say what you MEAN

by Magpie Thief

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1.
Alabama Loud 04:39
You got your pen and your pencil up on your dash, Double guns I overheard You said if anybody tries to mess with you, they’ll Get what they deserve Now you’re yellin’ ‘bout Donald Trump, Impinging on a nerve The cops are on their way, and lord you Smell like Steel Reserve If I go Alabama on your ass it’s going down If I go Alabama, you don’t wanna be around When I go Alabama, I go Alabama loud If I go Alabama on your ass, it’s o-o-n now! You say my dead cat is only Destruction of property My aren’t you well-versed on all The laws of killing I’m go’n’ ask you to cut the bullshit now, I can Feel it in my teeth I am livid, water’s rising. You should Probably leave. If I go Alabama on your ass it’s going down If I go Alabama, you don’t wanna be around When I go Alabama, I go Alabama loud If I go Alabama on your ass, it’s o-o-n now! When I go Alabama, I go Alabama slow You won’t feel it in your body, but you’ll Feel it in your soul When I go Alabama, I go Alabama loud You may not recognize the words that Fly out of my mouth If I go Alabama on your ass it’s going down If I go Alabama, you don’t wanna be around When I go Alabama, I go Alabama loud If I go Alabama on your ass Lord, it’s gonna be loud
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Body Woods 05:17
We are not machines. We are not in the depths of hell. Some of us in houses here, painting on the walls. Some of us drive bottle caps, instead of big blue cars. Maybe we're in a tragedy, sprinkled with some comedy. Maybe it's a big ordeal, well, I hope I act the way I feel. I hope that we don't burn and peel, let's put out these flames of hate 'cause they're all jumping off the Golden Gate. Line up on the bridge it's such a lovely view. One by one, nah, baby, let's go two by two. Let's hold hands. Let's make do. I'm not dead yet, and neither are you. We are not machines. We are not in the depths of hell. Some of us in houses here, beating on the walls. Some of us drive bottle caps, on the way home from the bar. Every day..
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I'll tell you all my secrets Cause you're from out of town I'll be moving along soon too when I get this web unwound I been holding this thing together On sweat and faith alone There's a caterpillar eating leaves Off of every seed I've sewn I'm gonna write myself a letter And they'll decide who to trust My big eyes may not seem wise But they know when enough is enough And the suffocating silence Will soon come to an end Nobody likes a liar with an Empire to defend I'll give you all my money There's a few bucks left The future all depends on fancy lawyers playing chess I been honest kind and faithful Played fair as best I can Some folks only ever care About what feels good to them I'm gonna write myself a letter And they'll decide who to trust My big eyes may not seem wise But they know when enough is enough And the suffocating silence Will soon come to an end Nobody likes a liar with an Empire to defend I'll show you all my weakness You can probably tell I cling into hope like a hermit Crab clings to his shell I been weathered, bruised and broken Told what I've seen ain't real Some folks never want the ugly truth to be revealed I'm gonna write myself a letter And they'll decide who to trust My big eyes may not seem wise But they know when enough is enough And the suffocating silence Will soon come to an end I'll leave behind a liar with an Empire to defend
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Die Off Work 04:44
Sitting at home with some old records on. The time we've had, and the time that's gone. I get up and jump around to that one song. Hope I can hang on to this very long. Am I wrong? Thinking of Mr. Sipping His Bong. Bustin' it out more than Chuck Berris hears a gong. I've been going faster that Captian Kirk. Sitting at home, I'm off work. Beer spittin' at home, I'm off work. Ice tray fillin' at home, I'm off work. And you know where I'll be, and you ain't gotta thing to do, not a thing to do. And you got your voice, and you ain't gotta thing to do, not a thing to do.

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released December 10, 2016

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Magpie Thief Greensboro, North Carolina

Emily Stewart and Matty Sheets have been playing together for years, in this project they strip down their songs for a road worthy acoustic duo. Folk music with heart and street smarts.
Photos by Carolyn de Berry

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