Clear the town of the Bad Guys
Someone will see you
Guess you are bored
There’s noone around you
Peace in the war
Lying beside you
Watching you breath
I try to remember
Just why you’re with me
Holding my hand
Over your mouth
Seeing your struggle
Feeling your distance
Now I’ll remember
You every day
Your cold image
In my head
The overland trucker
There’s a big black truck
Heading your way
With the power of 20 million horses
The 18 wheels are moving faster and faster
And the trucker’s got it in for you
He’s got a map and he knows your address
There’s just a matter of time before he comes
Driving in your quiet neighbourhood
Knocking every mailbox on his way
There’s a trucker on his way to you
He’s gonna run you over slowly
And then back up and do it over again
There’s a big black truck
Heading your way
With a crazy man inside
Sunglasses tossed to the side
He’s a madman
There’s a trucker on his way to you
He’s gonna run you over slowly
And then back up and do it over again
Ten kegs of whiskey
Take me to the water
Where my horse drowned when it rained
And the donkey that I rode back on was branded double J
And I came upon preacher Williams
Who told me of Jesse James
And the gunmen he had gathered to restore all his past fame
So I hid out in the brothel
On top of the saloon
And I stocked ten kegs of whiskey
And barricaded myself in the room
Like a werewolf fighting for the moon
The preacher came over
And knocked on my door
With news of Jesse James downstairs drinking with a whore
So I hid out in the brothel
On top of the saloon
And I drank ten kegs of whiskey
And barricaded myself in the room
Like a werewolf fighting for the moon
Getting low on funds
I decided to rob the bar
But Jesse and his gang was waiting and we all know how they are
So I ran up in the brothel
On top of the saloon
With the empty kegs of whiskey
I barricaded myself in the room
But Jesse was following soon
Hinkletown, Iowa: A Prairie Ghost Town
In the gutter he was mostly lying
All the time he waited for the dying
But now he’s back again
The strongest chap of all the men
Killing the hen
Like a virgin named Jen
All the passing people silently walked
It was exactly why the singer lost
But now he’s back again
The strongest chap of all the men
Killing the hen
Like a virgin named Jen
Last night he would call me up in fear
And the people walking by didn’t care
Lost on the way back to shelter
I’ve been thinking you’ve been hiding
Wondering what I do
All this caring’s why I’m saying
I belong to you
If you try to break me over
Tell me even lies
All the blinding times with you
Will wipe my watery eyes
If you break me try to see this
Wandering from your grace
You will see that mainly address
Running from my face
Will you see that everything
That I’ve been trying to
Is to make my sorry long
I belong to you
Lost at the cost of a hammer-gun
If, when I kiss you, you just flinch and tell me no
Then I will attack you with a pocketful of love
For I say godammit a girl you know you make me feel
As if I’m drowning in butterfly beer
And now I’m dreading the cost for I fear
That I have lost myself in you
If, when I ask you, you say your days are bad
Then I will attack you with the best you’ve ever had
For I say sweet mercy oh mine there is a thing about you
That has me drowning in a butterfly brew
And now I’m dreading the cost for I knew
That I would lose myself in you
If, when I have you, you say there’s another one
Then I will attack you with a twelve gage hammer gun
And I’ll shoot, godamnit I swear, I’ll gun you right on down
Six clips in the hole and six feet in the ground
for honey I‘ve found that I have lost myself in you
In the days when the buffalo thronged the Plains
We’ve saddled up we’re ready to og
Go find gold in the promised land
The rumour is a fact I know
We’re leaving kids and wives behind
We’ve heard the stories we’ve heard the tales
Of young men with hopes and dreams
How they struggled and died up there
But nothing’s like it seems
Those stories told by greedy men
Wanting the mountains for themselves
There’s gold up there, tons and tons
Not just for the dwarves and elves
And one day we’ll be back with
Silver gold and diamonds
The town will cheer my wife will cry
I’ll find gold in those mountains or die
Hymn to the sorrowful bell
Listen over everybody listen
The bell over everybody the bell
She came from a far away island
The bell over everybody the bell
She tells a story about her life
The ship that had her mourn for years
Ringing over everybody ringing
The bell really has a story
Dingeling dingelingelong
The sound is healing us
Dingeling dingelingelong
The sound is healing me
Dingeling dingelingelong
The sound is healing you
Healing you
Now she belongs in a band
Playing the sorrow songs of country
The dirty exactly for now
The bell over everybody the
Dingeling dingelingelong
The sound is healing us
Dingeling dingelingelong
The sound is healing me
Dingeling dingelingelong
The sound is healing you
Healing you
Relic hunter on the guest ranches
Evertyhing went dingeling exactly as I feared
Drank some booze and hell broke loose
When Nikko cut his beard
Evertyhing went dingeling and I went riding far
Drank some booze and hell broke loose
When diddy got his car
Evertyhing went dingeling don’t know what to say
Drank some booze and hell broke loose
As Diddy drove away
Game, set, match
Damn Hell Fuck Oh no
I’ve been stuck with nowhere left to go
I’ve been out of luck and out of hope
Since Geronimos fall
Wham, bam, bing, bang, boom
They’ve been out of line and out of room
They have put a man upon the moon
Since the day I buried you
Ready, aim to shoot
Put another price-tag on the fruit
Build another fence and put a booth
Where the buffalo roamed
So you’re stuck inside a treaty as you speed through the land
You push the pedal to the metal for the man with the plan
They will buy you if you break and if they catch you they can
And will bury you
Two black spiders
Has anybody 'round here seen or heard from Ira McGee
Went on down to New Orleans and bought himself a treat
Has anybody 'round here seen or heard from Ira McGee
With hands like two black spiders crawling up a stick of weed
Has anybody 'round here seen or heard of Myrna Lee
She went on down to Heningsburgh and went away from me
There's no one here around me, I'm stuck here all alone
Stuck here with a heart of broken tails and broken stone
Has anybody 'round here seen or heard of me
I've been left with nothing since Myrna Lee
I've been stuck here by myself no one else here by my side
Sometimes I'm still wondering if I'm still alive
Well you won't know my wondering the day Myrna Lee came back
Falling down the hedges wearing only sacks
There's no way you can stay here, nowhere that we'll can be
I'm so good with living as I'm dumping you, Myrna Lee
I Can't Believe I'm Marrying My Grandma's Paperboy
There’s a ship in dock with a 1000 bottles worth of vatted malt
Venice is sinking and no one knows how to save it
If this ship don’t sail off soon I’m gonna raid it with a clot
Your sons and your daughters drowning, chained to the pavement
For my girl has gone and left me for a trapper from Des Moines
A rowboat with holes won’t do much good in this raining
And my landlord sold my furniture for an 1860s coin
Take your oars and throw them straight at your neighbour
HEIDY-HEIDY-HEIDY-HO this time I’m gonna host a garden sale
He stole your life-vest, he’s taken your dog
HEIDY-HEIDY-HEIDY-HO this time I’m gonna host a garden sale
He’ll sleep with your wife if you doze off at all
A burglar stole my stereo, my car has run a flat
A song might offer words, were you to choose it
My wealthy uncle Stuart wrote his will out to his cat
With a hurricane passing over you, just defuse it
HEIDY-HEIDY-HEIDY-HO this time I’m gonna host a garden sale
Your life-vest is gone, your dog is dead
HEIDY-HEIDY-HEIDY-HO this time I’m gonna host a garden sale
Your wife is sleeping in your neighbour’s bed
I’m gonna host a garden sale...
I’m gonna host a garden sale...
I’m gonna host a garden sale...
City of boredom
What the hell who are you
Yeah it all began with glue
All love starts with attraction
No simple satisfaction
What the hell hear the bell
It’s ringing for the two of us
In the yellow 22 bus
To the city of boredom
To the city of boredom
To the city of boredom
The boredom
What the hell is it you
Jumping in my mind at the loo
Stare softly near
To the city of boredom
In the city of boredom
In the city of boredom
The boredom
Yaaaa-hoooooooo!
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[THE LEGEND] [THE FRIENDS] [THE ACTION] |