1. |
In The Dead Of Life
04:05
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I was a child in a later day.
I had my play dough and colored clay.
And as they danced on Plato's cave.
I made my saints out of refugees.
Now we're on our way back home.
Feet swollen in shoos in aches the bone.
Thank Adam for the rib he gave our own.
On the Eave of the dawn all the knowledge shown.
In the dead of life, in the dead of life.
I'll meet you all after the fall or the rise again.
Or the rise again, or the rise again.
I'll have an ounce of ganja please.
He sold me a bag of sticks and leaves.
And as my ends they met my needs.
I made the neighborhood brownies.
So eat up to your hearts delight.
Give thanks for the darkest depths of night.
Without it I may never see the light.
I'll meet you all in the dead of life.
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2. |
Black Sheep
03:44
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Through this world I have rambled
Through this world I have roamed
I've seen a layer and banker
Drive a family from its only home
So bye, bye, bye, bye, bye black sheep
Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye baby
Whatever will be just will be
But I got to be moving on
Through this world I have rambled
Through this world I have roamed
From the Hollywood mansions
To the coal miner's lonesome home
But you cant reap a harvest
If you don't plant a seed.
That's why your boots talk to side walk
Like the wind talks to lonesome trees
So bye, bye, bye, bye, bye black sheep
Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye baby
Whatever will be just will be
But I got to be moving on
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3. |
Sea Dog Men
04:16
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To all you sea dog men with your hand on your way
And all you Christians bless the spear tips of the wailers
To keep oil lamps lit and constantly a burning
In the darkest rooms yes in the darkest tavern
I met a lord of men who sat atop his hands
And he would speak to me
Though I couldn't understand him
Except for one thing because he said it all that mattered
He said, "make beleave"
I don't know why but I believed him.
Now I'm
Head, head over heals
I'm back from the gallows and now
I'm head, head over heals
It's an exodus of Babylon town
I'm head, head over heals
You know I fell from the nearest rain cloud
But your not going to fall for that one
Are you darling with your manners that you fallow
Like an angel falls with wings between its legs
So does the snow flake fall to become icing on the cake
But now you know
To every youth in every crowd
You know that your the truth
But the old ones they've all known your doubts
Now I'm
Head, head over heals
I'm back from the gallows and now
I'm head, head over heals
You know I hail (hale) from Jerusalem town
I'm head, head over heals
You know I fell from the nearest rain cloud
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4. |
Miss Monsoon
04:22
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Hay little darling well your something quite special
You burst like the bubbles in sparkling cider
While all of them people are all in their boxes to
Square up their questions and count out their losses
Good day to you Miss. Monsoon
So good to see you
To see you back and bleeding
Did you not witness were not the vicious ones
It was just carelessness how it displaced my love
And did you not cower in the final hours of
It was just carelessness how it displaced my love
Hello Mr. with your face of September hello again
And all them flowers kissed her
As all them bees went bumbling
Good day to you Miss. Monsoon
So good to see you
To see you back and bleeding
Did you not witness were not the vicious ones
It was just carelessness how it displaced my love
And did you not cower in the final hours of
It was just carelessness how it displaced my love
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5. |
Evil Girl
04:52
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Your Evil Girl!
Your wicked bad!
You Know How You Do!
Keep your heart in mine
Keep it all the time
Bright city lights can not shine
Quite as bright as you do
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6. |
Evil Girl "Live"
04:33
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Your Evil Girl!
Your wicked bad!
You Know How You Do!
Keep your heart in mine
Keep it all the time
Bright city lights can not shine
Quite as bright as you do
credits
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