and our hearts can be one.
If you give me a chance
I can be more than the thing that I am.
Turn your face to the sun
Take my hand and our hearts can be one.
If you give me a chance.....
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