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BLOOD
02:53
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BLOOD ~Words & Music by Sluggo,1997
Well I was sipping cardboard soup,
With snake semen liquor.
In Sweet Onion City
I was feeling that much sicker.
My windows are losing their putty,
The paint's peeling off the door.
I looked out tonight
I didn't like what I saw...
Friends falling all around me,
Scaling the walls of the zoo.
My luck has dropped and now it's stuck to
... someone else's shoe... someone else's shoe.
I met a female bullfighter.
She was...washing the blood off.
I helped her put a wreath up on the cross
And I ...started to cough...
At the dark stain in my carpet.
Sin dripping down my walls.
I acquired a taste for benediction
Watching my skin crawl
Sparks flying all around me,
Changing my attitude
Well my luck fell off and now it's stuck to
... someone else's shoe... someone else's shoe.
Friends falling all around me,
Scaling the walls of the zoo.
My luck has dropped and now it's stuck to
... someone else's shoe.
Sparks flying all around me,
Changing my attitude
Well my luck fell off and now it's stuck to
... someone else's shoe... someone else's shoe.
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2. |
HAUNT
02:53
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HAUNT ~Words & Music by Sluggo
Up on blocks
In a Rock’n’Roll town
Dumbed up, crippled
And broken down.
Get out the rib cutters
And massage my heart
Let me bleed
Into this dead Dodge Dart®
‘Cos I feel nothing, but haunted
I feel nothing will ever be the same
Between you and me and what we wanted
We drove this stake into our claim
Now I feel nothing but haunted.
H a u n t e d
H a u n t e d
Signal to noise
And tube driven
What I once thought wrong
Can now be forgiven
I look to you
And you look lost
I guess I’ll wait until
The bandages come off
‘Cos I feel nothing, but haunted
I feel nothing will ever be the same
Between you and me and what we wanted
We drove this stake into our claim
Now I feel nothing but haunted.
H a u n t e d
H a u n t e d
'Cos I feel nothing, will ever be the same
H a u n t e d
H a u n t e d
'Cos I feel nothing, and I am to blame
H a u n t e d
H a u n t e d
Turn off the hope you had for me
and let it wash out to the sea.
Turn off the love you had for me
and let it wash out to the sea.
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FOOL
02:10
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FOOL
(Don't Let The Sunshine Fool Ya'
~ Guy Clark © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc)
Now, me and this friend named Streetlife Brown
We got a bottle of red and walked downtown
One hand on the jug and one on time
He said, "I bet you a dollar against this next line"
I said, "Don't let the sunshine fool you
Don't let the bluebirds tool you
Don't let the Man do you
Put your hand in mine"
Oh, advice is fine if you've got a mind
To listen to the end of this long-winded line
But the muse’ll get you if you don't watch out
For she's equipped to know what it’s all about
C H O R U S
S O L O
Oh, Fillmore street in the afternoon
Is an easy way to get out of tune
But the dope dealer, he said, "No dice"
When I asked politely for a better price
C H O R U S
Well, here's a song for you, child of mine
I hope you make it through this fucked up time
Get yourself a piece of that rainbow pie
No reason in the world you can't get by
C H O R U S
Put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
Put your hand in mine
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4. |
CANCER
03:31
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CANCER ~ Words & Music by Sluggo, 2013
It doesn’t seem to matter…what words I say
I just cannot keep the…sky from turning gray
And it would be OK on any other day
But I just…I just…want you to stay…Oooh Oooh
‘Cos I want every minute to have you in it yeah
I won’t let all the tears you cry to drown me
I want your laugh…ter to surround me
‘Cos I want every minute to have you in it yeah
Well there’s hair on your pillow
In your blood there’s a killer, but it’s no match for you
There’s a smile on your face
You have a heart full of grace and it’s a race
That I’ll try my best…to erase
‘Cos I want every minute to have you in it yeah
I won’t let all the tears you cry to drown me
I want your laugh…ter to surround me
‘Cos I want every minute to have you in it yeah
B R I D G E
You ask, “What keeps the clouds up in the sky?”
And, “How do I swim and keep my catheter dry?”
Well you’ve got a Mother and a Brother. And you’re a lucky guy
I am your Father…and I think I’m going to cry… Oooh Oooh
‘Cos I want every minute to have you in it yeah
I won’t let all the tears you cry to drown me
I want your laugh…ter to surround me
‘Cos I want every minute to have you in it yeah
And I will…hold you…all night long.
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5. |
TRASH
02:56
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TRASH ~ Words & Music by Sluggo, 1984
Now we can walk, walk, walk ‘til we’re right outta town.
You stare up at that sky and wonder where’s that ground?
And I don’t want anything to eat all you’ve got is… Live Things.
And I lost my taste buds in someone else’s mouth
But it gives me room to fit more in my face.
And I’m filling my head With a Sea Of Trash
Wondering when someone’ll come and tell me a story?
I’m standing up in the pouring rain
Reading the Little Red Pony
I’m dreaming of scallions
And I’m filling my head with some awful trash
Aw, when they gonna come and take it away?
Sometimes the world is a tiny place
With only room for my kneecaps
And I can take it like a man
And be a sexist pig, or
Laugh, laugh, laugh at my own expense.
And so what if my child is a pile of rubble?
Sent away schooling to keep out trouble
I’m learning to fold laundry on a chemical farm
With Dewey Decimal it can’t be that hard.
And I’m filling my head With a Sea Of Trash
Wondering when someone’ll come and tell me a story?
I’m standing up in the pouring rain
Reading the Little Red Pony
I’m dreaming of scallions
And I’m filling my head with some awful trash
Aw, when they gonna come and take it away?
C H O R U S
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HEART
03:31
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HEART
"It's A Heartache" ~ Ronnie Scott & Steve Wolfe (Bonnie Tyler)
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're down
It's a fool's game, nothing but a fool's game,
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown.
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache,
Love him till your arms break, then he let's you down.
It ain't right with love to share,
When you find that he doesn't care… for you.
It ain't wise to need someone
As much as I depended on… you
It ain't right with love to share,
When you find he doesn't care… for you.
It ain't wise to need someone,
As much as I depended on… you.
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache,
Hits you when it's too late, hits you when you're down
It's a fool's game, nothing but a fool's game,
Standing in the cold rain, feeling like a clown.
It's a heartache, nothing but a heartache
Love him till your arms break, then he let's you down.
It ain't right with love to share,
When you find that he doesn't care… for you.
It ain't wise to need someone,
As much as I depended on… you.
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7. |
CAR
03:18
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CAR ~Words & Music by Sluggo 2018
It was a seacoast airstrip
That called to me.
I asked the bottle of gin by my side it's thoughts?
And it agreed.
Now wait just a one goddamned minute,
Is this what we really want to do?
I've got a '69 Sedan DeVille
Packing a Four Seventy-Two
In the middle of the night
I hit a hundred twenty-three
And I drove that Cadillac, yessir
I drove it right into the sea.
I opened my door and sunk up to my waist.
I turned to Brett and said,
We had best
Leave this place
We Plum Island Turnpiked it
All the way home. Uphill.
I had a headache
And a whopping towing bill.
In the middle of the night
The grass was wet & slippery
And I drove that Cadillac, yessir
I drove it right into the ...
… middle of the night
I hit a hundred twenty-three
And I drove that Cadillac, yessir
I drove it right into the sea.
Drive it!
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8. |
SHIP
03:14
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SHIP "The Ship Song"
~Nick Cave, Published by Mute 1990
Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history baby,
Everytime you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Everytime you come around.
We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground
But when I crawl into your arms
Yeah, everything comes tumbling down…
Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history baby,
Everytime you come around.
Your face has fallen sad now
For you know the time is nigh
When I must remove your wings
And you, you must try to fly…
Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history baby,
Everytime you come around.
Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Everytime you come around.
Everytime you come X3
Everytime you come around.
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9. |
GIRL
04:32
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GIRL ~ Words & Music by Sluggo 2018
Take what you need…
And leave the rest… for me.
Why don't you walk with me
And we will see...what we can be.
Remember to breathe
You can be better...than me.
I wrote on my hand
So I'd remember...why I ran.
Take what you need
Mind & body...then fall asleep.
We spraypaint our love
On the walls...that have yet to be...torn down.
I lived by the Shot & Wounded, you worked The Armadillo
My band played in your basement, you smiled and said, "Hello"
We had a snowball fight in Saalfeld, a guava fight in Kauaʻi
I kissed the scar on your belly, my love was no lie
I'm in trouble
Or I'm in love.
Maybe it's both
That I'm dreaming of
You grabbed my hand, kissed me hard against the wall
And dragged me into a ladies’ bathroom stall…
We dealt with the cops in Memphis, we dealt with our son's cancer
Honesty and action, seems to be the answer.
I'm in trouble
Or I'm in love.
Maybe it's both of you
That I'm dreaming of
Cos' you’re my girl
And I’m your guy
I’m gonna write your name
So high in the sky
S O L O P A R T
I'm in trouble
Or I'm in love.
Maybe it's both of you
That I'm dreaming of
Cos' I'm your girl
And you're my guy
I’m gonna write your name
So high in the sky
So high in the sky
So high in the sky
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10. |
MOON
03:40
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MOON ~Words & Music by Sluggo, 1983
I stumbled into the room.
And I asked you
Where the bathroom really was.
Then you smiled at me
I stuttered and I wheezed
As I fumbled for my most profound words...
(They were these)
I'll be your moon at night
If you be my sun in the morning.
I'll shine through all this shit
If you brighten up my life
And I, forgot your name
But I couldn't forget your face
For one pound of learning
Requires ten of common sense
We clowned around
And fucked around the place.
And I made fun of you
And you made love to me
And you told me that you thought that I was neat.
(Shows what you know)
I'll be your moon at night
If you be my sun in the morning.
I'll shine through all this shit
If you brighten up my life
I'll be your moon at night
I'll be your moon at night
I'll be your moon at night
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11. |
DREAM
03:08
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Dream ~ Words & Music by Sluggo, 2018
Old women like mannequins
Erect and in a row
Standing cats, frozen solid
With a dusting of snow
A rope comes out of the surf
Into a house, down the hall
I stare at dead triplets
A door opens and I fall
I'm shitting stars
And pissing stripes.
Luckily for me
They only bloom at night
I got free cowboy hats
I call a herd of people hell.
I broke my ankle two times over
And now it likes to swell.
I walk around the building
Looking for open windows
I crawl in and hide
And hope nobody knows
That my Mom wrote down her dreams
Every morning when she awoke
Until the day when she forgot
Everything…
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REQ'D Oakland, California
REQ'D is:
Laurian Rhodes (V), Hilary Reed (V), Anthony Pulsipher (G), Richard Stuverud (D & V), Dave Flores (B,
K & V) Thomas Quinn (Horns) , Sluggo (G & V)
Most of our songs are true stories. And those that aren't, should be.
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