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Get Your Hands Dirty
04:49
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Get Your Hands Dirty
Life is beautiful
I know it’s true
And it’s sad sometimes but what can you do
Like a house of cards
It’ll fall apart
And it ends sometimes before it starts
Get your hands dirty
Get your hands dirty, baby
Come on and get your hands dirty
That’s what I say
Life is magical
From time to time
But even Easy Street’s got an uphill climb
And a slippery slope
When you’re sliding down
No matter who you are
You will hit the ground
And get your hands dirty
Get your hands dirty, baby
Come on and get your hands dirty
That’s what I say
You can’t always know the way to go the will of this old world
You can’t always find the way back home when it's dark at night and the rain comes pouring down
Life is radiant
When it dawns on you
But it’s hard to see after what you been through
The most precious thing
That you hold inside
Can be torn from your arms
Make you want to die
Get your hands dirty…
Life is beautiful
I know it’s true
And it’s sad sometimes but what can you do
When the times are hard and the times are tough and the wheels are low and the road is rough and there’s no one gets you down inside and all you know is where to hide and where to sink into the ground and hope that you are never found and then there you are you’re way down down maybe 4 or 5 feet neath ground and no one knows to dig you out cause you don't scream and you can’t shout
and you think that you will never get out and this might be your final bout but suddenly you hear the sound or smell the smell or taste the ground and look around and fall in love but now you gotta rise above and there’s just one way for you to fly and it’s not the tears left in your eyes…
Get your hands dirty…
© 2011
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October
04:52
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October
Another day
October
Leaves are burning
I’ve got no complaint
If she only knew
What I never told her
I’ve been lucky
I have not been a saint
Don’t you wonder where the time goes
Nobody knows
The lies we tell to put food on the table
How would you know if this was not the way
You should’ve lived your life out
Oh well hard to tell
How would you know if this was not the way
You could’ve lived your life
Well anyway
Another ending
Indian Summer
Contemplating a machine I could rent
If I only knew
It would turnover
I’d be happy just to be content
We could really use the time alone
Out on our own
What more does it take to get back to the garden
How would you know if this was not the way
You should’ve lived your life out
Oh well hard to tell
How would you know if this was not the way
You could’ve lived your life
Well anyway
Don’t you wonder when the harvest will show
More than we owe
Look at the moonlight there in the garden
How would you know if this was not the way
You should’ve lived your life out
Oh well hard to tell
How would you know if this was not the way
You could’ve lived your life
Well anyway
How would you know...
Another day
October
Everything’s burning
And I’ve got no complaint
© 2006
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Too Much to Carry
04:25
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Too Much to Carry
Well I got too much to carry to wait for you
If you’re coming let’s get going
If you’re not then let me through
Well I got too much to carry to wait for you
If you’re coming let’s get going
If you’re not then let me through
When the man has all the money
And the working man he has none
Well the man gonna look funny
At the end of the working man’s gun
When the man
Is on the run
In the land of the setting sun
When the man
Is on the run
Well I know that our work is done
When the stars are not in focus
And there’s nothing but a storm in the sky
Well the stars they gonna know us
When we tell it to the mountain on high
When the man
Is on the run
In the land of the setting sun
When the man
Is on the run
Well I know that our work is done
Well I got too much to carry to wait for you
If you’re coming let’s get going
If you’re not then let me through
I got too much to carry to wait for you
If you’re coming let’s get going
If you’re not then let me through
Well I went to see the doctor
And he told me what I already know
He said son you got a number
And that number be the death of you
When the man
Is on the run
In the land of the setting sun
When the man
Is on the run
Well I know that our work is done
I won’t go down your bottom line
I won’t go down your bottom line
Got all of yours and most of mine
But I won't go down your bottom line
© 2011
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Put It On
05:14
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Put it On
All the women want to thrill you
Tax collector wants to bill you
And there’s no telling what they caught you carrying
Wild music on the bayou
Voodoo lady wants to try you
And they haven’t heard a thing from the Ice Cream Man
If I ask would you refuse me
Tell a lie would you accuse me
Take it or leave it
You can wait til you believe it
Don’t worry
There’s no hurry
Them bridges are built carefully
Fires won’t burn them down
And you put it on
Put your cover back on
Put it on
Put your cover back on
All the guests are dressed you might expect
For plastic tactics and the rest
But this joke is just a page in history
My existence my persistence
I’m observing magnificence
And avoiding all the smiles I used to see
If I ask would you refuse me
Tell a lie would you accuse me
Don’t blow it
Don’t show it
Don’t act as if you know it
Don’t worry
There’s no hurry
Them bridges are built carefully
Fires won’t burn them down
And you put it on
Put your cover back on
Put it on
Put your cover back on
You never know when you’re gonna need a friend
You never know when you’re gonna need a place to hide
If I ask would you refuse me
Tell a lie would you accuse me
When you're happy to be happy
Walk beside them quietly
Don't kill it
Don't fill it
Be careful you don't spill it
Lies won't turn them around
And you put it on
Put your cover back on
Put it on
Put your cover back on
© 1992
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Rubbernecking Nation
03:59
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Rubbernecking Nation
Still you come a knockin
Knockin at my door
Lookin for a soul to bleed
Just a little more
Still you come a knockin
When I’ve already said
Nothing more to see here
It’s all in your head
Still you come a knockin
Well don’t tell me bout the road you’re on
Cause buddy I’ve come and gone
Don’t tell me bout the late night street fight
You ain’t gonna set me right
Cause I’m a friend of the horse that I road in on
Not a stranger to your ways
Don’t tell me bout the road you’re on
Cause I’ve come and gone
Still you come a knockin
Knockin at my door
Lookin for a soul to bleed
Just a little more
Still you come a knockin
When I’ve already said
Nothing more to see here
It’s all in your head
Still you come a knockin
You’re American as you can be
You think you’re on TV
You gotta know just what the kid saw, who broke the law
Every last human flaw
Cause you’re a driver in the rubbernecking nation
In love with the pop station
American as you can be
You got everything
And still you come a knockin
Knockin at my door
Lookin for a soul to bleed
Just a little more
Still you come a knockin
When I’ve already said
Nothing more to see here
It’s all in your head
Still you come a knockin
I’m sittin on a powder keg
Can’t stop swingin my leg
I wanna blow it all sky high bye bye
Teach the birds to fly
But you’re a diver in the sea of your reflection
With no sense of direction
I’m sittin on a powder keg
Just a kickin my leg
Still you come a knockin
Knockin at my door
Lookin for a soul to bleed
Just a little more
Still you come a knockin
When I’ve already said
Nothing more to see here
Get outta my head
Still you come a knockin
© 2009
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The Sun Won't Go Away
04:12
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The Sun Won't Go Away
Lord I'm tired
Lord I'm tired
But my head won't let me sleep
It comes swimming near the surface
Then it plunges way down deep
I keep thinking I can float away
From all the thoughts I keep
Then I realize it's useless
Cause my head won't let me sleep
Lord I'm weary
I'm so weary
And my body's feeling sore
And though I no it's late
My troubled mind can't close the door
The clock upon my wall says that it's
Quarter after four
But my mind just can't remember
That my body's feeling sore
Now it's morning
Lord it's morning
And the sun won't go away
It comes ringing through my window
Like a messenger to say
You stayed up all night fearing
That your wasting everyday
Now it's morning lord it's morning
And the sun won't go away
© 1993
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Exit Reunion New York, New York
In October, 2011, soon after a rousing, 20-year reunion show at Bobby Q's in Westport, CT, members of the erstwhile jam band, Left Exit, got together in a studio made of reclaimed bowling lanes in Brooklyn, NY to begin recording what would, a year later, become RECREATION, a 2-disc, 14-song album by a band of one time road warriors with some unfinished business. Thus was born Exit Reunion. ... more
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