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just want the proof
give you gave
dirt on me
since we danced outside
runaway whoop dee doo
always get what i want
moment of the river
apathy
big guns
juke box lady
you don't have to . . .
. . .mention it again
on our own tonight
holdin' on today
Don't push the panic button; just stay in your skin.
Maybe someday we will begin.
No one can help us if we don't help ourselves.
It's time for us to step off of the shelf.
Chorus:
Looks like we're on our own,
All alone,
On our own tonight.
Don't hope for someone else to give you what you need,
There's more than one way to plant a seed.
If you find that your heart's not in it from the start,
Don't try to pass it off to us as art.
Chorus.
Bridge:
Hope is an ugly word,
Unless you are a bird,
And you got wings to fly away.
It's just no good for us.
We gotta move on trust
In ourselves, or we will always stray.
I know you're out there, thinkin' just like me,
Tryin' find a forest with a tree.
There's not much room for us to be heard today.
There's people who wish we'd go away.
Chorus. x2
Notes:
Lonnie Totman soloes
Produced by the Spits
Beds recorded by Joe Hardy Memphis
Overdubs recorded by Ron Searles
Mixed by Ron Searles at Manta/Eastern Toronto
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