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American Song
All Things for a Reason
Crazy Town
The Place
Nameless Strangers
Eve of Destruction
Drained
When Will I Learn
Think I'm in Love
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It's a pretty city from across the river
Like a fantasy castle in a fairy tale
It's a paradox a Pandora's box
That hides the lust and the love and the lies and the blood and the Grail
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And a single white female seeks anyone
A single white female seeks anyone in this runaway town
Well, the young girls and the old women clock in at 7:30
Dressed up in their sunrise blues and pinks
Through the diesel dust blows morning trains
And the perfume from the factories
And on a quiet day you can almost hear the chains
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The bald head kid draws images for change upon the sidewalk
And by noon there's people filling up the street
But the artifact is camouflaged and the kids get shown no quarter
And his masterpiece lies underneath there feet
While the army of salvation pitches pennies for her soul
And she can see with her eyes closed just where this is going
It seems like all our days are numbered and all our lives are old
Sometimes it's hard to feel anything worth showing
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She don't care if it's another woman
She don't care if it's another man
She don't care where their going
She don't care where they've been
She's just looking for love and original sincerity
She sits up real late in her guilty cage
Spends a lot of time alone with the radio
Thinks about the girls on MTV
Yeah, she's made her bed and she sleeps in it
With anyone she wants to
With only herself to blame herself to please
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Well, she walks alone with the factory girls
The exodus of Friday
Dressed down in their sunset blues and pinks
She stumbles across the train tracks runs across the highway
And goes out to the bars to flirt and drink
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© Words and music by Will Hoppey
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Crazy Johnny was a problem child
A little weird and a little wild
But the babes would melt whenever he smiled
And god could he sling that guitar
Sad eyed Bonnie was a Hollywood girl
She spent all her nights in her own little world
Cruising the clubs and diving for pearls
Bonnie was the queen of the bars
They met on a bus from Monterey
Got laid in the bathroom most of the way
He got off in Ventura
She stayed on to LA
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But it's alright if it's only one night long
It's just an illusion
It's just an American song
Nikki came from Ft. Lauderdale
She dropped out of school
It was better than failing
Spring break was over and Nikki was ailing
And looking for something new
Lazzlo, he was a long haul trucker
A lot of people said he was a mother fucker
But for a pretty face he was a real sucker
And I think maybe Nikki knew too
She thumbed him down on 95
Laz figured she'd be a pretty good ride
She dumped him in Houston
The only thing hurt was his pride
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So don't look down when your backs against the wall
If they need to let them fall
Sometimes it's all that you can do
Don't bitch and shout
They'd rather die than live without
Sometimes the shadow of the doubt is all there is to prove
Sunshine came from Telluride
She followed the tour 'til Jerry died
She took a lot of trips
She said she could fly
And who am I to say she couldn't
Bobby, he sold real estate
He wasn't looking for love
He thought it was too late
Pushing hard on sixty
Never found a mate
Thought that he never would
They met in a bar on Delaware Bay
He bought her a drink
She wanted to stay
And as far as I know they're still together today
But it's alright if it takes your whole life long
It's only a story it's just an American song
But it's alright
Sing it to me all night long
It's just an illusion
It's just an American song
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© Words and music by Will Hoppey
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THINGS FOR A REASON
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Can anyone say where you go when you die?
Into the ground or into the sky
Magicians, charlatans, pontiffs, and faith
Maybe you can find you can go any place
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All things for a Reason
All things for a Reason
The truth is illusive, lies never end
History rewinds, and then plays back again
Those we called enemies, now we call friends
And how long it stays that way, that all depends
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I can not tell you, but its been implied
That Brutus and Judas had god on their side
All questions answers in paper and ink
You can lead men to knowledge
But you can't make them think
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A handful of perols, the wisdom we hold
Found in the last twenty decades or so
And how will we use it? For good or for bad?
To save us or screw up the chance that we had?
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I can not tell you, but its been implied
That Brutus and Judas had god on their side
All questions answers in paper and ink
You can lead men to knowledge
But you can't make them think
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© Words and music by Will Hoppey
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She sits in the parking lot stares up at the morning sky
The oil spots look just like melted crayons
She confronts her recollection and in the sky's reflection
She sees every little detail of a life gone wrong
She flips on the radio there's nothing there but static
And some shitty AM station out of Buffalo
She thinks about a boy she knew in someone else's lifetime
One she never took the time to get to know
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In Crazy Town no one hangs around for long
In Crazy Town they hardly make a sound
In Crazy Town little black lies surround you
And no one wants to stay another day in Crazy Town
As the planes take off and land she holds a locket in her hand
Insides a photograph of someone else's lover
In the other is a red balloon and she swears upon the moon
She won't spend another night with him or any other
But they'll talk a little while soon she'll talk him into bed
And she'll go quietly afraid that god might hear her
And for one night her one light is shining like the sun
So bright she's afraid that it might blind her in the mirror
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Harlots on Harleys and dangerous strangers
Chrome horses scream like fallen angels
It's a psychotic circus her favorite playground
But she's afraid of the clowns
She sits out in the long term parking lots have come and gone
For a year she's had a ticket in her purse
She's tried so hard for so long that wrong is right and reasons gone
And she starts to think it can't get any worse
And if she take just one more ride maybe deep inside she'll find
What she's looking for is right around the corner
She lets go of her red balloon and swears that someday soon she'll try to leave again
But you know I tried to warn her
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© Words and music by Will Hoppey
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Everybody's asking questions
No one knows the truth
Everybody's got religion
They all swear they got the proof
Don't need to be no inquisitions
Don't want to be in that position
Everybody's going no where
They all gotta be there yesterday
They can't see no tomorrow
They can't even see today
But we all got to take a stab
To see just what we can grab
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I need a place sometimes
Everybody needs a place
I need a place to find
Some peace of mind
Everybody's cutting corners
Trying to get there slice of life
You stare in strange amazement
As they slash each other with the knife
They can't even lick their fingers
Cause they're always in the pie
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They can't even lick their fingers
Cause they're always in the pie
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Sunday sit in silence
Monday says it all
Friday screams for freedom
Cut the chains and have a ball
With their attitudes adjustified
Everyone is Saturday's child
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© Words and music by Will Hoppey
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The sun makes its exit from the city sky
Starscraper buildings start to come to life
The hour of rush is over the night settles in
I hear my footsteps down this empty street
I feel the rhythm of my own heart beat
From the darkness a saxophone comes crying
I'm a nameless stranger in a smoky bar
Faceless shadows wonder who you are
Out there the midnight trains are rolling
The neon smiles from above the door
Ladies of the night dance on a sticky floor
The jukebox in the corner plays a song I hate
I'm not thinking about the things you said
I won't cry about our empty bed
And when I heard the door slam my heart didn't break
I'm a nameless stranger in a smoky bar
A faceless shadow to hide the scares
And that midnight train, where the hell's it going?
Hello honey are you glad I called?
You know this being single ain't too bad at all
But if you'd like to try again
I guess I could think it over
Really babe I'm just doing fine
But please tell the kids that there dad said "hi"
Maybe Sunday we could take them to the park
The bloodshot sun cuts into the night
Car horns blow the city comes to life
I only had a few guess I'm just a little tired
I grab my jacket and I head up town
That same old feeling starts to creep around
This time though the neon lights are laughing
I'm a nameless stranger in a smoky bar
A faceless shadow wondering where you are
And out there the morning trains are rolling
Yeah there rolling, where are they going, where am I going?
Words c. 1987 W. Hoppey & F.
Herman Music c. 1987 W. Hoppey
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You caught the wind and fed the fire in my eyes
Then you laid me on the altar of your lies
Just tell me one more time before I turn away
Maybe I'll believe you're wanting me to stay
Into the darkness you led me by the hand
In the shadows you said I was your only man
I thought that maybe you were looking for my soul
Now I find you were just looking for control
Now I see it wasn't anything
Now I see you don't mean anything
Now I'm finally seeing everything
I'm seeing everything but light
Strange addiction to the stories that you tell
One more conviction and I'm sentenced to this hell
And if I'm guilty have I lost my innocence
Or am I using the insanity defense
Cause now I say it wasn't anything
Now I say you don't mean anything
When once I thought you were everything
I thought you held the light
Now I'm standing with my back against the past
Far away from all the shadows that you cast
Sacrifice another fool into your night
Hear me laughing as I dance into the light
Cause now I know it wasn't anything
Now I know you don't mean anything
And it's been too much of everything
Too much of everything but light
© Words and music by Paul Lumbag "Featherwolf"
WHEN WILL I LEARN
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Everywhere that I turn
She will be haunting me
When will I see, when will I learn
She turned away from wanting me
She's running free, like a bird
Living her fantasy
So I've heard but not seen
She's free to run without me
Everywhere that I go
She is following
How does it feel, how should I know
I can't really feel a thing
She's broken free, free from me
Cut away all the strings
Cut them clean, I can't seem
To break free of her sting
I go, I go
Where will I turn?
I know, I know
When will I learn
Everywhere that I turn
She will be haunting me
When will I see, when will I learn
She turned away from wanting me
She's broken free, free from me
Cut away all the strings
Cut them clean, I can't seem
To break free of her sting
© Words and Music by Steven "Fig" Belfiglio
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Lately it's strange, I'm not myself
I feel new, like I was somebody else
As good as gold, wanna share the wealth
What could it mean?
I go places I never could
I do things I never thought I would again
Guess it's a bad sign, I feel so good again
What could it mean?
I think I'm in love, what can I be thinking of
I think I'm in love, somebody stop me
I think I'm in love, what can I be thinking of
I think I'm in love, how did this happen
I can't think, I think too deep
I can't dream, 'cause you fill my sleep
I can't work, don't want to eat
What could it mean?
This ain't like those kiss and tells
The bitter suites in the lonely hotels
It feels like heaven, aw what the hell
What could it mean?
I think I'm in love, what can I be thinking of
I think I'm in love, somebody slap me
I think I'm in love, how did this happen
I think I'm in love, there must be a hole in my wall
I think I'm in love, what can I be thinking of
I think I'm in love, how did this happen
I think I'm in love, there must be a hole in my wall
I think I'm in love, oh god, what next now
© Words and music by Will Hoppey
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