It was back in the old days in the time of my grief
When the ladies all disowned me
And my lungs could scarcely breathe
And the wildlife was growing wilder by the day
And I stepped to myself mostly
There was a band of brothers who rode unto me
Throwing accusations I could rarely see
They put a hand upon me and hung me upside down
And then emptied out my pockets and kicked me on the ground
They took out the hot poker and branded on my chest
Twisted my ear off
Gasoline on my vest
Set me all aflame
Imperiled and defeated
Pelted me with stones that felt like certain death
They went unto my lady and made her kneel low
Tore all her hair loose and cut through her clothes
Laughed and they hollered and they painted the horses orange
Put the kids together and tied them to the porch
Then blaze upon blaze did the devils rally around
With rifles and sticks did they pound on the ground
I rambled and I tumbled and I fell to my feet
And I never knew the sweat of Satan tasted so sweet
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APPEARS ON:
One Foot In The Grave
Monster Children Issue #48
YEAR RELEASED:
2009
DATE RECORDED:
October 1993, January 1994
LENGTH:
1:45
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
Calvin Johnson
MIXED BY:
Darrell Thorp
Drew Brown
STUDIO:
Dub Narcotic Studios
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Foot Stomps
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