[Verse 1]
Same fucking payphone
I’m calling north to Mom to ask
What year the Mustang is
And when she answers, I, I hear your voice, Dad
"I’m coming home soon
Could I bor...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
The most remarkable thing about coming home to you
Is the feeling of being in motion again
It's the most extraordinary feeling in the whole world
I've got two big hands
And a...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
I'm starting to believe that there's a god and he hates me
I'm starting to believe that my mom lied about grace and divinity
And it hurts like a sunburn
Wakes me up from a deep ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
[Verse 1]
Do you think that god reads the billboards?
Soaked in fluorescent light
Shadows thrown on the honky-tonk
We played early tonight
I hadn't heard from you lately
I th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
Goodbye Carolina
I felt cold and I felt weak
Took a midnight bus from Asheville
Passed like a ghost through Tennessee
Brushed the northern edge of Blacksburg
Like the hair off...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
[Verse 1]
Hey, Holy Ghost, why'd you leave me? Where'd you go?
I know we ain't spoke in so long, but I gotta know if I'm alone
If I start drinking, I'm gonna be the town drunk
...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
[Verse 1]
He invited me in;
Said his name was Jesse and to take a look around
I found my coat at the bottom of the closet, dug it out
The only thing that she left
There in the...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
At a big wooden table in an office off of Ann Street
It might as well be the ocean for as far as you feel from me
But honey, baby, please...
Shit, I’m sorry
I didn’t mean t...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
One, two, three, four
One, two, three
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Asbury Park
In a sublet, I'm renting
I got a new job
I’m out painting houses
The sun on my neck and some cash in my pocke...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
They're tearing up streets again
They're building a new hotel
The mayor's out killing kids to keep taxes down
And me and my anger sit folding a paper bird
Letting the curtains ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties