1. |
Streets Of Aberdeen
04:08
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There was a bad man
Who ran a shipping town
He’d send you down the Wishkah
Set up to drown
I hear he killed a hundred
Only two were found
Now William’s on the waterfront
He drags across the ground
Out on the harbor sirens sing
Goodnight Irene I’ll see you in my dreams
Those found wanting
Will be drawn beneath
To end up as ghosts
Who haunt the streets of Aberdeen
There was a singer
Who stole the siren’s song
And on a bank of the river
He sang all winter long
But water don’t forgive you
Once you’ve done her wrong
He came down as rain
They found him dead at dawn
Out on the harbor sirens sing
Goodnight Irene ill see you in my dreams
Those found wanting
Will be drawn beneath
To end up as ghosts
Who haunt the streets of Aberdeen
If we all die tomorrow
Send us out to sea
Don’t let a song
Come back in harmony
And all hollows eve
Set the lost souls free
Shine a red light
On the ones who don’t believe
Out on the harbor sirens sing
Goodnight Irene I’ll see you in my dreams
Those found wanting
Will be drawn beneath
To end up as ghosts
Who haunt the streets of Aberdeen
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2. |
Just A Shell
03:02
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Dad don’t step up like he used to
He stumbled on his way home
I nearly cried tears to the tides
I guess we're all on our own
A man who once was a mountain
Is down to a few grains of sand
I understand where dad once would stand
There’s just a shell of a hell of a man
An old friends all strung out and low down
Lately he ain’t been all there
Old empty eyes all hollowed inside
And that empty thousand yard stare
A man who ran like the rivers
Souls dried up like its been damned
I understand where that friend once would stand
There’s just a shell of a hell of a man
Darlin’ I ain’t what I once was
There’s nothing beneath this act
No reason or rhyme just old rehearsed lines
And I hide behind this mask
I thought I once filled some big shoes
Now I’m down in the palm of your hand
If you help me stand you know I still am
More than a shell of a hell of a man
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3. |
So Nervous, No Service
02:39
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Bored out of my mind in a one store town
Toward nine o’clock they shutter down
Still trying to find what’s so profound about
No signal no one around
I got nowhere to go
So nervous no service nothing on the radio
I pick her up to take her for a date
I know she’s ready she makes me wait
We cant talk we cant relate
Got nothing to say so anyways
What does she need to know
So nervous no service and nothing on the radio
All through the hills they’re building cell towers
Killing your mind with digital powers
Every second of every hour
Time to take a cold shower
I make a call I can’t connect
She changed plans last time I checked
Xanax to kill this stress
Sending off a last text "come and save me"
There’s no one else I know
So nervous no service nothing on the radio
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4. |
Small Township
03:00
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Some messed up vets got the post-traumatic stress
Head full of ssshhh that he never forgets
He found her phone filled with texts from her ex-boyfriend
Got a berretta and a bottle and been set on revenge
You smell the small township going down going down
Small township going down
Some small town pig feels real big
Kicking round his wife and his two little kids
He said he’d never let her leave him alive
Last night she got him in the chest with his own .45
You smell the small township going down going down
Small township going down
Spend your life inside your TV screen
A little small town scene
You never know what’s going on underneath
Between the pills blood money guns methamphetamines
You smell the small township going down going down
Small township going down
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5. |
Goodnight, Irene
03:05
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