1. |
Hobo with a Shotglass
08:00
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Pushing my trolly around this old town
Fealing 'bit hazey but I'm getting 'round
Basically happy 'bout the way I'm livin'
Just need some booze to keep me walking 'round
Almost there... all through the night getting there!
Creeping and crawlin' with my booze lovin' eyes
Almost choking on a block of ice
Taking my chances stealing drinks unattended
I get snacked but I get my buzz
Almost there... all through the night getting there!
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2. |
Looking for Gas
04:18
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I got my guitars
Pedals too
We’ve got our symbals
Base cab too
But I’m looking for gas
I’m looking for gas
I’m looking for gas
Woah I’m looking for gas
Tyres are flaming
Engine oil
Battery charged
What’s the foil
But I’m looking for gas
I’m looking for gas
I’m looking for gas
Woah I’m looking for gas
We left in time,
But we stopped, I don’t know why
Something is wrong now
I got my guitars
Pedals too
We’ve got our symbals
Base cab too
But I’m looking for gas
I’m looking for gas
I’m looking for gas
Woah I’m looking for gas
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3. |
Roadtrip
05:26
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We roll our dice
Day by day
Stormy weather doesn’t make us stay
Oh we are gonna make it alright
We are gonna be okay
Knee-deep snow
Leads our way
We head on out, even if we stray
Oh we are gonna make it alright
We are gonna be okay
You cross our path
Run you down
Killed by death in your own hometown
Oh we are gonna make it alright
We are gonna be okay
Far from home
Stagger on
We don’t know where we’re coming from
Oh we are gonna make it alright
We are gonna be okay
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4. |
Bag of Bones
03:26
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I fear I’m gonna dance now
Just watch me move
I move my right foot now
Y’all get in the groove
Let your booty roll and your hips go
Come on everybody do the bag of bones
Let's move your ass, let your body flow now
Come on everybody do the bag of bones
I'll try to move my left foot
I'll let it loose
Blazing fire on the dancefloor
Let's do the goose
Let your booty roll and your hips go
Come on everybody do the bag of bones
Let's move your ass, let your body flow now
Come on everybody do the bag of bones
I fear I’m gonna dance now
Just watch me move
I move my right foot now
Y’all get in the groove
Let your booty roll and your hips go
Come on everybody do the bag of bones
Let's move your ass, let your body flow now
Come on everybody do the bag of bones
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5. |
Funeral March
05:00
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Run children run
I'll be with god soon
Where it's dark
And where it's cold too
We're marching on this path
Of no return
In eternal sulphur
we're gonna burn
Run children run
I'll meet my judge soon
Where it's dark
And where it's cold too
They are coming now
Cold lifeless clutches
Dragging me down
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6. |
The One-eyed Snake
04:16
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There’s a bold old man naggin’ ‘cause we do our thing
It’s hard, it’s loud, it makes his sad ears ring
Hold on old man, you’ll never gonna stop us sing
From the back of the bar he is giving us the evil eye
The more he hears, the more it is making him sigh
Go home old man, and cry cry cry
There’s a woman up front and she’s getting pulled away
She wants to dance, but her man doesn’t want to stay
Go home on your own, and let her have her way
Now the bar is empty and it looks we don’t get paid
But the fridge is full and for the end we cannot wait
Post-party shot is why we played
(and if you don’t like it, here is my one-eyed snake)
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7. |
Shortcut to Slavery
04:36
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Bow down, you're working for free now
Sell your shop, you're working for me now
Obey, and stay in line boy
Bow down and join us
You got to sell your shop and work for us
It's shortcut to slavery
Kneel down, go work on my bike now
Go weld, build me a trike now
Obey, don't fall behind now
Bow down and join us
You got to sell your shop and work for us
It's shortcut to slavery
Bow down, you're working for free now
Sell your shop, you're working for me now
Obey, and stay in line boy
Bow down and join us
You got to sell your shop and work for us
It's shortcut to slavery
Kneel down, go work on my bike now
Go weld, build me a trike now
Obey, don't fall behind now
Bow down and join us
You got to sell your shop and work for us
It's shortcut to slavery
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8. |
Ash in my Beer
05:18
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Staggering around at a party
Trying to hold on
Why did I have to take that blue pill
I feel like something is going wrong
I take a big gulp, what is this here
Fuck, ash in my beer
… Ash in my beer
Staggering through hordes of people
They wouldn’t get out of my way
This shit couldn’t kick in at worst places
Guess this paranoia is going to stay
Trying to wash it down, with my beer
Fuck, ash in my beer
… Ash in my beer
Oh yeah, it’s gonna be okay
Just a walk with some weird feeling
My hands are fading away
Grip on reality completely fails
When will these fuzzy martians go away
Wondering why
Wondering why
Wondering why
When will these shrooms wear off
I take a big gulp, what is this here
Fuck, ash in my beer
… Ash in my beer
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9. |
Angry White Boy
03:16
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Drinking on the front porch makes me scream and shout
Shooting signs, frying rats, that’s what it’s about
And yeah, I like my cardboard wine
Curled up in my motorhome everything is fine
Beer at breakfast, processed food, everything deep-fried
Yelling at my stupid neighbour, now we’re gonna fight
And yeah, I like my cardboard wine
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