1.Come On
Lyricist：Adam Blake, Kenneth Harris, Michael Trent Robinson, Jacob
Sinclair
Well, baby, pick up the phone
Because I'm drunk and alone
I need someone to take me home
And I wish it was you
Well get me out of this place
'Cause I've got blood on my face
And I'm getting tired of tasting my shoe
Well, but how in the devil'd get into trouble？
I don't think I'll ever be sure
But there's one thing I'm sure of
Is there's no love like your love
So come on
Well, quit dragging me down and come on
I've waited around for you to come
And get me out of here
Well, it was a god-awful scene
At the bar down on King
In fact, this whole night's been troubling
To say the least
Phony friends, phony names
Exchanging numbers, playing games
Well, I guess I should do the same
But it's just not me
Well, but how in the devil'd get into trouble？
I don't think I'll ever be sure
But there's one thing I'm sure of
Is there's no love like your love
So come on
Well, quit dragging me down and come on
I've waited around for you to come
And get me out of here
Well, so come on
Well, stop thinking about it, come on
You know I'm working it out
And I don't think I can wait another year
2.Sunshine Superman
Lyricist：Donovan Leitch
Sunshine came softly through my a-window today
Could've tripped out easy but I've changed my ways
And it'll take time, I know it, but in a while
You're gonna be mine, I know it, we'll do it in style
'Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine
I'll tell you right now
Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find
Everybody's hustlin' just to have a little scene
When I say we'll be cool I think that you know what I mean
We stood on a beach at sunset, do you remember when？
I know a beach where, baby, a-it never ends
When you've made your mind up forever to be mine
I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind
'Cause I made my mind up, you're going to be mine
I'll tell you right now
Any trick in the book now, baby, all that I can find
Superman or Green Lantern ain't got nothin' on me
I can make like a turtle and dive for your pearls in the sea
A you, you can just sit there a-thinking on your velvet throne
'Bout all the rainbows you can a-have for your own
When you've made your mind up forever to be mine
I'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind
When you've made your mind up forever to be mine
I'll pick up your hand
3.I'm Not Gonna Call You
Lyricist：Adam C Blake, Kenneth A Harris, Michael Trent Robinson, Jacob
S Sinclair
Well, hold on
You better grab your coat, now
Catch the bus from work
If I wasn't such a jerk, I'd come and pick you up
Well, go on
I think you've got it all wrong
But you'd be smarter than I thought
If you figured out, you're not the kind of girl for me
'Cause I'm not gonna call you, I'm not gonna write
But I'll show up at your door in the middle of the night
And I'm not gonna love you, I'm not gonna cry
But I'll stick around 'til morning and then I'll say, goodbye
Well, slow down
I think you're talking too fast
Making marks above your bed
For every time I said I wouldn't let you down
No, but I'm not gonna call you, I'm not gonna write
But I'll show up at your door in the middle of the night
And I won't be your baby, I won't be your man
But I'll be your midnight cowboy, too drunk to even stand
I won't lose one wink of sleep
This house is on a sinking street
And I don't wanna go home
I don't wanna go home tonight
But I'm not gonna call you, I'm not gonna write
But I'll show up at your door in the middle of the night
And every time you think that I might just come around
I'll come back with something new I can do to let you down
4.Belt Loops
Lyricist：Adam C Blake, Kenneth A Harris, Michael Trent Robinson, Jacob
S Sinclair
Well, she said jealousy is something that distracts you
I said it's hard to focus with your fingers in his belt loops
Then there was that dream about you naked in the bathroom
Telephone just rang, I heard you say I'll call you back soon
He's been waiting in the ally for an hour
She's been powdering her nose in the shower
I've been trying to figure out where it went sour
But I think the ringing in my ears is getting louder
Hold out your hand and take it easy
I already know what's been going on
I knew it all along so just take it easy
You're acting surprised and I just roll my eyes
It's gonna be alright, alright
She's like a devil in a dark shade of lipstick
An unassuming sort of X rated misfit
Her bottle's shook up, all you gotta do is twist it
Before you get a chance, you'll already have missed it
He's got his arm around her looking like an actress
Agenda driven heathen posing like a baptist
Subtle proposition, will you fit him in your track list
Maybe you'll just get right down to wearing out the mattress
Take what you can and take it easy
I already know what's been going on
I knew it all along so just take it easy
You're acting surprised and I just roll my eyes
It's gonna be alright, alright
Take it easy, I already know what's been going on
I knew it all along so just take it easy
You're acting surprised and I just roll my eyes
It's gonna be alright, alright
Take it easy, I already know what's been going on
I knew it all along so just take it easy
You're acting surprised and I just roll my eyes
It's gonna be alright
Just so we're straight
And you don't get the wrong impression
Don't need a silly little overdue confession
Just remember when you're over at his house undressing
He's just another sucker who's about to learn a lesson
5.Call It Off
Lyricist：Adam C. Blake, Kenneth A. Harris, Michael Trent Robinson,
Jacob S. Sinclair
Well, I'm about to throw a fit
I can't see around you, but you won't quit
This could be so easy if you just hear me
But you're so busy listenin' to yourself
Convinced that everybody's wrong
I can't sleep and I can't get it out of my head
This passive-aggression persuasion's
Making me turn in my bed
If I don't do something about it soon
I think I'm gonna call it off
I'm knee-deep and I can't understand
How you do this everyday
You've got a way
But things are gonna have to change
(Call it off)
I'll call it off
(Call it off)
You're so cruel
Well, I've no time to cut this clean
But I've got a good mind to cause a scene
Just regret it, this is so pathetic
Or maybe my genetic
Disposition, gut reaction tells me
That something's wrong
I can't sleep and I can't get it out of my head
This passive-aggression persuasion's
Making me turn in my bed
If I don't do something about it soon
I think I'm gonna call it off
I'm knee-deep and I can't understand
How you do this everyday
You've got a way
But things are gonna have to change
(Call it off)
I'll call it off
(Call it off)
You're so cruel
Call it all off
Call it all off
6.Talk, Talk
Lyricist：Adam C. Blake, Kenneth A. Harris, Michael Trent Robinson,
Jacob S. Sinclair
Well, you're always talking, talking too loud
Don't care what you're saying, you just spit it out
Well, hate to be hurtful, that's just my way
And you should be careful when you got nothing to say
But you say it anyway
You say it anyway
If you're talk-talk-talkin' it up all night
You best be backin' it up, all right
If you're tounge-tied, I'm taking it as a sign
Some things you should keep to yourself this time
Well, whoever taught you that it was alright
To talk like a traitor who's running for his life
Speaking in circles 'round points and punch lines
Or did you notice you do it all the time？
You do it all the time, you do it all the time
If you're talk-talk-talkin' it up all night
You best be backin' it up, all right
If you're tounge-tied, I'm taking it as a sign
Some things you should keep to yourself
Well, see how it is
When everybody's tuned you out？
Well, see how it is
When everybody's tuned you out？
If you're talk-talk-talkin' it up all night
You best be backin' it up, all right
If you're tounge-tied, I'm taking it as a sign
Some things you should keep to yourself
Some things you should keep to yourself
7.Being Bored
Lyricist：Adam Blake, Kenneth Harris, Michael Trent Robinson, Jacob
Sinclair
Well, I don't spend any time
In that corner of the room
'Cause it's too close to the door
And I'm sure you'll come knockin'
Soon enough to feed me a line
About all the things you have to do
You know, I have things to do too
You're not the only one who has to do them
(Uh, uh)
So I'll lay here for awhile
Then finally get on my feet
I start to shuffle down the street
I stuck my tongue inside my cheek
Before I pulled up a seat
At that lousy corner bar
Where all the showoff Bedford artists
Sit discussing who they are
I'm getting bored of being bored
I need attention, I feel ignored
That's right
Well I can't take it anymore
I kick my stool and slam the door
If there's a remedy for this
I'm sure I probably can't afford it
But I'll try anything
At that time I had a foolish plan
To mouth off to a polish man
And have him kick my teeth in
Just for something to do
I might have a problem
I need a clue
Well when I finally got back up
I cracked a smile and dusted off
And then I smoked another cigarette
And threw it at my silhouette
I should call it a day
Maybe come up with something else
That might be better for my self-esteem
Or better for my health
I'm just so bored of being bored
I need some attention, I feel ignored
8.Black Shoes
Lyricist：Adam Blake, Kenneth Harris, Michael Trent Robinson, Jacob
Sinclair
Black shoes, tie and overcoat
Head full of lines and don't you know
I can see you coming from a mile
He's looking for another taste
But I'm gunna put him in his place
With charming grace
Elegance and style
So think about it first
Before you make it worse
'Cause it's about to get a whole lot harder
And if it all works out
There won't be a doubt at all
You're heading for the boiling water
He's got his mother on his side
Up to his neck in selfish pride
It's causing him
A lot more than he knows
He's looking for another fight
I hope he knows we
That we just might take him for
Everything he owns
So, so think about it first
Before you make it worse
'Cause it's about to get a whole lot harder
And if it all works out
There won't be a doubt
At all we're heading for the boiling water
La, la, la, la
So think about it first
Before you make it worse
'Cause it's about to get a whole lot harder
And if it all works out
There won't be a doubt
At all we're heading for the boiling water
9.Holliewould Getaway
Lyricist：Adam Blake, Kenneth Harris, Michael Trent Robinson, Jacob
Sinclair
We were out in the hills
Watching all the pretty people put away pills
When my neck got the chills
Baby was wiping off her bloody nose with $20 bills
But we've been here all day with nothing to show
Before he gets back I think we better go
'Cause in his eyes he can do no harm
He's got a shot gun slung over a broken arm
He said 'I'll go out the way I came in
I'm gonna deal with you after I deal with him'
So now we're all down the street
And then we had to pull it over when she couldn't feel the beat
It was cold, she turned pale
But there's no going to the doctor 'less you wanna go to jail
It's the land of the rich, and the home of the wicked
I can't take the taste of the name, so I spit it
In his eyes he can do no harm
He's got a shot gun slung over a broken arm
He said, 'I'll go out the way I came in
I'm gonna deal with you after I deal with him'
So it's dusk the next day
There's two bullets in the chamber from the late getaway
One for me, one for you
I had to ask myself what hollie would do
Well it's all very tragic, I couldn't resist it
Dead-on with the first shot, the second one missed it
In his eyes he can do no harm
He's got a shot gun slung over a broken arm
He said, 'I'll go out the way I came in
I'm gonna deal with you after I deal with him'
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