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Charlie came home at night, in a field of blood and smoke
I can see the anger in his eyes, as he lined up the coke
Then he rolled up a dollar bill, as he told me what he'd done
Ten innocent people died
I was only 14 at the time, I didn't have a clue
Of all the meanness in this world, tell me honey, why'd you do?
Why'd you do what you, or was it just for fun?
Then we left for the statewide
From the town of Lincoln, Nebraska
Crossed into Wyoming's heaven
It was 1958 when we loaded up the guns
And soon ten became eleven
My older sister had been right when she told me who he was
Looked like James Dean when he was in jeans and leather
Told me to be careful, but I fell in love
She said, "Caril, meet Charles Starkweather."
We were caught 'cross the stateline
But he wanted to be home one last time
So we were thrown back to Nebraska
And in Nebraska's where he died
I spent 17 years locked up in my cell
Moved to Michigan for my parole, and all was well
But I still think of him from time to time
Oh Charlie, please come back home
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Well I'm standing out here on the front porch
Watching you walk away
As the girls turn off the radio
And head back home right through the doorway
And as I close my eyes and wait for the morning
Stare at the stars up above
Your careless moon and the rising sun
Feel that little thing called love?
Now the morning has come, and the sun still shines
Way up over my face
I remember the words as your whispered,
"Don't forget me even if you're gonna chase."
I caressed your cheek and felt a breath
Flowing out of your chest
It's time to face the truth, we're still in our youth
And it's time to put it all to rest.
Well hey little girl that no one sees
Don't fight in the darkness, look in the breeze
Put on your dress and comb off that hay
Let's get out of here and run away
But as the pistol is cocked, and the trigger is pulled
Time stops and freezes by
The echo of the gun
Makes you wonder why
Why did she come and go
So fierce but yet so fast
I exit as a prisoner as she leaves
Make the while and the memories last
Oh and for seconds I think I'm dreaming
But for nights I won't be sleeping
When the mist comes up to cover my soul
You'll realize that I'll be gone
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53 Cocaine Hill Drive
04:15
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There's a place out on the edge of town
Where nobody goes, nobody hangs around
Except for your ordinary man
Who roams the streets every now and then
Walk through those gates feeling nothing but pain
The devil greets you outside in the rain
Through the hall, stare at the light
You don't think twice, 'cause it's alright
Pay the fee, you get your high
And when you're done you wonder
Why does it eat your life
You're at 53 Cocaine Hill Drive
Late at night you come back home
With cuts in your arms and a powdered nose
Kids are asleep and your wife's in bed
She says, "Son of a bitch, where have you been?"
Blue-collar job on the railroad
After 15 years, you're bound to explode
Want it all, want something new
Ain't got the power, money, motherfucking will-to-do
Pay the fee, you get your high
Down-and-out, oh God why?
(It) takes your kids, it takes your wife
You're at 53 Cocaine Hill Drive
Pay the fee, you get your high
Down-and-out, oh God why?
(It) takes your kids, it takes your wife
You're at 53 Cocaine Hill Drive
Wrap the belt around the arm
Put the needle in the charm
Fill your vein up to survive
You're at 53 Cocaine Hill Drive
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Wet Sunshine
04:23
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Through the bars of the cell
I can see the sun go round
I can tell you when it's dusk
I can tell you when it's dawn
When I fall asleep on my bed
I can see the moon shine
I can feel the wind blow
Blowin' on the pine
I can tell you what is real
But I will never tell you what I feel
My love for this world
Is something unreal
Something unbelievable
Something with which I can't deal
From my experience
Life is just a straight line
A line that cannot be changed
That can't be left behind
Since the day we met, we never let each other down
I'm living through wet sunshine
For us to be apart
Is a lovin' lie
'Cause there's no better feelin'
Than being so close and tight
But what seems to be the real truth
Is something unforgettable
A way of living that's not right
That's unbearable
I look straight into your eyes
I only see the future filled with lies
Since the day we met, we never let each other down
I'm living through wet sunshine
Now I'mma tell you, baby
When you think that you're wrong
There is nothing left to say
'Cause everything be gone
But in the core of this world
Lives what is the factual
Some things are better left unsaid
Honey that's the actual
There are many rules in life
Put on your shoes and kiss goodbye
Meet me where we cannot run
And then our mutual spirits will be gone
Since the day we met, we never let each other down
I'm living through wet sunshine
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Rebekah rode up on the afternoon train, it was sunny
Her saltbox house on the coast took her mind off St. Louis
Bill was the heir to the Standard Oil name, and money
And the town said "How did a middle class divorcée do it?"
The wedding was charming, if a little gauche
There's only so far new money goes
They picked out a home and called it "Holiday House"
Their parties were tasteful, if a little loud
The doctor had told him to settle down
It must have been her fault his heart gave out
And they said "There goes the last great American dynasty"
Who knows, if she never showed up what could've been
There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen
She had a marvelous time ruining everything
Rebekah gave up on the Rhode Island set forever
Flew in all the Bitch Pack friends from the city
Filled the pool with champagne and swam with the big names
And blew through the money on the boys and the ballet
And losing on card game bets with Dalí
And they said "There goes the last great American dynasty"
Who knows, if she never showed up, what could've been
There goes the most shameless woman this town has ever seen
She had a marvelous time ruining everything
They say she was seen on occasion
Pacing the rocks staring out at the midnight sea
And in a feud with her neighbor
She stole his dog and dyed it key lime green
Fifty years is a long time
Holiday House sat quietly on that beach
Free of women with madness
Their men and bad habits, and then it was bought by me
Who knows, if I never showed up what could've been
There goes the loudest woman this town has ever seen
I had a marvelous time ruining everything
I had a marvelous time
Ruining everything
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Ida's Song
03:41
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Can't say I've known you for so long
Can't say I've seen your darkest time of day
Can't say I would stop you from doing all the wrong
Can't find a reason why we had to cross our way
But you've seen me cry, and I've seen you shed a tear
Lyin' and laughin' 'till the early mornin' time
Gained a support, you've been my listening ear
Something I've been looking a long time to find
Felt so abandoned all my life
Carried a weight that cut me like a knife
Moved out the country, but it still didn't seem right
Until you lit the candle that shone all the light
Every night, when you lie there in the bed
On my nightstand a Bible and a Rosary
Every time that you turn and toss your hair
Remind me of the angel that God sent to me
That God sent to me
So indistinct most of my time
Sometimes I felt like a didn't fit the rhyme
No one to blame, I walked the line so tight
Until you lit the candle that shone all the light
Shone all the light
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Marcos Cabanas Rolle, Switzerland
Hailing from Rolle (Switzerland), Cabanas is the contemporary definition of a singer-songwriter. Inspired by the sound of Springsteen & U2, Cabanas writes about the struggles of the common man, inhabiting positions in American culture with a healthy mix of Southern and Heartland Rock. At 23 years old, he's already released three studio albums, and has over 200 live shows across Europe and America. ... more
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