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rock bottom
03:40
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take a little walk to the corner store
two beats in the back and four on the floor
it's such an easy thing to do
the trouble is just to see it through
life's a game of hit and miss
living under the weight of an iron fist
the hits are hard and the misses near
optimism squashed by fear
oh mama, it's such a long way down
to rock bottom
standing on the brink of a brave new world
half sinking ship half tilt-a-whirl
broken down truth through a broken tooth
don't burden yourself with the burden of proof
I often wonder what I'll leave behind
a little more meat on the cutting line
or a tidbit of wisdom in a jar with a lid
on the back of the shelf very neatly hid
oh mama, it's such a long way down
to rock bottom
oh mama it's such a long way down
to rock bottom
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the demon on redstone mountain
I'll tell you all about him
talons of an eagle
head of a rabid dog
to look at him is certain death
he'll cut you down with his fiery breath
danger, danger, freak of nature
the demon on redstone mountain
deep inside the cedar wood
a single twig broke underfoot
alerts his sleepless ears
to your exact whereabouts
to look at him is certain death
he'll cut you down with his fiery breath
danger, danger, freak of nature
the demon on redstone mountain
I heard stories as a child
of the terror lurking in them hills
keep your head low and don't you go
past the outskirts of town
to look at him is certain death
he'll cut you down with his fiery breath
danger, danger, freak of nature
the demon on redstone mountain
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hey, al
02:49
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hey, al
I have a wonderful idea
let's fly up to an island in the sky
on the wings of a tropical bird
yea buddy, it's just you and me
hey, al
been nothing but bad news all week
we're scrapping by by the skin of our teeth
say farewell to this world of dead ends
yea buddy it's just you and me
cascading waterfalls purge the earth
to fill the pools that cleanse our skin
to reach the roots that bear the fruit on which we feed
yea buddy, just you and me
hey, al
I have a wonderful idea
let's fly up to an island in the sky
cascading waterfalls purge the earth
to fill the pools that cleanse our skin
to reach the roots that bear the fruit on which we feed
yea buddy, just you and me
hey, al
I have a wonderful idea
let's fly up to an island in the sky
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welland canal
04:00
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swallow stones to dull the blades
march to the beat of your broken drum
straight into the mouth of oblivion
I'm not trying to say that you didn't have fun
farewell to your sweetheart, walk down to the weir
watch that green water heave and swell
on the banks of the welland canal
seems like something foul is afoot
blood pressure sky-rocketing through the roof
as she swings round the room like an old trussed up turkey
skin pulled so tight, shoe leather jerky
farewell to your sweetheart walk down to the weir
watch that green water heave and swell
on the banks of the welland canal
I had a dream, nearly scared me to death
I'm deep under water just holding my breath
green water, green water, so cold and opaque
the look in her eyes says she's so far away
farewell to your sweetheart walk down to the weir
watch that green water heave and swell
on the banks of the welland canal
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marina del rey
03:52
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I got busted up at the holiday inn
tended my wounds, now I'm ready to swim
marina del rey, honey, what do you say
I've been drinking all night and drinking all day
bumping skins with unsavory types
belly full of booze, high as a kite
marina del rey, honey, what do you say
I've been drinking all night and drinking all day
jumped into the harbor at marina del rey
looking for my long lost wedding ring
threw it overboard three years to the day
sank to the bottom of marina del rey
I like fast cars and I like fast girls
two lane blacktop, travel the world
marina del rey, honey, what do you say
I've been drinking all night and drinking all day
lived in the shadows just a little too long
two bit drummer and a peeping tom
marina del rey, honey, what do you say
I've been drinking all night and drinking all day
jumped into the harbor at marina del rey
looking for my long lost wedding ring
threw it overboard three years to the day
sank to the bottom of marina del rey
shallow water blackout, fast asleep
shallow water blackout, fast asleep
marina del rey don't cry for me
send my body out to sea
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fountain of life
03:22
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long way from home, nose outta joint
can't even lift one finger for to point
pull out the punches, off with their heads
a little roughed up and left for dead
buzzing old light bulb, cracks in the dawn
stale ideas keep dragging you along
kicking and screaming, pounding the dirt
growing old, dreaming of the fountain of life
asleep on the line, down at the heel
can't even lift one finger for to feel
there's evil here, evil going on
right under your nose, electric hum
buzzing old lightbulb, cracks in the dawn
stale ideas keep dragging you along
kicking and screaming, down in the dirt
growing old, dreaming of the fountain of life
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three headstones
03:41
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where they gonna bury my bones
robert johnson had three headstones
where they gonna bury my bones
robert johnson had three headstones
cut heavy in the bar with your broken cup
will the real robert johnson please stand up
whistle through the graveyard, wake the dead
knock 'em back down with a blow to the head
where they gonna bury my bones
robert johnson had three headstones
where they gonna bury my bones
robert johnson had three headstones
devil come a knocking trying to tell me what to do
sky so black it was almost blue
he told me mr.johnson was torn and frayed
them hellhounds might have had their way
payne chapel, money road
mount zion, three stories told
through my body by the highway side
so that old evil spirt can hitch a ride
where they gonna bury my bones
robert johnson had three headstones
where they gonna bury my bones
robert johnson had three headstones
devil come a knocking trying to tell me what to do
sky so black it was almost blue
he told me mr.johnson was torn and frayed
them hellhounds might have had their way
robert johnson had three headstones
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Chris Robison Wolfville, Nova Scotia
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