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30, 30, 30

by Jay White

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1.
For two four, four two five Lets start love, let's get high White moon by the docks Spotlight paints a picture For two four, four two five I want more, i want my sentimental Maybe that's just why i missed her All you've got is numbers And all we got it time Well ain't it just ironic That all i have are rhymes Four two five, Four two six Lets drive out, Let's see flicks Geriatric style, I maybe should have whisked her away Four two five, Four two six Lets build walls, Lets use bricks Whispered in my ear "Bad wolf can't blow us down" Don't feel so encumbered That all i have are rhymes Words are just my numbers Ain't no such thing as time For two six, For two eight I see tricks, can't count straight It's a bold-faced Tragedy That words are how i see She's a mathmatician Numbers don't mean too much to me
2.
Maya's a farmer boy he's been cursed gazes on his land first sees the worst lives in a hurse gets all the worst waiting to go home A costume hell clothes that fit he writes bout it he writes it well Johnny's in the backseat shackles a man doin his time, fighting his crime but deep down he knows but deep down he thinks he's wasting his time Ziggy heald it back from a halfbeat heart attack Jerry took it slow he had no place to go Clothes that fit They fit me well
3.
Clean up the cabin the mayor is coming to stay. His stallion died in the forest so he's coming here to stay "They said i was supposed to warn you so here's your warning: the lumberjack is coming to get me in the morning." Said he's choppin' down everything between me and my town I got a thousand one hundred one million ideas in my brain. But i only remember one So imma' drag my stick up on this beach go and find another one Now pick up that mask from the basket of faces Acceptable faces, correctable faces The faces we keep Buy the door! It was a room full of writers In a basement in an alley It was hard fitting breathing in the plans of the smoke It was a room full of laughter Pen's dripping with anger So what do you mean when you say you've seen god
4.
Tank Engine 03:48
Spoke in dissonance as i tumbled pretty words" "Tossed aside in insignificance they were a proud pariah herd." Said Jay, i'm not trying to preach Just trying to reach you son Sittin' here fronting like They're fighting a battle you've already won Don't be arrogant son Sun makes you blind Geriatric mind But it's worth it for the answers You just can't find It's so easy Running from the sun Racing around in my cadberry dreams Something i learned, contrary to the wicked one, well she's different, well she sees With her ten foot jerry curls And her strawberry smiles One thousand girls to love for a while, I'll just love for a while
5.
Maggie 03:46
Night of the living steadfast everlast story To see our golden hero sparkle in glory Scratch that record off the track before it's even written Gotta slow it down so my baby girl can listen Turn that lens back to prince pauper Playing knowing on a keyboard It's just so automatic Hired an actor needs a real show stopper So fuck the words it's all jaw-droppers now Four oh one one street A beat poet on the corner Ain't no fun gun treat to meet a know it all any way Gotta slow it down so my baby girl can listen Jay learned how to talk But he forgot just how to listen Maggie ask me softly if i'm having a good time These songs without your love to steer Are just a bunch of rhymes A sociopath on an old dirty path met a boyscout picking it up He said he killed him right there but he just wouldn't dare. Just a good man sticking it out
6.
A salesman of stories once cast me under his wicked white spell His life was of schedules and it seemed he would schedule it well With tiny red diamonds on the clips of his case of ideals he was the master of his craft he was a master at that The suited man had no neck just a burberry sash Chorus: Oh, salesman of stories You seem rather boring Did someone not tell you just to write about the pen you hold? So bold. His memoirs he showed me of a thousand tiny cuts He got along the trail It wasn't of foolishness, he explained to me It was from once when he Let those creatons drag him Town to town (Chorus) Enough of my life, lets get back to my story he sighed As he undid the shiny red diamonds on his fancy breifcase "I got a real nice autograph, i can make people laugh, and i know my fans will adore me" Well, i think you should leave
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A righteous one A farmers son He hunts his heart With a golden gun Then drinks those thick thoughts away Down the drain Now he an ma Walked out the door She was twenty-five She was twenty-four They saw no reason to stay When the spotlight's shining on my Broadway blues Ain't gon be nothin i can't do today Ma wrote sad poems She tap-danced too She tried to show em In that Broadway blues Pa followed suit Went back to his roots Strong winds was 'a blowin And that bedroom quaked Don't you know they kept goin' A poor child to make Between the sheets Bobby Jay was conceived King of the streets Or so they believed Pa shifted his lights From his Broadway blues to a kid he was talking to yesterday Known throughout the venue As a baby blue horseshoe How i graciously Live so gracelessly speaking Live so Spaciously

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I wrote this album in 30 days. The album contains 30 songs, all written the day of recording.

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released April 10, 2011

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