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Grace & Speed, Vandaveer
Grace & Speed
Release type: Album
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Release date:

2007

 
Duration: 34:00  
Size, Mb: 49,01  
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208

 
Price for album: ˆ0.80 (discount 20%)  

 
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1
However Many Takes It Takes Lyrics
I’ve been pushed around this dirty old town
I had to move so many times it makes my head spin ‘round
Just what it is that keeps me here
Is hard to say, the answer’s not real clear
I guess it casts a spell that’s hard to break
Like December’s ice on a mountain lake
I tried to get out but I don’t have the heart
To leave all my friends and make a new start.
There’s a fly buzzin’ around my 8x12 home
Where I can spend the afternoon all alone
I don’t need much don’t you know
I don’t need a TV or a VCR or a touch tone telephone
All you people you try to sell the land
You don’t see the problem, you don’t seem to understand
All you’re doin’ is makin’ one big mess
‘Cause bigger isn’t better and money isn’t happiness...
02:31 208 3,67 ˆ0.10
2
Marianne, You've Done It Now... Lyrics 04:58 208 7,30 ˆ0.10
3
Grace & Speed Lyrics 03:36 192 4,84 ˆ0.10
4
The Streets Is Full Of Creeps Lyrics
harold walked the streets nonstop
routine is the life for an old-beat cop
oh, harold's seen enough by now
cast his last line from the bow
the streets is full of creeps he'd say
hard work rounds(?) and valence pays
and he slipped into a fettle rage
pulled his piece out from its cage
downtown was full with friday night
the sidewalks packed and lamplights bright
he fired quickly from his side
and he took the townfolk by surprise
the streets is full of creeps he proclaimed
honor fades but fame remains
he sprayed 'em fast he shot 'em dead
and he put the last one in his head
he cast his spell, hell he cast his fate
he set the stage for swift debate
all the people damned him straight to hell
while coffins marched to funeral bells
mmmmmmm

but what they didn't understand
all the demons and their dead old(?) band
he payed his dues, he served his time
all before his heinous crime
locked up for years, he'd long since died
his heart had stopped, he'd lost all pride
oh harold walked the streets nonstop
the life sentence for an old-beat cop
the streets is full of creeps he'd say
but if i'm the king, why won't they obey me
he sprayed 'em fast, he shot 'em dead
and he put the last one in his head
he cast his spell and he cast his fate
he won and lost his last debate
all the city damned him strate to hell
while coffins marched to
coffins marched to
coffins marched to
funeral bells
03:59 192 5,23 ˆ0.10
5
One Past The Moat Lyrics 01:39 208 2,31 ˆ0.10
6
Crooked Mast Lyrics 03:16 224 4,95 ˆ0.10
7
Different Cities Lyrics 03:15 192 4,36 ˆ0.10
8
2nd Best Lyrics 03:20 208 4,62 ˆ0.10
9
Parasites & Ghosts Lyrics 03:22 192 4,60 ˆ0.10
10
Roman Candle Lyrics
Rev your engines
Cross your hearts
We're sailing off to mars
We're the travelers from afar

Pass cast aways on ship wrecks stars
Dark in empty bars
We're light years on this cruise
You wait half your life for a brand new start
You learned your lines, you end your part
You're all battered up and bruised

You always had a roman candle for a heart
Now you gotta firm grip on things for a start
I suppose that's a part of growing old
Oh oh growing old

Ba da ba ba ba ba baa
ba ba ba da ba
ba da ba ba ba da ba
Oooh

You always had a roman candle for a heart
Now you gotta firm grip on things for a start
I suppose that's a part of growing old
Oh oh growing old

You rickashayed then you marooned (?)
A spaceship on the moon
You left town with a sonic boom
But gravity pulled you back home
Down to earth and all alone
You cast victory over stones
Soon you mellowed soon you broke
With a softer voice you spoke:
Progress beyond reproach

You always had a roman candle for a heart
Now you gotta firm grip on things for a start
I suppose that's a part of growing old
Oh oh growing old

You always had a roman candle for a heart
Now you gotta firm grip on things for a start
I suppose that's a part of growing old
Oh oh growing old

Oooh
04:10 240 7,13 ˆ0.10