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Clearance On Oxygen
03:06
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Shoes, shirts, my bag and keys
Set outside again to try and freeze
Get me out of this town submerged underwater
The air is either freezing or hotter
This snow globe of leaves is a place that I can breathe
Round and round it goes, where that is nobody knows
Nobody chooses to stare
A sight so rare
My words have sunk down they're coming back around
I never poisoned my thoughts with alcohol for a cause
The death of my first friend, forever broken
The laughter of all fucking friends
Has tampered with my judgement
In a state of happiness, pretend is fun
At least I don't drink or I'd never see the sun
My mind is dry
With bread and drugs but I know to have fun
(Let us go)
(Woo sound from Andrews bowels)
instrumental shit
Like the drummer boy from Delaware, when he left us
He knew who he was, so he cut his hair
Free from the status book
He walks among us unlike a rook
I'll know who I am by tomorrow night
After I will lie to you saying that it is alright
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Whiskey In The Valley
02:48
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I remember all the times we shared
Walking through the mall down there.
The moon climbs and you shine the brightest tonight.
I can't imagine what you'd say
If we had just met yesterday.
But months fly by with you in my life.
Momma lay down beside me
Outside by the oak tree.
You can say you love me.
Stay with me and watch the bees
And the birds. They're flying through the sky.
Oh why oh why can't I take you with me to the land with whiskey in the valley?
I remember walking through the fields.
I’d dance in pubs to jigs and reels.
The sun’s up and you jump.
The Murder Of Crows
Are gigging in O’Donoghue’s.
You’ll belt the words and drink the booze.
Just take my hand
And I’ll show you the land.
Momma lay down beside me
Outside by the oak tree.
You can say you love me.
Stay with me and watch the bees
And the birds. They're flying through the sky.
Oh why oh why can't I take you with me to the land with whiskey in the valley?
I'll tell me ma
When I go home
The boys won't leave
The girls alone
They pulled my hair
They stole my comb
But that’s alright
‘Til I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Dublin city
She is courting one, two, three
Pray would you tell me who is she
Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fighting for her
They knock at the door
And they ring at the bell saying
"oh, my true love are you well"
Out she comes as white as snow
With rings on her fingers
And bells on her toes
Ol' Jenny Murray says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye
Momma lay down beside me
Outside by the oak tree.
You can say you love me.
Stay with me and watch the bees
And the birds. They're flying through the sky.
Oh why oh why can't I take you with me to the land with whiskey in the valley?
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