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Hatchet Game
04:56
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Fox is in the Hen-House
Lookin' for a Good-Time
Fox is in the Hen-House, Lookin' for a Good-Time, Headin' Out The Back-Yard!
Mama's in the Kitchen
Loadin' up a Shot-Gun
Mama's in the Kitchen, Loadin' up a Shot-Gun, Daddy Never Came Home!
(chorus)
There might be blood on your hands, Whenever there's meat on your plate, Exactly where we stand aint the easiest position to take!
Baby's on the Front-Porch
And he's lookin' To-Play
Baby's on the Front-Porch, And he's lookin' To-Play, Glass Is Out In The Yard!
Neighbor's at his Front-Door
And he's watchin' The-Scene
Neighbor's at his Front-Door, And he's watchin' The-Scene, Tears Well Up In His Eyes!
(repeat chorus)
Captain's in the Gully
Drinkin' up our Whiskey
Captain's in the Gully, Drinkin' up our Whiskey, Let's Have A Mutiny Now!
(repeat chorus)
it's a hatchet-game and no one wins, when the hatchet falls the blood will run down from your chin, you mama will loose her varied breath, when the family pet is all that's left what will you choose?
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2. |
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I was alive
when you stole my kidneys last night
and I had a life
even though it was far too short!
I asked you why
had no idea that the price was right
thank you for the note
even though you left me bleedin' in an ice cold tub!
I wanted to
cut out the middleman instead I go three
and the one
in the suit well it seems hes cuttin' on me
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3. |
Shaky Mike's Deposition
04:10
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You can be tried by 12 men
or carried by 4 more
you don't have to like it
but somethings you cant ignore
I don't wanna be a killer
I don't even like to fight
but that crazy woman came after me
holdin' up a butcher knife
(chorus)
I swear that I'm not guilty so please let me walk outta here today
I can still hear her screams
comin' up from down the well
she sent my blood a boilin'
so I sent her straight to hell
never thought that I'd be found out
especially for the lye
was I thinkin' out loud again
oh shit please tell me no, no.no!
It was a triumph of justice
self-defense decreed
I ask you not to forget now
that she's the one who tried to killl me
But, I abide by the teachings of Yoda
there aint no try there's only do
just so happened the force I was workin with
was a little lethal too
(chorus)
I won't 'ccept no blame now
you can walk it out to the street
she's the one who showed up to a pistol fight
brandishing some cutlery
You can be tried by 12 men
or carried by 4 more
If I hadn't killed her I'd of offed myself
either way I'm knockin' at Hell's door
(outro)
Well I gave her everything
and my heart she still denied
maybe I'll get lucky find my true love
in that prison cell tonight
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4. |
Inaudible Soldier
03:12
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Don't you play to hard.
It's burning into my soul
when you come around, when you come around.
And don't you play to long.
Like an inaudible soldier,
you pick your knees up high.
you keep your voice down low.
It's creeping in through my toenails
and it's moving up through my thighs.
I'm wrestling time 'till I'm sober.
I'm thinking, but not with my mind.
'Cause it's moving up through my shoulders
and it's bleeding out through my skin.
It's filling the air that I breathe, oh
Can't you feel it, can't you feel it?
Don't wanna lose control
'cause I'm dancing with fire.
It's burning in my hands,
I'm burning out of my mind.
Don't wanna shake this sickness.
Not while I'm following sirens.
They're calling out my name.
I think I'll take my chances.
It's creeping in through my toenails
and it's moving up through my thighs.
I'm wrestling time 'till I'm sober.
I'm thinking, but not with my mind, no.
Because it's moving up through my shoulders
and it's bleeding out through my skin.
It's filling the air that I breathe, oh
Can't you feel it, can't you feel it?
I've got a specter whispering in my ear
with the most beautiful grin.
He laughs 'cause he knows I'm taken.
He laughs 'cause he knows where I've been, lord.
Now I keep my head near the ground but
my face turned to the sky.
It's filling the air that I breathe, oh
can't you feel it, can't you feel it?
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5. |
Celine's Waltz #32
06:00
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They call me Celine
the bearded woman
Children they fear me
their dads look away
I spent 24
on a sideshow lot
scaring the kids
when they'd come to play
I've never been one to care what they think
when they scoff stare and call me a freak
I'm Celine the Bearded Woman
I buried my dad cause
he gave me these genes
I wish I'd never
met him
I'd love to show you
my inner beauty
Its a pain in the ass
to shave him
these long flowing locks, that grow from my chin
the faded blue tattoos I got in the pen
I'm Celine the Bearded Woman
Won't you give me a chance
to bear five bearded children
Ive always had dreams of romance
but these facial hairs have killed them
I wanna be your lady in red
the pedals on your wedding bed
but I'm Celine the Bearded Woman!
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