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People Say
07:22
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2. |
Mountain Dew
10:41
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Pretty Little Woman
13:55
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I have seen the face of love so clear
I’ve even seen the face of my own fear
The only thing I’ll ask for while I’m here
Is a pretty little woman to love me dear
I have learned that only love is true
I’ve learned that the only one here is you
The only thing I’ll ask for before I’m through
Is a pretty little woman to love me true
Pretty Little Woman
With your hair hangin down
Pretty Little Woman
Let the twilight be your gown
I sit and watch as man is forced to dwell
Within his carefully cultivated hell
The only thing I’ll ask for before I bid farewell
Is a pretty little woman to ring my bell
I’ve felt the pain of flesh and blood and bone
I’ve felt the pain of feeling all alone
The only thing I’ll ask for before I go
Is a pretty little woman to take me home
Pretty Little Woman
You know you’re lookin fine
Pretty Little Woman
Won’t you open up your heart and let it shine?
Pretty Little Woman, give me some of your Lovin’
Pretty Little Woman, give me some of your Love
We all know that something is amiss
We’re staring at the edge of the abyss
But the only thing that you need to exist
Is a pretty little woman to love and kiss
The good lord left us all a clue
To show us that his love is truly true
But to me the simple overwhelming proof
Is a pretty little woman just like you
Pretty Little Woman
With your hair hangin down
Pretty Little Woman
Let the twilight be your gown
Pretty Little Woman
You know you’re lookin fine
Pretty Little Woman
Won’t you open up your heart and let it shine?
Pretty Little Woman
There’s nothing left to do
Pretty Little Woman
Except to give my love to you
I’m gonna give it all to you
Pretty Little Woman, give me some of your Lovin’
Pretty Little Woman, give me some of your Love
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4. |
Oye Como Va
08:12
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5. |
The Great Feast
09:38
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Working in this kitchen all day long
Sweating out the grease and the cats that don’t belong
Tryin to win a race without losing any grace
Keep up the pace babe… it’s all relying on you, but
Who’s got the Cleaning Job? Shouldn’t even have to guess.
Gotta clean it up, every time I walk in here it’s a mess.
Who’s got the Cleaning Job? Who’s got the Cleaning Job?
Gotta serve up your love in such loving portions.
Don’t forget the hors d’oeuvres.
Try to grab ahold of your nerve,
Don’t let slip too many of those foul words… cause
Who’s got the Serving Job? Shouldn’t even have to guess.
Gotta serve up your love for all of the guests.
Who’s got the Serving Job? Who’s got the Serving Job?
Shrimp and love is what’s in the gumbo.
Served piping hot, it’s for the family don’t you know?
Deep down in the swamp is where all the good spices grow.
Generations of searching and by now you think we’d know… but
Who’s got the Searching Job? Shouldn’t even have to guess.
Gotta find the thing in you that stands out from all the rest.
Who’s got the Searching Job? Who’s got the Searching Job?
Cook your ingredients, stir them in a pot.
It doesn’t matter, no it doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not.
So many to serve, so little time.
Grab ahold of your nerve, do your best, just try.
Grab ahold of that nerve child, do your best, just try.
Follow in momma’s footsteps, do your best.
A little bit of meat is a delicacy.
Served for the king, you know its not for the likes of me.
Givin’ him bushels of grapes, hands me back crumbs of stale bread.
If I were served his portions I would surely lose my head, but
Who’s got the Serving Job? Shouldn’t even have to guess.
While we’re all out starving you know he’s gotta be impressed.
Who’s got the Serving Job? Who’s got the Serving Job?
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6. |
Funk Rock Robot
11:45
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Funk Rock Robot
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7. |
The Great Feast
01:44
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Working in this kitchen all day long
Sweating out the grease and the cats that don’t belong
Tryin to win a race without losing any grace
Keep up the pace babe… it’s all relying on you, but
Who’s got the Cleaning Job? Shouldn’t even have to guess.
Gotta clean it up, every time I walk in here it’s a mess.
Who’s got the Cleaning Job? Who’s got the Cleaning Job?
Gotta serve up your love in such loving portions.
Don’t forget the hors d’oeuvres.
Try to grab ahold of your nerve,
Don’t let slip too many of those foul words… cause
Who’s got the Serving Job? Shouldn’t even have to guess.
Gotta serve up your love for all of the guests.
Who’s got the Serving Job? Who’s got the Serving Job?
Shrimp and love is what’s in the gumbo.
Served piping hot, it’s for the family don’t you know?
Deep down in the swamp is where all the good spices grow.
Generations of searching and by now you think we’d know… but
Who’s got the Searching Job? Shouldn’t even have to guess.
Gotta find the thing in you that stands out from all the rest.
Who’s got the Searching Job? Who’s got the Searching Job?
Cook your ingredients, stir them in a pot.
It doesn’t matter, no it doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not.
So many to serve, so little time.
Grab ahold of your nerve, do your best, just try.
Grab ahold of that nerve child, do your best, just try.
Follow in momma’s footsteps, do your best.
A little bit of meat is a delicacy.
Served for the king, you know its not for the likes of me.
Givin’ him bushels of grapes, hands me back crumbs of stale bread.
If I were served his portions I would surely lose my head, but
Who’s got the Serving Job? Shouldn’t even have to guess.
While we’re all out starving you know he’s gotta be impressed.
Who’s got the Serving Job? Who’s got the Serving Job?
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8. |
Jam Baby
09:54
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Jam Baby quit gettin' lost up in that Jam
Jam Baby quit gettin' lost up in that Jam
Jam Baby quit gettin' lost up in that Jam
You might find what an honest friend I am
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9. |
My Backyard
12:01
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In my backyard the Sun shines bright
Invites my dreams to take flight
In my backyard
In my backyard, It knows my name
Invites me out to play a game
In my backyard
Takes me to forgotten lands
Where Magic comes from my own hands
With made up people, places, things
I dance around upon the ground
To whatever song the story brings
In my backyard
In my backyard there runs a creek
I swear that I have heard it speak
In my backyard
In my backyard I’ve walked the trail
Where it has told me many tales
In my backyard
Of gentle streams where children play
Laughin’ all their cares away
Of mushroom quests where troubadours
Walked the earth to learn their worth
And find a way to put an end to war
In my backyard
The chirping of the birds
And the chitter of the squirrels
Background noise, while Mom listens
To the burning of the world
Our country’s dropping bombs
On Siblings, Papa’s, Moms
Faceless voice, through radio hisses
Somehow it makes bad news sounds so calm
In my backyard
In my backyard the stars shine bright
Even in the fall moonlight
In my backyard
In my backyard I make believe
Create a new reality
In my backyard
Where loved ones dance while music plays
We sing our way to better days
We drink to everybody’s health
When we feast, we share, we spread the wealth
Our wishing well’s a swimming pool
We try to live the Golden Rule
And when at last the night is done
We clean the mess that we have left
To leave a better world for everyone
In my backyard
Won’t you make believe with me
In my backyard
Won’t you sing and dance with me
In my backyard
Won’t you play a game with me
In my backyard
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10. |
Make It Last
10:23
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Wanting to lay low
But ending up all high
Tryin to see clearly now
Never open up your eyes
Wanting to do good
But turning out all bad
Looking hard for sunlight
And lose the shade that you had
And all the black cats dreaming
Of a white dog life
And a hot summer day is wishing
For a cold winter night
You better take my word
Unless you want to sing the blues
You can trade your ‘What I got’
For some ‘I Love You’
Yeah nothin’s right, but it’s not wrong
It’s all just living, by the weak and the strong
So take it easy, don’t run too fast
If you bring the love, we’ll make it last
Make it last
Everyone around this town, including Mr. Jones
With his fancy cars and movie stars, just wants something else to own
You can have all that is yours and Ill gladly give you mine
Nothing comes for free, still the sun will ever shine
Fear creeping down the alley
Just searching for the light
And all the flower children
Out lookin’ for a fight
Well you can point the finger
But you know we’re all the same
When you’re walking through the fire
You will be praying for rain
Yeah nothin’s right, but it’s not wrong
It’s all just living, by the weak and the strong
So take it easy, don’t run too fast
If you bring the love, we’ll make it last
Make it last
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Love Mischief Sacramento, California
Love Mischief is a Jam Band from Sacramento, CA. With a broad array of collective influences, Love Mischief seamlessly flows between genres, melding Funk, Pyschedelic Rock, Jazz Fusion, and even Progressive Metal to create a unique sound all their own.
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