Physical copy of the Lonesome Son CD! With art by Ila Rose and gatefold package with printed lyrics!
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Peering out the window through a crack in the shutter
Seen a single red rose floating on down the gutter
Found something good, right behind the dumpster
Come find me later, we could have some fun...
They say that house is haunted, but it don't bother me
Throw a rock through the window, we'll go right in and see
The best place to sleep is where you sleep for free
And there ain't no ghost I can't outrun...
Throw a line in the canal, see what I can get
If you wanna eat good, you gotta get your shoes wet
A few folks 'round here don't know that yet
They're digging through trash cans...
Well, late in the evening there's a powerful smell
Rising up from the streets like the winds of Hell
Reminding everyone that all ain't well
It puts the fear of god in a man,
It's a strange little island, strange little town
The weeping and the restless creeping all around.
When you're below sea level, you can't dig down
You gotta bury your dead above ground.
Chicken bone, chicken bone
Crushed with a river stone
Bleed a drop into the pot
And stir it with a leg bone
Light a fire underneath
Point your dagger to the east
Make it boil, if it ain't
And offer up a prayer to the black saints...
Sweet little Lucy
Say she just wanna have fun, know what I mean?
She's lying to her friends, says she's staying clean
Saw a place on the road map called New Orleans...
Hitched a ride through the night in the back of a truck
Crossed the Mississippi as the sun was coming up
With everything she owned wrapped in a black bandana
She found a new home at the bottom of Louisiana...