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Gypsy Jewel (2021)
06:23
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Gypsy jewel girl singer in the band
Spitting fire howling wolf at your command
Rolling eyes in her diamond dusky glow,
Can I taste your smoky notes
Breathe your soul into my breaking brain,
Can your radiance at all be tamed
Rendering useless time's age and whispers of war
The future here must have happened once before
Raven nymph you cast your spell upon me
Your velvet shell keeps me always at sea
Ink soaked skin posts the barb wire dream
Have your lips touched the wicked west streams
The broken troubadour quakes and cries
Writing poems to her endless Asian eyes
Keep steady for your cup I will fill
For my heart holds the rage of love that will spill
Gypsy jewel girl now woman of my dreams
Tell me what your cream skin riddle means
Your sleep has said I was the one to be
But am I worth exactly what you see?
Breathe your soul into my breaking brain
Can your radiance at all be tamed
Your mindless memory still had kept score
The future here must have happened once before
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Sweet Cindy
04:24
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Vietnam Cindy is a mental case
A drag strip mama with an angel whore face
I lap it all up, I’m a complete disgrace
I dig that she’s a mental case
Spider web claws all across her back
Mouth like an outhouse and the whip she'll crack
To keep a dude in line his face you have to smack
That’s cause she’s a mental case
Oh Oh send for the cops if I don't come back
Oh Oh I’d like to say I hate it but I like it like that
She’ll squeeze my soul out of her eyes
Then choke me out in between her thighs
I’ll come up for air, she’s still pissed I’ll surmise
That's cause she is a mental case.
She's popped out two kids from two different dudes
The bed time stories reek of snuff and booze
She’ll says she's getting straight but that’s a complete ruse
That’s cause she is a mental case
I’d love to kick her out but I’m a glutton for pain
Drunken lurid fights oh she has no shame
Public screaming matches for her I'm made
That’s cause I am a mental case
Oh Oh Oh Oh send for the cops if I don't come back
Oh Oh Oh Oh I'd like to say I hate it but I like it like that
Oh what a pair we’re gonna make
As we sneak to get it on inside the looney bin gates
White robes electrodes strategically placed
That’s because we are both a mental case
Oh, Oh, Oh Oh, I'm now in a jacket they call strait
Oh oh, oh oh, visiting hours are from 6 to 8
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Sinners Dance
06:44
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Sacred cries from love laced lies scream out through the sinners dance
Wounded worlds come with pearls thinking they all have a chance
To be crowned by the one’s who equal the sums of their lust
Where true love's a feeling that no one can trust
In the eyes of a harlot swaying in scarlet the kind are known as the weak
Her objects are laid her premiums paid with the price of desires deep
As she feasts of the ones who come undone with a smile
Where company’s bought with the words that spill out to her ear, saying
Dance with me Charlie dance for me Charlie I‘ll believe in your lies of love
Don’t take my loneliness far from me it’s the only company that I have
Pretend that I’m real and I’ll let you steal me away
Crimson stains from blood drenched tears carve canyons down his face
Forming masks of dead end friends disappearing with out a trace
To call on tomorrow to beg steal or borrow a glimpse
Into the eyes if a one you don’t have to pay to stay
Peddling plans to unholy hands which still live holier than you
Lust is a force followed quick by remorse which leave voids with out clues
For the part time bluesers and full time losers to use
To find the lines that emptiness hides to say
Dance with me Charlie dance for me Charlie I’ll believe in your lies of love
Don't take my loneliness far from me its only company that I have
Pretend that I'm real and you'll let me steal you away
Now you search the wrong place for all the right things
And it tolls to tell what the sirens sing
Youth and beauty are bagged and sold
And lies are told to keep hold of your soul
Powers are drawn from the fair skinned fawn who rides a bent ragged mile
Callouses compiled to hide the fragile child who weeps behind smiles
As reality’s wars pimp you out as whores
To the dreams that will not come true
Etiquette games from the blowhard strains keep promises with out truth
Rip chord wishes sift through souls in stitches to prime the power of youth
Defenses fail and the helpless flail to repent
As the angels move on then are gone like the money you spent
Still you say
Dance with me Charlie dance for me Charlie I’ll believe in your lies of love
Don’t take my loneliness far from me it’s the only company that I have
Pretend that I'm real and you'l let me steal you away
Dance with me Charlie dance for me Charlie I’ll believe in your lies of love
Don’t take my loneliness far from me it’s the only company that I have
Pretend that I'm real and you'll let me steal you away
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Psalms of Freedom
04:19
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Meet me today back in tomorrow’s violence
And I’ll understand what the eyes of the gypsy has said
To plan for a war that has happened yet again before
So I’ll sterilize my eyes to remember nothing
Take the young’s chances to answer the new world order
In which no faith I have to promise that shall ever end
So take my hand as we rage into the darkness
To re-live what love we thought we never had
Somewhere someone is singing
The psalms of freedom we have never heard before
Eating the rich to feed the poor
Tossed in sick silence and gore
To go on bleeding the psalms of freedom
You’re taking my children to upstage the ruthless
For dictators start with a heart that has never been born
The devil hides in the diamond eyes of the privileged
For they hate what they don’t understand or have never lived
Somewhere someone is singing
The psalms of freedom we have never heard before
Eating the rich to feed the poor
Tossed in sick silence and gore
To go on bleeding the psalms of freedom
The time has now come to take up arms for the helpless
With knowledge resistance defiance to the masters of war
For today they choke the truth under the guise of protection
Tomorrow your freedom at best has been put into question
Somewhere someone is singing
The psalms of freedom we have never heard before
Eating the rich to feed the poor tossed in sick silence and gore
To go on bleeding the psalms of freedom
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5. |
Intermission
00:23
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6. |
45 Song
04:04
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Now the soldiers are saints and the saints are sinners
Cause beginners aren’t aware of what hate can do
They’ve taken your name and given you a number
Now the blunders on the mother who gave birth to you
Prides in the colors of the heavens of war
Cause blood dollar dimes aren’t gonna make themselves
So we’ll praise the lord and pass the ammunition
It’s in the name of freedom so it can’t be wrong
Praise the lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all march to a dead man’s song
Die for the red tie the orange faced wretch
Ticks the time to when he’ll blow us all to kingdom come
Your shackled sense of dead man for the future
Would be really funny if it weren’t so true
The bag man’s coming trade your witness for a martyr
The payment on your mortgage for death is due
While we sing praise the lord and pass the ammunition
It’s in the name of freedom so it can’t be wrong
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all dance to a dead man’s song
The sociopath laughs to the rhythm of ineptitude
Let’s impeach 'em up to gag the press on the truth
There’s nothing like a war to distract us from the reason
And the treason of the intellect defective rube
Capital crooks cook the books for the sadists
Who buy up the promise and the sale on souls
You’ll keep the door locked and the finger on the trigger
Cause you can’t really love that which you can fear
Keep ‘em in line to the ticking of the time bomb
Fear is the power that the blood lusts crave
To sing praise the lord pass the ammunition
It’s in the name of freedom so it can’t be wrong
Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Its in the name of freedom so it can't be wrong
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Noche Cuervo
06:02
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Oh the midnight cape of raven hair whips across her face
Her hips do move, swivel then swoon as the rhythm takes its pace
Her charcoal eyes roll and hide with the motion of the night
Men’s mouths agape her they all intake
Somewhere between love and hate.
Sins begin with her bronze skin exposed
Mocking the indecency proposed
Oh Oh, Angela they’d all like to spend the night with you
Oh Oh, Angela let yourself be worth more than they do
The night pays in spades for the endless days of neglect instead of love
Her thighs appease the aching needs that reflect the ancient tease
Her body heaves with fluttered ease with each intake of a breath
The vows do fade the promises cave ‘til there’s nothing of them left
Golden rings are tarnished with a stare
A diamond rose is nothing you can share
Oh, Oh Angela your serpent stare protects the little girl within
Oh, Oh Angela, without the woman there would be no sin
We all want something that we can never have
And it comes in forms of blackbirds blazing fire
Wailing with unquenchable desire
The words are numb bleached and dumb there’s nothing new to say
To have a coveted beauty there’s always a steep price to pay
While all the eyes undress you to the tune of fantasy
The world they’ve built is stripped of guilt for their open eyes cannot see
Your Spanish style has led me to a dream
To where you look the same way at me
Oh, Oh Angela does your faithless beauty tell me you are kind
Oh, Oh Angela looking past leaves me afraid at what I might find
Oh, Oh Angela tell me whom your taking home tonight
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Skin N Bone
04:44
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Hello skin and bone welcome back to the rage of obsession
Where the clouds in my head boil and burst upon a point of contention
The poison comes in forms of a woman I could not have resisted
Playing martyr to a cause that never really existed
As the prayers with precious meaning
Bounce useless off the ceiling
When you're hurled into choking down the LA blues
Now the touch is a crutch to avoid a certain sense of disaster
The guts that are wrenched are entrenched in the mold of the master
Harrowed ringing trails of a tail that's never ending
Its the pleasant potion mirage you now are befriending
Loneliness is a friend so kind
Cause it'l never leave your side
When you're coaxed into sucking down the LA blues
The beast that is black has you shackled to the rack of despondence
There's no reply from the acts that are cracked and filled with repentance
You're steeped in the tar that's not far from the asylum's admittance
As the gavel pounds to sound your given life sentence
Love it may be good
But it sure as hell ain't fair
As your joys drip down the dome of depression blues
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9. |
City at Night
07:04
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Stacks of masks coat the bar charade
The jig is up the friends have been made
And the high roller's sought and paid for his woman tonight
Wannabe ballers drink to one night stands
As the holy horny women slip through their hands
And the excuses they brand keep hide the broken pride from their sight
The city’s so much better at night
The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight
I guess the starburst babies are born from the nights of today
While the half mast pioneers sit and stare
At the riot rock rollers with whom they’d like to share
The invisible women who’ve never given them the time of day
Party people snake in a line
Skirts so short there’s no place the sun don’t shine
its good to glam you gams for the meeting of the minds
She sleeps with many and they’ll call her a slut
He’ll sleep with even more and they’ll call him a stud
For the rules are made by the ones who’ve always had it their way
The city’s so much better at night
The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight
I guess the starburst babies are born from the nights of today
While the half mast pioneers sit and stare
At the riot rock rollers with whom they’d like to share
The invisible women who’ve never given them the time of day
The barmaid doles you out another round
And the one you really want is not to be found
The pulse pounding music and the lights do fade
Along with the chances with her that have slipped away
The stuffy stiff bankers from out of town
Sip their pricey drinks worth more than the gowns
Of the house bound expensive wives they never had time for
Trouble is they had time for their mistress
Some bangin’ bod who does time as a stewardess
Who happens to remind him to forget about sacred vows
The city's so much better at night
The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight
I guess the starburst babies are born from the nights of today
While the half mast pioneers sit and stare
At the riot rock rollers with whom they’d like to share
The invisible women who’ve never given them the time of day
The night speaks the silence and the time has come
To break bread alone and for sins to atone
For the one you always have to wake up with is yourself
In the blackened bar full of guts and stones
Roam remains of lovers that we once called our own
That hide in the silk socking shadows until they’re summoned again
The city’s so much better at night
The dreams are still alive there ain't no traffic to fight
I guess the starburst babies are born from the nights of today
While the half mast pioneers sit and stare
At the riot rock rollers with whom they’d like to share
The invisible women who’ve never given them the time of day.
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Jeffrey Dallet Denver, Colorado
From Denver, Colorado, Jeffrey Dallet combines rock with lyrically driven folk music. Dallet has won awards for his songwriting, winning an Akedamia best folk song award for his song "Gypsy Jewel" Dallet's experiences have all contributed to his unique style of songwriting which blends storytelling, social commentary, and lost love. ... more
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