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Silence
03:39
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Composed by Chris Altmann © Mushroom Music Publishing
Nobody argues when she’s breathin’ fire
Someone who gets what she wants
Nobody argues when they call you a liar
They’ve been sayin’ that for months
She’s a girl on a hot tin roof
She’s a hell cat hound
Ah, but silence is all she desires
Silence is all she desires
Silence is all she desires from you, from you
Where is she goin’ and what has she done?
Why’s her face all in knots?
Wearin’ the glasses to see through the night
She walks at night a lot
She’s a girl on a hot tin roof
She’s a hell cat hound
Ah, but silence is all she desires
Silence is all she desires from you, from you
It’s not a problem ’cause she’s got it already beat
She clutches her purse as she crosses the side of the street
She could try to show you but she don’t even know you that well
After 24 years you’d think you’d be able to tell
She doesn’t care about the things in your wallet
Or the things that you’ve done
She’s got to get to that business appointment
It’s really not much fun
She’s a girl on a hot tin roof
She’s a hell cat hound
Ah, but silence is all she desires
Silence is all she desires
Silence is all she desires from you
Ah, silence is all she desires
Silence is all she desires
Silence is all she desires from you, from you
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Easily Replaced
03:54
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Composed by Chris Altmann © Mushroom Music Publishing
I always drive on the dotted line when I’m drivin’ in your lane
Keepin’ the pace at a steady rate ‘cause I’m thinkin’ just the same
Someone told me I was on the way to a date with the devil’s wife
But I don’t think he understands I’ve been runnin’ all my life
Sunshine for your pretty face
I was so easily replaced
Sunshine for your pretty face
I was so easily replaced
I kept my head in a lion’s cage when I was in my teens
One hand bangin’ on a bolted door, the other had the key
Now I don’t know what your mother told you ‘bout the company I keep
But if she knew about me and you it’d surely make her weep
Sunshine for your pretty face
I was so easily replaced
Sunshine for your pretty face
I was so easily replaced
Sunshine for your pretty face
I was so easily replaced
Sunshine for your pretty face
I was so easily replaced
Sunshine for your pretty face
I was so easily replaced
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Hello Again (acoustic)
03:21
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Composed by Chris Altmann © Mushroom Music Publishing
Open the door, walk inside
I must be happy, see me smile
What’s goin’ on, in your life?
Now you’re in love, yes I know
Please don’t invite me to the show
That doesn’t mean I have to go
And I thought I knew you well
A long time ago, a long time ago
Now I just can’t seem to tell
If you’re my friend
But you look so happy now
Look at your face, look at your face
And it’s good to know there’s somethin’ there again
Look at the shelves, they’ve all changed
There’s different pictures in the frames
Who are your friends, what’s their names?
You’re movin’ on like it’s a race
I look in the mirror, I see your face
Wish that you’d slow down the pace
Well I tried not to be cruel
I’m in control, I’m in control
Even though I wanted to, I was restrained
Now, I’m glad that we still talk
We’re doin’ fine, we’re doin’ fine
And I’m burnin’ out the memories in my brain
Yeah we’ll be just who we are
We won’t pretend, we won’t pretend
We’ll show that it’s all water, down a drain
Well it’s time for me to go
I’ll say goodbye, I’ll say goodbye
I’ll kiss your cheek and you will do the same
Open the door, walk inside
I must be happy, see me smile
What’s goin’ on, in your life?
Now that we’re done, with the chase
I hear you’re lettin’, out the space
Like what you’ve done, to the place
Hello again it’s good to see your face
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The House At No. 3
03:06
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Composed by Mikey Madden © Mushroom Music Publishing
It’s been a long time gone, been a dirty old road
Since there was meat on my bones, and places to go
I left you when the milk went sour
Came back when the grass was greener
But don’t take me down that same street anymore
I don’t recognise the houses or the trees
I’ve been fifteen again since I walked through the door
Of the house at No. 3
Fell out with the neighbours, fell in love with the night time
When the truth took a backseat to the stories and the rhyme
Talked to yer girlfriends to see if they miss ya
And asked for your mother to give you a call
But don’t take me down that same street anymore
I don’t recognise the houses or the trees
I’ve been fifteen again since I walked through the door
Of the house at No. 3
And now when I see her I can’t help but miss her
The lights from the hallway that call ya back in
But don’t take me down that same street anymore
I don’t recognise the houses or the trees
I’ve been fifteen again since I walked through the door
Of the house at No. 3
The house at No. 3
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