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23 Chords & A Lie
03:43
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They say all you need are three chords and the truth
But that ain’t what I get, when I hear a song from you
And your record they’ve been playin on repeat
In my mind plays out of time, and it falls behind the beat
Cos I know you for who you really are
Before you were on the covers, as the country music star
And the thing is I can’t shake the feeling
That there’s something off with the is melody
And the strings, they don’t sing, they don’t ring so true to me
The words empty and sung off key I know why
Cos your playin 23 chords chords and a lie
Yeah I’m hearing 23 chords and a lie
The word in town is that you’re so down to earth
But boy you know I heard you bragging
About how much your worth
And the next time that I ran into you §
You were larger than life, and frankly kind of rude
But I still think of you, as the simple guy you are
Before you were on the playlists, and the country music charts
And the thing is I can’t shake the feeling
That there’s something off with the is melody
And the strings, they don’t sing, they don’t ring so true to me
The words empty and sung off key I know why
Cos your playin 23 chords chords and a lie
Yeah I’m hearing 23 chords and a lie
Boy, now you’re calling me up to confide
But it seems pretty clear through my eyes
To you I’m just an album track or a B-side
Unplugged, un-amplified
And the thing is I can’t shake the feeling
That there’s something off with the is melody
And the strings, they don’t sing, they don’t ring so true to me
The words empty and sung off key I know why
Cos your playin 23 chords chords and a lie
Yeah I’m hearing 23 chords and a lie
Written by Chris O’Gorman/Amiss Tori
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2. |
Dilettante
03:06
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She thinks every day is cotillion
She’s the belle of the ball Louisianan
She’s living in a fantasy
She is the eternal debutante
Center stage always in the denouement
The star of her own silver screen
She’ll lecture on etiquette, while excusing a brute
She’ll square dance, waltz, and tango with the truth
Dilettante, Dilettante
We both know girl, what side you are on
And know what really matters ya
And I know now, we’re out of hallelujahs
Dilettante, Dilettante
She thinks every day is her wedding day
She thinks the world will always spin her way
That she gets to decide what is real
She thinks she’s always in the wright
She’s not, but she’s always ON the right
Of the wall she helped to build
She tells her lies so easily, she doesn’t even blink
And when it’s done you don’t know what to think
Dilettante, Dilettante
We both know girl, what side you are on
And know what really matters ya
And I know now, we’re out of halleluiahs
Dilettante, Dilettante
Words and music written by Chris O’Gorman/Amiss Tori
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Time Machine
03:39
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I'm sick of living in this dead end town
with no one around, every day’s the same
I'm sick of working in this dead end job
But it's just my lot till the debts all paid
I had friends once but where are they now, gone away
I had dreams once now there all burning down
But all I can say is,
If I could do it all again
If I could do it again, I would have got on that plane
And boarded any old train heading out of Missouri
I wouldn’t put on that ring, I’d cut up all of these strings
And take off in a Plymouth fury
But now it’s too late for me, cos this old broke down Capri
Never gets me where I need
So the only wheels for me, are on a time machine
I’m sick of always living hand to mouth
In this tiny house, in this oubliette
I’m sick of thinking of what could have been
What I might have seen, if I placed that bet
The more that I reach it seems further away from me
I know that they say that it’s never too late,
But all I can say is,
If I could do it all again
If I could do it again, I would have got on that plane
And boarded any old train heading out of Missouri
I wouldn’t put on that ring, I’d cut up all of these strings
And take off in a Plymouth fury
But now it’s too late for me, cos this old broke down Capri
Never gets me where I need
So the only wheels for me, are on a time machine
When there’s so many possibilities
Of where the road never taken could lead
If I could do it all again
If I could do it again, I would have got on that plane
And boarded any old train heading out of Missouri
I wouldn’t put on that ring, I’d cut up all of these strings
And take off in a Plymouth fury
But now it’s too late for me, cos this old broke down Capri
Never gets me where I need
So the only wheels for me, are on a time machine
Lyrics & Music written by Chris O'Gorman/AmissTori
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4. |
Lady Liberty
03:10
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Nineteen eighteen
Eight days at sea
From Dún Laoghaire
Chasing a dream
Aqua marine
As far as the eye can see
Until the whistles and steam
Announce the Ellis island beauty queen
And then, by her beaconed hand
She is there, lifting up her lamp, and says
Give me your tired
Your poor, and your huddled masses all
Just, yearning to breath free
I’ll be the lighthouse, the port, the safe harbour from the sea
Send these tempest tost to me
Yes, just bring them on to me
The new colossus
Metal adonis
Stands tall above us
Hearts filled with promise
The start of a chapter
Eirie’s diaspora
Wind weary battered
Now we are scattered
To the far, edges of this country
Tired and poor, destitute and hungry
She says, give me your tired
Your poor, and your huddled masses all
Just, yearning to breath free
I’ll be the lighthouse, the port, the safe harbour from the sea
Send these tempest tost to me
Yes, just bring them on to me
Lyrics & Music written by Chris O'Gorman/Amiss Tori
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The Wreckage (Lifelong Friend)
I thought we had the time to make it back to harbor
I didn’t see the rain clouds forming
The storm was far too much for our tiny boat to weather
We started taking on water
You saw the rocks ahead
You knew we’d sink beneath the waves
You tried to send out a mayday
So there we were, foundering
The rivets buckled and the timber shattering
You said hold on to me we’ll stay afloat
I promise I will be your lifeboat
Cos boy this ain’t where our story
ends
And from the wreckage I found a lifelong friend
And when we came ashore, time at sea had changed us
We carried in our steps the sorrows
But as the years went by, we found a way to laugh again
We weren’t hiding from tomorrow
And if the storms return I’ll be your shelter in the rain
I’ll be your lighthouse and your mayday
Like when we were foundering
The rivets buckled and the timber shattering
Just hold on to me you’ll stay afloat
I promise I will be your lifeboat cos
Boy this ain’t where your story ends
And from that wreckage you found a lifelong friend
So here we are now, flourishing
The rain clouds clearing and the sun shining
We held on and we stayed afloat
We have been eachothers lifeboat
And who knows where our stories end
But from that wreckage we found our lifelong friend
Music written by Chris O’Gorman/Amiss Tori & Georgia Price
Lyrics written by Chris O'Gorman/Amiss Tori
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6. |
Wayfaring Stranger
03:42
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I'm just a poor wayfaring stranger
Traveling through this world below
There is no sickness, no toil, no danger
In that bright land to which I go
I'm going there to see my father
And all my loved ones who've gone on
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home
I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is hard and steep
But beauteous fields arise before me
Where God's redeemed, their vigils keep
I'm going there to see my mother
She said she'd meet me when I come
So I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home
I'm just going over Jordan
I'm just going over home
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Sapphire skies, and moonlight nights
Always remind me of
The springtime of our lives
Those endless nights
Our hungry minds
We saw the world with such un-jaded eyes
I don’t know where your life took you to
But I know long ago I said to you
If you love me the way I am then I will never change
If you can promise me that everything will stay the same
Then I will too
And I would have too
Nights got colder, time moved slower
We tried to deny that we
Had got older
And we moved on, the summers gone
We can’t go back to where
We don’t belong
I don’t know where your life took you to
But I know long ago I said to you
If you love me the way I am then I will never change
If you can promise me that everything will stay the same
Then I will too
And I would have too
I’m aware that every single step I take
Only takes me further and further away
So far away
I don’t know where your life took you to
But I know long ago I said to you
If you love me the way I am then I will never change
If you can promise me that everything will stay the same
Then I will too
And I would have too
Yes, I would have too
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8. |
The Best of Both Of Us
02:35
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He’s got my eyes and hair
He’s got your far away stare
And I think he’s gonna be the best of both of us
He’s got my wandering mind
He’s got your sense of time
And I think he’s gonna be the best of both of us
Like you he’s quick with words
Like me his temper can burn
Oh but I think he’s gonna be
The best of both of us
He’s got your tender heart
Heat got my love of art
And I think he’s gonna be the both of us
Yeah I think he’s gonna be
The best of both of us
Words and Music Written by Chris O’Gorman/Amiss Tori
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Amiss Tori UK
Amiss Tori is a piano playing Drag Queen countr, folk & blues singer/songwriter hailing from the U.K by way of Ireland and Italy. From an early age, Amiss became obsessed with some of the all time Queens of country music. Captivated by the rhinestones and fringes, the heartfelt soul baring, the guitar and banjo plucking and the big, big hair. ... more
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