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Tighten your belt and lower your eyes.
If somebody said it would get better they lied.
There ain't no good can be done from crying.
Tighten your belt and lower your eyes.

Turn off the heat and put on a coat.
Get over your dreams and stay off the road.
The only dream you should be dreaming now
is to figure out how your gonna get old.
Turn off the heat and put on your coat.

All we got left is ourselves
and you ain't that smart and I am in poor health.
They said to save for a rainy day
but if you never had what can you put away?
All we got left is ourselves.

I'm a quarter the man that I thought I would be.
I want to provide for you cannot protect me.
Maybe the mighty have taken a fall
but the rest of us sure ain't having a ball.
I'm a quarter man that I thought I would be.

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from To the Stars on the Wings of a Pig, released August 27, 2011

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The Foghorns Seattle, Washington

Landing in Seattle via Iceland, Wisconsin and Brooklyn, The Foghorns are a very late night folk and roots rock octet. Bart Cameron writes the songs, a rag tag choir (nicknamed Bucket o Bourbon Choir), provides harmonies, rhythm, and broken glass, and Lauren Trew demonstrates the bass clarinet should be part of rock.While insane touring decreased in 2012, live shows are still a focus. ... more

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