1. |
Already Gone
04:37
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I've been up, I've been blue
I've been cut, I've been bruised
I had you, and then I did you so wrong
I ran right back, and you were already gone
Got my special place in hell
Down so low, the pictures hang themselves
We're going down the white line,
Do you want to ride it too?
That's alright,
The devil's gonna be here soon
I get high, I get down
And I've tried, all over town
To find someone new
What the hell have I done?
I ran right back, and you were already gone
Got my soul, second hand
Had Roseannas, Adriennes
I'm going back west baby
Don't have a chance in hell with you
That's alright,
The devil's gonna be here soon
You gave me all you could take
i was your Dick, honey, you were my Jane
Now I'm sinking down, it's dark before the dawn
I ran right back, and you were already gone
Got my special place in hell
Down so low, the pictures hangthemselves
We're going down the white light
Do you want to ride it too?
That's alright,
The devil's gonna be here soon
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2. |
66th and Crimson
04:48
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My earliest memory is drowning
My brother trying to hold me back down
I wonder if he'll ever get to heaven
I'll bet Abel doesn't want his ass around
I got 666 on my hip babe,
I ain't worried if there's hell below
Cus if there is, then we should all go together
And you know that we're all gonna go
(Chorus)
I made a living
I made a killing
I put my red right hand
To the ground
Oh, In the morning,
She'll meet me in the morning
At 66th and Crimson downtown
I grew up next to a whorehouse
Across the street from a catholic church
My new girl lives on Dante street
Her ex couldn't keep me off of her
I've heard every hard luck story
At least a hundred times or more
So if you want a taste of madness, you'll have to wait in line
Leave your voice of reason crawling 'cross the floor
(Chorus)
I made a living
I made a killing
I put my red right hand
To the ground
Oh, In the morning,
She'll meet me in the morning
At 66th and Crimson downtown
My first love was a girl named Dorothy
She had money and she'd get us hotels
She calls me when she's drunk and can't remember
Baby, nobody can save us but ourselves
Well I believe that people can change
But they mostly only change for the worse
The closer to the bone, the sweeter is the meat
And you can really taste the difference when it hurts
(Chorus)
I made a living
I made a killing
I put my red right hand
To the ground
Oh, In the morning,
She'll meet me in the morning
At 66th and Crimson downtown
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3. |
Death Goldbloom
06:44
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Ain't done anybody wrong
Tell me what's been done
I ain't ever shot nobody
Don't even carry a gun
When you ain't got nobody
Anyone looks nice
It ain't take nothing much
To make you stop and look twice
I've been waiting so long
Was born to lose my mind
Bear this in mind,
A true friend is hard to find
Everybody wants a heaven
Nobody wants to die
Swallow me down
With the love that you hide
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4. |
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Satisfaction, satisfaction,
Hell with satisfied
10 men to the graveyard,
Only 9 come back inside
And I'm slipping, yeah I'm slipping
Falling down from grace,
In the morning the cold wind blows
And the gallows groan my name
I hear the hangman coming,
I see my hangman coming
Put your arms around me babe
And I'm running, yeah I'm running
Running out of time
Down here where the sun don't come,
Gonna rain in my time of dying
I can see her, I can see her
When I close my eyes
Taking me to the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I hear the hangman coming,
I see my hangman coming
Put your arms around me babe
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5. |
Have Mercy on Me
04:03
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I'm the branch she grabs
Before she hits the ground
And she's sinking,
Now that I ain't around
And baby,
Have mercy on me
I'm healing
I ain't the same person I once knew
I don't feel anything
If you love me like you do,
Then I'm begging you baby,
Have Mercy on me
I'm begging you baby,
Have mercy on me
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6. |
Tokyo Rose
05:56
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There's a blind whore
in Tiananmon Square
Gotta hand it to her,
She really don't care
Get her to play
Five on one with my head
And turn my morning wood
Into breakfast in bed
Lord believe me,
Think I found me a friend
Receive me,
I'll be seeing you again
Found me a friend
She had a dream
That she was a star
She used to be my girl
She ain't getting far
Thought being white
Would give me a chance
I've held down a job alright
But I can't fucking dance
Lord believe me,
Think I found me a friend,
Receive me,
I'll be seeing you again
Found me a friend
Don't know where
Where I'm going
Don't know where
Where I've been
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