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Good thing it's a warm night, otherwise I'd crash this thing
I'm a good driver but the cops think differently
Load in a friend, load out a stranger
I'm driving all night with a handgun and a pager

I'm a simple cab man, I got a fuckin' job
I ain't no street slob, I pay some taxes
Though not them all, I've got dreams to fill
Like maybe dying, or picking up your bill

You're a beautiful woman I hope to see again
Maybe in this lost world we'll become good friends
Then I'll tell you just how I really feel
And we'll wake to warm coffee and a sunrise in the field

I'm a friendly cab man, I play my iPod
Some Joy Division and Tame Impala
I'm gonna bring back groovy, just you wait and see
I'm gonna drop you off right where you need to be

Just don't fuck with me, my tolerance is low
Just like ganja or heroin you know
I'm a simple cab man, this is my fuckin' job
I can't wait to meet you and lose you in memory

I'm a simple cab man

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from No Rest, Never Tired, released February 14, 2015

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High Crimes Arcata, California

Four-piece group formed in October of 2013. Combining a psych rock ethic with jazz, indie, alternative, and punk, High Crimes creates an oceanic plush of shimmery sound.

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Kimmy Kennedy
Harrison Laver
Ben James
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