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Hayseed Dixie




Альбом Hayseed Dixie



2005
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Blind Beggar Breakdown
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Kirby Hill
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Marijuana
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Dueling Banjos
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Hey, hey, mama, said the way you move
Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove.

Ah, ah, child, way you shake that thing
Gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting.

Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way
Watch your honey drip, can't keep away.

Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, ah, ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh, ah, ah.

I gotta roll, can't stand still
Got a flamin' heart, can't get my fill.

Eyes that shine, burnin' red
Dreams of you all through my head.

Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ahhh.

Hey, baby, whoa baby, pretty baby
Darlin' makes 'em do me now
Hey, baby, oh baby, pretty baby
Move me like you're doin' now.

Didn't take too long 'fore I found out
What people mean by down and out.

Spent my money, took my car
Started tellin' her friends she gonna be a star.

I don't know, but I been told
A big-legged woman ain't got no soul.

Oh yeah, oh yeah, ah, ah, ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, ah, ah, ah.

All I ask for, all I pray
A steady rollin' woman gonna come my way.

Need a woman gonna hold my hand
Won't tell me no lies, make me a happy man.

Ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah ah, ahhh.

Ah, yeah!

Tell me what you're doin' now
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Tell me what you're doin' now
Babe, babe
Wooh, keep doin' it, babe.

Busted, babe
Busted, hey
Busted, hey
Busted, hey
Busted, hey-yeah
Busted, hey-yeah
Busted, hey-yeah, ooh-yeah.

Ooh-ahh
Tell me what you're doin' now...

. . .


Generals gathered in their masses
Just like witches at black masses
Evil minds that plot destruction
Sorcerers 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 their 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 their judgment day comes

Now in darkness world stops turning
Ashes where their bodies burning
No more war pigs have the power
Hand of God has struck the hour
Day of judgment God is calling
On their knees, the war pigs crawling
Begging mercy for their sins
Satan laughing spreads his wings
Oh Lord yeah!

. . .


Say, hey!

Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name

Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company that lost the war today

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday!

Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find the money's on the other side

Can I get another amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday!

(Hey!)

(Three, four!)

The representative from California has the floor.

Sieg Heil to the president gas man
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass, yeah
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, set in fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause, just cause, because we're outlaws, yeah!

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

This is our lives on holiday

. . .


Colors on the street
Red, white, and blue
People shufflin' their feet
People sleepin' in their shoes
But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead
There's a lot of people sayin'
We'd be better off dead
Don't feel like Satan
But I am to them
So I try to forget it, any way I can.

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

I see a girl in the night
With a baby in her hand
Under an old street light
Near a garbage can
Now she puts the kid away,
And she's gone to get a hit
She hates her life
And what she's done to it.

That's one more kid
That will never go to school
Never get to fall in love
Never get to be cool

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world,
Keep on rockin' in the free world.

. . .


You need coolin', baby, I'm not foolin'
I'm gonna send ya back to schoolin'
Way down inside, a-honey, you need it
I'm gonna give you my love
I'm gonna give you my love, oh

Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love

You've been learnin'
And baby, I been learnin'
All them good times
Baby, baby, I've been a yearnin'-ah
A-way, way down inside
A-honey, you need-a
I'm gonna give you my love, ah
I'm gonna give you my love, ah

Oh, whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
I don't want more

Ooh, just a little bit
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, hah, hah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
ah, ah, ah,ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
No, no, no, no, ah
Love,low-ow-ow-ow-ove
Dah!

You've been coolin'
And baby, I've been droolin'
All the good times, baby, I've been misusin'
A-way, way down inside
I'm gonna give ya my love
I'm gonna give ya every inch of my love (Ah)
I'm gonna give you my love
Yes, alright, let's go

Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love
Wanna whole lotta love

(Way down inside) Way down inside
(Way down inside, woman, you) woman
(woman, you) you need it
(need) Love

My, my, my, my
My, my, my, my, oh
Shake for me, girl
I wanna be your backdoor man
Hey, oh, hey, oh
Hey, oh, oooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hoo-ma, ma, hey
Keep a-coolin', baby
A-keep a-coolin', baby
A-keep a-coolin', baby
Ah, keep a-coolin', baby, ah, ahhh-hahhh, oo-ohh

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(Yeah, yeah!)
(Ahh, ye-ah!)

I live my life like there's no tomorrow
All I've got, I had to steal
Least I don't need to beg or borrow
Yes, I'm livin' at a pace that kills

(Ooh, yeah!)
(Ahh!) Runnin' with the devil (Ahh-hah! Yeah-ah!)
(Woo-hoo-oo!) Runnin' with the devil
(Yes I am! Yeah!)

(Woooo!)

(Woo!)

I found the simple life ain't so simple
When I jumped out, on that road
I got no love, no love you'd call real
Ain't got nobody, waitin' at home

(Ah, yeah-ah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Hold on, hold on, I'm runnin'! Aah, yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Uh! Uh! Come on, one more time!)

(Aah yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Oh, yeah! Ohh yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Woo! Woo!)
Runnin' with the devil
(I'm gonna tell ya all about it)

I found the simple life
Weren't so simple, no
When I jumped out, on that road
Got no love, no love you'd call real
Got nobody, waitin' at home

(Aah, yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Goddamn it lady, you know I ain't lyin' to ya!)
(I'm only gonna tell you one time, aah yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Ah-ha, yeah! Ah-ha, yeah! Ah-hah, yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
Runnin' with the devil (Woo!)

. . .


Eyes
Boring a way into me
Paralyse
Controlling completely
Now
There is a fire in me
A fire that burns

This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn it, I'll burn it, I'll, I'll, I'll burn it

Eyes
Burning a way through me
Overwhelm
Destroying so sweetly
Now
There is a fire in me
A fire that burns

This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
And I'm, I'm out of control and I burn
Oh how I burn for you
Burn
Oh how I burn for you
Burn
How I burn
How I burn
Oh how I

This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going to burn it, I'll burn it, I'll, I'll, I'll burn it

. . .


Caroline!
See Caroline
All the guys would say she's mighty fine (mighty fine)
But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
And the other half either got you cussed out, or coming up short
Yeah, dig this now, even though (even though)
You'd need a golden calculator to divide (to divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

Caroline! (caroline!)
i said See she's the reason for the word bitch (bitch)
I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
Trying to hurry up to get to some
Baller or singer or somebody like that
And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!)
She needs a golden calculator to divide (to divide)
The time it took to look inside and realize that
Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

Well she's got a hotty's body, but her attitude is potty
When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
I said, "Shorty would you call me"?
She said, "Pardon me, are you ballin'"?
I said "Darling, you sound like like like a prostitute pursing,"
Oh, so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts
But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
Trickin' off this bitch is lost
Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat
A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers
And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
I wanna see ya support bra not support you!

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

I know you'd like to think your shit don't stank
But lean a little bit closer
See roses really smell like poo poo poo
Yeah, roses really smell like poo poo poo

Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough gets low
Bitch, you ain't that fine
No way.. no way.. no way

Better come back down to Mars
Girl, quit chasin' cars
What happens when the dough gets low
Bitch, you ain't that fine
No way.. no way.. no way

Crazy bitch (repeated in background)
Bitch, stupid ass bitch
Old punk ass bitch, old dumbass bitch
A bitch's bitch, just a bitch

Crazy bitch (repeated in background)
Bitch, stupid ass bitch
Old punk ass bitch, old dumbass bitch
A bitch's bitch, just a bitch

. . .

Blind Beggar Breakdown

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Kirby Hill

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Dad took us to see some family,
He hadn't seen in twenty years,
So we could meet 'em for the first time,
Pick some tunes and drink some beers,

So we drove down to the home place,
There was dinner on the ground,
Said Virgil's at the station,
Hear that noon train whistle sound,

So we went down to the deeper,
To pick him up and bring him back,
But the train came to screeching halt,
With Virgil on the track,


**Chorus**:
Uncle Virgil never came back from the station,
We'd gone down to meet him on vacation,
Now I guess we'll have to wait,
To meet him at the pearly gates,
'cos Uncle Virgil never came back from the station,


So then we had to go on back,
And tell his poor old wife,
How down there on the train track,
Her dear Virgil lost his life,

She did not believe it,
Had to see with her own eyes,
And to this day,
I still can hear the horror in her cries,

Oh Virgil probably never knew what hit him,
Oh I never really met him,
Lord I never will forget him,

**Chorus** X2

He ate a half a mile of track
He had a crosstie through his back,
Uncle Virgil never came back from the station.

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You wanna go where the rivers flow with liquor,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
Where the wine works fine, but the herb works quicker,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
Where the fish all fight and the girls are all tight,
Down where we pick that banjo and drink all night,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man, Yeah Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.

I got nothing against where the land is flat.
You gotta grow that corn somewhere,
And you can bring it up to where I'm at.
I got 50 pounds of yeast, and some copper and wine,
We can turn that corn into something that, Lord, is fine.
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man, Yeah Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.

You wanna go where the rivers flow with liquor,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
Where the wine works fine, but the herb works quicker,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
Where the fish all fight and the girls are all tight,
Down where we pick that banjo and drink all night,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man, Yeah Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.

I got nothing against nobody's government.
Yeah, but taxes don't mean nothing to me:
I like to see where my money's being spent.
I got my family here, I got the people I love,
I pledge my allegiance to the Lord above.
You wanna go where the rivers flow with liquor,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man, Yeah Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.

You wanna go where the rivers flow with liquor,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
Where the wine works fine, but the herb works quicker,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
Where the fish all fight and the girls are all tight,
Down where we pick that banjo and drink all night,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man, Yeah Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.

(Instrumental Solos)

You wanna go where the rivers flow with liquor,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
Where the wine works fine, but the herb works quicker,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
Where the fish all fight and the girls are all tight,
Down where we pick that banjo and drink all night,
Baby, I'm a Mountain Man, Yeah Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.
I said: Baby, I'm a Mountain Man, Yeah Baby, I'm a Mountain Man.

. . .

Marijuana

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It was a lovely day for a wedding
And the folks were all dressed in black
When she said "I do," I said "me too"
With a shotgun pointed at my back

I married a moonshiner's daughter
How could I go wrong?
'Cause the moonshiner's daughter cooks up corn and water
And makes me liquor all night long

Well, the preacher was as drunk as he could get, lord
And her brothers and her dad were too, of course
Her mom whispered in my ear, "if she don't satisfy you, dear
Just come on down and get you some at the source."

I married a moonshiner's daughter
How could I go wrong?
'Cause the moonshiner's daughter cooks up corn and water
And makes me liquor all night long

We had our honeymoon in Nashville
Got a room down on Dickerson Pike
When the desk clerk, he asked me, "how old is she?"
I said, "old enough to know just what I like"

I married a moonshiner's daughter
How could I go wrong?
'Cause the moonshiner's daughter cooks up corn and water
And makes me liquor all night long

. . .


Well I think, that you're really really cool,
And I think that your body does rule,
That's why I wish, I was you so I could fuck me, me, me, me.
Well I know, that I do kick ass in bed,
And I would give my ownself head,
If I could, be you so I could fuck me, me, me, me.

I'd like to sacrafice your persona,
On the altar of my balona.

Well I would treat me like a God,
And I would worship my own rod,
If I could, be you so I could fuck me, me, me, me.

I'd like to sacrafice your persona,
On the altar of my balona,
Cuz sometimes, when you ain't got nobody to love ya,
Ya just gotta love yourself.

Well I think, that you're really really cool,
And I think that your body does rule,
That's why I wish, I was you so I could fuck me, me, me, me.

Yeah I would, I would, I would, I would,
I would, I would, I would be you so I could fuck me, me, me, me.
Yeah I would, I would, I would, I would,
I would, I would, I would be you so I could fuck me, me, me, me, me.

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Dueling Banjos

[Нет текста]

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