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chicken shit
02:13
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scoundrel was a farmer living off the land
didn't need a thing she didn't grow with her own hands
she wore a wide-brimmed hat and a little pair of gloves
shoulders shone a cherry red kissed from up above
she tended to her babies like a tender mother bear
anyone who tread on them better be aware
her kale it grew the greenest tomatoes oh so sweet
but never could she fully scrub the dirt all off her feet
one day the feds came knocking to see just what she did
to make them feel so useless and so damn irrelevant
they didn't find no oil the trees were left as is
paper green not to be seen all they found was chicken shit
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2. |
lost penny waltz
03:35
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I am as lost as a penny under the cushions of the couch
alone but for the dust and crumbs of food
worthless to the wallet who doesn't even know I'm gone
without you
I am as cold as the frost before the sun has woken up
making little crystals of the dew
gone before you see me now the moon has nodded off
without you
I am as caught as a trout in a pond where I've been stocked
made to play a game I'm sure to lose
bite just to be bit that's all that I'll get
without you
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sparrow
01:41
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today I'm as small as a sparrow
or maybe it's the city that's too big
I could disappear into the cracks in the concrete
and you won't find me even if you dig
so I learned the names of everyone
in the tree next to our porch
because each and every life
is just as small as yours
today I'm as small as a sparrow
but still you love me just for who I am
when we lose another this song will cry for you
and everyone who doesn't understand
and I'll learn the names of everyone
murdered by the state
because nobody not anyone
deserves that kind of fate
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4. |
demons
02:22
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the days are long but life is short so what's a girl to do?
spend the day in a smokey haze or work the daylight through
I despise the nine-to-five no matter what the call
sell my soul for bread not whole and I'll end with nothing at all
this place has gone to shit
and I can't get over it
but maybe we could sit
and get wasted on our dreams
you don't want to be an artist you already are
it's what you make not what you take that'll get you through this all
if you're cold out on the road remember I am here
tread more lightly on this earth and the demons might not here
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5. |
god forbid
02:55
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come with me and see what we have done
as the rain pours in the night
left a trap uncertainly
now we're shuddering at the horrid sight
god forbid I overeat
god forbid I drink too much
god forbid I oversleep
or keep too many chickens in my hutch
we're too late the mouse is gone
buried in a grave by the road
heavy boots leave mud in the path
a rug of moss where ever we don't go
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6. |
thorns
00:54
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if I were the devil
I'd show you my horns
say that you could earn them
but give you only thorns
listen to the devil
hear just what he says
oh you best believe him
what he says he wants he gets
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7. |
brake up song
02:43
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when we started out I was young and naive
didn't know his past a murder and a thief
I jumped in too soon because I didn't get a choice
told me he'd be good to me I was just a girl
wasn't long 'fore I began to hear the stories
he built his house on bones a fortune made on slaves
wasn't 'til I saw it for myself that I believed
he was more a lying cheating no good crook than he seemed
so I did just what I had to do
looked him in the eyes and said we're through
I broke up with the government
disillusioned heart broken on the floor
I broke up with the government
oh say you won't be seeing me no more
I got real suspicious back when the market crashed
he bailed out the banks using our cash
when I got sick he wouldn't take me to the nurse
thought I'd be the gold-digger when I first saw his purse
now I'm getting worried that he won't leave me alone
the cops the courts the fbi he calls them all his own
afraid that he's more popular he's got a lot more friends
now I went and left him no I can't go back again
but I did just what I had to do
looked him in the eyes and said we're through
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8. |
wild turkey breakdown
02:15
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dunk in a pot of boiling water
hey ho there you go wild turkey dinner
hang by his legs and pluck the feathers
hey ho there you go wild turkey dinner
hack off his head with a rusty hatchet
hey ho there you go wild turkey dinner
cut breast to tail and yank his guts out
hey ho there you got wild turkey dinner
sit by the fire and eat in silence
hey ho there you go existential crisis
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huckleberries
02:33
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it's gonna take a lot of huckleberries to feed this bear
it's gonna take a lot of huckleberries
don't know if we'll do it I don't know if you care
but it's gonna take a lot of berries to feed this bear
oh the salmon they don't run this river anymore
after all these years the salmon just don't come
what's a woods to do without the salmon at it's core
but they don't come here anymore
you can find a lot of huckleberries in the old growth
you can find a lot of huckleberries
why they want to cut them down well that I just don't know
when we have so much to find in the old growth
darling if you're feeling anxious take a hike
darling if you're feeling anxious
there's a plague in the city all a bear can do is bite
if you're feeling anxious take a hike
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10. |
new seeds
03:13
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will the rain be enough to wash the city away?
leave it to rest we tried every other way
will the rain be enough to sprout all these new seeds?
grow another town if that's what we need
will the rain be enough?
it rained so hard last night I didn't get a wink of sleep
too much on my mind to find that peace of clarity
it's raining in my head now but I won't call them tears
even though I'm heart broken I'm all ears
the fire warmed my heart when you burned the precinct down
it's overgrown the headlines what once was underground
so let's tear up the sidewalk see what we can sprout
veggies out of chaos yeah I've seen them come around
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11. |
old party blues
03:11
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grandma why're you listening to the goddamn GOP?
they don't listen to you they don't listen to me
all they want is power so they lie on the tv
they don't deserve you grandma that's all I can see
grandma why're you listening to the goddamn GOP?
you built this house birthed these kids grew and cooked and cleaned
supported five whole lives all they support is greed
what good have they done for you when you were in need?
grandma why're you listening to the goddamn GOP?
you're daughter married a mallu* in this land of the free
now you got a racist president and a big brown family
you know I love you grandma it's them who don't like me
*slang for malayali, from southern india
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why do love songs feel so hollow when you've just broken up?
it's not like it wasn't me who wrote them
when a notebook has been filled up I don't open it because
we're packing up and moving on again
here's to packing up and moving on again and again
packing up and moving on again
as long as earth is spinning that means we're spinning to
let's pack it up and move it on again
if you plant potatoes in the same bed each year
you'll tire out the soil to no end
we've been in the same bed almost three damn years
let's pack it up and move it on again
working folk keep working just to make a living wage
while the CEOs and politicians spend
whitey's rule gone far too long what else can I say?
let's bring this system to it's certain end
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fiddle/vox/tenor banjo
spencer - vox/guitar/mandolin
mara - rhythm bones/suitcase
earwig - banjo
josh - bass/vox
slug - vox/guitar
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