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Road Trippin' E​.​P.

by The Coconut Hillbillies

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1.
A Lot of Thinking (Not to Think of You) 03:19
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You left a lot of memories behind When you packed your things and walked out of my life I tried to pick up all the pieces of the mess of me you made But I'm stuck here in my head with no escape I thought about days before we met, then I thought about you I thought of good times that lie ahead, then I thought about you I thought about love, I thought about sex, and you know damn well I thought of you I though a million things and ended up right back at you You know that I've been trying To keep you off my mind I certainly have better things to do It takes a lot of thinking I might have better luck with drinking It takes a lot of thinking not to think of you I went for a stroll down by the sea to clear my head Laid down and dreamed that you were there with me instead I caught some waves, went for a drive Smoked a lot of pot, got a lot of high Then I lay on my bedroom floor and cried and I thought about you I thought about Cara, I thought about Kate, and I thought about you I thought about Lana Del Rey and I thought about you I watched every movie with Olivia Wilde, thought she might distract me for a while But I say your face every time she's smile and I thought about you You know that I've been trying To keep you off my mind I certainly have better things to do It takes a lot of thinking I might have better luck with drinking It takes a lot of thinking not to think of you I've come up short with ways to clear you from my brain You've come up long with ways for driving me insane and bout the time I'm finally free that's when you start to think of me and with one phone call there I'll be, thinking of you
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Don't Give a Damn 03:35
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Well, I wake up in the morming At least it seems like morning to me I grab some hot coffee, cold pizza Anything I can find on tv And nothing, I mean nothing Man, nothing gonna stand in my way Of doing everything and nothing That I might feel like doing today Don't you talk about responsi-frickin-bility to me 'Cause I just don't have it Just show a little empathy for apathy and try to sit around a little while in my shoes Don't you tell me my business Don't you tell me how I'm supposed to live 'Cause I don't give a damn And I don't got a single damn to give Got some good tunes, got some good friends Got some good god almighty good grass I got some lawn chairs in the living room So come right in and plant your ass And nothing, I swear nothing Nothing gonna bring me down today Not gonna worry about the weather Or worry about the bills to pay I'm happy being Peter Pan in Neverland Don't tell me I have to grow up Just take your bottom lines and dollar signs and trade them in for sunshine You might feel a little bit younger too Don't you tell me my business Don't you tell me how I'm supposed to live 'Cause I don't give a damn And I don't got a single damn to give Give me those lazy, hazy, crazy, days, of waves and rays And shit that pays but don't make money I've got a six string and a bucket, not a thing left in my pocket And I'm taking requests...if they're good Don't you tell me my business Don't you tell me how I'm supposed to live 'Cause I don't give a damn And I don't got a single damn to give
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Gotta Smoke Weed 03:09
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I never shoot that heroine I don't need no China White I don't need no speed, no benzedrine To keep me up at night And your ketamine and your pcp They don't do a goddam thing for me and very rarely bother with LSD But I gotta smoke weed I gotta smoke weed That green grass ganja gold That's what I need Well life can burn you down So let's burn down the remedy Who's gotta toke, 'Cause I gotta smoke some weed Crystal meth is crazy! Seriously! Just fuckin' NO! I never use cocaine I can't be bothered with no blow Whiskey will wreck your liver man While nicotine kills your lungs But I've never been one To say no to no bong But I gotta smoke weed I gotta smoke weed That green grass ganja gold That's what I need Well life can burn you down So let's burn down the remedy Who's gotta toke, 'Cause I gotta smoke some weed Well there's a million ways to get high A million more yet to be found But I don't gotta use a doctor or a dealer I can grow mine in the ground (And then the last verse says) They got pills to cure what ales you And they got pills to cure what might They got pills to make you sleep good Or to keep you up all night (woohoo) They got pills to cure the damage From all them damn pills that you take But as for me I'd rather just get baked But I gotta smoke weed I gotta smoke weed That green grass ganja gold That's what I need Well life can burn you down So let's burn down the remedy Who's gotta toke, 'Cause I gotta smoke some weed Gotta smoke that marijuana Gotta have that thc Gotta get burn down that chronic Gotta sip some herbal tea Sativa, Reefer, Mary jane, Home Grown, Hawaiian Hey Light em up, Burn Em Down weed
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Back To The Mountains (Hymn for John Muir) 04:35
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Walking in a crowd you can only follow You can't lead, you can't make your own way I feel so broken down, My soul so hollow This penitentiary is posing as a masquerade Lord take me back to the mountains To those temples that you built with your own hands And lord won't you please protect the mountains 'Cause man will tear them down and sell them if he gets the chance I need to hear the song of the Colorado Giving life as it flows on through the pines The Sunrise through the fog scattered through the hollow From the cool green mountains to the Carolines Lord take me back to the mountains To those temples that you built with your own hands And lord won't you please protect the mountains 'Cause man will tear them down and sell them if he gets the chance We're living our lives in concrete and carbon While we're shattering the earth for fuel God can save the land from time and from tempest But who can save the land from fools Lord, please take me home to some place you created I swear those trees are the pearly gates Just give me spruce and stone, a land undesecrated I need to taste the dew I need to breathe the sage Lord take me back to the mountains To those temples that you built with your own hands And lord won't you please protect the mountains 'Cause man will tear them down and sell them if he gets the chance
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Royals (Lorde cover) 03:33
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I've never seen a diamond in the flesh I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies And I'm not proud of my address, in the torn up town No post code envy But every song's like gold teeth, Grey Goose, trippin' in the bathroom Bloodstains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair And we'll never be royals It don't run in our blood That kind of lux just ain't for us We crave a different kind of buzz Let me be your ruler, you can call me Queen B And baby I'll rule (I'll rule I'll rule I'll rule) Let me live that fantasy My friends and I we've cracked the code We count our dollars on the train to the party And everyone who knows us knows that we're fine with this We didn't come from money But every song's like gold teeth, Grey Goose, trippin' in the bathroom Bloodstains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair And we'll never be royals It don't run in our blood That kind of lux just ain't for us We crave a different kind of buzz Let me be your ruler, you can call me Queen B And baby I'll rule (I'll rule I'll rule I'll rule) Let me live that fantasy

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released June 4, 2015

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The Coconut Hillbillies are an Alt Country, Surf Rock, Psychedelic Jam Band. Outlaw country for tree hugging, peace loving, pot smoking, wave riding hippies like us.

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