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I was the world's son
But look what it took and look what it done
It took my first born
I was the world's son
I made the ocean small
Through rain and fog I found that shore
Lord knows, I gave my all
I was the world's son
But as it shrank it grew compact
And brought forth the evil that men enact
This was my own damn fault
I was the world's son
This world is so cynical
It's innocence died with my son Charles
So don't looked shocked by what the truth has wrought
I am the world's son
I am this world's son
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Oh, Mary
02:23
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Oh, Mother Mary save me
Oh, Mary save
There's something in the woodshed
Oh, Mary save
What happened to all my friends?
Oh, Mary save
There's something wrong with Father Joe
Oh, Mary save
He killed my friends and this I know
Oh, Mary save
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Rotten Piece of Wood
05:43
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Wish I was better with money and time
Wish I could look you in the eye
And say I don't care and mean it
I just can't believe it...
Wish I was better at getting by
And not just trying to survive
But I've got no balance to speak of
My timing with the rent's a bad punchline
I'm a rotten piece of wood
Light a fire under me
In a rising forest
I'm a fallen tree
Wish I was better at drinking rye
Wish I could say "no" some of the time
And balance my fun and responsibility
Like you always taught me
But I always believed there was truth and lies
And working 9 to 5 was for other guys
I'd never understand and I didn't want to
I still don't want to...
I'm a rotten piece of wood
Light a fire under me
In a rising forest
I'm a fallen tree
I'm a rotten piece of wood
Light a fire under me
Burn away the dead weight
Now I'm a rising tree
and I'll be alright.
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Whispers
02:21
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She told me in whispers as I sought something to say.
Like there's words that could make this okay.
My hands grew sweat as the pretense drained from my face
And the power I was missing could never be replaced
Or put back what they did take
I held her, she shivered. She never let me in again
And we lost what was left of our innocence.
What's wrong with my gender? All we do is take and destroy
Someone tell me what changes from man to boy.
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The Coo Coo Bird
01:57
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Gonna build me a log cabin
In a mountain oh so high
So that I can catch Willie
As he goes passing by
Oh the coo-coo is a pretty bird
She warbles as she cries
But I never heard her holler
Till the first day of July
I played cards in England
I played cards in Spain
I bet you ten dollars
I'll beat you next game
Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds
I know you from old
You robbed my poor pockets
Of my silver and my gold
My horses aint hungry
They won't eat your hay
So I'll push on a little further
and feed them on the way
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Dog's Gonna Howl
03:17
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You're Not Real
02:16
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There's something in the closet, something underneath the bed
Something in the shadows coming for me again
And it says to me "you'll always be alone"
And it says to me "you'll never find a home"
But you're not real
There's bottle caps in the corners of this room
Monuments to late nights and lonely afternoons
And I'm not better than the dust that settles here
on the backs of happiness and lust
But you're not real
There's someone in the corner saying hateful things
But there's no one there to hear them now, though they pushed me to the brink
'Cause a light came in and opened up the world
There's so much out there to see once the darkness is unfurled
'Cause you're not real
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Scoop Trumbull & The Wrong Notes Toronto, Ontario
Scoop Trumbull & The Wrong Notes is a group of friends traveling through the murky waters of old-time music on a raft of punk rock flyers holding a banjo.
Videos: www.youtube.com/user/tytrumbull/videos
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