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Dance for the Devil
02:55
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Pour me another drink, I'm not driving tonight
Devil's in the house and she's looking alright
Lucy, why don't you come along
Lucy, why don't I take you home
So come on with the shots just line them up alright
Hurry up with the pints, we'll knock them down alright
'Cause we've been waiting for you this whole damn night
Come on now, we've got to do things right
Devil's in the house, gonna party tonight
Devil's in the house, gonna party tonight
I'm dying, what's this heat; who'd you come to forget
Gotta rosin up my bow, I gotta place my bets
A dance for the devil breaks through the crowd
A song for the devil is twice as loud
So come on with the shots just line them up alright
Hurry up with the pints, we'll knock them down alright
'Cause we've been waiting for you this whole damn night
Come on now, we've got to do things right
Yeah
Devil's in the house, gonna party tonight
Devil's in the house, gonna party tonight
Lucy why don't you come along
Lucy why don't I take you home
So come on with the night, let the devil play his role
Now it's time for the waltz, let the fire take control
We've been waiting for this our whole damn lives
Come on now, listen baby, I can go all night
Yeah, I can go all night
So come on with the shots just line them up alright
Hurry up with the pints, we'll knock them down alright
Come on with the shots just line them up alright (Alright)
Hurry up with the pints, we'll knock them down alright (Alright)
'Cause the devil's in the house, gonna party tonight
Devil's in the house, gonna party tonight
Devil's in the house, gonna party tonight
Devil's in the house, gonna party tonight
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2. |
Morbid
03:55
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She was flying high on a midnight ride
Go and tell your mama you won't come home tonight
You're on the town
I listen for the sirens and turn the music down
It was an accident like she could have sworn
It's ok, I've been dying ever since I was born
And I've been around
I could still feel the beating as he took her down
Lord, would it be too morbid
Too morbid to tell my soul its fate
Lord, would it be too morbid
Too morbid to tell my heart its fate
Now I'm alone and guess who's not
Guess I should've tied a tighter knot
And clenched my fist
I let her go without so much as a kiss
Lord, would it be too morbid
Too morbid to tell my soul its fate
Lord, would it be too morbid
Too morbid to tell my heart its fate
Oh-oh-oh
She put my heart in its place
I knew that this would happen
Did you come to rag my bones
Your voice wasn't breaking across the telephone
I knew that this would happen
Did you come to rag my bones
You stole my crown and then destroyed my throne
Now you've left me morbid to the bone
Lord, would it be too morbid
(Is it morbid to the bone)
Lord, would it be too morbid
(Is it morbid to the bone)
Lord, would it be too morbid
Is it morbid to the bone
She left my heart under a stone
Under a stone
I knew that this would happen
Did you come to rag my bones
Your voice wasn't breaking across the telephone
I knew that this would happen
Did you come to rag my bones
You stole my crown and then destroyed my throne
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3. |
Just Talk
03:32
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Just how many nights
Did we spend outside that diner
Trying to get it right
Sometimes when I was alone
The waitress would light up and ignore the phone
We'd talk about our dreams under these hometown stars
Swear at all our friends speeding by in their cars
She always had a look like she was trying to find
Something more than sympathy as she said goodnight
Every time I should've said that
I can't find a reason for us to go inside
It's a warm, warm night
And I feel so alive
So why don't we just get high
And wander round this night
We can find ourselves a quiet spot
To lay down and just talk
We fought to get by
With patches on our jeans and sleep in our eyes
When I couldn't crash
I'd get lost up in a picture of Maria on the dash
Radio's playing a song about growing up
About the lines around her eyes when it gets too much
But we were born in the flesh with our hearts on our minds
Forty-five rounds per minute, and in 4/4 time
I can't find a reason for us to go inside
It's a warm, warm night
And I feel so alive
So why don't we just get high
And wander round this night
We can find ourselves a quiet spot
To lay down and just talk
Why don't we just go down
Wander 'round Milford town
In this foolish dream where I've been caught
We lay down and just talk
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4. |
Songbird Blues
03:51
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Inspiration is just a word these days
I've grown so tired and I'm too broke to run away
Still I tell myself when I play my songs
That I can take the stage
I let the feeling slip away
In conversation my tongue ties up my mind
And there's no sensation when I let my fingers glide
Across these strings, I only hear mistakes
Every word I set is out of place
And the clock is showing me its face
She sings the blues, late, late, late at night
On the balcony upstairs dressed in white
It pulls me through, 'cause I've been wasting light
But her voice, it seems to pull me back to life
Well was it you, or can I hold her close
As I try to sing along
As I try to sing along
I lay down this river
Where once I came to pray
I would find my spirit here
But now those ghosts have gone away
And in this night, well they always hide
In the darkness which I've been trying to fight
Along with my guiding light
A songbird from a midnight glass of wine
Seems so tired but still she is so kind
Could she be mine
Ooh, songbird be mine
She sings the blues, late, late, late at night
On the balcony upstairs dressed in white
It pulls me through, 'cause I've been wasting light
But her voice, it seems to pull me back to life
Well was it you
Or can I hold her close
As I try to sing along
Was it you
My songbird sings the blues, ooh
My songbird sings the blues, ooh
My songbird sings the blues, ooh
My songbird sings the blues
So I can too
Songbird Baby Blues
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5. |
Andrea
03:14
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Well I feel like I just woke up
Show your face, sleepy head
We can't miss out on it this time
Getting all tied up in bed
I went to church on Sunday morning
For the first time in years
All I saw were some frightened people
Trying to face their fears
Oh no
Andrea it's time come home
I'm so tired of wearing this skin on my bones
Andrea, I've got a song to write
I'm gonna take you out tonight
So tell me what's the story
Yeah c'mon what's the news
Are we gonna bust out of here
And throw away our blues
I'll get those tickets
Pack your clothes, dress for sun
We've been working here for far too long
It's time we had some fun
Oh yeah
Andrea it's time come home
I'm so tired of wearing this skin on my bones
Andrea, I've got a song to write
I'm gonna take you out tonight
Don't let them take away your pride
Don't even let them try
Andrea it's time come home
I'm so tired of wearing this skin on my bones
Andrea, I've got a song to write
I'm gonna take you out
Andrea it's time come home
I'm so tired of wearing this skin on my bones
Andrea, I've got a song to write
I'm gonna take you out
Andrea it's time come home
I'm so tired of wearing this skin on my bones
Andrea, I've got a song to write
I'm gonna take you out
Andrea
Andrea
Oh, Andrea
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6. |
Breaking Bottles
02:33
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I awake, a sick taste in my mouth
My eyes were scratchy and red
I was tossing and turning
Dreaming about breaking bottles over your head
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, breaking bottles over your head
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, breaking bottles over your head
Where did you go with my love last night
She never came to bed
Well I guess she was out fucking around
With a man who would soon be dead
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, breaking bottles over your head
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, breaking bottles over your head
I'm gonna make you go away
I'm gonna make you go away
Well I went to the place where we had our first date
Putting my foot to the throttle
The bartender's frisky, I order a whiskey
I tell her to leave the bottle
I finish my drink and then I spy that stink
I start stamping like a bull
The world went black until I felt the crack
Of my Jameson striking his skull
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, breaking bottles over your head
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, breaking bottles over your head
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, breaking bottles over your head
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, breaking bottles over your-
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7. |
Midnight Hour Waltz
04:07
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Hey
Spend half of your life asking questions
Like what am I doing here
There's time for answers later
Someone get him another beer
First thing's first, you lose your head
Then somehow you lose the floor
Ask why you'd do this to yourself
Then you ask for just one more
Past the midnight hour
The smoke takes on a different shade
Past the midnight hour
Your days become a masquerade
The notes start to turn sour
The bar becomes a glass raining sand
In a shower
Did last night ever really end
Or is it still going on
It ends when the keg runs dry
Or when we run from dawn
Knock knock, who's at the door
Can I see your badge officer
Is this the party you came to crash
Or are you just showing up last
Past the midnight hour
The smoke takes on a different shade
Past the midnight hour
Your days become a masquerade
The notes start to turn sour
The bar becomes a glass raining sand
In a shower
Party's over, trash is everywhere
Fuck, what a mess we made
Glad I don't have to clean it up
More so, it wasn't me who paid
To all the strangers that I called my friends
Hey! Let's do it again
Two, three, four
Past the midnight hour
The smoke takes on a different shade
Past the midnight hour
All your days become a masquerade
Notes start to turn sour
We could do this every day
Past the midnight hour
You never know who you'll find
Just sharing time
In the shower
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8. |
One Night Stand
04:54
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Bring out the crystal and pretend you drink wine
Draw some lines across your heart to make it harder to find
Tell me a story that everyone knows
You can change it up a little, 'cause we know it's all for show
Mmm mm mm
Put on heels so high, like you've never been low
Paint your lips up red like your name is Monroe
There's a showdown tonight, better find your best dress
Leave the pieces for the puzzle and let them do the rest
So maybe I'll find you out in the garden
Trying to catch some fresh air, I'll offer my pardon
I'm just taking a break from this party
And I know you're trying to find yourself outside of your body
Man, the things we said and the way it seemed
We tell it like the story of some fairytale dream
Whether it's real is up to us to believe
But who we are tonight is only what they see
Well they all love to see your hair up in curls
None of them realized you borrowed Audrey's pearls
Playing dress-up just like when you were kids
Let a stranger take your role while your heart is hid
Well this house is on fire, pounding feet to the floor
But your mind keep telling you to run to the door
Where your first love's ghost is still touching your lips
And telling you to write your life on pages you've since ripped
So draw back the blinds, baby I'm running out of time
You know we could stay here all night
I know we just met, but baby, it's been such a long day
And what would you say if I told you I've got no place to be
What would you say if I told you I've got no place to be
Don't you know
Who we are tonight is whatever we want to believe
Maybe I'll find you out in the garden
Just trying to catch some fresh air
I'll offer my pardon
I'm just, taking a break from this party
I know you're trying to find yourself outside of your body
Man, the things we said and the way it seemed
We tell it like the story of some fairytale dream
Whether it's real is up to us to believe
But who we are tonight is only what they see
What I see tonight, is something I'd like to believe
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9. |
All the Pretty Faces
03:51
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This one "So long"
We were dancing in the rain
While on the streets in chalk
They'd carve my name
I'm waving so long
But I'd really like to stay
My time has come
I know we've all seen better days
So sing just one more song with me
If you please
To all the pretty faces in the crowd
Don't you let my records be
Won't you please
Let my voice spin back into the loud
When my curtain closes
You all turn to my stage
But the lights come on, you cab home
And turn another page
So take this "So long"
Before we all forget
Your souvenir, my life
A prancing silhouette
Won't someone play my guitar
Like a star
To all the pretty faces in the crowd
Who will step up to lead the band
For the fans
Who can wear the makeup and make that sound
Who
Do you think that death can be glamorous
Well what if it can
Do you think that death can be glamorous
What what if it can
So sing just one more song with me
If you please
To all the pretty faces in the crowd
Won't someone play my guitar
Like a star
To all the pretty faces in the crowd
(All the pretty faces)
So long, to all the pretty faces in the crowd
(All the pretty faces)
So long, to all the pretty faces in the crowd
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10. |
Hollow Notes
05:23
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I can still recall the dress
That she last wore, her best
It had been a while
When night had come, we laid to rest
Some simple words as we undressed
I think I felt her smile
So with candles we burned out
Some refuge in our hope unto this house
But the mood still hung low
The curtains turned to black
For many years on after that
Just so that she'd know
During the silent parade
I prayed for rain
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
I hear the song that she used to sing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Echo the stillness of her skin
When I promised her the pain would subside
I held her hand as she closed her eyes
These hollow notes, they make me whole
And tear like razors through my soul
She is my pain
And every melody
Is like a teardrop drowning me
Please let it rain
During the silent parade
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
I hear the song that she used to sing
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh
Echo the stillness of her skin
When I promised her the pain would subside
I held her hand as she closed her eyes
I kept her memory, dancing in a music box
Just like this ghost of me, risen from the killing block
And I kept her memory, dancing in a music box
But I always wished for more
Always wished for more
These hollow notes, are all that she left
A skeleton of the heart inside her chest and now
These hollow notes live inside my head
A tribute, like her picture
Lusting besides our bed
These hollow notes
I hear the song that she used to sing
In these hollow notes
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Quincy Lord Nashua, New Hampshire
Bringing boundless energy into today's fray, the music of Quincy Lord delivers the aggressive chords and pounding drums of
rock and roll fueled by a heart of poetry.
Lord's music is often described as a modern spin on bands such as the Gin Blossoms and The Gaslight Anthem.
Lord released their first full-length record, "Past the Midnight Hour" in 2020.
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