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Number One
03:30
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If only I was numb
Out of my mind, deaf and dumb
I wouldn't want to choke
I wouldn't even get the joke
You know, the joke that's on us
Discuss
If only I could sleep
A hundred mile deep sleep
I wouldn't care who's side you were on
I'd sleep right through until you were gone
It's not about right, left or long
It's just wrong
So long
If only I couldn't hear you
Or see or be anywhere near you
Or feel you in the air
I wouldn't care that you don't care
And in your stare beware
You're all about number one
You're all about number one
Yeah but you're not number one
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The Last Dirt Road
03:14
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I could walk out here for hours looking for the sun
But he moved to the city, left here at a run
I could walk out here for hours but this place has lost it's charm
And the feds just came around and bought out the last farm
No more snow left on the mountain, melted all away
one road left in the county, one road left to pave
I could walk out here for hours across a fallow field
But these folks already harvested their one last yield
So take my hand darling and walk with me once more
together and remember what we're living for
Take my hand honey and lighten up my load
And walk with me one last time down the last dirt road
We used to drive out here for hours past the family farms
I wish somebody somewhere could have sounded the alarms
Now it's all paved over, we watched our life corrode
So walk with me one last time down the last dirt road
Take my hand darling, walk with me once more
Together and remember what we're living for
Take my hand honey and lighten up my load
and walk with me one last time down the last dirt road
Walk with me one last time down the last dirt road
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What's Wrong?
03:41
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What's wrong? What's going on? Is is something deep inside?
Was it there all along?
I think we all know the answer. We're just too afraid to say what's wrong
What's the need? What does it feed? Is it something that will help?
Will it fix our greed?
I think we all know the answer. We just don't want to say what's wrong
What's really wrong
What should we do? What can be done? Should we stand up and fight,
Or should we cut and run?
And all the whiskey in the world won't save us
We're just gonna have to be courageous
We all know what contaminates us
We're just too ashamed to say
What's wrong! What's really wrong!
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Sing Yeah!
04:31
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Stuck inside surrounded by doubt
You can't find your way out
Can't see the light, it just isn't there
You've taken all you can bear
It's time to sing yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Sing yeah like The Beatles would sing
Stuck in a rut, something holding you back
You can't get back on track
No guiding light to show you the way
Can you make it through the day?
Well you can if you just sing yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah
Sing yeah like The Beatles would sing
Late at night, no one else awake
You can't even sleep it's just too much to take
Morning will come, maybe show you the way
Another chance at a brand new day
The love of your life just walked out the door
You can't take it anymore
Can't move forward, can't stay stuck in the past
But you know that this won't last if you just sing yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Sing yeah like The Beatles would sing
Sing yeah!
Yeah yeah yeah!
Sing yeah like The Beatles would sing
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My Uncle Sam went to Vietnam
He didn't dodge the draft
He didn't learn the art of graft
So who would shame his name
Just for their own fame?
I think that's really lame
Coming from a man who wasn't even there
A man nice and safe in his home
Captain John McCain got shot down in his plane
And I don't understand why you think
He's someone that we should disdain
But still you shame his name
Just for your own gain
I think that's just insane
Coming from a man who wasn't even there
A man nice and safe in his home
According to you the only way to not be a loser
Is to not go serve at all
But when you insult just one war hero
You insult every name on that wall
And you're a man who wasn't even there
A man nice and safe in his home
We know how you like to shoot people down
You like the guys that don't get captured
And they never did capture you somehow
Because you're a man who wasn't even there
A man nice and safe in his home
Well my Uncle Sam
Came home from Vietnam
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Matt Vachon Burlington, Vermont
Guitarist/singer/songwriter from Burlington Vermont. Singer for The Rough Suspects and also plays in Uncle Jimmy, Chin Ho! And Rough Suspects Acoustic
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