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Instrumental
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Bad Samaritan
02:22
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I’m a Bad Samaritan yeah I’ll kick you in your face.
Now you can’t say nothin’ you be spitting out your teeth.
Steal twenty bucks from Grandma’s purse.
Bake you a pie that’s filled with dirt, Ah ha.
Piss on your leg and tell you it’s raining.
Watch you destroy all your love in vain., Ah ha. Ah ha.
I’m a Bad Samaritan, I haven’t any grace.
I burp at the table yeah I’m always out of place.
Light a firecracker and ring your bell.
Hide in the bushes and laugh like hell, Ah ha.
Cut your brake lines and super glue your hands to the wheel and watch you roll on by. Bye, Bye, Bye.
If you have a change of heart and can play the part we’d still love to have you. Become a Bad Samaritan just like me. Just like me. It’s just a song don’t take it so seriously, we’d still love to have you. Become a Bad Samaritan just like me. Just like me, become a Bad Samaritan just like me.
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The Joy Of Murder
04:35
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Blinded by lies, you wash the blood from your hands but their stained.
Nothing wants to die, nothing wants the pain and fear that you project.
With calculated precision and sharpened teeth.
Murder she cried, to the memory of you.
Erase the man, erase the lies, replace with the truth.
Or a version of it written for fools.
Stumbling through the dark, falling out of control.
Without a light, without a hope to hold that help is on its way.
Forever lost and forgotten the heart grows colder everyday.
We mustn’t be the only ones.
Why can’t you see the harm you’ve done?
Be the voice for the voiceless ones.
The sun will set when the killing’s done.
How can you find joy in murder?
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Never gonna stop until I get it.
Never gonna stop until I try.
Trying is just a little bit better.
Better get trying while there’s time.
Don’t you ever wonder why?
The only limit is the sky.
Fire in the belly burning in the heart we’re in our prime.
Ooo, Never gonna stop.
Never gonna stop until I get it.
Never gonna stop until the top.
Trying is just a little bit better.
Better get climbing to the top.
Don’t you ever question lies?
The only limit is the your mind.
Fire in the belly burning in the heart we’re in our prime.
Never gonna stop until I get it, we’re gonna shine.
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By the light in your eyes and the warmth of your heart.
Time doesn’t last but it sets you apart.
When the light goes out and all is broken.
You’ve helped me through my fears.
Press on through the tears.
By the tone of your voice and your words in my ear.
Your memory lives on I can see it so clear.
When the light goes out and all is broken.
You’ve helped me through my years.
Press on through the tears.
Press on through the tears.
Press on through the tears.
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Full Moon Blue
04:01
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In the forest alive but beaten down. Werewolf cries alone without a sound. He watches from the shadows with a sorrowful vow,
Remembering his love. To one day hold her without any fear whisper longing words.
God damn you for thinking bad of me.
If we were lost we couldn’t find it.
If we were blind I wouldn’t mind it. Now the wind seldom blows.
If we were right we couldn’t wrong. Kill the weak live the strong.
Turn friends into foes. Werewolf cries alone without a sound.
Dance for me my love. Full moon blue shining down on you.
Werewolf cries to his love but she no longer hears. She burns a candle in the window each night waiting for his return. Longing for a kiss from his who’s sure to slip some night into a fiery dream. Werewolf cries alone without a sound.
Dance for me my love. Full moon blue shining down on you.
Werewolf cries alone without a sound.
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Garage Sound
03:18
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Work another cold night. Hearts will sing, songs to write.
Gather around the heater, light another candle would ya, hey.
One more night to get things right. One more night in the garage.
Practice Thursday nights, trying to make the rust shine like light.
Far away dreaming, Farewell world tour and a shelf of awards.
The greatest music will never be found for its garage sound.
Cannot miss our moment. We’re out of control and live for the show.
Never known such a weight.
Frozen in time with the brothers we’ve made.
One more night to get things right. One more night in the garage.
We’re birthing dreams on the local scene call the police on the noise.
The greatest music will never be found for its garage sound.
For its garage sound.
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Behind The Ghost
04:51
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Home is just a state of mind when you belong nowhere.
Cover up your tracks, keep your eyes open wide and burn your bridges down. Cut off all communication we’re past what words can relay.
I am not of your world.
And I am not of your time.
I come bearing secrets.
Hidden in plain sight amongst your kind.
A man with no name has a past to hide.
A man with no name has a past of lies.
Behind the ghost death may hide.
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Keeping It In The Dark
01:25
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Bad decision made today. Bad decision made today.
Don’t think things are going to go my way.
And I don’t know what to say.
Ooh, in the dark.
Goodbye to all my friends. Goodbye to all my friends.
Don’t think you’ll ever see me again.
I think we’ve reached the end.
Good verses bad, keeping it in the dark.
Hidden in the shadows, keeping it in the dark.
Keeping it in the dark.
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Just A Memory
02:44
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Dirty dive bars and reaching for the stars you’re just a memory.
A pair of angel wings an audience who sings you’re just a memory.
Good times with friends and nights that never end you’re just a memory.
You’re just a memory from my past, a ghost who I let back in.
You’re not really there but I’ll answer when you call you’re just a memory.
Won’t let me sleep thoughts begin to creep you’re just a memory.
Ramblin’ through the night chasing down moonlight you’re just a memory. Fill my heart with stars to cover up the scars you’re just a memory.
You’re just a memory from my past, a ghost who I let back in.
You’re not really there but I’ll answer when you call you’re just a memory.
You’re just a memory from my past, a ghost who I let back in.
You’re not really there but I’ll answer when you call you’re just a memory. Just a memory. You’re not really there but I’ll answer when you call you’re just a memory. Just a memory. You’re not really there but I’ll answer when you call you’re just a memory.
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Dan Gober Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
From his early rock roots to spacey delayed guitars to percussion work using metal pipes and hammers. Dan Gober has never sat still, his music has evolved throughout his career. Never settling on one genre of music, set of instruments or voice used to carry his message. ... more
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