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The Gunslinger (demo)
05:38
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He
He sees the darkness in the light
He
He's snuffed out many-a folks' life
This town
His town
His people
They've got a wringer
Here he comes with his guns cocked
The people flock
They start to talk
In the crowd
Above the noise
One name is heard:
The Gunslinger
The sharpshooter came to spark lead
And leave them looking for him
Down that barrel
They asked questions when the shots blasted
Searching for a god
Down that barrel
Stay behind him and you'll die last
You'll be looking for him
Down that barrel
The sharpshooter came and sparked lead
And left them looking for him
Down that barrel
Oh!
He
He can smell a foul darkness in the air
Fifty
Yeah, fifty men with feathers in their hair
This town
His town
His people
They gonna need their wringer
Cause here they come with their bows drawn
This won't take long
All remorse is gone
In the crowd
They cry for help
One name is yelled:
The Gunslinger
The sharpshooter came to spark lead
And leave them looking for him
Down that barrel
They asked questions when the shots blasted
Searching for a god
Down that barrel
Stay behind him and you'll die last
You'll be looking for him
Down that barrel
The sharpshooter came and sparked lead
And left them looking for him
Down that barrel
Oh!
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Promised Money (demo)
04:17
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If you're missing money from my hand
You ain't clocked it
I don't want to hear your speech
You made a promise to the people
But look at all the people in the street
I realize your focus is
Making a couple extra leaves
While promised money
Burning holes in my pockets
And I'm sleeping under winter trees
You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
‘Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
Hey!
Trip over the blood from your people
You ain't mopped yet
I think I can hear their screams
He kicked the bucket
You replaced him in the pulpit
I don't want to hear you preach
I realize your focus is
Making a couple extra leaves
While promised money
Burning holes in my thoughts and
I could really go for a drink
You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
‘Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
Hey!
But I ain't never done bad
Been a liar or a cheat
And all I got to show
Are these bare feet
A dime bag
And a nice glass piece
Follow ‘round every ground
That I meet
What do I do?
Promised money
Burning holes in my pocket
Promised money burning holes
Promised money
Burning holes in my pocket
Promised money burning holes
Promised money
Burning holes in my pocket
I could really go for a drink
But everybody's
Got their hands in my pockets
Pulling me down until I sink
So I realign my focuses
I make a couple extra leaves
‘Cause promised money
Squeezing me like a stone
I guess I'm only good when I bleed
You're throwing stones
And I'm thrashing
I made no promise to repent
‘Cause I'm enjoying the punishment
Hey!
But I ain't never done bad
Been a liar or a cheat
And all I got to show
Are these bare feet
A dime bag
And a nice glass piece
Follow ‘round every ground
That I meet
I'm down bad
Sixteen feet deep
And I only got
A twelve foot reach
A dime bag
Said my name in green
And I fell to the ground
On my knees
What did I do?
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4. |
Bottom Shelf (demo)
03:21
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