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All the Labor The Gourds All the Labor All the labor landed in the sod where the digger cried its my calling, sir and it is no mistake that I put you in the ground so well and if they pay me well thats great it's JANUARY 6 The Gourds JANUARY 6 Waiting for the lozenge to clear yer throat So you can stand up and say all the words you wrote All along the fences, all along the lines Yer gumption's fading and the honeysuckle's dyin Web before you walk into It The Gourds Web before you walk into It There's a spend o time disconnected on yer line we stay up all day just like the sun everybody will go crazy when the moon messes up you bought the last LADIES CHOICE The Gourds LADIES CHOICE flyin down this hill on my schwin well I guess this is where it all begins go in sandburg come out like ray charles an odor of jasmine for yer flowers sometimes on my bicycle rides Dark and True The Gourds Dark and True I know m'heart is heavy I know m'thoughts is blue I know the light will be shining all night bells will be ringing dark and true m' bells will be ringing dark and true Cold Bed The Gourds Cold Bed The cold tonight seems more anxious to talk than he has seemed in nights before skinless face and yellow heart, he hesitates and I wait All my stories are about the same things FINE LEATHER TRUCK The Gourds FINE LEATHER TRUCK Whippoorwill won't ya listen To my roaming story We started out frying up a morning glory I tell you 'bout the things ya like t¹know I found & how the moon woke us up with Jenny Brown (Sweet Beak) The Gourds Jenny Brown (Sweet Beak) Hurry up now, turn the water into coffee, is it there? are you here? did you just wake up? did you just fuck up? GANGSTA LEAN The Gourds GANGSTA LEAN Yer gonna have t'sit there and drink yer cup of muddy water Yer gonna have t'let the blood dry on yer hands Ask yer mama t'knit you a blanket from Esau's thigh Cause yer gonna have LOWLANDS The Gourds LOWLANDS I saddled me a wounded priest Rode him wet through this August heat I took me a German bride all empty and bloody inside in the dark I heard a thief he stole my money and my grief Stadium Blitzer The Gourds Blitzer Whistle through my wallet rent's due - I ain't got it I like my water heater Its's a leaker in my Stadium Blitzer Livings gotten easy Everything I ever wanted From Glasgow And the Sweet lil Lub The Gourds hogtied, used to get sanctified used to get whiskey (scotch) and I'd say used to get a liar, used to get sanctified used to be Jesuslike in my actions used to be harmonius, I used to pray to the When the money comes rolling in The Gourds When the money comes rolling in Jack hammers whistle at your gait call it what you will when all the beauties go to lunch call it what you will When the self-bereaved bastards bellyache PAIR OF GOATS The Gourds PAIR OF GOATS had some mojo I dont know bit her hand and charged wipe her life source from my chin and my red guileful grin that belies all the fire that flies from my nostrils when I cry get Lament The Gourds wrong so don't trouble no policeman he's got a wife and kids of his own and don't trouble yer neighbor cause they just want to be left alone I suppose if I was a demon I might have bugs all I Like Drinking The Gourds I Like Drinking I Like Drinking to forget your name And I smoke reefer a'do much the same Between me and you - there's ain't nothing I wouldn't do to untangle these ties with you How much LGO The Gourds LGO The kiwi and the liquid gold For Helen would have surely knowed I'd love her if it weren't that I Bind myself to a single joy I was sleeping with my LGO I was polishing my midnight hard labor c bo guns from the guns to the care to the bed to the scoop In this life ain't nothing they can think off But working overtime nigga Some motherfucking hard labor Verse 1: [Kastro Outlaw Immortalz] They FORCED LABOR Circle Jerk in a political state carries no weight no consideration your future's at stake yanked out of school for a factory before you can read once the world's shoven down your throat you'll find that it's hard THE FLAT BARITONE The Gourds THE FLAT BARITONE Form a ring and wind and twine Round the ol' grape vine Heavy on the wire from the house Salt the cow and kill the calf Meet yer lonesome with a once and a half Gent¹s on the Magnolia The Gourds Magnolia well its the end of the dream that started on green metal she whispered and the wind shook the Magnolia seeded limp in winter well she twisted round the cage and she twisted Raining in Port Arthur The Gourds Raining in Port Arthur this afternoon I walked out into a ditch the crawfish stirred the water the papermill blew in on the Southeastern wind and it was raining in Port Arthur I pulled I ate the Haggis The Gourds I ate the Haggis I ate the Haggis By and by Hallelujah I ate the Haggis, Now I Feel like a cat on the warm hood of a car that's just done driving on a cold winter's day hey hey Brought GHOSTS OF HALLELUJAH The Gourds GHOSTS OF HALLELUJAH Our candles are in danger from the way we carry them So keep yer matches handy and wait to see if when The ghosts of hallelujah trickle through the walls brandishing the wrong Rugged Roses The Gourds Rugged Roses tell me with yer eyes in silence let them ring the precious humming of our hearts in silence let them sing may our phantoms find there places where ever that may be let only the Maria The Gourds Maria Oh Maria hands it out she comes from Guatamala she helps me get around she helps when I'm in trouble when the ice cream hit the ground The Federales they were a'coming she UP ON HIGH The Gourds UP ON HIGH up on high where the wild foam vanilla baths flow you know who chose the bones over the entrails dispatch the toothless yapping dog and while that dog was taking a shit I snuck up behind Trampled by the Sun The Gourds Trampled by the Sun oh trampled by the sun oh sexless for days oh and I sweat gardenias oh sexless for days I may be under valour's feet I'm not scared to be a coward unless I'm Caledonia The Gourds Caledonia a little song a little dance a little seltzer down yer pants lump o gold the size of yer head a little bramble in yer bed happy day in a boat trade a heffer for a goat Dying of the Pines The Gourds Dying of the Pines I've lived long enough to see the dead horse I've lived long enough to cross swamps at night I've lived long enough to chase a rat I've lived long enough to take a jet