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A Letter From John
03:14
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I got a letter from John with words of fire
It was apocalypse song by an angel choir
And I thought it's just my luck to be here at history's end
But I know these tears will turn to wine again
I tried to dive right into the Holy Grail
I added speed and heroin and made a cocktail
Then the moon turned into blood and its death became the wind
But I know these tears will turn to wine again
I would let you rescue me if you climbed out on the ledge
Reached out your hand to me and made a pledge
I had a vision of war, I was in the saddle
Of a pale white horse among a herd of cattle
When the brand seared my flesh like a numbered specimen
I knew these tears would turn to wine again
I'm going one last mile to a place called Jordan
Down the river Nile with its banks all swollen
Will I see Delilah there or maybe Mary Magdalene
I know this rust will turn to gold again
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If I Promise You...
03:46
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Don't Go Shooting Horses
04:19
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5. |
Here's A Song For You
04:14
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I Don't Speak French
02:54
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Elijah Fed By Ravens
05:12
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A Negative Prayer
03:52
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9. |
Dirty Limericks
04:34
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Killing You
03:21
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Bleeding On The Inside
02:07
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Secrets That I Know
02:48
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13. |
Raze The Living Dead
02:56
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A pretty girl in tears,
A handstand by a clown
My channel surfing mama's got
The biggest wave in town
But I can't really trust her
Think I'll hit the road instead
Tell the boys on Beale street
We gonna raze the living dead
I asked questions of her body
She answered with her soul
Incomplete before the sun went down
By the morning I was whole
Then night came knocking down the door
And put a pistol to my head
There's other slot machines in Vegas
Where we can raze the living dead
The drugs were working overtime,
Hills were wearing shades
We passed a nuclear family
In the American parade
It was like a Norman Rockwell nightmare
Just like my buddy J-Man said
Reload your wrecking ball
We’re gonna raze the living dead
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14. |
What Could We Do?
04:23
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Marq DeSouza Vancouver, British Columbia
-A very personal rock album. He also writes from a very moral perspective, which gives his record a strong POV. These songs
are not filled with empty thoughts but actually try to say something. (Vancouver Province)
-Inspiration drips from every distorted and bent guitar note, down-but-not-out vocal phrasing, and sneered lyric. (Georgia Straight)
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