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Skeleton
02:44
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I's walking down the street
Just a-waving my hand
Looking for somebody to acknowledge me
Worth a damn?
I ain't worth a damn
Worth a damn?
Honey, I ain't worth
No one said nothing
Nobody waved
I kicked up my feet & I walked away
Worth a damn?
I ain't worth a damn
Worth a damn?
Honey, I ain't worth
I's walking down the street & I seen this man
And he weren't nothin' but a skeleton
Well he reached out & he took my hand
And led me towards that setting sun
The setting sun
Oh my god, it's done
It's too late to run from the setting sun
Oh my god, ha ha ha god damn
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Cloudy
02:59
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That dark-hearted whip-poor-will recites the rosary
While Rose Marie cries herself to sleep
The yard runs wild
So many empties in heaped up trash pile
Those dented cans never make it to the street
Now with a lilac smile & the glassy-eyed tears of a crocodile
Little Penny made a pretty nickel on her knees
And Ricky broke a plate & he told Rose Marie he'd be back real late
He said he found a coin & thought it might be lucky
Overcast with a chance of rain
You'd feel real good if not for all this pain
Lucy's lush-tongue lashed loose on the melody
While Melody shook loose the braids in her hair
The shot rang out & it was so nearby and so, so loud
That Lucy choked on them words and didn't tell nobody
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Cheesecake
02:21
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I've been in the sun now I can't think straight
I came here for bud but you gave me cheesecake
Uh huh, I think I'm in love
You sat me on your couch & you stoked my soul
You fed me all my greens in a little glass bowl
Uh huh, I think I'm in love
Can you taste the rain as it slowly snakes its way up the window pane?
I've been on the road with a heavy load
It never pays to be the fastest mule on the road
Uh huh, I think I'm in love
Short black hair with your lips so fine
I wish I could be your user all the time
Uh huh, I think I'm in love
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4. |
Whipped Cream
04:00
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Time is that horse we're all tied to
Drug through a barbed wire fence
You call on God but He's smashed too
Out drunk with all of his friends
And you? You're stoned again
Oh you, you never could keep any friends
Closing time at the Dairy Queen
A sickly sweet kind of death
Ripped jeans and them bare feet strutting wild on them concrete steps
Stoned again
Oh you, you never really could keep it all in
Oh you, you never could pick and grin
Everyone's looking for their slice of cake
The icing's good for the price
Jar your dreams next to the whipped cream
And pray it don't go bad
God damn: I'm stoned again
Oh you, you know exactly just what it all meant
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5. |
Badlands #3
04:58
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I got a job in the Badlands
Working in the mines for a spell
Up and married this redhead
Well, she knows how to give me hell
I got this truck and this bad buzz real cheap
Yeah, it'll take them both just to carry me on down
Down the road, away from the river where you first laid hands on me
Pushed me down, held me under, nary a light did I see
The sky was blue, the faces were smiling
Your mother was signing to me
You cried & so did I, I tried but I couldn't believe in you
You and me just dancing under them cigarette trees
Smoking Big Rock Candy Mountains, wishing we had something to eat
Now we don't even roll 'em up, we just sit around
And have entire conversations without making a sound
Gotta leave these Badlands, I gotta get out now
When they find your body, I'll be well on my way south
I think I took the wrong stuff, now I cannot see
Is this your ghost choking that life out of me?
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6. |
Run
04:05
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Well start 'er up, get 'er going
You ain't really sure where we're really going
It's fine, hey, baby, it's fine
Ain't got no brakes
Ain't got no headlights
It's getting dark but the night feels so right
It's fine, hey, baby, it's fine
Let's open 'er up, man, & let's get drunk
Don't worry about what's in that trunk
Oh no, man, Nah nah nah
Now hang a left, take the next right
Just passed the barn, it'll be in sight
We're there, sit tight, god damn it we're there
Let's open 'er up, man, let's get drunk
Don't worry about what's in that trunk
Oh no, man, nah nah nah
Well keep 'er running & don't you go
This won't take but a moment or so
It's fine, hey baby, it's fine
You better gun it that didn't go well
They took the dope & they still said: No Sale
Well run, run run run run
Let's open 'er up, man, & let's get drunk
There ain't a goddamn thing left in that trunk
Oh no, man, nah nah nah
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The Coomers Philpot, Kentucky
The Coomers are a family band. A.S. Coomer plays guitar & harmonica, and does most of the singing. Ethan Coomer plays drums and sings some too. Ross Clark is in the family too, keeping them bass strings thumping.
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