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Dusk Intro
00:53
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Mark: What's up?
Eric: Hey.
Mark: You ready to do this?
Jon: Uh... do what?
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2. |
Left From Wrong
02:41
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Cranking Sloan on the radio
Until it rattles the plate on the tailgate
Cruise on out to The Silver Ball
You can try to beat my high score
And once you whoop my ass in Galaga
We know it's time to go
I said let's go!
We'll scare them half to life, because death is all they wrote
When they come around, girl, we'll be gone to paint this town up right
You got me going so I don't know left from wrong
You're so out of sight I can't tell sky from ground
You got me going like I don't know left from wrong
You're so out of sight I can't tell sky from ground
So it's off to the show
To hear a couple fools band around on stage
Out at the bar where obscure is cool
As long as you've been seen
These hipster kids, emo teens
Bob their heads and tap their feet
I'll be damned if it's me getting old or the scene
Come on let's go
We'll scare them half to life, because death is all they wrote
When they come around, girl, we'll be gone to paint this town up right
You got me going so I don't know left from wrong
You're so out of sight I can't tell sky from ground
You got me going like I don't know left from wrong
You're so out of sight I can't tell sky from ground
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3. |
Just My Type
04:03
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You, my dear, smell of cheap wine and cigarettes
Frankly, it's making me sick
Trying hard to pass the time
Late nights filled with drinking and compromise
What a life
Well, I... I don't want to live that life
And I... I can tell you're not my type
So let's just move along, consider me gone
You there, girl, not so bright upstairs
From the look in your eyes you're not all there
Trying hard to dodge the times
Late night stalking, drunk dialing
Are you out of your mind?
Well, I... I don't want to live that life
And I... I can tell you're not my type
So let's just move along, consider me gone
You, my friend, where've you been all this time?
From the smile on your face we fit just fine
Trying hard to find the time
Late nights jive talking, speaking our minds
What a find
Well, I... I think I could live that life
And I... I can tell you're just my type
So let's just get it on
Come on, girl, you know we belong
Together, together
You, my love, put up quite the fight
Oh, but tell me anything's ever felt this right before
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4. |
Pay The Bill
03:45
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Coffee stains and sugar spattered on my thoughts
Stare a hole right through the wall
And these orange neon lights fade into my brain
With this ringing in my ear like a rock 'n' roll cliche
Oh, all the while...
That dark-haired girl across the way
Glanced to me her dreams and then quickly turned away
Those bloodshot eyes across from her
Is who she's taking home again, tonight, with her
Sitting at the counter a few miles outside of normal
With a pen of broken thoughts in hand
You can take this inspiration with my low estate
And wash it down the drain
Just keep that vinyl playing as I fall asleep
Nodding off with much to say
That dark-haired girl across the way
Glanced to me her dreams and then quickly turned away
Those bloodshot eyes across from her
Is who she's taking home again, tonight, with her
Entertaining thoughts that never cross her mind
Brewing up inside, stretch that smile
From end to end and head to tail
Turn it back to you, you think he should pay the bill
Pay no mind, pay no mind, walk on by, yeah
Just walk on by and pay no mind, yeah, yeah, yeah
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5. |
Nowhere Town
04:55
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She says he was brought about to bring the rain
But you know sometimes the tears well up from within
She says there's not always going to be
This empty void and lack of sleep
But the world should feel her empathy
So close your eyes and fill your lungs with the smell of autumn leaves
These trying times will come to change, so do what you do to ease your troubled mind
Have a smoke, a drink, and darling, lay your head to sleep
In the morning I'll be gone, it'll all come back around
Just turn your eyes to the sunny side of the street
When you drive, drive, drive
There's nothing here to hold you down, just pick-up and leave this nowhere town
They might notice that you're gone, but you won't miss them for long
In case you lose your way, you know of a place where it's alright for you to stay
I think you'll find when you return
Nothing really changes, people come and go
And these deadbeats keep on hanging out growing weary by the moment
Patience wearing thin, I think it's time to find a new place to live
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6. |
Dusk Outro
00:46
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(rain rainy raining rainy rain)
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Mod Orange Detroit, Michigan
As homage to his rare drums, Mark Dawson took the moniker "Mod Orange" to center stage with guitar in hand. Eric Stucky grasps the bass with melodic precision and mindful eloquence. Jon Murrell pounds out rhythms with vigor and conviction. This power trio brings originality to every ardent performance with theme colored instruments that may melt your face, but your head will be bobbing as it does. ... more
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