1. |
The Generation
03:33
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Don't care about your mom and dad,
Don't care if you think Nirvana is rad,
Don't care, 'cause it's all up to me,
Not caring is the way to be free.
Fuck the generation, fuck the generation, fuck the generation, we're nothing but a worthless meme.
Don't care about the stars at night
Don't care about being big and bright
Don't care, I only care about me
Not caring is the way to be free.
I'm so the generation, I'm so the generation, I'm so the generation, but nothing is the way it seems.
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2. |
Frogs Legs
01:59
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Devil's gonna get me,
Devil's gonna bring me down
Devil of the Deep South
Can't escape that awful sound.
Devil's gonna get me,
Devil's gonna hunt me down
Hangin' up the frogs legs
Ain't no voodoo gonna come 'round here.
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3. |
Bedford Avenue
03:03
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On Bedford Avenue I'm gonna get a clue
To what's come over you, to what's come over you
On Bedford Avenue we only party on roofs
Hey look I'm over you, hey look I'm over you
I got my gold star, PBR, sexy lady friend at the bar
Girl, this is Brooklyn, the meanest streets that there are
On Bedford Avenue nobody's got a clue
To what's come over you, Brooklyn I'm over you
Brooklyn I'm over you, Brooklyn I'm over you
Brooklyn I'm over you, Brooklyn I'm over you.
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4. |
Gettin' Sweaty
02:44
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Gettin' sweaty, Gettin' sweaty, yeah.
Gettin' sweaty, Gettin' sweaty, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Oooooooooh YEAH!
Gettin' shitty, Gettin' shitty, yeah.
Gettin' shitty, Gettin' shitty, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Oooooooooh YEAH!
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5. |
Detroit Cowboy
06:14
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On a long, lonesome road
Rode a Detroit cowboy
On a long, lonesome road there stood a man
Well the buzzards had a plan
They're gonna eat themselves a man
Oh the river of Blood River Valley ran.
Oh my soul Blood River ran
Oh my soul Blood River ran
On the prairie there stood a house
A little house
Where the cowboy sought a lover's bed
Well she polished up his boots
Though she knew he'd never set down roots
On the prairie where she'd grow old
Oh my soul she'd grow old
Oh my soul she'd grow old
Well the desert it was hot
But the cowboy, he was not
For the Detroit winter flowed all through his veins
Well he rode all through the night
Not another soul in sight
For a cowboy rides alone
Oh my soul he rides alone
Oh my soul he rides alone
With a target on his mind
He left all else behind
Knowing in his heart this was the end
Once a mountain got in his way
But a cowboy never sways
He flashed a stare, and boy that mountain ran
Oh my soul that mountain ran
Oh my soul that mountain ran
At last he came upon that road
That long and dusty road
Where his foe, he stood, and showed no signs of fear
For that man he was the best
He was a Texan, no less
And he shot that Detroit cowboy in his chest
Oh my soul he shot him in his chest
Oh my soul he shot him in his chest
On a long and dusty road
Lie a Detroit cowboy
Slewn at the hands of a Texas man
Well the buzzards got their meal
It was all part of the deal
Oh the river of Blood River Valley ran
Oh my soul Blood River ran
Oh my soul Blood River ran
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