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Down By the Riverbed
05:41
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He's down by the riverbed, the riverbed alone
He's down by the riverbed, the riverbed alone
With his hands to the moon he says his final prayer
He's down by the riverbed, the riverbed alone
He calls to the Gods, but the Gods do not reply
He calls to the Gods, but the Gods do not reply
With his hands to the stars, he takes his final breath
He drowns in a riverbed, a riverbed alone
He drowns, alone
He dies, alone
He's down by the riverbed, the riverbed alone
He dies by the riverbed, the riverbed alone
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Garden of Red
05:08
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I've been awake for awhile with a pounding in my head
I've been awake for a while with a pounding in my head
I've been awake for awhile, ain't gotten no rest
Cold, dead, tired in a field with the sun overhead
Moonlight in my eyes growing farther away
Moonrise in the sky come and take me away
In the gardens where I roam, you stay far away
In the gardens where I roam, you stay far away
I'm guna be ok
I'm guna be ok
In the garden where I roam
I walk alone, I walk alone
Im guna be ok
Im guna be ok
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3. |
Kill Em All
06:12
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Calling off the search or a stranded son
Leave him there to die amongst the other boys
Let his mother know, let his father know
That their first born child is dead and gone
We're gona kill them all
We're gona kill them all
Start a war for god, kill the young for god
Kill them all for god, in the name of god
Let the children pay, let the women stay
All the men spill blood for religions cause
We're gona kill them all
Break the ground for oil while the bodies spoil
On the land, in the heat of our brothers suns
Tear them down for men, Take their final breath
In the head from a man with a higher gun
We're gona kill them all
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A Horn Amongst Flowers
08:19
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You sold your son for whiskey and gates of gold
You shot your love with needles and ran away
So bless your soul, and bless your ways
I bid you farewell on this trail to your hell
That you journey to face
Oh my lord
Where is my pride?
Where is my faith?
Where is my love?
So you take all she made from the world
To your eyes, to your eyes
Give me your soul and take what you got from this
Then throw yourself down the road
Oh my lord
Where is my pride?
Where is my faith?
Where is my love?
Hey, I've got your name at the top of my list
Oh hey I've got your name on the top of my list
Fucked up from the way that it used to be
Hey, I've got your name on the top of my list
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Poor Man
06:36
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Wicked Ways
06:40
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Wicked ways, holding down your leg
Like like a nervous sweat on a man who knows he's dead
Break your wake, from the life you live
There's a dead man walking in your place
Oh, now you're gone
You're gone to a place where you know you'll fit right in
You're gone to a place where you know you'll fit right in
Write your will on a pad with a pen
That you got in the pants from your new friend
Send your love to the wife you left
For the child she raised with her bare hand
Oh, now you're gone
You're gone to a place where you know you'll fit right in
You're gone to a place where you know you'll fit right in
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7. |
Where Witches Roam
04:49
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In the meadow on a warm night where witches roam
We pretend that we're lost, but indeed we are home
Just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more we call
Just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more we call
Sun will make a man cold, rain will make a man warm
Dirt will make a man clean, blood will make a man strong
Just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more we call
Just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more we call
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God Damn God
05:24
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Hey, god don't take my woman
Well I've tasted gold and I've tasted mud
And I know my love tastes good
She's gona run her fingers down the back
Of imaginary men-Oh well
Oh my God Damn
Oh my God Damn
Baby, I ain't, no lord, I ain't got time to waste on fate
The women sell their soul, sell it for dirt
Looking for a second chance
I ain't, no lord I ain't got time to waste on that
Oh my God Damn
Oh my God Damn
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