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Killer On The Lamb Banjo & Sullivan their throats, sent 'em to their grave I headed for the Smokie's in Tennessee Yeah, lot of good killing was ahead of me I'm a killer on the lamb Hey, I don't mind living with some blood on my hands Your Lord Don't Let Me Die In A Cheap Motel Banjo & Sullivan Picking for the wait staff again, baring my soul up on stage Where my guitar's my only friend Slurring the words to a hit song from a bottle that never ends Mama says, Roy, get home, boy, before the devil Honeymoon Song Banjo & Sullivan We were shoveling sunshine The hard times were the good times In the back of a good times van Wedding ring was fresh on your hand I guess you were a little shy When you gave me some nipple pie Reached I'm Trying To Quit, But I Just Quit Trying Banjo & Sullivan Adam, you like having a drink or two Sometimes twenty if you're feelin' blue Sometimes one in the morning, so you can get out of bed Ya like Jim, ya like Jack, ya like Makers Mark Drinking in the daytime Free Bird Banjo & Sullivan If I leave here tomorrow Would you still remember me For I must be travelin' on now There's too many places I got to see And if I stay here with you girl Things just couldn't be the same Cause I'm as free She Didn't Like Me, But She Loved My Money Banjo & Sullivan Prettiest one never talked to me Bought her a coke and Jim Bean Sting of bourbon on her lips Big tab and twenty dollar tip She put her hand on my thigh So I grabbed my wallet and opened wide She didn't Sullivan Hospitality Walk on the rocks, yeah, sonny And take all this ocean and wander asleep In slumber Break up these branches on mind Leaves and sticks, smooth, try not to let the fire go Woken and washed by the clanless Banjo Chris Brown, Tyga Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo Man, don't play with the pussy like a banjo And all the hoes in the party hit the dance floor Pull up, nigga creeping Banjo Leonard Cohen There’s something that I’m watching Means a lot to me It’s a broken banjo bobbing On the dark infested sea Don’t know how it got there Maybe taken by the wave Off of someone’s shoulder Or out of Banjo Various Artists my baby She jumps in with a kiss and a hey We exit off that old highway Sometimes you gotta go beyond the pavement You gotta go deep Way on back Cross a few creeks And a couple little shacks You gotta Banjo Rascal Flatts my baby She jumps in with a kiss and a hey We exit off that old highway Sometimes you gotta go beyond the pavement You gotta go deep Way on back Cross a few creeks And a couple little shacks You gotta The Process Sullivan Break the code of silence Forget your conscience And baby, you'll be fine Grab a book of matches, Half empty gas can And get these hands untied You made me who I am Blame it on the process, darling Dig Me Up Sullivan prelude/ Dig me up Cause Im under attack And the trees have stopped growing Roots under the cracks If you feel like dying Please knock on my door. Fire Away Sullivan Seize the moment, fire away And get off these sorted streets And our house of black and redder days You'll get better and better to mean Don't cover your eyes if you can't see Stand on the ground Israel Hands Sullivan I've been on a ship Destined for greater things than these I've been all around So take me home So take me home Daddy's older now And his boots have filled with salt His life has changed somehow Tell Me I'm Wrong Sullivan Tell me I'm wrong Tell me I'm indestructible Tell me my faults Tell me I'm lying to myself Tell me I'm wrong Tell me what's happened to all my friends I've been lying here for the longest time And sullivan street Counting Crows Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan St. Florida Queen Sullivan Hold me down Cause I'm about to fall by the seat of my pants I can see the road through the crows Picking all the flesh off the palms of hands You could be the queen of my dreams If you pull the leaves Goodbye, Miss Havisham Sullivan Lungs turn to rust, turn to soot While you smother yourself The taste of your mouth is of smoke Lip gloss under his belt Somebody help Charred away Your flesh and bones This doll's been brought Great For My Collection Sullivan Sit down, I've got a story to tell you Dare you to guess how it ends Notice the lack of my expression As blood and ether blend Do you know how it feels to get cut down? Do you know? Do you know? The Olive Branch Sullivan Would you run away (run away), Run away in to the void, oh In the face of death, They're still forcing Your eyes, breath, and I know it's hard I know it's hard Would you break me down And get off Banjo Julie Doiron Changi Banjo Lee Kernaghan Well the old man died in the summer when the grass was dry and brown, The long hard road he'd travelled had finally reached the end, He was out on the veranda writing letters to his daughters, When he F-Stop Sullivan Walk into flames that you start with yourselves And get help while you can to pull me from those Burnt down your home Great, a diversion to buy yourself time To give thanks to the ones who are all Lamb Jaymay The whole scene was swell flowers on the sill flowers on the sill flowers on the sill flowers on the sill And I in my gown I was dressed to kill I was dressed to kill I was dressed to kill I was dressed The Banjo Song Seasick Steve On my way down the road On my way on my own On my way down the road On my way Oh the sign sayin' this way Oh the sign sayin' that way Another sign say you're much too old To ever have a home Everybody Mascara (Clean Ver.) Jazmine Sullivan same things So I never leave the house without the make up on I keep MASCARA in my pocket if I'm running to the market 'Cause you never know who's watching you So I got to stay on I got to stay on I got The Folks Who Live On The Hill Maxine Sullivan Someday we'll build a home on a hilltop high You and I, shiny and new Cottage that two can fill And we'll be pleased to be called The folks who live on the hill Someday we may be adding a thing or two Best Of Me Jazmine Sullivan Can't explain what kind of hold he has on me (I wanna say no) I wanna say No, but all I say is Yes (I wanna move on) I wanna move on, and not second guess (I wanna let go) I wanna let go, but he just Malkin / Morgan: Hey, Mr. Banjo The Sunnysiders Hey, Mr Banjo, play a tune for me Play, Mr Banjo, a happy melody Well, we'll clap our hands and we'll stamp our feet You keep strumming while we keep the beat Play, Mr Banjo, a pretty melody Hey, Mr Banjo