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St. Deceiver
02:54
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We got married in an Oxy haze I remember it, I remember it
Cause she left my bed that Friday night on a rocket ship, rocket ship.
She passed by the moon in a trans warp drive, bound for heaven, bound for heaven.
And she’s back with the liquor and the XL fries just past eleven, just past eleven.
She’s gone and found a new faith out there,
All bloodied knees and no underwear.
My little imperfect dynamo,
Is the PTA’s new rodeo?
We get three more days of Novocaine
For just thirteen minutes in a Ford Fairlane.
Now that's a good deal and seems to suit her,
St Deceiver, St Deceiver
Break
We believed in the patron Saint of sin, all hookers and whores, hookers and whores
But the meth took her teeth and her nose caved in …My God?
No blessed’ gold in that chimneystack we gotta work these heels and a double D rack
Were down on luck but were high as hell for thirty minutes’ work at the Sun Motel
She found a way to push sin for cash
All busted teeth and cheerleader’s ass.
My little imperfect dynamo,
Is the Football teams new rodeo?
We get two more days of cheap cocaine
For an eye full after that cup-tie game.
Now that's a good deal and seems to suit her,
St Deceiver, St Deceiver
Forget the love of old Saint Deceiver
Only lubrication can save her.
My little imperfect dynamo,
Is the delivery guy’s new rodeo?
We got half a joint and a rolling rock
For a hand job under the station clock
Now that's a good deal and seems to suit her…
St Deceiver
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2. |
Old Crows
04:24
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Water water everywhere, there ain’t a drop to drink I swear
And I came so close but could not see, that half full glass in front of me
These crows they bark but never sing, of money, love and / every / thing
They wrote it all they took the fall, these old crows man they know / it / all
CHORUS
I know, no more
I know, no more
Than the old crows do
Rebuke on matters red and blue, and the hard times that they put you through
In debates that have no equals sign, and only play in four / four / time
When the evening bell strikes up again, they ride from the field like gallant, heroic, uneducated men
Cause’ they tried it all and took the fall, these old crows man they know / it / all.
CHORUS
BREAK
I now know no more than what I’m told
Of life and love and growing old
In a life beyond that steel town
Horizon less eight ball fairgrounds
The roads longer than this oaken bar
And deeper than your honey jar
On worsted baize and ochre hue, the murder dance in front of you
A celestial emporium, of all that's been and all’s / to / come
They perch there still but don’t ask why, old crows live and old crows die
But they’ve seen it all they took the fall, these old crows man they know / it / all.
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Bronco
03:19
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She rode the demon in her
Screaming and clawing, I stare
Stampeding, unsure, aware
And then I see her, there
Two horses raised proud
Symmetry bound and so very necessary
A demon rides them
For the thrill of it right then
BREAK
All mud and dusty ringlet curls
Tied heels and row of pearls
Please Frank, please let me go to them
Entertain them
Robin egg blue, her eyes
All washed and worn
Washed and worn
Washed and worn
Two demons in there in there
Down There
BREAK
Hold fast…
Ride out the storm
Pound after pound they leave her, they leave her there
‘Black Cat’ broke her, broke right there.
Black Cat broke her
They broke her…
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4. |
Lost
03:52
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I won't pray to God, he won't hear me.
And I won’t dance for you, if you don’t dance with me
I will light for us, this tinderbox.
Then we will burn because, because we are,
LOST
CHORUS
Forced my hand he did,
With all the these promises…he said,
You gonna love it here…
Just because…
here we are LOST
If you come close to me, you might just hear?
And if I you will hold my hand, my dear?
If you walk with me, and trust in me and lie with me?
If we can laugh out loud, then we will be…LOST
CHORUS
I will pray for you, come Pray with me and…
I will dance for you, if you dance with me?
I will light for us, this tinderbox.
We will be loved…We will be LOST
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5. |
If I Were King
03:29
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If I were the King of the salt salt sea,
Would you be the girl to marry me?
Every ripple and every wave,
Would long to be your briny slave.
For my love, I’d drown
For my love, I’d drown
If I were the King of the salt salt sea,
Would you come and drown with me?
If I were the King of the (all the) barren earth
And spit and dirt were all I’m worth
And every stick and every stone
I’d gather up to build our home
You could bury me,
You could bury me,
If I were the King of the baron earth
And spit and dirt were all I’m worth
If we were the all unbounded sky
The King and Queen of who knows why.
Then every breeze and hurricane
Would tremble when they hear our name.
We would not be swayed
We would not be swayed
If we were the all unbounded sky
The King and Queen of who knows why.
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It’s been one hundred years,
I’ve been rapping my knuckles at this brittle gate,
And I have fallen for you, fallen for you.
I am grey and I am old,
But alight with all this hope,
And I have gone and fallen for you, fallen for you.
Shackled, I can’t begin to move on.
Like all the animals been and gone,
That have cried for you, cried for you.
Blistered and sore, I can’t hold on no more,
And I am haunted by you, driven by you.
Make it stop, woman
Before I go
Make it stop, woman
Before I go…over the edge.
Tell me I would crave you and love,
Like my father’s faith never could,
And I will deny it all, I will deny it all.
Now as it stands, it is me that has drifted,
With all I thought you wanted,
And I have fallen for you, fallen with you.
This it’s not what you asked for,
But girl if I pleaded,
Could you hold onto me, for a while cling to me.
When all’s said, and done, and we know what to become,
Then I would die for you, fall for you.
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7. |
Wayside/Back in Time
03:48
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8. |
Devil in You
03:56
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When I am lost and alone on the right side of down
With acres of dry land, no way I could drown
But I fell for old Satan when he climbed into you
All horny and hating not the sweet girl I knew.
And I know it ain’t you babe, all the crap that you pull.
Cause I know now the name of that Devil in you.
His first name is Whiskey, elixir of fire
It’s what gives you your passion girl but it makes you a liar
His last name is jealousy, eyes of emerald green
A pinch of suspicion and a shit load of mean
And I know it ain’t you babe, all the crap that you pull.
Cause I know it's the work of that Devil in you.
2
So at breakfast its whiskey for supper its gin
And right there is the reason for the trouble we are in.
And I know it's the work of that quarrelsome rogue
But its you let Old Scratch come in out of the cold.
And I know it ain’t you babe, all that shit that you do.
Cause I know the name of that Devil in you.
His first name is Whiskey, elixir of fire
It’s what gives you your passion girl but it makes you a liar
His last name is rage, eyes of cardinal red
Like I trod on the tail of a pissed copperhead.
His last name’s despair, eyes of sorrowful blue
And ill kill that Ol’ Devil for what he’s done to you
And I know it ain’t you babe, the shit that you pull
Cause I know it's the work of that Devil in you.
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9. |
Hollow Man
04:01
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You know its something over nothing’
It’ll never ever turn out right.
I know its never getting better,
Its just me and my friends again tonight and…
You Know I’m HOL-LOW
You know this aint over
I’ll be drinkin’ till I see you again
With the painkillers and the, dead poets
It’s a fight that I know I can never ever win.
You Know I’m HOL-LOW
I Know I’m HOL-LOW
A HO-LLOW-MAN
I’m sorry for the things I’ve done,
All those fights I thought I won.
There’s whiskey on my breath I know,
Cause he stayed when you had to go.
I’m sorry cause I did not dream,
Of city lights and silver screens.
There’s cocaine in my blood it’s true,
She’s there to cloud the thought of you.
You’re not here and, I’m still HOLLOW
BREAK
You know that I’m cold and tired,
From all this wind and drivin’ rain.
And I’ve asked myself a thousand times,
Will I ever see them stars again?
You Know I’m HOL-LOW
I Know I’m HOL-LOW
A HO-LLOW-MAN
Now another girl from Reno, she share’s my bed,
And I’ve never heard a God damn word she ever said.
‘Hide away here baby, from all you know’
Now my friend Codeine she tells me so.
She makes me forget, numbs the pain,
He makes the Carousel go around and round and round again.
(Break down)
There’s nothin’ left, nothin’ stays,
I just drown in my ungodly ways.
And I hear the words my grandfather says,
Everybody tips son, everybody pays
I’m still here and… I am HOLLOW
A HO-LOW-MAN
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10. |
Cheap Cocaine
03:03
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11. |
Eve of the End
05:45
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I was there on the eve of the end of all things
With a girl in my arms and the peace that that brings
We were fast asleep under the sycamore tree
With the dreams in our heads of all…we could be
We woke to the sound of the death of the world
And from that moment on, that was all that we heard…we heard
The sea arose quickly and swallowed the town
In the blink of and eye our world started to drown
It smothered our friends and the people we love
And all of the places we’ve grown tired of
So we set sail inside a Mock Turtle shell
And with oars made of bones, we cast off into Hell
Oooohh la la (we go)
We were carried off into the oily sea
It swirled and it danced around my girl and me…Hold
The sky began whirlin’ like cigarette smoke
It filled up our lungs and we started to choke so…
Then…overboard, into the brine we did go
Hand in hand down to the city below…we go…
Pre chorus
Oooohh la la (we go)
The dead were a floatin’ down familiar streets
They pass each other but they never meet
Just as my lungs could not take anymore
I was struck by the feeling we had been here before
BREAK
When a monster approached from the darkness ahead
A thousand sharp teeth and a light on its head
Its eyes were aglow like the silvery moon
They were on us like lamps in the shadowy gloom
With no where to hide and no one left to save
As I held my girl tight in that watery grave
We were swallowed up whole by this beast of the sea…
And woke again under the sycamore tree…
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12. |
Soot and Feathers
04:25
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Falling to the earth like a sycamore key
Black old hole tween the fire and me.
Soot and Feathers
Soot and Feathers
Take another hen I’m old but I’m a wise
And that tired old man gave you them bloodshot eyes
Soot and Feathers
Soot and Feathers
Fires in the back man, starting to draw
Dancing like the Devil man…
CHORUS
I hope he takes my man
I hope he walks on by
I hope he takes my man
I, don’t want to die
Dancing like the Devil on a hot tin roof
With a rusty old nail for a cloven hoof
Soot and Feathers
Soot and Feathers
Squawking like the Devil man
With his tail in the frying pan
Soot and Feathers
Soot and Feathers
Fires in the back man, starting to draw,
(Soot and feathers)
Dancing like the Devil man…
CHORUS
I hope he takes my man
I hope he walks on by
I hope he takes my man
I, don’t want to die
Soot and feathers aint the way to go…
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The Life and Times of the Brothers Hogg England, UK
The Life and Times of the Brothers Hogg are Darren Capp, Simon Huxford, Nena Mager and Craig
Steer.
They hail from North East Lincolnshire, and have been performing their own original brand of Americana infused folk and bluegrass since 2012.
The band are known for their soaring harmonies, foot stomping rhythms, immersive storytelling and melodious poetry.
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