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oh christ you shoulda seen us
in the eighties, it was bad
as we still try make believing
it was the best time that we had
fucking in the grossest places
fighting when we had no chance
called that racket we made, music
and the violence we did, dance
(chorus)
you and me
we were just young, dumb targets
and free like all zoo animals are free
then bought and sold
out in an open market
our rebellion had a price tag on the sleeve
oh man, do you remember
driving all night to L.A.
3rd band on a bill of 7
we were stoked to get to play
opening for Wasted Youth
and just before the Youth Brigade
i know that someone bought us dinner
and i think we mighta gotten paid
(chorus)
i fell in love a hundred times
before the age of 25
wrote a hundred songs about the man
got 12 of them to rhyme
lived in vans and girlfriend’s basements
and just tried to stay alive
all while staying out of jail
and still kissing my Mom goodbye
(chorus)
before we became spouses
we crashed Dag and Dischord houses
Oki Dogs with cats and mouses
talked all night at Martin Sprouse’s
to the soundtrack of our lives
ah-men
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Recommit (2016)
01:54
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it begs the question
“what’s the joke?”
unworthy mention
go for broke
in tune with half wits
primed for war
one foot already
out the door
(chorus)
i told my friends that i would stick with it
not give up at the slightest sign of shit
and be a better man because of it
and when it’s done i vow to recommit
we’ll never get a
second chance
let’s get involved and
take a stance
we need to make things
that will stick
and initiate plans
make ‘em quick
(chorus)
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i’d been driving for 3 hundred miles or more
this time i only stopped at places where i knew someone
i felt the weight of my depression hit the floor
felt it smash away the hopefulness that i once felt before
(chorus)
call it courage or call it luck
but i could barely, give a fuck
lion, kitty, eagle, duck
this time of year it always does me in
once a gentle man who gave advice to me
took me aside and told me stories, i could barely listen
but he talked about the damage openly
i guess i did a little better
i ain’t awkward, socially
(chorus)
(break)
(chorus twice)
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Walks The Line (2018)
01:09
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there’s something brewing in the basement
some crazy man and his stupidity
he’s making ballads with his broken heart
he only wants some satisfaction
he tells himself it’s what his mission is
he’s working while the world is sleeping
nobody thinks about him anymore
nobody asks for his reaction
(chorus)
bless his heart, he always walks the line
you best believe, he always walks the line
he’s always looking at the greater good
and prides himself on his integrity
and no one ever wants to contradict
the silly flaws in all his plans
as he gets older, he keeps losing friends
he hates depending on a single one
he says it’s easy having less of them
he’d rather go at it alone
(chorus)
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stay and help destroy, the latest thing you love
and brag to those you know, what you’ve been dreaming of
i can’t believe you would, go out without a fight
you boast about how good, you’re being every night
(chorus)
yeah i know it sure beats groveling for ways to pay our rent
but i know that we’re still reeling over who’s the President
who’s the President
?
who’s the President?
laugh, it’s funny now, back then it made us sick
to picture where we live, dictated by a dick
we know it won’t pan out, and things will seem less bad
the sun will shine again, the world will feel less sad
(chorus x2)
(lead guitar)
(chorus x2)
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Kevin Seconds Sacramento
Called 'a pop troubadour w/ a protest singer's heart', Kevin is a dedicated, prolific folk/punk music singer-songwriter known to write 10 songs in a week.
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