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Fire & Gasoline
03:18
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I wake up as the sun is going down
Horse hooves hammerin’ in my head
I got a notion that before this night is through
Somebody's gonna wind up dead
I step out as the gang ride into town
All alone, but I’m ready to die
I’m half cut and I’m fixin’ for a fight
No, I won't hide this time
It's a cold, cold night but I burn with dark desire
Your sins are gasoline - and brothers, I am fire
Gonna set your goddamn world alight tonight
I quickdraw and I shoot the bastards down
Got a demon dancing in my hand
You’re gonna wish that you’d stayed away this time
You messed with the wrong man
It's a cold, cold night but I burn with dark desire
Your sins are gasoline - and brothers, I am fire
Gonna set your goddamn world alight tonight
"The righteous shall rejoice when he sees the vengeance. He shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked." (Psalms 58:10)
"Cursed be he who does the Lord's work remissly, cursed he who holds back his sword from blood." (Jeremiah 48:10)
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Calico Queen
03:02
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Take one look at her face and you won’t ever forget her
But by the end of the night you’ll wish you never met her
She’s forbidden fruit and you’re in love at first bite
But she’ll leave you hungry in the morning light
A-N-G-E-L-I-N-E
Angeline ain’t what she seems
She’s a goddamn calico queen
Angeline ain’t what she seems
She’s a goddamn calico queen
She’s a desert rose, she’s such a pretty flower
But pick her and in an hour she’ll go from sweet to sour
Yeah, you’ll pay the price - and no, she don’t come cheap
Please tell me why do the rotten ones always smell so sweet?
A-N-G-E-L-I-N-E
Angeline ain’t what she seems
She’s a goddamn calico queen
Angeline ain’t what she seems
She’s a goddamn calico queen
So if you’re looking for some action at the gin house joint
This senorita looks like she won’t disappoint
But stay away from Angeline
Cos you don’t know where this angel has been
Stay away from Angeline
She’s a goddamn calico queen
Stay away from Angeline
She’s a goddamn calico queen
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3. |
Mark Of Cain
06:07
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Last night I saw and eagle die before my eyes
His ruined wings tangled in a rusty tripwire
He lay defeated in the sand
A former king turned carrion
I gazed into his eyes as he faded from this life
As he faded from this life
And I wanted to feel something, but I am numb inside
I just wanted to see something beautiful die
And I wanted to feel something, but I am numb inside
I just wanted to see something beautiful die
Last night I saw a dozen crows fall from the sky
Poisoned by meat laid out for wolves on the prairie
A caribou drowned in the lake
And on it's horns impaled a snake
And as I watched him die, the snake ate his own tail
Yeah the snake ate his own tail
And I wanted to feel something, but I am numb inside
I just wanted to see something beautiful die
And I wanted to feel something, but I am numb inside
I just wanted to see something beautiful die
And I wanted to feel something
I wanted to feel something
I wanted to feel something now...
And I wanted to feel something, but I am numb inside
I just wanted to see something beautiful die
And I wanted to feel something, but I am numb inside
I just wanted to see something beautiful die
And I wanted to feel something
I wanted to feel something
I wanted to feel something now...
I wanted to feel something
I wanted to feel something
I wanted to feel something but I am numb inside
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4. |
The Boneyard Strut
01:32
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I’ve been knockin’ on your door for an hour or more
Oh honey, won't you let me in?
I’ve got some wine and fine moonshine
So won't you drown with me in sin?
I can't wait no more to make you mine
Cos the one thing I ain't got's more time
I ain't long for this world
I don't think you care
One, two, three, let's go!
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
Well, I ain't eaten in a week or more
And now I'm thin as a barber's cat
Just a skeleton preserved by rum
With a cowboy shirt hung on my back
Barrel fever buzzin' in my brain
I hear the reaper calling out my name
I ain't long for this world
I don't think you care
One, two, three, let's go!
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
My Jezebel, I'm drunk as hell
The devil’s by my side
Oh won't you shake your bones with me
Once more before I die?
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
Do the boneyard strut
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5. |
See You In Hell
03:16
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Watered down liquor is a sin
But watered down religion's a blessing
So Jesus, turn this water into gin
Cos praying won't fix this goddamned mess I'm in
But there's one thing that I know...
I'm going down with a gun in my hand
Gonna die like a man when I take my last stand
They'll spill my blood on the Death Valley sand
I'll see you all in hell
Man cannot live by bread alone
And you will reap the seeds that you have sown
I've spent my whole life casting the first stone
And now it's too late for me to atone
But there's one thing that I know...
I'm going down with a gun in my hand
Gonna die like a man when I take my last stand
They'll spill my blood on the Death Valley sand
I'll see you all in hell
I'll see you in hell
Every dead man's got a story to tell
I'll finish mine when I see you in hell
Every dead man's got a story to tell
I'll finish mine when I see you in hell
See you in hell
See you in hell
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Welcome To The Badlands
04:34
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In a mining town that flourished
When the gold flowed from the hills
A baby boy is born into a world that’s gone to hell
His mother holds him tight
As he opens up his eyes and sees the world
For the first time
There ain't no grass and there ain't no trees
The sunlight's dimmed by dust and sand
There ain't no birds and there ain't no bees
Welcome to the badlands
Welcome to the badlands
His mother fights for life
But she knows her time has come
And with her last remaining breath she says ‘I love you son’
She looks up to the sky
And as she shuts her eyes, she sees the world
For the last time
The stores are bare and the well’s empty
The carrion crows wait close at hand
There ain’t no fish in the poisoned stream
Welcome to the badlands
Welcome to the badlands
I see a new star rising over the dark horizon
Are these the days they prophesised?
Is this the time of judgement?
Is this the coming of the end?
Are these the last days of our time?
His father says a prayer
As he holds onto her hand
He tells himself at least her suffering is at an end
He lies down by her side
And as the tears roll from his eyes he says goodnight
For the last time
He takes the baby in his arms
And vows to keep him safe from harm
He whispers softly to his son
Welcome to the badlands
Welcome to the badlands
I see a new star rising over the dark horizon
Are these the days they prophesised?
Is this the time of judgement?
Is this the coming of the end?
Are these the last days of our time?
I see a new star rising over the dark horizon
These are the days they prophesised
This is the time of judgement
This is the coming of the end
These are the last days of our time
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7. |
Six Feet Under
03:07
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They struck out West in '49
Along the Ghila River line
The greenhorns with their dreams of fame
They never saw their homes again
Six feet under lies the gold, six feet under lies the gold
Six feet under lies the gold, you're gonna be a rich man
They worked their claims in search of treasure
Found scurvy, cholera and fever
Panhandled and dug with spades
Wound up digging their own graves
Six feet under lies the gold, six feet under lies the gold
Six feet under lies the gold, you're gonna be a rich man
Six feet under lies the gold, six feet under lies the gold
Six feet under lies the gold, or you will be a dead man
If there's pay dirt in your stream
Welcome to the American dream
But if Lady Luck ain't on your side
Then god won't save your crowbait hide
Six feet under lies the gold, six feet under lies the gold
Six feet under lies the gold, you're gonna be a rich man
Six feet under lies the gold, six feet under lies the gold
Six feet under lies the gold, or you will be a dead man
Six feet under lies the gold, six feet under lies the gold
Six feet under lies the gold, you're gonna be a rich man
Six feet under lies the gold, six feet under lies the gold
Six feet under lies the gold, you're gonna be a rich man
Gonna be a rich man, or you’re gonna be a dead man
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The Blackwater Rebellion Exeter, UK
The Blackwater Rebellion craft heavy and energetic but melodic garage rock with shifting dynamics and dark lyrics that draw inspiration from diverse influences such as the Wild West, biker gang culture and film noir.
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