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Running Boy
07:01
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Running Boy (Perry McDonald and Dennis Preston)
Perry McDonald: Acoustic and electric guitars and Banjo
Dennis Preston: Acoustic and electric guitars, Bass and Mayhem
Frank Thomas: Upright Bass
John Overholt: Electric guitar
Bruce Cotter: Drums
Eric Blades: Strings
This is an instrumental song.
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Posthole
04:40
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Posthole (Perry McDonald)
Perry McDonald Acoustic guitar, Banjo and Vocals
Dennis Preston: Mandolin
Frank Thomas: Upright Bass
Bruce Cotter: Drums
John Overholt: Electric Guitar
Eric Blades: Strings
Well I'm living in a posthole and I have post nasal drip
But I'm slipping out the back door and the landlady throws a fit
She used to be my best friend, now she don't know what to make of it
I think it's cause I'm living in a posthole, no that ain't it
Well my best friend Booger says that I aught to go and get a job
I could get some wheels then like a Porsche or a Saab
Well I went down to the loading docks, but it's all controlled by the mob
You can't get there from a posthole, so I guess I'll be a slob
I was laying on my back pain, blowing up hot air balloons
I was thinking about the big game, when I came off as a big buffoon
All the people on the goal line knew that I was just passing through
When I let go of those hot balloons, Well I guess I'd better get back to the tune
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3. |
Zeppy The Chimp
04:07
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Zeppy The Chimp (Dennis Preston)
Dennis Preston: Acoustic and electric guitars, Mandolin and Bass
Perry McDonald: Drums
Bruce Cotter: Percussion
Eric Blades: Strings
This is an instrumental song.
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4. |
I Belong To Me
06:17
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I Belong To Me (John Overholt and Perry McDonald)
John Overholt: Electric guitar and Vocals
Perry McDonald: Electric guitar, Drums and Backing vocals
Dennis Preston: Bass
Nicole Good: Vocals
Eric Blades: Strings
All of my life I've not been alone
Since I was younger and now that I've grown
People let me be, people set me free
People can't you see, I belong to me
Why can't we step back for awhile
Can we look back for awhile
Can we step back to see why you're not in love with me?
Why can't we step back for awhile
Can we look back for awhile
Can we step back to see why you're not in love with me?
Where am I going, what can I do?
Now that it's over and I don't love you
People let me be, people set me free
People can't you see, I belong to me
Why can't we step back for awhile (Don't fear)
Can we look back for awhile (My love)
Can we step back to see (Come back)
Why you're not in love with me? (To me)
Why can't we step back for awhile (Don't fear)
Can we look back for awhile (My love)
Can we step back to see (Come back)
Why you're not in love with me? (To me)
All of my life I've not been alone
Since I was younger and now that I've grown
People let me be, people set me free
People can't you see, I belong to me
Why can't we step back for awhile (Don't fear)
Can we look back for awhile (My love)
Can we step back to see (Come back)
Why you're not in love with me? (To me)
Why can't we step back for awhile (Don't fear)
Can we look back for awhile (My love)
Can we step back to see (Come back)
Why you're not in love with me? (To me)
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5. |
No Burgers
03:53
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No Burgers (Dennis Preston and Perry McDonald)
Dennis Preston: Electric guitar, Bass and Vocals
Perry McDonald: Drums
Bruce Cotter: Percussion
When I get to town I'm gonna get some burgers
Uh, just my luck, I've only got a dime
Think I'll call my friends and hang out by the K-Mart
Play some air guitar, it will be so fine!
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Downpour
04:18
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Downpour (Eric Blades and Perry McDonald)
Perry McDonald: Acoustic and electric guitars, Bass, Drums and Vocals
Dennis Preston: Electric guitar
Nicole Good: Vocals
It was a message from you that looked for me today
It was the promise of you that brought me all this way
And a glimpse of you just filled me with your love
But a drop of rain came and just tapped me from above
It's in closeness to you that I feel so alone
I reach for your hand and all you say is hello
And a gust of wind just blew out the light
And a look from you just told me it was night
It's so dark now, I have to go back alone
It's difficult to see, but the path is now shown
And I look back to you, but you're already gone
And now apart from you I feel so alone
It was a downpour that fell today upon us
A drowning of love, hope and promise
And you left me alone in this cold cold rain
We're caught in this wind and rain that haunts us
A recipe of love and loss
And angst and sadness
And oh, don't leave me alone in this cold cold rain
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7. |
Still
07:05
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Still (Perry McDonald and Dennis Preston)
Perry McDonald: Acoustic guitar and Banjo
Dennis Preston: Mandolin and Backing vocals
Frank Thomas: Upright bass
Nicole Good: Vocals
Eric Blades: Strings
The wolves are on the front lawn
The house is burning down
Out here between nothing and nowhere
At the edge of Shaky Town
Still we ride on as though nothing's in the way
Anger is living in your eyes
Trouble's dripping from your smile
You're even tripping over your own lies
I can't trust you by a mile
Still we stride on with your hand in my hand
You say right is wrong and wrong is right
As you play me for the fool
It's not revealing when it's blinding light
And I'm forced to dance to your rules
Oh but still it's right on, with your gun in my back
But still it's right on, with your gun in my back...
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8. |
Hang Out With Neil Young
06:33
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Hang Out With Neil Young (Dennis Preston)
Dennis Preston: Acoustic guitar, Bass and Vocals
Perry McDonald: Acoustic guitar, Banjo, Drums and Harmonica
Bob Freeman: Harmonica (Later in the song)
Nicole Good: Backing vocals
I want to hang out with Neil Young
I don't know, maybe it could be fun
I want to find out what makes him tick
And maybe learn a good guitar lick
Hey there Neil, what do you say?
Do you think we can make it a day?
Just you and me, hanging around
Out in the country or we can go downtown
What kind of sense of humor do you have?
And are your moods mostly good or bad?
You know sometimes when I hear your songs
I get inspired and start singing along
I want to hang out with Neil Young
And learn some songs that he wrote and sung
I'd be satisfied with a one day endeavor
We won't be spending time together forever
I want to hang out with Neil Young
I don't know, maybe it could be fun
I want to find out what makes him tick
And maybe learn a good guitar lick
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9. |
Dive Right Into It
04:46
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Dive Right Into It (Perry McDonald)
Perry McDonald: Acoustic guitar, Drums and Banjo
Dennis Preston: Bass and Mandolin
Bruce Cotter: Drums
Nicole Good: Vocals
Now that your path has come to a crossing
Are you happy? Have you lived?
When day is done and you remember the things you've done
Are you glad to be alive? Can you say that you
Dive right into it
Live your own life
Make the best of it
Fill it with love
If you're looking for love, it must come from inside
Don't depend on other, don't play those games
You could look anywhere, but you might never find it
The love of your life has been waiting outside your heart
Dive right into it
Live your own life
Make the best of it
Fill it with love
Dive right into it
Live your own life
Make the best of it
Fill it with love
You can have love, you can have it in fullness
The way is inside you, open your heart
Take off the mask that hides your feelings
Take a new stand, live the good life
Dive right into it
Live your own life
Make the best of it
Fill it with love
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10. |
Meatball Blues
06:00
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Meatball Blues (Perry McDonald)
Perry McDonald: Acoustic guitar, Bass, Drums, Banjo and Vocals
Dennis Preston: Electric guitar, Mandolin and Keyboards
I was in a restaurant and I said
"Hey waiter, do you know where I might get some good lunch?"
I asked for the seizure salad, but I settled for a kidney punch
And he said "I've got the meatball blues"
Well the manager ordered from Sysco,
The head cook then called them up too
The order was doubled, then tripled, now they don't know what to do
And they've got, they've got the meatball blues, yes they do
Well I started to worry about this man's spiritual condition
But I had no ideas at all
He just looked at me children with total exasperation and said
"I've got 600 cans of meatballs!"
And I've got, I've got the meatball blues
You'd best believe it
Could we like, throw some spaghetti on here or something?
I got meatballs all stacked in the kitchen
I got meatballs all stacked in the hall
I'm caught up in total frustration
I just can't make sense of it all
And I've got, I've got the meatball blues
Oh yes I do, oh yes I do, oh yes I do...
Well now, you could just smirk and shrug the whole thing off
You could leave and be on your way
But you know children even way off in the distance
I could still hear him cry and say
I've got the meatball blues
Oh, you know I do
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11. |
No Way, Jose'
08:59
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No Way, Jose' (Dennis Preston)
Dennis Preston: Electric guitar, Bass, Organ and Backing vocals
Perry McDonald: Drums and Vocals
John Overholt: Electric guitar (Later in the song)
There's this guy I know, who's name is Jose
He's not from here, He's from San Jose
He's got the kind of looks that could kill a dead cat
Burn the toast and make your bike tires flat
Jose' don't tell the truth, only tall tales
All about those killer mushrooms and sun glassed whales
And about the time that he traveled back in time
And taught the elder Incas how to rap and rhyme
No way, Jose'
No way, Jose'
He battled bearded turtles with their pink crossbows
And drank up half the Amazon through a garden hose
Accidently pulled the plug and sunk Atlantis
Drowning muscled wimps, gangster chimps and office temps
No way, Jose'
No way, Jose'
He roped a Trihorn at the dragon rodeo
Then he grilled it up on top of a volcano
Yeah this guy I know, his name is Jose'
He can't tell the truth, don't believe what he says
No way, Jose'
No way, Jose'
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12. |
Maybe (Bonus Track)
04:08
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Maybe (Dennis Preston)
Dennis Preston: Electric guitars, Bass and Backing vocals.
Perry McDonald: Drums and Backing vocals.
John Overholt: Lead guitar and lead vocal.
The glare I see in your eyes just rips my heart to shreds
Your words, they slice and dice
Too fast for me to duck my head
Remember when we had it good?
No words were needed, we just understood
What happened to those days, do you know?
We were cruising and then, no go
Well I guess it's best that I'd be moving on
There's no sense in hangin' round
Looks like my future doesn't include you
That is unless you want to start anew ... maybe
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On My Way Down (Perry McDonald and Dennis Preston)
Perry McDonald: Electric guitar, Drums and Vocals
Dennis Preston: Electric guitars, Bass and Keyboard
Bruce Cotter: Drums
Charity West: Organ
I have been cheated, I've been mistreated
I've been misleaded and I've been defeated
Dark clouds on the horizon and I know I'm on my way down
I'm losing hope, I can not cope
Soon I'll be reaching the end of my rope
Tears and rain start to flow and I know I'm on my way down
I paid for that ticket, I climb the steps
I got no idea what happens next
As the darkness spirals in and I know I'm on my way down
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Hoontay (Bonus Track)
02:33
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Hoontay (Dennis Preston)
Dennis Preston: Guitars, Lap Steel Guitar, Bass, Mandolin, Vocals and Backing Vocals
Perry McDonald Bass Drum, Tambourine and Backing vocals
Here's a happy little song, Hoontay
It ain't too short, it ain't too long, Hoontay
This one goes out to Dave, Hoontay
It ain't Punk Rock, it ain't New Wave, Hoontay
I'm as happy as a little toad, Hoontay
I got no worries, I got no load, Hoontay
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Powerline (Bonus Track)
04:59
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Powerline (Perry McDonald)
Perry McDonald: Guitar, Drums and vocals
Dennis Preston: Electric Guitar, Bass, Mandolin and Backing Vocals
We rode our bikes down that power line trail
That ran down behind our neighborhood streets
Those trails led us down and out of the rural side of town
To the lifeline of friends we surely would meet, in the city
In my home town
There was trouble to be found even when you didn't look for it
Sometimes it just seems to chase you down
We would stand our ground if we couldn't run away
When we rode our bikes downtown on the power line to the city
In my home town
There's something I, there's something I left
There's something I, there's something I left
There's something I, there's something I left
There's something I, there's something I left
When we hit our teens, we headed into town in a blaze of glory
We left those old power line trails for the streets
In our parent's cars, fueled by the feeling of freedom finally
We cruised down the gut and turned on the radio and listened to the beat
In my home town
There's something I, there's something I left
There's something I, there's something I left
There's something I, there's something I left
There's something I, there's something I left
In my home town
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