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Boney held little killer’s hand
As they were heading to the west
And he felt love pure and bare
Beneath her childish prayers.
Killer searched at Boney’s face
For a tinny spark of grace
But all she saw was blood shoot eyes
And a bad need of a shave.
They rolled all they and they rolled all night
And I guess they’re rolling yet
But the trail of death left behind their steps
Lord it ain’t easy to forget.
Out on the wilderness
The wind whispers their names
And here among the living
We just wonder what you meant.
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Will I seek you by the riverside?
Will I find you waving me goodbye?
Will you make your way through trembling pines
As your path gets lost into the night?
Will you stay on those old crumbling towns,
And will you try to sleep next to the slaughter house?
Will you hide there quiet as a mouse
and ask tomorrow day to please, to please don't let you down?
And if tonight I die before I wake
You know my Lord, my soul is yours to take
But won't you put it on a southbound train
and let Le Temp's winds blow over my face.
And this rails will cross your childhood fields
Your lonesome mountains and your shattered dreams
And my brother's voice will be heard among the wind
And I'll join my love ones in Le Temp Perdu.
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A cool wind blows from the north
As rain hammers down to the frost
And the night grows colder.
Then a shadow slips through the trees
But yet the dogs have no fear
So I just keep waiting.
But who's that woman at my door
With those dreams made out of straw
Why she acts like I know her?
My knees get weak I cannot speak
As she puts her hand on my cheek
Why it's so familiar?
She says there's some debts I must pay
She says that the time is now my friend
But Lord knows I don't think so.
And what did I expect to reap
If I sowed only cruelty and greed
And this pointless hatred.
I step back and I let her pass
Then I close the door at her back
We're as good as the world let us be.
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Over this thousand miles of open road
Over this thousand miles of open road
Over this thousand miles of open road
I know that Boney you're bleeding you're on way home.
With your head beneath you lover sheets
With your head beneath your lover sheets
With your head beneath your lover sheets
you've stopped wondering to where this river leads.
But did you really thought that you could change?
Did you really thought that you could change?
Did you really thought that you could change?
Lord knows Boney, we'll always be the same.
And even after all this fucked up years
And even after all this fucked up years
And even after all this fucked up years
The thought of her stills bringing such a thrill.
Boney, a man ain't nothing but a man
Boney, a man ain't nothing but a man
Boney, a man ain't nothing but a man
But I'm neither over or closer to the end.
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How happy is God when Marco wants to pray
How happy is God when Marco wants to pray
Amen.
How happy is God when Marco wants to pray
How happy is God when Marco wants to pray
How happy is God when Marco wants to pray
How happy is God when Marco wants to pray
Amen.
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6. |
Pale Palms Blues
06:42
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The sun falls quiet as a ghost
casts my shadows on the wall
And the silent coast,
Trembles below the thunders roar
And a timeless voice cuts the static noise
And warns the world behold
How among relentless storms, slowly his fella comes,
Riding on a pale white horse.
I’ve been sitting for days
On a wooden chair at your balcony
I have seen at every dawn
how the sun rise up behind the palm trees
I’ve been playing, I’ve been playing this old guitar
That long ago I saw you made
From a pine box of your favorite cigars
And I’ve been watching
How at my feet and through the streets
Those downtown girls have been gently swallowed
By the summer breeze.
But now here I am
Closer to the border line, under this cold iron skies
And I drive and drive, I cross another crooked mile
As the stars begin to shine
And there’s something, there’s something that I must say
and I’ll try to put it down clear as day
that beyond your ruthless sense of truth and consequence
I’m nothing but another helpless victim of circumstance.
And my mind feels numb, blinded deaf and dumb
As those scratches of entire lifes
Are swinging right in front my eyes
Of country girls with big fat cats
Sneaking on the neighbors yards
As merciless preachers with Stetson hats
Are selling tickets to paradise.
Of a mountain top, always covered by the fog
Where a big stone cross reaches higher,
So much higher than the flood
And that beautiful, beautiful fake blonde
All dressed up like a whore
On her way to heavens door.
And here at the middle of the road
The devil makes you a sign to do a stop
And maybe, just maybe, share a smoke,
And he feels curios, he wants to know
How much do you think you can ask for your second hand soul.
And after all this years of nothing but mud and blood
Now he’s expecting you to make a final call
But please, please man, please don’t get it wrong,
He has his homework done
he already knows exactly on which side can he count you on.
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We've reached the end of this lonely road
The only one that I've ever known
The one that makes you crawl just like a whore.
And my love, my love has turned into a ghost,
A sad shadow of what it was
And yet the only part of me they’ll never own.
And this valley of death shall be nothing but a dream,
I know that is what you think
But honey, what kind of dream could run this deep?
So there’s no need to kiss me, neither to wish me well.
Fuck off leave me by myself
On my goddamn last nite on earth.
I’m waiting
I’m waiting for the end of the nite.
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8. |
Outta Luck Blues
03:41
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Last night I went to the crossroads
But I knew What I would find
Last night I went to the crossroads
But I knew what I would find
I knew that I would see rejection
Reflected on my true love eyes.
When I finally got there
She had already left
When I finally got there
She had already left
So I packed up all my expectations
And I traded them for the highway instead.
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9. |
Laissez Faire
04:41
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Don't you feel it waking?
Yes, don't you feel it waking?
How clear is becoming what those dreams where about
only thirsty hands trying to rip off your gown.
But what am I forgetting?
Yes, what am I forgetting?
None of what I think it makes much sense
Maybe it's too late to escape again
But am I only dreaming?
Yes, am I only dreaming?
Are you slowly throwing down your dress to the floor
have I ever seen this kind of beauty before?
Don't you see i'm sinking?
Yes, don't you see me sinking?
Yes, don't you see me now getting dragged to the deeps
Of this river of ink trapped beneath your skin?
And I know on what I count on
Yes, I know on what I count on
I know it's gonna be just whiskey when i'm dry
and love when i'm aching and hell when i die.
Don't you see me trying?
Yes don't you see me trying?
We both know life doesn't need to be fair
And time just turns comrades in fairweather friends.
I don't seek a saviour
No, I don't seek a saviour
I can't even tell all the wrong i've done
But at least now I know of what i'm running from.
Tell me what you're thinking
Won't you tell me what you are thinking
Even after all have been said and done
We still just strangers miles away from home.
And I know that you will miss me
Yes, I know that you will miss me
I know that you will miss me when i'm dead and gone
But don't you shed a tear when the boatman call.
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10. |
Uzala's Latest Dream
03:34
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It’s not that you don’t really care
But more like your mind
Seems to always be some place else
And I’m sick and tired
Of be treated as any uninvited guest
Or at least that’s what she said
As we were paying the room at the Riverview Motel.
But it seems pointless to me now
I’m just making my way under the tangled wires
That plague the sky tonight
And the grow thiner and thiner
As the gas stations burning lights
And those whorehouses neon signs
are getting really, really out of my sight.
And my heart nearly skips a beat
When at the side of the road
I see tossed into the mud
These familiar white wedding dress
And within it, his holy promises
Of a loving arms and two firm thighs
And a lusty cunt but heavenly eyes.
And the thought of you comes
Like a starving child
With the brightest of smiles
to join me and offer some guidance
Through the lonely heart of this endless night
And me, who I’ve never known about fear
I can tell how my confidence
Now is slowly starting to reel.
As the sun’s rising up from the east
I’m suddenly realizing, I know exactly
What this new day is gonna bring
I’ll have you crowned righteous queen
Of every heartbreaking pain or little thrill
Of every truthfull emotion that I will ever feel.
And thought I always known
That death would wear a familiar face
I never expected your hand
To be the one at the end of the razorblade.
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11. |
Sinner's Prayer
01:28
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Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Lord forgive me
St Peter forgive me
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
Being sinner being killed
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Love, don't you hear the seagulls call?
Doesn't it remind you of nothing at all?
Of the lack of faith that stained the love you gave
Or maybe just to the one that got away.
Your misleading knowledge will not help you now
Your inviting cleavage will not help you now
Just don't try to tell me the end of the play
Like it did the one that got away.
Our love it's such a sickly child
But time seems to cannot knock it down
Will we find out too late if this it's heaven or hell
Like we did with the ones that got away?
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