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Dysentery Pesthouse
05:14
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Sindy
03:46
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85 Blues Tour
04:01
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#13 Down
03:56
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Scourgin d'mud
From d'backs of d'hogs,
Squall whips my way
Through d'trees.
Now I'm slidin down
D'embankment,
Roots tearin
Into my knees.
"Gnash not thy devourin teeth at me."
It fills me with terrible disgust.
Flourish my limbs around like one lone tree,
It's gots white pine blister rust.
So d'crab is compelled t'walk backward,
Devoured like seats on d'EL.
By d'first of June, I hit d'dock, indeed
Lurchin with a heavy swell.
13 years of my life gone down,
This ain't nothin but a bloody shame.
Standin in d'bow with a flare gun in my hand,
But I couldn't remember your name.
Lightnin struck skiff in a coastal downpour,
Scatterin all those raptors.
An honest days work for an honest days hanged,
Upside down from d'rafters.
Moorings creakin dead in apology,
Once I was found, now I'm lame.
Face down on d'deck, a bottle ashore,
And I couldn't remember my name.
(C) 2007 MORE YEN!
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MO Rope
07:04
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There's a Missoura rope
That's your necktie,
Hanged when
The telephone rings.
And the old man
Is cookin your breakfast,
Flappin his
Heavily-veined wings.
Dance a rotten old dance for me,
A quarter's good for a twit, yes.
But when that Mr. Grimes, yells, "Quitin time!"
I'm as drunk as ... can I get a witness?
C'mon in for a buck you rubes.
C'mon in for a laugh.
Hang by the bar long enough,
You just might escape her wrath.
"Hey."
"Hey."
My photo's on the wall, dear sir
And I'm forced to eat my past.
I want my revenge served quite cold, young son
As if I should have to ask.
While you're sittin there, twitchin,
Ran your tongue round in your mouth.
Spit out into a porcelain basin
And all your teeth they fell out.
C'mon in from the out of doors,
C'mon in for a laugh.
Don't worry bout your attire, kid.
All customers are riff raff.
"Hey.
"Hey."
Well, you know your twin swallowed a stone
And all this friggin run off.
Gatherin dental instruments
In the back of the hayloft.
Washin all my nights,
Hell ma, you just got to resist it.
O it's true, me,
My reckless we missed it.
O it's true, me,
My reckless we missed it.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Hey."
"Hey."
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Falstaff AZ
08:36
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Mister Cemetery
02:49
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Spiders Care, Babe
02:10
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J.P. Warthog
04:02
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Moolah Temple $tringband North Carolina
Redefining the art of the long con, MOOLAH TEMPLE $tringband is Johnny Favorite and Even More on numerous devices and in
varying guises.
Moolah Temple $tringband was formed in 2001 as an oafish attempt to combine two one-man bands into one two-man band.
It is the "side project" that simply will not die.
They live in the Great Smoky Mountains.
C'mon and raise up.
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