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Master Of Disaster
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Close some air
Choking in clean underwear
Bleeding tongue
8-Ball pounding in my lungs
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Features Of This Song
basic rock song structures
country influences
intricate melodic phrasing
mixed acoustic and electric instrumentation
major key tonality
electric rhythm guitars
an emotional male lead vocal performance
brass instrument solos
a gravelly male vocalist
acoustic rhythm guitars

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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When he plays the blues
I'll see you in another joint
Where the L.A. sun beat out the night
Gets tangled in his telecaster
My last transmission down the drain
Pounding brain
Gets tangled in his telecaster
Bleeding tongue
When he plays the blues
And every note just shook the plaster
Choking in clean underwear
Hand me down my walkin' shoes
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I don't [Incomprehensible]
So I sing the blues
8-Ball pounding in my lungs
Now he's just a mean ole bastard
Now he's just a mean ole bastard
And every note just shook the plaster
Songwriter: John Hiatt
When the master of disaster
Now he's just a mean ole bastard
There's a debt I owe
When he had the heart to ask her
When he had the heart to ask her
He can't play it any faster
When he plays the blues
When he plays the blues
We play the blues with the curtains drawn
Now he's just a mean ole bastard
Close some air
He can't play it any faster
There's my point
And every note just shook the plaster
Gets tangled in his telecaster
But the master of disaster
You're in my heart
Sidewalks of white
I'm chasin' that old dragon down
I never paid before I go
When he plays the blues
I shouldn't be here
He can't play it any faster
Ship to shore
And the master of disaster
I can't see the coastline anymore
When he plays the blues
When he had the heart to ask her
Chinatown
I thought, I made that loud and clear
Oh, when he plays the blues
Though we may be miles apart