album: Sheepdog EP (2004)
album: Paralyzed EP [CD-Single] (2004)
album: Bring 'Em In (2003)
album: Sheepdog EP (2004)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah

I aim at the first one who ever dared to stand still
Oh Lord, your tension is making me ill
You’ve got no friends in your home, you’ve got no family stone
You can’t go “Yeah, yeah, yeah”
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip, the multi-talanted strip 
Will gather 'round you with coke and pain
Oh, the trees, ain’t no doubt about 
The seeds, I had no thought about 
No “yeah, yeah, yeah”

Don’t know why I can’t locate this feeling
That I would rather be with you
It makes no sense, while crying out loud - that I may love you
This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you
Don’t let them closer to this secret
That I may love you

Take 'em out west, take 'em outta height, take 'em on a sweet ride
Those little angels are numbered nine
The colored TV once shined on desolation “one five”
They’ve got it! Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Bust 'em in the light, bust 'em in the light, bust 'em in the daylight
They ain't worthy being named as thieves
One of those shorties said “Hi!” up to the abbot who died 
The rebound, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Don’t know why I can’t locate this feeling
That I would rather be with you
It makes no sense, you're crying out loud - that I may love you
This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you
Don’t let them closer to this secret
That I may love you

Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like 
“I would rather heal your wounds” 
Now hear the dark gun punching out that
That I may love you

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