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A Dead Man
04:31
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A dead man washed up upon the shore
Bloated wearing scraps faded blue
There’s a lost soul out there yearning for more
He holds us in contemptful, wanting view
There was nothing in his pockets but regret
His fingerprints are past leaving clues
They drag surrounding waters with their nets
To find some passing bastard to accuse
His begrieved are out there looking
Bloated wearing scraps of faded blue
At the worlds ends, broken and crooked
With each empty mile, building on their fears
A dead man washed up upon the shore
Bloated wearing scraps of faded blue
There’s a lost out there yearning for more
He holds us in contemptful, wanting view
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Not Afraid To Die
02:17
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Not afraid to die
Only way they taught me how to live
Never asking why
Forever forward with what little slack they give
Climbing on a rope
They keep cutting down and tying short
Wallowing in smoke
‘Cause they burned it all down for sport
Not afraid to die
Only way they taught me how to live
Never asking why
Forever forward with what little slack they give
Not afraid to die
Only way to make it in this town
Not afraid to die
Only way that they’ll let me lie down
Not afraid to die
Maybe then I’ll finally stay asleep
Not afraid to die
Throw my useless body on the heap
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Middle West
01:38
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Middle of nowhere
West of nothing else
Ain't going nowhere
Unhappy by myself
Drinking everyday
And through the whole night too
When I'm at the liquor store
I always think of you
Whiskey for the thought
Of life where you're still here
Middle of nowhere
Screaming loud and clear
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Whether you’re rich or poor
Whether tall or short
The worms will eat you too
You can be grotesque
You can look your best
The worms will eat you too
No matter what you were before
When the reaper’s at your door
The worms will eat you too
There’s nothing you can do
Nothing you can do
The worms will eat you too
Doesn’t matter if you’re young
Or if you’re old and gray
We all gotta’ die
Some day
They put you in a big black box
And cover you up with dirt and rocks
It all goes well for about a week
And then your coffin begins to leak
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
The worms play pinochle on your snout
They eat your eyes, they eat your nose
They eat the jelly between your toes
A big green worm with rolling eyes
Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes
Your stomach turns a slimy green
And pus pours out like whipping cream
You spread it on a slice of bread
And that’s what you eat when you’re dead
The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
In your ears and out your mouth
The one little worm that isn’t so shy
Crawls in your ears and out your eye
There’s nothing you can do
Nothing you can do
The worms will eat you too
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Broken Bottle Kids
03:25
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Broken bottle kids
We keep our pocket knives hid
Once it’s in the air
It’s always coming down
Your tires we will tear
If you near our lair
Once it’s in the air
It’s always coming down
Gravity will take you to the ground
And shatter you into pieces
Never to be found
No way we ain’t ever growing old
No way that we’re doing as we’re told
No way we ain’t ever growing old
No way that we’re dying like we’re told
Gravity will take you to the ground
And shatter you into pieces
Never to be found
‘Cause once it’s in the air
It’s always coming down
Once it’s in the air
It’s always coming down
Once it’s in the air
It’s always coming down
Once it’s in the air
It’s always coming down
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House Of The Dead
04:08
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Boxes piled high
At the house of the dead
Full of anxious memories
That burrow into your head
The corners all need cleaning
Thoughts swept away now found
The dead trail in the dirt
As they march into the ground
They leave us here with nothing
But the stink upon their things
Lashing out with dying gasps
Pulling down with tightening strings
Boxes piled high
At the house of the dead
Full of anxious memories
That burrow into your head
They leave us lonely, are they lonely too?
They leave us lonely, are they lonely too?
They leave us lonely, are they lonely too?
They leave us lonely, are they lonely too?
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I taste you so far away
There's iron in my mouth when you die
In a bar a state or two away
I drink instead of cry
On parole for your funeral
On a road to nowhere new
Are you somewhere in the stars
Buried somewhere with a lovely view?
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
You'll be a new galaxy
You always where for me
Your name is on my tongue
I'll fly out to see you soon
I'll fly out to see you soon
I'll fly out to see you soon
I'll fly out to see you soon
I'll fly out to see you soon
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24 Inch Dick
01:35
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I've got
A real big
24 inch
Dick
I cannot think straight
I cannot walk right
But it does
The trick
I've got
The biggest
24 inch
Dick
It's impractical
And it's tactial
But it falls down
Quick
I've got
A real big
24 inch
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My daddy died tuesday night
He’d been fighting life all these years
He never did do me right
But the news still brought me to tears
“Daddy wouldn’t want you crying at his funeral”
I heard from the other line
“Daddy wouldn’t want you crying at his funeral
He always thought you were the one to whine”
I brought his body on my shoulder
To the place I doubt he’ll rest
I tried to hold the waterworks
But the hymns they put me to the test
“Daddy wouldn’t want you crying at his funeral”
Is what my brother said to me
“Daddy wouldn’t want you crying at his funeral”
Maybe I can finally rest in peace
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When they call you something else
It's damn hard to be yourself
It's lonely dying so far away
From home
Always been a bit, walled off
At least I knew what I was called, unlike now
It's lonely dying so far away
From home
Dying all alone
With a name I do not know
It's lonely dying so far away
From home
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Justin H.K. Howell, Michigan
Justin HK is a multi-instrumentalist and singer-songwriter with no fear of exploration, lyrically or sonically.
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