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Going where the wind blows, dont know what im looking for
just treking on, going day by day
live the life of a ramblin man, getting out of dodge when it hits the fan
lord oh lord what can i say
i just go where the winds a blowin
and i dont know where ill wake up in the morning
doing the best that i can
what one man can with his two hands
whiskey is a friend of mine
so is beer, so is wine
lord we had our share of fun
well i try to love a saint and it just dont work
so now i love and leave so no one gets hurt
get my loving on the run
i just go where the winds a blowin
and i dont know where ill wake up in the morning
doing the best that i can
living that life just like that ramblin man
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Anti-Me
01:43
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the rich ass politician is looking down upon me
just another dirtbag in society
corrupting your minors in the public schools
you coattail riding bunch of fucking fool
power to the dollar is not the way to be
tear it up cause its antime
the rich ass high class members of economy
paying all those taxes to give cheques to me
you conservative, dumbshit clan
reps for power, reps for the man
power to the dollar is not the way to be
tear it up cause its antime
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Any Other Way
01:09
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im on the run from myself and i just dont know from who else
i just cant find me any other way
just keep a rolling and a smoking and a joking and a toking
and a drinking and a doing a whole lack a lotta thinking
and i just carry on for another day
well my soul has been sold, my grave lord oh it has been dug
my morals are all shattered, doomed to living life on the run
ive rolled up all the smoke butts and ive mixed me every bottle there is
and ill wipe my bloody face, gotta look like Bambino aint bad taste
im on the run from myself and i just dont know from who else
i just cant find me any other way
just keep a rolling and a smoking and a joking and a toking
and a drinking and a doing a whole lack a lotta thinking
and i just carry on for another day
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Spent
03:17
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Spent most of my youth on a westbound train
trying to get out of the wind and the rain
in this concrete jungle where no one survives
i aint telling you the truth, im feeding you some lies
most songs begin with an empty bottle and im only a quarter through
the only thought that can ease my troubled mind
is coming home, coming on home to you
im coming home
comming on home to you
Spent many long nights on a country road
bitter from self destruction yeah shivers from the cold
gotta get a ride gotta make my way
sleeping in a puddle of sweat and Tanquray
people dont tend to spot for me and the feelings sinking through
the only thought that can ease my troubled mind
is coming home, coming on home to you
im coming home
comming on home to you
Spent the rest of my days count the time and i feel like such a fool
the only time it will be alright is when im coming home, coming on home to you
im coming home
comming on home to you
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Baby Got Back
02:14
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ABLE DANGER Toronto, Ontario
Mark Kram - Guitar, Vocals
Izzy Dimes - Guitar, Vocals
Caela Butt - Banjo, Vocals, Kazoo
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