1. |
Gold Rush
03:35
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"GOLD RUSH"
ONCE WE HIT THE BARN
WE SAT OUTSIDE THE COLD
WE'RE TAKING THE LONG ROAD HOME
BUT YOU WON'T BE THE SAME
ALL NIGHT, BUT AFTER THE FIRE WE WILL…
WATCH OUT CHILD CAUSE
THE CAT KIDNAPPED YOUR SOUL
TRADED IT FOR GOLD
TRADED IT FOR GOLD
AND YOU THINK YOU'RE FINE
'TIL YOU BREATHE THE MURKY AIR
EYE'S TEAR UP IN SMOKE
TEAR UP IN SMOKE
LOW ON OXYGEN
THEY TRY TO SLIP AWAY
TO THE EASTERN PART OF TOWN
BUT YOU WON'T BE THE SAME
ALL NIGHT, BUT AFTER THE FIRE WE WILL…
WATCH OUT CHILD CAUSE
THE CAT KIDNAPPED YOUR SOUL
TRADED IT FOR GOLD
TRADED IT FOR GOLD
AND YOU THINK YOU'RE FINE
'TIL YOU BREATHE THE MURKY AIR
EYE'S TEAR UP IN SMOKE
TEAR UP IN SMOKE
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2. |
Last Cigar
03:03
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"LAST CIGAR"
DADDY BOUGHT HIMSELF A NEW GUN
HE'S SHOWING OFF TO HIS FRIENDS
DADDY WON'T YOU SELL YOUR BIG DREAMS
CAUSE ONE DAY YOUR LUNGS WILL END
GET YOURSELF OUT OF THE KITCHEN
AND BUY YOURSELF A BRAND NEW CAR
DADDY WON'T YOU KEEP ON DRINKING
AND LIGHT UP THAT LAST CIGAR
DADDY BOUGHT HIMSELF SOME NEW FUN
HE'S SHOWING OFF TO HIS FRIENDS
DADDY YOU FORGOT THE BIG SCENE
CAUSE ONE DAY YOUR FUN WILL END
GET YOURSELF OUT OF THE KITCHEN
YOU BUY YOURSELF A BRAND NEW CAR
DADDY WON'T YOU KEEP ON DRINKING
AND BITE OFF THAT LAST CIGAR
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3. |
Murder Next Door
02:24
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"THE NEXT DOOR MURDER" REVISED
WE TORCHED HER EYES AND COVERED UP
ANYTHING THAT COULD LINK US
TO THE SCENE OF THE MURDER
TO THE SEA OF NO RETURN
HOLD THE KNIFE NEXT TO THE SKIN
I PROMISE THAT IT WILL CUT QUICK
HOLD HER FACE UP TO THE LIGHT
HOLD IT STEADY
TAKE A BITE
WHO'S DOWN FOR THE NEXT DOOR MURDER..
WHO'S NEXT IN THE CATTLE LINE?
HER TORTURED EYES ARE COVERED UP
THE FIRE BURNING WILL WARN US
WHEN IT'S TIME HER BLOOD WILL BURN
WHEN IT'S RIPE SHE'LL HAVE HER TURN
HOLD THE KNIFE NEXT TO THE SKIN
I PROMISE THAT IT WILL CUT QUICK
HOLD HER FACE UP TO THE LIGHT
HOLD IT STEADY
TAKE A BITE
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4. |
Pushing Rope
03:30
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"PUSHING ROPE"
SHE BE CALLING IN THE EARLY MORN
LEAVE A MESSAGE CAUSE I'M NOT AT THE PHONE
"HEY IT'S THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE"
HALF DRUNK WHEN I MAKE UP MY MIND
AND I'LL BE LYING IF I'D PASS UP THAT CRIME
"HEY IT'S THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE"
NOW WE'RE DRUNK AND NOW WE'RE FLYING
AND I'M STUCK 'TIL QUARTER TO FIVE
"HEY IT'S THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE"
AND NOW SHE'S DRUNK AND NOW SHE'S CRYING
AND I'M STUCK 'TIL QUARTER TO NINE
"HEY IT'S THE TIME OF YOUR…"
FACE DOWN ON THE GROUND LIKE A BABY
AND I'M SURE SHE WON'T JUMP SHIP TO SAVE ME
PUSHING ROPE UNTIL IT HURTS NO MORE
INTRODUCE YOU TO THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
THIS AIN'T HOME
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5. |
Batshit Blues
02:56
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"BAT SHIT BLUES"
MY DAY BEGINS WHEN THE SUN STOPS SHINING
BACK TO THE MOON AND MY EYES THEY ARE BLINDED
ESCAPE THE PACK, SPREAD MY WINGS, NOW I'M GLIDIN'
RUN FROM THE LAW, BUT MYSELF I CAN'T HIDE IT
HEY WHAT'S THAT I HEAR?
DOWN ON THAT BATTLEFIELD
HEY WHAT'S THAT I HEAR?
I CAN'T SEE MY EYE'S AREN'T CLEAR
FLEE FROM THE SCENE OF THE CRIME, LIGHTS ARE PRYING
BACK TO THE MOON AND MY EYES THEY ARE BLINDED
ESCAPE THE PACK, SPREAD MY WINGS, NOW I'M DIVING
RUN FROM THE LAW, SINKING TEETH, NOW I'M FLYING
MY NIGHT BEGINS WHEN THE SUN STARTS SHINING
BACK TO THE MOON AND MY EYES THEY ARE TIRED
HEAD TO THE PACK, SPREAD MY WINGS, NOW I'M GLIDIN'
RUN FROM THE LAW, BUT MYSELF... I CAN'T HIDE IT
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Saturday Night Terrors
04:18
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"SATURDAY NIGHT TERRORS"
I FIND THINGS I NEVER FOUND UNDER THE TABLE
A BIG BLACK TARP AND A BOX OF DIAMOND RINGS
AND PIECES OF MYSELF ARE NOW DISABLED
BESIDE THE SHELF, BESIDE THE SHELF
AND ONE LAST THING TO YOU DON'T BUG THE NEIGHBORS
A SHADOW BOXES EVERYTHING IT SEES
AND PIECES OF MYSELF ARE NOW ENABLED
BESIDE THE SHELF, BESIDE THE SHELF
CAUSE IT'S SATURDAY NIGHT
AND I'M TELLING YOU THE THINGS YOU WANT TO HEAR
SOUNDS LIKE A FEEDING FRENZY
BACK ON THE STREETS
THE PAVEMENT STEERS ME CLEAR
CLEAR FROM THE FEEDING FRENZY
I SEE THINGS I NEVER SEEN UNDER THE PAPERS
A BIG GOLD PIPE AND A STACK OF 23's
AND PIECES OF MYSELF ARE NOW DISABLED
BESIDE THE SHELF, BESIDE THE SHELF
AND ONE LAST THING TO YOU DON'T BUG THE NEIGHBORS
A SHADOW BOXES EVERYTHING IT SEES
AND PIECES OF MYSELF ARE NOW ENABLED
BESIDE THE SHELF, BESIDE THE MYSELF
IT'S WARM IN MID-NOVEMBER, HOW LONG?
AND I'M PISS DRUNK IN THE WINTER, HOW LONG?
SIT AND SING THIS SONG
AND I'M WAITING FOR THE SUMMER, HOW LONG?
AND I'M WISHING IT WAS OVER
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MAD COZY Los Angeles, California
A couple of Jabroni's making music.
Robert Condol (vocals, guitar)
Noel Massacre (drums )
Anthony Caruso (bass)
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