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The Gatesville Messenger
03:19
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I may never end up on the cover of the Rolling Stone
May never be person of the year
Or some stripped-down centerfold
But I've got my 15 minutes
Coming up right now
Gonna educate the Lone Star State
They'll learn what Tug Boat is all about
I'm in the Gatesville
The Gatesville Messenger
There's a shortage of chics this year
At least they've got the Ol' Zuesser
They'll read about the New Old Blue Eyes
In black and white on the center of the front page
I'm a big fish in a small pond
That's not too far
From this awesome lake
I'm in the Gatesville Messenger
Every once and while
I'm gonna have to head out
It's every man's duty to go back and
Check on the house
To that smoggy city where
Everything's locked down
Back here the air is clear, there's cheaper beer
And you're free to roam around
I'm in the Gatesville
The Gatesville Messenger
There's a shortage of chics this year
At least they've got the Ol' Zuesser
I won't accept anything less
Than the feature story on the very front page
I'm a big fish in a small pond
Think I'm gonna get recognized
Out on the lake
I'm in the Gatesville Messenger
I'm in the Gatesville
The Gatesville Messenger
There's a shortage of chics this year
At least they've got the Ol' Zuesser
They'll stare at me wide-eyed
As they pass by, whispering all of my names
I'm a big fish in a small pond
Just not sure if I can handle
All this fame
I'm in the Gatesville Messenger
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Love Ya Bro
03:36
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My perception of time has slowed
Like a cowboy's in a rodeo
In this Indy elevator
Instead of eight seconds on a bull
It's eight floors with Schrager
Could have let the door close on him
But decided to let him in
Talk man-to-man about what's been circulating
Get to the bottom of this as we ascend
Awkward talk this small
Brings the universe to a crawl
There's so much unsaid beneath the weather
And the football
Why's it taking so long
For these numbers to change on the wall
Finally, we've reached my floor
It's time for me to go
I walk into the hall
Turn to him and say
Love ya, bro
I'll be replaying this ride
In my mind a thousand times
Trying to decide if what I said was right
Guess I'll be taking the stairs for the rest of the combine
Love ya, bro
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A Room Full of Heroes
00:50
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4. |
Mail Man
02:48
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When I head the news
I felt short of breath
Even though we've never met
But for those of us who've been listening
Feels like we've been with you from your first route to Tybee
We're pulling for you, Mail Man
Most of us guys
Have a hard time
Letting each other know how we feel
We'll talk sports
For years
Before bringing up any of our fears
What's makes you strong
Is you're not afraid to let us see
The road you're on
And you're vulnerabilities
But I'll be checking my box
For that good news
You'll be delivering to us soon
Mail Man
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Release the Tapes!
04:38
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'Twas the melding of millenniums
In the middle of Massachusetts
A different state of mind
People kept talking about his music
A band called Delaware
Many had heard of but few had heard
There were legends of catching them in dimly lit DIY venues
As the night took a turn
They were so underground
That even Pitchfork hadn't heard of them
But if they had would have given
An 8.3 to their debut album
Release the tapes!
We know they'll be amazing
Release the tapes!
There are children that need saving
Release the tapes
Now around this same time out west
There was another band making the rounds
In Colorado they'll ingest anything that's not an animal
And make strange sounds
Two chords for twenty minutes
Followed by an endless encore
A universe without limits
A crushing return to this world
They were all coming down
From a psilocybin symphony
To a Silver April sunrise
Wondering what it all could mean
Release the tapes!
We know they'll be amazing
Release the tapes!
From those lost years of star gazing
Release the tapes
Little did they know years later
Their paths would cross in the corporate world
Still tethered to a microphone
Still calling out to the unknown
Are animals from outer space?
Are aliens from the deep blue sea?
It's all semantics anyway
We define what we believe
Release the tapes
Release the tapes
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Connie's here
She's gonna piece it al together for us
Finally someone we can trust
Connie's here
Why are all these animals smiling?
What could they be hiding?
Connie Fox will solve the puzzle
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7. |
The Bar is So Low
02:57
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The bar is so
The bar is so
The bar is so low
You never would've gotten the same reaction
If you weren't so rich, athletic and attractive
You can't be funny too, that's not fair
You get laughs by default with that perfect hair
I'm gonna sit at this bar and keep pounding drinks
To get down to where you are I can't let myself thing
The bar is so
The bar is so
The bar is so low
You gotta limbo
The bar is so low
The bar is so low
It's the mediocrity that I can't take
I'm gonna start a dossier
Documenting disappointment and heartbreak
Life's too short to keep living this way
That lanyard doesn't make you important, son
It just lets the whole world know that the man has won
The bar is so low
The bar is so low
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Watching men chase after a ball
Does it mean anything at all?
What about this painting on the wall
Or these buildings that stand so tall?
We know that none of it will last forever
The record setter or the architecture
But there are some of us who leave much more behind
And linger throughout our lives
There's nothing easy 'bout what this world will do
To all of us when our time is through
But you're still here in these memories and a life so new
Look at what humans can do
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