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Who's Going to Jail

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Out through the door, out my head on down the road/ I see that place, cold dark damp place and I move/out the road up the rail, feel acute on what I can handle/ feel the need to be kept impaired, well you know I've been told well yeah

If you're what you say you are/ I better for better hide my jar/ can't miss no money when you don't hold no cards/ I see you trembling looking lost where you are
Awaiting some call that never comes on time/

I see you walking up all and down the stairs/ I see you calling all those no one there's/ ain't no concerns with any who what's when where's/ yet you're convinced that you're the center of glares

Baby,who's gonna tell/ Babe, who you say you've killed/ Baby, who's gonna care/ When it's you going to Jail

All through the house, six bedroom doors in a hall/ the screams from behind don't spell any joy, by any stretch/ now you say I witnessed a face I shouldn't have saw/ make your case, incriminate, but your case don't make no sense anyway

If you want to shut my mouth up/ that's fine, but you should lay off that drug/ you're getting sloppy in your paranoia/ ain't doing favors getting drunk staying up
Awaiting some call to rat someone out/

Now you're not walking up stairs you're searching feeds/ sitting in the dark upstairs looking at the screen/ and on your shoulder is a silver gleam/ your own reflection is the man you sing to the cops

Baby, who thinks your real/ Baby, who's gonna care/ when it's you going to jail

Your playing by the moon/ don't answer no phone/ your reason to me/ you need space to get clean

You'd rather smoke that rock then put it on some finger/ those fellas you sold out done dropped you in danger/ and I remember then for you what was hell/ nobody came for you once locked in your cell
Baby, you say you've killed/ But then who thinks your real/ Baby who's gonna care/ now it's you gone to jail
Now it's you gone to jail/ now it's you/now it's you gone to jail
Alright, you can tell your tales/ they be coming from that prison cell now
Make right with what got you there/ same story changed for every ear now


 

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from Super Premium, released November 16, 2014

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Thick Modine Raleigh, North Carolina

Thick Modine broadens on a form of rock and roll that melds the swampy funk and growl of southern rock with the raw truth that is the essence of the blues, often with a hint of the ragged, seat-of-the-pants spontaneity that defined early punk.

Vocals, Guitar / Martin Pitts

Drums / Alex Norris

Bass / Maverick Raber ... more

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