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Caffeine & Gasoline
03:49
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Coming up from Tucumcari, New Mexico
Had to spend a little money, just to get the truck running again
Coming up from Tucumcari, New Mexico
And time moves slow, when you’ve got somewhere to be
Give me some,
Caffeine and Gasoline
Broken Hearts, and broken strings
Lord knows I’m gonna get myself home
Back home
State lines and roadside dives, for two weeks now
You’d think I might’ve known better, than heading out in this weather again
State lines and roadside dives, since I left home
And time moves slow, when you’ve got somewhere to be
Give me some,
Caffeine and Gasoline
Broken Hearts, and broken strings
Lord knows I’m gonna get myself home
Back home
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2. |
Oh Miranda
03:16
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Oh Miranda, oh Miranda
Pay no attention to the rising tide
Oh Miranda, oh Miranda
Just keep on looking for your name up in the lights
When you started
On your own, you were an artist, you were honest
Now you’re older
Still want it all but you won’t risk it, now your ticket’s been sold
Oh Miranda, oh Miranda
Pay no attention to the rising tide
Oh Miranda, oh Miranda
Just keep on looking for your name up in the lights
Got your hair done
Your fingernails and your lipstick, got your hands on your hips
Then you say to me
You were meant for the stage, but I don’t think you believe it...
Anymore, your dreams fall to the floor
You locked your keys inside the door
Oh Miranda, oh Miranda
Pay no attention to the rising tide
Oh Miranda, oh Miranda
Just keep on looking for your name up in the lights
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Sometimes I wonder whose shoes I’m filling
I look around this place I’m living
A little dog and a little kitchen
Starts to feel like home.
See I’m getting used to this smile of mine
But when it’s time for me to toe the line
I’m stuck between the man I am
And the man I want to be
Baby I’ve been lucky a little too long
Just don’t put me right back, where I belong
Busted up and pretty well bent
You took me in, made my bed
But everything I should regret
I just can’t leave behind
So I keep busy like you tell me to
Try not to do the things I want to do
Stuck between the man I am
And the man I used to be
Baby I’ve been lucky a little too long
Just don’t put me right back, where I belong
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4. |
Good Love
02:40
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The night we met your boyfriend beat me up
When I came to you were driving me home
In my own pickup truck
You called me honey, poor thing and sweetie pie
You called him a jerk and I know why
A woman like you, likes to give her loving
To beat up, broke down fools like me
Cause good love don’t come easy
We’ve been dating two months since then and things have changed
You wear those itty bitty little skirts,
And then you flirt with all of my friends
Then I get drunk and I cause a scene
People watch and they just don’t believe
A woman like you, likes to give her loving
To beat up, broke down fools like me
Cause good love don’t come easy
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5. |
Chasing My Tail
04:08
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These palm trees ain't fooling me
I know life is a mystery
The sunshine it ain't fixing
I can break with the best of them
So I drive and try to blow the speakers out
Stop and try to drown the demons out
Slowly fading from your thoughts
I can’t stop running now
Burning myself down
Chasing my tail around
I’m in too deep, or maybe I’m just over-thinking everything
It always seems to get the very best of me, I never need a reason to run
But I can always give me one
So I take what I can get, and I move on
But in my head I never, ever left your side
I can’t stop running now
Burning myself down
Chasing my tail around
No I never need a reason to run
But I can always give me one, nothing works on me
I can’t stop running now
Burning myself down
Chasing my tail around
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6. |
Trying Again
04:04
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Outside the trees are losing their leaves
They pile up in front of my door
The children still play, at least that’s what they tell me
I can’t hear them laughing no more.
Everything’s changed
But I’m not complaining
It’s just that I’ve stayed the same
Stuck in my ways, spending my days
Trying to try again
With a head full of steam, I chased ‘round my dream
That one day I’d reap what I’d sown
But it’s hard on your luck, and tough on your love
And easy to end up afraid and alone.
Everything’s changed
But I’m not complaining
It’s just that I’ve stayed the same
Stuck in my ways, spending my days
Trying to try again
So heart broke and bankrupt feels like it sounds
But doing nothing has done nothing for me
So I’m pulling out my boots, and digging up my pride
I swear if it kills me I’m learning to try.
Everything’s changed
But I’m not complaining
It’s just that I’ve stayed the same
Stuck in my ways, spending my days
Trying to try again
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7. |
Getting My Nerve Up
04:18
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Build my houses in the burning sun
Fill my glass when the work gets done
They get me drunk, and take my keys
To the right and the left of me
Perfect strangers stop to see
Stars go down, and the moon comes up
The bars stay open all night
They fill your cup, but lord it ain't enough
I’m getting my nerve up, getting my nerve up
Lace these boots upon my feet
Take your kisses on my cheek
Step outside to face the day
They get me drunk, and take my keys
To the right and the left of me
Perfect strangers stop to see
Stars go down, and the moon comes up
The bars stay open all night
They fill your cup, but lord it ain't enough
I’m getting my nerve up, getting my nerve up
Build my houses in the burning sun
Fill my glass when the work gets done
They get me drunk, and take my keys
To the right and the left of me
Perfect strangers stop to see
Stars go down, and the moon comes up
The bars stay open all night
They fill your cup, but lord it ain't enough
I'm getting my nerve up, getting my nerve up
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8. |
Red Velvet Curtains
04:24
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Remember the day you brought them home
Velvet curtains from the store below
Said you wanted some color in this place
Now that you're gone and nothing's changed
Dirty dishes in a broken sink
Take care of myself the best I can
And I picture you
Hanging red velvet curtains
Red velvet curtains you held dear
I picture you
Hanging red velvet curtains
Red velvet curtains you held dear
I picture you
Got a few house plants by the window
I put 'em up so the cracks won't show
I keep busy so my friends won't know
That you're still gone and I'm still the same
Dirty dishes in a broken sink
Take care of myself the best I can
And I picture you
Hanging red velvet curtains
Red velvet curtains you held dear
I picture you
Hanging red velvet curtains
Red velvet curtains you held dear
I picture you
Got a few house plants by the window
I put 'em up so the cracks won't show
I keep busy so my friends won't know
That you're still gone and I'm still the same
Broken man in this broken place
Take care of myself the best I can
And I picture you
Hanging red velvet curtains
Red velvet curtains you held dear
I picture you
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9. |
Casanova
03:40
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Set me up on the seventeenth floor
Little refrigerator by the door
I can see the top half mile of Highland Avenue
I'm thinking of you
Wondering what you're thinking of me
Cause I'm alright
Sometimes I feel like the only one living this life
And I'm alright
Sometimes I feel like the only one living this life
Got me inside this telephone booth
Sitting here reaching out for you
And I ain't seen your face in three whole days
And I'm thinking of you
Wondering what you're thinking of me
I'm alright
Sometimes I feel like the only one living this life
And I'm alright
Sometimes I feel like the only one living this life
And here's your casanova
Standing in the rain
Tripping over my feet
Calling out your name again
If I could just see your face
I'm alright
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10. |
Bedroom Window
04:11
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You wake me up with your head full of cocaine
You get through with leaving me
To come and do it again
You're crazier now than you were and you were crazy way back then
But you just keep coming round no matter what shape you're in
That's not the hardest part
Everybody is watching you break my heart
Everybody is watching you break my heart
You've been busting down the double doors at the bar
You've been crawling cross my hardwood floors again
And I smell your cigarette coming up my bedroom window
Seems you just make your friends everywhere you go
That's not the hardest part
Everybody is watching you break my heart
Everybody is watching you break my heart
You break my heart
You wake me up with your head full of cocaine
You get through with leaving me
To come and do it again
And I smell your cigarette coming up my bedroom window
Seems you just make your friends everywhere you go
That's not the hardest part
Everybody is watching you break my heart
Everybody is watching you break my heart
You break my heart
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11. |
Judgement Day
04:09
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Every step is another mistake
Every branch is beginning to break
Life in this circus gets hard.
We swing our bats for the fences
We draw our guns too soon
We teach our lessons
And we howl at the moon
We're never gonna leave
We're never gonna stay
I'm never gonna hear the words
You're never gonna say
Open up your eyes boy
Try to see the light boy
My mistake is not my judgment day
Fine art hanging on these walls
Antiques and expensive china dolls
I think I know what it's all worth
I feel older than I am
Too young to give up
Too big to fit my world in this red plastic cup
I think I know what it's all worth
We're never gonna leave
We're never gonna stay
I'm never gonna hear the words
You're never gonna say
Open up your eyes boy
Try to see the light boy
My mistake is not my judgment day
My faith is beginning to break
This medicine just won't take
Life in this family tree gets hard
We swing our bats for the fences
We draw our guns too soon
Teach our lessons and we howl at the moon
We're never gonna leave
We're never gonna stay
I'm never gonna hear the words
You're never gonna say
Open up your eyes boy
Try to see the light boy
My mistake is not my judgment day
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Elliot Randall & The Deadmen San Francisco, California
"Brilliant Americana featuring soulful, angsty singing over music that straddles country and rock with style and flair." --San Francisco Examiner
Caffeine & Gasoline - #33 on the Americana Music Association's Top 100 of 2010
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