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Ugly, Stupid, & Unkind
03:06
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I'm ugly stupid and unkind
I'm so glad you cannot hear
the stupid things I say about you in my mind
I'm best left behind
don't let me hold you back
don't let me hold you back
but when you say
please don't go away
I'd give anything to stay
I'm mostly deaf & dumb & blind
I'm so glad I cannot see
the shitty way the stars align
I'm best left behind
don't let me hold you back
don't let me hold you back
but when you say
it's time I went away
I'd give anything to stay
I'm ugly stupid & unkind
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III
01:22
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Well yeah you
Really hurt my feelings but you didn’t break my heart
Part of me always knew you’d do it from the start
Yeah you made me feel like a broken toy but
I think fondly on when you were my boy
We had breakfast in your apartment, Lunch and dinner too. Felt
Like a weighted blanket to be alone with you and I
Hope you’re doing well - you know I’m doing pretty fine and
I’m thinking fondly on when you were still mine
I don’t want you back but I’d Really like an update, how’s your
Dog, how’s your job are you still having Trouble waking up late
I don’t mean to bother you I won’t pester you again but
did you really mean it when you said we could be Friends
Cuz before were were ever lovers I
Thought you were so great Singing songs, helping folks
And standing up to hate and Wherever you may wander where
Ever you may roam, you’ll
Always have a place in my heart and in my home
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Cocaine Blues
04:13
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Cocaine, cocaine, running all around my heart and round my brain
Cocaine, aww that old cocaine
Woke up this morning lord, had a hunger pain but all I want for breakfast is that good cocaine
Cocaine, aww that old cocaine
Come on mama won’t you go downtown, take along a little money, have a look around
Find that man, the man who sells cocaine
Come here mama won’t you come here quick, that old coke’s got me feeling real sick
Cocaine, aww that old cocaine
Get outta here mama, thought ya understood you aint got no connections so yer no damn good
For cocaine
Early one morning i was makin my rounds, met with little sadie and i shot her down
For cocaine, aww that old cocaine
Went right home, went back to bed, stuck that lovin pistol underneath my head
Dreamed about cocaine
Woke up next morning and i grabbed that gun, took a shot of you-know-what and away i run
Cocaine! Aww that old cocaine
Made a pretty good run but I ran too slow, they overtook me down there in orlando
Cocaine, aww that old cocaine
I was laid up in a hot joint, taking those pills, when in walked a sheriff from Jacksonville
Looking for cocaine
He said TC your name’s not lee Brown, you’re the dirty hack who shot poor sadie down
For cocaine
I said yes sir, yes my name is TC, you got no jurisdiction, read that warrant to me
Plus I never did no cocaine
When I was arrested I was dressed in black, they put me on a train and dragged me back
For cocaine, aww that old cocaine
I had no friends would go my bail so they slapped my dried up carcass in the jacksonville jail
For cocaine, aww that old cocaine
99 years underneath that ground, I cant forget the day I shot sadie down for cocaine
Aww that old cocaine
Coke’s for horses, it’s not for men, they’ll tell you it kills you but they wont say when
Cocaine
So listen all yall listen unto me, drink corn whiskey and let that cocaine be
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X Dirty Fingers Florida
gay ass folk punk from the swamps of Central Florida
Taryn (she/her) on guitar and vocals
Ali (he/him) on banjo and vocals
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