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Trigger
03:02
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There are devils in the alley ways
Waiting for something fresh
And the priests can't pray they'll get in the way
Of indulging in sins of the flesh
They say keep quiet, no dirty words
But the dirt is all that is left
This place is a trigger
And it shot your daughter down
And the laws are laid by business men
Whose business is taking lives
"Don't struggle now you'll make it worse
You're a juggler juggling knives"
They say be still and we won't kill
But their kingdom is made up of lies
This place is a trigger
And it shot your children down
Horror: the lies you tell us to help us sleep.
Oh beautiful for spacious skies
And crimson waves of blood
Placing productivity
Over humanity and love
I never learned how to survive in a world like this.
Why am I here?
I'm like a ghost, in between heaven and hell
wondering if it's okay that I'm suffering.
That is my fate.
Safety comes only from blankets,
I think, sometimes,
but blankets are not thick enough
or strong enough
to let the storm carry me away.
There was something here,
there was something here,
we grieve for what's not here.
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Pumpkin Carving
03:38
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pumpkin carving the kids are starving out in the street
give them candy that would be dandy though it might be too sweet
give them liquor it kills em quicker and their maker they might meet
now would that be a trick or would that be a treat?
the police station has been abandoned for the new year
and all the people go on like before just living in fear
church was empty there was nobody there
my heart was heavy the walls were stripped bare
the cross hung crooked on a length of wire
somebody had set it on fire
when appeared John the Baptist with the head of a ram
who turned into a vagrant with a gasoline can
I ran screaming, "make straight the road!"
the rams head caught fire and it did explode
these strange forebodings don't sit with me well
twas on a night quite like this when an angel first fell
straight down from heaven and into hell...
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3. |
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WHEN I DIE I WONT BE
MUCH OF ANYTHING
ILL BE FLOATING IN THE WIND
BUT I WONT BE MUCH OF ANYTHING
ILL BE A SPECTER
BUT I WONT HAVE A GENDER
ILL BE FLOATING IN THE SOUNDS
BUT I WONT BE MUCH OF ANYTHING
I’LL JUST PLAY THE TAMBOURINE
I’LL JUST PLAY THE TAMBOURINE
I’LL JUST PLAY THE TAMBOURINE
I’LL JUST PLAY THE TAMBOURINE
WHEN I'M A GHOST I WON'T BE
INHABITING A BODY
I'LL BE HAUNTING EVERY HOUSE
BUT I WONT BE MUCH OF ANYTHING
I'LL BE A LOST SOUL
BUT HONEY I'LL PLAY NO ROLE
LORD KNOWS THAT I'LL BE FEELING FREE
NO I WON'T BE MUCH OF ANYTHING
I’LL JUST PLAY THE TAMBOURINE
I’LL JUST PLAY THE TAMBOURINE
I’LL JUST PLAY THE TAMBOURINE
I’LL JUST PLAY THE TAMBOURINE
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4. |
Claws
04:23
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These days they come like a drum
Guilt eats at my crackling lungs
I’m losing teeth like pennies on the street
These blankets feel like needles
And my bedroom keeps changing shape
I’m smoking in the bathroom
I was planting flowers in the weeds
I’ve been collecting the constant rain
But the birds took all of their seeds
Maybe you’ll find the claws in my brain
I’m having visions of
Constellations in my arms
These words sound like fire
I’m having a dream
Where all the mountains are split by a stream
And I’m climbing through the water
I was planting flowers in the weeds
I’ve been collecting the constant rain
But the birds took all of my seeds
Maybe you’ll find the claws in my brain
These days they come like a drum
And I don’t know where I’m from
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5. |
Living Dead
05:01
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River swimming with pink swollen eyes
Waves come through like seagull cries
I knew you when you were feeling bad
I've been hurt and I've been mad
Lighter callus on my thumb
Broken heart and nowhere to run
I knew you when you were feeling bad
Breathing like I never had
The sun will rise like the living dead
I've grown flowers all in my head
I've got flowers in my head
Ankles aching like a tired boat
I'm filled with water, I can't float
I knew you when you were feeling bad
Look at all the dreams I had
Well sometimes thorns don't prick my skin
Berries bleed like sinners grin
I knew you when you were feeling bad
I lost everything that I had
The sun will rise like the living dead
I've grown flowers all in my head
I've got flowers in my head
Ate a cactus in my sleep
Reaching where the mind won't keep
I knew you where you were feeling bad
When it's gone I'll be feeling sad
The sun will rise like the living dead
I've grown flowers all in my head
I've got flowers in my head
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