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Brains
02:57
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I am not like all the others
You see I died before today
But still I walk amongst the living
Six feet blows where I should lay
But I want your Brains
I want your Brains
Brains
I've got thirst for your vital fluids
Coursing through your blue veins
My thoughts are few and far between
My heart feels no pain
Cuz I want your Brains
I want your Brains
Brains
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Richard Burton
06:40
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A call in the night, you can’t make a sound and you’re left all along above the underground
You’ve made a wrong turn, who can you turn to now?
Just when you try to speak, a light turns on across the street. Come out from the cold and into a warm safe house
You can’t outrun a loaded gun
I wish it were the good old days like Richard Burton and the CIA.
Who can you trust when they’re tapping your phone for lust?
Just when you try to keep all your secrets nice and neat, out they come for everyone to repeat
You can’t outrun a loaded gun; no you can’t outrun a loaded gun
You gotta hide (cause they’re coming to get you)
Hide (you’re looking over your shoulder)
Somewhere they can’t find you
Hide (there’s no turning back now)
Hide (you’re on a one-way track now)
Somewhere they can’t find you
Middle eight
With one eye open you try to sleep, but your lock is picked and this old floor creaks
You move like a shadow and a knife never makes a sound
Just when you have found the reason is when they’ll call you out for treason
You’re front-page news, they all know your face now
You can’t outrun a loaded gun; no you can’t outrun a loaded gun
You gotta hide (cause they’re coming to get you)
Hide (you’re looking over your shoulder)
Somewhere they can’t find you
Hide (there’s no turning back now)
Hide (you’re on a one-way track now)
Somewhere they can’t find you
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I must be crazy
To keep hangin’ around
Hidin’ deep in my pockets
Goin’ so far down
And nothin’ is changin’
Same old sweet shit
The girl’s got an uncle
You better get used to it
And yes, you better get used to it
She’ll have you robbing them banks
Driving them tanks
And yes, you better get used to it
And so, who are you?
Who do you think you are?
You think you can tame her
Do you think you’re a star?
‘Cuz sooner or later
You’re gonna crash down
Don’t know exactly how
But it’s gonna sound loud
And yes, you better get used to it
Knowing me and knowing you
What more could we do?
And yes, you better get used to it
A girl’s gotta know
If there’s a man in her life
And if that won’t suffice
They say two would be nice
And yes, you better get used to it
She’ll have you robbing them banks
Driving them tanks
And yes, you better get used to it
You better get used to it [repeat]
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4. |
The Closer
03:50
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Upside down
Here we stand
Unaligned, uncompromised
I won't cry
Give you time
You will see me
Down the line
You gotta call on the closer
When the deal goes down
Gotta put on a performance
Inside out
Shape shifter
I pretend
I'm myself
I won't break down
I don't have no special love
For myself
You gotta call on the closer
When it's not for the faint of heart
I will take on that persona
You gotta call on the closer...
Ooooooooh... [etc.]
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dirtmouth Halifax, Nova Scotia
Atlantic Canada's dirtiest new band from Halifax's venerable independent music scene! DIRTMOUTH are a five piece, capital R
rock ensemble. They take cues from 60's psych, 70's singer/songwriters, and from their own freewheelin' experimentation! Their first EP, dirtmouth I, was recorded at OCEANFLOOR HFX - AVAILABLE NOW!
CURTIS MACPHEE
BROOKE ROSE WAYE
DREW DEBAY
JEFF GAY
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