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Barrachone

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& I think we gotta’ take time to make time
Take all that wine back to the grapevine
Put on your shoes before you start climbin’
Rise like the sun and shine like a diamond
Cause the man in your head,
Need’s a spot in the week were y’all can break bread
and this is the time yo
cause after today it’s nose back to the

v.1
steady, pay, everyday routine
the cross-roads, potholes, two sugars, the cream
the meaning, as demeaning as it has to be
getting past that whole death & taxes thing
co-habiting, standing on the 90
ain’t leaving nothing or nobody behind me
and then it’s back to climbing again,
so live it on the weekend.

v.2
need for food, so you work for that food
then you buy the food and say goodbye to that food
and do it over again, so live it on the weekend.

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from You Can't Do This, released January 1, 2011

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My Son The Hurricane Toronto, Ontario

My Son the Hurricane is a 14-piece brasshop funk beast with the mantra: anything worth doing is worth overdoing. Hailing from Niagara/Toronto, the band mixes New Orleans style grooves with funk, jazz and hiphop.

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