1. |
Banditoland
04:45
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Stranded in this ghost town
Can't afford a shave
Man done took my whiskey so I showed him to his grave
Map was in his pocket
Ripped it from my kill
"X" is where banditos guard a fortune in the hills.
An outlaw riding through the Rio Grande
A hunted hand
They mean to hang me cuz I shot that man
Durango Dan
Banditoland
We rode rode rode where once mighty rivers flowed
Till we came upon that mighty, holy glow
Gold gold gold is the master of our souls
And we'll chip and sift until we're stiff and cold
And did the Gringo with his pick and pan
Defile the land?
A horse and rifle and a half ass plan
To kill that clan
Banditoland
Down down down to some varmint ridden town
Where we got real drunk, played cards and kicked around
Spent it damn near all on the girls who came to call
Now the Sheriff's got our balls against the wall
We came out blastin at that caravan
To Hell we ran
Left us for dyin' in the blood soaked sand
With guns in hand
Our final stand
This lawless band
From Texas and...
Banditoland
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2. |
In On It
03:11
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they told me that Lee Oswald murdered Kennedy
and in turn he was killed by Jack Ruby
cancer killed Ruby 'fore his penalty
but if you ask me it's all a conspiracy
I think the Bush's and the Kray's in connection with the Grey's
were working for the shadow men to turn us all into prey
it's a complicated tale tied to a stranger past
and like every good tail it comes right out of your ass
call me crazy but it's all true, so I won't listen you
everyone's in on it and I don't know what to do
maybe you're in on it too
Tricky Dicky hired a couple thugs one day
to figure out what everyone was going to say
Gerald let him go for democracy
but the whole damn thing seems fishy to me
I think the Masons and the Klan had a dark secret plan
to see if any Democrats were Annunaki fans
it's all in the scrolls and it's an epic tale
that wags back and forth to tell us how we all fail
call me crazy but it's all true, so I won't listen you
everyone's in on it and I don't know what to do
maybe you're in on it too
they're telling me in 2012
that I might as well kill myself
they're telling me it all falls down
when the Lizard Men come to town
but I just don't know.
will they really milk fear from my soul?
I just can't tell
will they really harvest us all?
and take our race to Nibiru?
I don't feel like hearing about it
if you're right, what difference does it make?
I don't feel like fearing the future
even though, either way, it's the smartest thing to do
call me crazy but it's all true, so I won't listen you
everyone's in on it and I don't know what to do
maybe you're in on it too
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3. |
Much Too Much
04:22
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and as I waste away
just waiting for another day to come
and shine the light into my eyes
and burn away the ties
that bind us to the past
while the future comes to fast
and I'm not gonna last
but could we get away and make a great escape
to the place, without leaving a trace
of the time that we spent and the space that we bent
spinning all the while
now I'm dizzy and I'm feeling like I've
had a bit too much
to drink
had too much to drink I think
and as I am waiting here
just wasting all my time and hate and fear
on things that only disappear
when I come near
and then I hear it on the wind
it splits me like a grin
and leaves me to the breeze
and if we leave It all
and let it fade away into the night
use it as a guiding light
until the fresh day arrives
you we know that we'll survive
yes we'll be all right
now I'm dizzy and I'm feeling like I've
had a bit too much
to drink
I've had too much to drink I think
and in another time
we'll wait in line
to be told that we're fine
and that a sign should shine right through theee shattered windows
leading to a scattered past that lies like broken glass
blanketing the streets
and there's no time to waste we need to take the
chance of our lives because now it's do or die
but victory is ours I can taste it from afar
carried by the breeze
and if I'm sober when its over wont you come
and give me something strong
that wont take long
is that so wrong
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4. |
The Ballad
03:34
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poor man, don't you feel a little betrayed
by the confidence game your peers and your anchors played?
rich man, don't you feel a little ashamed?
the insulation you made was built on the corpse of the brave.
poor man, while you drink from the pouring rain
do you feel like you never even had a chance to get ahead with something saved?
rich man, did you wager on the failure of commerce for a little more gain
you could even buy your way out of blame
is it worth your head
when the unfed wanna be fed?
asleep in you bed
something ugly is stirring and we're all unsure
but there aint no way to get your soul insured
and remember that one day the mighty fuhrer
couldn't scare his victims away
poor man, don't you think about a change?
not on button or a garnish to hope, but an action with results?
rich man, aren't you just a little afraid
of your abstract overhead becoming too much to pay?
poor man, you're used, abused, battered and broken
they're out of ideas
they're just pouring blood onto your bleeding body
rich man, your philosophy is getting redundant
right or wrong, revolutions taste sweetest to the weakest
are you truly prepared?
even the slightest bit scared
for the march of the mad?
have I lost my mind, or is the future defined?
is it what can't be, or is your thinking behind?
remember that one day Caesar inquired
to his friend "Et tu, Brute?"
to every act there's consequence
you think you got the better sense
but every age has tiny men beating on the castle wall
all empires are sure to fall
you don't need to hear the call
they'll let you know when it's time to cull
one way or another, man
it may not be in your plans
a way is found to rise above
the muck of avarice and shove
our way into a better day
so we can change the name and do it all again
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5. |
Mr. Prezident
04:09
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well...
did it go too far
did it go too fast
running outta money and running outta gas
oh my! please mr president, tell me that it's all a lie
bought a house that i could not afford
the bank foreclosed now i'm living in my Ford
oh my! please mr president, tell me that it's all a lie
my blood pressure's up and I'm feeling run down
i buy new clothes at the lost and found
oh my! please mr president, tell me that it's all a lie
the builder, broker, banker and Blackwater in Iraq
they all stole our money and they won't give it back
oh my! please mr president, tell me that it's all a lie
you say we're ok, recovery's not far
while i'm eating beans and you're still doing caviar
oh my! please mr president, tell me that it's all a lie
you got the G20, you got the G8
a billion dollars later can you spell "police state"?
oh my! please mr president, tell me that it's all a lie
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6. |
Running In The Dark
05:50
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there's always more to do, the question is "by who?"
despite what I said, what i really meant
is that it's clearly up to you
do you have it all planned out boy? you're running out of time
do you have it all planned out boy? you're running out of time
there's always more to say, but shut up anyways
you walk the walk and talk the talk,
but you've still got dues to pay
you've still got dues there boy, but you've still got time
you've still got dues there boy, but you've still got time
it's like running in the dark
guided by one lonely spark
it's like burning in the rain
you always have to light yourself again
there's a thousand wasted night, and a million faded lights
and you could be the next to fail
if you don't play your cards right
you've got one good hand boy, it's time to place your bet
you've got one fast hand boy, it's time to place your bet
everything's at stake, so don't make a mistake
keep it tight and play it right
you know it's all a piece of cake
but are you hungry boy? it's time to get your fill
but are you hungry boy? it's time to get your fill
it's like running in the dark
guided by one lonely spark
it's like burning in the rain
you always have to light yourself again
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7. |
Without Prejudice
04:39
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wthout prejudice you're chosen to turn around and walk away
and without prejudice forsaken are you
so stop your prayers today
and with these bitter times your enemies, they say,
are everyone you meet
look for me standing there and brand me enemy
or come and talk to me
I've got a better seat
take your time to choose a proper martyr
sister or brother
father or mother
loss will make it better
invest in time and money
let the ghost of old John Henry rot away
and push the present labour to the point
of giving to the new machines
I hate the world you see
and without prejudice they want your perfect faces
sweating 'till they bleed
and as you bleed to death you'd better clean the mess
or they'll get rid of you
it's their right to do
take your time to choose a proper martyr
sister or brother
father or mother
loss will make it better
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8. |
Mystery Train
03:04
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train I ride, 16 coaches long
train I ride, 16 coaches long
well that long black train took my baby and gone
train, train, comin round, round the bend
train, train, comin round, round the bend
well it took my baby but it never will again
train, train, coming down the line
train, train, coming down the line
well it bringin back my baby cuz she's mine all mine
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9. |
Man On A Nun
03:49
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well Johnny C was a busy bee
he worked 12 a day for almost free
only one man in a ten man family
who could hold down a job for more than a day
never could get enough to pay
so his little brother Timmy played the lottery
he pick 5 for his mother
57 for the Chevey
12 for his daddy and 11 for the baby
he picked 69 for Amy Lou across the road
and the numbers rang true for little Timmy
hands held out crying "Gimme Gimme!"
when it was time for Johnny C there was an empty hand
like a hand on a gun, with no bullets to lean on
like a man on a nun, he got shafted for gettin' some
well little Annie-Marie was a'workin' on a baby
when her man Billy R wasn't baking in the oven
so she went into a bar in the middle of a Sunday afternoon
she left at 11 in the middle of the night
after whiskey and the ale finished working on her sight
then, at 1 in the morning, there was a baby baked
well 9 months later Annie-Marie was a mother
and Bobby R was a proud Texan farmer
but something 'bout the baby didn't settle within.
well Bobby R was a good ol' boy
with a pickup in the car-hole and an 80 IQ
couldn't understand why the baby was Japanese
like a hand on a gun, with no bullets to lean on
like a man on a nun, he got shafted for getting' some
well preacher Terry Joseph had a vocalizing power
turn you heathen into healed by the bottom of the hour
promised all the carnal pleasures to the wind
'till one day he was honking on the organ
when sister Ellen-Mary came a hooting' and a hollering'
seemed the music preacher had touched her soul
and she said
"Preacher, Oh Preacher!
When you're done with that,
won't you show me your other organ?"
the preacher said "Hail Mary!" and he loosened up his collar
ten minutes later, they were rolling in the aisles
when sister Abitha burst in and gasped at the sight
of a man on a nun
hell reborn in the heart of God
he was the man on a nun
he dropped the lord to get him some
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10. |
Spider
04:28
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wish i was a spider
i'd sit down beside ya
bite you where you're whiter
then i'd bite you higher
you'd scream like 10 babies, with shit on their tongues
thinkin you got rabies, you're a twit on the run
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11. |
Long and Hard
02:57
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when ya think about me think long and hard
but just don't ya bend over when ya garden in the yard
when ya talk about me talk soft and sweet
but don't ya lose that beat when yer wiggling yer seat
when ya think about me think long and hard
but don't give out my PIN number when ya use my bank card
when ya dream about me dream nice and deep
but don't lose count of my sheep cause sheep ain't cheap
when ya think about me think long and hard
just a keep me in yer favorites on yer little IPOD
when ya think about me think long and hard
but my landlord's a Mormon so don't scream "Oh, my god!"
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12. |
Fly Away
04:25
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one bright morning, when this life is o'er
I'll fly away,
to that home on God's celestial shore
I'll fly away.
I'll fly away (O glory)
I'll fly away (in the morning)
when I die, Hallelujah bye and bye, I'll fly away
when the shadows of this life have gone, I'll fly away
like a bird from prison bars has flown, I'll fly away
oh how glad and happy when we meet, I'll fly away
no more cold darn shackles on my feet, I'll fly away
just a few more weary days and then, I'll fly away
to a land where joys shall never end , I'll fly away
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13. |
Dark Ride
08:27
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it's a hard ride from here to the Rio Grande
with the sheriff and a posse on your trail
they want to take back their money
lock us up and throw away the key
ride ride ride for the border
run run runnin' from the law
see that could of dust a' common'
just stay alive 'til we reach Mexico
told my Pa that I would be a rich man
but working' hard 'aint the only way
Lord, how I wish I listened to my Mamma
Lord, how my Momma used to pray
ride ride ride for the border
run run runnin' from the law
see that could of dust a' common'
just stay alive 'til we reach Mexico
if they catch us this side of the border
that Sheriff and his posse ain't gonna let us go
keep on ridden' man, keep on running'
we'll drink that toast when we're in Mexico
ride ride ride for the border
run run runnin' from the law
see that could of dust a' comin'
just stay alive 'til we reach Mexico
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