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Close your eyes and take a breath
Cross my fingers, I'm a wreck
All along I've been amused
Have a drink and sing the blues
How much longer will it take?
Don't you know what is at stake?
Guess there's nothing left to say
1, 2, 3, take it away, running through
Our debut will shock and awe
Knock 'em dead, they're so bourgeois
Saw our names on the marquee
Played our songs on MTV
Our debut is fine and grand
Off your seats and lend a hand
Buy our CD, wear our shirts
To the streets and spread the word
Selling out for a review
'cause recognition's overdue
Why do I feel so ashamed
Have a smoke and pass the blame
People see me in the streets
Walk right by still incomplete
What on earth is this delay?
Don't you know it ends today? Deja vu...
Our debut will shock and awe
Knock 'em dead, they're so bourgeois
Saw our names on the marquee
Played our songs on MTV
Our debut is fine and grand
Off your seats and lend a hand
Buy our CD, wear our shirts
To the streets and spread the word
How come no one told me
They're just poking fun?
You cannot control me
This has just begun
Our debut will shock and awe
Knock 'em dead, they're so bourgeois
Saw our names on the marquee
Played our songs on MTV
Our debut will shock and awe
Knock 'em dead, they're so bourgeois
Saw our names on the marquee
Played our songs on, 1, 2, 3!
Our debut was fine and grand
You left your seats and lent a hand
Bought our CD, wore our shirts
Something else is so absurd
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Modus Operandi
04:05
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What is the method to your madness?
What is the reason for your heartbreak?
How do you live with all that self-deception?
Drop out the deadbolt, I'm coming in...
I love your Modus Operandi
Leaves me shaking deep within
I love your dirty satisfaction
The way you murder with a grin
What is the purpose of your runaway?
What is the reason for your heartache?
How do you live with all that crazed frustration?
Break out the High Life, I'm coming in...
I love your Modus Operandi
Leaves me shaking deep within
I love your dirty satisfaction
The way you murder with a grin
What is the method to your madness?
What is the reason for your heartbreak?
How do you live with all that crazed frustration?
Break off the deadbolt, I'm coming in...
I love your Modus Operandi
Leaves me shaking deep within
I love your dirty satisfaction
The way you murder with a grin
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Travelsong
02:40
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I look out my window
At a small piece of the world
I see a road I can travel
Everywhere is a battlefield
Everywhere I am
I see a road I can travel
Anger I shall not want
Happiness will find me...
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White Whine
04:04
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I have told you once or twice that white wine
Will bring you everything you want in good time...
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City Night
04:18
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Another wish is just another broken dream
The stars are crying for your lacking self esteem
A wave of silence sweeps the city off its feet
Under the starless skies above the leafless trees
Breathe right in, smell the city night
You can gaze into the neon light
But I'm the pill...
That will take this pain away from here tonight
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Damned If I Do
06:19
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What is love next to self-preservation?
Or even compassion, my own reservations?
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A Crying Shame
04:37
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Would you dance on the moors in the pale moonlight?
Bet that'd make you feel alright
Don't you come cryin' tears around my door
I don't need your lovin' anymore
It's a shame
Crying, crying shame
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Seventh Hour
04:01
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Close all the tired eyes that are weakened by the sun
You've come to feel the warmth of a million fired guns
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Savannah
04:45
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Run and do not stop
Till the sun begins to rise
Where there is no trace of dark
Only light fills the sky
I will meet you there
Plainly dressed in my vest
With two tickets out of state
You're my love, I am blessed
I'll wait for happiness
Till my heart no longer feels any pain
I've waited long enough
Oh, Savannah won't you take me away?
Walk along the shore
Feel the water at our feet
Taste your tender lips
Smell the misty breeze
Dream of what's in store
On the path that lies ahead
Stare up at the stars
And fall asleep in our beds
I'll wait for happiness
Till my heart no longer feels any pain
I've waited long enough
Oh, Savannah won't you take me away?
Think of what went wrong
All our sins and ignorance
Dwelling on the past
When I courted your romance
Was it really me
Who let you walk away?
All I hope for now
Is to see your face one day
I'll wait for happiness
Till my heart no longer feels any pain
I've waited long enough
Oh, Savannah won't you take me away?
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The Saint & The Martyr
03:49
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An early evening drunk once said to me
I knew a saint way back in '63
She had a message to spread
Gave up her things, and shaved her head
She wandered through these dirty streets
Preaching good will to all that she would meet
And yet she lived in sadness
She had her method and her madness
She must be a saint
She must be a martyr
An angel of mercy till the end
The saint, and the martyr, saving souls...
Fueled by the public's insanity
Denouncing conveniences and vanity
She removed herself from modern living
Dreamt of a barren landscape cold and unforgiving
She must be a saint
She must be a martyr
An angel of mercy till the end
The saint, and the martyr, saving souls...
She sought to tell the tale of her own death
Neither to shock or awe nor impress
She set the stage in Union Square
Dragging the crowds into her own despair
She must be a saint
She must be a martyr
An angel of mercy till the end
The saint, and the martyr, saving souls...
She must be a saint
She will take us farther
Start another chapter of our lives
The saint, and the martyr, saving souls...
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Duster
06:02
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Step into the light
Burning blister bright
Can you feel me near?
Your kiss was so sincere
Duster's come to town
Leather's rough and brown
Boots kick up the sand
This is no man's land, and...
All we want is our fair share
A quiet place to rest our bones
Trains will run, and we will hide
From dusters, standing side by side
Shots ring out, your family falls
It's cowardly, their curtain call
Preachers cry, and bagpipes sing
You're not there to do a thing
Fall down to your knees
Not what you believe
Someone else's greed
Duster's tumbleweed
Grab my gun, and stand up tall
While exiting the entrance hall
I bow my head, but show no shame
I give myself for family name
Ashes ashes, falling down
From trouble in this one-horse town
Duster now, your time has come
The price you pay for rule of thumb
Weigh your heart upon the scale
You'll be damned without a fail
Progress paid with the blood from your first born son
This is how the west was won...
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Salutations
05:06
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Heaven help me, I'm a sinner
Just the winner of the game
Salutations to the unknown
The introduction never stuck
Lord please help me, I'm a trickster
I survived through sabotage
Salutations to the alpha
A deception changed my luck
I don't wanna set the world aflame
Play the part of someone to blame
Don't admit but you play my game
Pleased to meet you, Scapegoat's the name
Devil help me, I'm a killer
Destroying lives and common sense
Salutations to the scoundrel
Murder is a work of art
I don't wanna set the world aflame
Play the part of someone to blame
Don't admit but you play my game
Pleased to meet you, Scapegoat's the name
As I'm walking to and fro, I fell into a sinkhole
I fall in as I'm shouting for someone
Salutations to my deliverance
If I die before I fall, I pray the lord will take it all
In the sink from kitchen sinks, at least I think
Salutations to my divinity
Coffee, tea and jamboree, cigarettes and whiskey
Oyster forks and popping corks and blah blah blah...
Salutations to celebrations
Now it's time to bid farewell as I lie into a pit of hell
Sinners, Tricksters, Killers and Saints
Leave to you the world's complaints
Salutations to the scapegoat...
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Asphalt Green Paramus, New Jersey
In late 2009, four individuals from four different musical backgrounds came together in what many people saw as a pathetic
attempt at a creative endeavor. Those naysayers were quickly silenced by a sound that has been described as "frightening"...
Asphalt Green fuses blues, rock, jazz, and alternative into a concoction of pure ecstasy. Sinners, Tricksters, Killers & Saints is their first album.
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