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Dear L
02:40
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Dear L, I just don't know what to say
Dear L, I bet you wouldn't even listen to me, anyway
Dear L, I know I let you down
Dear L...
Dear L, you were always more grown up
Dear L, I'd like to think I wasn't even good enough
Dear L, it's such a hollow sound
Dear L...
Well, people do and people say
But somehow I'm not sure
How we ended up this way
Yeah, I'm so immature
Dear L, do you recognize this song?
Dear L, I didn't mean to take so long
Dear L, I know I let you down
Dear L...
Dear L, do you remember where we were?
Dear L, well I only just now heard
Dear L, you were such a lovely girl
Dear L...
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Code and Co-host
03:44
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The day is lost so I’ve been told, a hardware issue
Let’s break it down and start again with bones, blood, and tissue
With bones, blood, and tissue
These silhouettes, they hold like stains of hindsight heroes
It seems we’ve tried to read between the ones and the zeros
Between the code and the co-host
Put down the weight, please
Let these strangled wires run the playfield
Checkered maps and swollen doors, proud-eyed and blinded
Little men drawn in ranks and torn into fragements
Still in time, pulled by some magnet
Put down the weight, please
Let these strangled wires run the playfield
What pulls me awake the most
And runs the length of all my dreams
Well it’s not so much the ghosts
As it is the machine
Put down the weight, please
Let these strangled wires run the playfield
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I never met her
Never put two words together
But I reckon she's an easy climb
I guess I'd let her underestimate the whether
Baby'd let me color under her lines
Upon my descent I would express a certain shuffle
When her stockings ain't no struggle by the way
We'd spend the evening with some good clean heavy breathing
And not an awful lot to say
Pillow battles until early in the morning
Casting dirty silhouettes behind the blinds
No sense pretending like you don't know how it happens
Since this is how it happens every time
Her majesty's a pretty nice girl
But I reckon she's an easy climb
Yes I reckon she's an easy climb
I believe we'd have a very fine time
Yes I reckon she's an easy climb
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High Wire
04:05
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Held up by cold men and hard stares, nothing much to lose
Carried in a clap of thunder
Lessons learned from second hand shoes
Hearts and clubs alike, living through the night
Dealt in and dealt with by two hands, pistons cheating fire
Circling only feigning weakness
Tightening that gray high wire
More than man are we, working toward disease
I thought you outpaced it
That cheap whiskey call
Glory days held up in your high beams
Casting your rise and fall
Here now your players grow restless
One by one they’ll take their cues
Testing hands to see who flinches
Bridging stories born of other tunes
Spotlight on the scene, silence in the wings
I thought you outpaced it
That cheap whiskey call
Glory days held up in your high beams
Casting your rise and fall
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Cake and Circus
02:45
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Lately, I've had enough of cake and circus
And maybe the old diversion's really worthless
So save me from all your heavy-handed talk
If it's just the same, I'd rather walk
I do admit that I have always been quite taken with it
If you'll permit, I would suggest that you relate a minute
When you were little, did you never have to share your toys?
Such spoiled silly boys
No one ever deserves what they've been given
How come we can be punished just for living?
Such fun -- if there's a switch just turn me off
I would perish at the thought
There's only so much you can blame on motivation
No one is asking to be born at lower station
Are you so certain your position has to do with your smarts
Or did you get a better start?
Where's your challenge?
Where's this mountain that you're seeking?
It's no secret you were born too big to fail
Not quite doubting, but it sounds a bit too easy
Honestly, do you see level scales?
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House Rules
05:05
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It just seems rude, left to myself
This box of rust and bits of you
These spaces that are left, bowing to time and its theft
It just seems rude, oh me and you
Some simple odds, a tease and a quip
But now the dealer shifts all the house rules
And our wrists have all gone limp, and his card he refuses to flip
It just seems rude, oh me and you
Are there ears in the aether
Can you hear this short refrain?
A desperate scamble of words
Much less than I know you deserve
It just seems rude, oh me and you
And so it goes, or so it’s gone
This carousel won’t be bothered
Though it sometimes feels it’s done, but in truth it goes on and on
it just seems rude, oh me and you
Are there ears in the aether
Can you hear this short refrain?
A desperate scamble of words
Much less than I know you deserve
It just seems rude, oh me and you
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Small Time Napoleon Louisville, Kentucky
Small Time Napoleon has been described as “a mad science blend of western swing, hot jazz, and folk” by Insider Louisville’s Kyle Ware. Their live shows are intimate and natural while remaining energetic. Their combination of swing-era influence with modern inclinations has driven them to a sound and style that is both new and old and wholly their own. ... more
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