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Area 51
04:22
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Verse:
You run your mouth bout a revolution
But waiver in the face of fear
When judgement day comes and all collapses
Will you wonder what your purpose was here
Try to raid the man? Risk a permanent ban?
Revolting for a recall?
With 3 mil to stand and a fist in your hand
You know they cant stop us all
Pre-Chorus
Stir up the pot till the kettle is black
Defy the constant agony and never turn back
The black sheep mentality is Novocain
But the song remains the same
Chorus:
When the world is on fire with a band aid for show
Choose between fight or flight
Foreign mans and treacherous lands
Its passionate suicide
Bulleted fun
Chimpanzee guns
Sanctify the barricade
Pray to the sith
Plead the fifth
In the name of justice hail to the raid
Verse:
Anarchy was never the chosen son
Its riddled with arson and cyanide
Hierarchy rules the roost through puppet strings
With humble adieu, rest in peace sir pride
Pre-Chorus
Stir up the pot til the kettle is green
Defy their bounty lines and embrace the obscene
Envious others shoot down your game
But the song remains the same
Chorus:
When the world is on fire with a band aid for show
Choose between fight or flight
Foreign mans and treacherous lands
Its passionate suicide
Bulleted fun
Chimpanzee guns
Sanctify the barricade
Pray to the sith
Plead the fifth
In the name of justice hail to the raid
Pre-Chorus:
Stir up the pot til the kettle is black
Defy the constant agony and never turn back
The black sheep mentality is Novocain
But the song remains the same
Chorus:
When the world is on fire with a band aid for show
Choose between wrong is right
Foreign mans and treacherous lands
Its classified suicide
Bulleted class
Government ass
Sanctify the barricade
Reckless arrest
Death wish: the fest
In the name of justice hail to the raid.
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2. |
Rock Your Socks Off
04:59
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I've been thumbing through the week tryna loosen my load
I gotta, pack my bags I gotta, hit the road
Musics under my skin and its rattlin my bones
I've been saving and craving for that rock n roll
But when I ditch the dirt to sing a little soul
Preachers slap me cross the face with that damn same old
So it's back to the garage where the magic began
Volume to eleven and a loaded van
They're yelling turn it down, you noisy little punks
But a real skynyrd fan be'd saying turn it up
We may be too young for the days of ole
But the house stays a rockin with our rock n roll
So with a bottle of fame in each of our hands
We toast to the stage as a revelling band
Whether 6 million fans or we're playing for two
The crowd stays a'hopping with some rhythm and blues
We used to dream of the day our'd music take its toll
And now we liven up the stage with some rock and roll
Come one, come all, come place your bet
You'll move in a way you wont regret
We'll remind you of a day when blues was bold
The bass will stay a'walkin like its dipped in gold
You can two step, twirl or twist all the same
But when your socks rock off you have us to blame
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3. |
More Time to Forget
04:19
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Verse:
The clock strikes 12 and the demons lurk at the door
Time doesnt stop for the faint of heart or the cured
I'd like to think that my head is screwed on tight
But heartache keeps my mind spinning through the night
Chorus:
If time was a capsule I'd rewind to better days
With singalong songs and blonde figured sunshine rays
I'm more than just a man who's marked with stets
I'm the survivor who just needs more time to forget
Post-Chorus:
When names fade and only distant memories relapse
What's left unsaid will merely define the last
The simple truth is I need you now more than before
But my guard is shutting down and I wait behind locked doors
Verse:
And now we stand bordered by lines drawn in the sand
I'll pose for the day that I'll say hello again
The shadows they seek the limelight day after day
So I write them off with the things I'll never say
-Chorus-
-Post-Chorus-
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4. |
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Wrestling with tongues for way too long and I'm starting to lose my mind
My temper is dead as disco and I'm finding it hard to find (be kind)
Coalition
Partition
For the worst kinda good
Red vision
Indecision
For the lyrical etched in wood
Drink it down
Baby
Drink it down
Seeking out sound for days on end and the groove just doesnt arrive
Comfort in the punk crusade but the gods just keep the lie
Butterfly banter
Unconcieved slander
Keep the tables turned
Razzle dazzle
Dream state babble
Watch the treble burn
Breathe in
Feed in
Breathe in
Breathe out
Noise bout
Trumpets
Sounding
Voices
Calling
Inhale
Gone stale
Inhale
Spit take
Intake
Poets
Drowning
Voices
Feed your mind societal ways and the words oh they will flow
Word scrabble fills the page and gluttons take the bone
Flattop filter
Off kilter
House of silence falls
Preach eccentric
Skeptical limerick
Soon to be ancient scrawls
Breathe the sound
Baby
Breathe the sound
Drink up
Half cup
Drink up
Throw down
Noise bound
Trumpets
Sounding
Voices
Calling
Inhale
Gone stale
Inhale
Spit take
Intake
Poets
Drowning
Voices
Calling
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5. |
Florida Beaches
02:42
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Verse:
Summertime chair in the high tide
Summertime buried in the sand
Summertime soaking up sunshine
Summertime cold beer in hand
Chorus:
Beach bum blues taking it easy
Hammock drawn and we're hanging out
Beach bum blues skys a breezy
Bonfire lit and the stars are out
Verse:
Hanging ten boombox blaring
Hanging ten volleyball sand dive
Hanging ten wetsuit wearing
Hanging ten living the good life
Chorus:
Beach bum blues taking it easy
Sunshine flares and guitars are out
Beach bum blues skys a breezy
Suits are on and the wave's enroute
Verse:
Coke and rum Malibu sipping
Coke and rum sand dunes drive time
Coke and rum ocean front dipping
Coke and rum 5 o'clock prime time
Chorus:
Beach bum blues taking it easy
Florida beaches spells summer fun
Beach bum blues skys a breezy
Sun goes down and the night is young
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6. |
Hey Toddy Toddy
03:17
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Hey Toddy Toddy
Careful changing your old ways
Hey Toddy Toddy
You're better off in a violet haze
With your rebel flag on the wall
You want to get caught in the thrall of it all
After that last cigarette on the stairs
Morality is lost to the air
Hey Toddy Toddy
As a kid you sipped your mama's wine
Hey Toddy Toddy
As a man you like your whiskey fine
American pie with bottles around
Teenage wasteland is a familiar sound
Royal flush on down the hatch
Inhibitions start to unlatch
Rooms a'spinning and your head finally dips
Morality is lost to a sip
Hey Toddy Toddy
Your speed is pushin 99
Hey Toddy Toddy
Truck surfin knows no crime
Visit the roadhouse and roll the dice
Play your cards and pay the price
You like to dabble in the finer things
Morality is lost to a chain and some rings
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7. |
W.D.T.H.R.
07:28
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Verse 1:
Somebody tell me why
They're telling me to keep it down
Somebody tell me why
Theyre telling me to keep it down
I did no crime
Still you give me time
A poisonous taste in my mouth
Somebody tell me why
The world is run by crowns
Chorus 1:
They threw me away for life
This is a rebels strife
Verse 2:
Somebody tell me why
They're ignoring every claim
Somebody tell me why
They're putting me to shame
I spoke my voice
They made their choice
Defacing my very name
I hope they believe their lies
Because I'm gonna rise to fame
Chorus 2:
They shoved a cork in my mouth
But my empire's gonna be loud
Verse 3:
Somebody tell me where
The world started going wrong
Somebody tell me when
They started singing corrupt songs
I raised my hand
I took a stand
But failure to comply is wrong
The world keeps telling me how
I will never belong
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8. |
Song in F
03:13
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Verse 1:
Heaven or hell baby figure it out
You kiss the ground she walks and you foam at the mouth
Heaven beside you still you’re down on your knees
Thought your mama said don't bite the hand that feeds
Pre-Chorus:
If you're barking at your chain then follow me down
Looking for some hell to raise then follow me down
Forgotten what's above then follow me down
If you're looking for love don't follow me
Down...down...down...don't follow me
Chorus:
She's underneath your skin, that's the sign of an itch
Be careful boy we'll have to get you fixed
Time and time again, I thought I told you to sit
Make your choice before it's too late to switch
Son of a
Son of a
Son of a bitch
Verse 2:
She throws you a stick, but you think it's a bone
Keep chasing her tail or she'll leave you alone
Bring her the paper and a morning rose
But all bad dogs get is a flick on the nose
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9. |
School Daze
03:48
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School daze got me singing the blues
Wandering, lost, dazed and confused
I want to change it, life's getting hazy
All this work, I just want to be lazy
We can't get a break they work us half to death
Then they tell us, get over it
It's worse than prison, wait for the bell
Then move along to the next holding cell
Sit yourself down, don't try to speak
No rights to thoughts, no freedom of speech
Original thoughts, think 1984
2+2 is 5 and thought police scores
It's a guide book, the rules are writ
They tell us what to do, what to wear, and where to sit
Unoffensive wear, did I mention care
To hell with their notes, go ahead and stare
It's time for a change, gotta atest
Time for this student protest
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10. |
Revolution
07:02
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Verse 1:
The rules they make they tear you apart
They force them down your throat till it stops your heart
A change is due gotta make a stand
Yeah it’s time for a revolution
Pre-chorus 1:
Evil in this world
It has no mercy
On your soul
But, I’ll tell you what you gotta do
To fight the hold they have on you
Chorus 1:
Fight this revolution
To make it to the other side
Stand up for the things that make a change
Fight for what is right
Verse 2:
All is fair in love and war
Till Satan comes knocking on heaven’s door
Pull some strings you won’t regret
They tried to kick us out now they’ll never forget
Pre-Chorus 2:
Don’t let go of
The things in life
that you love
you gotta fight
To put your mind at ease
Abandon conformities
When they push you down get off your knees
Chorus 2:
Fight this revolution
To make it to the other side
Stand up for the things that make a change
Fight for what is right
Rebel against the things they say
Raise your fist as the bell tolls
When you come to the crossroads make a path
Instead of selling the Devil your soul
Pre-chorus 3:
Paint your thoughts into a box
Suppress my mind?
I’d rather flat line
People call it unorthodox
Abandon conformities
When they push you down get off your knees
Chorus 3:
Fight this revolution
To make it to the other side
Stand up for the things that make a change
Fight for what is right
Rebel against the things they say
Raise your fist as the bell tolls
When you come to the crossroads make a path
Instead of selling the Devil your soul
Chrous 4:
Fight this revolution
Stick it to the man with pride
Smile in the face of the evil world
Fuel your fire with hate and spite
Turn your back on the norms
Trash all the scorns
Send the rules to a spiraling end
Damned are the rules
Damned are the fools
Bleed to black the ink of the pen
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The Revenant Nashville, Tennessee
We are The Revenant, a classic rock- and blues-inspired hard rock band that originated in Dallas, TX, and is now located in Nashville, TN. We plan on bringing our revival of classic rock to people all over the world, and we guarantee that you will enjoy our shows and our music, and we hope that we will bring you some good in times of need. ... more
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