1. |
The Brookfield Gang
02:53
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Wake up boys and let's get ready
C'mon and sharpen up your blades
There might be ice over the steady
Jamie Roebotham, Michael Gates
Robin and Dawn, so mild and meek
Just waiting for somebody to speak
Honey, you know I've waited all week
I'm gonna break my losin' streak
I'm gonna break it with the...
Brookfield gang
Brookfield gang
Brookfield...
Brookfield gang
Drop the coin right in the slot
Eternal Flame on the jukebox
Shirley and John with a yellow teapot
It will not rot
In my memory
Brookfield gang
Brookfield gang
Brookfield...
My Brookfield gang
Brookfield gang
Brookfield gang
Brookfield...
Well, the Brookfield gang
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2. |
Body's Broken
03:29
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Night came down
Poured and thundered
Lights went out
And I went under
My body's broken
Body's broken
Well, I'm a strange one
Lost in your ocean
Strange language
Strange emotion
Body's broken
Body's broken
Don't come knockin'
I gave you everything
(Don't come knockin')
I heard you talkin'
What's in it for me
(Don't come knockin')
(I heard you talkin')
Body's Broken
Dusty sailor
Crawlin' to your door
Rusty razor
Washed up on the shore
Broken bodies
Body's broken
My body's broken
My body's broken
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3. |
Letter on the Door
03:33
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Letter
On the door
Says you
Don't live here anymore
You've picked
A fine time
To leave me
Behind
Did you know
That I turned twenty-five
This Morning
When you were still alive
Did you know
That I turned fifty-five
This morning
When you were still alive
Letter
On the door
Says you
Don't live here anymore
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4. |
In Case of Emergency
04:03
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Why do I let myself get upset?
You've pulled shit like this before
Why am I always sweepin' up your mess?
I can't do it anymore
You'd hand it all over for pocket change
If you thought you'd win big on the lottery
Well, your trouble is my trouble
And I take the blame
For being so damned naive
Who you gonna dial in case of emergency?
I was the only one who cared
I was the only one lookin' out for you
I was the only one who dared
I was the only one who dared
I got so scared, you know, I called the police
I just didn't know what else to do
But the only crime was in your mind
So now I guess it's up to you
Sometimes I feel like I'm the mother and you're the child
So easy for you to run away
And there's nobody lookin' out for me
What the hell else can I say?
Who you gonna dial in case of emergency?
I was the only one who cared
I was the only one lookin' out for you
I was the only one who dared
I was the only one who dared
Who you gonna dial in case of emergency?
I was the only one who cared
I was the only one lookin' out for you
I was the only one who dared
I was the only one who dared
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5. |
Streamline
02:51
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Out in the mornin'
Cold and stark
I turn the key
Wait for a spark
Engine turns and I burn
On down the street
My brakes are bad
And I'm feelin' nervous
I take my car in
To get some service
Down some pills, pay the bill
And I'm back on the beat
Do you think that you could love me?
Do you think that you could ever love me?
What do I think?
Sometimes I think that I don't think at all
Home by four
And I cry a couple tears
Back out the door
Throw back a couple beers
Ooh, my head, back in bed
Try to get some sleep
Do you think that you could love me?
Do you think that you could ever love me?
What do I think?
Sometimes I think that I don't think at all
Out in the mornin'
Cold and stark
I turn the key
Wait for a spark
Engine turns and I burn
On down the street
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6. |
I Got a Feeling
02:45
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I got a feelin'
You might be leavin'
You might be walkin' away
I won't believe it
Until I see it
Until the last hand is played
No time for losin'
Only for movin'
And no time for runnin' away
I got a feelin'
You might be leavin'
You might be walkin' away
No time for losin'
Only for movin'
And no time for runnin' away
I got a feelin'
You might be leavin'
You might be walkin' away
I won't believe it
Until I see it
Until the last hand is played
I got a feelin'
You might be leavin'
You might be walkin' away
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Are you gone, gone, gone, gone, gone?
Is it wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong
To wanna see you again?
Don't you wanna see me again?
'Cause it's a long, long, long, long road
To go it, go it, go it alone
I need to see you again
Don't you wanna see me again?
You can bury my love
But it's alive and well
You're in a hurry my love
And it's givin' me hell
Now don't you think it's worth it
To come and unearth it
Don't you wanna see me again?
I remember a time
I remember a place when we were cool
Baby, you were so fine
And the lines on your face weren't so cruel
You can bury my love
But it's alive and well
You're in a hurry my love
And it's givin' me hell
Now don't you think it's worth it
To come and unearth it
Don't you wanna see me again?
Are you gone, gone, gone, gone, gone?
Is it wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong
To wanna see you again?
Don't you wanna see me again?
'Cause it's a long, long, long, long road
To go it, go it, go it alone
I need to see you again
Don't you wanna see me again?
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Mick Davis St. John'S, Newfoundland and Labrador
Mick Davis is a Canadian singer-songwriter & founder of The Novaks. A twenty-five year veteran of performing, record-making, & touring, Mick's music trek boasts of alliances with Steve Van Zandt & opening dates with KISS. Mick is the recipient of numerous MusicNL & ECMA awards. He lives in St. John's, NL. ... more
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