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Poison
03:19
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What do you say to a man who won’t listen
I don’t want to waste my breath
You say I’m crazy, out of my mind
You ain’t seen nothing yet
Making excuses for your behavior
In the only way you can
No these reasons they don’t make you
A decent man
CHORUS
I gave you a taste of your own medicine
And you say I poisoned you
I know you won’t change cuz you can’t understand
So what else can I do
I stand straight before you
I won’t walk away this time
I’m not bent and I’m not broken
By your crimes
You got a passionate case
But I don’t care what you say
You’re not the only one acting like this
Every day
CHORUS
I gave you a taste of your own medicine
And you say I poisoned you
I know you won’t change cuz you can’t understand
So what else can I do
I gave you a taste of your own medicine
And you say I poisoned you
I know you won’t change cuz you can’t understand
So what else can I do
The story is nothing new
Every word I say is true
To a man who won’t listen
A man who won’t listen
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2. |
Nightstand
03:32
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Nightstand
VERSE 1
Had this fear of falling down the stairs
Since my father caught me in midair
When I was a baby, I was a baby, yeah
When the devil’s with me I must say
He almost always gets his way
Since I was a baby, I was a baby, yeah
CHORUS 1
I was born with the cord wrapped around my neck
It’s not something I could ever forget
The world’s been trying to take me out since the day I first arrived There’s a darkness a-reaching for my hand
I keep a gun in my nightstand
Waiting for music to bury a body by
VERSE 2
Just like clockwork he appears
A lonesome soul with the ringing ears
But I’m not his baby, I’m not his baby, no
But the tale of Venus sways his mind
He falls into my trap right on time
Cuz he’s not a baby, he’s not a baby, no
CHORUS 2
He was born with the shadows on his mind
Searching for something he could never define
The world’s been trying to drag him down since the day he first arrived There’s a darkness a-reaching for my hand
I take the gun from my nightstand
Dancing to music to bury a body by
BRIDGE
The devil’s on my back again
Looking out at all those sad young men
Who won’t be my baby, won’t be my baby, no
But before I show him what he’s won
I better tell him every little thing I done
Since I was a baby, I was a baby, yeah
CHORUS 3
I was born with the cord wrapped around my neck
It’s not something I could ever forget
World’s been trying to take me out since the day I first arrived
There’s a darkness a-reaching for my hand
There’s a gun in my nightstand
Waiting for music to bury a body by
Waiting for music to bury a body by
Music to bury a body by
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3. |
Cold Hard Ground
02:53
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See the bad seeds rolling across the floor
Hear the wolves howl outside the door
Your tired old magic don’t work on me anymore
Say you called the devil up yesterday
Won’t you tell me what my old man had to say
Can’t think of a lie you better get on your knees and pray
CHORUS
When I die I know just what awaits me
I’ll be free from a world that betrayed me
The cold hard ground is gonna hold me
That’s what my mama told me
You drink like me you’ll find an early grave
Soul like mine’s got nothin to save
Find the right master and you’ll never be a slave
CHORUS
When I die I know just what awaits me
I’ll be free from a world that betrayed me
The cold hard ground is gonna hold me
That’s what my mama told me
When I die I know just what awaits me
I’ll be free from a world that betrayed me
The cold hard ground is gonna hold me
That’s what my mama told me
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4. |
Not Worth the Whisky
03:01
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I tried to save you
All that I gave you
I tried to save you from yourself
When you had no one else
You’re deep in the water
Misdeeds are the fodder
On which your guilty conscience feeds
Cuz you can’t get what you need
CHORUS
Now you’re greeted by a day you knew would come
Starin down everything we both know you done
And I can only be good for so long
You done me so wrong
You’re not worth the whisky
I tried to hold you
Back when I told you
I won’t find myself to blame
If you set yourself aflame
You walked into the fire
I found you a liar
Your blood won’t be on my hands
Cuz you’re not a gentle man
CHORUS
Now you’re greeted by a day you knew would come
Starin down everything we both know you done
And I can only be good for so long
You done me so wrong
You’re not worth the whisky
Not worth the whisky
Not worth the whisky
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5. |
War Pigs (live)
02:56
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Generals gathered in their masses, Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction, Sorcerer of death's construction
In the fields the bodies burning, As the war machine keeps turning
Death and hatred to mankind, Poisoning their brainwashed minds
Oh lord yeah
Politicians hide themselves away, they only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor
Time will tell on their power minds, making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess,
Wait 'till judgement day comes
Now in darkness world stops turning, ashes where the bodies burning
No more War Pigs have the power, hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgement, God is calling, on their knees the war pigs crawling
Begging mercies for their sins, Satan, laughing, spreads his wings
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Sarah King Ripton, Vermont
Known for her powerhouse voice and “fiery, vulnerable songs,” Sarah King creates thought-provoking, versatile Americana music. Her genuine stories about real-life emotions and situations also draw on classic folk-blues themes, balancing songs about the devil and booze with hard-won moments of reflection and acceptance. ... more
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