Spintunes 6

by Ross Durand

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released March 16, 2013

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Track Name: First World Blues
Opened up the paper
Couldn't believe what it said
There won't be no more twinkies
Have to eat donuts instead
Talkin 'bout hard times
These first world problems of mine

Running late for work
According to my gps clock
My starbuck's was closed, I had to drive another block
Talkin 'bout hard times
These first world problems of mine

The restaurants always serve me, too much too eat
Then I have to toss the leftovrs at the end of the week
Livin in the first world ain't no walk in the park
But my mom always said, "Be happy where you are."

I need a work out
Off to the gym I go
But the tv there is always tuned to the wrong show
Talkin 'bout hard times
These first world problems of mine

Been a long day
I'll have a glass when I get home
All out of Pinot, I'm gonna have to drink merlot
Talkin 'bout hard times
These first world problems of mine
Track Name: Bigger in Texas
Throw farther, mighty Cowboys
Throw farther
Run faster, mighty Cowboys
Run faster
Hit harder, mighty Cowboys
Cause everything's bigger in Texas

Well we win big
And we lose big
Cause that's the way we do it round here
We're America's team
So come drink beer and cheer
Although we've only won one playoff game
In sixteen year

Throw farther
Run Faster
Cause everything's bigger in texas
Throw farther
Run faster
The Cowboys are gonna win this one for Texas
Track Name: Don't Send Them Away
Well they sent me off to fight in a far off land
Halfway ‘cross the world - you know I guess they had a plan
And I’m home, but the bombs there left me half a man
Let’s make sure this never happens again

Cause we left four thousand souls in the desert sand
And two thousand more so far in Afghanistan
Now they say we might be heading into good old Iran
But let’s make sure this doesn’t happen again

So I’d say, “March with me!” if I still had legs
I’d say, ”Let’s hoist our fists!” if I still had hands to wave
Just think how many men and women we could save
If we just don’t send them away

Now a soldier every day takes his life by his own hand
Killin’ takes it’s toll in a way that you just can’t understand
So there’s wives in empty beds, and kids who can’t hold daddy’s hand
Let’s make sure this never happens again

So I’d say, “March with me!” if I still had legs
I’d say,”Let’s hoist our fists!” if I still had hands to wave
Just think how many men and women we could save
If we just don’t send them away

So senators and congressmen, please be sane
For every life that is not lost there is so much that can be gained
What if they tried to throw a war and no one came
These tragedies would never happen again

So march for me, cause I don’t have legs
Hoist your fists for all of those who don’t have hands to wave
Raise your voice for all the men and women we could save
If we just don’t send them away

Raise your voice for all the men and women we could save
If we just don’t send them away
Track Name: Someone's
Who's it gonna be next time
You want to send someone off to die
And even those that come back,
have a different look in their eye
Then some families fall apart
And some keep a gun by their bed
And every once in awhile think about
Holding it up to their head

But they're someone's father
Someone's mother
Someone's sister
Someone's brother
Someone's daughter
Someone's son
But if you send them away
They won't be for long

Will it be some poor kid
Just trying to pay for school
Or a kid who saw the movies
And he thought the guns we're cool
Will it be a senator's son
A president's daughter
Or the faceless masses
Useless fodder
Going off to battles they didn't choose
Are they fighting me?
Are they dying for you?

Someone's father
Someone's mother
Someone's sister
Someone's brother
Someone's daughter
Someone's son
But if you send them away
They won't be for long

You wouldn't have to send no one next time
If there was no next time at all
Keep the mothers and the fathers
Posting their pictures on the wall
All the laughter, all the tears
All the christmases
All the years
Moments captured - living lives
Instead off to war, to kill and die


Because they're someone's father
Someone's mother
Someone's sister
Someone's brother
Someone's daughter
Someone's son
But if you send them away
They won't be for long
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