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lyrics

Open my eyes, holy shit it’s red alert
I got like 6 minutes before i gotta be at work so i
Look to my left to see with whom the night was spent
Head’s a wreck, hair’s a mess, with the smell of regret
Yo what the fuck did i do last night
i drank a few too many ‘til that 2 was a 9
I shared a junk futon with a girl i just met
Failed to make stealthy exit dodging shoes and death threats
So i barrel out the door just to make my escape
I rev my baby up because i’m already late
Weaving in and out of traffic pedal held to the floor
Piecing out the trainwreck of the night before
I think it started out with some doubles beer pong
Then some time in the night somebody puked on the lawn
Some homies grabbed the gloves and boxed it out
While i sparked a fatty blunt and got high on the couch

You better bring your own beer but you best forget the drama
you’re in our house now and i don’t care if you don’t wanna
Line these shots up or smoke a bowl of marijuana
We ‘re here to party tonight and aint nobody gonna stop

The el dorado house

I’ve always been just a little bit hopeless
in my romanticisms. I find it hard to focus
On the big picture shit, always wondering if
Imma make it out alive at the end of this fifth
But i just keep on chuggin while i watch the bubbles rise
Drinkin problems away, along with the lies
I’ve had fed to me since i started growin up
Too many nights spent wondering if i am enough
But now i don’t got time to remember all that
I got a dream to chase without any clear path
I’m following the footsteps that were placed here before
But every step i take i walk into a closed door
Then i lift my head and i’m back in the garage
Screamin out “BALLS BACK!” on some doubles beer pong
Found 4 dudes KO’d on the floor in the hall
Somebody got me on their snap twerking up on the wall

You better bring your own beer but you best forget the drama
you’re in our house now and i don’t care if you don’t wanna
Line these shots up or smoke a bowl of marijuana
We ‘re here to party tonight and aint nobody gonna stop

The el dorado house

You better bring your own beer but you best forget the drama
you’re in our house now and i don’t care if you don’t wanna
Line these shots up or smoke a bowl of marijuana
We ‘re here to party tonight and aint nobody gonna stop

The el dorado house

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from Through Hell and back again​.​.​., track released March 1, 2024
Lyrics and Music By: Tanner Town
Music By: Justin Marshall

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Bringing the desert to the Pacific Northwest, Arizona natives Justin Marshall and Tanner Town blend an alternative-rock foundation with elements of western, reggae, and hip hop. The Desert Sons, based in Portland, Oregon, spread the messages and lessons of well-traveled lives, incorporating influences of increasingly niche genres into their general umbrella of Rock n’ Roll. ... more

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