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Changing Someone's Luck
17:19
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Sometimes it doesn’t take much to change someones luck
It’s as simple as flipping a penny instead of picking it up
No need to be greedy, what’s mine when I’m dead?
So what difference will it make if I’m the one to break the bread?
I think it’s time that we shovel out the love.
Oh darling, can you feel the love?
Can you feel the love?
The grass is always greener when you’re walking with a friend
Life is always a little bit simpler when you don’t have to pretend
That imagination is a gift you’re given from above
You know what we all need when the push comes to the shove
Everyone just wants a little love
Oh Darling, can you feel the love?
There’s no need to be afraid, it’s just a little tap from above
Can you feel the love?
Love can be angry, it can be frightening and mean
Doesn’t mean you no harm Child, it’s as delicate as a dream
It’s clear as water and just as clean
Why don’t you jump on in and you’ll see just what I mean
Oh look at you darling, swimming in the love
Oh I bet now you can feel the love
Can you feel the love?
Remember that time we were dancing and you got me real high?
You know whenever I can I’d like to have you right here by my side
But that’s not how life works, water rushes to the rivers end
If you look hard enough you’ll find me in the eyes of a new friend
Then we can be in love again
Oh darling, we can share our love again
Why don’t you share the love that you keep dying to defend?
Share it with your friends
Share it with your friends
Can you feel the love?
Sometimes it doesn’t take much to change someone’s luck
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Sweet Tooth Blues
05:47
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When that steam whistle blows and
I put my hammer down
Gonna get twenty dollars
Then I'll go out on the town
I need my sugar (sugar)
Lord knows that I do (sugar)
Well some go home for supper but your
Daddy's got a Sweet Tooth too (sugar)
Well some men take a whiskey
Just to put their mind at ease
But me I need my sugar
'Cause it tastes so sweet
I need my sugar (sugar)
Lord knows that I do (sugar)
Well some men take a whiskey but your
Daddy's got a Sweet Tooth too (sugar)
I see Susie on piano
Makin' eyes across the room
Gonna get me some sweet sugar
Gonna get me what I'm due
I need my sugar (sugar)
Lord knows that I'm a fool (sugar)
Well Susie's sweet like candy and your
Daddy's got a Sweet Tooth too (sugar)
Well if you see me on the railway
'Fore the steam whistle blows
Come on give some sweet sugar
Babe I need your heart and soul
I need my sugar (sugar)
Lord knows that I do (sugar)
Well some go home for supper but your
Daddy's got a Sweet Tooth too (sugar)
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3. |
Cumberland Blues
11:59
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4. |
Mountain Dew
08:40
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5. |
Cumberland Blues
02:25
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6. |
Funk Rock Robot
11:18
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Funk Rock Robot
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7. |
The Great Feast
08:32
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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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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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