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Un Cerveza (Left Bank)
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Well the Devil's got two hands to hold-
and I know I'm going to Hell.
I don't need to hear about it.
I can tell just by the smell.
And you know that I'm dirt man-
I know that you can tell.
But if you could just spare a dime;
Well boy wouldn't that be swell?
Ou Topos O lungo Drom (x3)
No place like the long, long road.
Draba, Drabarnov (x3)
Cast your spell spellcaster.
Gadjo, Gadjikano (x3)
Un cerveza para Mi!
Well, Jesus said;
"Boy, won't you come my little sheep?"
I said;
"I ain't that faint of heart- no I ain't that fucking weak."
Because the bible is just a book.
Oh, and religion is just a belt- that mommy and daddy,
they beat you with-
to send you to their Hell.
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Hollow (Left Bank Books)
05:18
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In the dead of the night there's a hollow;
A darkness that cuts like a scream.
Does this mean we'll not meet the 'morrow?
Or is this all some kind of dream?
We break our backs for the bills that we borrow.
Nothing is just as it seems.
And we've all got a cure for the sorrow-
But it's killing all our hopes and our dreams.
If you've got a prayer for the living-
won't you throw in a smile for the dead?
Because if Heaven and Hell do the bidding-
Well surely I will be damned.
So you'll throw in your lot with the darkness-
Oh, you'll meet your maker somehow.
And if salvation is what you sought, boy-
Well you should have been searching by now.
Is this all just some kind of dream?
Nothing is just as it seems.
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I wasn't looking- for anything.
I wasn't looking, but the universe bring(s):
Cause I'm always finding- new reasons to roam.
I'm always seeking- a new damn home.
But what I'm finding- Is I'm not alone.
Deep in the shadows- the shadows we roam.
Well I was thinking- I may have gone cold.
Oh, I was drinking- and I lost my soul.
But what can you derive... From my thoughts.
Every time I speak them, my tongue gets caught.
But what I'm finding- Is I'm not alone.
Deep in the shadows- the shadows we roam.
Sometimes I wake up- I try to change.
But I've been so fucked up, I don't know my name.
And sometimes I turn, I turn again.
I find myself reeling, reeling from my own shame.
But what I'm finding- Is I'm not alone.
Deep in the shadows- the shadows we roam.
One day I found out, that my mind is cursed.
Maybe that's why- I stay so alert.
But I can't block- it all out.
Inside I'm screaming, can't let it out.
But what I'm finding- Is I'm not alone.
Deep in the shadows- the shadows we roam.
Cause deep in the shadows- we play our games.
We know all- the tricks of our trade.
And if you are not watching- might steal your, face.
If you are not with us- you'll meet our distaste.
But what I'm finding- Is I'm not alone.
Deep in the shadows- the shadows we roam.
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I got a chip on my shoulder.
It's starting to weigh me down.
Said there's a few things in this life
I can't get my head around.
But who am I to say "What the hell have you done?"
Who am I to chastise if you choose to run?
There's a place we call Hell; it ain't far below.
It's seen within your dreams; it's right here in this world.
And some might call it a condition of mind.
Some might say that they have seen it in life.
Well I got half a mind;
we could have turned this all around.
I've got a thousand things to say,
But they probably don't matter now.
And who am I to think of all that I would give?
Who am I to mourn a life I didn't live?
There's a place we call Hell; it ain't far below.
It's seen within your dreams; it's right here in this world.
And some might call it a condition of mind.
Some might say that they have seen it in life.
There's a darkness. It ain't too deep- It's down inside my heart.
I said, It's ripping you to pieces; It's tearing you apart.
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Well I got memories, but they ain't all good.
I got dreams, they ain't of Hollywood.
And believe me brother I've been here before.
I don't really know what I want anymore.
Just to watch it flourish, maybe watch it burn?
I'm not quite sure- I think we all get a turn.
The concept 'reality' has become a farce-
when all that you do is talk out your arse.
And you got lies to keep from the surface now;
A billion little brainwashed Cash Cows.
You can't just take everything that we've earned-
From all the decendents that you opted to burn.
Even if we step up now, and mouth them words-
Doesn't mean that our ballots are going to be heard.
I'm going down
I'm going down down down down-
and I'm taking you with me.
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I'm going down- so far down;
That I feel as though I must be going up as well.
What goes up must come down.
But in the end you know it all just comes back around.
But if you catch it while you can-
oh, you just might understand my blues.
I've got them blues- Oh, I got it bad.
Can't you hear me brother? Said I've been feeling mighty sad.
But I've reached the ground- I'm turning 'round.
I'm on the fast track line back to that top end now.
I said "Hey there brother, have you got a dime?"
"Hey there little mama- said I won't waste your time"
Just need a buck- a pick me up for my blues.
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Don't know how I got here-
Far and wide I've roamed;
Chasing all the demons,
that I found within this world.
They led me across the water,
to a navy town and a sweet girl.
But I've grown old a bitter, now.
That girl she changed my world.
I'm going back home- Where the city lights glow.
I'm pulling out my teeth now.
I'm scratching at my head.
Girl you know that I remember (now)-
Well every word that you've said.
I traveled for independence-
Though I wound up in your bed.
I've barely breached the surface (now)-
But it's filling me up with dread.
I'm going back home- Where the city lights glow.
I moved there on April Fool's Day-
Left on the fifth of May.
Three or four years- they have passed in between;
But it felt like one really long day.
I'm going back home - Where the city lights glow.
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Sweet walkin, sweet talkin, Streetwalkin girl-
You rocked my world.
Took a liaison to another space-
made some memories- oh I can't erase.
No I can't erase.
Had your stockings and your garter there-
made love to me without a care.
Yeah you rocked my world.
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Below (Cave)
03:13
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I got a chip on my shoulder.
It's starting to weigh me down.
Said there's a few things in this life
I can't get my head around.
But who am I to say "What the hell have you done?"
Who am I to chastise if you choose to run?
There's a place we call Hell; it ain't far below.
It's seen within your dreams; it's right here in this world.
And some might call it a condition of mind.
Some might say that they have seen it in life.
Well I got half a mind;
we could have turned this all around.
I've got a thousand things to say,
But they probably don't matter now.
And who am I to think of all that I would give?
Who am I to mourn a life I didn't live?
There's a place we call Hell; it ain't far below.
It's seen within your dreams; it's right here in this world.
And some might call it a condition of mind.
Some might say that they have seen it in life.
There's a darkness. It ain't too deep- It's down inside my heart.
I said, It's ripping you to pieces; It's tearing you apart.
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City Lights (Cafe Racer)
03:10
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Don't know how I got here-
Far and wide I've roamed;
Chasing all the demons,
that I found within this world.
They led me across the water,
to a navy town and a sweet girl.
But I've grown old a bitter, now.
That girl she changed my world.
I'm going back home- Where the city lights glow.
I'm pulling out my teeth now.
I'm scratching at my head.
Girl you know that I remember (now)-
Well every word that you've said.
I traveled for independence-
Though I wound up in your bed.
I've barely breached the surface (now)-
But it's filling me up with dread.
I'm going back home- Where the city lights glow.
I moved there on April Fool's Day-
Left on the fifth of May.
Three or four years- they have passed in between;
But it felt like one really long day.
I'm going back home - Where the city lights glow.
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Transient Vultures Seattle, Washington
We are a group of street musicians from all over the place that is always moving, growing and changing. Our lineup changes almost as often as the weather.
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