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Humidity
02:50
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It’s 80 degrees but you could’ve fooled me
sweat's curling up my hair
And it’s all thanks to this southern humidity
You could use a knife to cut up the air
Move along (move along)
Till the work is done
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be
Than sweating away my summer days
In this old dominion humidity
Cicadas chirp that classic song
My glasses are as foggy as the dew (good mountain dew)
The sun’s beating down on my old home town
Boiling the river into stew
Move along (move along)
Till the work is done
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be
Than sweating away my summer days
In this old dominion humidity
Shed all the layers you please
Don’t be afraid to show off your knees
Do what you’ve gotta do
To keep that humidity from getting to you
The sun’s going down and you hope the heat does too
Or maybe for a nice cool breeze
But there’s a reason we call her Virginia
Because she’s a hot-blooded tease
Move along (move along)
Till the work is done
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be
Than sweating away my summer days
In this old dominion humidity
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Big City Blues
02:56
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Why does it smell like tuna in here?
Why do you insist on drinking cheap beer?
It's so windy outside I might lose my hat
But then I come in and the air feels flat
I watch the kids out smoking weed in the park
Their smoke curling upward and into the dark
We don't close the blinds, 'cause we like the light
And if you fell from the window you'd die from this height
Ooo,
I got the big city blues
Ooo,
Everything’s brand new
The sun's always blinding at quarter past four
It's golden rays shining on my closed door
I've got people to meet and I've got songs to play,
Though I hate them now, I know I'll miss these days
Ooo,
I got the big city blues
Ooo,
Everything’s brand new
Ooo,
With nothing left to lose
So why am I feeling so blue?
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3. |
Three Days
02:44
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We sat in your window
and talked until dawn
You played me your favorite Bob Dylan song,
The one that your mother
loved to played.
I closed my eyes, wished we could stay
I watched from the floor
as you packed all your things
Together we sang all the songs we could sing
Songs all about
saying goodbye
Oh, how this year flew by
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Sweet Petunia Boston, Massachusetts
Listening to queer freak folk duo Sweet Petunia for the first time, many are blown away by the interchanging vocal lines of Madison Simpson & Mairead Guy. Unbelievably, the two are not related, though their voices are almost indistinguishable from each other. These brother harmonies lead Sweet Petunia through many shifting genres, melding traditional folk sensibilities with a distinct punk flare. ... more
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