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S​.​G. EP

by Ragna Rye

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1.
IDS 02:24
I don't sleep 'Cause I never liked the notion of countin' sheep I've got places to go, I've got people to meet And ain't one of 'em real, just between you and me I don't weep Just as tough as a coffin nail driven in deep And I ain't the type of man who's gonna break his back Over dollar bills and greed Life's too short to live layin' in bed Or sheddin' tears for the long lost dead So knock back a shot or two with a good friend 'Cause these will be the happiest you'll have Before you leave it I don't beg, I don't plead With a devil or a god or any man that I meet 'Cause I don't plan on being bought and sold so cheap If eternity's forever then it's all the same to me I don't agree to disagree It just ain't in my mind to accept defeat And you can bet that I'll be fightin' of the big sleep The whole graveyard'll know when the reaper comes for me Life's too short to live prayin' next to that bed Or to worry about pleasin' a man overhead So if in the end my eyes open to fire I'll know how the dice were rolled and that the devil Is on my side
2.
Dillinger 03:07
Those bars cast shadows on my face You never saw a smirk split so many ways If you open my cell door Don't leave your gun at your waist It's time for me to leave this place I'll be the meanest bastard you've ever met Lead and money is all I had I never gave up and I never will Try and catch me; make a stand Bullet-holes and smoke Is all you'll get Makin' my way to the front of the line 'Cause baby I can tell you I don't have the time If you don't open up that safe for me Only a few of you will leave The rest will be left to bleed I'll have the riches of kings, you will see Cops and robbers, banks and blood the lady in red's gotten me set up I reach for my colt .38 But this time, I'm afraid... I've drawn too late Yeah, I've been runnin' from the devil my whole life Lately he's been lookin' at me through the soul's eyes I've been walkin' by the devil too long
3.
My face is getting wet From the rain dropping through my casket And those whispers, oh how they urge My hands to claw at the dirt And those sighs on the wind Will they fall with the scent of blood? My eyes are too big for my stomach And I ain't looking at mud I'm coming back from the dead You know what I'm gonna do Climbing up from my grave Baby, I'm rising up for you There's a weight in my chest and it's not gonna let up Until I get that flesh in between my teeth and the blood on my tongue When the crows start singing "Oh, there goes a dead man Running from a second chance. Oh, just keep on dancing Along the cobblestone and away from that hole." Crying out to the moon overhead Rotten teeth gleaming in the light Something stirs in the cemetery The living are in for a fight for their lives 'Cause I've been damned to the pit for as long as I can remember I've been staggering along with the beat of the hearts that I've been Starving for You'll hear the moans rising up from the bodies in the feast They've been six feet under For far too long and now that death is knocking on your door Will you sing it? "Oh, there goes a dead man Running from a second chance. Oh, just keep on dancing Along the cobblestone and away from that hole." I'm coming back from the dead
4.
I went down to Old Joe's bar-room Down on the corner by the square They were serving drinks as usual And the usual crowd was there In the corner sat big Joe McKennedy His eyes were bloodshot red As he turned to address the crowd around him These were the very words that he said: "I just went down to St. James Infirmary to see my baby there She was laid out on that long white table So cold, so pale, so fair. Let her go, let her go, god bless her! Wherever she may be Let her search that whole wide world over She'll never find a man as sweet as me... She'll never find a man as sweet as me. When I die, won't you bury me In my high-top Stetson hat? Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain So the gang'll know I died standin' pat I want six crapshooters for pallbearers Pretty gals to sing me a song I want a jazz band on my hearse wagon Raising hell as we roll along! Oh, to raise hell as we roll along! When I find the man who took her from me It's gonna be my life or his A two-man showdown at that old graveyard But only one of them men comin' back!" So now that you've heard my story Have another shot of the booze And if there's anything anybody could ask him He's got the St. James Infirmary Blues...

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This is a four song EP featuring some of our original material.

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released January 17, 2015

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