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First Night
04:12
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Is there hope for the future,
Is there light beyond that door?
Standing sands that build and blow away
Brooding kings that sulk and waste a day
All the gems that drop and wade
Turn eyes to gold and blood to jade
Is there hope for the future,
Is there light beyond that door?
Rolling stones float down by the rushing stream
Swarm of bugs fly past the blowing leaves
Jealous ghosts of time ago
Light candles black and whisper no
Is there hope for the future,
Is there light beyond that door?
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2. |
The Dirty Coin
03:39
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Ain't it unfamiliar
The way the world is turning
Cracked out glasses
blood on the bar
All the best
Crack the whip
Smoke the cane
Dangerous lovers
Knockers
Buggers
and dolls
Everyones craving a love that is lost
Crack the whip
smoke the cane
Boned out makers
Flakers
chasers
and hags
All expecting moments that've already past
Crack the whip
Smoke the cane
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3. |
Bad Bad Thing
03:07
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Sheriff came with a noose in hand, he said
Dear god you'll hang by ten, he said
Joe you better watch his hands, he said
This boy ain't no gentleman, I thought
I did a bad bad thing
Then in about no time at all he had
A noose tied just around his nads he saw
One shot fired through the wind the rope
cracked and off and away he went and snapped
I did a bad bad thing
The dust kicked off the horses ass, he felt
The breeze blow as the sky went dark, you'll note
In the air he heard one last thing, it rang
Fill your hands you son of a bitch, he sang
I did a bad bad thing
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4. |
Banzai
02:49
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Holy horse arise
Pull me into night
And save me from this tide
Does the sparrow know
Where the demons go
What satan sows?
Luck is so divine
It screams and sighs
It cuts and binds
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5. |
Sand Nap
02:34
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In the darker part of deserts
where the air is so thin
Skies turn red as night sets in
A veil of dust is blowin' in
Reminding him
Down by the dirty flame
He hears the names of
The lives he's cut
Through the rasping smoke
Inside his head
As he goes to bed
As his eyes close
His mind goes
The blood on his hands has dried
The ash in the night
The stars in the sky
All fade away
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6. |
The Black Heart Express
03:02
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Look on the bright side,
Look on the bright side,
Look at the Blackheart,
Rolling away
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7. |
Midnight Comes Again
02:59
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I am a rabbit
Here come the wolves
I killed for a good time
I'll die for it too
I am foresaken
I know not how
But death is marching
n' sky is falling down
I am a hell horse
I've run the race
The sweat is falling
Like a curtain in my face
I am killer
Been on the run
As killer's do
When good has got the gun
I am a rabbit
Here come the wolves
I killed for a good time
I'll die for it too
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8. |
Duello
03:20
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Know you're right
When you're wrong
Feel the sun
Night is gone
Dig your heel
Pull your gun
See the signs
Death has come
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9. |
Bye Bye
03:57
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It bye bye, Tooderado
Its go go, to the ancient heap
Your body's full of holes
These ones your ma can't sow
And its the dead of night
Majestic lights surround you
You're gone, gone, gone
Its no no, to the man in silver
Its go go, to the man in red
Your coffin's wood is sold
The nails are hard and cold
And its the price you pay
For 'life lived this way
You're gone, gone, gone
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Andy John Mendosa Brooklyn, New York
Pistol music
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