1. |
Molecule
02:16
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Molecule, molecule,
they say that we're nothing more than molecules
false or true but
when I'm with you well then
I'm just a happy bunch of
molecules.
Cosmic dust, Cosmic dust they say that we're nothing more than cosmic dust
I don't know much
but I love you so
take my hand and
we'll touch molecules.
They say that you and I are 93% water
If that's true give me a straw so I can take a sip of you
give me my mask, my fins, my suit I'm diving in to your
Molecule, molecule,
they say that we're nothing more than molecules
false or true but
when I'm see you well then
I see a sexy bunch of
Molecules.
DNA, DNA they say that
we're nothing more than DNA
It;'s in the geneas they say
that might be true
because I like the way you fill those jeans with
molecules
and Cosmic dust
DNA and all that stuff
now, I know it's true
because I love you
so let's get together and swap
molecules
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2. |
Garfunkel
03:41
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You know I'd be glad to be your Garfunkel
or you can play lead guitar
I'll be the drummer
I'll let you have center stage
I'll be the chorus
feeling lucky that you are near us
in the glow of your celebrity
feel the pulling of your gravity
you got me spinning
round round round
round you like a satellite (g-g-g-g-g Garfunkel) (etc...)
spinning round round round
round you like a satellite
oh spinning round round round
round you like a satellite
You can be my Marilyn
I'll be your Joe DiMaggio
you can be Ruth or Aaron
I'll just be Joe DiMaggio
You can be that Coffee Machine
I'll sing your praises on the radio
or TV screen
Sell my pride sell my dignity
drip drip drip dripping in your
gravity.
you got me spinning
round round round
round you like a satellite (g-g-g-g-g Garfunkel) (etc...)
spinning round round round
round you like a satellite
oh spinning round round round
round you like a satellite
You can be the sun
I'll be the planets
Better yet
You can be the sun
I'll be your Haley's Comet
and I will wait 76 years
for a chance to be near
and all those other years
it's clear
I'll be spinning round round round
round you like a satellite (ha ha ha ha)
spinning round round round
round you like a satellite (g-g-g-g-g Garfunkel) (etc...)
oh spinning round round round
round you like a satellite
(g-g-g-g-g Garfunkel) (etc...)
(g-g-g-g-g Garfunkel) (etc...)
fin
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3. |
Bacteria
02:53
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My baby's got bac-
teria
It's just a natural fact
and it wiggles and it jiggles
my baby's bac-
teria
and I like it like that
I like to get up close
to baby's bac-
teria
there's no denying the fact
'cause the only place it grows
is on her fine round posterior
and I like it like that
Yeah my baby's got bac-
teria
back back back back back
Baby's got bac-
teria
back back back back back
B to the A to the C to the Teria
no one gives a damn
what the doctors theories are
baby's blowing up on social media
hashtag trending
#asshysteria
She's gone viral
she's contagious
no one gives a damn about the dangers
spreading like a plague
across the nation
she's infectious
she's outrageous
she's the gluteus and the maximus!
Yeah my baby's got bac-
teria
back back back back back
Baby's got bac-
teria
back back back back back
Now people come from miles
to see my baby's bac-
terias
there's no more hiding the fact
we charge 'em
fifty bucks a head
to see her shake it
in the theater
yeah we like it like that
'cause my baby's got bac-
teria
back back back back back
Baby's got bac-
teria
back back back back back
'cause my baby's got bac-
teria
back back back back back
Baby's got bac-
teria
back back back back back
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4. |
Always on the Road
04:26
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I love you baby
but time is not my friend
Come tomorrow, I'll be on the wind
Hear their hounds now, I fear they're closing in
Maybe someday if I'm lucky
I'll be back again
So take a picture now before i leave
Take this token
was my mamas' rosary
It 'll keep you safe now
this keepsake memory
and when you hold it at night before you o to sllep
you can think of me..
Out there all alone
I'm always on the road
out their all alone
oh, I'm always on the road
but for a minute
with you
I finally found a home
I love you baby but I must confess
I've done some crimes
I haven't paid for yet]
and I loved another
long before we met
and every day
I see her face
I never will forget
Oh and we were in love
in our innocence
and then I lost her to a needle
makes no sense
And I was angry
I took revenge
killed a man
that sold her that
heroin
and left me all alone
I'm always on the road
oh never known
but with you
for moment
I had a home.
(instrumental to fin)
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5. |
Rundown Cowboy
02:51
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I'm Just a Rundown Cowboy
A long Shadow in a sunset town boys
Feeling lower than the dirt
on the over-sized shoes of
a rodeo clown boys
Just a rundown cowboy
ain't got no horse oh
to get around boys
ain't got no gun...
I'm just a rundown cowboy
(yodels)
I was the best
I won the west
but that was then
there's nothing left
but memories
I've been replaced
by men from space
Super HEros
3D games
technology
And I'm a rundown COwboy
I'll take the bus
if you run me out of town boys
I was once so much more
Something children did adore
but now I'm just
a
rundown cowboy
(yodels)
a rundown cowboy
etc. el fin.
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6. |
Blame it on Me
03:36
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Blame it on Me
©2014 jeff rauschl
Every heartache I've known was self inflicted
Every cut down deep to the b one I held the knife
Every tear that left my eyes
I'm the reason why
So if you're looking for blame, I'm the guy
Every crime of passion
you were the victim
And I'm the cause of all your pain and suffering
All your dreams that hit the wall
Well, that could never be your fault
So if you need to place blame I'll take the fall
Blame it on Me
Ohhh Blame it on Me
ohhh just blame it on me
It's okay
to point the finger my way
I mean, just look at you, you're so beautiful
and look at me, it's indisputable
oh that the blame is on me
oh blame it on me
ohhhh just blame it on me
Just blame it on me
if you do it will set you free
and maybe
just once
I can make you happy
Every heartache I've known was self inflicted.
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7. |
You Could Make Me Bacon
02:49
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9. |
Carousel Pony
03:08
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Lyrics
copyright 2013
See my Lacquer how it's cracking
there's a scratch below my eye
look close you'll see graffiti
painted over on my thigh
Once I thought I was a stallion
That's just a dirty lie
I'm just a Carousel Pony on a carnival ride
I'm bobbing up and down for hours
in a stream of consciousness
every day in one direction
every night monotonous
'till till the crowds have left the midway
and they're turning out the lights
'till I'm left alone in darkness
it scares me every time
I'm just a carousel Pony
on a carousel ride
Going round and round in circles
in my carousel life
If I could I'd break away
and gal;lop off into the night
but I'm stuck here like a statue
on this carousel ride.
Once I dreamed i was a coaster with a thrill at every curve
Going faster, more adventure every drop and every turn
Every scream so electric, pulse my heart spark my nerves
but I'm stuck here on this thing maybe this is all I really deserve
(to be a)
carousel Pony
on a carousel ride
Going round and round in circles
in my carousel life
Man I wish I could break away
and gallop off into the night
but I'm just a carousel pony
on a carousel ride
How I wish I was a coaster
Reaching Higher up to god
maybe then he'd hear my prayers
and take me to the great beyond
but till then I keep my faith cause
it's my purpose it's my job
There's a reason I was chosen for the carousel ride
So maybe you could use a ticket
climb on board one more time
Bring the smallest of your children
It's the safest of the rides
lift them up onto my saddle
take a picture
I'M ALIVE!
for a moment so much more
than just a pony
on a carousel ride.
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10. |
Don't Blame the Shooter
04:19
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Jeff Rauschl Green Bay, Wisconsin
I am a singer/songwriter with a catalog of well over 100 songs. I have been writing steadily for over 5 years
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