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Magic City
03:07
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Let me take you to a town
Where we get fuckin’ down nitty gritty
When it’s warm out on the lake
You just might got a break and see some titty
In Magic City, yeah, yeah, yeah, Magic City
I’m talkin’ about Magic City, Idaho
Don’t be tellin’ me what to do
We be knowin’ more than you, yeah we witty
No matter what you do or say
You can stay or go away, just don’t be shitty
In Magic City, yeah, yeah, yeah, Magic City
I’m talkin’ about Magic City, Idaho
What we got goin’ on is quite extraordinary
The way we doin’ our own thing, you might find it scary
And we roll on into town, it’s a little hairy
There’s always something going down, each and every day
Hey, hey, hey
You can't find us on a map and we don’t give a crap
That is ain't ritzy
If you wanna be a guest, just don't be a pest
We show no pity
In Magic City, yeah, yeah, yeah, Magic City
I’m talkin’ about Magic City, Idaho
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2. |
Workin' My Ass Off
02:43
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I've been workin’ my ass off, every night and day
I've been working my ass off, I gots bills to pay y'all
And I’ve been workin’ my ass off in every kind of way
I've been workin’ my ass off, every night and day
I've been working my ass off, I got some bills to pay
I gotta pay the rent, I gotta feed the cat,
I gotta fix the truck, ‘cause it's got a flat
I call it workin’ my ass off and barely getting’ by
And I'll be workin’ this ass off ‘til the day I die
I've got beer to buy, got drugs to score,
Seems like everyday it's just more, more, more
I call it workin’ my ass off, and that’s a what I do
And I’ll be workin’ this ass off to get home to you
I've been workin’ my ass off this much is true
I’ve been workin’ my ass off to give a home to you
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3. |
Goddamn Divorce
02:02
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Been thinkin’ ‘bout this goddamn divorce
How I lost the house and the motherfuckin’ horse
If you want it, you can have it of course
I don't need it anymore, now that we're done
All the questions ‘bout my goddamn divorce
Got no regrets and I got no remorse
Comin’ at ya straight from the source
And you can take it all, ‘cause I don't need none
No more chores, no more talkin’ it out
This trash is gonna take itself out
It's done & dusted, there ain't no doubt
I'm all done with this goddamn divorce,
This shit’s over man, it's done run its course,
I’m comin’ back baby, full fuckin’ force
I don't want anymore, gonna have some fun
You can take it all, ‘cause I don’t need none
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4. |
What's All This?
02:55
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What's all this?
I can't hear what you’re saying
I was just sitting here spacing out
What's all this? with the conversation
I don't know what you’re talking about
Now I gotta pretend like I was paying attention
When we both know I don't pay attention
To anything, anyway, so give it break
What’s all this, I just can’t keep up
Can’t you see I ‘bout had enough
What’s all this, I think I’m getting older
You're gonna have to tap me on the shoulder
To understand what the hell you're talking about
You shouldn’t have to scream and shout
But it's going that way, I can’t hear what you say
Now I gotta pretend like I was paying attention
When we both know I don't pay attention
To anything, anyway, so give it break
What's all this?
I can't hear what you’re saying
What's all this?
I’m just spacing out
What's all this?
What's all this with the conversation
What's all this?
What you talking about?
What's all this?
What's all this?
What's all this?
What's all this?
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5. |
Bumps and Bruises
02:44
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Standing naked over the mirror
Rolled up twenty in my hand
No regrets, no excuses
I've got my bumps & bruises
I've got my bumps & bruises
I have to tell you
So you'll stop guessing
Yeah, I'm a member of the band
Stupid question, just confuses
I've got my bumps & bruises
I've got my bumps & bruises
Sometimes I need a little help over the hump
All of my bruises start with a little bump
Layin' naked under the covers
I shit my pants the night before,
I don't care how much pain it induces
I’ll take my bumps & bruises
I’ll take my bumps & bruises
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Yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
Talkin’ shit, I'm a jabber jaw
Under the table and above the law
Yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
Gimme a sec man, I'll be right back
I just gotta’ go, ah shit
This is real important - you need to always
Oh, no wait, it was never
I tell a tale like the wind when it blows,
Yeah, and your confusion grows
You wanna know how the story goes?
Baby that's for me to know
Because it’s yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
Talkin’ shit, I'm a jabber jaw
Under the table and above the law
Yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
That's an easy fix man, my truck used to do that
It's no big deal, ya know what I’m sayin’ bud?
I don't think I’m changin’ my strings for Sante Fe, bro
It's been a long drive, and I’m kinda’ (yawn)
I drinks the drinks ‘til they all been drank
Then I give your chain a yank
You're given’ up and I give thanks
Now you're fillin’ in the blanks
Because it’s yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
Talkin’ shit, I'm a jabber jaw
Under the table and above the law
Yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
Yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
I’m one-hundred percent certain what I’m sayin’ is true,
Ahh.. but I might be wrong, c’mon
Yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
Talkin’ shit, I'm a jabber jaw
Under the table and above the law
Yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah
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7. |
The Locals
03:20
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Hangin’ out with the locals
Gettin’ high with the locals
I like the locals, and the locals, they like me
Runnin’ ‘round with the locals,
Gettin’ down with the locals,
And with the locals, is where I wanna be
Every night is like Saturday night
Every day is like Sunday morning
Comin’ down on me, fuzzy memories, ‘What did we do?’
And you know I’m gonna do it again,
Up all night with my brand new best friends,
And no one cares that I can’t remember their names
So I’m hangin’ out with the locals
Gettin’ high with the locals
I like the locals, and the locals, they like me
Every night is like Saturday night
Every day is like Sunday morning
Comin’ down on me, fuzzy memories, ‘What did we do?’
And you know I’m gonna do it again,
Up all night with my brand new best friends,
And no one cares that I can’t remember their names
So I’m hangin’ out with the locals
Gettin’ high with the locals
I like the locals, and the locals, they like me
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8. |
Idaho, Baby!
04:04
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Here we are at the reservoir where it’s all so good
There’s just one bar and it ain’t too far in this neighborhood
Annie says she’s gonna meet me there
With her big blue eyes and her long black hair
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
Hot Tub had a little heart attack and it knocked him down
Payin’ the cost of being lost to not be found
Sunset club is at a quarter to eight
I never thought life could be so great
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
So if you're down, you wanna come to town, don't make no plans
‘Cause we get it on takin’ hits from the bong, drinkin’ beer in cans
But don't get carried away, don't start acting a fool
We just wanna play man, so play it cool
Idaho baby, Idaho
Idaho baby, Idaho
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9. |
For Whatever It's Worth
02:40
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For whatever it's worth
I fucked up and it’s gonna get worse
For whatever it's worth
I fucked up and it’s gonna get worse
With bad luck, you know I’ve been cursed
Won't be my last and it sure ain’t the first
I thought luck was on my side
Hand of fate up and turned the tide
On the road tryin’ to hitch a ride
It ain’t safe outside
It's even worse inside
For whatever it's worth
I fucked up and it’s gonna get worse
With bad luck, you know I’ve been cursed
Won't be my last and it sure ain’t my first
It ain’t safe outside
It's even worse inside
For whatever it’s worth
I been causin’ all this trouble since birth
So if you’re lookin’, you can call off the search
‘Cause I’m the baddest motherfucker on earth
For whatever it’s worth
I been causin’ all this trouble since birth
So if you’re lookin’, you can call off the search
‘Cause I’m the baddest motherfucker on earth
For whatever it’s worth
I been causin’ all this trouble since birth
So if you’re lookin’, you can call off the search
‘Cause I’m the baddest motherfucker on earth
I’m the baddest motherfucker on earth
I’m the baddest motherfucker on earth
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10. |
The Reckless Kind
04:02
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I got a wild card up my sleeve
Deal ‘em darlin’ if you don’t believe me
I see your raise and raise you one more time
Play my hand in the blind
I was born the Reckless Kind
I was born for ramblin’ and runnin’ wild
Just a rock n’ roll, honky-tonk rebel child
You can dream your dreams girl, that’s just fine
‘Cause I’m chasin’ mine
I was born the Reckless Kind
Yeah, the Reckless Kind, the Reckless Kind
I got chalk all over my shoes just walkin’ across that line
Man, I ain’t lookin’ for trouble, but if it’s lookin’ for me
Well, I ain’t hard to find
Just go on and tell your mama you love a Reckless Kind
‘Til this world melts you into the sun
I will cherish you, my darlin’ one
But you know I ain’t ever gonna walk no line
It ain’t the way I’m designed
‘Cause I was born the Reckless Kind
Yeah the Reckless Kind, the Reckless Kind
I got chalk all over my shoes just walkin’ across that line
Man, I ain’t lookin’ for trouble, but if it’s lookin’ for me
Well, I ain’t hard to find
Just go on tell your mama you love the Reckless Kind
Ohhh, the Reckless Kind, the Reckless Kind
I got chalk all over my shoes just walkin’ across that line
Man, I ain’t lookin’ for trouble, but if it’s lookin’ for me
Well, I ain’t hard to find
Just go on tell your mama you love the Reckless Kind
Ohhh, the Reckless Kind, the Reckless Kind
I got chalk all over my shoes just walkin’ across that line
Man, I ain’t lookin’ for trouble, but if it’s lookin’ for me
Well, I ain’t hard to find
Just go on and tell your mama you love the Reckless Kind
Just go on and tell your mama you love the Reckless Kind
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Metal Marty Idaho
Supersuckers' guitar player Metal Marty releases debut solo album. Backed by fellow ‘Suckers, Eddie Spaghetti (who co-wrote the album) and Chris Von Streicher, “Greatest Hits" spins tales of common folks, blue collar laborers and dudes named ‘Hot Tub’ that work hard during the day and play harder at night, conjuring Steve Earle at times, evoking Iggy Pop at others. ... more
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