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In To The Outside
03:32
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Look my baby, comin’ round the bend
Look my baby comin’ round the bend
They don’t find me now son, it's gonna be the end
Running through a nighttime street and the wind do howl
Running through a nighttime street and the wind do howl
But it do not mean I can’t run no-how
Goin' in to the outside, out to the in
Comin' 'round to the new and square to the old
I got the blues please mama and my flow is cold
Y’all understand what I'm tryna say
I said y'all understand what I'm tryna say
I can’t help nobody, just let me play
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Running after you
Chasing what is true
There's nothing like the night
To come and sacrifice
What is given away
One just cannot say
Why I'm gone tomorrow
And why I'm here today
Can't you see there's more to show
Than what we might already know
Can't you tell it ain't for good
Your mama didn't tell you
That we're all misunderstood
Forty-first and main
Put 'em all to shame
Always near and high
And out of sight
You turned me on
What else could go wrong
But it turns out
I'm not the one you want
Can't you see there's more to show
Than what we might already know
Can't you tell it ain't for good
Your mama didn't tell you
That we're all misunderstood
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I'm A Man
05:06
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Now when I was a little boy,
At the age of five,
I had somethin' in my pocket,
Kept a lot of folks alive
Now I'm a man,
I made twenty-one,
You know baby,
We can have a lot of fun
I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N... man
All you pretty women,
Stand in line,
I can make love to you baby,
In an hour's time
I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N... man
I goin' back down,
To Kansas to
Bring back the second cousin,
Little John De Conqueroo
I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N... man
The line I shoot,
Will never miss,
The way I make love to 'em,
They can't resist
I'm a man,
I spell M-A-N... man
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Mean Streets
04:25
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Here I go now
To the mean streets
Only time I’m out there
I find my reason to be
Going down slow
A metro ride’s away
I can’t feel the wind blow
But I can see the highway
Car exhaust and fresh air
Eight miles wide
Quarter tank’ll get me there
Eight lanes high
Truck stops when I say so
Or until sunrise
I’m on my way to Reno
No free rides
Hundred miles per hour
Speed I drive
I just passed 304
And there's no cop in sight
Two A.M. on a Friday night
And I'm heading southbound
I barely made it into Austin
Before my mind broke down
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Red Light District
03:38
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Traffic stop, red light
Mean streets won't treat you right
Traffic light, red stop
Mean streets gonna make you rock
Traffic stop, red light
Mean streets won't treat you right
Traffic light, red stop
Mean streets gonna make you rock
Traffic stop, red light
Mean streets won't treat you right
Traffic light, red stop
Mean streets gonna make you rock
Traffic stop, red light
Mean streets won't treat you right
Traffic light, red stop
Mean streets gonna make you rock
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Oh but I will not chase you,
Up and down the street
When I saw you, movin’ down that lonesome road
When I saw you, driving past that wicked road
But I did not think you had any place to go
You know I gotta get a move on
Like a freight train goin’ down the track
You know I gotta get a move on
Before she come back
I’m goin’ where the sun do not shine
I’m goin’ where the sun do not shine
I’m goin’ ——
Where the sun
Do not shine
When I see the engine coming
Smokestack reminds me of you
When I see the engine coming
Smokestack reminds me of you
If it weren’t for this woman
I’d be coming too
You know I gotta get a move on
Like a freight train goin’ down the line
You know I gotta get a move on
Before my baby come back
I’m goin’ I’m goin’ where the sun do not shine
I’m goin’ I’m goin’ where the sun do not shine
I’m goin’ ——
Where the sun
Do not shine
How long have I known you babe?
You know it can’t be long
How long have I known you babe?
You know it can’t be long
You’ll get up one morning
And down the road I’m gone
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Search and Ponder
04:15
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When you find yourself in trouble
For the crime of medication
You can call the man on billboard
For the hopes of cheap elation
When the men are all around you
But they're blended with the night
You can try to act quickly or
You can get out of sight
You may search and ponder
For the answers to your problems
But you know in your mind
They'll all come back tomorrow
Hear my call on the telephone
Would you like to leave a name
Sunset soon is calling
Don't forget the moon estate
Rommel on the back porch
He's barking to the sky
I can see the clock move
But I don't know the time
You may search and ponder
For the answers to your problems
But you know in your mind
They'll all come back tomorrow
You may search and ponder
For the answers to your problems
But you know in your mind
They'll all come back tomorrow
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You're A Part Of Me
05:20
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I know, I know
You’re a part of me
Until, until
‘til I had to leave
Surrounded, all sides
By the metro man
Wish I, Wish I
I could take the tram
If I could see
What you’re doing now
I would know I
Can’t go home now
Surrounded, future
Seems to fade fast
If I could, I would
Keep the green grass
I know, I know
Nothing's here for free
Until, until
‘til I had to leave
If I could see
What you’re doing now
I would know
Can’t go home
now
To see love, hear love
Is the key to all
Without you, Out you
Counties will surely fall
I know, I know
You’re a part of me
Until, until
‘til I had to leave
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Grassland Heat
03:43
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Well it’s hotter than hell as the weatherman says tonight
Can’t be tripping I can’t put up no fight
Coming to me like a no-good ball in a jack
Sweating out here we can’t get breezin’ back
Talk to my baby like she been mean
Ain’t nothing I do gonna beat the heat
Mama who loves me got AC in the back
Oh mama who loves me got AC in the back
Baby who need me got her window cracked
She ain’t got, got no HVAC
Catching a ride, gone on home
Back to the land of Climate Control
Summertime’s here and I can’t see a thing
Sun do shine, working on my backswing
Trouble with me is I got too much on my mind
Can’t walk straight, I can’t pay no time
Working all day 'til I’m red in the face
I’m writing my will now just in case
Texas sun shinin' down on me
See no clouds, but I got a shady tree
Watch that Burlington Northern, come down the way
Heading westbound on down to Santa Fe
A hundred and nine when I went outside
Had freeze the grass just to keep it from frying
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Animal Mother
02:48
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Moja knows that I can't come and get you
Out of your hiding place
Moja knows that you shouldn't run around with
Your eyeballs outta your face
And even Moja knows that you don't know what you're doing
With that old guitar in your hand
Now come on back let me play you one to show you
Who is who and who is not you
You know back when I was in high school
The guy Moja told me something
He said you can't let a Goddamn soul catch you lacking
Or else you're better off with nothing
Don't let anyone tell you
What the hell kinda music to play
I think I've got something to tell you now son
So you better just back away
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My babe don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh no she don't stand no cheatin', oh no
Oh no she don't stand no cheatin',
She don't stand no midnight dealin'
My babe, don't stand no cheatin', my babe
My baby don't stand no foolin', my babe
Oh no, she don't stand no foolin', woah no
Oh no, she don't stand no foolin',
When she's hot there ain't no coolin'
My babe, don't stand no foolin'
My baby don't stand no cheatin', my babe
Oh no she don't stand no cheatin', oh no
Oh no she don't stand no cheatin',
My babe, don't stand no cheatin', my babe
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The summer heat blisters today
But these fields take my troubles away
Living in this world alone
Got nobody to call my own
So I'll stand out in the rain
Waiting for you to call my name
Got nobody to call my own
Why don't you call my phone
Well I don't need to worry, about everything
I'm not in a hurry, to do anything
I work all day and all night, just to keep myself and you satisfied
But until she calls my name, I'll just sing on towards the sky
Some days feel long and some go on by fast
The weeks turn into years, but the years never last
One day I'll be gone, but until that day comes
I'll be singing my song, waiting to go where I'm from
Best keep comin' on
Baby stay out of my way
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Look my baby, comin’ round the bend
Look my baby comin’ round the bend
They don’t find me now son, it's gonna be the end
Running through a nighttime street and the wind do howl
Running through a nighttime street and the wind do howl
It do not mean I can’t run no-how
Goin' in to the outside, out to the in
Comin' 'round to the new and square to the old
I got the blues please mama and my flow is cold
Y’all understand what I'm tryna say
I said y’all understand what I'm tryna say
I can’t help nobody, just let me play
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The Kubes Fort Worth, Texas
The Kubes are an American psychedelic rock band formed in Fort Worth, Texas in 2018. The current and core lineup consists of Travis Flippo (Guitar/Vocals), Spencer Fortner (Bass/Vocals), Shyan Mahmoodi (Keyboards) and Landry "Noodles" Smith (Drums). Their main influences are King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard, Grateful Dead and Cream. ... more
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