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Consequences

by Folk Damone

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In the junkie netherlands of dawn The lines of lost men are long Muddy feet slosh the ground Eyes are in the clouds above Dreamin of first love You never forget your first love Though there be many others Its the first tittie that you put in your mouth Since you left your mother Drunkrn lines of broken boxcars Traveling deep inside the past Memories of better days Are the only thing that last Why did I fold on every hand? My life was cut and run My chips thrown into random pots Until the game was done You never forget your first love Though there be many others Its the first tittie that you put in your mouth Since you left your mother You never forget your first love Though there be many others Its the first tittie that you put in your mouth Since you left your mother No beds left in the winter freeze Not even a bench in the park No more sleeping in the subway now Even the church doors are locked You never forget your first love Though there be many others Its the first tittie that you put in your mouth Since you left your mother
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Carolina '56 02:58
Carolina theatre 1956 Elvis was on stage \you dug your fingernails Deep into my leg 1965 Rolling Stones alive tickets cost a fin Didnt have enough to get in But I loved you just the same Being poor is such a pain Dylan 66 His pantsuit didn fit But he didnt give a shit Because he was wearing blue suede shoes 1968 We buried the hippies at golden gare Dry humping in the flowers Cant stay awake Cant go to sleep Me and my lover were on the rocks but Jimi Hendrix was on the jukebox All night long All night long All night llong
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ly things tha
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1. Wake up in the shimmer of a rosy morning A shadow speaks loud from behind He speaks to you, he speak to the humans But they seems uncaring and totally blind Ch Heavy boots are heard over silent mountains A dreamer is carried out dead, Heavy heads are filling the stream with water There is nothing more to be said 2. Stay silent and walk all the miles he was walking A shadow speaks loud from behind He knows what the people have done and he is screaming Still all the people on earth acting blind Ch Heavy boots are heard over silent mountains A dreamer is carried out dead, Heavy heads are filling the stream with water There is nothing more to be said Bridge sun will not shine where the silenced train passes, And roses will die For the uncaring masses Ch Heavy boots are heard over silent mountains A dreamer is carried out dead, Heavy heads are filling the stream with water There is nothing more to be said
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there's two of you and one too many of me
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Northern pride, Southern shame Nose to nose breaking out of the gate Shame broke a leg, pride took a fall Skeletons of ash cover us all Southern yankee Northern reb Collapsed and fallen in a river bed Factory children fight pneunomia The building blocks of your dystopia The bags of the mule are filled with cotton and coal He's rather see you dead than on the dole Southern rebel Northern yank It's the blood of you all in the national bank Northern whore Southern belle She will talk but never tell Where she stayed that winter night Or who she was with when her mother died Shedding her skin in the city lights Polishing her nails in Southern tides Crossing herself when the churchbells toll Caressing herself on a country road Southern belle Northern whore Something is scratching at your bedroom door Northern crassness Southern charm A kick in the ass, a shot in the arm The wages of sin buy a moment of grace A knife in your back, grinning in your face In the swamp I fought with a snake She ate all the rats and most of the cake And when she surfaced in the Northern sea The salt was expensive but the sugar was free Southern charm can fool you once But the Northern swine have you on for months Northern agression, Southern defense They kill everybody who dissents But history will come to light When we open up all of the graves tonight Northern pride, Southern shame are nose to nose breaking out of the gate Shame breaks a leg, pride takes a fall Skeletons of ash will cover us all
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maniac cops go marching one by one hurrah hurrah the cops go marching one by one hurrah hurrah the cops go marching one by one the little one stops to cut off their thumbs and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching two by two hurrah hurrah the cops go marching two by two hurrah hurrah the cops go marching two by two the little one stops to idemtify you and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching three by three hurrah hurrah the cops go marching three by three hurrah hurrah the cops go marching three by three the little one stops to hang them from a hanging tree and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching four by four hurrah hurrah the cops go marching four by four hurrah hurrah the cops go marching fur by four the little one stops to set the trap door and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching five by five hurrah hurrah the cops go marching five by five hurrah hurrah the cops go marching five by five the little one stops to skin them alive and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching six by six hurrah hurrah the cops go marching six by six hurrah hurrah the cops go marching six by six the little one stops to light the sticks and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching seven by seven hurrah hurrah the cops go marching seven by seven hurrah hurrah the cops go marching seven by seven the little one stops to suck a lemon and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching eight by eight hurrah hurrah the cops go marching eight by eight hurrah hurrah the cops go marching eight by eight the little one stops to spread the hate and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching nine by nine hurrah hurrah the cops go marching nine by nine hurrah hurrah the cops go marching nine by nine the little one stops to load his carbine and they all go marching down through the town with their buckets and mops maniac cops go marching ten by ten hurrah hurrah the cops go marching ten by ten hurrah hurrah the cops go marching ten by ten they disembowel the women and men and they all lay down and sleep and sleep and sleep til they wake and they rise and they rise again
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Consequences 03:30
i sneak out at night to spend some time with the prostitutes at the $5 an hour hotel and i dont give a damn about the consequences my mother was a renegade witch she used to laugh at the young girls who dance naked around the maypole with second class devils from hell and didnt give a damn about the consequences my mother wasa renegade witch turned herself into a leopard and tore apart the demon who came to steal this world and she didnt give a damm about the consequences the people believed every lie they were told they gave thier houses to the banks they gave their children to the war they gave their wives to the whoremasters of syria and they didnt give a shit about the consequences
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the coppers called her a boomer but she didnt go boom when she was dropped on her head she bounced up to the moon and the moon sucked her in then the moon bounced her back into the tumors and humors of a poets backpack he fell into a coma but didnt go boom he passed away quietly in a hospital room there was no money for a cure the president had spent it all on arms and drug trade with a hostile government we were the lost generation of pussy hounds and queers trying to make something of our last remaining years lincoln was a slave owner who freed the southern slaves lyndon johnson was a racist but he signed the civil righs bill crazy joe was a hypocrite whose nose blew snot when he chattered against white supremacy because he understood that black votes mattered there really aint much left now of the boomer world that was no mailman, no telephone, no record stores everything for sale is sold only through amazon and netflix makes the moves now, the cinemas are gone like ghosts of war the boomers float into eternal mist where black is always beautiful and here are no assassination lists while down below on solid ground millennials carry the load the banks have all their money and the president has the codes.
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1. Extinguished are the thousand lives The lives you never knew And Darkness cries a thousand lies up on the morning dew Ch In every heart poor and lost Silence takes control Nothing matters anymore When dark forces eat your soul 2. From the dark round of the earth The only thing you hear Is When Power-mad politicians Whisper softly in your ear Ch In every heart poor and lost Silence takes control Nothing matters anymore When dark forces eat your soul 3. Then a thousand tears fall down From the deep blue sky When Those who gives soft promises Tells jet another lie
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i never left a movie before it was over always had to know how things worked out sometimes it was worth the wait other times it was a waste but i ever left the theatre with a doubt about what the whole damn thing was about I know i wont be with you forever in the front row every night but my spirit will be watching you everywhere from on high every chance i get although i cant always be in your life you will always be my guiding light but now ill never know the man who you will marry ill never know if you danced swan lake because ive got a date with my own misguided fate ill never know the road your life will take i never should have stepped outside the boundaries i should have kept my distance from the crowd i should have worn a mask when i was traveling and opened my umbrella when i saw the clouds but i was subborn i was stupid now im on the road to ruin and there is no way to turn this thing around you are flying high like a bird up in the sky and i am sinking deep into the ground ill never know the man who you will marry ill never know if you danced swan lake because ive got a date with my own misguided fate ill never know the road your life will take and as i leave the movie theatre, my heart breaks

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released February 20, 2021

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