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All lyrics by Count Lyle. &SpiderCrab Music (ASCAP)
MISTRESS OF THE DARK
mistress of the dark
raven hair and red lips
subtle wicked smile
the way you lay across that velvet
I really love your style
your legs go on forever
electrifying thrill
what I wouldn't give for one night
to climb those haunted hills
you're givin' me the chills
your black dress is drivin' me wild
mistress of the dark
you'll always be my mistress
the queen of halloween
haunting every midnight
on my tv screen
and if I die tomorrow
or a zombie eats my brain
I'd raise myself up from the dead
just to sing your name
return of the living dead
when there's no more room down there in hell anymore
old man lucifer's gonna laugh and slam the door
leavin us to walk the earth when we die
make this place a living hell for those left alive
it don't make no difference either way
what do you think we're gonna save
it don't take no death to end your life
when you're born into the grave
return of the living dead
I stalk the dark and narrow path and that's for sure
between the legs of someone's ill-begotten whore
singin all my songs on this broken guitar
funeral procession from bar-room to bar
it don't make no difference either way
what do you think we're gonna save
it don't take no death to end your life
when you're born into the grave
it don't make no difference either way
what do you think we're gonna save
it don't take no death to end your life
when you're born into the grave
my halloween
this morning with a fever
lyin& on the floor, it&s time to leave her
out of the door and cursed the sun
wait for the night 10-31
my halloween
down to the corner liquor store
know what I&m really lookin& for
blood pumpin& in my veins
be human now, but that can change
whispers in my ear so soft and low
to the dark inside my soul
me to keep goin& on
listen to the fools that call me wrong
drink with the living dead
I was sittin in The Thirsty Devil,
one sheet hung to the wind
when the bat wings doors creaked open
and a stranger sauntered in
he moved his head from side to side
and glared with a sunken eye
I heard the spin of a rusty spur
as he shook off the dreary night
he lowered his hat, checked his gun
and headed toward the bar
walked on up beside me,
I knew he&d traveled far
in a voice as thick as mud
he looked to the &keep and said&
&one shot of whiskey for myself
and one for my new friend&
the patrons whispered hushed and low,
they seemed to be afraid
as if a ghost had stood right up
and walked out of its grave
his face was shallow and dirty,
his skin like leather hide
sure he spoke like any man,
but something wasn&t right
so I twisted on my stool,
turned to him and said
&thank you sir, but just the same,
I&m chasin worms instead&
he growled and shoved the drink my way,
his eyes cold as death
&I pick the drinks, you knock &em back,
else draw against my hand&
when it&s six to midnight
and the boney hand of death is nigh
you better drink your drink and shut your mouth
if you draw against his hand, you can never win
go ahead& drink with the living dead
&who the hell do you think you are?&
my patience growin thin
but swallow hard, I had to do,
when the story he began
his lips curled back and words came forth
starting up the tale
and every face inside that bar
turned a shade of pale
&my name is Stanton Cree
and I died three years before
I shot a man to steal his drink,
at least that&s what they hung me for
now I&m cursed to walk the earth
and challenge every night
a man to match me drink for drink
or by the bullet die&
&now wait a minute, mister,
no one makes me a fool&
I pushed the shot of whiskey
back on over towards the ghoul
&I love a drink like any man
but that&s a losin game
to drink or draw against the dead
would only be insane&
Stanton Cree tipped his hat
and laughed a wicked laugh
&you see, the lord cursed my soul
for killin that poor man
there ain&t no choice so you must try
to match me shot for shot
if you win, then you&ll go free
and I can finally rot&
the barhop nodded slowly
and I knew that I was screwed
if I chose to duel the dead
then I would surely lose
so I took the glass
and threw the shot into my throat
I would match him drink for drink,
no matter if I choked
whiskey, tequila, vodka, rum or gin
ain&t no man that I can&t beat,
be him live or dead
so into the morning
I matched him ounce for ounce
til Stanton Cree fell over
and a winner was announced
now he rests in his pine box
and I still walk the streets
but I don&t forget the night
when death had chosen me
there ain&t no fancy moral
to go with this I fear
unless you aim to kill a man
and drink down his last beer!
LIFE AFTER SUNDOWN
dead outlaw
dead outlaw gunslinger stalkin thru the streets
if my neighbors all say I&m a mean-eyed freak
then that&s just what I&ll be
got skeletons in my backyard all hangin from the trees
my house is dark if you step inside
you might think it&s halloween
black guitar slingin dog at the front of the show
if I gotta hang by the neck just to get you off
then come on show me the rope
I ain&t afraid to spit in the wind
I always gotta do or die
you say I don&t fit your rock n roll
well funny thing, I never tried
dead outlaw
born my mother&s only son
dead outlaw
always on the run
I don&t care what you say I gotta do
ain&t gonna change my ways to fit your rules
shoot ya straight from the black of my heart
shoot ya straight from the black of my heart
thirty four years and countin it's always been my way
I got a taste for darkness and I&ll let you know
that you ain't been the first to say
I got a strange way of spendin my time the way I wanna be
hangin round with the walkin dead
cuz the livin ain&t down with me
against a crooked sky
nightfall hit us hard and the darkness complete
we were ridin through the valley of death
we were three men strong from the town of Abilene
the smell of whiskey on our breath
the first man was a con who had cheated all his life
the second was a fiend of no repent
the third man was I who would murder for a price
a trio you could bet was devil sent
we were bound for somewhere new
to steal more lives
riding on the midnight wind
against a crooked sky
as we rode on through, the moonlight crept above
nocturnal eyes watched all around
we never rested once, we had no time to waste
on the wings of greed we were bound
we laughed as we went, all the hell that we'd wrought
on all those who got in our way
not one hour before, we snuffed another life
the blood still fresh upon our blades
the wind came from the west, it whipped from side to side
a cloud of dust erupted to stop us in our tracks
for a moment we were blind from the grit in our eyes
but slowly it cleared as laughter filled the sky
and there before us stood a posse bathed in black
their steeds nothing more than rotted bone
their gaze was all afire and razor whips they cracked
to shred the skin upon our backs
one of them spoke with the gravel in his voice
[your reign of evil is done]
[you may ride a crooked sky but death does too]
[the blood on your hands is your own]
we were bound for somewhere new, condemned to ride
forever in the afterlife against a crooked sky
werewolves on wheels
listen up baby
we got something you should know
there&s a riot in the streets
and you are in the show
just tighten up yer jaw
and thicken up yer hide
cuz these rebel outlaws
gonna show you how to ride!
1978 in the year of our lord
we is rebel trash you know
it was a time for feelin right
that&s when we come out to ride
the smell of blood be our guide
let&s creepy crawl through broken jaws
roll them bones out on the lawn
show them all how it feels
to shake the urge we have to kill
we&ll show them all
werewolves on wheels
round the pit
werewolves howl and sing
high on flesh suckin moonshine gasoline
fire our guns cuz we&re proud of bein thugs
there&s nothin like a fine-tuned machine
watch the leather on our backs
burnin down the road
we&re on the hunt for another overload
TNT like a stick of dynamite
who gives a damn if we come out alive
I spit on your grave
it&s night and the wind blows
it moves through the trees
sinister and haunting on its way as it creeps
I lie in this dark place
searching myself
for the strength I had before it all came down
and maybe if you were smarter
you would&ve gotten farther
but now you can&t be saved
a sinner will be chosen
his bones will be broken
on this judgment day
I spit on your grave
I&m lost in this limbo
left here to die
in this tarnished veil of scarlet solitude
but nothing can stop me
from bringing my vengeance
down on the men who have done me wrong
it&s night and the graves moan
begging oh lord please forgive me
for what I must do tonight
so one man by one man
I deal retribution
in cruel deserved twist of fate
find a good horse
I heard this as I walked upon on the dusty street
everybody still spittin in my face
I scratched it on the back of another piece of leather
so I could remember what to say
if you give &em enough fire they'll burn themselves
if you give &em enough rope they'll hang
I remember what the wise man told me
don't ever be afraid to...
find a good horse and ride to the end
and that's just what the hell I'm gonna do
take a chance with every breath
you ain't got nothin else to lose
a man's word is the blade of a knife
words carry weight it&s true
you can't go wrong when a good thing catches on
just take it from The News
if you give &em enough fire they'll burn themselves
if you give &em enough rope they'll hang
I remember what the wise man told me
don't ever be afraid to...
drink with the living dead
I was sittin in The Thirsty Devil,
one sheet hung to the wind
when the bat wings doors creaked open
and a stranger sauntered in
he moved his head from side to side
and glared with a sunken eye
I heard the spin of a rusty spur
as he shook off the dreary night
he lowered his hat, checked his gun
and headed toward the bar
walked on up beside me,
I knew he&d traveled far
in a voice as thick as mud
he looked to the &keep and said&
&one shot of whiskey for myself
and one for my new friend&
the patrons whispered hushed and low,
they seemed to be afraid
as if a ghost had stood right up
and walked out of its grave
his face was shallow and dirty,
his skin like leather hide
sure he spoke like any man,
but something wasn&t right
so I twisted on my stool,
turned to him and said
&thank you sir, but just the same,
I&m chasin worms instead&
he growled and shoved the drink my way,
his eyes cold as death
&I pick the drinks, you knock &em back,
else draw against my hand&
when it&s six to midnight
and the boney hand of death is nigh
you better drink your drink and shut your mouth
if you draw against his hand, you can never win
go ahead& drink with the living dead
&who the hell do you think you are?&
my patience growin thin
but swallow hard, I had to do,
when the story he began
his lips curled back and words came forth
starting up the tale
and every face inside that bar
turned a shade of pale
&my name is Stanton Cree
and I died three years before
I shot a man to steal his drink,
at least that&s what they hung me for
now I&m cursed to walk the earth
and challenge every night
a man to match me drink for drink
or by the bullet die&
&now wait a minute, mister,
no one makes me a fool&
I pushed the shot of whiskey
back on over towards the ghoul
&I love a drink like any man
but that&s a losin game
to drink or draw against the dead
would only be insane&
Stanton Cree tipped his hat
and laughed a wicked laugh
&you see, the lord cursed my soul
for killin that poor man
there ain&t no choice so you must try
to match me shot for shot
if you win, then you&ll go free
and I can finally rot&
the barhop nodded slowly
and I knew that I was screwed
if I chose to duel the dead
then I would surely lose
so I took the glass
and threw the shot into my throat
I would match him drink for drink,
no matter if I choked
whiskey, tequila, vodka, rum or gin
ain&t no man that I can&t beat,
be him live or dead
so into the morning
I matched him ounce for ounce
til Stanton Cree fell over
and a winner was announced
now he rests in his pine box
and I still walk the streets
but I don&t forget the night
when death had chosen me
there ain&t no fancy moral
to go with this I fear
unless you aim to kill a man
and drink down his last beer!
train to nowhere
I&m on a train to nowhere
I&m on a new road of life
I&m restless and I&m thirsty
hangin on the edge of a knife
cuz all my dreams are over
I see shadows on the moon
bad luck is blowin with the whistle
rollin on down to my doom
flowers don&t wither in the springtime
lord it seems so unreal
I found myself standin over
her body lyin so still
I&m on a train to nowhere
I&m on a new path to hell
I&m cold and I&m tired
listening to her spirit wail
cuz I&m a man lost to sorrow
ridin this rail without rest
love can be so lonely
when it&s all that you have left
under the phantom moon
the high hawk knows where the rabbit goes
and the buzzard marks the kill
but few there be with eyes to see
the tall men riding still
we hark in vain on the speeding train
for an echo of hoofbeat thunder
and the yellow wheat is a winding sheet
for cattle trails plowed under
hoofdust flies at the low moon's rise
and the bullbat's lonesome whir
is an echoed note from the longhorn throat,
a steer as it were
inch by inch, time draws the cinch,
till the saddles creak no more
and they the lords of the cattle hordes
shall tally a final score
oh the tall men riding
under the phantom moon
oh the tall men riding
hoofbeats like hammers of doom
this is the song that the night birds sing
as the phantom herds trail by
horn by horn where the long plains throw
flat miles to the sky
and this is the song that the night birds wail
where the Texas
plains lie wide
over the dust of a ghostly trail
where the phantom tall men ride
&Under the Phantom Moon& lyrics based on a traditional poem by Omar Barker (b.1894)
life after sundown
[narration]
it's life after sundown
in a mexican town
south of the border
when the sun goes down in the southern sky
then you know it's time for us to rise
when the sun goes down
you know we'll load all our rounds
and ride for the place that lives by the gun
cover yourself in black
no color in this world we know
cuz only money is gold and life is cheap
when we come to your town
like the resurrection of the dead
only the best will live to the end
it's life after sundown
in a mexican town
south of the border
SKELETON COWBOYS
skeleton cowboys
here we come with our eyes on fire
lookin for some souls to steal
tearin it up from the underground down
got you under our wheels
got a two-headed dog and a rattlesnake charm
nothin left to hold
midnight riders from way out west
stompin with our skulls and bones
eyes on fire
skeleton cowboys
here we come with our smokin guns
lookin for a shot in the dark
revin our engines with the drive in our guts
swoopin down to hit the mark
got a twisted grin like the joker's card
creepin like wolves to the kill
when you see us comin better open up
swallow our bitter pill
bones and skulls and bones and skulls hey
bones and skulls and bones and skulls hey
bones and skulls and bodies and blood yeah
bones and skulls and bones and skulls hey
here we go with our coffers full
takin all that we wanna take
crackin our whips with a dead man's hand
breakin all that we wanna break
sing our song with a fork in the tongue
never gonna let it go
so come with us if you wanna go down
no one really needs a soul
when the dogs howl at night
and the moon is full and bright
I feel like drinkin me some wine
down by the creek
where you find all the freaks
it's down to the hog trail tonight
bring yourself a girl
and an ice chest full of Pearl
we're sure to have a hell of a time
if you don't mind some mud
or perhaps a little blood
I think we're really gonna shine
darlin don't run away
just come back right here beside me
let's go down where the moon meets the lake
I know there's this really good place called the hog trail
let's make it a night
it ain't no good to fight
let's just drink some beer and have a good time
maybe if you're good
we'll make it back from these woods
when you see the sun start to rise
all these flies buzzin buzzin
buzzin all these flies
BURY THEM DEEP
when the sun goes down and darkness comes around
and we're ridin in from all points hellbound
there's only one thing that can keep the world in order
some of that honey of the earth
fruit of the agava
get set up
to knock down
cuz you know
that's how we stalk the night
in the morning you'll begin to feel it in every bone
like rigor mortis in a poor old zombie's soul
but right now we're comin onto high midnight
so come on killers let those f**kin shots fly
you feel it
in every bone
cuz you know
that's how we stalk the night
when the lights go out and all the bars close their doors
find your queen of the night and move it to the streets
drink the last drop, yeah baby swallow the worm
cuz life is short and by mornin we all burn
you take it
in every hole
cuz you know
that's how we stalk the night
blood on my hands
I got blood on my hands
from all the years that come and go
cleanin up the messes that I've made
I just keep on washin but it never goes away
the more I scrub the more it stays
I got a pint from Carol Ann
who left me for a friend
never saw it comin nor did she
the night I caught 'em in the sheets
of that ol' feather bed
lord did that scene get out of hand
so I took an eye for an eye
for what they did to me
don't pray for my soul
just give me soap
cuz you know it's a bitch comin clean
I got a quart from Laura Sue
who went and took me for a fool
but I sent her down to chainsaw school
first you fill 'er up
then you yank the cord and look out when the chain it starts to
I got the most from Katy Jo
who left me down and broke
after all the promises we pledged
but when it comes right down to it
love is just an axe
it cuts you through the heart
and leaves you dead
they say I need one more verse
one verse for this song
but I can't think of a single thing
I'd like to add
suffice to note
that there ain't no hope
when you're always in the red
chances are that now I'll be condemned
mexican moonshine
like a bullet shattered darkness
the southern witch appears
to fill my head with thirst
for the taste of just one tear
the heat of blazing eyes
burns my heart to coals
she&s got me where she wants me
one drink short of her soul
my eyes trace the contours
of the tattoos on her skin
that lead within the confines
of the glory born to men
night after night I follow
a slave to this thirst
I pray that she will heal me
as my face falls to the dirt
yo soy, yo soy
sangre de la luna
ella canta
listen to the song she sings
Mexican moonshine
I&m servin out my time
in this god forsaken place
she circles my shadow
but I never touch her face
still she holds me
in the web she has spun
painting all her colors
in my world devoid of sun
yo soy, yo soy
sangre de la luna
llor& al Diablo
whoa she sings
bury them deep
bury them deep that&s what I said
time to play your dead man&s hand
dealin bullets is like dealin cards
when it all comes down to a draw
wind in my face I feel the burn
dust drinks the blood of their tears
I say goodbye but it don&t mean much
when shots ring like hits of a drum
bury them deep that&s what I said
lay your body down on the sand
when it&s all said and done
it&s just a price I work to earn
it&s just a price I work to earn
hot sun glares down on the street
silence as deep as a Colorado
don&t care where you been or where you come from
it&s just my job to be done
wind in my face I love the burn
dust drinks the blood of their tears
I say goodbye but it don&t mean much
when shots ring like hits of a drum
bury them deep
and they won&t back haunt your soul like they do mine
this town crawls with beggers and thieves
come to bite the hand that feeds
revoluci&n
I woke up this morning opened up my eyes
decided to take hold of my life
it&s been so long since I&ve seen an early dawn
the sun is at my back and I&m alive
here I come like an angry bull
alive or dead I&m runnin for the red
viva (stand up)
revoluci&n (ya)
I shake my fists
I shake my fists at the sun
I got to my feet and started the day
I&m moving on and I ain&t looking back
cursed be those who try to hold me down
tears of love won&t make me stay
gotta face this change with an open-minded heart
don&t let it take us all too far south
I&ve come to fight there&s a new door up ahead
if it ain&t open I&ll kick it down
when I play my song you hear the music from my soul
round and round this mad world I go
sometimes in this life there&s only one choice to make
so join me now or get out of my way
texas bound
I was born in a west texas gundown
when the sun was sinkin low
my mother she gave me her life there
and my father had already left home
nothing in life it come easy
when you ain&t really got no one
but there&s no place I rather be now
than under the texas sun
buried down among the worms of the grave
I&ve been away too f**kin long
hit the border come 1am
drinkin beer and singin songs
whoa oh oh
I&m coming home
texas bound
put the pedal down
texas bound
it&s cold and lonely when you&re six feet down
it ain&t no way to spend the day
but now I&m back where I belong
back in the lone star state
walkin& through the desert (with a crow)
it was sunday mornin and I found myself alone
walkin through the desert with a crow
I took me a shovel and I dug myself a hole
walkin through the desert with a crow
at times I thought that I would die
but I left those days somewhere behind
there&s only so much a man can take
before he knows
he knows he&s gonna break
cuz a man&s gotta take what he can take
when he&s got one foot down in the grave
you never know where the road is gonna end
sometimes I think this bird
this bird&s my only friend
walkin through the desert with a crow
I murdered my past life and I covered up its bones
walkin through the desert with a crow
I gathered my possessions and I took out on the road
walkin through the desert with a crow
there&s been nights I drank myself to sleep
I lay my head on nails with bottles at my feet
when I awoke I thought I was free
but there he&d be
that bird that follows me
a man ain&t meant to be alone
with demons scratching at his soul
if I had wings I&d probably fly
if I had tears I know
I&d probably cry
LIVE FROM TEXAS!
legend of everett
in the flatlands of texas where the dust swirls like devils
there's a town with a curse where the river runs dry
they call it hallow's end on a faded map
and that's where it all began
they say he was a soldier turned preacher in a storm
the wind and rain beat down while anger took its form
at the back of the house where the fields grew of corn
they say he killed his sister whose son was stillborn
listen to the rattle that comes with the night
when you see the shadows fading you better pray for the light
listen to the crackle when the flames burn too long
everything you covet has a heavy price
so says the legend of everett
to cleanse himself of sin he turned to brimstone and fire
a confederate of angels overcome with desire
and people that knew him said that when he spoke of hell
you could almost see a sickening light inside his mortal shell
even his wife he burned in the living flesh
cuz a witches& tongue can rattle with things best left dead
so every night he prayed at a black and bottomless hole
where lucifer was cast on his one way trip below
paying a penance for the things that he'd done
cuz down the hole he cast the severed head of his own
[ see studio albums for lyrics to the live songs ]
GIVE 'EM MORE ROPE
fistful of demons
I was born without a face
on some forgotten halloween
in 13 rusty mason jars my mother buried me
in some old shack behind the woods
where no one ever goes
but a soul don't rest in the devil's arms
cuz no one really knows
I got a fistful of demons
I got some boots made of lead
the grave may cool my rotting bones
but it won't cure my head
I was horribly disfigured
a monster from a whore
the minute I saw life she up and slammed the door
cut me up in little pieces
thought I'd go away
but now I'm back you better believe
cuz hell has come to pay
in the dirty crawlspace underneath the house
you opened up your legs to squirt that demon out
the dog was lapping madly at the blood stain on the floor
dead and buried I was gone but now I'm back for more
I've got the frown of a satyr
the witnesses they say
a little boy who died down there but never went away
but you and I know better
now don't we mother dear?
how can a kid be frownin when he smiles from ear to ear?
dia de los muertos
way down south past a ghost town or two
where the crack of leather carries a tune
I met a girl and we danced in the moonlight
before the sunrise she was my bride
as marauders and bandits we rode through streets
laid to waste the corpse of our dreams
we haunted the cities and drank our delight
wherever we pleased we lay for the night
the summer moon destined to die
bonfires burnin bright
dia de los muertos
the autumn moon it came with a moan
parades of colors danced with the bones
her face grew pale where it was once gold
inside my madness she was so cold
I turned and rolled my eyes to the white
straight through the heart with a bowie knife
one second separates man and a beast
possession is so strong and I am so weak
the autumn moon rose in the sky
bonfires burnin bright
is she dead or is it me?
return of the living dead
when there's no more room down there in hell anymore
old man lucifer's gonna laugh and slam the door
leavin us to walk the earth when we die
make this place a living hell for those left alive
it don't make no difference either way
what do you think we're gonna save
it don't take no death to end your life
when you're born into the grave
return of the living dead
I stalk the dark and narrow path and that's for sure
between the legs of someone's ill-begotten whore
singin all my songs on this broken guitar
funeral procession from bar-room to bar
it don't make no difference either way
what do you think we're gonna save
it don't take no death to end your life
when you're born into the grave
it don't make no difference either way
what do you think we're gonna save
it don't take no death to end your life
when you're born into the grave
wicked man
shadows are long - sun fallin down
it must be an evil that&s brewin all around
thoughts on the bullet - eyes holdin still
seconds are hours tickin to the kill
you&re a wicked man
I shot the hell you down
you&re a wicked man
your blood is on the ground
you&re a wicked man
feel the powder burn
you&re a wicked man
but I&m the devil&s son
could you hear the sound - of the trigger&s toll
lead speedin thru the air just like a howlin dog
hear the widow&s song - gospel good as dead
by me there you lie a scarlet riverbed
smoke is finally clear - everyone&s a mess
now they start to realize just who I really am
silent - lonesome moan
you thought you were the man but you were f**kin wrong
I&m the devil&s son&
wait until dark
two bat wings
a raven's tongue
seven eyes of newt
three dead flies
a dirty skull
and one old leather boot
throw it in a boiling pot
and what have you got?
wait until dark
four rat tails
a reptile heart
a salted pair of lips
five old bones
a spider leg
you can't f**kin miss
bless it with a witch's hex
and what happens next?
your name's on the lips of my coven
we whisper things you desire
bathing our skin in the moonlight
in fame, fortune and fire
it's painful my love if you want it
like cats sing from the heat
be careful what it is that you wish for
it might not be what you dreamed
draggin' your bones
I sleep with one eye open
don't let no witchcraft bring me down
I move with the wind
keep my ear to the ground
confess my sins
from hell I will turn
pull my shades at night
and shield myself from the sun
shield myself from the sun yeah
I can feel it comin
draggin your bones around
I swore through my whiskey
that I would never be so blind
then you came for me
draggin all your skulls behind
like a vampire
you drank my blood
I know I'm doomed
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your eyes yeah
what haunted things lurk behind your eyes
you try to bleed me,
drain me, suck me dry
I sleep with one eye open
watch like a hound from hell
dead to the world outside
this time I cannot fail
there ain't no rest for me
with you on the creep
and let me rest in peace
rest in peace yeah
been drinkin all night my eyes are bloodshot
been losin my mind my head is sore
nothin else to do when you've done it all and lived to tell
been drinkin myself a sea of gold
shot after shot but it never grows old
join me if you wanna throw your liver right into the fire
(you can&t get the blood so don&t even try)
been diggin in the earth my hands are raw
I been makin love to another girl
tryin like hell to find myself an escape
I been playin guitar my fingers hurt
I've been smokin cigars now my lungs are burned
nasty habits keep the demons inside me down
been spending my time like dollars in g-strings
been burnin my bridges just to feel the heat
cross me once and I'll piss right on your grave
I'm a killer and all my blood runs cold
from texas down to mexico
gimme one more drink the sunrise is so far away
man with no name
it was in alexandria
that I took my first life
he had it out for me from the beginning
so I carried a knife
it was long and shiny like a silvery tooth
they say only dead men still tell the truth
trade your pistol for a coffin
and crows will dig your grave
they say I shot a man for nothin
and for you I'll do the same
cuz I'm the man with no name
I was in dallas
texas when I bought my first gun
around the time I left home and went on the run
they were hot on my heels by the time I turned twenty-five
I remember singin 'back in black' when I broke through that
now I travel the western worlds when the desert sun is high
with a belly full of iron and a double-barrel full of fire and
the trail of my cigarette marks the places I've been
I'm a man without a home the whisper of the wind
hang me high
it was cold late november
the witching hour near
the wind howled through the gallows tree
no one shed a tear
I felt the rope around my neck
a man the world forgot
I knew right then what I had to do
so I said goodbye to god
I slept in transylvania
walked with the undead
rode the night with jesse james
reveled in my sins
I hung with no signs of life
yet I still I lived
to hell with dyin with regrets
the grave it don't forgive
look to the west
cross my heart and die
remember who I am oh lord
when they hang me high
hang me high
there&s only one chance in this life
to do or die is all
a thousand ways I might go
one&s just as good as them all
I dredged up my heartbeat
stole one more breath
cut the rope around my throat
now I cheated death
dirty sanchez
better hide your women cuz he&s ridin into town
his hair is dark and his skin is saddle brown
he takes to a lady like a tiger by the tail
he commands the badlands and he kicks the dusty trail
he packs a 45 it&s long and lean and mean
he&s got the spit of snuff streamin from his teeth
you bet your bottom dollar he&s your backdoor man
they call him dirty sanchez if he knocks
don&t let him in
dirty sanchez
one day in monterrey
he met a butcher&s wife
she loved chorizo all loaded with spice
sanchez nodded once and he slipped into the back
like good ol& lizzy borden gave her 40 f**kin whacks
baby baby it&s your lucky day
he&ll work you over like an artist works with clay
his father was a painter his mother was a whore
he had an eye for art but he&s rotten to the core
some say a twisted picasso, a don juan he ain&t
but he always leaves his mark on his lover&s face
zorro used his sword for doing better deeds
he freed the poor people by carving out his z&s
not dirty sanchez
whipping post
in a shadow-black corner of the world
in a town far and remote
I gave my soul for a promise
now I'm damned to walk alone
her eyes were the work of an angel
her heart was the devil&s design
and our blood ran together
even angels can lie
back where I started this life
on the whipping post
in a faded word of a whisper
like a ghost by a lonely grave
she left me for the promise of another
now the blood is stained
her face was the work of an angel
her love was the devil&s design
and she fades forever
even devils can die
back where I started this life
carry the coffin
been out on the road so long that I begin to see
traces of the drifters that came before me
dogs without a home no chain no leash
bones of their masters in their starvin teeth
I&m a lost soul a travelin man
I play guitar in the devil&s band
I smoke and I drink what can I say
bury my sins in the old fashioned way
and I&ll carry the coffin
all the way
I&m haunted by ghosts that don&t let me go
like those come from pages of lovecraft and poe
my heart it cries for those that I&ve known
but I keep on movin the road is my home
I&m a lost soul a travelin man
I play guitar in the devil&s band
I smoke and I drink what can I say?
bury my sins the old fashioned way
the backs of my brothers I cover when I stand
don't trust a vamp she'll f*** you if she can
but I keep on movin it's the only way I know
up with the fire and on with the show
I&m a lost soul a travelin man
I play guitar in the devil&s band
I smoke and I drink what can I say?
bury my sins the old fashioned way
TALES FROM THE DEAD WEST
rotoriculous
mad machine spinnin worm in a wheel
soul in a black hole snake in a peel
rotating madhouse strobe on the wall
melting mirrors distorting the fall
rotoriculous spinner of death
shaken my head
and stolen my breath
rotoriculous spinner of life
you&re a mad machine
on a wicked wicked ride
rolling backwards on a serpent mile
millions of strangers caught in its guile
plead the fifth of insanity
sinister railway of mockery yeah
thrill junkie jive on a permanent fix
screams cut like razors to the quick
I told you before, you'll never escape
it&s a mad machine come and join the race
on a wicked wicked ride
killer in texas
I&m a cold-blooded killer
my soul is ripped and torn
got the black heart of texas
I&ve got the devil&s horns
cuz I&ve spent my life to bring you harm
drank your blood to keep me warm
moon was full when I was born
I&m comin home, it won&t be long
there&s a killer in texas
a killer in texas
there&s killer on the rails
I&m a hell raisin outlaw
out here stealin lives
killed a man for starin
by cuttin out his eyes
cuz I started life in evil&s hands
no way in hell I had a chance
you glorify the deeds I did
forgot about the soul I had to give
train keeps on rollin
my life is ever blowin
like dust across the lone star state
drink one more drink yeah
to wash down our sins
cuz nightfall has come and gone again
I&m a cold-blooded killer
I&m always on the run
just look at me mother
ain&t you proud of your son?
cuz I&ve spent my life to bring you harm
drank your blood to keep me warm
moon was full when I was born
I&m comin for you, it won&t be long
the burning
never did hear what you say
I don&t need it anyway
never could see what you saw
they wouldn&t suspect love at all
now I&m on fire and you&re on your way
like human candles lit to burn away
midnight rises and here we are
you scratch at my soul
but I&m so far gone
I don&t want no one
I don&t need no one
I take no lovers in my bad
I don&t want no one
I don&t need no one
the flames of fire burn down to the end
you may cry and you may beg
spit on the flame that's in my head
you may curse me I don&t care
I&ll show you paradise I swear
now I&m burning the cold you embrace
we always take more than we gave
like seas that eat their pieces of eight
open, swallow, lock you away
I am exploding
I am consumed
by the fire that I feel for you
like a ghost without fame or fortune
to love and to hold
to cherish to torture
belly up to the bar and give me shot of your best stuff
cuz this dust in my throat is turning to brick
make it some of that mexican mojo
that you&ve got hidden there down below
I can hear him callin
I can hear him beg
drink me like the water from this desert land
I don&t need no chaser
I don&t need no lime
just tip the glass and let that motherf***er fly
glass in one hand flesh in the other
queen of the night on the day of the dead
let&s raise the bottle and wager a boast
who gets to have this heavenly host
I look out across the bar&s hollow gut
rafters climb the walls like rib bones
sultry dancers move like cobras to the sounds of a skeleton
I can hear him whisper
I can hear him call
every poker player in this dirty hall
he&s the garden viper
he&s the mongrel&s teeth
hair of the dog baby is all you need
cards in one hand glass in the other
drink up tomorrow we might be dead
god&s little children howlin like ghosts
come to wet their grave-thirsty throats
remember the worm the promise he keeps
bullfighters die and women weep
break out the bottle and I&ll show you what I mean
sell your soul for smoke and a drink
place your little lips around the neck
swallow the worm baby I&m your man
midnight train
on a midnight train
gonna leave tonight
gonna roll right outta town
like a thunder blast
like a new year&s bash
gonna make a demon sound
on a violent urge
just watch me purge
all the track I&m wolfin down
I&m outta control
like the hot wind blow
hear me fire another round
well there ain&t shit you can do
when I steam-roll right over you
I&m huffin I&m puffin
I&m stoppin for nothin
you won&t stand in my way
I&m on a midnight train
I&m on a midnight train
I&m on a midnight train
my coal is black
my heart is tempered steel
gotta an iron lung
and some time to burn
with the motion of my wheels
movin down the rail
like a bat from hell
my wings are open wide
I&m a man possessed
locomotive breath
no stops tonight
gunslinger
it was a lonely day in hell that I met you
soul searching for the light of day
I heard a voice in the devil's darkness
I saw a grinnin bird of prey
you cleared your leather and the rain came down
they had it comin some would say
gunslinger - the red sky is fallin
gunslinger - the chains of your soul
gunslinger - we all meet our maker
you gunned those zombies down
her eyes were two twin silver dollar moons
they burned from heaven in your song
she blew away just like a dirge in the desert
you closed your eyes then she&s gone
you begged the shadows please release her
they just laughed and crawled away
you&ll drift eternal til you find her
the world has long since moved away
you filled the grave with two dark angels
for what they did they had to pay
death of jonah hex
a dusty hollow drifter was lyin in the bed
there was dirty water at your feet an angel at your head
there was devils on each side of you with bottles in their hands
the master of the double irons would no doubt soon be dead
it started with a dealer and a deck of fifty-one
lone star beer, cuervo gold, two killers and their guns
darkness was the witness it crept upon the town
you crossed some f**kin stranger with horns beneath his crown
no mortal could have beat you no fight you ever lost
but now they'll take you from this place and stick you in a box
at the death bed of jonah hex we'll kneel and say a prayer
as the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil&s in the
you remember that foul evenin when you heard the banshees moan
the lousy drunken bastards singin billy in the bowl
they took you up to midnight mass and left you with a lurch
you dropped a quarter on the plate and your blood it filled the
it must have been a bullet whose whose silver tip was honed
shoot right down into the heart and shatter every bone
at the death bed of jonah hex we'll kneel and say a prayer
as the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil&s in the
up at the gates of heaven your voice it became a shout
they wouldn't give you service so you kicked the f**kin windows
they shoved you back into the street they kicked you in the
sent you away to hell where they said you should remain
at the death bed of jonah hex we'll kneel and say a prayer
as the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil&s in the
running from the sun
she came without a kiss
blood stains upon her wrists
she said take me home
her dress fell to the floor
come close my virgin whore
take it slow
the darkness grows
I am the nameless
eternal pain prince
I am the day&s forgotten one
running from the sun
morning flame it burns in her
a price for love at every turn
I think I&m dead
now I take this dying bride
on eternal nightwing ride
away from life
I am the darkest
lover&s secret
I am the snake&s scarlet tongue
I am your prince of pain
soon I will be your everything
thrust you inside out
steal the words from in your mouth
in darkness we are one
hidden from the sun
where we listen to them wail
as I take you away from your yellow hell
running from the sun
BOOTS OF HELL
boots of hell
the snap of necks after nightfall
ropes are taut, the jury&s hung
&forgotten& is carved on their tombstones
there&s a new breed of outlaw in town
on four legs of fury we ride
our brand 666
in a flame of crimson glory
we have come
it&s a game of cancellation
gun down whatever&s in our way
our eyes are silver with bloodlust
our souls are dry like the dust
we are the nameless and thirsty
shameless, damned and corrupt
draw the blood from your daughters
drink til we are drunk
fire (burnin)
blazin (hell yeah)
the eyes of evil are upon you
fire (burnin)
blazin (hell yeah)
it&s time to lick the boots of hell
darkness follows behind us
cold as ice to the bone
this cowboy dressed in black leather
is drillin for new texas gold
our blood is poison tequila
meet the worm from hell
come inside this wicked circus
one more notch on my belt
fire (burnin)
blazin (hell yeah)
the eyes of evil are upon you
fire (blood red)
blazin (til the end)
the eyes of evil are upon you
fire (burnin)
faster (ya!)
the eyes of evil are upon you
fire (hellbent)
blazin (til the end)
it&s time to lick the boots of hell
the dive was alive
there were four on the floor by the time I arrived
she slithered up to me - up my spine
so I bought her a drink
and fed her a line
her hair was black as the night
she had long perfect legs and a gleam between her thighs
ten blood-red fingernails
so I followed the signs that said
&straight to hell&
I finally found my angel
yes I finally found the truth
that your soul is unforgiven
if you love what you do
so damned be salvation
when it looks as good as you
I&ll just have to pay the price
and dance with you
with dawn came the end of the night
and once more she came with a siren&s cry
then she was gone with her prize
too bad it seems my heart ain&t
as big as my eyes
killer in texas
I&m a cold-blooded killer
my soul is ripped and torn
got the black heart of texas
I&ve got the devil&s horns
cuz I&ve spent my life to bring you harm
drank your blood to keep me warm
moon was full when I was born
I&m comin home, it won&t be long
there&s a killer in texas
a killer in texas
there&s killer on the rails
I&m a hell raisin outlaw
out here stealin lives
killed a man for starin
I cut out his eyes
cuz I started life in evil&s hands
no way in hell I had a chance
you glorify the deeds I did
forgot about the soul I had to give
train keeps on rollin
my life is ever blowin
like dust across the lone star state
drink one more drink yeah
to wash down our sins
cuz nightfall has come and gone again
I&m a cold-blooded killer
I&m always on the run
just look at me mother
ain&t you proud of your son?
cuz I&ve spent my life to bring you harm
drank your blood to keep me warm
moon was full when I was born
I&m comin for you, it won&t be long
pale skin diva
I slipped into my skin and met her after midnight
her cleopatra eyes were givin me the chills
the beating heart of darkness curled up inside her
I thought I saw some blood on her lips yeah
pale skin diva
and like a raven spread her wings in crucifixion
opened her chamber door and slipped me inside
now we dig the sounds of groovy sex and leather
my hungry kitten, yeah, she likes to spill her milk, uh!
leather girl from hell
southern witch
it was nine o&clock and the pale eye of the moon was high
when I strapped on my gun and tried to forget the sun
I heard the daughter of darkness she called my name
let no man, good or evil, stand in my way
southern witch
you got the evil spell
you took my heart away and locked it up down in hell
southern witch
never let me go
what is this burnin pain I feel in my soul?
I find her waitin for me beneath the hot spanish sky
unveiled and perfect her skin like aztec gold
from lips of fire I hear the endless song she sings
satan&s western star has a hold on me
I heard mother mary warn me to stay away
the touch of holy water burns like acid rain
but nothin can save me from this fate
now that she&s shown me her deep dark secret place
exsequor inritus irritus
(fill this void)
cum mei carus dolor (with
my beloved's misery)
THE UNFORGOTTEN: RARE & UN-RELEASED
bury the hatchet
clock strikes 12, it&s after midnight
the stories of ghosts have all been told
some are real and some imagined
some have yet to ever leave the tomb
it&s time to wake the monster
shocked to life in the face of pain
when you gotta settle the score
repeat after me&
the heart is the best place to bury the hatchet
a lone dark house, it&s time for the haunting
through the concrete streets we roam
lust and greed are the food of hatred
blood is pumped with an urge to kill
you can&t shake the feelin
it&s gonna be your curtain call
when it&s live and let die
repeat after me&
the heart is the best place to bury the hatchet
your blood is boiling over
your brain has gone to overload
don&t let sleeping dogs lie
repeat after me&
the heart is the best place to bury the hatchet
the heart is the best place to bury the hatchet
killin's a bitch (and this bitch is killin' me)
in the midnight hour crimson flowers
wilt and hang their heads
but I remember when we loved
to drink the blood we bled
two sharp knives we pierced the flesh
and planted seeds inside
we schemed to take this crazy world
and skin it of its hide
love is pain and life is death
ironic so it goes
that blood and roses, wine and flesh
don't make the garden grow
killin's a bitch
and this bitch is killin me
remember back when we were young
how we killed without shame
nothin brings two lovers closer
than dishin out some pain
a murder here and a murder there
by poison, blade or hand
an endless honeymoon we spent
dancing with the dead
do you think for a second that you can get out now
squeeze through a loophole in our vows
while you scream that you still love me
and slide the knife into my back
or poison me to heart attack
all the skeletons in the closet
there's no way out when love has died
one corpse we cannot hide
in the midnight hour crimson flowers
wilt and hang their heads
I remember when we loved to drink the blood we bled
two sharp knives we pierced the flesh
now that love has died there's nowhere left to hide
life is pain and love is death
deadly as a kiss
legend of everett
in the flatlands of texas where the dust swirls like devils
there's a town with a curse where the river runs dry
they call it hallow's end on a faded map
and that's where it all began
they say he was a soldier turned preacher in a storm
the wind and rain beat down while anger took its form
at the back of the house where the fields grew of corn
they say he killed his sister whose son was stillborn
listen to the rattle that comes with the night
when you see the shadows fading you better pray for the light
listen to the crackle when the flames burn too long
everything you covet has a heavy price
so says the legend of everett
to cleanse himself of sin he turned to brimstone and fire
a confederate of angels overcome with desire
and people that knew him said that when he spoke of hell
you could almost see a sickening light inside his mortal shell
even his wife he burned in the living flesh
cuz a witches& tongue can rattle with things best left dead
so every night he prayed at a black and bottomless hole
where lucifer was cast on his one way trip below
paying a penance for the things that he'd done
cuz down the hole he cast the severed head of his own
boots of hell
the snap of necks after nightfall
ropes are taut, the jury&s hung
&forgotten& is carved on their tombstones
there&s a new breed of outlaw in town
on four legs of fury we ride
our brand 666
in a flame of crimson glory
we have come
it&s a game of cancellation
gun down whatever&s in our way
our eyes are silver with bloodlust
our souls are dry like the dust
we are the nameless and thirsty
shameless, damned and corrupt
draw the blood from your daughters
drink til we are drunk
fire (burnin)
blazin (hell yeah)
the eyes of evil are upon you
fire (burnin)
blazin (hell yeah)
it&s time to lick the boots of hell
darkness follows behind us
cold as ice to the bone
this cowboy dressed in black leather
is drillin for new texas gold
our blood is poison tequila
meet the worm from hell
come inside this wicked circus
one more notch on my belt
fire (burnin)
blazin (hell yeah)
the eyes of evil are upon you
fire (blood red)
blazin (til the end)
the eyes of evil are upon you
fire (burnin)
faster (ya!)
the eyes of evil are upon you
fire (hellbent)
blazin (til the end)
it&s time to lick the boots of hell
the dive was alive
there were four on the floor by the time I arrived
she slithered up to me - up my spine
so I bought her a drink
and fed her a line
her hair was black as the night
she had long perfect legs and a gleam between her thighs
ten blood-red fingernails
so I followed the signs that said
&straight to hell&
I finally found my angel
yes I finally found the truth
that your soul is unforgiven
if you love what you do
so damned be salvation
when it looks as good as you
I&ll just have to pay the price
and dance with you
with dawn came the end of the night
and once more she came with a siren&s cry
then she was gone with her prize
too bad it seems my heart ain&t
as big as my eyes
killer in texas
I&m a cold-blooded killer
my soul is ripped and torn
got the black heart of texas
I&ve got the devil&s horns
cuz I&ve spent my life to bring you harm
drank your blood to keep me warm
moon was full when I was born
I&m comin home, it won&t be long
there&s a killer in texas
a killer in texas
there&s killer on the rails
I&m a hell raisin outlaw
out here stealin lives
killed a man for starin
I cut out his eyes
cuz I started life in evil&s hands
no way in hell I had a chance
you glorify the deeds I did
forgot about the soul I had to give
train keeps on rollin
my life is ever blowin
like dust across the lone star state
drink one more drink yeah
to wash down our sins
cuz nightfall has come and gone again
I&m a cold-blooded killer
I&m always on the run
just look at me mother
ain&t you proud of your son?
cuz I&ve spent my life to bring you harm
drank your blood to keep me warm
moon was full when I was born
I&m comin for you, it won&t be long
pale skin diva
I slipped into my skin and met her after midnight
her cleopatra eyes were givin me the chills
the beating heart of darkness curled up inside her
I thought I saw some blood on her lips yeah
pale skin diva
and like a raven spread her wings in crucifixion
opened her chamber door and slipped me inside
now we dig the sounds of groovy sex and leather
my hungry kitten, yeah, she likes to spill her milk, uh!
leather girl from hell
southern witch
it was nine o&clock and the pale eye of the moon was high
when I strapped on my gun and tried to forget the sun
I heard the daughter of darkness she called my name
let no man, good or evil, stand in my way
southern witch
you got the evil spell
you took my heart away and locked it up down in hell
southern witch
never let me go
what is this burnin pain I feel in my soul?
I find her waitin for me beneath the hot spanish sky
unveiled and perfect her skin like aztec gold
from lips of fire I hear the endless song she sings
satan&s western star has a hold on me
I heard mother mary warn me to stay away
the touch of holy water burns like acid rain
but nothin can save me from this fate
now that she&s shown me her deep dark secret place
exsequor inritus irritus
(fill this void)
cum mei carus dolor (with
my beloved's misery)
ten seconds to blood
I need blood and the night is young
spend my life shootin holes
death for you will come and go
born in a bar on a friday night
they had to cut me loose with a butcher&s knife
spin the chamber click of death
smell of gasoline on my breath
I slip beside you in the dark
down your throat and thru your heart
baby baby I&m the hitman
pull my trigger cuz you the one
baby baby I&m the hitman
life runs red when I am done
baby baby I&m the hitman
pull my trigger cuz you the one
baby baby I&m the hitman
life runs red
ten seconds to blood
I walk the night no shame no sorrow
another day is another borrowed
I walk this soil to quench its thirst
with tears, blood, and bones of the earth
I dig for diamonds don&t need no mine
I drive the road don&t read no signs
and I might call myself the livin dead
but I never miss when I throw the lead
spend my life shootin holes
death for you will come and go
born in a bar on a friday night
they had to cut me loose with a butcher&s knife
death of jonah hex
a dusty hollow drifter was lyin in the bed
there was dirty water at your feet an angel at your head
there was devils on each side of you with bottles in their hands
the master of the double irons would no doubt soon be dead
it started with a dealer and a deck of fifty-one
lone star beer, cuervo gold, two killers and their guns
darkness was the witness it crept upon the town
you crossed some f**kin stranger with horns beneath his crown
no mortal could have beat you no fight you ever lost
but now they'll take you from this place and stick you in a box
at the death bed of jonah hex we'll kneel and say a prayer
as the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil&s in the
you remember that foul evenin when you heard the banshees moan
the lousy drunken bastards singin billy in the bowl
they took you up to midnight mass and left you with a lurch
you dropped a quarter on the plate and your blood it filled the
it must have been a bullet whose whose silver tip was honed
shoot right down into the heart and shatter every bone
at the death bed of jonah hex we'll kneel and say a prayer
as the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil&s in the
up at the gates of heaven your voice it became a shout
they wouldn't give you service so you kicked the f**kin windows
they shoved you back into the street they kicked you in the
sent you away to hell where they said you should remain
at the death bed of jonah hex we'll kneel and say a prayer
as the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil&s in the
skeleton cowboys
here we come with our eyes on fire
lookin for some souls to steal
tearin it up from the underground down
got you under our wheels
got a two-headed dog and a rattlesnake charm
nothin left to hold
midnight riders from way out west
stompin with our skulls and bones
eyes on fire
skeleton cowboys
here we come with our smokin guns
lookin for a shot in the dark
revin our engines with the drive in our guts
swoopin down to hit the mark
got a twisted grin like the joker's card
creepin like wolves to the kill
when you see us comin better open up
swallow our bitter pill
bones and skulls and bones and skulls hey
bones and skulls and bodies and blood yeah
here we go with our coffers full
takin all that we wanna take
crackin our whips with a dead man's hand
breakin all that we wanna break
sing our song with a fork in the tongue
never gonna let it go
so come with us if you wanna go down
no one really needs a soul
ballad of clarence heckles
this is the ballad of Clarence Heckles
he was laid to rest one fine day
a rich old man, never harmed nobody
he went to sleep and just slipped away
one august night when the moon grinned evil
two ol& boys came creepin round
they had themselves a mighty hunger
like the worms down in the ground
by the morning sun, they&d have them some blood
I&m gonna tell it to you straight
you better live it clean and watch what you eat
cuz hell is a steep price to pay
on and on by the light of a lantern
those two ghouls searched for the plot
all Clarence wanted was some peace and quiet
the least they could do was let him rot
by the morning sun, they&d feast on his blood
a man ain&t meant for no plate
so just live it clean and watch what you eat
cuz hell is a steep price to pay
hell is a steep price to pay
shovel by shovel down in the earth
sure as hell they dug ol& Clarence up
but when you got a taste for forbidden fruit
sooner or later you&re gonna lose
by the morning sun, they lost their own blood
don&t mess with another man&s grave
you better live it clean and watch what you eat
cuz hell is a steep price to pay
hell is a steep price to pay
when the dogs howl at night
and the moon is full and bright
I feel like drinkin me some wine
down by the creek
where you find all the freaks
it's down to the hog trail tonight
bring yourself a girl
and an ice chest full of Pearl
we're sure to have a hell of a time
if you don't mind some mud
or perhaps a little blood
I think we're really gonna shine
darlin don't run away
just come back right here beside me
let's go down where the moon meets the lake
I know there's this really good place called the hog trail
let's make it a night
it ain't no good to fight
let's just drink some beer and have a good time
maybe if you're good
we'll make it back from these woods
when you see the sun start to rise
all these flies buzzin buzzin
buzzin all these flies
wicked man
shadows are long - sun fallin down
it must be an evil that&s brewin all around
thoughts on the bullet - eyes holdin still
seconds are hours tickin to the kill
you&re a wicked man
I shot the hell you down
you&re a wicked man
your blood is on the ground
you&re a wicked man
feel the powder burn
you&re a wicked man
but I&m the devil&s son
could you hear the sound - of the trigger&s toll
lead speedin thru the air just like a howlin dog
hear the widow&s song - gospel good as dead
by me there you lie a scarlet riverbed
smoke is finally clear - everyone&s a mess
now they start to realize just who I really am
silent - lonesome moan
you thought you were the man but you were f**kin wrong
I&m the devil&s son&
fistful of demons
I was born without a face
on some forgotten halloween
in 13 rusty mason jars my mother buried me
in some old shack behind the woods
where no one ever goes
but a soul don't rest in the devil's arms
cuz no one really knows
I got a fistful of demons
I got some boots made of lead
the grave may cool my rotting bones
but it won't cure my head
I was horribly disfigured
a monster from a whore
the minute I saw life she up and slammed the door
cut me up in little pieces
thought I'd go away
but now I'm back you better believe
cuz hell has come to pay
in the dirty crawlspace underneath the house
you opened up your legs to squirt that demon out
the dog was lapping madly at the blood stain on the floor
dead and buried I was gone but now I'm back for more
I've got the frown of a satyr
the witnesses they say
a little boy who died down there but never went away
but you and I know better
now don't we mother dear?
how can a kid be frownin when he smiles from ear to ear?
gunslinger
it was a lonely day in hell that I met you
soul searching for the light of day
I heard a voice in the devil's darkness
I saw a grinnin bird of prey
you cleared your leather and the rain came down
they had it comin some would say
gunslinger - the red sky is fallin
gunslinger - the chains of your soul
gunslinger - we all meet our maker
you gunned those zombies down
her eyes were two twin silver dollar moons
they burned from heaven in your song
she blew away just like a dirge in the desert
you closed your eyes then she&s gone
you begged the shadows please release her
they just laughed and crawled away
you&ll drift eternal til you find her
the world has long since moved away
you filled the grave with two dark angels
for what they did they had to pay
revenge of dirty sanchez
well guess who's back in town
it ain't the boys Lizzy's talking about
it's dirty sanchez and you know his sign
they say he's back to reprise his role
like a gravedigger workin a new hole
diggin up dirt as the shovel goes deeper in
so put up the target and back on up
he'll hit the bull's-eye and make his mark
burnin down your ring of fire
blazin up that dusty trail
south of the border it ain't no sin
open the backdoor and let him in
let him in and he'll do his magic
you know his style is always to brag it
but not with a word not even a slip
he prefers a girl with a stiff upper lip
revenge of Montezuma came first
but Sanchez has another curse
you never know til you try it his way
don't let the fun go to waste
so put up the target and back on up
he'll hit your bull's-eye and make his mark
dirty sanchez
at night when the sun goes down
that's when he comes to your town
shootin his gun, he knows what he likes
cards in the front, liquor behind
who cares about the law
it's the ultimate booty call
he don't like the romance
he don't like the love
just gettin dirty down in the mud
between the west and the setting sun
blood is runnin' hot on the highway of life
gonna leave this whole damn world behind
follow that endless white line
restless feelin's awaken inside
whisper the names of our deepest darkest desires
like faceless guns for hire
when the promise of freedom calls
just remember you can't have it all
if you find you're under the gun...
between the west and the setting sun
son of the devil, a curse on this earth
a child of vengeance, all the pain and hurt
things took a turn for the worst
when the darkness begins to smother light
and the shadows they open their eyes
blood runs like highways our lives intertwine
even innocence is crushed, crushed by the night
if you find yourself all alone
in raging fires and lusts of the soul
baby, just don't let go
walk the night never see the day
the only true freedom awaits in the grave
there's nothing left to save
All lyrics by Count Lyle. &SpiderCrab Music (ASCAP)
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