The Strangest Car Parts You Will Ever Hear - Whackhead Simpson

(Ama) (Can't see you) (Hello, hello) (Where are you?) Starin' at the brake lights Didn't realize it was midnight Maybe it's the way I don't dismiss great intent Can I really be home soon? Meetings on the Westside They ask how my projects coming along I'm convinced I don't want anyone to know But being in disguise will take me down Down places, high stakes Got all I was asking for, went back for a pedicure Time's brazy, remind me of the basics Battling with my bad rapport Who knows what I was searching for? I finally have my chance to really say out loud I FaceTimed you right back, I think that you cut out Still convinced, I don't want anyone to know But maybe all this time will shake me out? (Good morning) Anyone to notice, please? I signed up for the paper round (good morning) I'm sad that you waited out (good morning) Anyone could know by now Oh, and that was some deal, I don't wanna die in it Hate me, that's fine, I don't ask you 'bout my feelings My angels won't abide, you ain't nothin' but some cynics, yeah Oh, I had the best time, I left before it finished You said a legend never cries, how else they supposed to fit in? You know I'd rather stay inside, won't you give me just a minute? Oh-oh Oh, and before I do forget, I remember to listen Try not to mention it Headin' out to stages would be fine You preached her on demand, I saw you in the line I saw you walkin' out that downtown apartment, drivin' with no caution Coupons for your bathroom, I know where you started It doesn't really matter 'cause I can always spot you (I can always spot you) Part of all my family, part of the same run and you did it But why you actin' different? You're not And you know we're aimin' for that one spot? (Sounds about the same) but you act like you didn't know When they found your burner phone, now you celebrate alone Ignore the details and we fail I said, anyone to notice, please? I signed up for your paper round I'm sad that you waited out 'Cause anyone could know by now Oh, it's not a done deal, I don't wanna die in it Hate me, that's fine, I don't ask you 'bout my feelings My angels won't abide, you ain't nothin' but some cynics, yeah (Oh, you ain't nothing but some cynics) Oh, I had the best time, I left before it finished You said a legend never cries, how else they supposed to fit in? You know I'd rather stay inside, won't you give me just a minute? (A minute, a minute, a minute, yeah) Hey, oh-oh Hey, oh-oh Hey, oh-oh (Up the stairway to heaven)

When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry Love is pain and pain could pleasure If you would have only realized And now it's your turn to cry The camel's back broke tonight It's too late to try When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry Tears roll down my cheeks and You were never around to wipe my eyes For years you played hide and seek With my love You are just that kind of guy When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry When you hear this song will you cry 'Cause you know you're wrong - will you cry

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Wish I was riding the steam train Right out of the pages of time Down through the ol' Roaring Twenties To the fall of 1929 Back in heyday of railroads Before airplanes fluttered and flew Color me in like a cartoon hobo Doing what bums used to do Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Show me hopping a freight train Somewhere south of the yard Make it a Santa Fe boxcar Paint it all rusty and hard Sketch out an old hobo jungle Make the old days come alive on the page Build a rough shack Down by thе track Weather it heavy with agе Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Sometimes things are great to remember Some are too good to forget Things back then were so different Some things we think of them yet Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon

Loneliness is settin' in How I feel, you don't know All my tomorrows, they depend On how my todays go Ain't seen your face for a few years or more You don't write, you don't call Tell me what are all the memories for When you don't remember at all? I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Maybe someday, you'll walk into Some bar I'm singing in You'll hang your head in sorrow and cry When you see the shape that I'm in Oh, I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name?

Decided to write a song for my hero Considering he's done so much for me He's the one that pulled me up when I fell down so low He's the one that led me through the darkness when I could not see Never met a man more gentle or any humbler Never once heard him raise his voice or saw him mad But I watched him break his back on coal and lumber To give her everything she never had Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him Born on a summer day in some dark holler Way back in the hills of Perry County Well he grew up poor and he never saw a dollar But a dollar ain't no good in a coal camp anyway Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him And if I'm half the man he is when I die I don't know if I could ask for too much more He taught me you only need one hand To count your real friends in this life But if you find true love you better take both arms And hold on til your sore