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Sharpen Your Knives

Listen Here: https://open.spotify.com/track/2qbxAPj537SmXTSCWPgZYq?si=1a82ce111fde44c7


Haw Haw  


Hey Great Chief

Where have your people gone

Why can't we hear those ceremony songs

Why are your fields empty of life

Take back what's yours sharpen your knives


Sharpen Your Knives Yeah

Sharpen Your Knives 

Sharpen Your Knives Yeah

Sharpen your Knives

Sharpen Your Knives Yeah

Sharpen Your Knives

Sharpen Your Knives Yeah

Sharpen Your Knives     (scream)


haw haw


Hey Great Braves 

Where has your honor gone

Why can't we hear that dying glory song

You've waited long you're one of us  (Your one of us) background

Take back what's yours sharpen your knives

Sharpen Your Knives yeah


Sharpen Your Knives Knives, knives, Oh

Sharpen Your Knives, yeah 

Sharpen Your Knives, knives, knives, knives

Sharpen Your Knives yeah

Sharpen Your Knives 

Sharpen Your Knives Yeah

Sharpen Your Knives     (scream)


Haw Haw


Hey Great People

Where has your pride gone

Why can't we hear  (why can't we hear) your father's song

Where is tradition your way of life 

Take back what's yours sharpen your knives

Sharpen Your Knives Yeah


Sharpen your knives, knives, knives, oh

Sharpen Your Knives yeah

Sharpen your knives, knives, knives, knives

Sharpen your Knives yeah

Sharpen Your Knives

Sharpen Your Knives yeah

Sharpen Your Knives, knives, knives, knives, knives, knives, knives, knives, knives

Housse of the Rising Sun

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There is a house in New Orleans,

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God, I know, I'm one


My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father was a gambling man

Down in New Orleans


And the only things a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a truck

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's all a-drunk


So mothers, tell your children

Not to do what I have done

Spend your life in sin and misery

In the house of the Rising Sun


I've got one foot on the platform

The other foot on the train

I'm going back to New Orleans

To wear the ball and chain


There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God, I know, I'm one

Every Time I Think Of You

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Don't say goodbye till tomorrow comes. 

I wanna spend another night with you

Don't say goodbye till tomorrow comes 

Cause when it comes, I know we're through

But I still love you


And as the door closes behind me 

And the lights begin to fade

I lay my head on my pillow, 

And dream of Yesterday hay hay

Every time I think of you,

Every time I sigh

Every time I picture you, 

Every time I picture you

I cry I cry, I cry, oooh I cry, I cry, oh I cry, I cry


I laid my head on my pillow 

And cried myself to sleep

The morning sun hit my eyelids

And woke me from my sleep

And I still love you, 

I love you,

You


With a new day rising 

thoughts of you will come

I look for any distraction 

And I realize there will be none 


Every time I think of you,

Every time I sigh

Every time I picture you,

Every time I picture you, I cry, I cry, I cry, oooh I cry, I cry, oh I cry, I cry 


Every time I picture you, 

Every time I picture you 

Every time I picture you 

I Cry

The Outsider (2023)
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You might think the Outsider's bound to lose,

And you might think that he thinks HE'S the chosen few

You don't know where he's going 

BUT YOU seen where he's been

ooooh you only know, yes, you know, you don't, want

him to WIN


The Outsider, The Outsider's looking in

He's not tired No No

He's not tired of looking in


Born to exist in a world full of sin

There is a beginning BUT there will be no end

A Constant repetition of ordinary men 

Prizes aren't prevalent, real or pretend 


The Outsider, The Outsider's looking in

He's not tired No No

He's not tired of looking in to WIN


People are resilient win draw or lose

the places are decided BY who is who is who oooooh

There really is no telling WHAT YOUR opponent may do

You been dealt the hand now you must see it through


The Outsider, The Outsider is looking in

He's not tired No No

He's not tired of looking in to WIN


He's looking in to win He'll WIN 

Oh No, Oh No Oh No

Oh No, Oh No Oh No


The Outsider Outsider Outsider (2x)

Is looking in to WIN


He's looking in to win, He'll WIN

Oh No Oh No Oh No

Oh No Oh No Oh No


He'll WIN!

Picture Perfect (live)

Listen Here: https://open.spotify.com/track/1Ir2KzrN34cj7PNmHmFm0a?si=f8e7542e0b9a45ae


Life is a picture, a perfect still frame

You’re holding, the album, marked by the days


Time will stand still (x3)

While we’re making love, ohhh hooo

Yeah, making love, ohhh hooo

Let’s make some love


I wanna feel you close, I want you by my side

I wanna feel your lips, yeah caressing mine

I wanna feel you deep, way deep inside

I wanna make love always

And all the time, time, time, time, time


Time will stand still (x3)

While we’re making love, ohhh hooo

Yeah, making love, ohhh hooo

Come on let’s make some love


I wanna feel you close, I want you by my side

I wanna feel your lips, yeah caressing mine

I wanna to feel you deep, way deep inside

I wanna make love always

And all the time, time, time, time, time


Time will stand still (x3)

While we’re making love, ohhh hooo

Yeah, making love, ohhh hooo

Come on let’s make some love


Life is a picture, a perfect still frame

You’re holding, the album, marked by the days


Life is a picture, a perfect still frame

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