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1. |
Cats, Dogs and Rats
02:31
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Verse 1
I thought my hands were making moves
But the lands and the grooves
Unequivocally proved the truth
How did I get so confused?
My path, totally askew
Tapped the karma bank til I overdrew
Could have been so much more shrewd
With my moves and eschewed
The fast buck, the too good to be true revenues
Thought i was just payin’ dues
Next thing I know, interviewed
Now stuck in a life sentence queue
Raged up, caged up in a screw loose zoo
And all I view is bad news crews
Face tattooed, gunning for you
Chorus
Got lost, clowder, group of cats
Lost cause, louder, dogs in a pack
Yes boss, now sir, mischief of rats
Numbers matter, we’re all stats
Cat’s, dog’s
Cat’s, dog’s, and rats
Cat’s, dog’s
Cat’s, dog’s, and rats
Verse 2
Just pining, second chance at the life I blew
Just whining, about the permanent concrete view
Resigning, dad times were far and few
My kid grew up, “no pops” tattoo
Weight, can’t pay back I O U
Daily praying, life was peek a boos
Story time with Winnie the pooh
Right through to a, big debut
For you, but I don’t a thing about you
Nothing about you
Could be livin’ like your old man
Testin the avenue
But I don’t have a fucking clue
I don’t have a fucking clue
Chorus
Got lost, clowder, group of cats
Lost cause, louder, dogs in a pack
Yes boss, now sir, mischief of rats
Numbers matter, we’re all stats
Cat’s, dog’s
Cat’s, dog’s, and rats
Cat’s, dog’s
Cat’s, dog’s, and rats
Cat’s, dog’s
Cat’s, dog’s, and rats
Cat’s, dog’s
Cat’s, dog’s, and rats
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2. |
Moss Park
02:29
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Verse 1
You can learn a lot about life, from Moss Park
I’m 20 years in, still scared of the dark
I’ve seen it all, I sleep under the lights
I’ve got scars from the tar and the bites from the night
Alright
It’s alright
I sleep in late on the grass, when its nice
The park bench baby, when the air is ice
Breakfast is hot, handout church rice
Begging and scrounging, men are mice
Rise and shine, crack a beer
365 Saturdays a year
Chorus
Im starvin'
I can not eat no more
Im lyin'
I can not cheat no more
Im beggin
I can not keep no more
My sole, my will, my heart, I’m living dark
Man I’m living dark in Moss park man
I live in the dark
I live in the d-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ark
Verse 2
I’m fucked up man, beyond belief
I’m quiverin shiverin, there is no relief
I’m on the shady, side of the street
I’m starched, I’m parched,
Barely out of the heat
I just collapsed, will awake all confused
Cant remember if I was just fucked up or abused
I go hard, I go high
I chirp at the passers, on the sides
Wear a hat that reads " too high to die"
Chorus
Im starvin'
I can not eat no more
Im lyin'
I can not cheat no more
Im beggin
I can not keep no more
My sole, my will, my heart - I’m living dark
Man I’m living dark in Moss park man
I live in the dark
I live in the d-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ark
It’s get-ting dark
It’s time
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3. |
Balmoral Hotel
03:33
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Intro
Stop, drop, roll, explore
Put out fires, to start some more
Rewards, little wars
Verse 1
I walked to the corner, went in the store
Familiar the smell, bourbon and quarts
Cashier said, nice to see you again
I smiled, I grabbed my shit and left
Hours later, numb in the face
I got to her house, a dodgy place
She walked bent over, a crippled back
Years of abuse, wrong side of the tracks
She offered me a vodka cran
Asked me if I had a plan
Hesitant to say what I was thinking, god damn
Chorus
I’m treading the same rake
I’m way above the stakes
A bullet, a bullet
Is on it’s way to me
A bullet, A bullet
It’s life or death for me
I’m on my own
and I’m so alone
Re-Intro
Stop, drop, roll, explore
Put out fires, to start some more
Rewards, little wars
Verse 2
She sat in the corner, smoked on the floor
I asked her what lead to becoming a whore
“Careers were never my closest friend
and cash is king, my divided
To pick my brain, and watch me pall”
A cloud of smoke, numbed her fall
I watched her as she pierced into her veins
She said she was stuck, worst of the beds
the ugliest place, that she ever had been
Balmoral Hotel, the best of the inns
Supplies are steady, you can begin
Your quest to freedom, calm your skin
Fear diminish, start again
I’ve kinda always wondered what that meant
Chorus
I’m treading the same rake
I’m way above the stakes
A bullet, a bullet
Is on it’s way to me
A bullet, A bullet
It’s life or death for me
I’m on my own
and I’m so alone
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4. |
Garbage Day
02:51
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5. |
Fuck You World
02:49
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6. |
Same Boat We Row
02:39
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7. |
I Had it Coming
03:13
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8. |
Night After Night
01:45
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Verse 1
My memory, my lungs
They keep me, up for months
I take time now, need rest
I’m not 16, lackin’ cheques
Time is just another night
I take it as it comes
The words just don’t mean all that much
This is just another show
I call it as I see
Average tricks don’t work on me
Chorus 1
Night after night
Miscounting sheep and losing sight
Night after night
Up for hours, goes the fight
Verse 2
I’ve got not one, complaint
In my head, quiet debate
If I had it, over again
Advice that I would lend
So so is state of mind
I take a hard look
Can’t find the answers in the books
Hum drum is on attack
And it got your mom and dad
Now it wants you just as bad
Chorus 2
Time after time
I can see, mirror doesn’t lie
Time after time
I can’t find the reason why
Is it too late for me?
Vivid! – own referee
Pivot! Longevity
Is it too late for me?
Is it too late for me?
Is it too late for me?
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9. |
I vs I
01:46
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ost in a trillion shades
Of grey I’m looking every which way
The path is overgrown and I got a broken phone
Pills red or blue man, what should I do?
I’m just trying to get used to my own shoes
Navigator, navigator
Navigator on my own
I vs I vs I vs I (find my way)
I vs I vs I vs I (find my way)
I vs I vs I vs I (find my way)
I vs I vs I vs I (find my way)
Should I get in bed with you?
Should I get in bed with you?
See hope, love, woe, decay
See em all every day
Things you overhear
Voices, hundred, my ear
Im lookin' for a direction I can stick to
Im lookin’ for a path just like you
Navigator, navigator
Navigator on my own
I vs I vs I vs I (find my way)
I vs I vs I vs I (find my way)
I vs I vs I vs I (find my way)
I vs I vs I vs I (find my way)
Should I get in bed with you?
Should I get in bed with you?
Getting used to my own shoes (I vs I)
I get used to my own shoes (I vs I)
I get used to my own shoes (I vs I)
I get used to my own shoes (I vs I)
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10. |
Hands Free
02:22
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11. |
It Was You
03:05
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12. |
Pay Me Back
02:13
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Mama don’t want me 5 years old
Mama don’t want him 5 years old
And I was the one who offered him a home
I didn't know then, I didn't know at all
I didn’t have a son after all
I had a hand biting sinner at our family dinner
He tricked me out of my precious family home
You won it all boy
You got a street named after you
You blew your brains out
Never said a single word that was true
You won the lotto kid, you had it all
Swear you won the lotto, you had it all
You fucking idiot
You fucking gambler
You’ll burn yourself right to the ground
You fucking idiot
You fucking coward
You’ll burn yourself right to the ground
You tiny little man I’ve drawn the line down in the sand
You with your crossed fingers, swear to god and shake my hand
The world is mostly good, people hope and pray
Sometimes it just takes a while for it to look that way
Pay me back, pay me back
Pay me back, you cant
Pay me back, pay me back
Pay me back, you cant
You fucking idiot
You fucking gambler
You’ll burn yourself right to the ground
You fucking idiot
You fucking coward
You’ll burn yourself right to the ground
You fucking idiot
You fucking coward
You’ll burn yourself right to the ground
You fucking idiot
You fucking coward
You’ll burn yourself right to the ground
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13. |
Wake Up
02:13
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Rare Americans Vancouver, British Columbia
Not crooked in the sense we’re criminals, in fact we barely have a speeding ticket between us. Crooked in the sense that we see the world a little crooked, we tell stories with slants. We sing for characters who rarely take the straight path.
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