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If You Wanted To
03:39
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V.1
Although I admit that I have been takin’
Look closely at my hand and you’ll see it been shakin’
From the weight I been holding and I ain’t been letting go
Look deep past my eyes and you see what I’m thinkin’
Tryna give you back all those things that were sinkin’
In my waters so deep so wide though you see me laughin’
Pre-chorus
What did you expect, that I'd become what you want me to?
Only to detect all that hurt that I put on you
Chorus
Don’t expect to see me here
Even if it’s been five years
Gonna take more than the wrench in my hand
If I’m gonna be the man that you want me to
V.2
I’m tired of looking back and seein’ you shoutin’
You’re just skatin’ you so-and-so someday you’re gonna see what I’m sayin’ now so
Watch out for that door you fallin’ out from
I got other plans that I see myself working through
No more taking chances with the life I lucked into
I’ve seen better days through a haze passed out on the floor
Bridge 2:
What did you expect that I’d become what you want me to
Only to inspect every flower that I gave to you
Tryna get me back to the man that you thought you knew
The one that was bet-ter to you
Only if you wanted to
V.5
I been flipping back and forth through pages that I wrote to you
When the grass was green before the hell I put y’all through
When I meant something more to myself than what I been now
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2. |
Drive
03:51
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Drive
V.1
The rain mixes with the dust flowing right of the field
Creating this murky paste all over my windshield
Rolling down the cornstalk highway, trying to forget yesterday
Through mist in my eyes and the storm ahead, I can’t see, anyway
Chorus
What’s done is done, no replays here
Just moving on
V.2
Radio is busted, so I’m listening to the thoughts in my head
Wasted time, wasted life, wasted on regret
This Olds may take me far, yes it makes me feel alive
This Olds keeps me through the storm, all I can do is drive
Chorus
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3. |
New Constitution
04:08
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V. 1
All the money in the world couldn’t buy it out of a paper bag
The gold-collared capitalist sold your vote for the life you should’ve had
The job you lost just won him a future already in the bag
Hand over fist - your dollars, your plans, fade to black
Chorus:
We think that the world is okay if they say it is
And the cash we save is how we buy our bliss
And the love we gave is soaked in the piss
Of a man who’s got coins in his eyes
V. 2
We want to meet the puppeteer here, who’s the one swimming in stacks
That should’ve been a poor kid’s clothes, not his rolls, not her fine Coach bag (trademark)
He works the factory floor, 70 hours or more with their saddles on his back
While he pays for the overpriced shack he lost in the housing crash
Chorus
Bridge: (ascending chord progr.)
Can all of our love slow this machine
Can we pull down the golden calf turned green
Whole-hearted revolution
We write the terms of the new constitution
Chorus
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4. |
Thunderbird
04:34
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V.1
Drivin’ down in my ‘62 Thunderbird, my ‘62 Thunderbird after our fight
You wanna sell my ‘62 Thunderbird, my ‘62 Thunderbird after tonight
You’ll have to pull this wheel from my hands
V.2
Wheelin’ ‘round in my ’62 Thunderbird, my ’62 Thunderbird, gonna give it all hell
Wheelin’ ‘round in my ’62 Thunderbrid, my ’62 Thunderbird, you know me so well
Baby, don’t you wanna move with me for a while?
V.3
Headin’ home in my ’62 Thunderbird, my ’62 Thunderbird ‘cause I rand out of light
Pullin’ in in my ’62 Thunderbird, my ’62 Thunderbird looks like you changed your mind
Don’t you wanna move with me for a while?
Don’t you wanna move with me for a while?
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5. |
Loser Town
05:33
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V.1
I come from a loser town established before they shut the 84 Lumber down
Joe Kelley selling them drugs out the back, always seemed like a nice guy, no skeletons out back
Before Brian Maxwell drove his pickup through town, then through a trailer down at the camping ground
Officer Mathis chased him ‘til 3am, ‘til Brian’s rich daddy bailed him out again
Chorus:
We all come from a loser town
Just look a little harder when you’re walking around
V.2
Junkie on the corner asking me for a light, neighbor’s kid almost hit me with his damn dirtbike
Crazy Kevin just got thrown out the bar door, got into his Jeep, pedal to the floor
Jimmy n’ his wife in the great lawn fight, front row tickets on a Saturday night
There’s something romantic in and throughout this town, observe the tragedy all around
Chorus
V.3
Old Ben sold his love for a car, a ’71 Dodge with a Hurst on the floor
As rusty as his heart - fast as his temper – the closest thing he’s had to love, I would wager
A sports hero drunk at A.J.’s bar, dashing all hopes he’d ever get far
Mathis ain’t walking a straight line, beat Steven so hard he about went blind
Locals here throw their beer bottles out the window, preacher’s wife is a notorious nympho
Rebel flag above Jack’s garage, they’re drunk off their asses in the local lodge
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6. |
Tip Box
04:41
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V.1
I hate the sound of a hotel room when I’m on my way out
And the fact it rains every time I leave this town
I hate when I’m in a crowd of people I never felt so alone
But I can’t stand the thought of heading back home
Where the engineers blow those horns and hit their brakes
It knocks your picture off the desk and keeps me awake
At least I can look at it in the dark for a while
Only you and I know how much you make me smile
Chorus
Babe I hate the kids in this bar
Top 40 is all they want to hear out of this guitar
They shout without regard and bury their faces in their phones
I’m on stage in front of people all alone
A shoving match made me spill my final drink
So I sat down in the corner and got to thinking
There has really got to be something more
Than this tip box life
V.2
When I get back I’m going to wrap you up
In these arms of mine – we’ll spill the loving cup
We could stay in bed for 16 days
Laugh at our own stupid jokes and not fade away
It’s never a bad way to spend a Saturday night
Can’t ask for anything more out of this unfulfilled life
Chorus
Bridge:
Someday we won’t know what it is to scrape by
In downtown Chicago you’ll sway side to side
The kids in the crowd will finally hear what I’m singing
Harmony so sweet my ears’ll finally stop ringing
Chorus
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7. |
Fading Star
04:52
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V.1
She really did a number on you, man
Cursed out your mother and forced your hand
But the fire still smoldered in the sand
She really handed it to you, my brother
She’s not your friend, sure as hell ain’t your lover
When you drink that down, you’ll order another
Pre-Chorus:
I know you’re feeling alone
But, you need to maintain
Before you go out n’ wreck your own name
You needed a change,
But it all stays the same
Then you fade into all that pain
Chorus:
Supernova sun! Just get in the car
Nobody even cares where you are
You tried to forget, but then you took it too far
A dying firefly in the jar, you’re a fading star
V.2
Three minutes can break a man
Tear out his heart, n’ shoot him dead if he stands
But you never made that stand
Pick up the flame and put it out in the stream
Before you get covered in gasoline
Breathing in the crude of your restless, restless dreams
Pre-Chorus:
Chorus
Bridge
You always thought you were responsible
For the way your world came crashing down
But the string theory brings the chaos of cosmos
To you, the little bug on the ground
Chorus
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8. |
Where I Belong
04:56
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V.1
All the neighborhood knows
This chapter’s come to a close
While some heard the door slam from miles away
And others felt the tears soak into my face
I know what I know, they can talk if they want
They weren’t there when this heart froze
Chorus 1:
I pray to be made into a good thing
That I could get rid of everything
And start anew
‘Cause these old gears are turning now
I’m singing your song without making a sound
And we both feel free
And that’s where we belong > Intro
V.2
I’ve been spending my breath to change your mind
Whether or not this was the right time
And you waste your time on someone like me
On a transparent love I could never see
You now know, what I know
We could talk - all you want
You can have all my time
Chorus 1 > Bridge:
Bridge:
I never had a reputation
Never had to defend myself like this
Let’s try to diffuse this situation
Nohing’s ever hurt quite like this
Chorus 2:
I feel angels and demons dragging me around
Voices telling me to come about
And get back to myself
My past casts a shadow over everything
It can get the best of me
If I let it
I’m going back to myself (x2)
That’s where I belong
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Jake Mack Aurora, Illinois
Jake Mack is a Chicagoland artist and career musician who finds his voice in the throws of roots-Americana, and good, old- fashioned Rock and Roll. He is joined by The Lesser Stags, a more-than-capable bunch of like-minded musicians to create a progressive, yet classic, sound with notes of Blues, and twinkles of power pop. This quartet looks to the future while giving a reverent nod to the past. ... more
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