1. |
When I Turn 50
03:17
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I'm gonna hedge my bets
Or I'm gonna lose my head
When I turn 50
I'm gonna learn to relax
Or drink myself to death
When I turn 50
I'm gonna blister and peel
While I burn in the eye of my sun
When I turn 50
I'm gonna take a deep breath
Quit playing on the run
When I turn 50
I've got a plot of land picked out
By the ocean lies and old pink house
The shutters butterfly in the breeze
The water glimmers through the trees
and I don't dream of days gone past
'cause now I'm finally laid to rest
Finally laid to rest
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2. |
Such a Paradise
01:55
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Back to the beach
You know that I know
No such thing as
Such a paradise
On our hands and knees
Hands and knees
I know that you know
No such thing as
Such a paradise
You know that I know
I know that you know
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3. |
'lil Bombi
01:37
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You've got
Invisalign on your teeth
You likely gave me covid-19
I see you twice a week
and it's not nearly enough
but when I see you again
Life's not so rough
'lil Bombi
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4. |
Cease to Exist
02:10
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Sometimes I think what I don't know would make my head spin
Down a gin & tonic, chase it with some aspirin
Sick of fighting all my demons like the exorcist
Perfectionism is a cop out per my therapist
I begged the sun not to come out
I cursed the sky to stay away
I dreamt of never waking up
To spite my own worst enemy
Sometimes people tell me life is like a roller coaster
They make me want to jump into a bathtub with a toaster
Sometimes the things I see and her would make a snake hiss
I got a belt at home, swing my legs, cease to exist
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5. |
Getaway Drivers
02:54
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Lavender clothesline, scotch & lime
Sun shimmers on your shoulders and mine
You got a smile, effortless, sublime
Getaway drivers seeking the perfect crime
Don't leave, I know it's easy
Don't go, if you really need me
Cellophane goldrush, dreamin' up plastic lies
Rain-drenched kiss tells the truth tonight
Stay safe, you got a long ride
Black motorcycle disappears into the night
Don't leave, I know it's easy
Don't go, if you really need me
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