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Board Up the Windows
02:03
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Board up the windows board up this whole town
developers are comin’ gonna turn your life around
and if you do not sell to them they’ll just burn it down
and buy it out from under you for pennies on the pound
gas can matchstick they take it all away
they might have well just took your life cause you wouldn’t take their pay
boom town ghost town, what’s in a name?
There’s no thing as good or bad when money’s to be made
there’s a fire down at the pet salon
poor folks are angry that the free clinic is gone
and the library’s been packed up
renovated moved along
off to greener pastures where it stays light ’til dawn
that boutique is burning and it smells like baby clothes
the polyester’s puddling in a pool on the floor
I tried to stop them but they’re going in for more
they’re all gonna get burned alive going back into that store
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Chicago
01:56
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Isn’t it a shame that this town is just the same as a yin and a yang with out the dots?
ain’t no signs at the border except for cleaner drinking water
stay in line and follow orders or you will get shot
keep your voices low but keep them mean
don’t you hang out in between
the sky is blue and the grass is green
remember what you’re not
Cul de sacs and railroad tracks seperate the white from black
high rise buildings filled with crack
filled with anger no attack
Highway 90 seperates so neither can collaborate
to finally form a great escape through violence or a better way
October’s finally come around
still the leaves have not turned brown
rain’s the only thing coming down
water to our necks going to drown
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3. |
The Hearse Driver
03:16
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I drive a hearse for a living I do,
hook up both horses to the yew
give my whip a crack bring the bodies on back
to the ground to their home in the earth
All day long I hear mourning and sobs
crying oh why was she unrightfully robbed
from us from our love bring her back from above
take her our of that cold wretched hole in the turf
Day after day this scene takes its toll
weighing down heavy upon my soul
for I know that time that death will be mine
and the hearse drive will look upon those that I know
But I cannot give in to this feeling of dread
I want to know by the time that I’m dead
that I’ve done all I want and I can make my bed
in the ground in my home in the earth
and won’t you plant flowers on top of my grave
and send down a flagon inscribed with my name
and dance round in circles to bid me on my way
to my home far away from this earth
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4. |
Miss Rosie
02:31
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Come along miss rosie it ain’t our time to die
though both the generals’ armies have blackened out the skies
through cotton fields and cannon fire in blood stained fields we try
to not be found by the army hounds drawing ever neigh
I give no damn about a man who is so far away
and why should it trouble my life whether he’s blue or grey
I must leave or I will die I wish that I could stay
I’ve worked this land so damn that man who is so far away
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5. |
Working Dream
03:51
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6. |
Giant Wars and Dinosaurs
02:10
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What kind of people start giant wars over the bodies of dead dinosaurs
that we liquefy and we put in our cars so we can drive to the grocery store
and buy all of those precious things that give baby jesus angel wings?
Your toilet paper’s dolphin safe
you’ve got beeswax on your face
all of your money has replaced
the need to curb your selfish waste
Where will you be when the world’s upturned
your money’s worthless now you’ve learned
we can’t eat it it will burn
and so to hell it shall return
Here we are a shelter dug into the earth
now we shall see who is last and who is first
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7. |
Hard Times
01:57
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Say it like a movie picture
sing it like a broadway play
just don’t say it like a TV commercial
baby I don’t want to feel that way
Scream it like a rock and roller
whisper like nobody knows
sell it like a five and dime store honey
the kind that doesn’t close
You were me baby
you called me boy
now you’re just a lady
and I find myself destroyed
Just like a movie picture
this story has an end
but just like a movie picture
I replay it in my head again and again yes in my head
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8. |
Movie Picture
02:42
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Say it like a movie picture
sing it like a broadway play
just don’t say it like a TV commercial
baby I don’t want to feel that way
Scream it like a rock and roller
whisper like nobody knows
sell it like a five and dime store honey
the kind that doesn’t close
You were me baby
you called me boy
now you’re just a lady
and I find myself destroyed
Just like a movie picture
this story has an end
but just like a movie picture
I replay it in my head again and again yes in my head
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Two Flags
02:47
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He raised to flags every morning
stars and stripes and the maple jack
one for him and one for his wife and after the heart attack
he still walked out and down the hill and gave that cord a tug
stars and stripes for his country a maple leaf for the one he loved
and she’s a strong minded woman
Canadian pioneer stock
he was a city boy who loved his toys
and they spent their summers by the ferry dock in Wisconsin
and it reminds her of home where humming birds feed
and blue jays scree just like Ontario
And the years rolled on pushed along
by that cruel old master time
she held him close and loved him dear as he slowly lost his mind
and he passed on in chicago illinois
she was again a nineteen year old country girl in love with a city boy
and he still sleeps beside her, it’s strange but it feels the same,
when she stops breathing in her sleep she swears he calls her name
and those two flags still fly every morning, sure as the rising sun
a maple leaf for her country stars and stripes for the one she loves
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Tired Ghostly Town
04:29
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There’s been an accident something that this town will never forget
there is fire on the harbor and blood on the ground
the foundry blew up on the dark side of town
this town already burnt down along time ago
the tar ran like water and the ash fell like snow
now the rust line on the shore line just goes to show
it’s rotting out from the inside
a cancerously crippled giant waiting to die
and it follows you, follows you, follows you round
try not you can’t shake this tired ghostly town
Do you remember those rail road woods
that played secret hideout for the whole neighborhood?
and the times that we had there were just so damn good
could they’ve really happened at all?
Like a drunk to the bottle like a moth to the flame
like a widow to weep, like a gambler to game
I am drawn back here again and again
I cannot rest til I lie
once again by that dying giant’s side
and it follows me, follows me, follows me round
try not I can’t shake this tired ghostly town
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