1. |
We Are The Argonauts
02:49
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We are The Argonauts
Sail the seven seas play funk a lot
Like a record get into the groove
The things you hear about us
Well they got to be true
(A) - stands for ancient times
We met way back in Greece
(R) - you ready to sail
And find the Golden Fleece?
(G) - Great Big Hydra
Just one of our nasty foes
(O) - Olympus up the mountain
Is a real cool place to go
That spells 'Argo'
(But that's only the first half)
(N) - naughty women
In the cabins down below
(A) - Aphrodite and Athena
Come to all our shows
(U) - better believe we get our Funk on
Yeah, that's right
(TS) - Tighten up
Step on the dance floor tonight
That spells 'Nauts'
(Now put it all together)
What's it say?
(WE) are The Argonauts
We are The Argonauts
Always getting drunk in the parking lot
Like Madonna get into the groove
Everything you've heard about us
Is definitely true
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2. |
You Know, Baby
02:59
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My love, you know baby
Ain't workin no 9 to 5
Whenever you're near me
My heart's pumpin' overtime
Baby, I know
That lovin' you
Is the best thing I could do
Oh, yeah
My heart, you know it's breakin'
Whenever I see you cry
That's why I'm gonna stay
And love you the rest of my life
'Cause baby, I know
If you're lovin' me
I'm the best man I can be
Oh, yeah
Whenever you're gone
This house don't feel like no home
When you come back around
You'll wear a wedding gown
And baby, I know
If you marry me
I'll be the happiest man I could be
Oh, yeah
My love, you know baby
Ain't quittin' any time
The thought of kids with you
Has me smilin' three feet wide
Baby, I know
A family with you
Is the best thing I could hope to do
Oh, yeah
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3. |
More Notes, Less Vibrato
04:22
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Play more notes
Less vibrato
Fortissimo
And more staccato
Can you hear the metronome
Go click clickity click?
All we have tonight
Are a bunch of dickie licks
Wednesday night I'm heading down
To the Rochester Bar
Cruisin' in my number one
Chick magnet of a car
I'm gettin' really pumped
Gonna take my saxophone and blow
A bunch of cool cats'll be puttin' on
One hell of a show
Guitars, harmonicas, saxophones
And even an upright bass
The vibe's gettin' funky, the room's gettin' jumpy
All over the place
Some slick dude walks over to me
Starts blowin' his big fat horn
His mouth starts a-yappin' in my ear some crap
About "you know man, you got to, you got to..."
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4. |
Headspace
04:21
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It's been a long, long time
Since I had you on my mind
And that ain't no shame
I don't want you anyway
Since you've been gone, honey
I got nothing, got nothing to say
I'm much better on my own
I'm finally owning my own headspace
Just walk back out that door
I ain't never wanna see your face
Since you've been gone, honey
I no longer crave your embrace
I'm gonna make it on my own
I'm finally owning my own headspace
Just run back out of that door
I ain't never gonna give you chase
It's been a long, long while
Since I smiled my own real smile
You stole my life away
But I'm taking it back today
Since you've been gone, honey
My smile, my smile it stays
So much better on my own
I'm finally owning my own headspace
Just turn back out of that door
This ain't never gonna be your place
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5. |
Perfume
02:53
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This is new to me
I apologize in advance
For mistakes I'm sure I'll make
Please let me get this right
'Cause I'm hoping
And just waiting by the phone
For you
And your perfume
Stays on my clothes for days
I'm missing you
And right now there's no substitute
'Cause I'm nothing
But I feel like someone
When I'm with you
I'm praying
That the pretty words you meant
And I'm waiting
For a call from you to say that
You like me
And really want to see me again
Sometime soon
I can't take this waiting any more
But I want you to know that
I like you
And I really want to see you
Sometime soon
And I need you
And I just wanted you to need me too
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6. |
Ghost House Funk
05:05
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Well ya know it's a ghost house
When ya hear that dirty funk
Funkin' up the ghost house
Everybody get down
Well ya know it's a ghost house
When ya hear that dirty funk
Funkin' up the ghost house
Hear ya, let me hear ya now
Have you heard about the ghost house
On the corner of Groove and Funk?
It's not much on the outside
But inside they're gettin' drunk
There's a broken disco ball
For a knocker on the door
But you'll meet some groovy spirits
If you hit that funky floor
Well ya know it's a ghost house
When ya hear that dirty funk
(That dirty funk)
Funkin' up the ghost house
(Make it)
Everybody get down
(Naked)
Well ya know it's a ghost house
When ya hear that dirty funk
(You're gettin' drunk)
Funkin' up the ghost house
(Move it)
Said hear ya, let me hear ya now
There's a gang of ghostly ghouls
Teachin' all tha chicks how ta swang
Once you taste that dirty punch
Then you can kick yo' nasty thang
You can barely move a muscle
With all the bitches in the room
But remind yourself that the women are dead
It's a filthy, sexy tomb
Now you've raged up in the ghost house
Damn near lost yo' funky mind
Then your soul drains out your body
As your teeth begin to grind
You can hardly feel your flesh melt off
'Cause you're so fuckin' crunk
So fall in line, yeah you're a slave
Unto the Ghost House Funk
Yeah, hey
We're comin', we're comin' up on the
(Ghost house, baby)
Ghost House Funk
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7. |
Laramoré
04:34
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I see a roomful of singers
I see a roomful of guitars
Ladies and gents all gather around
To listen and enjoy some musical sounds
Acoustic guitar plays a folk song
Others join in, blend their sound
Horn players, piano, singer steps in
All perfect harmony, let it begin
It's poetry in motion
Harmony in the air
'Till in walks in a man
Who goes by the name...
Laramoré
I'm pretty sure that's Laramoré!
Laramoré
I can tell by his hat-amoré!
This man, he struggles to find his way
Through the crowd and onto the stage
He stumbles, he steps on, knocks over his gear
Look out front row, you'd better stand clear!
Laramoré
Look out, here comes Laramoré!
Laramoré
Clear the stage for his ego-moré!
I saw a room ful of people
Now I see no one is there
I can only imagine their pain and suffering
From the mean who cleared all of the chairs
Laramoré
"Turn it up! Give them more-a-larry!"
Laramoré
"I think that's Spanish for something"
"I think it's Laramoré!"
Laramoré
In his mind, we're all here to see Señior Laramoré
Laramoré
If you ask him, he's the best guitarist in town-amoré!
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8. |
Sinners and Saints
03:41
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Stranded on the roadside
Somewhere near East Hardie
No one would stop to lend a hand
For fear they'd be tardy
I guess the Good Samaritan
Is still with Jesus Christ
Why can't we the people for once
Just get it right?
Sinners and saints
Sinners and saints
With a broad brush we do paint
One for the sinners
And one for the saints
Liars, cheaters work in the mall
The rough and tough always have a ball
With back door deals in secret rooms
Now turn around
And pick up your pan and broom
Lone man on his island
Peace, tranquility
Sees the world before him
Hoping there's room for both the...
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9. |
Stay
03:05
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My love, I know you're gone
I can see it on your face
My heart can't take no more
So if you'd stay
(Stay, stay)
Just stay
(Stay, stay)
My love can't keep you warm
If your heart has gone astray
My eyes won't cry no more
Or if you'd stay
(Stay, stay)
Please stay
(Stay, stay)
My arms will bring you home
And my back can carry your weight
Your eyes have cried their very last time
So if you'd stay
(Stay, stay)
Just stay
(Stay, stay)
Stay with me
(Stay with me)
We can be complete
(Be complete)
Let me love come and break you
Out of your cell
Let your heart fly to heaven
Stop making this hell
Set your love finally free
Girl, break this spell
Let your heart come to me
And I'll treat it so well
If you stay
(Stay with me)
Darlin' stay
(Be complete)
Stay with me
(Stay with me)
We can be complete
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The Argonauts Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
The Argonauts bring you a combination of funk, soul, and rock ‘n’ roll. Check out our debut album release. You're gonna like it.
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