Cities Townies EP Lyrics Street Trash ViewI feel like you could take this off my hands
Making my arms so weak they can’t extend
Well I reel, like I do, with an empty Street Trash View
Whilst awake, I engage with those who leave no trace
This is where I live. This is it. This is where I beg.
This is it. This is how I live. This is it. Is this it?
I feel like if I could just wash my head
That the source of my lone fate would soon be flipped.
Piece by piece, re-growing what once was dead.
So, I hear…”Love is blind…that (it) transcends all hell and time.”
That sounds good…that sounds alright, but lady I ain’t blind
Just beat, and worn from sun, scorched by rain, without a home
No roof to wear; nothing but this empty street trash view.
I’ve known all the time, that this is it, I’m not in line for nothing else.
Guess it’s best to leave love to the blind.
lyrics: BlockerCaught In A LieAll I see is what’s for me. When you want two, I’m taking three.
One by one it builds up so easily.
What spins ‘round inside, combines with lust and swallowed pride.
A promise to an only child…I know I’m wrong, I guess you’re right.
Cauterized and caught in lies. I called your name, got you surprised.
If they cut off your hands, I’d give you both my eyes.
What’s up and down at times, is chased by guilt, swallowed with pride.
The question on a lover’s mind, is “If I’m wrong, then who was right?”
Caught in a lie, caught in a lie
Call you the liar, brandished in fire
And I’ll be the lion, the cowardice lion.
What spins ‘round inside, combines with lust and swallowed pride.
A promise to an only child…I know I’m wrong, I guess you’re right.
lyrics: BlockerDaddy Was A Freight TrainDaddy, he’s a’comin’ for us all. Rumblin’ like a freight train down the hall.
His face is as filthy, as his heart. Daddy he’s a’comin’ for us all.
You run…You run…You run…
Is Maw gonna save us? No, not at all. She’s off with Uncle bristlin’ in the barn.
Her back is as filthy as her heart. Daddy he’s a’comin’ for us all.
You run…You run…You run…
Now I have turned the corner and can’t get home. Though a fire’s a’burnin’, I can’t get warm.
I guess Daddy turned me into his Son, when he came a’rumblin’ down the hall…
lyrics: BlockerRun For The GoldRiding from the land of blood. Blinded by the greed and lust.
Gonna reach Paloma when morning comes…....American.. ..River...., here I come.
Would you run, would you? Could you run, could you? Would you run for the gold.
Pony’s head is riding low. No more clay from his hooves we’ll throw.
Gonna send my fortune back to Rhome. ....California.... I call you home.
Would you run, would you? Could you run, could you? Would you run for the gold.
Might lose it all in this one chance, trading my life for this dance, the whiskey in my puch is almost empty.
Please, oh Lord, bail me out, make my pony strong and stout, trailboss says, “On day to go."
lyrics: BordenHarland’s Wife Black suit affair. Harland’s wife. Diego’s son. One tentatively old, the other young.
White washed walls backed taut by the sun, they cooked until they cracked, open wide, overdone.
“I guess you don’t mind” he said, “that I’m not your man. That old Harland is working tough, while you’re laying here…”
“Pay it no mind” she said, “you’ll be my man. Pay it no mind” she said, “he’ll soon be dead.”
Black suit affair. Mourn the stone. Old Harland’s wife and her five boys.
Tempered in gray the line’s been crossed.
“I guess you don’t mind” he said, “that I killed your man. That old Harland stuffed and tucked, while you’re laying here…”
“Pay it no mind” she said, “you did what you should…for Harland did treat me rough…and battered all of my kids.”
lyrics: Blocker
