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Here Comes That Weird Chill [EP] (2003)
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(Lanegan)

(Hit it)
Wake up
Wake up
Children don't ya hear me comin'
Get up
Get up
Because I got to have the honey
And I don't want to leave this heaven so soon
Rollin' children keep on rollin'
Rollin' children keep on rollin'
Keep the light turned low and the back door open
My love rain down like sugar so sweet
(got what you want, so come and get it)
Yes children I will
Tall lawman rides
With his uniform clean, shine on his shoes
My radio plays
Methamphetamine blues
and tell all the news
I'm rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Wake up
Children
Get right soul church, keep a lock on the kitchen
Do risks for your daddy
(I'll do it daddy)
Keep your eyes wide open and my shotgun loaded
Cause I don't want to leave this heaven so soon
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
Rollin' just to keep on rollin'
My love rain down like sugar so sweet
(got what you want, so come and get it)
Yes baby
Tall lawmen rides
With his uniform clean, shine on his shoes
My radio plays
Methamphetamine blues
and tell all the news
I'm rollin just to keep on rollin'
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
I don't want to leave this heaven so soon
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
Rollin just to keep on rollin'
Rollin just to keep on rollin'

. . .


(Goss, Lanegan)

I'm so sorry
I know exactly what you mean
Tired of being devilish
Sick of being wicked
Habitual, and untrue
Another starting over
Although it is the ending
I send regards to you
Standing on the steps
Steps of the cathedral
Watch the summer fade
Just trying to get to somewhere
Trying to get just anywhere

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(Van Vliet)

Had to run so far to find a clear spot
Sun's all hottin' in the rotten hot
Swamp's all rotten and stinkin', buh
Vegetation's hot
Sleepin' in the bayou in an old rotten cot

Can't find my kind of folks havin' fun
Have to run, run, run, run
Run to find a clear spot

Cave shattered down on the sun baked ground
Mosquitoes 'n moccasins, steppin' all around
'fraid I'm gonna get hit

Sun's all hottin' and a rotten hot
Vegetation's hot
Sleepin' in the bayou on an old rotten cot

Can't find my kind of folks havin' fun
I gotta run, run, run, run
Run to find a clear spot

Cave shattered down on the sun baked ground
Mosquitoes 'n moccasins, steppin' all around
And I'm gonna get hit
'fraid I'm gonna get hit
I run so far to find a clear spot

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(Lanegan)

Oh, It's good
Baby, to make me forget
Oh, so good
Baby, so good to make me forget
Forget myself again
I walk down, the steps to the river
With my outfit, full set to deliver
And the minute it's done
There's nothin' but time
On a pay telephone, I send a message to mine
Yeah, it's good
So good baby
Because it makes me forget
Oh, so good
So good baby
Because it makes me forget
Forget myself again
Upstairs, slower on my feet
Got to get to the corner and I know it's getting late
At the cold polar ice
End of the line
If I don't wake up
Send a message to mine
Oh it's good
So good baby
Because it makes me forget, forget myself again
Seventeen steps down to the river
With my outfit, full set to deliver
And the floodlights shine
Blindin' my eye
On the pay telephone, I send a message to mine
Back down, early in the morning
Same building, different story
Well the room here's free and it's easy to find
The tricks of her frame send a message to mine

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(Lanegan, Richards)

Won't break my heart, won't hope to die
Before Lexington, could slow down
They say a chariot's waitin'
Will it get cut loose
The place starts swinging
When it's me on the noose
Mother do you think
That the children cry
Cause they want to shake your chain?
Mark miles today, one for every year of my life
In the stinking fucking rain
Just to slow down
So I could so slow down
So I could so slow down
Yeah
Look for me luck
Just one last time
Spare me a chance, I've wasted mine
Shine on me light, don't you know I would
Reach for you there
If only I could
If I could slow down
If I could slow down
If I could slow down
Just slow down
Don't mind being stoned
They say Jesus was
And I like being alone, and I could take livin' low
Forgive my being cruel, if ever I was
Say a word for me too
When I'm under the gun
It wouldn't break my heart
If I could slow down
Let the place start swingin
There's a chariot waitin'
It wouldn't break my heart
If I could slow down
Let the place start swinging
There's a charoit waiting

. . .


(Homme, Lanegan, Oliveri)

Ohhh, an artery is not a vein
No history can tell
My skeleton won't tell
Why some like moths draw
To a surgeon's drill
And blood shot hits to marrow

The snake's eating through her clothes and
Her charms that won me over
DeGama breached this lofty reach
Balboa left his bones upon the beach
Left there to bleach

Rose breaks in my fingers
Pullin' nickels through the stem too much has took a toll
Smoke crawls low along the ceilings
And all is quiet
But I keep listening
Come to kill me

Oh, she just left, you missed her
Go on home, the sex theater is closed
Cracked mouth too dry to drink
At least the sand is cold
Wish the sea would drown the freeway

Instead, girls stare in dead-eyed wonder
They can't walk with fallen soldiers
Used by cops who fucked inside abandoned boarding houses
Go on fast before the beast catches the bastard
Draggin' the chain down, down, down
Who'll say it
Tell me
No one else is here, come on
Nothin' to believe is to be blissed, come on
Who's layin' low, you said
Whether veins, the bones to be
Good or bad, the death of me
Just make it quietly

Oh, who knows my sister
Can't anyone admit the fact that they infected her
She said the sun was gonna burn and blister
My blood
God speed
God
Love her
Farewell, honey
Yeah

No morning sun'll move her
No help in amen or hallelujah
Prayers are for the dead left over
The breach never to reach that sandy beach
Poor baby girl's gone under
To each their own grave buried in
Underneath abandoned boarding houses
Sidewalks and streets
Sidewalks and streets

Though my skeleton won't tell
Some could see
Why moths draw to surgeon's drills
And blood shots

. . .


(Lanegan)

He wrote a name
With the needle gun
In black and blue
Your eyes are stone she said
Beautiful and dead
And I wish you well
I took a turn on this carousel
How long ago now, I never can tell
I never stopped to wonder
Maybe a morning, maybe, a thousand years
I only walk high wires
Attend a needing
The magnolia's dying
Long coarse and primitive
I wish love, lord
I wish love could live, forever
What I once saw burning bright as hell, now here comes that weird chill
I don't stop to wonder

Threaded a name
Through the needle's eye
As a frame
Tied the ends and stitched it up
And hung my head down and wept
But I wish you well
Who'll pray for the killer's sake
I used to be so wide awake
Like certain mornings
That last a thousand hours
Long coarse and primitive
I wish love, lord
I wish love could live forever
I'm burning bright at hell, here comes that weird chill
But I wish you well
Your eyes are stone she said, truly beautiful and dead
I wish you well
I want to ride on this carousel

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(Lanegan)

Heavy head and harbour mine
Red soaked cloud at my blood shot eye
The faithful scatter, they're running away
Along for the ride
With all of my shame
Now I need someone
Oh sleep with me, sleep with me
Dark night coming won't you, sleep with me
Those feral girls will suit me more than
Gloss from drugstore magazines
Their werewolf teeth flicker and gleam
You're someone who saw the same way I see at the
Turn of a century
Skip thin dimes on sheets of ice
Got my eyes on you
You got your eyes on me
The angels have scattered, swearing to god
The albatross dies in a firing squad
I need someone
Ah, sleep with me
Sleep with me
Dark night fallin', come on, sleep with me
Heavy head and asphalt blind
Gift horse pissed in my bloodshot eye
Dead dream on beyond stares
The ambulance crawl
The siren I hear and I
Find me anywhere
The faithful scatter, running away
Along for the ride, when all of my shame
Cause I need someone
Oh you're looking at me, I've got my eyes on you
Mmmhmm
The world, is falling away
Mmmhmm

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