1. |
Principium et Finis
00:29
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2. |
Seven Years
04:04
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I drug my chain and swung my hammer
Seven years in the Mississippi sun
So damn hot make the devil break a sweat
Got you praying all day for the night to come
After seven long years it was clear that twenty five won’t do
I did the convict shuffle every day til the day that we dropped our hammers on you know who
We were praying for the night to come
We broke our chains and ran like hell
Headed west, Louisiana on our minds
Eddie and Ray got surrounded in a house at the Sharkey-Issaquena county line
We were praying for the night to come
Wrong place at the wrong time
Caught me in a desperate state of mind
Hard luck or a hard line
But that’s life, no one gets out alive
The devil here beside me
Law is chewing at our heels
The past is creeping up
Our future’s yet to be revealed
Ain’t no justice waiting for me
Ain’t no truth they’d want to believe
The devil here beside me
Law is chewing at our heels
My mind is racing
Sweat is pouring
Hand is clutching steel
The devil here beside me
Law is chewing at our heels
The bayou try to kill you
But you give it hell and zeal
I drug my chain and swung my hammer
Seven years in the Mississippi sun
So damn hot make the devil break a sweat
Got you praying all day for the night to come
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3. |
No Secret
04:23
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All over the place are the signs of the times
Our age is the age of delusion
Something hollow for you to imbue with yourself
A new home in a thrilling illusion
Somehow all those bad thoughts
Self reflections keep on seeping on in
Concentrate on somebody or something
You can hide from all of them in
Your footprints bigger than it seems
The depths of which you dare not dream
Still, it grows deeper every day
With every word they hear you say
They’re listening
What a fine time, indeed
To be a voyeur leeching dreams
Oh, what a fantasy, my lord
Nothing they can do you can’t see
There is no escaping your indulgence in their private affairs
Funny how your habits are recorded while you’re looking at theirs
Your footprints bigger than it seems
The depths of which you dare not dream
Still, it grows deeper every day
With every word they hear you say
They’re listening
Make no mistake
They're listening
They trace your footprints down the line
Track your location in real time
They’re lifting the veil for the world outside
And a picture emerges given life
Predict, inflict, transfix, unglue
sow hate, politics, conflicts ensue
they descry what you hate and whose lies you buy
a Manchurian army initialized
got so much dirt I own you
and the truth is there’s nothing that we can’t do
I can start a war if I want to
Economic execution
“We want you”
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4. |
Nothing Personal
03:24
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It’s a beautiful morning
I got nothing to lose
I whistle as I walk down the street to the bank
In my ragged old shoes
Hello Mary, good morning
I’m here to make a withdrawal
I’m gonna need a big bag, you see
Yeah, cause I’m taking it all
It’s nothing personal
It’s only business, baby
And I’ve got a lot of bills to pay
It’s a big bad world out there
More wicked than judas lately
As evidenced by my presence here today
And I keep smiling
Because I already know I’m gonna get what’s mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ll be sweet as honey
I just want my money
I won’t hurt nobody
If I get my money
Put the goddamn money in the bag
I’m cooking with gas now
I’m flying over the stars
I managed to persuade a nice gentlemen
To let me “borrow” his car
He wasn’t too keen
But I made it hard to decline
In fact I’m sure he’ll find it quite difficult
Just to gather his mind
It’s nothing personal
It’s only business, baby
And I’ve got a lot of bills to pay
It’s a big bad world out there
More wicked than judas lately
As evidenced by my presence here today
And I keep smiling
Because I already know I’m gonna get what’s mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’ll be sweet as honey
I just want my money
I won’t hurt nobody
If I get my money
Yeah, the cost of living is on the rise
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5. |
Vision in Smoke
05:02
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I come home from the bar
A few new dents in the car
And I wade through the trash I ignore
Make my way to the bed, light a Marlboro red
Now suddenly.. I’m on the floor
As I stare at the ceiling
a moment of clarity hits me and I see the truth
in the smoke cloud above me
bittersweet but so lovely
the specter of my wasted youth
Can it be?
Have I really been stuck in this dead end?
So long
I believe that there’s got to be somewhere
that feels more like home than my dreams
they’re just dreams
memories.
And I tip the night stand trying to rise again
Now a blanket of cans covers me
In the fetal position I make the decision
Guess this is where I’m gonna sleep
Jesus Christ, I’m so sorry
No, that’s not an apology
It’s just the state that I’m in
And tomorrow I’ll wake up hungover and ate up
And start getting shitfaced again
Can it be?
Have I really been stuck in this dead end?
So long
I believe that there’s got to be somewhere
that feels more like home than my dreams
they’re just dreams
memories.
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6. |
A House of Cards
03:57
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She’s sixes and sevens but dressed to the nines
A joker’s a queen when you don’t know
She’ll give you aces and eights
You’d best run for your life
Just find you a door or a window-
Let it ride!
The whole house of cards is collapsing
Let em’ fall
Let em’ fall wherever they may
She’ll land you in rags without batting a lash
She’s putting it all on the table
Now you’re losing your face while you’re losing your cash
And you swear you’re working an angle
It’s madness
The whole house of cards is collapsing
Let em’ fall
Let em’ fall wherever they may
Telling yourself that you can win
Better luck next time, friend
Place your bets, try again
Praying in the dark liar’s den
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7. |
Dead Sea Dog
13:00
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Cast down
Dethroned
In darkness I became
The emptiness unraveled as it breathed a thousand names
Scattered on the wind like ash and dust
Drifted on the seas
Now salt and rust
I walk between two worlds
The fire and the shadows
The oceans and the endless skies
The forests and the meadows
I fly above the owls and crawl beneath the snakes
Rest my bones on broken promises beneath the waves
In starlight reaching out
My fingers creep like rain across all of your visions
Through an ancient window; pain
The sirens screaming from the depths
As the stars fall from the sky that’s rolling up like a scroll
The truth has turned to lies
You’re all out here lost in space
Steeped in darkness for so long
The price of the pact that you made
All your eyes are long gone
The morning star on the horizon
Now comes the serpent
Now comes the dragon
To swallow the world
It’ll all be ok
Dead sea doG
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