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You’re hiding out in the openThere’s so much said in deeds unspokenAnd I know you, and your inflectionsEyes aflutter, laughing stutterI was walkingYou were talkingAnd you were holding the keyI was walkingYou were talkingAnd you were holding the keyThe …

You’re hiding out in the openThere’s so much said in deeds unspokenAnd I know you, and your inflectionsEyes aflutter, laughing stutter I was walkingYou were talkingAnd you were holding the keyI was walkingYou were talkingAnd you were holding the keyThe skeleton key to me You told me you want to

Where’re you gonna’ start?When’re you gonna’ get up?How did you get home last night?Well you can’t remember namesYou can’t remember facesYou can’t remember promises you brokeYou don’t know what you’re doingYou don’t know where to begin timeTime to find…

Where’re you gonna’ start?When’re you gonna’ get up?How did you get home last night?Well you can’t remember namesYou can’t remember facesYou can’t remember promises you broke You don’t know what you’re doingYou don’t know where to begin timeTime to find your own lineYour Greenwich Well it’s time to sit up

Things aren’t always as they seemLives ripped apart tend to leaveJagged edgesBetter tread carefullyShe’s not quite the womanYou knew back whenYour naivety made you creativeDon’t forget how I was helpless when I fell out from under your wingUsed to tell you how you seemed to be an angel to meNow

Things aren’t always as they seemLives ripped apart tend to leaveJagged edgesBetter tread carefullyShe’s not quite the womanYou knew back whenYour naivety made you creativeDon’t forget howI was helpless when I fell out from under your wingUsed to tell …

Papa Got Hisself a Job Come around kids, listen up good(Papa’s got hisself a job)I’ll take you to the movies, Christ we’ll go to the moon(Papa’s got hisself a job)So scuff them shoes, g’head and lose that toy(Papa’s got hisself a job)Don’t matter a whit what you done broke‘Cause now

Papa Got Hisself a Job

Come around kids, listen up good
(Papa’s got hisself a job)
I’ll take you to the movies, Christ we’ll go to the moon
(Papa’s got hisself a job)
So scuff them shoes, g’head and lose that toy
(Papa’s got hisself a job)
Don’t matter a whit what you done broke
‘Cause now papa’s got hisself a job

Papa’s got hisself a job, whoa
Papa’s got hisself a job
Sit up straight, and stiffen your jaw
Your papa’s got hisself a job

I know we ain’t lived near as sweet as your friends
(Papa’s been “between jobs”)
I know you’ve been dressed in them duds second-hand
(Papa was between jobs)
But I’m gonna work hard, I’ll work for the man
(Papa’s got to keep this job)
I’ll open an account for your educatin’
Sure hope I don’t get laid-off

Papa’s got hisself a job, whoa
Papa’s got hisself a job
Sit up straight, and stiffen your jaw
Your papa’s got hisself a job

Kids like you don’t fall from the sky
Kids like you fill your daddy with pride
You’ve gone without but you’ve smiled throughout
You’ll be proud of Daddy too, have no doubt

Remember that day I brought you to my office, son?
(Papa’s old job)
I showed you the view in the morning sun
(Papa had a real sweet job)
When you asked to go back, my face just dropped
(Papa’d lost his sweet, sweet job)
Well now grab your coat, ‘cause I’ll tell you what
Your Papa’s got a new job

Papa’s got hisself a job, whoa
Papa’s got a brand new job
Sit up straight, and stiffen your jaw
Your papa’s got hisself a job

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Elizabeth listen to the live Randboro demo Her daddy always told herIf she was good, she’d do no wrongNow somebody’s sold herOn some cheap line from some cheap song She ain’t nobody’s fool, she don’t like the term “girl”Everybody’s over-protective in her worldShe’s well aware of what’s bad for her,

Elizabethlisten to the live Randboro demoHer daddy always told herIf she was good, she’d do no wrongNow somebody’s sold herOn some cheap line from some cheap songShe ain’t nobody’s fool, she don’t like the term “girl”Everybody’s over-protective in her …

Messing aroundDigging up tarpitsAnd we’ll burn it all away Mining that goldExporting asbestosTrade the future for today We don’t know whyBut I’ve got a feelingIt could be a long timeBefore we start the healing Frack that shaleStrip that mountainExtract it all away Drain all brainsWith the freshwaterRape the future for