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Life in Vain
05:29
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Uncle Jason, the tractor is broken
How we ever gonna plow the land?
Another year spent here in vain
Another life lived out in vain
Oh my father, the crops are now failing
Go outside and pray for rain
Another year spent here in vain
Another life lived out in vain
Everything seems much brighter
On the other side, of all this, near the great divide
Where the Lord hears our prayers
And He sees to our needs
And He listens… when we plead
Where you can live out your dreams
Where the grass is really green
And you can take time, to breathe
If you need…
Listen mother, your son is not here now
Off to war in a foreign land
Another life was taken in vain
Another year lived out in vain
Oh my sister, go off now to marry
The first rich man that you meet on the train
Avoid the life we live here in vain
Move away from all of this pain
Another year, spent here in vain
Another life, lived out in vain. . .
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2. |
Roulette Wheel
03:25
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You’ve got you, and I’ve got me
We’re taking chances like we’ve never seen the Wheel of Fate
Spinning around
Spin the barrel like a roulette wheel
The chamber’s full, do oyu feel anything
Anymore?
It’s like we’re driving in a dead-end race
I’m out of gas and you’re out of place
And my engine’s on fire
You got the fast car, and I got the truck
And you leave me back here with all your bad luck
Like you always did
All along, and all alone…
Put an arrow in between my eyes
The apple’s there, but a little bit higher, don’t you know
You’ve done me wrong
We’re falling down, together we’re bleeding
Bucketfulls of thoughts misleading, it’s probably too late
To pour them out
. . .
You go your way and I’ll go mine
And so we’ll live to ‘til the end of time
And we know we’re wrong
All along, all alone
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3. |
Coroner's Yard
02:53
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There’s laws
In this land
Carry the scepter, in your left hand, yeah
Never cared
Or forgave
Drove you down, to an early grave, yeah
Siren
Red lights
Wasn’t much in her, eyes tonight
Lived fast
Died hard
Take an order, from the coroner’s yard
Gun metal
Blue lips
Suffocate, on a pleasure trip, yeah
Lived fast
Died hard
Going down, to the coroner’s yard
Going down, to the coroner’s yard
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4. |
That Old Death Song
04:30
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5. |
Yer So Bad
02:26
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6. |
Different Stroke
04:07
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7. |
Down Here
04:49
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One man keeps working, to keep up his faith
Why am I so angry, and why do I hate?
If that man gets in, surely I’ll be left out
Down here with all the people, who couldn’t figure things out
And God and Jesus are watching me
Sin, again and again
And bad things, they keep on happening
To me, again and again
And I know I’ll never join them
In the kingdom waiting up there
As long as I keep on fucking up...
Down here
I’m too dang human, to do all this right
And I must be too blind, to see the light
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Somehow Forever
06:14
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There’s a bitter moon watching over the night
It seems pretty quiet, ‘til you wake up and hear the lights
And the sun’s still exploding as it settles down in the West
But I really wonder if it’ll come around again
And I’m still worried how everything will end
Somehow forever just doesn’t fit in
There’s an airplane crashing in my yard
And I’m looking over all the people who are running around
And a black-eyed Susan is pushing up mud
And he’s got a gun, and I’m spitting up blood
And I’m still worried how everything will end
Somehow forever just doesn’t fit in
And I’m wondering why I’m the only one
Somehow forever never comes (it never comes…)
No one really wants to hear these words
But I don’t wanna sit back and let it all burn
And the sun’s still exploding as it settles down in the West
Fuck this shit! I gotta get it out of my head!
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How much did you love?
Can you think back to it now?
And if someone had prayed would that take it all away somehow?
Those backwater pranks
Don’t always seem to work out right
And those backwoods friends never seem to bring the truth to light
Oh, I’ve got something I’m dying to say
Yeah, I’ve got something I’m dying to say
There’s a bucket of shame
And it’s best spread around us real thin
And when they catch it on film they better burn that reel up again
You thought they were lies
You thought they were lying to you
But your lover wouldn’t run, your lover wouldn’t run away from you
It’s a slowburn sundown, a Super 8 meltdown…
When a hot box memory makes your eyes turn green
And I can’t say what I’m trying to say to you right now
But I’ve got something I’m dying to say to you right now
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Shot to Hell La Crosse, Wisconsin
Using comparisons to describe Shot To Hell is relatively useless. These hard-hitting cow-punkers from La Crosse, WI cover more ground than a stampeding herd of pissed-off buffalo...With one foot firmly planted in today's indie-garage rock and one firmly planted in yesterday's country horse-apple, Shot To Hell makes the combination of country sensibility and punk ethos work better than most. ... more
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