Biography:
Foot Ox is Teague Cullen and a revolving line up of friends. Foot Ox is based out of Portland, though Teague originally started creating music in Tempe, AZ, his hometown.
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Other songs:
- Abigale
- Above The Ocean
- All Covered In Blood
- Alone In The Cabinet
- Angel Eyes Basketball
- Ant Mary
- Baby
- Calis
- Carabell
- Carriers
- Charlie Brown
- Colored Pinwheel
- Darling
- Eat Up
- Green Mattress
- I Am
- I Can
- I Saw You
- I Take My Life Seriously
- Josephine And Maxine
- Los Angeles
- Milktoast
- My Girl
- New Boyfriend
- Pickled Pigs Feet
- Sandra
- Snails
- The Distance Between Us
- Tiny Animals
- Wet Blanket
- Where The Snow Has Fallen
- Winslow
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
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What lesson were you trying to teach?
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Was it happiness is always slightly out of reach
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or that I cannot subsist without any sleep
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Or that I am a whale lying dead on a beach
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Well I don't think you can practice the bullshit you preach
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Because you are a doctor, drinking Clorox bleach
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And you'll be dead on my grass by morning point
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Some manure to feed the flowers
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because I am no longer counting hours
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This song is the cap on a bottle of power
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that you can die hoping you will not devour
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Because you are not a fucking princess,
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you are a car with a dead battery
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Now that my life is no longer a mess,
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all the pieces are falling into place
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A E D F#m D Bm
A E D
What lesson were you trying to teach?
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Was it happiness is always slightly out of reach
A E D
or that I cannot subsist without any sleep
F#m D Bm
Or that I am a whale lying dead on a beach
A E D
Well I don't think you can practice the bullshit you preach
F#m D Bm
Because you are a doctor, drinking Clorox bleach
D E A E D F#m D E
And you'll be dead on my grass by morning point
A E D F#m D E
A E D
Some manure to feed the flowers
F#m D Bm
because I am no longer counting hours
A E D
This song is the cap on a bottle of power
F#m D Bm
that you can die hoping you will not devour
A E D
Because you are not a fucking princess,
F#m D Bm
you are a car with a dead battery
A E D
Now that my life is no longer a mess,
F#m D E
all the pieces are falling into place
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A E D F#m D Bm A
For Dance Miracl (...)
For I Am
for KING & COUNT (...)
For My Pain...
For Our Hero