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Something From Nothing
02:53
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I believe that better days are coming
I see hope on the horizon
I got a dollar, you got a dollar
Let’s go and have some fun
I got ideas, you got ideas
Something from nothing that’s how it’s done
I can see that you got something
That keeps creative engines running
I got a melody, you got a lyric
Can you hear the guitar strum?
I got ideas, you got ideas
Something from nothing that’s how it’s done
I’m leaving the on deck circle
I’m stepping up to the plate
I’m in the game until I’m at the pearly gate
Welcome to this new adventure
We are writing our own future
I got a title, you got a story
Let’s tell it to someone
I got ideas, you got ideas
Something from nothing that’s how it’s done
Something from nothing that’s how it’s done
Something from nothing that’s how it’s done
Something from nothing that’s how it’s done
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Rain
02:24
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Rain, oh rain, go away
Come again some other day
Little children want to play
Rain, oh rain, go away
Nothing but the wind is free
Life and death will always be
Still we wish on all our stars
Try to be more than we are
Change the things you know you can
Don't fight things you hadn't planned
Life is full of letting go
Take it from me, I'm one who knows
Take it from me, I'm one who knows
Some things change, some never do
Like the way I feel for you
I'll hold your hand now that you're down
Knowing you will come around
Just this day, I'll give to you
Tell you what I'm gonna do
Take away the pain I can
For the rest, I'll take your hand
For the rest, I'll take your hand
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Time flies by but it seems like yesterday
Those rock’n roll memories are just a jam session away
So Eddie get your drum sticks
Get behind your drum kit
Put your foot on the pedal and drive it all back home
Backbeat crackin’ and the bass player layin’ the groove
Put the blues in the rhythm and your hips just gotta move
So Eddie get your drum sticks
Get behind your drum kit
Put your pedal to the kick drum and drive it all back home
The dance floor’s quakin’ and the stage be shakin’ oh yeah
Got the rock’n roll fever and my soul is bakin’ oh yeah
So Eddie get your drum sticks
Get behind your drum kit
Put your foot on the pedal and drive it all back home
Put your pedal to the kick drum and drive it all back home
Put the pedal to the metal and drive it all back home
Eddie let’s rock and roll
Eddie let’s rock and roll
Eddie let’s rock and roll
Eddie let’s rock and roll
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Inside Every Woman
03:26
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She's got a uniform, badge, and a gun
She's not afraid to use it
She's tough as they come
But when her shift is done she slips into a softer world
She curls up on the sofa and lets her hair unfurl
Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Her sister is a dancer
She slither's 'cross the floor
While drunk and drooling faces betray her hopes for more
Because love is so elusive where those blue and red lights swirl
Love is like an oyster grinding sand into a pearl
Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Before she cries herself to sleep at night,
She calls her sister on the phone
'Cause there's comfort talking to someone,
Who knows just what it's like to be alone
And they talk for hours without a a worry in the world
And before they say goodnight,
They say I love you more than anyone in the world
Goodnight sister
Goodnight sister
Sister, goodnight
Inside every woman
Inside every woman
Inside every woman
Take care of every woman,
'Cause Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Take care of every woman
'Cause she's somebody's little girl
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I thought you said you wouldn’t cry over me
I thought you said that you and I were history
Nobody’s gonna dry your tears
Until you come around again
Nobody’s gonna dry your tears
Until you come around again
I heard you singing along with songs that sound so sad
I heard you singing you never thought it could hurt so bad
Nobody’s gonna dry your tears
Until you come around again
Nobody’s gonna dry your tears
Until you come around again
I’m the best one for you; I still believe that’s true
And when your flight is through, you’ll believe it too
When you come down, I’ll be waiting for you
When you come down, Nobody but me will do
Nobody’s gonna dry your tears
Until you come around again
Nobody’s gonna dry your tears
Until you come around again
Nobody’s gonna dry your tears
Until you come around again
Nobody
Nobody
Nobody
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Sweet Lord
02:58
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7. |
Face The Music
02:45
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Lookin' for a job but I can't get one
Tryin' to catch lightnin' in a 3-minute song
And the game is on
The game is on
Face The Music
Let me hear your song
Face The Music
Let me sing along
Face The Music
'Cause the music's smiling back at you
I hear a bridge and a change coming on
I'm just tryin' to make a living at what I love
And the game is on
The game is on
Face The Music
Let me hear your song
Face The Music
Bring it on, bring it on
Face The Music
Rock and roll all night long
Verse chorus, verse chorus
Here's the bridge
Over the rhythm of the river below
Chord change, rearrange, home on the range
I can sing high
And I can sing low
And the game is on
The game is on
Face The Music
Let me hear you smile
Face The Music
Dancing up and down the aisle
Face The Music
Here's the melody
Face The Music
Here's a two-part harmony
Face The Music
I Love Music
Face The Music
I Love Music
Face The Music
And the game is on
The game is on
The game is on
The game is on
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8. |
Bigger Fish To Fry
02:30
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Mama's in the kitchen
Cookin' up some grub
Daddy's in the living room
The kids are in the tub
Think I'll go out drivin'
'Round the corner to the store
Whatever it is I got
You can bet that I want more, more, more
If money were a shooter, I'd drink the shot glass dry
If gasoline were water, I'd jump in and float right by
If the freeway was a six-string, I'd make music 'till I die
Aw, hell, I'm goin' fishin'
I've got Bigger Fish To Fry
The bills they need a'payin'
I need insurance too
Gotta see the doctor
See the dentist too
Alarm goes off at 5 o'clock
I'm on the road by 6
Gotta get the tools out
Gotta find something to fix
Y'all fix this
This is your brain on DEEPFRIEDBUBBLEGUM
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9. |
Whiskey Flats
03:12
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Flat on my back at Whiskey Flats
I'd trade a lot of this for a little of that
Don't need a credit card, don't need a phone, no no
You can tell your mama, you'll never be alone
Diving off the rocks
Skimming stones across the river
Betcha Mark Twain wished that he could live here
It ain't the Mississippi
It ain't got the pollution
You say you got a problem
I've got the solution
Take the Skyway into Paradise
Down a dusty road
Down to Feather River
Take off your clothes and lie flat on your back
At Whiskey Flats
Get a friend or three on a Saturday mornin'
Makes watchin' TV just borin'
Ya might bring a pan for gold but ya won't get rich, no no
Get a bumper sticker says life is rich and then you die
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Small Town
02:57
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Some people grow up and move away
Some people finish high school and stay
In this small town
In this small town for the rest of their lives
Some get jobs and some they don't
Some sit around and drink at home
Some stop by just for a day
Some settle down and they stay
In this small town
In this small town for the rest of their lives
In this small town
In this small town for the rest of their lives
Oh, I wonder what the rest of the world is doing now that I'm away
Maybe I'll turn on the television and find what they have to say
about the world outside
The world outside this cage
There's not much here to do at night except sit and visit friends we like
It's rare that strangers pass on through and we all notice when they do
But lately more are moving in
This town is growing fast as sin
People come from every way
You know they build their homes and they stay
In this small town
In this small town for the rest of their lives
In this small town
In this small town for the rest of their lives
In this small town
In this small town for the rest of their lives
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Shotgun
03:08
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There's a borderline
Don't you cross to the other side
Don't step out over the boundary
That keeps you in your place
Can you hear the mission bells
Well, they're ringing all by themselves
Sounding out the law of the country
That keeps you in your place
Don't you know that you can't run free
With the shackles of the stony hearts of man around you
And I bet they never taught you that in school
That it's easy for a leader with blood on his hands
To get a standing ovation for killing for the land
Bet they never taught you that in school
He who has the shotgun makes the rules
In a dusty land
My lungs are filled with sand
She's standing up ahead
Holding baby Jesus in her arms
Yeah, I thought we'd never meet again
Taken up by atomic hands
Yeah, now I can see her clearly
Holding baby Jesus in her arms
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Pick Me Up
03:46
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Sinking down in the water till it covers my ears
Sinking down deeper till the sky disappears
This doesn't feel like baptism
It feels like I'm gonna drown
Like my shoes are filled with lead and doubt
And I'm going down
I wanna get up, up
Get up
Won't you pick me up?
Mama, look at me I'm a long way from Paradise
You wouldn't believe the things I've seen with my own eyes
So many things I've done, I'd take back if I could
This is my confession
Lord I ain't no good
Hey Mr. Preacher
Connect me to the man
I need to know if there's a place for me to go in the Promised Land
I'm too deep in the debt of sin to afford the admission fee
But I hear that there's a man who already paid the debt for me
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She's got a uniform, badge, and a gun
She's not afraid to use it
She's tough as they come
But when her shift is done she slips into a softer world
She curls up on the sofa and lets her hair unfurl
Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Her sister is a dancer
She slither's 'cross the floor
While drunk and drooling faces betray her hopes for more
Because love is so elusive where those blue and red lights swirl
Love is like an oyster grinding sand into a pearl
Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Before she cries herself to sleep at night,
She calls her sister on the phone
'Cause there's comfort talking to someone,
Who knows just what it's like to be alone
And they talk for hours without a a worry in the world
And before they say goodnight,
They say I love you more than anyone in the world
Goodnight sister
Goodnight sister
Sister, goodnight
Inside every woman
Inside every woman
Inside every woman
Take care of every woman,
'Cause Inside every woman is somebody's little girl
Take care of every woman
'Cause she's somebody's little girl
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DEEPFRIEDBUBBLEGUM Nashville, Tennessee
DEEPFRIEDBUBBLEGUM is a Southern Pop Country Blues duo that has been touring across multiple states from California to
Tennessee for seven years.
The music is rooted in the blues, country, and traditional folk music. The sound is upbeat, vibrant, and melodic with catchy lyrics and short, sweet, and to-the-point original songs.
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