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Home Again (boudreau) I was brought up just north of New York City Where the Merrit greets the Hutch In a noisy house on a quiet street Where the neighbors know too much There's a weekend in spring when they throw out old things and…
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Meet Ya On The Corner Lyrics /Music - Boudreau You don't know me i'm from the other side of town where suspicions are high and spirits are down You were a tough nut to crack but i knew you'd come around Your friends wouldn't be fond of…
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T Boudreau - Lyrics n Music Bonehead - Vocals Thunder Chris - Drums, B Vocs Tim Hochadel - Bass, B Vocals
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T Boudreau - Lyrics / Music Bonehead - Music and Vocals
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February t boudreau I'm stuck inside of February With little chance of escape And all you bar-stool visionaries giving me advice that you'd never take Wanna seat on a slow boat heading South down a stream that seems to never end Or…
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The Mornings Aint Warm (Boudreau) planted deep in the back of my head are the seeds of things my daddy once said and up sprouted this stubborn old tree with fading roots and lofted dreams there's still a couple of two by fours suppose…
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Buried Lyrics / Music - Boudreau We're all buried in the snow And when it'll stop, hell i don't know i keep looking at the news but they don't tell me nothing new and my back's been pretty tired from stacking wood and building fires…
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Home Again (boudreau) I was brought up just north of New York City Where the Merrit greets the Hutch In a noisy house on a quiet street Where the neighbors know too much There's a weekend in spring when they throw out old things and…
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Megacosmonaut Lyrics - Maiorano Music - Maiorano / Boudreau Awake within reality, quietly in repose Question of mortality, will open gates be closed Innate sense of morality, theories come and go Beyond stoic finality, we shed our worldly…
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Buried Lyrics / Music - Boudreau We're all buried in the snow And when it'll stop, hell i don't know i keep looking at the news but they don't tell me nothing new and my back's been pretty tired from stacking wood and building fires…
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