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Frankenstein
05:00
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God pursed his lips to kiss the hips of our wishes
And our skin caught the wind and we dripped into sips of warm loving
In the milk of your soul, I washed the spit from my mouth
I washed the blood from my hands and sweat from my brow
And our secrets kept meetings without even making a sound
We woke to the smack of our skin snapping back with an amen
Through the holes in my head sneaked the devil instead; he had comments
In the mouth of my pride, my mind opened wide
And it slipped through cracks in my bones fearful cries
Each reason competing to build me a highway to ride
We were blown to bits
Limb from limb
All mixed on the ground
Grabbing in the dark
For parts we never marked
We took what we found and stumbled on
Some toes traded feet, so we walk the street in circles
Now, I got a freckled cheek and one of my knees is scarred purple
And there’s shards of your iris stuck in my eye
And a disk in my spine that make me curl up and cry
And I see you around every corner I find in my mind
And the set of teeth I used to keep fit neatly
Now, my mouth opens less, but it’s for the best, believe me
Now, my heart’s beating stranger cause one of the chambers
Is the room where we slept in love and in anger
And the bed stays made and I’ll keep it that way forever
We were blown to bits
Limb from limb
All mixed on the ground
Grabbing in the dark
For parts we never marked
We took what we found and stumbled on
We stumble on
Right or wrong
Angry mobs at our doors
We’ll be run out
Wherever we are found
Pitchfork and torch will chase me to your arms
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2. |
Serenity Prayer
04:50
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I woke up today with a head like a swarm of mosquitoes
They were dropping like flies getting stuck drunk in stale mojitos
And everyone I know thinks I’m asleep behind the wheel
But a friend behind the bar is a mighty fine deal
I hit the street with an old record skip in my stepping
They were humming along to a song by Jeffrey Frederick
I felt closer to God than I’ll ever get to heaven
I fell to my knees and I prayed to the 711
Grant me the serenity to pay for this in change
And the courage to give with what I can
Goddamn!
Grant me the wisdom to know I owe the difference
Amen
I put the pedal to the metal, but I might as well cut the break line
I was buzzing around with a stomach ache taking its sweet time
And from 6 to 8, we’ll be playing all night
We’re on a twelve-step program, one two-step at a time
Grant me the serenity to pay for this in change
And the courage to give with what I can
Goddamn!
Grant me the wisdom to know I owe the difference
Amen
The sun set swollen like the Devil’s nose blowing his brains out
It was dripping off the sky filling up a cup I had left out
So I sat on the porch just to watch that sunset rain down
Then I crossed my chest and I laid my head on the ground
I woke up today with a head like a swarm of mosquitoes
They were dropping like flies getting stuck drunk in stale mojitos
And everyone I know thinks I’m asleep behind the wheel
But a friend behind the bar is a mighty fine deal
Grant me the serenity to pay for this in change
And the courage to give with what I can
Goddamn!
Grant me the wisdom to know I owe the difference
Amen
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3. |
Hell of a Time
03:54
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About a year ago this winter when I hadn’t had my dinner
I was feeling low, just as low as I could figure
And as much as I could muster was a packet of Heinz mustard
And I wished I had some ketchup, but it wasn’t in the budget
I saw an ad in the paper offering up awful high prices
To people who hunt people that ya find in high places
So I called up that number of that backwards revelator
And he showed me the way towards that holy elevator
I’ve been killing angels
I’ve been killing time
I got a pocketful of halos
Got a pint of holy light
I’m gonna feather up my pillow
And see if anyone bites
I’ve been killing angels
Having a hell of a time
I’ve worked behind the counter and I’ve worked inside the stable
And I’ve pulled my weight across this long white table
And now I am haunted by some boosted Panasonic
With exotic electronics that I can talk to God with
He says he’s made mistakes and not every bird deserves its wings
And sometimes he needs help and he likes the way I think
So I just sit and listen to my color television
And as long as I am patient it tells me who to visit
I’ve been killing angels
I’ve been killing time
I got a pocketful of halos
Got a pint of holy light
I’m gonna feather up my pillow
And see if anyone bites
I’ve been killing angels
Having a hell of a time
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4. |
I Don't Need Anybody
04:11
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All of the nights that we made love
Wearing other people’s bodies
Wearing other lover’s clothes
If I needed somebody, then I’d call ya up
But I don’t need anybody
All that’s become of all I built
Just a swinging of a hammer
Just a pulling of a nail
And if I’ve grown quiet then it’s louder than hell
I don’t need anybody
So, come back home
I don’t need ya
Come back home
All through the day, it’s up and down
Folding in and out and under
Then it’s all over again
And if I knew how to say it then I wouldn’t have to shout
I don’t need anybody
So, come back home
I don’t need ya
Come back home
I don’t need ya to come back home
I don’t need ya
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Each bottle of wine is a railroad spike
Every dollar I earn I burn to tow the line
And my mother always knew
What I would grow into
And now I’ve done some growing
So I guess that I know too
I’m a train
I was built to fade away
I will run where my tracks have been laid
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Each bottle of wine is a railroad spike
Every dollar I earn I burn to tow the line
And my mother always knew
What I would I grow into
And now I’ve done some growing
So I guess that I know too
I’m a train
I was built to fade away
I will run where my tracks have been laid
Riding high and fast will get you blood on the tracks
Gone behind the smoke, but I know it will be back
And my baby always saw
What really got me off
And now all I can get
Is off and on and off and on
I’m a train
I was made a runaway
I will run where my tracks have been laid
Every honky tonk in town
Knows when I’m around
They’ve seen me up on the stage
And they’ve seen me on the ground
But when I get on my feet
I’ll be ready to bleed
Ready to make some noise
With the boys behind me
I’m a train
I’m just blowing off some steam
We’re the incredible heat machine
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7. |
I Lost My Beer
01:49
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I got really high and I lost my beer
It was right here
Now, it’s not here
Oh, Beer!
Where can you be?
Oh, Beer!
You’re the beer, the beer for me
Oh, Beer, quit your hiding, I’m dying to find ya
I’ve traced my steps up to the ceiling
I’m not so sure I woulda got so stoned
If I woulda known
I feel pretty dumb, cause I found my beer
It was right here
Now, it’s so clear
Oh, Beer!
You used to be cold
Oh, Beer!
You ain’t the beer I used to know
Oh Beer, don’t ya worry cause, Lord, I have mercy
On soldiers who’ve fallen in battle
But I’m not so sure I woulda got so stoned
If I woulda known
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8. |
Bottom of the Bottle
04:13
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Taylor Kingman - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Jay Cobb Anderson - Electric Guitar, Vocals
Lewi Longmire - Bass, Vocals
Sydney Nash - Electric Guitar
Tyler Thompson - Drums
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9. |
Laid Down & Cried
04:15
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I drank a bottle of sweet sweet sickness
I drank it down so deep
I drank it til I found my sweetheart
Falling over me
I drank my way from spring to summer
And I fell in the winter time
Then, I drank some miles between us
And I laid down and cried
Laid down and cried
Lord, I drank some miles between us
And I laid down and cried
I made my living being cruel to women
I made myself a beast
I made it til I found the bottom
Right under my feet
I made my way from good to gutter
Til I fell outta sight
Then I made my bed beneath it
And I laid down and cried
Laid down and cried
Lord, I made my bed beneath it
And I laid down and cried
I sung myself a song of sorrow
I sung it sick and sweet
I sung it til the song sang with me
It didn’t skip a beat
I sung my song in bars and bedrooms
Til all was intertwined
I sung my song til the song became me
And I laid down and died
Laid down and died
I sung my song til the song became me
And I laid down and died
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10. |
She Wonders
04:12
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She wonders if I’m lonesome or if I really need her
She wonders who I will become and how that man will treat her
She wonders how I know that I won’t be growing old
She wonders where I go when I leave her
I’m lonesome
I’m lonely
I’m lonesome
But I’m never alone
I came to in a crowded bar
She came through with a working car
Stumbling in to the bed we share
Too drunk to talk and too tired to care
I’m lonely
I’m lonesome
I’m lonely
But I’m never alone
I wonder if I’m lonesome or if I really need her
I wonder who I will become and how that man will treat her
And I wonder how I know that I won’t be growing old
And I wonder where I go when I leave her
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11. |
Just the Right Amount
04:13
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Half a beer in the morning
Cracked yesterday
Just the right amount for him
To wash the last half away
Maybe another while he’s working
Maybe another when he’s paid
Half a beer in the morning
We didn’t throw it away
I think he liked the way it sounded
Drunk and bleeding on a borrowed mic
I’ve never seen a bar so crowded
Dead quiet on a Saturday night
Maybe one to get them crying
Maybe one to help them fight
You gotta do a little wrong, kid
To get that kind of right
Seven devils in the moonlight
Clouds have all turned blue
Checked his pack around midnight
Still got a smoke or two
Maybe one for the morning
One in the afternoon
Seven devils in the moonlight
They ought to make some room
He cut his teeth in the barroom
Now, he can drink all day
He learned to lean on his crutches
And dance broken in the pouring rain
Maybe he really found it funny
Maybe he knew he wouldn’t change
Maybe it all adds up to nothing
And it’s a beautiful day
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