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1.	Set It Off 02:47		buy track
2.	Pay No Mind 02:59	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
3.	Somewhere 03:31	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
4.	Day I Was Born 03:35	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
5.	Supernaut 03:05	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
6.	Yellabone 03:23	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
7.	Tower of Babel 03:24	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
8.	Revolution 02:26	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
9.	Souls of the Darklands 03:16	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
10.	Calabasas 05:54	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
11.	Jones For War 03:30	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one
12.	Way of the Lamb 03:06	lyrics	buy track
SET IT OFF Got the scorched earth fever Begging come on White light dream in your head Where you going? Looking round the way I don’t care no more this time Got the scorched earth screaming And begging come on Black light dreaming Don’t know what you want Search light swing to me To and fro sometimes I leave it behind No nickle and dime But watch if I set it off this time Set it off this time Don’t even know what I want Set it off this time PAY NO MIND Yeah, they call me I’m the King of Krokus. Ball of Cokus with the ring to shine Bring the beat down low and dirty Ain't got to pay no mind Sometimes the low get lonely Sometime left behind Way back in the hills and hungry They ain’t got to pay no mind I was kicking with chumps of dumpsters Pulling pervis of a whole new kind Hold the nutsack rock steady Ain’t got to pay no mind Some talk the talk a’lurking Some walk the walk in line Flat broke in the land of plenty But ain’t got to pay no mind SOMEWHERE Bury this away and come and run Off to Louisiana to get it done Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Trying to find a way to grind it on Sooner after later it won’t be long Something’s got to give Don’t know when it’ll come Someway, somehow, somewhere Crawling all the way from Roman lore Broke in Alabama Don’t know where we’re going Search for something out there somewhere In the nowhere beyond Someway, somehow, somewhere Somewhere DAY I WAS BORN I’m a stone cold grinder that can’t change Last of the bloodline to hold sway The days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days But you know I’m alive Just like the saints of old I came here to grind Just like the day I was born I sing to the mountain that don’t break Over the fondling the same way Days get darker, you don’t say? Ain’t seen the sunshine for 10 days Alive like the saints of old Just like the day I was born YELLABONE Tell you what You tell me why Stack them up break high You always get what you want Sometimes you say jump How high do you want me to go? No matter what, no matter why It goes up, don’t deny You always get what you want Sometimes ain't enough But the way you give and take Is so rough She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone, You know she goes on She goes on and on and on Yeah, my yellabone she be the bomb No matter what Don't matter why You show up I got to follow Before you leave me behind To catch up To get mine Can I climb up To the top of your throne REVOLUTION Revolution Apolitical Twice the mythical Thrice the physical Don’t know if I live not know now I got to find the real revolution Revolution SOULS OF THE DARKLANDS I said old man Why are we sad and broken? Where are our women and old kin? What will you leave here to forget? Said Old Man Where are we from? Where are we going? When can I get it and know it? Is there an end to the cold within? We are souls of the darklands One the same and none So alone so many among The zeros and ancient ones Understand we are souls of the darklands I said Old Man, are you sad and loaded? Or hung-over and bloated? You drug me here now we’re broken Said Old Man, the Kubla Khan of the trashcan Under the lash of your last stand The father, son, and the back of his hand We are souls of the darklands So far, talking way beyond the stars From the darkness where we part To the dirty earth where it starts Understand we are souls of the darklands JONES FOR WAR See no evil Cause war is in season Like spring or treason All the atom bombs around the world Strange men in a stranger world Black night dreaming I’m tired of thinking Of all the meanings All the loaded guns around the world Aimed upon the flags unfurled Make me see no evil at all They want to sell your blood for oil Make me see no evil at all Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war See no evil Cause greed’s in season My TV is sleeping In the land free And the home of the fear The mother of all bombs in the air Old money dreaming It’s stuck and scheming Now who are you believing The cowboy crooks or the billionaires Victim or villain or bombardier Stacking up the blood money They got the Jones for war WAY OF THE LAMB Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one No one like the unknown lamb In the shadows of man In forgotten holes Where even animals Surrender their command This crown of thorns This cross to the strange Stranger than you wanted Strange like the way of the lamb I am powerless emotion I am swinging from the night The moon is on a string I know you want it now When the carnival of voices Drowns the small talk and the jive Like the way of the lamb Can you dig the World War Zero Like a man? I tore the crown of thorns From my head It was such a drag Now I’m free of all the bullshit I know you’ll understand Just like the way of the lamb This crown of thorns This cross to the strange All the nameless gospels All the faceless names Of the lamb Maria slits the dawn I’m almost no one

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Brother Dege Lafayette, Louisiana

Brother Dege (AKA Dege Legg) is one of the best kept secrets in the Deep South. Legg has burned a crooked trail to the Promised Land, pushing slide Delta Blues into the 21st century, melding elements of folk, Delta blues, punk, rock, metal, hippie ragas, and outlaw county into one blasted, raw whole. ... more

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