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Dirt Road
04:11
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Dirt Road
Your aesthetics are an anesthetic
But so important to me, baby
And it's like farm country
The place where I wanna be
I was caught up in a quagmire
Like a thousand voices speaking
The springs of my bed were flat and
My tired bones were creaking
Dirt road, carry me back
Dirt road, carry me right along
Dirt road, get me outta town
The skies looked dim over Newark
I took the last plane home
To sooty dreams of burning buildings
City places I did roam
Motel was connected to a pool hall
Pool hall was connected to a bar
Happy hour special was kamikazes
And beer to set my throat on fire
Dirt road, carry me back
Dirt road, carry me right along
Dirt road, get me outta town
Out in back of your house I could remember
There were trees
And songbirds were sleeping
Underneath some leaves
And I need someone warm to come home to
When nights are cold and lonely
But ya caught me by surprise when you asked me
To be your one when I'm only on a
Dirt road, carry me back
Dirt road, carry me right along
Dirt road, get me outta town
No other place but your arms will do
Others, their thoughts were like glue
And no other place is right
I need to be right by your side and
Your aesthetic is an anesthetic
But so important to me, baby
And it's like farm country
The place I wanna be, hey hey
Dirt road, carry me back
Dirt road, carry me right along
Dirt road, get me outta town
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2. |
My True Story
03:55
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My True Story
Well I knew a girl
She led me all around
Down the garden path
Led me by the nose
You're not just anyone
And neither am I
And when I leave you
A part of me will die
Well I never been bound for glory
That's my story
And I only got lovin' for ya
That's my story, yeah
It's hard to be
Alone at night
You want an instant party
To make ya feel all right
Your baby's gone
You're on the loose
The feeling’s wrong
You need a bad excuse
And I never been bound for glory
That's my story
And I only got lovin' for ya
That's my story, yeah
Haven't I seen you girl?
Seen you before
Or am I mistaken
about the dress you wore
Well I'm just some guy
from way out of town
And all I ask of you
Is don't let me down
And I never been bound for glory
That's my story
And I only got lovin' for ya
That's my story
And I never been bound for glory
That's my story
And I only know that I adore you
That's my story, Well all right!
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3. |
Iron Line
03:44
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Iron Line
Get out and walk on the iron line
Get out and walk on the iron line
Iron time air line
Slick and fine
On the iron line
On the iron line
Get out and ride on the iron line
Get out and ride on the iron line
Your hot car is a rust bomb
Your heart bursts but your face is calm
On the iron line
On the iron line
So blasé, quite amused
Yet indecisive and confused
Yes you have the answers now but you don't care
You relocate yourself everywhere
On the iron line
On the iron line
Get out and walk on the iron line
Get out and go for a ride on the iron line
Iron time air line
Slick and fine
On the iron line
On the iron line
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4. |
Big Motor Man
04:10
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Big Motor Man
You gimme fever
Everywhere ya lurk
You chill me out
On my way to church
I'm runnin' you down
When I drive my van
Can't run can't hide from your
Big motor man
But it's a long way back
From anything we've known
And when last call comes, hey hey
We gotta get goin'
I take the back road
Get to your town
You give me body heat
When I come 'round
So I move up to your place
Just as fast as I can
Can't run can't hide from your
Big motor man
And you're the one I want
The one I look for
Can't run can't hide
From the one you adore
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5. |
You'll Never Know
04:49
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You'll Never Know
I've gone down into the dungeons of my soul
To create the modern miracle, don't ask me how I don't know
Tryin' to stay transparent in this interval
Tryin' to stay transparent in this interval
When everything is lust stripped bare
Don't ask me if I care
I do, but how will you ever know?
"Cause I love you, but how will you ever know?
And it always of course takes two to make it so
'Cause I do love you but how will you ever know?
You'll never know
Thrown out on to the sidewalk of infinity
Tryin' to re-create the thoughtfulness I thought I knew
I want to tell you and I would, if I could only hear
The words of love you whisper, before you say "screw you", my dear
'Cause I love you, but how will you ever know?
And it always of course takes two to make it so
'Cause I love you, but how will you ever know?
You'll never know
Please forgive the gaps in my intelligence
Please understand the extent of my innocence
But somewhere in the distance I can tell
That you will come to know, I only wish you well
I wish you well
'Cause I love you!
I've gone up into the upper reaches of hell
Tryin' to get some rest for a short spell
Feelin' called, called in for brief repair
Before I can ever say, let me take you there,
let me take you there
'Cause I love you, but how will you ever know?
And it always of course takes two to make it so
'Cause I love you but how will you ever know?
You'll never know
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6. |
You Know That
04:00
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You Know That
Well I left my family and I left my home
Through this wide open country I will roam
I take I-90 to Des Moines and back
I go from love-itis to a love attack
And I'll die for ya honey while I'm fixin' your flat
Hey I don't mind and you know that
I drove past a camp they slaughtered Indians there
It's a ghastly place but what do I care
Except for people pullin' stick-ups on the exit ramps
But they leave me alone cause I'm a motorin' tramp
And I'll die for ya honey while I'm fixin' your flat
Hey I don't mind and you know that
I see a girl flip out, smash plate glass
Cops pick her up, gonna whip her ass
I can tell by her expression that she's my kind
Hey a woman like that is hard to find
Well I left my family and I left my home
Through this wide open country I will roam
To see storm clouds rise over chemical towers
Hey relax and count the hours
And I'll die for you honey while I'm fixin' your flat
Hey I don't mind and you know that
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The Ballad Of Sheriff John Castle
Sheriff John Castle was a troubled man,
He had cloudy vision in a cloudless land,
Where the highway ended was where his life began
Until he was consumed by the bitterness.
Shut down cold by the bitterness
The cities of The North, roads between them are old,
And the cars and the trucks are all full of rust holes,
And in the space between the towns John Castle was the law,
Until he was shut down by the bitterness
Shut down cold by the bitterness
John Castle was a dog in wolf's clothing,
To John Castle, luxury meant nothing.
He loved his girlfriend, his parents needed his love, too,
And all the way to the horizon he had work to do
Sheriff John Castle was a troubled man,
He had cloudy vision in a cloudless land,
Where the highway ended was where his life began
Until he was consumed by the bitterness.
Shut down cold by the bitterness
Nuclear-winterized by bitterness
A sheriff's paradise turned to bitterness
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8. |
No Promised Land
05:04
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No Promised Land
No Freedom it does impinge
On the confidence of a lunatic friend
It could be us, so we drove out
Across this land we set sail
Many people
Are on the way down
Ain't talkin' 'bout no promised land
We drove out of New York State
With a fistful of dollars and a charge plate
Vacation time on our minds
So we bought a box of donuts too but
Many people
on the way down
Ain't talkin' bout no promised land
We went out and drove all night
To a slaughterhouse town in Iowa
Cold breakfast at the edge of town
We shared a wooden table with the golden dawn
Many people
Are on the way down
Ain't talkin' bout no promised land
I felt a bit majestic but I still drove straight
into a real world full of hunger and hate
They come out and stared at me
Treat a '91 Ford like a social disease
Many people are on the way down
Ain't talkin' bout no promised land
They say, Hey buddy could ya lend a hand
Ain't talkin' 'bout no promised land
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9. |
Alcohol Beast
03:41
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Alcohol Beast
I got kicked down the street by the alcohol beast
Was toasted by half-baked companions
A failed architect trust-funder lush
And a coked-out contractor from Cleveland
You'd be surprised how green money is
When a dog walks away from its dinner
You'd be surprised how tender a brain can feel
When it's occupied by a sinner
I was thrown down some stairs
by my close friend Kaye,
She snorted in derision and stood there
I looked up at the landing and without understanding
I said, Kaye, you look 'specially good there
I was surprised how soft a body can feel
When it's inches from death on a rug
I was amazed how mean Special Kaye was
She stepped on my brain like a bug
I got kicked down the street by the alcohol beast
Her mood was changed like the weather.
She filled me with dread, but the last words she said were,
Let's stay together
And the rest followed fast though it could never last
Morning's light filtered through to us
So we tried to be nice, next time I'll think twice
We tried. What good did it do us?
I've got one thing to say when things get this way
It's time to head home and forget them
And the friend you need least is the alcohol beast
Or her friends so don't ever let them in
And don't poison yourself 'cause you've got nothing else
Just shut up and finish your dinner
‘Cause it's bad how soft a brain can get
When it's occupied by a sinner
I got kicked down the street by the alcohol beast
Was toasted by half-baked companions
A failed architect trust funder lush
And a coked-out contractor from Cleveland
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10. |
Bridgeport Lathe
03:10
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Bridgeport Lathe
I want to hear the sound of the Bridgeport lathe
It's metal to metal it really is
Your basic ordinary men they work at Bendon Gear
And the screech of shearing metal is what they wanna hear
Foxy secretaries make a point of passing through the plant
And they know you want them to show it all
But you just might get your arm torn off
If you look up for too long from your Blanchard Grind-All
I've worked bessemer converters
out on Cheektowaga plains
And I've even done third shift on antiquated screw machines
And I'd even rather work at slaughterhouses in Niagara Falls
But Bridgeport lathe has got me by the balls
There's no time to sneak a cigarette or read a novel by Ayn Rand
And you don't have to do container work to get canned
The bossman he is staring at the men he's always near
Because the screech of shearing metal is
what he's paid to hear
I want to hear the sound of a Bridgeport Lathe
It's metal to metal it really is
Your basic ordinary men they work at Bendon Gear
And the screech of shearing metal is what they're gonna hear
I've worked bessemer converters out on Cheektowaga plains
And I've even done third shift on antiquated screw machines
And I'd even rather work at slaughterhouses in Niagara Falls
But Bridgeport Lathe has got me by the balls
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11. |
In The Long Run
06:00
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In The Long Run
The North Star Bar is closin' down
The look of hunger is on the town
I'm lookin' for the stairway down
I drag my ass around
But maybe it's better for someone
In the long run
Yeah maybe it's better for someone
In the long run
You look up, you look at the sun
I know you just wanna find some fun
But when you fall into the wrong dream
Things are not what they seem
But maybe it's better for someone
In the long run
Yeah maybe it's better for someone
In the long run
The North Star Bar is closin' down
The look of hunger is on the town
I'm lookin' for the stairway down
I drag my ass around
But maybe it's better for someone
In the long run
Yeah maybe it's better for someone
In the long run
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12. |
I Get Excited
05:17
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I Get Excited
I drive my car
to the total red sky
I drive on concrete
I wanna watch somebody die
I wanna big peace keeper
I wanna set you straight
I wanna give you justice
So feel my hate
I get excited by the bridges
I get excited by the water
Don't ask me how I do it
I get excited
I drive my car
Past an edifice
It has flaming towers
I dunno know why this is
I like a mystery
When I'm in the mood
I like an industry
More than I like food
I get excited by the bridges
I get excited by the water
Don't ask me how I do it
I get excited
I take a walk
Under a railroad bridge
I like a mystery
I don't know why this is
I leave a typical suburb
I leave a shopping mall
And I write my name
On a factory wall
I get excited by the bridges
I get excited by the water
Don't ask me how I do it
I get excited
I get excited
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John Hovorka New York
John Hovorka played guitar and bass guitar in bands first in Geneva NY but mostly in Boston then in New York City. After he started writing songs he was the leader of The 2x4's (1978 - 1980), then Noise Pencil (1982), Turbines (1983 - 1987), Hovorka (1988 - 2002), John Hovorka And The Dawn Of Mechanized Farming (DOMF) (2003 - 2016), and also made solo albums. He is now in Massachusetts. ... more
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