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Monday, September 26, 2016

Casey Jones'n

Song: Casey Jones'n
Album: Edo
Written by: Toussaint Morrison
Released June 24, 2014
ref: https://toussaintmorrison.bandcamp.com/track/casey-jonesn

Now, I’m no stranger to Spandex. Skinny jeans, I can handle’em
Shit, I was 15 rockin’ Speedos on the swim team
This New Avengers uniform is nothin’ demandin’
Skin-tight’s the job requirement, don’t misunderstand it
But the plan get got dicey when I ran into her
At the Gwen Stacey Memorial Fundraiser in New York
She flew up on me like, “You must be-“ I said, “Right now, I’m Toussaint
Let’s keep it to government names and you are?”

The conversation continued on and on
Until I realized the fundraiser was long over, now, we’re closin’ bar.
I’m hopin’ for a good night’s smashin’, heavy thunder clappin’
Up that mattress and wakin’ up on time in the morning for the captain
She said, “You ever get the feelin’, bad things are always gonna happen
No matter what we do?
Sometimes I wanna fuck shit up beyond repair just for the hell of it.”
I said, “Excuse me, I think I just fell in love with you”
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CHORUS
Oooooh, oooooh, oooooh
I’d be a villain for you
This city never loved me the way you do
And I don’t owe’em nothin’ but the coldness
I, Aiiiieee, Aiiiieee
Put the charges on me
Ain’t no way they gonna catch us both
I love you to a slow death
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A little bit’a good, a little bit’a bad
A whole lotta in between
I mean, I got love for my hood. I wish it was all I had
Cos’ the rest is disappointment and grief
Now, I’m callin’ out cops instead of holdin’ my breath
We’re all goin’ the same direction, quick or a slower death
Peace and hysteria, survivalist or ruthless
We honeymoon’n hard in a room with a view from Doomstadt

I set a fire and tell her that’s how much I love you
She punched a crater in a planet and said, “I wanna touch ya”.
The balance is fragile, you never know when you’ll lose it
Sometimes we’re not meant to have control. I give into it
With my heart and every artery pumpin’ poison to parts of me
She accepts whole heartedly
Break somethin’ by yourself and they’ll call ya a criminal
But it’s love when you find someone to fuck shit up with you
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CHORUS


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