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Horse of the Wild
04:36
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Horse of the Wild
Horse of the wild was caught and was tamed
Stabled and harnessed, rodeo trained
Bucked off the riders, trampled the clowns
Broke through the fence, rode into town
Kicked up her dust, on prisons and gates
Was dust on the banks to agitate the state
Roped in a corner, guarded by sheep
Shot by a dart that put her to sleep
And government teachers, government schools
Taught her to plow and bow to the rules
She worked in the fields, the fields of the state
Broken and meek, conceding to fate
Tangled in vision, rotten in teeth
Sick on the insides and sore underneath
So old, in an auction, with bridle and rein
Brought home in a wagon for somebody’s gain
Forced on display, still noble and sure
But then she was his and no longer hers
She rolled on her side, folded her knees
This horse of the wild has caught a disease
Died in a stable, indented in hay
Removed in the morning, divided and flayed
Not for the mane, not for the tail
Sold for the flesh, bought at a sale
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2. |
Dreams Don't Come
03:19
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Dreams Don't Come
He was just a fallen angel
Came to share your pain
But it was a mistake
From a land you’d never been to
Acting out his dreams
But it was a mistake
‘Cause dreams don’t come
Dreams don’t come
Like this
Dreams don’t come
Don’t come true
Like this
Pulled up in his long-sleeved, plaid shirt
And put his axe right down
Down onto the ground
Said he saw an angel in the trees
And he bowed down on his knees
Down onto his knees
But faith don’t come
Faith don’t come
Like this
Faith don’t come
Don’t come true
Like this
And I wish I
Could take you back
On the wings
Of your dreams
He is looking north and south now
Tries to get away
Tries to get away
He is looking east and west now
You’ll be with him some day
You’ll be with him some day
Escape don’t come
Escape don’t come
Like this
Escape don’t come
Don’t come true
Like this
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3. |
Close up Shop
04:43
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Close up Shop
I did my best, I passed the test
Think I did better than the rest
But I guess I must be doing something wrong
You loved me fast, your love didn’t last
Guess all good things are bound to pass
Or in the end it wasn’t all that strong
I think black and you think white
One of us is wrong, one of us is right
This ain’t healthy, I know that we’re through
Or I think white and you think black
We’re a’waitin for the next attack
I think I’ve figured out what I’ve got to do
Close up shop, lock up the gate
Ain’t gonna hesitate
If I do this, I know I’ll be just fine
I swear to the good Lord above
That I will never fall in love
This here was my last and final time
I’m not gonna fall in love
Not gonna fall in love
With nobody, anymore
I could crawl back to you with new testament
With gold and myrrh and frankincense
And tell you things I know you wouldn’t believe
I know you think that I’m a bore
When I sacrifice my life for yours
So, how’s my religious heart to be deceived?
Well, I’ve got a friend, he lives alone
He’s an angel-man, a’rollin stones
Says he’s got a little something up his sleeves
Says he knows a way out of this
From the land of Hell to the land of Bliss
Think I know what I’ll do to be relieved
Not gonna fall in love
Not gonna fall in love
With nobody, anymore
Well you can botch it all, cross-check yourself
Scotch your drink and wreck your health
And you can join the legions of the grieved
Hide your face all beat and torn
Reject your faith, remain unborn
Cut the knot in pieces misconceived
Close up shop, lock up the gate
Never stop to complicate
By doing this, you know you’ll be just fine
Swear to the good Lord above
That you will never fall in love
That this here was the last and final time
Not gonna fall in love
Not gonna fall in love
With nobody, anymore...
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4. |
The Slots
04:36
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The Slots
My card goes in, enter my pin
One hundred and sixty is enough
Last night’s alert, left me crying for sure
But tonight, I’m determined to win
Find a good spot, lock the car in the lot
E42 is close enough
Just a 3-minute stride, to the doors I have tried
To the hypnotizing calls of the slots
Stroll through the aisles, past looks and the piles
Of others, like me, with enough
Eight 20-dollar dreams, I find my machine
It’ll all end in tears…or in smiles
The bandit arm is stiff, staff are changing shift
9 damn lines and 5 damn bets are on
I long have lost the count, but I’ve more in my account
‘Cause I’m down both when I pull and when I lift
I know it’s a sin, bank card goes in
100 more should get me back on top
Bad luck is sure to cease, well the coffee’s free at least
Tonight’s the night – I’m certain I will win
Spin the ghostly tracks, none of it comes back
How far it is that I am down the hole!
Well 40 more will do to square myself with you
Come on babe, I’m faithful, lend me some slack
I’ve started planting seeds, just 50 more I need
I’ll finish this and come home laughing gold
My final 20 bucks is bound to change my luck
10 hours for the money stone to bleed
Please just one more spin, my life is closing in
‘How much,’ I ask, ‘how much is not enough?’
My quest for 80, for 60, for 40, for 20
Insufficient Funds - my night is binned
Wash my face, rub eyes that are shot
Make my way to the parking lot
160, I’m afraid, was not enough
The gas tank’s quarter, my pocket’s empty
There’s far to go, nepenthe….nepenthe!
It’s “Nevermore!” or next time at the slots
Next time at the slots!
Yeah next time, I’ll do it next time
I gotta, I gotta just put a bit more,
a few more quarters in there
I messed up this time
you know, I just gotta ring that bell a bit louder
I know that woman next to me, she kind of…
she had a good machine
she was hogging it though…
she was hogging it all night
she won 900 bucks
900 bucks....
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5. |
Ogre
03:19
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Ogre
We played in the ocean, we waded and dipped
Gave you my arms, you gave me your lips
You dried up the ocean in one little sip
Gave back my soul all cracking and chipped
I painted your portrait, you painted it over
Offered my youth, you made it much older
I came as an angel, but left as an ogre
Once had a scent, now have an odour
One hour of sleep, uncertain we dangled
Expression unanswered, preserved yet entangled
The dream was not straight, t’was twisted and mangled
The air and the image, constricting, we strangled
We opened the window, the daylight was freezing
Time, it had stopped, the sun only teasing
Our shadows in bed, all bones barely breathing
We left them for dead, the grace in our leaving
I painted your portrait, you painted it over
Offered my youth, you made it much older
I once had a scent, I now have an odour
Came as an angel, but I leave as an ogre
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6. |
Just a Boy
01:50
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Just a Boy
And I was just a boy
And you were just a girl
When you kissed me
You kissed me
You kissed me, oh!
And you came for the joy
And I came for the thrills
Then you kissed me
You kissed me
You kissed me, oh!
Then we put away
Childish things
Into the darkness
Now, face-to-face
We still cling
To what has marked us
And I was just a boy
And you were just a girl
When you kissed me
You kissed me
You kissed me, oh!
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7. |
Baby Works Hard
03:40
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Baby Works Hard
My baby, she works hard on Monday
Tuesday and Wednesday too
When she comes home on Thursday
She polishes all of my shoes
My baby is fond of my drinking
She even lights my cigarettes
The day when she first laid eyes on me
Is a day that she never regrets
My baby don’t count the days
Not waiting for a change in me
Never have to profess that I love her the best
‘Cause she loves me best when I’m free
My baby, she lets me go out
My baby, she lets me sleep in
When I spend all our money at the races
She don’t give a hoot if I win
My baby makes love on the ceiling
My baby makes love on the floor
When I just wanna watch hockey
She don’t come a’beggin for more
My baby don’t count the days
Waiting for a change in me
Never have to deceive, ‘cause you know I believe
She loves me best when I’m free
My baby, she loves all my songs
Thinks I’m a real swell guy
When I bury myself in myself
My baby never asks why
She talks to my heart when I’m lonesome
Sweet melodies when I’m down
But if she sees that I’m edgy
My baby, she don’t make a sound
Baby, she don’t count my ways
Waiting for a change in me
Never have to profess that I love her the best
She loves me best when I’m free
No, she don’t count the days
Waiting for a change in me
Never have to profess that I love her the best
‘Cause she loves me best when I’m free
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8. |
Book of Ruth
03:18
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Book of Ruth
Wherever you go, I shall follow
Wherever you lodge, I’ll lodge with you
Your brothers and sisters shall be my people
Your mother and God will be mine too
For you should not go walking down the road alone
And I should not go walking down the road alone
The place you lie will be my city
The dust you leave will make my land
The only power that will stop this
When death comes down to take my hand
For you should not go walking down the road alone
And I should not go walking down the road alone
When life’s reduced to nothing
And it don’t mean a thing
Let’s get together
Let’s sing!
Wherever you go, I shall follow
Where you lodge, I’ll lodge with you
Brother and sister shall be my people
Mother and God become mine too
And we will all go walk along the road together
We shall never walk along the road alone
We will always walk along the road together
We shall never walk along the road alone
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9. |
Dark World
03:55
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Dark World
It’s a dark, dark world
With lots of dark, dark people
Who do some sick, sick things
To lots of helpless, helpless people
I saw your picture, your picture on the net
You were a captive, a captive I bet
Held in some dark, dark hole
Held by some dark, dark soul
We’ve gone a long way down
Yes, we’ve gone a long way down
But like a needle, a needle in the hay
Child, we’ll find you, we’ll find you some day
Till then we’ll pray, pray, pray
Until then we’ll pray
Yes, it’s a dark, dark world
With lots of dark, dark people
Who do some sick, sick things
To lots of helpless, helpless people
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10. |
Little Meadow
04:52
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Little Meadow
Well, I miss you Little Meadow
I miss your holy dusty road
Where the wind swept between us
And autumn glowed
You taught me how to walk
From the start until the end
You never left me, Little Meadow
You waited right...
And the brick house on the hillside
Where I got lost and I got torn
It was in you, under rafters
On the floor that I was born
Now there are houses
Yellow houses
And big-box
Shopping stores
Well, I miss you Little Meadow
But I can’t visit you no more
I miss you Little Meadow
But I can’t visit you no more
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