1. |
She Mercenary
03:08
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She ghastly outsider, why she love me?
For I am a philistine, or so I'm told
A tad under weight but with violent eyes to die for
I'd kill for you and leave all the evidence to the birds
She's a she mercenary.
She'll shoot Apocalypse into her arm, but I'll still love the ground she spits on.
She shoots and those bullets hurt so bad
parcel Peckinpah, she shoots so slowly.
She's got barbs in her flesh, she's a she mercenary.
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2. |
The Interior
02:47
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Wounded souls lie in my box,
I curse the man who put them there
drowned and burnt not dead not dead
She scratches the tears from her eyes
Oh in the interior don't shout
The tongue is scorched to the bitter root
of the Interior.
I throw them out
they grow and grow,
She has the wounded souls and Oh
She recalls the bitter root
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3. |
Blindman - The Chiller
04:46
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The Diseased Stranger’s Waltz. A/G. Am/C/E7.
I am the stranger, I am the stranger,
The diseased stranger, from out of town.
Am C
Well, I ask so completely for mercy,
E7
Rope burns that beat like the living,
Am C
Under the freeway or under the sun,
E7
The words that I write are chocked from my throat,
Am C
I’ll confess almost anything going,
E7
I shot the president three times from all sides,
Am C
The stranger lost in the Orchard,
E7
Too many souls and no one alive.
I am the Stranger, I am the stranger,
The diseased stranger, from out of town.
Am C
I am the Stranger, I am the scapegoat,
E7
I am disease from out of town,
Am C
Don’t string up my marrow drawn bones,
E7
I am the last of the living outlaws,
Am C
Yeah don’t drag my bloated body,
E7
And fling me down in the stream,
Am C
The fish are the biters of disease,
E7
And deserve me more than they.
I am the Stranger, I am the stranger,
The diseased stranger, from out of town.
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5. |
Leucotomy meat Boss
03:40
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Leucotomy Meat Boss A/D/E
It takes me time to adjust to this carnival
Burning in my brain, burning in my skull
I said it takes time . . . to adjust
And the pain in my head is gonna make me bust
(D)
Mr Leucotomy big doc surgeon
Takes out a tin opener Grrrrr! (E)
I feel kinda pricked; all these punctures and pins
I’m gonna pay the price for another man’s sins
Broken glass and sick pouring out of bed
There’s an angry bee buzzin’ in my head
Mr Leucotomy big doc meat boss
Feeds his cat the best part of my thoughts
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Big Jugular
05:23
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Big Jugular splutters his words
Spraying death threats all around
he's a chemical cabaret
Just a chemical cabaret
He lunges at assassins reading biblical monsters
Big Jugular sings
nearer my god than thee
Big Jugular sings,
he's a singing man
Big Jugular heads towards doom, Doom Smiles unevenly
He's a Chemical Cabaret
He signs his cheques big J
They sign his death hey hey hey hey!
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7. |
16 tons of fink
04:12
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8. |
Cactus Mouth Informer
04:35
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The son of the informer sleeps under the stars,
says fall in love with me I'm so young and so toothless
Cactus Breath, Bob Sleigh Crooner, Cactus Mouth informer
The Mother of the informer gave birth aside of a grave, said whispering blades of dying grass, said in dead bones lie splintered souls
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9. |
Grease Ball Mechanic
04:20
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10. |
Rumble (Wray)
02:29
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The story of the Inca Babies began in the now-legendary deck access flats of Hulme in Manchester.Here in 1984 they released their debut single interior. and preceded to release much material and tour around Europe. Now 35 years later they have had a new lease of life and release their 8th studio Album Swamp Street Soul. With Original Guitarist Harry Stafford, joined by Vince Hunt and Rob Haynes ... more
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