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Indiana Line (Album Mix)
04:13
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Leaden slate gray clouds stack up over the the horizon line
A thin chalk like line of white smoke
Rises from the long black tiparillo shaped chimney
Of a Midwestern meth factory
Deciding just how far we go
Echoes on the Red Velvet Radio
Sickle Moon Indiana line
Pushing 18 wheels and i'm doing fine
37 tons double yellow line
I'm gonna see my baby tonite
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knocking
She said I, well I love you
Sword swallower, Apocalypse
Tarantella on a rail yard switch
There's a lonely tree in a cornfield fire
Skeleton twisting on one thin wire
A red heart burn in those cavernous eyes
I'm gonna see my baby tonite
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knocking
She said I, well I love you
Rust red river runs up your thigh
Corn doll baby on a gravel pile
Stockyard pond with an icy crust
Coyote stands in the blowing dust
Broken Chevy turns it will never start
My baby cries open up your heart
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knocking
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knock
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knocking
She said I, I, I, well I love you
Can you hear me knock
Broken down barn and a rusty shed
Two skeletons lie on a dusty bed
Ribcage heart is a burning red
My baby's love is a never dead
She said I, well I love you
knocking
She said I, I, I, well I love
Can you hear me knocking
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knock
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knocking
She said I, I, I, well I love you
Can you hear me knock
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knocking
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me knock
She said I, well I love you
Can you hear me you
Can you hear me knock
That's what I'm talking about
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2. |
54 (Album Mix)
04:50
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Do you hear the call of the Underground
It's a crooked little Finger beckoning Down
There's a party going on with purple lights
You can come any time you like
It's goin' on all night
Three times Three times Three times Two
A sparkly dress and a hole in your shoe
Three times three times three times Two
Come on over we're looking for you
You can take the train or park and get towed
Just a little little little bit past
The fork in the road
Drop your penny in the rippling pool
The Fare is the same for Wizards and Fools
Stumble downstairs creak open the Door
Fifty four Fifty four Fifty four, Fifty Four
Do you hear the call of the Underground
Just over that bridge on the Edge of Town
There's a Gorgon at the Door with a whiskey glass
Pet every serpent on her head
If you want to pass
Seven Guitar Legends buried under the floor
Wailing on the whammy you can hear them roar
The Devil herself has come to even the score
Rattle every bone in your cup
If you want some more
Drop your penny in the rippling pool
The Fare is the same for Wizards and Fools
Stumble downstairs creak open the Door
Fifty four Fifty four Fifty four, Fifty Four
Nine times Six is Fifty Four
Nine times Six is Fifty Four
Nine times Six is Fifty Four
Nine times Six is Fifty Four
Nine times Six Six Six, is Fifty Four
Nine times Six is Fifty Four
Nine times Six is Fifty Four
Nine times Six is Fifty Four
Nine times Six is Fifty Four
Nine times Six Six Six, is Fifty Four
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It's okay, I spilled a bottle of ink
A bottle of ink
A bottle of ink
It's okay, I spilled a bottle of ink
And it went all over the table
So I went downstairs to the studio sink
The studio sink
The studio sink
I went downstairs to the studio sink
And got a rag to clean what I'm able
Now my hands are blue
My heart is too
Try to salvage what you can of your metal
Hold it all down with a rivet or two
Going forward just try to be gentle
Try to be gentle
Try to be gentle
Going forward just try to be gentle
You won't get it all but you may keep a few
Keep a few of the copper flowers
Copper flowers
Copper flowers
Keep a few of the copper flowers
Dug from the land and sold out in plain view
All the things we need
The fools we breed
Floating out away across the open sea
Heavy metals on the water sinking beneath
It's so strange that we barely produce
We barely produce
We barely produce
It's so strange that we barely produce
In this lush and talented nation
All the tools we need
The flowers and the weeds
Floating out away across the open sea
Copper Flowers in the distance, sinking beneath
Copper Flowers on the water, lost in the weeds
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4. |
Cadillac (Album Mix)
03:33
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Big black Cadillac
What you got in your other sack
Lay it on the table tonight
Hope everything
Gonna be alright
Stagger down
To Kingfish Row
Knocking on the Thirteenth Door
Listen up when the door knock back
You jump right into that Cadillac
Big boat on the river tonight
Lookin over you can see the lights
People dancing and the food's so fine
Are you ready to cross that line
Standing on the bridge at night
The whole city was lit up bright
When I saw what they had to pay
I let that boat just slip away
Big black Cadillac
What you got in your other sack
Lay it on the table tonight
Hope everything
Gonna be alright
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5. |
The Ride of Our Lives
04:43
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I treat the future like it's grand
And still enormous in my hand
I have some favorite words
I don't know what you've heard
But time disintegrates
Despite our plans
With no exceptions
No expansion
It's just perception we can
Fan like summer's breeze
Please join me please
Recent construction was a breeze
There was a wall that's gone to pieces slowly
It's not exactly what we think
It's not the clock that changes
Just our only mind
We're left behind
So many things are torn and blind
It may be time
To sign up for the ride
The ride of our lives
The ride of our lives
The ride of our lives
The ride of our lives
The ride of our lives
The ride of our lives
The ride of our lives
The ride of our lives
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6. |
Iron Bottom Sound
03:51
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Somebody get a bucket This thing is full of juice
We got to get it out Before that shaft comes loose
Vibration in the alley Is a rumble at the core
No time to throttle back but she won't take much more
A Midnight Run Across Iron Bottom Sound
Looking for the smoke Is anyone around
A Midnight Run Across Iron Bottom Sound
Looking for the smoke Is anyone around
Anyone around
Downstairs at the club You can smell the wet concrete
The porcelain is busted Something spatters at your feet
You don't come here for the bouquet
You don't come here for the rounds
You want to hear the Girl who play That Iron Bottom Sound
A Midnight Run Across Iron Bottom Sound
When you hear that Rumble You know they coming 'round
A Midnight Run Across Iron Bottom Sound
When you hear that Rumble You know they coming 'round
They coming 'round
Now Ilene has got the gearshift Shelley grabs the clutch
Petra's in the back seat She ain't doing much
Until they turn the corner and that Bridge it comes around
Then the rim shots ring out across Iron Bottom Sound
A Midnight Run Across Iron Bottom Sound
When you hear that Rumble You know they coming 'round
A Midnight Run Across Iron Bottom Sound
When you hear that Rumble You know they coming 'round
They coming 'round
They don't make it like they used to This ain't the good old days
Now they blow the roof off cause everybody plays
Come on for that run Across Iron Bottom Sound
You going to have some Big Fun when you roll into this Town
A Midnight Run Across Iron Bottom Sound
You going to have some Big Fun when you roll into this Town
A Midnight Run Across Iron Bottom Sound
You going to have some Big Fun when you roll into this Town
You going to have some Big Fun
You going to have some Big Fun
You going to have some Big Fun
Huh
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7. |
Long Ride (Album Mix)
05:44
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We didn't see them
Coming thru the forest
We were glowing green
We didn't hear them
From their hover raptors
They could pin their beam
I'm dreaming of a greener time
A safer canyon on the other side
Pack up the horses, leave nothing behind
Let them head for water
Cuz it's a long ride
We couldn't smell them
In their body armor
They were like Machines
We could tell that
There was self-destruction
In their very being
If you meet them
Turn yourself to vapor
And just let them pass
As you leave them
All their sweet precision
Will run out of gas
I'm dreaming of a greener time
A safer harbor on the other side
Pack up the horses, leave nothing behind
Let them head for water
Cuz it's a long ride
Come and sit behind me it's a long ride
Pray they never blind me on the long ride
Your love will remind me it's a long ride
One day you will find me
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8. |
Wrong Devil (Album Mix)
04:51
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Want the money from the Teller
All the chips in the pile
Want that skinny Waitress to
Give you a Smile
But you got the wrong Devil
Grab on to that tail
You got the wrong Devil
Hold on to that tail
Want your long lost Brother
Busted out of jail
Finally wanna see that
Fat check in the mail
You got the wrong Devil
Grab on to that tail
You got the wrong Devil
Hold on to that tail
You got the wrong Devil
Even if you say Please
Keep dragging him down
Til he fall to his knees
Push on down the well
Til you quenching his Fire
Still ain't gonna give you
What your heart desire
You got the wrong Devil
Grab on to that tail
You got the wrong Devil
Hold on to that tail
You got the wrong Devil
Grab on to tail
You got the wrong Devil
hold on to that tail
How you gonna let go
when they don' wish you well
How you gonna let go
I wish i could tell
You got the wrong Devil
Grab on to that tail
You got the wrong Devil
Hold on to that tail
You got the wrong Devil
You got the wrong Devil
You got the wrong Devil
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Step into the Doom Buggy
Well the world's on fire are you staying alive
The world's on fire don't you just wanna drive
Put the Hammer Down, it's the Genuine Article
Puffin' up the road I can see you shedding particles
Why's it gotta be a hashtag? Now we playing catch up
Could have had this in the bag Pull your Lucky mask up
Step into the Doom Buggy
Well the world's on fire are you staying alive
The world's on fire don't you just wanna drive
Pull your mask up It's getting kinda Dusty
We ride the Skeleton Dune Ain't you gonna trust me
Pick up your wrenches
There's no heading for the Door
As the Gasoline Puddle spreads over the floor
Step into the Doom Buggy
Come on Black Lives Matter Brother that ain't no Jive
The World is Burning, Praying that you survive
Lookin' in the sweet rearview There goes your Gravy
Twenty twenty Twenty Twenty hindsight baby
There was more slack back back in the Day
Before the Killers got their ticket
Now they come out to play
Step into the Doom Buggy
The killers got their ticket now they come out to play
Don't be calling the cops could be the KKK
That Skeleton is yours This one is mine
Our blood was red. Now our bones are burning
Blackened white
Remembering our Mothers in this terrible time
I pray to be your Brother when you look me in the eye
I gotta step up
I pray to be your Brother when you look me in the eye
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10. |
Brambles
03:32
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Well here's your British cigarettes
Here's your time and here's your wine
Here's your night train running thru
The brambles and the brine
Well I left you at the station
I left you under wraps
I left you at the border
With your bottles and your caps
Now here's your shadow
On a mossy garden wall
Here's the sound of thunder
And here's
Here's
The cannonball
Here's your Bali silhouettes
Here's your dime and here's your crime
Here's your jet plane piercing thru
The golden candy mine
Well I left you at the station and
I saw you walk away
In that certain slant of sunlight comes on
At the break of day
Now here's your shadow
On a mossy garden wall
Here's the sound of thunder
And here's
Here's
The cannonball
There's your night train running through
The brambles and the brine
There's your night train running through
The brambles and the brine
There's your night train running through
The brambles and the brine
There's your night train running through
The brambles and the brine
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