1. |
Belmont Transfer
05:34
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2. |
Leave The City
04:24
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Broke my heart to leave the city
I mean it broke what wasn't broken in there already
Thought of all my great reasons for leaving
Now I can't think of any
It's true it was a hard time that I've come through
It's made me thankful for the blues
Half my life spent on a highway
Half my life I didn't choose
And I have seen the North Star
Shining in the freight yard
And I knew it was a hard time that it'd come through
It's made him thankful for the blues
It broke my heart to know you waited
I had so many things to do
It's true as far as a lot of stuff
You could have had a little better luck
You just called and just hung it up
One of us has had enough
It's true as far as a lot of stuff
You could have had a little better luck
You just called and just hung it up
Baby both of us have had enough
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3. |
What's Coming at 2
03:42
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Seems like time's running out on you
Had too many things to do
Have some fun with them if they're new
And throw 'em away before you've paid your due
Onto the next thing, don't smell the dew
Watch them run around like a Human Zoo
Don't vaccinate the kids because it's trendy to do
Who cares if they all get the flu
The longer it takes, they move on from you
They say alot of things, don't care if it's true
Users and abusers claim that they're glue
Sitting with your critics as if you never knew
Just to pretend your dreams are crazy and blue
Badmouth all night, hide in plain sight
Getting tired so I'll bid adieu
Scratch and claw cuz you got a weak jaw
We All Know What's Coming at 2
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4. |
T-Bone Walker's Blues
03:08
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5. |
So It Goes
03:18
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Blind on I-70, Payin the Penalty
Drive through the night, blurred lines in sight
Take the long road, brains on overload
Trying to make somewhere stick, but the world just makes you sick,
The slush and snow is getting thick
But so it goes
Broken down, tossed around
Move to LA to chase a sound
Vultures tally, gotta rally
Hope we die in the Valley
A melancholy guitar tone, it tells you to go home
It's been too far for you to roam
But so it goes
City on A Hill
Everything to be fulfilled
Is the cup half empty still?
Does the green river run? is Kingston still fun?
If this is wrong, can it be undone?
So it goes
Bring it back around, the Brown Line rattle
Twinkles of the light, Molina's West Side fight
Did he see the same end of night?
Facing a blistering wind, pierced from deep within
We all need a win, so life can just begin
But my heart says come home, you won't feel so alone
So it goes
So it goes
So it goes
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6. |
‘Life’ on Easy Street
03:12
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Livin' Life on Easy Street
Bums and beggars to compete
and compete
But hey the rent appears to be pretty cheap
When you're living, it keeps going on
Smokin' pot in a half paid flat
Neighbors, they don't want none of that
They talk this and that, this and that, this and that
When you're living, it keeps going on
No one seems to remember,
Days before easy bank lenders
Some virtual reality you rendered on Blendr
When you're living, it keeps going on
Living life on Easy st,
Even now the days are hard to beat
When you want more from life than living cheap
When you're dead, it keeps going on
it keeps going on
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7. |
Ambulance Blues
06:04
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Back in the old folky days
The air was magic when we played
The riverboat was rocking in the rain
Midnight was the time for the raid
Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela
They tore you down and plowed you under
You're only real with your make-up on
How could I see you and stay too long?
All along the Navajo Trail
Burn-outs stub their toes
On garbage pails
Waitresses are crying in the rain
Will their boyfriends pass this way again?
Oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids
Shoe ain't happy, neither are the kids
She needs someone that she can scream at
And I'm such a heel for making her feel so bad
I guess I'll call it sickness gone
It's hard to say the meaning of this song
An ambulance can only go so fast
It's easy to get buried in the past
When you try to make a good thing last
I saw today in the entertainment section
There's room at the top for private detection
To Mom and Dad this just doesn't matter
But it's either that or pay off the kidnapper
So all you critics sit alone
You're no better than me for what you've shown
With your stomach pump and your hook and ladder dreams
We could get together for some scenes
Well, I'm up in T.O. keeping jive alive
And out on the corner it's half past five
But the subways are empty
And so are the cafes
Except for the Farmer's Market
And I still can hear him say:
You're all just pissing in the wind
You don't know it but you are
And there ain't nothing like a friend
Who can tell you you're just pissing in the wind
I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for every set of eyes
How can he remember who he's talking to?
Because I know it ain't me and I hope it isn't you
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9. |
10 PM Town
03:42
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Cover your children in packing foam
Who could think they could stray from home
The safety of never thinking on their own
Helps to build that censorship throne
How could you expect them to have grown?
Societal War Zone,This 10 PM Town
So hand out a trophy to Little Miss Murphy
Who never deserved it to own
But what about the feelings?
Who cares if she's stealing from someone whose worked to the bone
Societal War Zone, This 10 PM Town
You better leave that 10 pm Town
Let those clowns have their fake crowns
To never take a risk, their life behind a disk
Something they won't miss, a simulated risk
But their souls are bleeding, they're pleading for meaning
in that 10 PM Town
But their souls are bleeding, they're pleading for meaning
in that 10 PM Town
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10. |
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What glistens isn't gold, why weren't you told
It doesn't have to be
A life ain't pretty, it gets pretty shitty,
but where else would you want to be?
To be with good friends in a distant land,
can take away the feeling of quick sand
It ain't so bad so why are you sad
You've had good friends on the way
The reaper has a say so don't make it grey
You'll waste your time before you go away
You've got friends in Campinas, and they couldn't beat us
Cuz today is a brand new day
I don't know what tomorrow will show but i'm going down, down, down
I don't know what tomorrow will show but i'm going down, down, down
It might bring a ring for a friend far from home
Or a decades old squabble from an old woman who doddles
and pretends that she's all alone
Don't wait in the dark for the song of a lark
whose singing a different tune
Go find your Campinas, where they can't beat us
I don't know what tomorrow will show but i'm going down, down, down
I don't know what tomorrow will show but i'm going down, down, down
It's not a good poem but it'll sure shown 'em
We're taking our worlds today
I got friends at my back and I'm ready for the attack
From Campinas to my mobile home
I don't know what tomorrow will show but i'm going down, down, down
I don't know what tomorrow will show but i'm going down, down, down
I don't know what tomorrow will show but i'm going down, down, down
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11. |
Outro
01:50
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CTA Creature Chicago, Illinois
Neo-Blues, Alt-Folk, Indie Rock, Jazz, Funk/Soul, Post Rock, Indie Rock Band based in Chicago,
IL.
Tommy Burger Lead/Rhythm Guitar
Connor Likes
Bass Guitar
Corey Tesch
Drums
Ben DeUrso
Drums
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