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Turn For The Worse The Bottle Rockets Stop this ride I want to get off quick It’s making me nervous it’s makin’ me sick These ups and downs complete turn arounds Makes me realize how good stability sounds Every evening we’re getting closer Headed for the Ditch The Bottle Rockets They want us to eat shit and say thanks They want to hand you paper, you can take that to the bank Well I scratched their back but I still got my itch Singin' Sammy can't drive 55 but I' headed for the Civilize The Universe Ozzy Osbourne Bombs exploding, and tears are flowing, chasing rockets and gasping for air You can call it justice or retribution, yet the reasons are never clear Freedom is just man's invention and a soldier Slo Toms The Bottle Rockets Cause you never know how it's gonna go might stay till the band gets through That crappy little place at the end of the block baby let's me and you go down to Slo-Tom's let's go down to Slo-Tom's It Tomb For Rockets Feng Suave world I’m getting off All I wanna do is pretend we’re islands in the tub Baby, you can even hold me under Maybe we could roll the windows down and turn it up Play all the songs that you’ve ever loved Things You Didn't Know The Bottle Rockets Too long of holding back, too much to hold People out there you really never know Things held back that could turn you cold But you gotta remember to let go. Stuck In A Rut The Bottle Rockets Same old ceiling staring down from above Got the same old girls Not giving me the same old love Same old clock tells the same old time Once again I'm losing My same old mind Stuck in a rut But feeling Rich Man The Bottle Rockets Worked two jobs everyday Never had no fun You really did rack up the pay but now your days are done Saving for the times ahead never got that far Oh a heart attack has left you dead Now you can’t save One Of You The Bottle Rockets Honey hold me up, take my hand If I fall down dust me off again Think I forgot who I am So here's my keys to the van Although I'm seeing two I'm counting on you I'm counting on one of you Honey hold me What More Can I Do The Bottle Rockets Least I'm coming home to you Well I've been beating on you Honey tonight for sure But you don't understand how I feel How I walk through the door It ain't me doing it It's the booze Honey, what more can The Bar's on Fire The Bottle Rockets Last Thursday night in Pittsburgh PA We played a small bar called the Next Decade During our show a riot broke out And from the back of the bar, I heard someone shout Oh my god the bar's on fire Someone Dohack Joe The Bottle Rockets I'm looking for you don't you know And I gotta get that coffee face again Well don't get caught out there on forty-four The cops out there, they don't like us no more And your rolling papers will surely Gravity Fails The Bottle Rockets Spaceman Out of control again Stumbling over words again And finished before I even begin Well gravity fails and I'm falling down Glued to the ceiling, spinning around Well that's when I'm counting on Waitin' On A Train The Bottle Rockets Waiting on a train, waiting on a train The engine's dirty and the cars are plain Like me he's moving slow but he's got two things on me you know Diesel power and he feels no pain I'm sitting at this crossing Get Down River The Bottle Rockets "[G]river town, it's pretty little, it's [D]high on the side and it [C]sinks in the [G]middle. White Boy Blues The Bottle Rockets He's got the best tweed Bassman you ever saw He's a down home, lowdown attorney-at-law He knows his licks so don't you laugh His beat-to-shit Strat cost ten grand and a half Have you heard the news, he Brand New Year The Bottle Rockets Brand new year, same ol' trouble Stroke of midnight didn't change a thing She'll still be the pin that goes and bursts my bubble And writes these sad songs I sing You know I hate New Year's Eve If it don't Rockets Ella Henderson Oh nobody knows but you How to make me come alive And no my heart explodes Kaboom like rockets in the sky I'm some kind of mind reader Cause you know all the things you say You bright up my darkest I've Been Dying The Bottle Rockets Everything hurts everything aches everything's bad Everything sucks everything's wrong Everything's dull everything's gray everything's sad Everything drags on so long I've been trying to change all the I'll Be Comin' Around The Bottle Rockets If he ever changes him mind Thinks of leaving you behind Or if you just want something more When he steps out the front door I'll be coming around knocking your backdoor down I'll be coming around Knocking Rockets Bitch Alert I fly to the star and pick you up with me I fly to star and pick you up I want many rockets many rockets I want To blow up your mind to blow your mind Soleil - and they all want you down Soleil - Sometimes Found The Bottle Rockets Sometimes potato sometimes rice Sometimes nasty sometimes nice Sometimes mom sometimes dad Sometimes happy sometimes sad What a beautiful day What a beautiful day What a beautiful day What a beautiful day for Idiot's Revenge The Bottle Rockets she loathes Well, she's so political So sophisticated She will swear in court That everything's just overrated Well, her parents are really cool You know they love that Motown beat Well my baby with the Another Brand New Year The Bottle Rockets Brand new year, same ol' trouble Stroke of midnight didn't change a thing She'll still be the pin that goes and bursts my bubble And writes these sad songs I sing You know I hate New Year's Eve Another Rockets on the Battlefield Kool Keith Rockets on the battlefield "Tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven" Rockets on the battlefield "Tango three left turn ahead, taxi to port control seven" Release date M6, photographs Dead Dog Memories The Bottle Rockets like you and me are ever going to be we I ain't nothin' you'll ever want, it's plain to see But me oh my, I wonder why I Can't ever let a dead dog lie I ought to give up, but I keep tryin' Keep lookin' for Rockets Simple Minds You're sending me rockets, Fools circle again, More than I realized. You're sending me rockets. Full circle again. Still sending me rockets. Sunday Sports The Bottle Rockets Another long week is finally gone Tunes it out, turns the TV on Championship fishings on Channel 3 The crappie that are bitting you gotta see Watching Sunday sports in his boxer shorts No wife, no kids Welfare Music The Bottle Rockets and Loretta Lynn Tries to have fun on a Saturday night Sunday morning don't shine too bright It's welfare music Watch the baby dance To the welfare music Well she ever stand a chance? Queen Of The World The Bottle Rockets She was singing Hank Williams When I walked through the door Put a nail through my heart Wouldn't a hurt me no more She must been hurt bad To sing it that way Made we wanna hold her Tell her everything'd