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Can't Think Straight
03:43
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Kesey and Keruoac
Set my mind on a different track
William Burroughs Bukowski too
They taught me a thing or two
I could never toe the line
Act like everything is fine
I got a problem with authority
The way they say its supposed to be
I can't think straight and I'm always late
When everyone's on board the wagon
I'm the one who's back there draggin'
I can't think straight
They tried to keep me on a narrow path
But I looked around I did the math
And I just couldn't buy that jive
Cause aint nobody gets out alive
You wanna know what I believe
If you're curious what's wrong with me
It's Dylan, Lennon, and Rimbaud
It's what Hamlet said to Horatio
I can't think straight and I can't relate
To you and all of your pat answers
I guess I'll just take my chances
I can't think straight
I get high, I lay low
Under the radar of the status quo
I tuned in, I dropped out
Don't try to tell me what it's all about
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2. |
I Got Game
03:46
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I Got Game
In the hall of fame
I burn like a flame
When I drive the lane
I can make it rain
I got game
When it comes down to the clutch
I’m the one with the touch
I’m so sharp like a blade
And I won’t fade
I got game
All you home boys in the hood
Can’t touch me
When you get too close
I will drain three
I will take you out
I hope to scream and shout
You will know my name
I got game
If by chance we meet
Don’t step to me
Don’t jump in the fray
You will rue the day
All you cats out on the court
It’s showtime
When I’m deep in the paint
Dropin’ dimes
I will take you out
I hope to scream and shout
You will know my name
I got game
MarkSpangler©2020
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Calabasas
03:47
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Calabasas
Hola vato que paso?
Haven’t seen you here before
Keep this all on the down low
Listen up I’ll tell you the score
You’re just here to cut the grass
Be there at their beck and call
Wash the cars take out the trash
Pretend it doesn’t bother you at all
Don’t speak unless you’re spoken to
If I were you I’d hide that tattoo
Here among the ruling classes
You must accept your circumstances
Don’t show your face
Remember your place
And when the fire comes you pray that it passes
Calabasas
Those famous sisters from TV
Live in that big house on the hill
Sometimes they leave their gated community
Give the tourists a thrill
Don’t speak unless you’re spoken to
If I were you I’d hide that tattoo
Here among the ruling classes
You must accept your circumstances
Don’t show your face
Remember your place
And when the fire comes you pray that it passes
Calabasas
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Carpe Diem Man
03:03
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Carpe Diem Man
Carpe Diem man
Get thee in the van
In the immortal words of Henry Rollins
Time is running out
This is not in doubt
The chance will pass like water from a fountain
Seize the day get going
There’s no way of knowing
The last hour of your restless roaming
It’s time to make your stand
In a rock n roll band
Get on down the road
Carpe Diem man
Mark Spangler©2020
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Mark Spangler Portland, Oregon
Songwriter/guitarist Born: 1952
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 185
Restrictions: B (corrective lenses)
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