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FIRE IN THE SIX-FOOT HOLE
Feel the heat, right down to your core
(There’s a fire) Stoke the flames like a holy war
Graceful angel, keep a hold of your soul
(There’s a fire) There’s a fire in the six-foot hole
You’re gonna feel the heat and
It’s a pretty brutal beatin’
See what these cretins have done
They ain’t got no remorse
And don’t respond to force
Now we’re setting the course for the sun
Six feet deep, three thousand miles wide
(There’s a fire) and it’s causing a rising tide
Barren desert, where once was the snow
(There’s a fire) There’s a fire in the six-foot hole
Seek shelter and try to keep cool
(There’s a fire) close your eyes as you play the fool
Calm, collected, that’s your new role
(There’s a fire) There’s a fire in the six-foot hole
Is the fire in your head
When the sun is burning red?
Carry out the dead to make room
Pallbearer one thru six
Running out of tricks
The hole they gotta fix is your tomb
Party time, cheers, raise a toast
(There’s a fire) Best believe you’re gonna roast
Feel the wrath of the new dust bowl
(There’s a fire) There’s a fire in the six-foot hole
Sideshow barker, did you see him?
(There’s a fire) a Fire in the wax museum
Gravediggers come in from the cold
(There’s a fire) There’s a fire in the six-foot hole
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The Flesh Parade
03:34
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The Flesh Parade
Happy people walk by all the time and I
Feel the sun beating down
Just look at the happy people walk by
Got their heads in the sky
Marching like an army from town
And they feel the sun on their skin
Knowing that to live is to win
But I sit at my window
Waiting for the sun to set on the flesh parade
And I’m aware where the time goes
Waiting for dusk to fall on the flesh parade
Happy people walk by all the time and I
Feel the sun breaking in
And I know it’s under my skin
Yeah, I’ll have to do it all again
Don’t wanna sit around all day and complain but I’d
Be happy if it rained
On their parade
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Ladies of Runyon Canyon
01:52
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Just say 'ahhh'
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My Card, Sir
05:01
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My Card, Sir
When I go flyin’ by
Women cry ‘n’ sigh
Menfolk drop ‘n’ die
Such is the grief I bring
Please take my card, sir
Best be on your guard, sir
Here at your service
On call night and day
Seems like you’ve lost your drive
And the will to stay alive
Just as I arrive
To offer anything
I’ve come here to serve
You those things that you deserve
If you got the nerve
To hail to the king
Please take my card, sir
Needn’t be so hard, sir
Live life as you want
And follow your own will
When the sun falls from the sky
You will still be mine
I’ll get you what you need
For your lust or greed
Then you’ll belong to me
Another human being
Here is my card, sir
With my regards, sir
The stars up in the sky
Shine with uncertainty
Please take my card, sir
You might get scarred, sir
Caution, disregard, sir
Toss it to the wind
Please take my card, sir
Into the graveyard, sir
Place it on the ground
See what happens
Pleasure doing business with you
Pleasure doing business with you
Take my card
I am legion, you are nothing
Take my hand and walk in silence
Pray for wealth and worship yourself
Come tomorrow I won’t be there
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Chalk Outline
04:43
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Chalk Outline
Follow the news feed
Endless babble from the grid
Far too much to read
So we choose to keep it hid
Outside my little world I don’t feel no shame
Inside I tell no lies because I’m to blame
Who is at fault for the
Trail of corpses left behind
An image from my past
Your silhouette or a chalk outline
Faceless authority, they all know my name
Written in their silly books, baby, I’m to blame
They all wanna know
Where you went how have you been
There’s not much to say
I’m not reconnoitering
Candles flicker out
On your latest birthday cake
Just ‘cause you’re still alive
Ain’t no reason to celebrate
Sycophantic plagiarists don’t need a name
I was wrong, baby, all along; you’re to blame
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Unknown Artist
07:20
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Unknown Artist
He’s the unknown artist
He’s got spots on his clothes
He paints on his canvas wonderin’
Why nobody knows.
He’s the unknown artist
He’s hanging out downtown
His loft has no windows and he
Seems to have come unwound.
Here’s my plea to the unknown artist
He hangs his hat and takes his bow
Straining in the shadows of a half-life sideshow
Cuts his knuckle and enters the fray
Waiting
Calling to the old guard to move away
Hailing
Trying to come up while they push him down.
C’mon, man, can’t you see we’re joking?
While you think it’s all happening now
Crawling like a leper to your gallery premier
Cut you knuckles, look how they bleed
Obsessed
Check for approval it’s all you need
Success
Trying to move and shake just to get around.
He’s the unknown artist
He likes to play the part
Hasn’t got any close friends cuz they
Keep him from his art.
He’s an urban gypsy
Art-opening monk
Sipping his white wine
Thrift store album Dave Van Ronk
He’s the unknown artist
You won’t hear him laugh
He paints every piece just like
It was his epitaph.
He’s a back page hero
Footnote to the greats
He needs a critic’s review to
Find out just how he rates.
So goes the unknown artist
He’ll just pass on by
Don’t judge him harshly or
You’ll have to explain why
It’s best to nod and smile
And say “It’s really great!
Thanks for the wine and cheese
Gotta go, it’s getting late.”
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The Misunderstood
05:22
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THE MISUNDERSTOOD
They grew up right down the street
We never did get to meet
Their long hair looked pretty cool
One of them went to my school
Long gone by the time I arrived
Fully five years ahead of their time
They knew they had to leave this place
So they split for outer space
Yeah baby, they were really that good
They were the Misunderstood
Like Viking they crossed the sea
They knew where they had to be
Toward the sun they took a ride
Gold tones from a magic slide
They gave it all that they could
There were the Misunderstood
I wanted to be just like them
But I didn’t have what it takes back then
So I took aim and shot for the sky
Like my heroes I got pretty high
And just when they thought they’d arrived
They were stricken with a failure to thrive
But I heard they were all still alive
They were the Misunderstood
Finally, the dream had to fade
The sunlight cast only shade
Juicy Lucy played dirty blues
The mystic found diamonds and jewels
Lightning juice from steel and wood
Blinding, it tastes so good
They’d do it again, now, if they could, because
They were the Misunderstood
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'Til the Following Night
03:19
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Sunset Boulevard
04:15
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Sunset Boulevard
Let me see the wounds inside
Where you hide your loathing of mankind
Let the razor heel the hurt you feel
The blood runs free where the truth is concealed
The water’s warm, the steam it soothes
Your veins look blue through your wrist so smooth
Take the hatred hiding in this song
And turn it outward where it belongs
Take the blade and run it along the vein
And let your hatred out, let it out.
Who’s that sitting in your head
Telling you to make the water red?
It’s a short ride to the other side
The curtain lifts and there’s endless night
Close your eyes, you’re soon asleep
How’d you end up in so deep?
It’s all justified in your mind
You always were the selfish kind
You dissolve into the water
And let your hatred out, let it out.
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Instrumental
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Another Fire Six Feet Deep
There's a fire in the hole
It’s six feet below
And you don’t want to know
Where the bad kids go
There’s a fire in the six foot hole
There's a fire in the hole
It’s a loser’s game
We’re all to blame
Don’t repeat his name
Unless you know from whence it came
There’s a fire in the six foot hole
There's a fire in the hole
Six feet below
Such a long way to go
Just six feet deep
Pray your soul to keep
There's a fire in the hole
Didn’t your mother teach you not to play with matches?
You’ll burn your fingers…
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12. |
Happy Ending
02:53
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Happy Ending
Hey, we gotta go home now
Hence, we say fare thee well
We loved singing these stories
Some favorites we had to tell
Peaking out through the curtains
With our tales of gleeful gloom
The truth is we’re really quite happy
We love madness in bloom
If we could be free
What would that mean
How would it change what we do?
It’s harder to write a happy song
And we wrote this one for you.
Here’s to our ladies who care for us
And to our friends whom we boast
To those who couldn’t be here tonight
Let’s raise our glasses and toast.
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13. |
Ray's Theme II
04:49
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Again, it's a sing-along
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Jesters of Destiny Los Angeles, California
The alternative metal band that refuses to die, Jesters of Destiny are back with their 4th LP for 2022 Distorting Everything. The Jesters initially returned from their original run in the ‘80s with 2017’s The Sorrow That Refuse to Drown, and in 2018 with the reissue of the covers EP In a Nostalgic Mood. All the music is here including the classic Fun at the Funeral from 1986. ... more
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