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Hey baby, who's dat ghost?
Who's dat noble TV host?
Hey man, I'm doing swell
Hey baby, let's slide to hell
Three cheers for daily news
Two cheers for child abuse
Hallelujah! In your head!
For the Charlie Manson's band
Hey man, I'm doing swell
Hey baby, let's slide to hell
Well finders are creepers
Marauders day trippers
Newspapers bone grinder
Death surfing corpse slider
Hey man, head down the road
Ol' Crowley abbey road
Tarnations will recoil
Into this mortal coil
Three cheers for daily news
Two cheers for hanging noose
Hallelujah! In your head!
For the terror Neverland
Hey man, I'm doing swell, yeah
Hey baby, let's slide to hell with me
(From my cold dead hands)
Yeah!
Well finders are creepers
Marauders day trippers
Newspapers bone grinder
Death surfing corpse slider
Well finders are keepers
Marauders day trippers
Newspaper bone grinder
Death surfing corpse slider
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2. |
Neon Cross
03:14
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I'd thrown my whiskey bottle
Right into graveyard moss
And prayed to rusty angels
Under the neon cross
NEON... CROSS
As image of salvation
Roots deeper in my heart
I'm dying for your presence
On such a lonely night
NEON... CROSS
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Teeth
04:52
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If I could rip off your teeth
And hide it from greedy eyes
To satisfy my caprice
I'd keep that porcelain prize
Like if you were Berenice
I'd be Egæus for sure
If I could steal all your teeth
If I could sever your jaw
If I could rip off your jaw
This marble cradle of rave
Just like my love for Lenore
It would be my passion's grave
Like if you were Berenice
I'd be Egæus for sure
If I could steal all your teeth
If I could sever your jaw
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4. |
Weed Bar
03:42
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That was the night, the fateful night, we met at dusty weed bar
I've got the booze, you've got the news, we went a little too far
We've smoked a lot, give it a shot and maybe things wouldn't change
Or just rearrange, or just rearrange
I hope that smoke won't fade away
We'll meet at that bar everyday
Like joints our souls were burning bright
Please call me, love, let's share our light
Wao-o-o-oh
Cause of a heart attack
Wao-o-o-oh
Clear sky is turning black
Wao-o-o-oh
Your kiss comforts me now
Wao-o-o-oh
Bewitch my crazy love
We need this drug, it's in our blood, they can't fix us anymore
You take my hand, but in the end, oh baby I'm not so sure
Cannabis fume like your perfume I've got it into my lungs
But now I feel so undone, feel so undone
And now the good times fade away
We've met at that bar everyday
Like joints our souls were burnt badly
Please don't call me, please don't call me
Wao-o-o-oh
Cause of a heart attack
Wao-o-o-oh
Clear sky is turning black
Wao-o-o-oh
Your kiss comforts me now
Wao-o-o-oh
Bewitch my crazy love
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5. |
The Harvest
04:58
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High wheat on scythe parade
Pale moonlight masquerade
As grass twist in romance
Let's dance
This is the night the harvest begins
Hand in hand house to house
This welcome fields let us in
Step by step mouth to mouth
TONIGHT
THERE IS
NO WOE
Let's wear this gleam as veil
Until the scalding hail
Of morning ends our work
Galore
This is the night the harvest begins
Hand in hand house to house
This welcome fields let us in
Step by step mouth to mouth
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6. |
Hatesong
05:35
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This is the darkest hole to crawl
That's were I dwell now all alone
There's broken key inside a keyhole
And rusty shovel to dig deeper
Lights out! I'm losing again.
Knives out! More hatred and pain.
I see your pictures on the walls
Here's memories the brightest gold
It's only me I can't forgive
I won't tell you - You won't believe
Lights out! I'm losing again.
Knives out! More hatred and pain.
This is the last hatesong
I swear again
Self-sentenced to move on
I'll rise. Amen.
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Soma
05:39
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You need me with my arts
I'll find you with my heart
WE ARE THE SUN
WE ARE THE BRAVE
TO SWAP OUR SIDES
SUNSET WE CRAVE
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Ranch Destroyer Minsk, Belarus
Sludge / Stoner band from Minsk, Belarus. Occult and fantasy motives with some social stuff.
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