1. |
Grasping at Straws
01:56
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I keep grasping at straws,
cheap plastic straws
I'm trying to suck at everything
think I'll go for a drive
just to feel alive
and maybe crash my car into your house
like I'm Billy Joel
Getting lost in the dark
drunk in Asbury Park
something, something, something
Springsteen
Got the wind in my hair
not a care in the world
as the world burns all around me
All you shitty bands
don't let your hearts get broken
I can only hope all your dreams come true
and I'd never lie to you
I keep grasping at straws
cheap plastic straws
I'm trying to suck at everything
Got one foot in the grave
and one up my own ass
and I feel like no one understands
All our scenic plans
they all gone up in smoke man
and there's nothing left to write
all these lies are true
and I hope to smell you soon
and I hope your dreams come true
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2. |
Peace and Love
02:28
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peace and love, peace and love, peace and love
there is never gonna be
peace and love, peace and love, peace and love
as much as I want there to be
there was a guy who said "imagine, no possessions"
and all this other shit
he lived high up in a penthouse
some crazy asshole shot him in the back
cause peace and love, peace and love, peace and love
there is never gonna be
peace and love, peace and love, peace and love
and there ain't no such thing as free
heard of a hippie, liked to trip he
fell so hard his heart gave out
guess he's grateful to be dead
but a lotta people wish he was still around
peace and love, peace and love, peace and love
there is never gonna be
peace and love, peace and love, peace and love
so share your drugs with me
wanna tell you that I love you
and I hope you all find peace
but sometimes I can't take it
oh man I just wanna scream
leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone
I don't wanna hear your story
leave me alone, leave me alone, leave me alone
oh this town's a cemetery
peace and love, peace and love, peace and love
there ain't never gonna be
peace and love, peace and love, peace and love
and empathy
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3. |
Young Rectums
01:18
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if I wait for your love
will you wait for mine
would you give me all your love
in due time, you'll be mine
young rectums, holla back
young rectums, holla back
young rectums, holla back
if I wait for your love
will you wait for mine
cause everywhere I turn
I keep seeing the signs
you leave behind
young rectums, holla back
young rectums, holla back
young rectums, holla back
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4. |
For My Next Trick
02:44
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well I ain't too good at magic
yeah I'm no magic man
my hat ain't got no rabbits, baby
and my sleight ain't got no hand
well if I was good
baby I would pull a flower out of your ear
but I'm not
so for my next trick, I'll disappear
I been getting good at trying
to saw myself in half
half of me keeps crying baby
while the other half just laughs
well if I was whole
baby I don't know if I could learn
to live with myself
sounds like hell
so for my next trick, I'll disappear
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5. |
Soul Abuse
03:12
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I don't know where we're going babe
I barely know where I've been
outside I keep thinking it's snowing
but it's all, in my head
it was like we wanted, soul abuse
looks like we're all, so confused
it's a naughty world, whoo ooh ooh
all alone in this world
with so many other sad boys and girls
who try to fight on through the night
trying to find another light
cause it's so dark in my head
it was like we wanted soul abuse
looks like we're all, so confused
it's a naughty world, whoo ooh ooh
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6. |
Big Heart
01:58
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everybody wants to be a big star
with a big house and a fancy car
everybody wants to be a big shot
with a gold toilet and a hot model
but baby I would rather have a big heart
than a big dong or a big wallet
baby I would rather have a big heart
to reach out, to reach out to you
cause this world don't mean nothing
if you don't got love then it don't matter
how much other shit you got
everybody wants to be a big star
on the red carpet in Louis Vitton
everybody wants to be a big shot
with a gold watch and a big cigar
but baby I would rather have a big heart
than a big dong or a big wallet
baby I would rather have a big heart
to reach out, to reach out to you
cause this world don't mean nothing
if you don't got love then it don't matter
how much other shit you got
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7. |
Old Timer
03:14
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yeah I'm addicted to your love
baby I never get enough
of all, all your love
ain't never gonna tell you lies, no no no
the only thing I want in life
is all, all your love
when you're smiling
I go wilding
and when you're laughing
I lose all control
when you're smiling
I go wilding
and when you're laughing
I lose all control
yeah you know I do
yeah you know I do
it's old timey love
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8. |
The Damage is Done
02:33
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I got a lotta gas left in the tank
but I got nowhere to go
I got a bunch of bags packed
but I got nowhere to go
I got a fever inside
I'm burning so hot and cold
I wish I could hop on a plane
but we shot ourselves in the foot
ooooh, are you feeling,
are you feeling
out of control?
I threw on my best suit
but I got nowhere to go
I got a buncha big plans man
but I got nowhere to go
I'm like a dirty old pair of boots
I got a beat up soul
I'm like my dog when he gets upset
I keep on digging holes
ooooh, are you feeling,
are you feeling
out of control?
all the damage is done
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9. |
Into the Wilderness
03:15
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I've gone into the wilderness
where all the wild things go
I've gone into the wilderness
I can't find my way home
there's moonlight on the boats
they're coming to the coast
and I'm dreaming life
into all you ghosts
I've gone into the wilderness
where all the apes run free
I've gone into the wilderness
my heart just wants to leave
there's moonlight on the boats
they're coming to the coast
and I'm dreaming life
into all you ghosts
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10. |
Vinsanity
03:06
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broke down on the side of the road
cause i's carryin' too big a load
two bags of hot shit in my hand
cause my dog he shits like a man
it ain't worth my sanity lord
it ain't worth my sanity lord
goin down all kinds of new roads
it ain't worth my sanity though
broke down in new york city
i was feelin myself some pity
goddamn near lost my mind
hey baby you should try it some time
it ain't worth my sanity lord
it ain't worth my sanity lord
goin down all kinds of new roads
it ain't worth my sanity though
i know, i know, that this is all a dream
i know, i know, that this is all a dream
broke down on the side of the road
cause i was carryin too big a load
so much bullshit in my head
i'm full of more than that
it ain't worth my sanity lord
it ain't worth my sanity lord
goin down all kinds of new roads
it ain't worth my sanity though
i know, i know, that this is all a dream
i know, i know, that this is all a dream
i know, i know, that this is all a dream
i know, i know, that this is all a dream
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11. |
Tonight We Ride
03:04
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tonight we ride
we ride for the city
gonna spread our love
all over the world
tonight we ride
we ride for the country
we ride for one, we ride for all
who's coming with me?
holy war
holy war
holy war
this is holy shit
tonight we ride
we ride into battle
gonna draw big dongs
all over your walls
tonight we ride
we ride for the sheep
we'll burn the gates, the keepers, all
who's coming with me?
holy war
holy war
holy war
this is holy shit
I want you
I want you
1,2,3,4
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Vincent Brue Long Branch, New Jersey
Hi there, I’m Vincent Brue, singer/songwriter, producer & founder of The Vincenzos, Vincent Brue & The Long Branch Davidians. Former captain of Lifeguard Nights & The South Jersey Seashore Lifeguard Convention Band. Sometimes I write songs about animals and ghosts under the name Uncle Vin. Music is the reason I am still on this earth. I hope you enjoy it. ... more
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