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Amputate - Skinny Puppy

"No more escaping Overcast Go past No money No money Tragic derelict cornered watches over Down the street junkie sits holds a gun ??? waiting for a fix Light strikes on a bar Derelict turns vigilante"

Sunday Drive - Alabama

"Well this ain't No Sunday drive Got the tach Redlined Throttle opened wide (Gentlemen start your engines) Got all new Diagnostic-tuned Polished, shined Lookin' like new This car will blow Your mind And"

Skeletons - Real Friends

"I won't forget when I couldn't go to bed with the lights off When I heard that voice call me in for the night I remember when love was just a word and not a fight All I had to worry about were broken bones"

Everything's Comin' Up Roses - Nanci Griffith

"(Nanci Griffith - Matthew Ryan) This life is filled with wonder This life is full of days not spent Oh I cannot help but ponder What relevance that lends Chorus Oh but everything is comin' up roses And"

Walkin'like Brando - Royal Crown Revue

"Day breaks Slate drops Check your hardest stare Hands in pockets, shoulders up Walkin' like Brando into the sun First Drag On the Blacktop Eyes shift side to side Wanna play chicken, I know that song Walkin'"

Vulnerability - Operation Ivy

"I saw this guy go down Wasn't time for fear Before his body hit the ground. (Chorus) Our vulnerability is all our insensitivity Car that hit him pull to a stop. Driver hid the bottles He anticipated cops. (Chorus) Crowd"

Side With The Seeds - Wilco

"The tires tar black Where the blacktop cracks Weeds popped through Dark green enough to be blue When the mysteries we believe in Aren't dreamed enough to be true Some side with the leaves Some side with"

Novacane - Beck

"Keep on trucking' like a novacane hurricane Blowing static on the paranoid short-wave Short fuse, got to dismantle Code red: what's your handle? Mission incredible undercover convoy Full-tilt chromosome"

Wood Grain (Interlude) - Da Backwudz

"The sun is setting On days of old I can't imagine Not having them to hold It hurts me deeply To let this gooooooooo My cards are played now No time to follllllld From red dirt roads to the concrete"

Mad Max Was An Amateur - Ghost

"Raise up the anchors and seal up the cracks Self hate and microphones, we'll re-trace the maps A beat up guitar and an amp I got for free I compile blurred still frames from the blacktop seas Weary bodies"

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