1. |
Holy Man
03:29
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Mr. Holy Man
I came a cross a sadhu in Kathmandhu,
Said “Hey Mr. Sadhu, how do you do?”
Where do you sit and where do you stay?
Up on the mountaintop and far away.
Hey Mr. Holy Man Holy Holy Holy Man
Hey Mr. Holy Man
I came across a hippie on Koh Pang Ghan,
Said “Hey Mr. Hippie, don’t be puttin’ me on.”
Where do you dance and what do you seek?
Over by the ocean on that endless beach.
Hey Mr. Holy Man Holy Holy Holy Man
Hey Mr. Holy Man
I saw her hoopin’ under the moon,
Said “Hey Sister Twirl, you're makin’ me swoon.”
Where do you sleep and where do you lay?
On a bed of flowers near a tie-dyed bay.
Hey Mr. Holy Man Holy Holy Holy Man
Hey Mr. Holy Man
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2. |
Busted And Wasted
03:14
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Busted And Wasted
Twisted Tangled
Threatened Blind
Wordlessly Howling
So Hard to be kind
Busted and Wasted Wasted and Busted
Stuck: A Downturn
Adrift: A Gale
Lost: A Moonstone
Expected to fail
Busted and Wasted Wasted and Busted (4x)
Known Crazy
The next one in line
Piece Puzzle
Statistic of crime
Candy apple: At midnight
Breath: A moth
Dung heap: For dunces
Chinese lilac laced broth
Femur Us
Collarbone Glue
Ulna Uvula
Spokes trued askew
Known Crazy
The next one in line
Piece Puzzle
Statistic of crime
Busted and Wasted Wasted and Busted
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3. |
Layin' Low
04:11
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Layin' Low
A Rastafarian viper,
He told me where to go
I was shootin’ dice down Kingston way
Layin’ low in Mon-ti-go
Drinkin’ rum out of co-co-nuts
Tryin’ to dance that voodoo out
If you wanna go to Mama’s Place
Take the path up to the right
If you wanna go to Mama’s Place
Take the path up to the right
See the Big Man on the hill
You know he’s gonna treat you nice
See the Big Man on the hill
You know he’s gonna treat you nice
A Rastafarian viper,
He’s told me who to know
I was playin’ cards down Freetown way
Layin’ low in Mon-ti-go
Drinkin’ rum out of coco-nuts
Tryin’ to dance that voodoo out
When I get on up to Mama’s Place
Gonna stir that big stew pot
When I get on up to Mama’s Place
Gonna stir that big stew pot
Tell the Big Man on the hill
A little voodoo makes the night feel hot
Tell the Big Man on the hill
A little voodoo makes the night feel hot
A little voodoo makes the night feel hot
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4. |
Burst Open (Dance)
04:15
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Burst Open (Dance)
Fly and ride sister trip,
Surf on the crest of the wave wall
Shoot down a hundred thousand miles an hour glide
Moan through the disembodied mourning of self-expression
Concealment.
Burst open: a morning-gold explosion of multi-colored sparks
Rays prismatic
Chromatic swoop of wings
Slow to a grind
Halt and pant on the floor.
Sweat dripping to your feet spin-
Swoon into the dharma blues again.
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5. |
Bomb Drop
04:57
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Bomb Drop
Hey…There's a war goin' on.
I tell ya' there's a war goin' on.
When alone is alone and always alone.
When the home you call a home is never a home.
When the bombs drop like stones on bombs dropped before.
And you grow up and you grow up and all you know is war.
Bad guys strollin' with big guns and big tongues,
Bad guys rolling with big guns and victims,
Bad guys rolling with big guns and big tongues
Hey…There's a war goin' on!
To say that we were terrified would be along the lines of a mis-under statement.
To say we never cared would be along the lines of a late payment.
Yeah, I’d put a little slide behind that one.
I tell ya' there's a war goin' on.
When alone is alone and always alone.
When the home you call a home is never a home.
When the bombs drop like stones on bombs dropped before.
And you grow up and you grow up and all you know is war.
Bad guys strollin' with big guns and big tongues,
Bad guys rolling with big guns and victims,
Bad guys rolling with big guns and big tongues
I tell ya' there's a war goin' on.
You'd better fold if you're scared.
To say that we were terrified would be along the lines of a mis-under statement.
Or maybe you raise if you trust.
Yeah, I’d put a little slide behind that one.
You'd better fold if you're scared,
Or raise if you trust.
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6. |
A Moment Blessed
03:30
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A Moment Blessed
Now morning light softly glows
Upon the pillow and your face
In sleep you seem to be with me
When we were still, in some forgotten space
Where we once walked and sat awhile
At the break of that sea wall
And we tuned our ears to each others' sighs
And opened hearts to throbbing waves
Do not open your eyes
I beg, do not wake
A moment longer is all I ask
All I ask is for a moment blessed
But soon the bells of day will ring
The first or last no one can tell
Fortune or ill they must bring
For advance of time can not be quelled
Do not open your eyes
I beg, do not wake
A moment longer is all I ask
All I ask is for a moment blessed
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7. |
I Tasted The Grapes
04:14
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I Tasted The Grapes
I tasted the grapes upon which
she trod
She trod and trod and then
stepped free
Free she stepped and smiled
at me
I tasted the grapes I tasted
the grapes
I traced the path where down
she fled
She fled and fled and then
fell down
Down she fell and rose
no more
I traced her path I traced
her path
I chased the boat aboard which
she sailed
She sailed and sailed and then
sunk down
Down she sunk and pointed
at me
I chased her boat I chased
her boat
I saw the waves upon which
she danced
She danced and danced and then
rose up
Up she rose and danced
no more
I saw the waves I saw
the waves
I heard the wind through which
she sang
She sang and sang and then
grew silent
Silent she grew and closed
her eyes
I heard the wind I heard
the wind
I carried her body up to
the pyre
I lifted and carried but she
laid still
Still she laid so I lit
the fire
I carried her body I carry
her still
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8. |
Bury Me Deep
03:29
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Bury Me Deep
Bury me deep with my boots to the sky
So that daisy’s can grow from my feet, nice and high
Gather a bunch and take them to her
I could never abide
(To grow roots)
I’ll see you down
‘Neath that willow tree
Where the breezes
Still blows free
I’ll see you up,
Up on the hill
Where the breezes
Blow softly still
Carry me out in a rusted red Ford
A pine box is all that I need
Make sure my grave is dug deep and dug wide
I could never abide
(To grow roots)
I sid to her,
My heart is true
I said to her,
There’s no one but you
She said my name
And a tear drop fell
And then we heard
That train’s lonesome bell
Bury me in a hole a thousand miles wide
Rivers will flow like the tears out my eyes
Gather a jar full and take it to her
I could never abide
(To grow roots)
She is the one
In the settin' sun.
She makes me feel
Like a shiny new gun.
And no one else,
Can she replace.
Everywhere I look
I see her face.
Bury me deep more than six full feet
Our love was too much to bear.
I won’t forget though I turn to dust
I could never abide
(To grow roots)
(To take off these boots)
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9. |
Shakin' Her Hips
03:42
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Shakin' Her Hips
Suzy went to Sturgis to hear the Harley’s roll
She powdered her nose both inside and out with some pure Colombian snow
She could kick-start a Harley just by shakin’ her hips
She could make a grown man cry
You’d better get in line now boys
She could blow your freakin’ mind!
Tammy went to Tampa to soak up the Florida sun
She strolled down to the beach boys decided to have some fun
She could suck salt from seas just by lickin her lips
She could make a grown man cry
You’d better get in line now boys
She could blow your freakin’ mind!
Violet went to Vegas to have some hold ‘em fun
She started catching bullets boys decided to make the river run
She could make a gut shot straight just by clicking her chips
She could make a grown man cry
You’d better get in line now boys
She could blow your freakin’ mind!
Nicki went to NASA to see the rockets fly
She went up to the launching pad and gave the moon the eye
She could suck you out of orbit just by shakin’ her hips
She could make a grown man cry
You’d better get in line now boys
She could blow your freakin’ mind!
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10. |
Dawn's Lace
05:51
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Dawn's Lace
I.
I have held you in the morning
Summer dew and white lace dawning
I have held you in the starlight
Sweetly caressed by June's first moon bright
I have laid you within my heart
Tiny fingers rolling in the green grass
I have whispered your name a thousand times
Sworn to search if we should part
Be with me in light and darkness
Speak to me with words of hope
Turn away from woe and sorrow
For we can face every tomorrow
She comes to me erose and violet
Snowblind trails and winter lilacs
She brings with her a love that shines
Like morning icedrops on the pines
She comes to me a wind of needles
Silver shear ripples trace each footfall
She lights a candle at my bedside
Flesh glow flicker glow golden glow
Speak to me with lover's sighs
Speak to me with hoarfrost eyes
Speak to me through endless silence
Speak to me above the violence
II.
And won’t somebody pick up that phone before my head begins to crack on the dirt on the rug knocked over by the cactus when I turned up the amp and the drummer just got in and the couch had to be moved.
And won’t somebody pick up that phone because the service industry is on the line and the way they call these days is by using the London telephone exchange.
III.
She comes within the way she comes
she comes and walks away
Within each stride hummingbirds bloom
Within each bloom babies breath flutters
I.
I have held you in the morning
Summer dew and white lace dawning
I have held you in the starlight
Sweetly caressed by June's first moon bright
I have laid you in my heart
Tiny fingers rolling in the green grass
I have whispered your name a thousand times
Sworn to search if we should part
Be with me in light and darkness
Speak to me with words of hope
Turn away from woe and sorrow
For we can face every tomorrow
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11. |
Sugar Kane
03:44
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Sugar Kane
My Suga’ Kane,
She tastes so sweet.
She’s got that flavor boys,
It can’t be beat.
My Suga’ Kane,
She tastes so sticky sweet.
I’d like to kiss her all the way,
From her head on down to her feet.
Can’t find that candy,
In any corner candy store.
That type candy,
Makes you beg,
And plead for more.
Can’t find that candy,
In any corner candy store.
Yeah she's an all-American girl,
She's a ‘69 hemi got 4 on the floor.
Blackstrap molasses and honey and sweet cream.
Hot fudge sundae, she looked about 18.
And when I saw her that first time.
All I could was lay back my head and scream:
“Hey slow down sister this ain’t no race,
C’mon and sprinkle that sugar all over the place.”
So I asked my baby,
“Does it feel all right?”
She said yeah Sugar,
“It’s feelin’ so nice.”
I asked my baby,
“Does it feel all right?”
We did it once, did it twice.
Yeah, we did it all night!
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The Lonesome Ride Home From The Gold
That lonesome ride home from the gold is like:
A deuce creased from years of losing
Prairie howlers don’t dare come close to town
Low in the Badlands tracking
Hunting Black Hills raccoon for trade
Will I ever see that main street parade?
Will I ever see the bread that she made?
Will I ever feel her whole body shake?
If I come home empty handed?
When I left for Whiskey Diggins up in Sierra,
How was I to know that the gold was all out?
Within three months I was begging for a job driving cattle.
After six months my only companion was doubt.
The days find me knee deep in mud and ice water.
The nights find me curled up asleep all alone.
I thought I had a nugget once I even shouted Eureka!
I thought I heard your voice once but it was just the wind’s moan.
The lonesome ride home from the gold is like:
A Rockies pass in late September
A lost life too far gone to remember
High beneath the cliff face
Lighting a torch in a kettle full of coyotes
Will I ever see that main street parade?
Will I ever taste the bread that you made?
Will I ever feel your whole body shake?
If I come home empty handed?
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13. |
The Ticking Of The Earth
05:03
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The Ticking Of The Earth
They say we’ve arrived
But we don’t know where
It’s like déjà vu and hey
What are you worth?
They say have a seat
You seem a bit beat
Well, I can hear the ticking of the earth.
Tick Tock
There’s something ticking in the ground
There’s something ticking in the ground
Theres something tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock ticking in the ground
Well the polar caps are melting
And the glaciers moving back.
In my daydream silent sunbeam
In my nighmare, nature’s cracked.
And the desert’s blooming gunpowder
The seas are choked with oil.
In my daydream silent sunbeam
In my nightmare, blood and soil.
They say we’ve arrived
But we don’t know when
It’s a horse a’piece
And pit bulls from birth.
They say have a seat
You seem a bit beat
Well I can hear the ticking of the earth
Tick Tock
There’s something ticking in the ground
There’s something ticking in the ground
Theres something tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock ticking in the ground
Well the polar caps are melting
And the glaciers moving back.
In my daydream silent sunbeam
In my nighmare, nature’s cracked.
And the desert’s blooming gunpowder
The seas are choked with oil.
In my daydream silent sunbeam
In my nightmare, blood and soil.
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Venice Gas House Trolley is the sound of a new creative generation that believes imagination is liberation. The band is jammy, jazzy, funky, and tribal with spoken word poetry and heavy grooves. VGHT's music is packed with psychedelic soundscapes and boundary exploring arrangements while still providing enough hooks and thick grooves to keep audience's heads bobbing and feet moving. ... more
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