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One Of Those Days
04:00
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Walking On Air
05:10
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My Own Way
04:17
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If none of this matters to ya; I'm gonna go, on my own way.
Think this has been drawn out do you.
Well well. I'm gonna go; on my own way.
Frankly babe I feel the same; so long as none of this matters to ya;
I'm gonna go; on my own way.
Here I go; on my own way.
Cause lonely nights are better than some drawn out fights;
I'm gonna go on my own way.
Nothing else comes to mind.
Guess we've said all there is; to really say.
So if none of this matters to ya; I'm gonna go on my own way.
In to the night.
Far from your sight.
From your prying eyes.
Go ahead; act like there's nothing wrong.
By the time you see what's right;
I'm gonna be long gone; on my own.
On my own way.
So if none of this matters to ya; I'm gonna go, on my own way.
Think this has been drawn out do ya.
Well well; I'm gonna go; on my own then.
Kiss my fist if none of this matters to ya.
I'm gonna go; and I'll be gone to stay.
In to the night.
Far from your sight.
Gonna start a new life; and do my best to ditch this spite.
Go ahead; act like there's nothing wrong.
By the time you see what's right, I'm gonna be long gone.
On my own; On my own way.
In to the night.
Far from your sight.
Out to start a new life and forget, forget this spite.
Go ahead, act like there's nothing wrong, baby.
By the time you see what's right, maybe I'll be long gone.
On my own.
On my own way.
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4. |
Summer Time
04:20
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The waves are high;
The air is sweet.
Bet we'll jam all night like we're down on the beach.
We'll do it all the time like it's summer.
I couldn't spend my time with better friends.
Up and out all night too see that old moon come and go again.
When the sun lights up the sky, we'll be lit up too.
Let's do it all the time, like it's summer time.
Chorus
The waves are high, the air is sweet.
Bet we'll jam alll night like we're on the beach.
By the fireside; definitely gonnna smoke a few;
and have a couple of drinks then;
wait for the sun to rise.
We'll do it all the time like it's summer time.
I can't spend my time with better friends.
By the fire watching those waves roll in and out again.
When the sun lights up the sky, bet we'll be lit up too my friend.
Let's do it all the time, like it's summer time.
Chorus
I can't spend my time with better friends than you.
By the ocean side, with the ones I love to call true blue.
Until the end the sun will light up the sky, and we'll get lit up too.
Let's do it all the time like it's summer time.
Chorus
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5. |
A Pothead's Life
04:08
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My drug dealer, don't deliver. It makes smokin' my joints a pain.
Guess I'll take the treck cross town; just to smoke that Kush again.
Don't know what'd I'd do for a tastey hoot, for now I'm singing those Zig Zag blues.
That's what I get for smokin' the last of my bag, but it's a pothead's life.
Comes in Purple Kush and Lemon.
Makes me feel right next to heaven.
So I smoke twenty-four-seven; it's an expensive religion.
Runs ya five a joint, and ten a dime; sixty a quarter it's really a crime.
Stuff your bongs, light your blunts and pipes and doobies - for a pothead's life.
It's a pothead's life; doobie after doobie; it's a pothead's life.
Roll the fattest blunt that you've ever seen, and I'll smoke it to my dome.
But you can't tell by looking at me, I'm a chronic loving lone stone.
You don't know what I'd do for a tastey hoot, for now I'm singing the Zig Zag blues.
Must be time for another Juicey Jay, what more can I say.
It's a pothead's life.
Comes in Purple Kush and Lemon.
Makes me feel right next to heaven.
So I smoke twenty-four-seven; it's an expensive religion.
Runs ya five a joint, and ten a dime; sixty a quarter it's really a crime.
That's the price I'll pay, to smoke night and day.
It's a pothead's life.
Chorus
Comes in Purple Kush and Lemon.
Makes me feel right next to heaven.
I suggest you smoke twenty-four-seven.
Damn it's an expensive religion.
Runs ya five a joint, and ten a dime; sixty a quarter it's really a crime.
That's the price I'll pay to smoke night and day.
It's a pothead's life.
Chorus
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6. |
Hoops of Fire
03:39
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Some say dating's like a circus act.
One clown slips up, the other laughs behind their back.
You seem like the type who likes to be chained to a stage.
But I don't find that well trained.
Some say dating's like a circus act where the clown gets the laugh, and stabs you in the back.
Won't be the type to be chained or caged; well I don't play that game.
What I'll do, is set the stage with hoops and screw with your desire.
Wanna see what you do for me. Would you jump through hoops tonight?
What do I do?
Show you the hoops.
Line 'em up see what you'll do for me, if you're worth it you'll come through.
What'chu gunna do?
Here are your hoops; they're on fire. I dare you to jump through.
If you're that damn clown laughing behind my back;
It's time to realize I'm a magician. I've got my cards stacked.
With this trick it doesn't matter if you do it fast or slow.
Man, I wanna see for real, just how far you'll go.
What do I do?
Show you the hoops.
Line 'em up see what you'll do for me, if you're worth it you'll jump through.
It's only fair for you to know, that it's true - this is all for show.
What do I do?
Show you the hoops.
Line 'em up see what you'll do for me, if you're worth it you'll jump through.
What'chu gunna do?
What would you do?
Here are your hoops. They're on fire.
I dare you to jump through my hoops tonight.
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The Harvest is an original four-piece rock band hailing from Vancouver, BC. Lead by vocalist, Shauna Meloche, the band takes you on a journey through waves of musical styles and emotions, bringing powerful modern rock songs with twists and turns through every change. Wearing their influences proudly, lessons from classic artists permeate their creative synapses to form a new generation of songs. ... more
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