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Lyrics:---------------------_________________--------------________________
We roll the windows down,
as the cold air messes up our hair,
And the city lights tell us we are there,
And we look like such a perfect pair,
Tonight.
I watch your hair in the breeze,
As we rehearse our soliloquies,
From poets and writers, and lovers and fighters,
And if I say I love you, will you say the same,
Back to me.
Knock, knock, knockin’ at your door,
Its Six Thirteen in the morning before,
And I just can’t wait to get into the car,
And drive until we can’t drive,
Anymore.
Every time I, see a line I,
Nod my head as we pass it by,
Seasons change and sometimes people too,
But I hope you never do.
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Dance-Off
04:19
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LYRICS_____---------________---------_______
Time circuitry and four wheels a’spinnin’,
One hundred minus twelve is all the miles required.
We get there in a flash, but to our surprise it seems,
That if you eat then you’re fat, when you sing you sound flat,
and that this future is totally expired.
Lies we feed our girls today:
”Better starve until it fits,
or grow some nice tits,
or you’ll never make it in this filthy world.”
~~~Excuse me doctor, would you mind filling me in,
What year did this reality turn into, turn into, something worse,
I’ve gotta’ change things back to the way they were in good ol’ 1955,
When things were simpler, when family dinners were completely unrehearsed.
Television dictates the youth of the ‘two thousands’,
We’re redefining what’s right in the eyes of men.
Why can’t we go back to when the concept of marriage was holy,
Ohh, the fifties, things were so much more clear cut back then.
Laws are being changed today:
”Now it’s okay
to throw a life down the drain,
Because apparently it’s a woman’s right to choose."
~~~
~~~
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3. |
Wheel Chariot
08:07
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(instrumental on this version...have lyrics written but no recorded version...yet to come...be excited!!!)
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4. |
Six Thirteen (version 1)
02:17
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Lyrics---------___________----------_______________
We roll the windows down,
as the cold air messes up our hair,
And the city lights tell us we are there,
And we look like such a perfect pair,
Tonight.
I watch your hair in the breeze,
As we rehearse our soliloquies,
From poets and writers, and lovers and fighters,
And if I say I love you, will you say the same,
Back to me.
Knock, knock, knockin’ at your door,
Its Six Thirteen in the morning before,
And I just can’t wait to get into the car,
And drive until we can’t drive,
Anymore.
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Vic Wolf Vancouver, British Columbia
Bios are cool when the people they are about, are cool..
and when the person/people writing them are
cool,
and when the person that eventually reads it is cool,
then that is pretty cool.
We are musicians, artists, and a bunch of other stuff... the rest is up for debate.
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