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Brand New Nintendo
02:35
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We went up to the mall, you bought me a brand new Nintendo
I carried it out to the car, we drove away in a Volvo
I went to mowing the lawn, 'cause I was earning my keep
And that's about when it all sputtered out.
It got cold, damp, dark, and drunk, and ridiculous
I'd like to give you a call
I've got this pain in my side.
Maybe I'll see you around.
I'd like to do this again.
I wanna write down every thought I've ever had
There's only four or five
I'll pick you up, we'll go around and do some stuff.
And I'll make you smile.
I went up to the bar to tell you
I'm cashing in my chips
You said,
"So much for 'how's it going', why are you always such a dick?
I went to write down every thought I've ever had
I couldn't find a pen.
I'll pick you up, we'll go around and do some stuff.
And I'll make you smile.
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I'm not sleeping or dreaming,
I've got this real life nightmare to live.
You got me good. What a disaster.
Now it's time to dig
And reinforce the barricades
People are more vicious than they seem
Create some distance and space to breath
What was I supposed to do?
Once you crashed through the wall
And knocked everything loose?
That's not all you broke, though
All that for what?
Those were real tears in my eyes.
Did you do it on purpose?
Are you a real person?
This just might take some time.
It all happened at once
Boom, blast, whiplash
Going from this to that
You pulled a dead rabbit out of your hat
There wasn't any other way to go
With that full moon coming in.
What was I supposed to do?
Once you crashed through the wall
And knocked everything loose?
That's not all you broke, though
All that for what?
Those were real tears in my eyes.
Did you do it on purpose?
Are you a real person?
This just might take some time.
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Trauma Queen
02:13
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Cash in that trauma, baby, tell your tales
Get your picture in the magazines.
You can be anything that you want to, sugar
From the back of your limousine
I'll waive from the streets when you're passing through town
You can glance out your window and see my face in the crowd, yo
I read somewhere you changed your name
And now you're on the TV
Telegraph your devotion to the circular virtues of the circus
They're always looking for another clown
You can get anywhere that you want to, little darlin'
On the coattails of somebody else
Still I'll waive from the streets when you're flying over town
You can glance out your window and see my face from the clouds, yo
I read somewhere you changed your name
And now you're on the TV
Let's be real, get down to business,
someone's gonna have to die
We've both been around long enough to know,
That a tiger can't change her stripes
Still I'll waive from the streets when you're passing through town
You can glance out your window and see my face in the ground, yo
I read somewhere you changed your name
And now you're on the TV
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Fifty Straight Nights
04:38
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Fifty straight nights of one thing is a lot.
I hope that you'll forgive me, because I completely forgot
Most everything about you, I don't even know who you are
So I took a shot at redemption and repented my sins
I pretend I had died, and woke back up again
Now I got this funny little secret about my time out in the world,
But if I told y'all all about it, it wouldn't be a secret anymore
Ah, can you hear me? Oh darling? Yeah nudge me when it's over
I can't stand the blinking lights, and all the commotion
It's been fifty straight nights of one thing, it's a lot
Oh can you hear me? Oh darling? Yeah nudge me when it's over,
When it's over
Fifty straight nights of one thing sure is not
The kind of thing you do, then just decide to stop
You really need all the bells and whistles to keep your head in the game
The whole world's moving on, but I just stay the same.
So I took another shot at redemption and repented my flaws
I pretend I had died, so I quit my job
Now I got this funny little sweater I like to wear to the mall
When people see me in it, they stop in their tracks to applaud
Ah, can you hear me? Oh darling? Yeah nudge me when it's over
I can't stand the blinking lights, and all the commotion
It's been fifty straight nights of one thing, it's a lot
Oh can you hear me? Oh darling? Yeah nudge me when it's over,
When it's over
That kid really knows how to throw a punch
I forget, did you guys come here or did I show up?
Can you tell me why I'm walking around with you?
Well I should get home while there's still some light in the day
Thanks for asking, but I need to get on my way
I guess it feels pretty good to be part of a group
Ah, can you hear me? Oh darling? Yeah nudge me when it's over
I can't stand the blinking lights, and all the commotion
It's been fifty straight nights of one thing, it's a lot
Oh can you hear me? Oh darling? Yeah nudge me when it's over,
When it's over
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Are You Still There?
03:56
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So we sat through the thunder and the rain.
Yeah, we waited, but you never came.
And I need you more than I ever did in the past.
So we're even now I guess.
And I'm ready for whatever comes next.
And we're leaving all this behind, are you still there?
Turn on the lights, let's bang heads.
You show me the ropes, I'll show you what gives.
Put in some time with this old kid.
So we passed through the doorway out into the terrain.
Yeah we searched but it just all looked the same.
So today I'm heading home, are you still there?
I'm real eager to sit down and watch...
...the sequel and whoever it stars
I've been waiting all of my life, are you still there?
Turn on the lights, let's bang heads.
You show me the ropes, I'll show you what gives.
Put in some time with this old kid.
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Wilson Getchell
Wilson Getchell is a singer-songwriter currently based in Raleigh, NC. He's fronted numerous bands over the years, most notable Thirsty Curses and The Whiskey Decision.
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