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By the time you're turning 30
You'll be useless as fuck

You got your plans and you're ready to go
But something's gotten hold of you
And you
still lonely with you
You're not in love,
But I still need to
Hold on to you
What have I gotten into?

And this world is fast
It's passed me by
Through my head
Through my head
Through my head

In my lifetime when I'm disgraced
By jealousy and lies
I laugh aloud ‘cause my life
Has gotten
If you want paradise
If you can't make a choice
You're standing at the crossing of your life
Something's gotten hold of you
You can't think
(I got to hold it by my side)
Grown accustomed to her looks
(I wanna be, be your ornament)
Grown accustomed to her trace
('Cause I love you, baby,
(I got to hold it by my side)
Grown accustomed to her looks
(I wanna be, be your ornament)
Grown accustomed to her trace
('Cause I love you, baby,
Reveal to me this ugly thing, 
I'm rusted metal by your head
It's gotten out of hand again, 
Nobody sees it, but I can
You thought of everything,
(I got to hold it by my side)
Grown accustomed to her looks
(I wanna be, be your ornament)
Grown accustomed to her trace
('Cause I love you, baby,
You've gotten use to
No one to hold you
Maybe you're good at all alone
You ain't pretending
You're some helpless princess
And you ain't waiting
(I got to hold it by my side)
Grown accustomed to her looks
(I wanna be, be your ornament)
Grown accustomed to her trace
('Cause I love you, baby,
As I wander by

Pray for the day
When you say you will stay
You have gotten a hold of yourself
Raised for the race
We are not what we say
There are
Reveal to me this ugly thing - I'm rusted metal by your head
It's gotten out of hand again - nobody sees it, but I can
You thought of everything, I
Reveal to me this ugly thing, I'm rusted metal by your head
It's gotten out of hand again, nobody sees it, but I can
You thought of everything, I
[something buried in intro about 20 seconds in]:"can't believe he's gotten it all sorted?"

Never in fear

Redder roar flare
Follow round


Lock 'em
Reveal to me this ugly thing
I'm rusted metal by your head
It's gotten out of hand again, nobody sees it, but I can
You thought of everything, I
South Tacoma Way
By Neko Case and her Boyfriends
From Furnace Room Lullaby
(N.Case/B.Connelly/J.Trueblood/S.Betts)


Chords transcribed by Warren
Like the clock in the gut of the 'gator
They all talk (tick)
Earned every dime in my pocket
They pocket watching
Eyes wide—you must of gotten in
deceived, by the deceptions indeed
Who mechanically breed at methodical speeds
Distorting your genes, aborting your dreams
As coarse as it seems

Aiyyo, Work
(Mr. Gene Poole)
Lovin' this sound comin out to yo system

I spark to get y'all off to a good start. Show me some heart, walk through my hood after
it right
And we had just gotten back off tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
If we summoned up the posse and done rushed
right
And we had just gotten off of tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
If we summoned up the posse and down watch
right
And we had just gotten off of tour last night
So the gang and I thought that it would be groovy
If we summoned up the posse and down watch
Imagine full glock clips
I hold a glass of Remy Martin
Gettin' milks by the carton
Extortin' the light weights for thinkin' they important
The night pays
of substance
The systems lacking some ism
Since it's killing the misery
Hope my children remember me
Since I sing songs of symphony
Somethings just gotten
Steppin' up out the shadows I comes equipped to wreck 
Hold up just a sec Coolio I'm on deck (Malika) 
Yep the diction is on point 
'Causin'