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Shine On
03:35
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Caramel sky painted across the clouds
Somebody’s strugglin’ but everyone’s allowed
And if you’re going to reach, reach for the stars
Pack yourself a lunch in some antique jars
Celebrate your fears
Celebrate your scars
You’ve earned every one
You’re a shiny old car
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
You got the Mercedes covered up with rust
Champagne fizz from the boom to the bust
From a far away farm to the California gold
Chasing down a dream
You just can’t be sold
Celebrate life
Let it all fall free
Kick off your shoes and wiggle your feet
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
Feel the feel
Taste what's real
Jump in the ocean
And bark like a seal
And if youre gonna reach
Reach for the sky
Smile at a stranger
Let the tears fly
Celebrate peace
Don’t pick fights
Communicate love
Turn on your light
Shine on
Shine on
Shine on
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2. |
Pharmacist
03:49
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I feel so far from me
I could use a pharmacy
And tell me, tell me can you handle this?
Would you be my pharmacist?
I know there’s a hierarchy
But they’d probably fire me
And have you got something for this?
Would you be my pharmacist?
And you can ask me what is the last four of my social number
And you can tell me that my prescription is only for my lower lumbar
And I could ask you if you got something for a chronic emotional thumbler
And could I have your number?
And if we ever broke it off
Even if I had a really bad cough
I would use the drop off slot
No I insist cause you’re my pharmacist
And you can ask me what is the last four of my social number
And you can tell me that my prescription is only for my lower lumbar
And I could ask you if you got something for a chronic emotional thumbler
And could I have your number?
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3. |
Ballin' On a Wednesday
03:30
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Ballin' on a Wednesday
Some would call it hump day
I got a dollar in my pocket
Let's go riding in my rocket
I want to work then play then
Work the next day
Ballin' on a Wednesday
You’ve been working real hard
I’ve been working real harder
You couldn’t be prettier
I couldn’t be smarter
I wanna pick you up
And drive real fast
Let’s hit up that farm
Run to the overpass
Top shelf liquor don’t get you
There quicker
Let’s get set and comfortable
Ballin' on a Wednesday
Some would call it hump day
I got a dollar in my pocket
Let's go riding in my rocket
I want to work then play then
Work the next day
Ballin' on a Wednesday
I got a brother's got a friend whose
Got a brother who’s a cop
We might get pulled over
Don’t mean we gotta stop
I left the dog at the neighbor's
You got a sitter for your kids
I’m the hump day DJ
Playing all your hits
And if you got a quarter
I wanna hear Hey Porter
'Cause Johnny’s got all the Cash
Ballin' on a Wednesday
Some would call it hump day
I got a dollar in my pocket
Lets go riding in my rocket
I want to work then play then
Work the next day
Ballin' on a Wednesday
What’s the use of working
For the weekend
When the weekend ends too quick
By the time I’m through
With lovin’ you
You’re gonna want to call in sick
Ballin' on a Wednesday
Didn’t go to college
Did the school of hard knocks
I’ve been changing tires and
Puttin’ in shots
Sometimes I want to scream
In the middle of the week
It might be Wednesday but
I’m about to peak
I want to get out on the highway
Lookin’ hazed
Watermelon sugar gonna
Take away my pain
I got a full tank of gas
Ready to fly
I’m gonna take you to the top
I’m gonna take you to the sky
Ballin' on a Wednesday
Some would call it hump day
I got a dollar in my pocket
Lets go riding in my rocket
I want to work then play
Then work the next day
Then work the next day
Then work the next day
Ballin' on a Wednesday
TGIW baby
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4. |
Over the Top for You
02:46
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I won’t stop once the
Rubber hits the road
I’m bound for Mexico
Daylight wakes
My sleepy head
Turns the mountains gold
I’ve had one too
Many ties to you
One too many tries for you
Oh, my love
I’d dies for you
And I’m over now
Over the top for you
There’s a snake in the
Middle of the road
Do I swerve to miss?
I can’t shake this
Feeling that I hold
There’s poison in your kiss
I’ve had one too
Many ties to you
One too many tries for you
Oh, my love, I’d dies for you
And I’m over now
Over the top for you
Three more hours
And my heart gets tossed
I could tumble down
Into the rocks
My sleepy eyes
They start to crust
And I’m lost
I behold your shaky soul
Tremblin’ at the core
Your eyes are just like
Dynamite
Still I ask for more
I’ve had one too
Many ties to you
One too many tries for you
Oh, my love,
I’d dies for you
And I’m over now
Over the top for you
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5. |
Windows of Halifax
04:20
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The windows of Halifax
Were shuttered and closed down
It was almost Christmas Eve
It was quiet on the town
There was snow on the streets
Everyone was inside
I look at my tree
And I slowly cry
Well I drove in my car
It was like I was on the moon
I thought of a warmer place
In the middle of June
Sometimes this old snow
Makes me so mad
Sometimes for no reason
I just feel kinda sad
The windows of Halifax tonight
Well the first window says to
The second window
“How come you never open up?”
And the second window says
“I had my heart broke once
Now I just stay closed shut”
Well the first window says
“Maybe you could see some kind of
Counselor or something
Maybe a window washer could
Help you see things more clearly
'Cause I think you’re pretty attractive
But you always have your
Shade pulled down
And the sun can never come in”
Well the second window says
“Frick the sun, guy
The girl I love is back in St. Anthony
In the big old house with
Overgrown weeds
She’s a beautiful window
And I can see all the way through her
To her soul”
“Back in St. Anthony?
Well I was imported from St. John’s
Well the fellow who lives here
He studied chemistry at
Dalhousie University
Truthfully he flunked out
Be he’s still a chemist
Well actually, he’s just a drug dealer
And we got people comin’ in and
Outta the house all night long
But I don't have anyone to talk to
Just bottle caps and cigarette butts
Being flicked my way”
“Dalhousise University you say?
Well the fellow that lives here next door
He studied geography and archaeology
Over in Antiginosh
At St. Francis Xavier University
But he flunked out too
Now the only mountains he sees
Are paper mountains
From his failed thesis
Yeah he’s got some tinfoil trees
A cardboard river
And an ugly, ugly paper mountain
He made out of the drug dealers trash outside”
Sometimes this old snow
Makes me so mad
Sometimes for no reason
I just feel kinda sad
The windows of Halifax tonight
Well the windows of the Maritimes
They’re all tellin’ stories
Of the plentiful days
Of the cod and the glory
Where an explosion that rocked
A French cargo ship
In Dartmouth near the harbor
All the windows got clipped
Well all these windows
They’re all tellin’ stories
Some are so sweet
Some are so gory
There was a murder one night
No one ever speaks of
The windows of Halifax tonight
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6. |
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Come to me in the mornin'
If you’re lonely
Come to me in the evening
If you’re sad
I’ll be your ma, I’ll be your brother
I’ll be glad to be your dad
Come to me in the mornin'
I’ll be your lad
Come to me when your sage lays down a tarot card
The sun is setting and you set your horses free
Doesn’t matter where you're bruised or where you’re scarred
Your secret’s safe with me
Come to me if you’re looking for some action
Come to me if you’re feeling unprepared
I’ll be your shrink, I got a couch
I mean everyone gets scared
Come to me for some action
I’ll be there
Come to me when your cup floweth over
I’ll come over and drink with you
I have never seen a four leaf clover
But I know if something’s true
Come to me in the mornin'
If you’re lonely
Come to me when everything is a sham
There is nothing here to hide
Well I’ll show you everything I am
Come to me in the mornin'
Step inside
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7. |
The Pickup Song
03:21
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Girl if I don’t pick up
It’s cause I’m in my pickup
I did what I could
To be there for you
I thought that you and me
Were dreamin’ of a life for two
The sun was shinin’
And the sky, so blue
You threw it all away
When you made me your fool
So...
Girl if I don’t pick up
It’s cause I’m in my pickup
And I’m on my way to pick up
Somebody else
My heart is always achin’ for love
You’re always fakin’
And I think it’s time you pick up yourself
I’m gonna love somebody else
I could go ahead and beg you
I could tell you what’s at stake
But it ain’t no use at all
All you do is take, take, take
How many fools, how many
Hearts you gonna break?
Thought we were makin’ love
But we were makin’ a mistake
So...
Girl if I don’t pick up
It’s cause I’m in my pickup
And I’m on my way to pick up
Somebody else
My heart is always achin’ for love
You’re always fakin’
And I think it’s time you pick up yourself
I’m gonna love somebody else
You know everybody needs
Someone (sometime)
You’re gonna need a number to call (hotline)
I used to sit by the phone thinking
You’d get some sense
But if you call me up tonight
All you’re gonna get is radio silence
Girl if I don’t pick up
It’s cause I’m in my pickup
And I’m on my way to pick up
Somebody else
My heart is always achin’ for love
You’re always takin’
And I think it’s time you pick up yourself
I’m gonna love somebody else
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8. |
4th of July
03:59
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No I won’t forget the first time that I saw you
You were waving by the screen on the 4th of July
And I marveled what a sight to behold you
And I fell into the spell of your wandering eye
I believe in everything that’s true
I can hear the angels sing for you
All I know is a feeling when it’s right
I’ll meet you out by the fireworks tonight
Well the horses they get spooked by the pounding
And the colors all around us on the 4th of July
My heart's beating fast, now it's sounding
Like the thunder in the clouds when I look in your eyes
I believe in everything that’s true
I can hear the angels sing for you
And all I know is a feeling when it’s right
I’ll meet you out by the fireworks tonight
Well the quilt of life is made of many patches
And the stitches all look seamless on the 4th of July
You spark my heart just like a book of matches
And I love to fall asleep by your heavenly light
I believe in everything that’s true
I can hear the angels sing for you
And all I know is a feeling when it’s right
I’ll meet you out by the fireworks tonight
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9. |
Furthest Star
04:32
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I would like to meet you
At the corner store
The one on the east side
Where the people are poor
No one has to know
It’s our thing
When the cold wind blows
Across the high grey sky
Like an ice cream cone
On an apple pie
We gotta go
Like Uncle Louis Lou-eye
This town is big enough for two
Not big enough for me and you
So I’m gonna go far
To the furthest star
I wanna see if it shines
I wanna trace the lines
Across your face
And never leave this place
Never, never, never
I cried in front of you
In bed the other night
You said come here
Then you held me tight
I never did that before
You said it’d be alright
I believed you then
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10. |
All Things Shine
03:20
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It started out so pleasant at the movies
Everyone was present
The popcorn and the noise
The shooter he was poised
With a mask upon his face
And everyone in place
Like targets they did fall
Screaming in the hall
The world’s stepped over the line
No warning no sign, it’s gonna take some time
But all things shine, all things shine
A man gets on a bus
With a bomb in the vest
He’s in a rush
He says a little prayer
To a god he’s sure is there
The blast, the crash
The fires, the screeching of the tires
The cops all screaming orders
The news trucks and reporters
The world’s stepped over the line
No warning no sign
It’s gonna take some time
But all things shine
All things shine
To talk, to love, to hate
To divide the human race, it’s fate
With religion on our side
And armies we divide
The cycle breaks it all repeats
It gives and takes and cheats
The skies are turning red
We’re walking but we’re dead
The world’s stepped over the line
No warning no sign, it’s gonna take some time
But all things shine, all things shine
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Steve Poltz Nashville, Tennessee
With a cult following that includes fellow musicians, regular folks and festival goers who stumble onto his performances, there’s no common denominator to Steve’s fans. Born in Halifax, Nova Scotia and raised in San Diego, CA Steve toured and recorded with San Diego cult favorites The Rugburns (they still play annual sold-out reunion shows). ... more
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