LYRICS
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Devil Words: Greg B. Host Melissa Host Music: Greg B. Host Devil Ten lonely miles Devil Failure denial Ridin’ through the desert Canyons choke the highway Drier than a dustbowl Hotter than desire If you bring your dreams there They will be inspected If you say ‘I love you’ You will be infected Devil Ten thousand miles Devil Falling down while… Drivin’ to be someone End up being forgotten Picking fruits of labor Leave them there for rottin’ Feeling ill but well Will anyone remember? When you’re broke and empty May becomes December Devil Ten thousand miles Devil Life is on trial You can go to college Really never learn much Find a little shade You think you can relax Thought you’re goin’ somewhere But you never get there Lookin’ in the mirror But you can’t go back Devil Ten thousand miles Devil Don’t touch that dial Aging but not wiser Changing but not growing Drive for miles and miles Still don’t know where you’re going Reached your destination Happy that you got there Though you can’t admit it You ended up at nowhere Devil Ten million miles Devil Failure denial
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Ode to Missie Caldwell Words
& Music: Melissa Host, Greg B Host Oh
No, Oh No, Ooooh No, Oh No Oh,
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Ode to Missy Oh,
Oh Your
hair was kind of long In
your eyes I heard a song You’re
gonna be my-ine OO Promises
you keep Promises
you break You
never outgrow it Ode
to Missy Lipstick,
boots and a bag of rope Makes
you look like You’re
dressed up for the rodeo Xanax
pills and mother’s drugs Wild
Irish Rose So
lets do it again But
that’s where the trouble started I
love you when you’re here I
hate you when you’re GawAwAwAwAwAwwone Oh,
Oh Innocent
but sweet That’s
what you are to me I
was relieved to destroy it Oh,
No CHORUS And
then I settled down I
had to say we’re through But
then I lost some ground I
drank a fifth of you You
had the choice And
so you cut me like a knife You’ve
chosen your own life You’ve
chosen to be…. Free
ain’t always cheap I’m
losin’ weight I’m
losing sleep I’ve
never felt so lonely Pretty
young things Playing
at love I’m
gonna break your heart Black
eyes, big hair and granny boots You’re
goin’ out To
the rock’n’roll show Loveboat,
beer and MTV And
the best red-bud So
let’s do it again But
that’s where the trouble started And
then I settled down I
had to say we’re through But
then I lost some ground I
drank a fifth of you You
had the choice And
so you cut me like a knife You’ve
chosen your own life The
parties never…. Threw
you out the door So
don’t come back here anymore I
can’t believe it was so easy It
was real and pretense Your
hands around my neck You
know I did enjoy it OO Trailer
parks and empty jars I
guess you’re off To
the liquor store Past
due bills and more mother’s pills, DWI Lets
not do this again Cause
that’s where the trouble started Buried
six feet deep No
longer losing sleep I’ve
got a new sensation Oh
no, oh no ode to Missy Caldwell |
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