1.Distracted
Lyricist：Christopher Edwin Gonzalez, David Andrew Hause, Michael
Hanrahan Sneeringer, Bernard David Walsh
She fell down the stairs and opened her eyes
He's over the edge this time
He's all wound up from the nightmares
They make him lose his mind
She's distracted
Lost the sense of the urgency tonight
The sense of the urgency tonight
For a couple of years she covered her eyes
She'd give him hell sometimes
The makeup covered the bruises
But somehow made her blind
She got distracted
Lost the sense of the urgency in life
The sense of the urgency in life
Can she save herself？ Save her from the nightmare
Save her from the nightmare he's become
She looks up the stairs, slips out the door
The floor creaks so loud at night
The keys fumbling in the ignition
This ride could turn the tide
While he's distracted
She finds the urgent need to survive
She finds the urgent need to survive
Can she save herself？ Save her from the nightmare
Save her from the nightmare he's become
She's holding here, it's tiring pretending
She's tired from just waiting for it to end
She's been hanging round on this side of town
Missing opportunities
She wants to brace herself just enough to sing
A little louder every day, yeah
A little louder every day
She runs up our stairs and it floods her eyes
She's smiling for real this time
No makeup to cover the bruises
No more running through life blind
She just got distracted
But she's finding the will and the strength to survive
She's finding the will and the strength to survive
And it saves her from, it saves her from the nightmare
Saves her from the nightmare he's become
She's holding here, she's tired of pretending
Tired of just waiting for it to end
2.Last Call
Lyricist：Christopher Edwin Gonzalez, David Andrew Hause, Michael
Hanrahan Sneeringer, Bernard David Walsh
He sits and stares, waiting for thunder
After awhile, I started to wonder
How he got so hollowed out
I didn't even recognize him yesterday
The clock ticks like a small drop of water
The clouds roll in the sun starts to fade away
As the rain comes down he begins to pray
Now it's the dealer's turn to fold
'Cause the charade is getting old
You can sit and wait for lightning to strike
But the wind will takes its toll
He lifts his head, gets up in a daze
Out of the fog and into a maze
That's the way it starts everyday
So it seems the well's running dry
All he does is look up to the sky and beg
Laughing as they hand him a dead bouquet
That's all
Let me know when this all sinks in
Last call, last call
The lights are on but you're not leaving
3.Spy Diddley
For weeks it's been frustration
Resentful aggravation
So sad to say
That it all seems just like a nightmare
But maybe today I'm spared
The constant gnawing that we're stuck in this grind
Why don't we say fuck it all til tomorrow
And we can chase all the bad luck away
Why give it back？
If tonight's only borrowed it's alright
Could it be desperation took a holiday？
Or is it laughing in our face？
If that's so I'm on the take
And they can burn me at the stake come Monday morning
But at least I'll get a taste
Could it be desperation took a holiday？
Or will it be back to torture all of us on Monday？
If that's the case to play it safe tonight's a waste of time
Tonight might be the only thing we have
4.Johnny 99
Well they closed down the auto plant in mahwah late that month
Ralph went out looking for a job but he couldn't find none
He came home too drunk from mixing tanqueray and wine
He got a gun shot a night clerk now they callm johnny 99
Down in the part of town where when you hit a red light you
don't stop
Johnny's waving his gun around and threatening to blow his top
When an off-duty cop snuck up on him from behind
Out in front of the club tip top they slapped the cuffs on
johnny 99
Well the city supplied a public defender but the judge was mean
john brown
He came into the courtroom and stared young johnny down
Well the evidence is clear gonna let the sentence son fit the
crime
Prison for 98 and a year and well call it even johnny 99
A fist fight broke out in the courtroom they had to drag
johnny's girl away
His mama stood up and shouted judge don't take my boy this way
Well son you got a statement you'd like to make
Before the bailiff comes to forever take you away
Now judge I had debts no honest man could pay
The bank was holding my mortgage and they were gonna take my
house away
Now I ain't saying that makes me an innocent man
But it was more 'n all this that put that gun in my hand
Well your honor I do believe Id be better off dead
So if you can take a mans life for the thoughts thats in his
head
Then sit back in that chair and think it over judge one more
time
And let 'em shave off my hair and put me on that killing line
5.Lover's Town Revisited
Lyricist：Billy Bragg
It's that summer of the evening
Get ready and roll the cassette
There's boys outside preaching genocide
And trying to think up some sort of threat
And the ladies in the cloakroom
Take no notice of me
I wish myself was back at home
But there's nothing safe in watching TV
There's something born tomorrow
That I lost when I was out for a drink
How many gangs is it gonna take
To change the way I think？
It takes more than good intentions
And a big bloke on the door
Though it's never the same after the first time
It doesn't stop them from coming back for more
Fighting in the dance halls happens anyway
Sometimes it makes me stop and think
But most times it make me turn away
Sometimes it makes me stop and think
But most times it make me turn away
Sometimes it makes me stop and think
But most times it make me run away
6.Coma Girl
Lyricist：John Mellor, Scott Shields, Martin Paul Slattery
I was crawling through a festival way out west
I was thinking about love and the acid test
At first I got real dizzy with a real rockin' gang
And then I saw the coma girl and the excitement gang
And the rain came in from the wide blue yonder
Through all the stages I wandered
Coma girl and the excitement gang
She's the Mona Lisa on a motorcycle gang
Coma girl, coma girl
The coma girl was beating with the oil drum gang
And some fast food fanatic was burning down a burger van
And somebody was wailing off their head
Oh, nobody is rippin' the teen scene dead
And the rain came in from the wide blue yonder
And I thought you and me might wander
Coma girl and the excitement gang
Mona Lisa on a motorcycle gang
Coma girl, coma girl on a motorcycle gang
As the nineteenth hour was falling upon desolation row
Some outlaw band had the last drop on the go
Let's siphon up some gas, let's get this show on the road
Said the coma girl to the excitement gang
And into action everybody sprang
And the oil drums were beating out doo-lang, doo-lang
Coma girl and the excitement gang
Mona Lisa on a motorcycle gang
Coma girl, coma girl, doo-lang, doo-lang
Oh, yeah, doo-lang, doo-lang
Come on and roll, yeah
Coma girl
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