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I Don't Need The Money
03:20
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Let's see where this road takes us
Maybe it'll make us
It surely can't hurt us or maybe it will
Cause if we play our cards right we'll walk out millionaires
Watch us throw it in the air and run far away cause oh
Cause I don't need the money or the drugs
All I really need is your love
And tell me that you want the very same girl
Cause maybe we could just make love
And maybe that's still not enough
And tell me that you want the very same girl
We just need to free our minds
Let them take some time off from this world we live in
We're missing the truth that's hidden
Well if we just give them time we'll bust out a chorus line
Singing as happy as can be and we'll finally be free
Cause I don't need the money or the drugs
All I really need is your love
And tell me that you want the very same girl
Cause maybe we could just make love
And maybe that's still not enough
And tell me that you want the very same girl
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Sunday Service
03:08
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Well I wish I could agree
That both our souls will be saved eternally
But when I look around and see all that I see
It's not to profound
Too think that we might just end up laying in the ground
Well you said no
Don't say that to my face and shut the door when you go
Well you'll march your ass to church and sit down
Cause that's how it works in this town
You will find me at sunday service raising hell
But I'll be wishing all the people well
And I will be across the street observing the masses
Oh as the attend their so so sacred masses
Well I hope when I close my eyes for the last time
I'll open my new ones and technically have survived
But maybe it's just whats inside
And we don't have to worry or perspire
You will find me at sunday service raising hell
But I'll be wishing all the fucking people well
And I will march right up to the preacher and shake his hand
Saying I will see you, I will see you in the promise land
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Take Me Back
03:04
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Take me back to the river, take me back to the river
And bathe my skin in gold, bathe my skin in gold
Take me back to the river, take me back to the river
And let the truth behold, let the truth behold
Cause my subconscious mind is whispering in my ears all the time
Cause my subconscious mind is whispering in my ears all the time
And we sing oh
Take me back to the river
So I can become cleaner
Take them back to the river, take them back to the river
And wash their skin gold, wash their skin of gold
Cause the lies are getting thicker, lies are getting thicker
And the truth was not told
Cause their subconscious mind has got devils whispering it it all the time
Cause their subconscious mind has got devils and demons whispering in it all the time
All the time, all the time
Cause the river's all dried up, left for dead and souls out of luck
Cause the river's all dried up, left for dead well you're shit out of luck
Cause the river's all dried up, left for dead and your souls got no chance
Cause the river's all dried up, left for dead well there's not one sacred man
Cause the river's all dried up, left for dead and souls out of luck
Cause the river's all dried up, left for dead well you're shit out of luck
Cause the river's all dried up, left for dead and your souls got no chance
Cause the river's all dried up, left for dead well there's not one sacred man
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Take me back
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Maxwell Joseph Indianapolis, Indiana
Maxwell Joseph is an 19 year-old urban folk singer-songwriter hailing from Indianapolis, Indiana. Possessing a truly rare and extraordinary talent, Maxwell tugs at the listener’s heartstrings with his radiant, rich, and lush voice. His songs speak to the hopes, dreams and fears of his generation so listen with open ears and an open mind ... more
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