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Sinister Minister
03:11
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From the brooding cliffs to the razor shores
To the breathless caves to them iron doors
There was loosed a man from the sands of time
Who leads the way from two steps behind
He’s going to break your heart and make you crawl with fear
He’s going to say the words that you want to hear
Fill your head with lies, he’s a sinister minister
When the devil fled, hid forever more
He sent forth a messenger to carry out his chores
He spans the age of man, his shape blonds and bends
He drives the cattle forth until we’ve reached our end
Fill your head with lies, he’s a sinister minister
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It was a long, long road on which I died
And I leaned so much in those days I woke up on my side
I said “Driver, Alive, if you can hear, then let me off here”
And when he did my face, my friend, was a picture of fear
When the road moves on, let it push you along
When the road moves on, let it push you along
At first light of the night we cut lines cursed to be crossed
And I burned St. Anthony’s name until I forgot what I’d lost
Through the cracks in my hands I peered down to a mirror of blood
And I cried to the sink, “My lord, what have I done?”
When the road moves on, let it push you along
When the road moves on, let it push you along
Hear these shouts from the mouths in cold from the side of the road
And they scream to the captain, “Dear Sir, is there room for one more?”
Held a life like a knife, so keen and destined for great
But from a dream you will always awake to be crushed by its weight
When the road moves on, let it push you along
When the road moves on, let it push you along
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Backyard Naked Jam
05:42
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Everybody! Everybody! Everybody! It’s a naked jamboree!
She was a six-foot mama in feety pajamas
Doing that backyard dance
She had her knees in the dirt and the bees in her skirt
And they were lining up to take their chance
I had a broke down bicycle, hit by an icicle
Rolling down 282
We took a shot in the dark, through it in park
And lit out to see what to do
High road heiress, vapid and careless
Shaking that box of wine
Dancin’ and prancin’, willin’ and chancin’
Sees all the cameras all of the time
If I could catch that eye, she’d stand mesmerized
She’d come down as if in a trance
And I would take her by the hand and call up the band
And lead her to the woods for a dance
Everybody! Everybody! Everybody! It’s a naked jamboree!
What I read in those tea leaves, you’d never believe me
But I’m gonna say it out, anyway
It said that life is for losers, but you should never abuse her
Cause she’s been around longer than you
Now your momma and poppa and good family doctor
They been saying it from the start
That there’s love in the trees that are bent by disease
You have to appreciate their part
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Burnin (BM LINX Remix)
06:00
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Running the motor that moves you along is a dangerous game
Feeling the fractals of light that ignite from a broken pane
Put on the water and turn it to ice, there’s a storm outside
Run from the window with terror abright that you’re burning alive
Riding along and singing a song of hope and faith
While under the seat the bottles crack as the moonlight fades
You’re pushing a luck that’s pushed you along at a treacherous speed
You’re out of the fire and into desire, you’re burning on need
Burning alive, there’s no hope for you yet
Burning alive, you are fueled by regret
Burning alive, no hope for you yet
Burning alive, we drink to forget
Time will dance with no man
Arm in arm with no hands
And we wait for a chance at life’s end
To hold eye to eye a good friend
The sand has run through, but your will it refused to go down
With eyes fixed dead you’re shooting ahead and there’s no sound
The wind at this speed is a razor that cleaves and your arms are gone
You’re just heart and a face at a furious pace and it’s so long
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The Family Township Boston, Massachusetts
Township, AKA The Family Township, has been making their Boston-bred brand of classic rock inspired music for nearly 2 decades. As the years and albums have progressed, Township's music has evolved, infusing itself with greater urgency, immediacy, and existential rumination; mirroring these days rather than “those days.” ... more
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