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The Oil Baron
05:33
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This town is tapped
Tear it down, boys
The West is won
Pour another round, boys
And keep your eye to the ground, boy
The Barons are back, JACK
Back in town, boy
And mind your manners when I come around
And turn the picture of your daughter down
You feel the rumble, the rattle and shake
When I make my awful sound
Keep an ear to the ground
The Earth bleeds from an old vein
I got my finger on the pulse
There's no beauty like a black stain
The land is lousy with the stuff
I bleed her with my sick machine
I'll bleed a bitch dry
Black metal with a purple sheen
Make your mamma cry
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2. |
Drill
03:25
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Stone drunk as a skunk on the beach
Trippin over dead seagulls
This is mine, draw a line in the sand
My kinda crime is LEGAL
Sobered up, now I'm squishin the fishes
Their dying sound sounds funny
They're coming back as dollars and cents
They're coming back as MONEY
DRILL DRILL
DRILL DRILL
DRILL DRILL
DRILL DRILL
More oil, more fire, more fuel
Grease the wheel when it's squeakin
I'm the man that keeps it spinning around
And cuts loose on the weekend
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3. |
Snake Oil
04:16
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Well a man may ail
But no man's alone
I pedal miracle wares
Make myself at home
I ride 89 horses
Ride 'em to your door
Young man got a snake in his boot
But he ain't feelin fear no more
Friends, they call me The Doctor
Real friends call me Lou
But most folk they just call me The Doctor
And I'm the doctor for you
Got potions, got elixirs
Oh just a drop'll do the job
By the time I'm done tellin' what I'm sellin'
You'll be buyin' all the sellin' I got (what)
What's in my bag in the back of my wagon
This cure from the desert my ponies are draggin'
You're life's in the dirt and your energy's laggin'
Behold what I have in the palm of my hand
Vital for vigor, better than liquor
Does all that booze can, but safer and quicker
Feeling like shit? I'll cure you of it
BABY I GOT WHAT YOU NEED
Got all the medicine, buy one and tell a friend
You can feel well again, don't be so reticent
Take one of these, put you at ease
Give you relief, good for your teeth
A swig of my juice, you're suddenly loose
If you've got a bellyache, I'm here to medicate
Friends, they call me The Doctor
Real friends call me Louis
But most folk they just call me The Doctor
And I'm the doctor for you, miss
It's time to hit that ol' dusty trail
Hope you're not too attached
If you're still feeling down, next time I come around
I'll hook you up with a fresh batch (yas)
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4. |
California City
04:39
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Alright and a good goddamn
Are you sick of this, well you know I am
Got no t-t-time to waste
You and I don't need more than just a few lanes
Pack a bag, baby, it ain't far
Pick a few tunes and gas up the car
Got a car wash and some new breaks
Headed out to the new LA
Drivin' out to California City
Tryin' to find some goddamn peace and quiet,
Shit I had enough
When the neon noise is upon ya
And the good ole boys disown ya
California City, California
I don't know, but I been told
Rich man sounded good on the phone
Said come on, son, hit the road
Don't stop 'til you get where you're goin'
Drivin' out to California City
Tryin' to find some goddamn peace and quiet,
Shit I had enough
When the neon noise is upon ya
And the good ole boys disown ya
California City, California
Wherever you go, there you are
Near or far
Wherever you go, there you are
An old man in a beat up car
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5. |
Fuck The Sun
05:34
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We got hot ash and fire
Dust, dirt, and smoke
Can't dance for rain
When the air makes you choke
I'm runnin hot, I'm feelin dry
Give me a goddamn drink before I die
Midday sun beating down on me, but
Fuck the sun, let the night set you free
People taunt me
They spit on my boots
Ghost haunt me
Down to the roots
Yeah, laugh it up, call me a liar
You dry brittle brush, you're just fuel for the fire
Evening sun is quite a sight to see, but
Fuck the sun, I like my privacy
At last the darkness
I cast for a spell
Blood red skies
And the toll of a bell
Well, you know by now, the moon's my friend
Now down on your knees, watch my magic unbend
Sun's dead in the ground, they sing the eulogy, but
Fuck the sun, 'cause the sun don't shine on me
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6. |
Don't Touch Me
05:06
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I'm no fun, talking dumb
Got a head full of rum
I'm a lushy bitch
Don't touch me
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7. |
Hot Cake
04:05
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Met a girl with the finest box
Hot Cake is on fire
In my bedroom like Goldilocks
Hot Cake is on fire
Like Audrey up on the wall
Bitch make me perspire
Got hot sugar withdrawl
Hot Cake is on fire
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8. |
VITCH
05:58
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Old Farmer Fran went mad again
Said she took his baby!
Saw her dancing last night in the full moon light
God deliver me, God save me
Ms. Henry Lee had some words for me
Said if you see that black cat, run
That's how she turns the screw, does the business on you
Stay outta the woods, son!
V-V-V-VITCH
V-VITCH
In my dreams she spoke to me
You will drink the blood of the Earth
Your greed is strong and your dick is long
I can increase your worth
Well, I never cared for a wife or this shit-kicker life
So I drank her unholy wine
She witched me good, like she said she would
Ooh black magic sure feels fine
Oh God help me!
God forgive me!
Oh God forgive me
I'm down on my knees
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King Vulture
05:34
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The birds are in the tree
The big one in the backyard
A black committee
You better let in the dog
The tree is dead, son
Sorry daddy didn't water
But it's only King Vulture
Dropping from out the sky
King Vulture
Come to watch you die
Oh yeah, these are the facts
You let your lawn go brown
The fence is decrepit, falling down
Decaying on the ground
The volt had hit the air
You weren't there
The house in disrepair
You didn't care
King Vulture
Dropping from out the sky
King Vulture
Come to watch you die
Now the time is ripe
They're falling to the ground
When they wake, they'll eat what they came to find
The garbage of your soul
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10. |
Suicide Machine
07:33
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Is that all? Everything?
Our gal Peggy put it best when she sang,
"Is that all there is?"
They're the same, all the same
You can deny it if you want to
But I know you know it's true,
They're all the same
There's a call from the dark
You can hear it when you're
Sick with your thoughts
It's the void, it's sleep
It says come home, son
There's no room for you here no more
The Earth is choked with fools
That's enough, isn't it?
I say we all agree to call it quits
Watch the mother burn, watch it now
Let it all rain down fire
How's a man supposed to act?
Walking worthless in a global suicide pact
Look down further deep,
To the river from the bridge
From the rim to the bottom of the glass
There's quiet in the darkness, can't you see?
There's rest, finally there's sleep
It says come on down
There's a time and a place to get low
Let the shit show go
Alright now, row
Well everything's fucked, dude!
Misery is the river of the world
Yeah everything's fucked, man
We're low as anyone can go
Everybody row!
When you find yourself dripping in oil
From the working cogs above
That's when you know it's the end, my friend
That's the end of love
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