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Brushfire
02:33
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Nigredo
04:36
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He came over plains
Stretching out as one can see
There’s a trail of tombstones
And eulogies from howling dogs
His crooked unkept jaw
Whistles jingled cries
Its no myth oh there’s a reason
For devastation to be swaggering in
Town bells were ringing
Yet no damn fool listening
The doors they get right kicked in
There’s only one way to skin a dirty cat
Oh man rich and poor
Curse money they don’t need it no more
And awe marches it marches on and on
To level this shit hole into the ground
Here comes Nigredo
That look in his eyes looks a little too familiar
On cruel lonely nights I dream of Nigredo
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3. |
Can't Win Them All
05:01
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Shoulda known to get out there
Knew it weren’t same no more
Where’s a mistake ill make it
Where’s a mess I’ll dive right in
It’s just how I circle the drain
You can’t win them all
Remember one thing and she’ll be right
There two sides to every coin
Some you love and some you don’t
Nothing can stop the world turning
It’s just how the universe swings
You can’t win them all
A good old friend he once said
Stop your digging when you’re in a hole
Gather my things head through our door
Try my luck and roll em again
It’s just how the bets are laid
You can win them all.
What is done is done
You can win them all.
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Down At The Bar
03:43
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The well is three deep far from dry
I fought the tough five o’clock war
To find a friend amongst strangers
They’ll be here to the very end
To the very end
There is the easy way down at the bar
And time swirls it swills around
Looking for answers in empty glasses
So put another one back
It’s a bloody wonder we’re still standing
we’re still standing
There is the hard way down at the bar
Down down down down....
Ill do my very best just give me one more chance.
Ill do my very best
Down at the bar
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The Crossing
03:49
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Everyone’s troubles ache deep in their guts
Coz getting by is flogging a dead horse
When walls crumble and silhouettes ail
They’ll always be one last chance brooding on the outskirts of town
And I go on in
And can a man shedding skin turn back again
Spectre things ascend between dog and wolf I hear
All beasts come by my side
Canopies close around so heavens can’t reach and touch us now
All souls shall damn the tide
Fate is revealed breath by breath
And the phantoms gaining precious time
So parting reeds, debris is drifting away
From where I submerge within the rivers ethereal undertow
And I go on in
To see the faces of the living and the dead
Spectre things ascend between dog and wolf I hear
All beasts come by my side
Canopies close around so heavens can’t reach and touch us now
All souls shall damn the tide
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Hellhound Hymn
06:41
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Out where stars shine bright I lay beaten and alone
Asking if the worst is still to come
There’s no telling how such damage was done
Nothing will change unless I stumble on
Beneath a round moon old bones and gums glow
Remind the rattle can shake before you know.
In darkness its always the coldest before dawn
The only way out of here aint death row
Hounds hunt in packs
When blood is around
Champing for the breath
Of who can’t inhale again
Go salivate elsewhere
Go collect another soul
Go sell a weaker man the deal
For when I return I will be with the ones in bloom.
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Lucky Country
03:21
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Sovereignty is no where to be seen
Across this burnt land
And whittling wheat fields
Are still getting no yield
When you’re running the country betting on nothing
Loot is the saviour for a basket case like this
I said like this
In the Lucky Country
In the Lucky Country
So bring out your dead
For another days work
Where money is a small
Compensation for a boot in the face
Who will get the job done now sucking on boredom's breast
Spellbound and staring at a history with no future
I said no future
In the Lucky Country
In the Lucky Country
The racket is up shit creek
Doing all the wrong things
Descending in madness
Pissing into the wind
Cop it like the common man
Copping it from birth to grave
In the Lucky Country
In the Lucky Country
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Round
01:47
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9. |
Horseshoe Bend
07:01
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9. HORSESHOE BEND
They came by boat
The carpenter and homemaker
Forging a frontier
Them were gruesome times
His son built by the river
Round horseshoe’s bend
Served his town damn well
A man of faith about town
Upon a black horse rode his son
Undertaker in fine thread
Drawn by our ancient seas
Traded in ochre and wood
One of nine was to follow
He never had an idle hand
Spreading yield around the regions
Farmer, butcher a father
Houses came rolling in
The name was left behind
Found her man early on
Young woman who passed by
Her daughter did it hard
Raised up in countless homes
Spreading rare dollars a mile
Were two sons
For those who toiled
From dawn to dusk
I left a town behind
Can’t hang my hat in
It’s ever looming
Shadow on the hill
Where the cemeteries calling out
To lay six feet down
In a dynasty I belong to
Round horseshoe’s bend
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Bronze Chariot Adelaide, Australia
Australian 6 Piece from Adelaide, Australia Formed 2008, now in hiatus. Latest album Nigredo is out on Capital Games. Mostly structure, some improvisation. Loud. Keen for a beer.
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