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Bless her soul, she's coming from the rich side
With her secret saints and a pining for the cowboy
Hate alive in your high-class warfare
Ain't got no time for them punk-ass blue bloods
Tattooed and angry she caught the loving from the gypsy's eye
He said: "Oh the things I'd do just to be with you"
But her daddy wouldn't thing it's right
We going singin' on to Chaderrone
Sell me up the river now!
No heart lonely gonna cast the stone at all
Sell me up the river now!
You gonna lie on down with the poor boy
Cause he don't play the rich man game
He gonna be somebody
Sell me up the river now!
Say, speaking of the devil,
Man, he told come right here and put your hand on this book, boy
She ran away with the product to sell
So sell him now, sell him now
Let us get one thing straight, you ain't no native son
This is the way it was in the neighborhood back in 1961
We going singin' on to Chaderrone
Sell me up the river now!
No heart lonely gonna cast the stone at all
Sell me up the river now!
You gonna lie on down with the poor boy
Cause he don't play the rich man game
He gonna be somebody
Sell me up the river now!
He told her saying:
Hold On!, We gonna find ourselves a new life, baby
Hold On! Gonna wash these blues away
Hold On! Gonna dance on down to New Orleans,
Where the ramblin' go to soothe they soul
Tell your congregation they can float away"
We going singin' on to Chaderrone
Sell me up the river now!
No heart lonely gonna cast the stone at all
Sell me up the river now!
You gonna lie on down with the poor boy
Cause he don't play the rich man game
He gonna be somebody
Sell me up the river now!
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"Shut up, Retrial!"-said the senator man
"We want the whole world watching us burn it down
You want a scandal, here's our list of demands
Fall on your knees, boy, you're walking our holy ground"
Say it again, why don't you scream it loud
You got that something but it's nothing to them
So shout around
Fire, fire inside your head
Go tell the man decide
Are you a fighter, killer?
Murder, your revolution is dead
Get behind and define
What kinda love are you on
"Give up your secrets, take your place on the stand
We'll have you begging for the mercy tonight
Break out the scalpels, make sure to sharpen their necks"
Bodies dangling from the gallows tonight
Say it again, why don't you scream it loud
You got that something but it's nothing, nothing to shout about
Fire, fire inside your head
Go tell the man decide
Are you a fighter, killer?
Murder, your revolution is dead
Get behind and define
What kinda love are you on
Dance with the devil
Wash your hands clean
We'll give you 350 million reasons to scream
Fire, fire inside your head
Go tell the man decide
Are you a fighter, killer?
Murder, your revolution is dead
Get behind and define
What kinda love are you on
Karma! Killer! Savior! Sinner!
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The Artist
06:16
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Run, run from the syndicate
For the syndicate gonna hunt you down
Shine on, and pour me some venom in
Cause the whiskey never let me down
Father, raised him a gentleman
But a gentleman I sure as hell didn't turn out
And the stories that they'd tell
When all along it was me and you
And the violence that they'd sell
Paint me as a villain
With a bloodlust and a gun in my hand
If I had the heart
To give name for the faceless
Would you cover me?
I'd give you all of my soul
Ever so dangerous
Would you sing to me
When they throw me in the ground?
Shocker,
They're calling it the crime of the century
Tied the man up my his toes and caste him out
Lover, please won't you cry another tear for me
Cause your weeping song made the sweetest sound
Monster, they're ain't no place in the world for one, not a one
Am I or am I not even a human after all
Here's the last request that I'll yell
Please let me die here right next to you
When they come to bury me now
Paint a target on my blue eyes
Pull the trigger man,
And watch me disappear
If I had the heart
To give name for the faceless
Would you cover me?
I'd give you all of my soul
Ever so dangerous
Would you sing to me
When they throw me in the ground?
And I'd kill all my vices if I knew I could
Give a brand new existence
To the childhood born in the blood
I'd move heaven and earth if I knew it'd do a bit of good
We'll never know, know, know
Mother, please say a prayer for me
Cause I'll meet you on the other side
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Pariahs
03:35
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Tell me about the righteousless
And the fire on the hill
But a thousand lies from the preacher man
Won't help the sinners heal
Show us to operate
Where the tendencies fall
Watch us beg and bleed for the absolution
Genesis's call
Greetings from the orphan child
The pariahs and the queen
We've got ten teeth drawn in the angel wall
And we sacrificed our dreams
Sell it to the blind man down
While the prophets shout thy name
Keep us force fed, waiting til our numbers called
No one ever knew our names
Hey now honey
What you gonna do when the war breaks loose?
Hey now Sunday
What are you gonna find when it's over you?
You can't defeat it
All of us are dead and gone
Hey now honey
What you gonna do when the war breaks loosely?
Father, it's your bastard son
Do you swear to love me still?
Second decade died, but we're naked inside
From your revelry yield
Would you take us all to heaven, lord
if we swear that we'll behave?
We got broken down living in a lonely world
They saying: boy, you better pray
Boy, you better pray
Hey now honey
What you gonna do when the war breaks loose?
Hey now Sunday
What are you gonna find when it's over you?
You can't defeat it
All of us are dead and gone
Hey now honey
What you gonna do when the war breaks loosely?
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Wicked Tongues San Diego, California
Blaring tube driven, blues-based guitar riffs, gritty bass lines, and soaring vocals, Wicked Tongues evokes a raw and unadulterated classic rock sound dripping in honesty, soul, and swagger. The band follows a stripped down and unplugged approach to songwriting that pays homage to the past legends of rock n' roll. ... more
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