1. |
Where's The Progress?
03:04
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Let's get away from this city
Let's get away from this town
Let's get away from the work
Let's get away from the things that keep you
Let's get away from the hustle
Let's get away from the anxiety
Let's get away from our bosses
Let's get away from the things that we don't need
And I don't know what I'm waiting for..
I'm taking my time, I know
And I'm stuck in the same place I was years ago
So hard just to stay content
Wanna get ahead, but haven't yet
Where's the progress?
Let's get away from the sadness
Let's get away from the pain
Let's get away from betrayal
Let's get away from the things that drive you insane
Let's get away from the pressure
Let's get away from the thugs
Yeah let's try to be better
Let's get away from pollution and the drugs
And I don't know what I'm waiting for..
I'm taking my time, I know
And I'm stuck in the same place I was years ago
So hard just to stay content
Wanna get ahead, but haven't yet
Where's the progress?
Snoop Dogg
Dr. Dre
Smoke Weed
Every day
And I don't know what I'm waiting for..
I'm taking my time, I know
And I'm stuck in the same place I was years ago
So hard just to stay content
Wanna get ahead, but haven't yet
Where's the progress?
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2. |
Cheekbones
01:29
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Paint your nails, I’ll give you a ride.
Take the mattress, I’ll sleep outside.
You’ve punched my heart in all the right places,
bound me up and left me for the tide.
Even if you wanted to leave me, I’d never let you go.
Two people went for coffee.
Two people stayed home.
Two people broke up and two people
Calmly discussed their relationship.
Even if you wanted to leave me, I’d never let you go.
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3. |
Just Not Right
02:27
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Trying to find some semblance
But I can't find another way
To say the things I want to you
For all those times you walked away
I've got nothing left to hold
My grip is slipping so it seems
Everything that I want
Is right outside of my means
It's just not right
Yeah, what you do
I know, I know
And it's not what we want
it's the way it goes
The way it goes
Some things are lost and stolen
There are these things I just can't hide
I've got these pieces missing
And there's a hole left deep inside
I have these opaque curtains
And yeah they're blocking out the light
And in the complete darkness
It's getting very hard to fight
It's just not right
Yeah, what you do
I know, I know
And it's not what we want
it's the way it goes
The way it goes
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4. |
Baby Beluga
01:36
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Baby!
Beluga!
Baby beluga in the deep blue sea
Swim so wild and you swim so free
Heaven above and the sea below
And a little white whale on the go
Baby beluga, baby beluga
Is the water warm
Is your mama home with you, so happy
Baby!
Beluga!
Way down yonder where the dolphins play
Where they splash and swim all day
Waves roll in and the waves roll out
See the water shootin' out of your spout
Baby beluga, oh, baby beluga
Sing your little song
Sing for all your friends, we like to hear you
Baby!
Beluga!
When it's dark, you're home and fed
Curled up tight in your water bed
Moon is shining and the stars are out
Good night, little whale, good night
Baby beluga, oh, baby beluga
With tomorrow's sun, another day's begun
You'll soon be wakin' up
Baby!
Beluga!
Baby beluga in the deep blue sea
Swim so wild and you swim so free
Heaven above and the sea below
And a little white whale on the go
Baby beluga, baby beluga
Is the water warm
Is your mama home with you, so happy
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5. |
Where Will I Go?
03:32
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Now I see
My heads been getting bigger for some time.
And I say
Promise me you’ll pop it before it gets out of line.
I may not be
One in a million, but I’m at least one in ten thousand, that’s a certainty to me.
But I know
Not everybody needs to know that anyway.
Where will I go?
Half formed thoughts;
These will fill the spaces that I’ve made.
Do you feel me?
Is this a song that touches on what you’ve known all along?
Yes I’m ugly,
But when I look in the mirror, don’t you know that I’m still smiling ‘cause I’ve still got all my teeth.
And that’s all
A man from Chilliwack really needs.
Where will I go?
Where will I go when all these roads are bursting at their fragile seams? And this uniform was crafted in my father’s other dream.
Because I know I should be down and out and throwing up my hands, But these words ain’t going to write themselves. All they do is scream where will I go.
Where will I go?
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6. |
Fling Mingo
01:06
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Oooo
Ahhh
Oooo
Do The Fling Mingo
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7. |
Melonhead
01:43
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Everytime it comes out wrong.
Here’s hoping.
Melonhead, you brushed your teeth.
Figured how to cut your meat.
You’re sexy now, you’re lithified.
Go ahead now, you’re alive.
Everything looks good for you.
Here’s hoping.
Oh Melonhead,
Things get so much better for you.
You were right all along, you just needed a backbone.
It was smart to wait, to pick it apart,
To stop where you were and go back to the start.
Oh Melonhead.
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8. |
You Wouldn't Like It
02:34
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You're looking for something different for that pallet of yours
you said you've had everything but now you're looking for more
Top of the line, before our time, and it's all gourmet
If it's too much of a change, then you don't have to stay
Maybe this just isn't for you (you wouldn't like it)
You've been searching and looking for that decadence
and you got what you want but now you're on the fence.
acquired tastes go to waste when it's all said and done
if you don't like what you taste don't keep going for fun
Maybe this just isn't for you (you wouldn't like it)
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9. |
FTE
00:43
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Fuck the Environment. Fuck solar power. Fuck recycling.
But don’t forget to spay your cat.
But don’t kick the homeless.
But don’t forget to tip your mailman.
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10. |
Sword
02:04
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Where are you, man?
It’s 10:17.
Where are you, man?
The juices flowing, the minds-a-going.
Every time I listen to Brand New,
it makes me want to write songs.
It makes me want to write
Now I know it’s not for everyone.
Now I know it’s not for everyone.
The perfect blend of random and meaningful.
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11. |
Drownline
04:12
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I think a gun is a musical instrument,
painting chords like blood on a wall.
I think a brush is a sexual deviant.
Raping canvas ‘til it’s orange and purple.
I think a comb is a science experiment.
Sculpting heads like the Olympus Mons.
I think a wig is just a pen on the internet.
Boldly going where it don’t belong.
Could it be you’re already after me?
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12. |
Plaid Shorts And Mustard
01:06
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Plaid shorts and mustard,
That’s all I am to some people these days.
But I don’t even try to change their minds.
I guess I’m just happy with what I am.
Yes, everything will be fine as long as I’m happy with what I am.
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Like Bears! Chilliwack, British Columbia
A band of many genres. Each member of Like Bears brings with them a very diverse set of influences. Mixing a unique blend of Alternative, Folk, Punk, ska, and many other genres brings together songs that can fit in any scene. With such a variety to their music Like Bears feels at home playing any type of venue. From punk to acoustic, There is something for everyone with Like Bears. ... more
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