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Road Dogs - Prologue
04:09
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Well i found you
On the top shelf
To high lookin down
Prepare to be alone
It cold this November
To cold for a smoke
I’ll spin this record
Until my ears bleed
So go ahead and help yourself
The cabinet is full
There is no reason for sober
Non that i can tell
(full build)
So go ahead and help yourself
You will offend no one
You will offend nobody
Sitting here by yourself
Well I found you
Bottom of a well
They say that it’s a long way up
climbing up out of hell
It was cold this November
Cold enough for prayers
Cold enough to start thinking about you
Cold enough to care
So go ahead and help yourself
You will offend no one
There is no reason for sober
There is no reason to run
So go ahead and help yourself
Heaven is full
You will offend nobody
You will offend no one
Well someone talked a lot
Said way too much
So go ahead and help yourself
nothin aint seen before
So go ahead and help yourself
You will offend no one
You will offend nobody
Sitting here by yourself
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Road Dogs
05:23
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And the dogs, man…. The look on their faces
I can’t get em out of my head
And that lying cheating son of a bitch
That put me here That put us that put us here
We rode on man… we had to go
we had to get out of that place
There was no telling, what we’d owe but it
would definitely never replace
The orange sun on the horizon
Amidst the blue vivid sky
The saguaro silhouettes, towering reminders
that we’re just passing by
Passing by trains
that took us there to a place
where the dogs are safe
where the dogs are safe
from the man
The burning mid day sun
wouldn’t slow down our run
From the blistering penance we were forced to serve
in service of remorse
We rode on man, we rode all day
we rode all night in that place
we had big dreams but we owed and we’d pay but it all never replace
The grapefruit moon on the horizon
Amidst the milky way covered sky
The saguaros a million miles away - a billion miles away
The light, in the distance
the only light in space
a pinhole, reminder of that day
we took instruction from the man
And the dogs man, seeing them there
fighting for their lives
and the dirty sons of bitches who put em there, who made them fight
who made them slaves
I pray that the tires on this caddy survive
The long road rolling through remorse
The long road to the west or Mexico our paradise
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Could be sitting on a beach somewhere
Corona in my hand
Amazing food and pretty brown girls
Buenos días! Donde esta la tequilas
Fuck all you got going on right now
I can’t go to mexico if i’m dead asshole
And I owe… and I owe
They can’t hurt you if they can’t find you
Envisage the heat, tacos on the beach
playing guitar under a tree
Psychedelisized Mejico
Gentlemen, You’re lone wolves among dead dogs
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