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Cinnamon Town
06:14
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Dragging in the streets for money
Going around to the watershed
Taking stock of things in this world
Taking out the trash again
And dreaming on an island in the sun
Plans and California come undone
Street signs are lighted up brightly
On a trip to the store at night
Carry on and button your coat now
The weatherman just changed his mind
While dreaming on an island in the sun
Plans and California come undone
And if you can't catch up to that star
She'll be waiting in the backyard
Just a short drive over to the cinnamon town
That takes you back down
Saving up for a longshot gamble
Raveonettes on the radio
Guess again who took those handles
The pump works at the rodeo
Still dreaming on an island in the sun
Plans and California come undone
And if you can't catch up to that star
She'll be waiting in the backyard
Just a short drive over to the cinnamon town
That takes you back down
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She tripped over the lights again. Fantastic
Aunt Joan brought down the Xmas tree again
Eggnog mug rolls sadly across the floor
The lines of the fluid make dad sigh more
She's gonna feel this in the morning
Joanie's been getting to her feet again
Joanie's been drinking since 8am
She's got a peculiar hitch in her giddy-up
She's got a curious bug in her make-up
Dad said Aunt Joan wasn't always like this
Never been the same since she lost Joe
Joe and Joanie, top down, drive down the shore
They'd be crabbing in the bay and then drink down some more
She was always smiling in the morning
Joanie's been crying 'bout her Joe again
She misses sunburn drunk by 10am
She's got a peculiar hitch in her giddy-up
She's got a curious bug in her make-up
She's got Danzig shirts in her chifforobe
She's got questions about your casserole
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Fading light turns into night, the corner shops are closed
You're like an Escher drawing, sitting up while standing down
Stuck in a loop with no known direction
Lying on your back with you baby
Crazy how you always find your way back home
Curled up in a ball inside this television dreamscape
What's true and real and made of gold is gonna break your heart
Stuck in a loop without destination
Carrying on like a handgun
Trying hard to find a way back to the start
Close your eyes and wave goodbye
And dance tonight
We're just a flash of light
Tomorrow never gets here anyway
Lost along the way in this companionship and grace
Are time travel magazines all piled around the place
Stuck in a loop without reservation
Going sideways down a staircase in the dark
Close your eyes and wave goodbye
And dance tonight
We're just a flash of light
Tomorrow never gets here anyway
So dance tonight
We're just a flash of light
Tomorrow never gets here anyway
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In a Most Unwelcome Way
03:17
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By god's bones
In a most unwelcome way
His own personal aurora borealis
Is the perfect amount of drunk for a filet 'o fish
A miserable pile of secrets
We write to experience life twice
Let's get drunk and see what we can do
See what we can do with this squeaky toy
A hungry ghost moon and apophenia
Fainting goats and toy boats and sensimilla
We could always negotiate with a wounded bear
It almost makes sense from up here
Hello ladies
In a most unwelcome way
The day Idlewild became JFK
Also coincided when her shaman left town
If craziness is holy
Then I guess we're all the pope
Been so long since we played to two friends
Played to two friends and a hostage bartender
A hungry ghost moon and apophenia
Fainting goats and toy boats and sensimilla
We could always negotiate with a wounded bear
It almost makes sense from up here
If craziness is holy
Then I guess we're all the pope
Been so long since we played to two friends
Played to two friends and a hostage bartender
A hungry ghost moon and apophenia
Fainting goats and toy boats and sensimilla
We could always negotiate with a wounded bear
A hungry ghost moon and apophenia
Fainting goats and toy boats and sensimilla
We could always negotiate with a wounded bear
It almost makes sense from up here
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To Build a Bridge
04:58
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To build a bridge and carry that weight to the other side
A nonstop habit only dies going sideways down
Take it as it comes and goes in stride
To build a bridge and carry that weight to the other side
Bury me in the petals of the roses
We swept outside
Carry me on the shoulders of the giants
That stepped aside
The echoes in the canyon sound so lonesome tonight
Hello, can you hear me? I need to make this right
To build a bridge and carry that weight to the other side
Shadow and ash from the same terra cotta sun
Rapidly descending toward that next divide
To build a bridge and carry that weight to other side
Bury me in the petals of the roses
We swept outside
Carry me on the shoulders of the giants
That stepped aside
The echoes in the canyon sound so lonesome tonight
Hello, can you hear me? I need to make this right
The echoes in the canyon sound so lonesome tonight
Hello, can you hear me? I need to make this right
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You sealed your fate with a deck of cards
I heard all about it through the grapevine, my regards
Used to walk through town with a comb and a blaster
Booming the beat first slow and then faster
You're never coming back
So shimmy don't shake like that
Lock it in right, leave it just where it's at
The cops down here are on the take
So shimmy don't shake, shimmy don't shake like that
There was a lot of bad stuff going down that night
Drugs and fireworks coming from the left and the right
Used to walk through the city with a comb and blaster
Booming the beat first slow and then faster
You're whitewall tires on an old Cadillac
You're never coming back
So shimmy don't shake like that
Lock it in right, leave it just where it's at
The cops down here are on the take
So shimmy don't shake, shimmy don't shake like that
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Running Downhill
04:05
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For a moment, the man of intent
Was a man who didn't know what to do
At his feet, a boy looking up
Hey Dad, what do you think
Drinking after midnight leads to foolhardy acts, ill-advised liaisons, and gambling debts
All that said, all that said
Bogey did his drinking after midnight
Run downhill
You're just another passenger trying to hang on
Run downhill
Come back to yourself, it's OK to feel lost
It's so easy to get so gone
Don't make it hard to say what's wrong
Tying ice skates and sugar spiders
Plumbing's bad, don't pee in the sink
Life becomes easier when you learn to accept all those damn apologies you'll never get
All that said, all that said
Bogey did his drinking after midnight
Run downhill
You're just another passenger trying to hang on
Run downhill
Come back to yourself, it's OK to feel lost
Run downhill
You're just another passenger trying to hang on
Run downhill
Come back to yourself, it's OK to feel lost
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True American Flier
03:19
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The model train you brought me
Didn't fix
You were long gone
I had to figure it out myself
Conductor here
A pine tree there, nice
I guess you would have liked it here
Know you are
Happy there, but still
I needed you through these dark tunnels
When you stole your ghost from me
My escape, S gauge
You became the engineer
Will you find me
We watch these trains for you
They never come
What tripped me up the most, was when
When you stopped
When you stopped being round
You knew you'd never see this town
Traffic lights
A quiet school and a crossing guard
The children waited beside her
Denial is
Such a tranquil place
You see no reason to leave it
When you stole your ghost from me
My escape, S gauge
You became the engineer
Will you find me
The candle and the nightlight
Fight shadows in my room
Your photos are
The most beautiful lies
We watch these trains for you
They never come
What fucked me up the most was
What fucked me up the most was
What fucked me up the most was
What fucked me up the most was
What fucked me up the most was
What fucked me up the most was
What fucked me up the most was when you stopped being around
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9. |
The Good Kind of Lost
04:28
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Like a wave now you're off and you're rolling
Got an aptitude for adventure
Knocking down the parade and perception
That being lost is a bad thing
Stereo, headlights on a cold night
The air's thick and it's hard to see
A sort of bold and Zen acceleration
Taking speed and just doing just fine
Everything is alright
It's a rhinestone life
Everything is alright
It's a rhinestone life
And everything is alright
Walking tall down a hall with dimension
It goes on and on, it doesn't seem to end
Bet the house on divine intervention
You better watch your step or you're gonna get it
This place is really cool and confusing
They make it so you gotta cross the line
Getting dizzy in a live situation
Getting lost and making good time
Everything is alright
It's a rhinestone life
Everything is alright
It's a rhinestone life
And everything is alright
Everything is alright
Alright, alright, alright
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Fondaleros Decatur, Georgia
THE FONDALEROS is the product of two music junkie friends, Van Kapeghian (furiousBall, Camino Sound) and James DuBois, both formerly of 13 Stories and The Palletjacks, reconnecting in 2020 after losing touch for almost a decade.
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