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Death Steers the Train
03:16
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All aboard. All aboard! All aboard!!!
One, Two, ONE TWO THREE FOUR!
Thousand tons ride down the rails
he is waiting for these monsters to fail!
*We do not fear for man’s failing brain
we trust in the rails but death steers the train
we do not fear for man’s failing brain
we trust in the rails but death steers the train*
Million dollar rails run through L.A. County
but he collects, the souls as his bounty
*CHORUS*
Death steers the train!!!
Governor takes our tax dollars
trains scream and death hollers
*CHORUS*
We ride in fear for death steers the train
we ride in fear for death steers the train
we ride in fear for death steers the train
we ride in fear for death steers the train!!!
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3. |
Fuzz Box Blues
03:18
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Transistors crack and moan, hit the button and your ready to go
Fuzz box is in control, even better than cruise control
Transistors ready to blow, L.E.D. will let you know.
One chord and the record’s sold, even better than cruise control.
Transistors crack and moan, hit the button and you’re ready to go
Fuzz box is in control, even better than cruise control
Transistors ready to blow, L.E.D. will let you know.
One chord and the record’s sold, even better than cruise control.
Transistors start to glow; Transistors crack and moan
Transistors ready to blow! Even better than cruise control.
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4. |
The Devil's Les Paul
03:50
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Devil’s fingers tune the strings
for years and years your songs they’ll sing
breaks a bottle gives a slide
broken glass gives a hell of a ride
the wood under your fingers, burns, lingers
fires up in gain, amps burst into flames
the wood under your fingers, burns, lingers
fires up in gain, amps burst into flames
Sell your soul to play it hot
play the blues begin to rock
go to the studio light it up
ya got two years but that’s enough
the wood under your fingers, burns, lingers
fires up in gain, hands burst into flames
the wood under your fingers, burns, lingers
fires up in gain, hands burst into flames
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Easy Honey
05:03
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Easy honey, you know life’s so sunny,
Ya think your jokes are funny man, when you‘re easy money
Easy baby, ya know time is runnin’
Ah when ya get old baby, baby it’ll be easy honey
Easy honey, easy honey, easy honey,
easy honey, easy honey, easy honey
Break in the hive, take all the money
and let them know, who took their honey
Break in the hive, take all the money
and let them know, who took their honey
Freeze! Run!
Easy honey, you know life’s so sunny,
Ya think your jokes are funny man, when you‘re easy money
Easy baby, ya know time is runnin’
Ah when ya get old baby, baby it’ll be easy honey
Easy honey, easy honey, easy honey
Easy baby, time is runnin’
when you get old baby, baby it’ll be easy honey
Nowhere to go, nowhere to run
take ‘em out, get your gun
Nowhere to go, nowhere to run
take ‘em out, get your gun
Stop where you are!
Easy honey, you know life’s so sunny,
Ya think your jokes are funny man, when you‘re easy honey
Easy baby, ya know time is runnin’
Ah when ya get old baby, baby it’ll be easy honey
Ya man, easy honey, easy honey!
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Your heart is broke, this won’t fill in the cracks
she slipped away from you, there’s no coming back
your heart is broke, your blood turned black
her warmth is gone, this wont fill in the cracks
The whiskey runs, to numb the brain
but it can’t heal, only hides your pain
the whiskey runs, to hide your pain
but it can’t heal, only numbs your brain
Absinth in your blood, still see her drift away
your heart is rocked, you can't forget her grave
liquor in your blood, will put you in the grave
your heart is stopped, drift from the road way
your heart is stopped, drift away.
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Meg
02:39
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Pound on your drums, while your brother plays the blues
wear your white dress, but you forgot your shoes
Pound on your drums, painted like candy
Cave woman beats simply upped the anti
Love to play the songs, hate to play the show
Why did you go Meg? Where did you go?
Pound on your drums, like you try to win a fight
sing with your spirit, in the cold, cold night
Pound on your drums, barely say a word
leave it behind, never be heard
love to play the songs, hate to play the show
Where did you go Meg? Why did you go?
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Atomic Bomb
04:19
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Burning flash coming from the sky
reach in your head and it cooks your eyes
friends and family start to cry
makes you wish that you weren't alive
Flying molecules rot your bones
they've taken everything you've ever known
and as you lie by your burning home
it makes you wish that you were alone
Flower prints burned into her arm
everything’s gone no one is strong
what makes men do something so wrong
like drop the atomic bomb!!!
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Wake in the night, look from your bed
The great and powerful inch worm has come for your head
climbs in your ear and chews on your mind
a broken brain’s got nothing but time
takes the neurons as his reins
and with that, starts to drive you insane
your brain’s his home, he irons out the wrinkles
sweet little candies can make a body tingle
hundred year old demonic worm
pulls on the reins and your body starts to squirm
crawls under the skin, scratch to the bone
this cold white box will forever be your home
a thousand years in a silent dream
your mouth is closed but your body screams
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10. |
Hot Ham Water Blues
06:15
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Oh lordy, lordy lordy lou
oh man I got them hot ham water blues
oh lordy, lordy lordy lou
oh man I got them hot ham water blues, oh yeah
I'm so cold man, cold as cold can be
I haven't seen my baby since 1943
I been locked up since then man
but I seen her down at 23
Hot ham water blues!
I’m so lonely, low as low can be
I’m as low as the ocean goes and that's pretty deep
I’m so low man I'm down here with a whale
and the fishes…..
Hot water, hot ham water blues
I’m stuck here man with this jail yard junk
hot ham water blues
you know in the box man they ain’t got no good coffee
that hot ham water blues
that hot ham water blues oh yeah
hot ham water blues, hot ham water blues, hot ham water blues
oh lordy hot ham water man, oh lordy hot ham water blues
oh lordy Ryan hot ham water blues, oh lordy Satan hot ham water blues
hot ham water blues, hot ham water, hot ham water, hot ham water
can somebody please, get me a cup of good coffee
‘cause all they got here, is hot ham water blues
hot ham water blues, hot ham water blues, hot ham water blues, hot ham water blues
hot ham water, hot ham water
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