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Roots in Gasoline
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These roots have been growing in gasoline, and if you take a look at that family tree, you'll see it's weighed down by mechanics. These branches grow to keep the engines clean. Sometimes life weighs heavily upon your love and upon your dreams. It's about that time that you might start to think that maybe you strolled too far from the base of that tree. Every goddamn thing you own has in turn been paid for by that machinery.
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Prison Bars
03:16
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I was resentful of this city and all that kept me here. They said, "You can't be nobody around cornfields, boy, so get away from there." Well, I've been to bigger cities. I've breathed that diry air. But, I keep coming back to cornfields and engines. You can't be denying where you call home. I could not believe the stars at midnight and the view from my front step, the simple things that I took for granted in all those years that I wished I'd left. A people living slow and steady don't get too upset until the economy slows down and the road you go down might be the only thing you've got left to call home. You might think that you'd be dying alone, but you'd be wrong. We don't sing solo songs, so sing along. I grew up in prison. I grew up in jail. Cornstalk prison bars have served me well.
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Other Side of Town
02:49
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Let's burn this city down. Wake up, wake up, wake up. There's something happening. Get up, get up, get up. This changes everything. There's peopl gathering around. They came to watch it burning down. It was around the fire, when I heard that shot ring out. And, there were people crying, "How could this happen in our part of town?" Now we won't soon forget the day the law fell to that dusty ground. It tore our insides out. You'd thing their deaths would remind us not to be too proud. But, we're picking more fights than ever now. Let me remind you that we've made two sides of a single town. All our blood is red and it will be spililng out. There were rumors that the miners were to rise up. All the farmers knew, but the farmers couldn't give a fuck. Because, they've been raped too. Now they're raping you. The pressure's reversed and you can't even stand up. It was around the fire when I heard that shot ring out. And, there were people crying, "How could this happen in our part of town?" Now we won't soon forget the day the law fell to that dusty ground. Well, welcome to the other side of town.
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Cost of Living
03:45
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This shit's mundane. Go to work three mornings, go to work four nights with my glazed over eyes. I won't be on time, but I will stay because I've got bills to pay before I make my escap. I've got no pride, self-conscious till the day I die. I love this town, but now I've been itching for a way out. I have a friend who moved back home to save his kin from destruction. But, the way my brother's luck's been, it will do him in. How can you save your father if you can't save yourself? I have another friend who lives a little different. He ain't got a job. He ain't got a home. Don't mean he don't pay his toll. The school of hard knocks, he chose. Diving dumpsters and never see the doctor. Sleep on the couch. Hop a train. Won't see him in the morning. That guy gets around. When you're alone, will you pretend that those weights don't hang around your head? Because, you never outgrow those papers and numbers, the cost of living.
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Ballad of the Blind Man
03:08
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Woke up to jackhammers thundering through the window, singing, "It's your cue, so get up." You must face the day. This stranger's floor isn't cozy enough to keep those sad songs away. Feeling much better in Indiana, with stars shining up above our heads, I remember thinking distinctly of a boy Who'd just met me and the somber things he said. Like, "Without God, I'm nothing. I'd have no reason for living. Success would not be sweet." But, I don't believe he saw those stars up above, because with visions like these, my only feelings for life can be love. So, I guess what I'm trying to say is that is sad to ask for anything. 'Cause I've asked too and it hurt me to think that he would choose not to say anything at all.
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Devil Between
04:32
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There came a knocking at her door. There came a knocking at nearly three in the morn'. It was another man in love with her. She was frozen but her bed was warm. Yeah, she was frozen with her first love at the door. He had come with a surprise for her. But, her surprise was that her bed was already warm. And, she cried, "Won't you please hide, My Baby. My first love is here. And, the way he loves me, You ought to be scared." Her Baby been in love since day one. Her Baby had fallen in love with her song. But, her first love had come before. So, her baby lost before he'd even spoke to her. And, she said, "Please don't cry, My Baby. I can't stand your tears. I've got enough weight in my life without you being here. And, Baby said, "I don't bow to no devil. I don't bow to no god." And, she said, "I don't bow to no devil. I bow to my first love." So, Baby cried and cried, "There must be a devil between us." Then, she asked Her Baby, "Why do you love me oh so much? You know you'll only bring pain and trouble to the both of us. Then, Her Baby said that when it came it just was. "Now, I ain't affraid of no devil, and I ain't afraid of no god. But, I cry and cry because there must be a devil between us."
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Prescription Medicine
03:36
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Writing laws like prescriptions, trying to find a cure for capitalism, because money don't make moral decisions. No, it just multiplies until our habit has grow into an addiction. We keep signing for drugs, but nothing feels good. And, when the doctor is popping pills himself, you're gonna need more than help. It's gonna take hard work and solutions that hurt more now and less later. I'll be kurt. These politicians are looking for a quick fix. Take a house of straw and paint it like bricks for four to eight years. I don't mean to say that we're weak. We're misguided, and if we're attacked and there's war, we must fight it. But, sometimes I'm seeing a devil inside us that says, "Put me first. The rest will simply provide us with a lifestyle deserving the righteous, while their lives lay in crisis." These words are light when in actions sight they are weighed.
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Lovable Mama
03:48
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"I've got a drunk, abusive husband," she says with a laugh. "Life just sucks and that is the better half. So, let's put the light on you, Because I don't want the light on me. People may not believe in you, but I see," says the lovable mama, But her son ain't even me. Ain't it strange that it don't take much these days to show concern but still I noticed her, and her actions stayed with me long after the day was done. We can run around in circles with our heads down by our tails. We can drink away our miseries. They say that never fails, but as long as we have faith and dreams, and we're trying hard to be something so lovely it sings, we'll be free. And, Mama, you've touched more than me. Yeah, she's a hard-drinking mama on a hard-living run.
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Maybe it came with the season. Maybe it came with the sun. But, talk of a better life has been rolling off every tongue. Just last week we lost eight at the job that we love to hate. All the town is talking strike in hopes of a better life. It seems it's got us beat. This weather's got us second-guessing the life that we once chose and the price tag that we put upon ourselves. And, I am not immune. I've got my price tag too. I've been thinking about staying home, get a real job and play less rock and roll shows. It seems it's got us beat. This weather's got us second-guessing. No one rests at ease when two sides stop negotiating, just stop talking. The union's said its piece. The churches posted signs saying, "Please pray for our workers. Please pray for that corporation that keeps us up and keeps us down.
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Alms
04:14
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If Mankind wrote a letter, what would his people have him say? Would he address it up to heaven and beg for all his people to be saved? And, then would he get it back, the letter returned to sender, The postage not fully paid? God's messenger, a miscreant, one chose to deliver acts so ill-behaved. Don't you see that Mankind is a bag-lady wandering city streets in search of heat or a bite to eat? May she never go hungry. Or, so goes the scripture, but those words will never feed her. So, with the letter returned to sender, would the message left inside then be erased? Or, would the words just be reversed and the message itself just increased? For it's been said about God's work that when it's not done by God, it's done by people. There's a man standing outside those doors. He's banging on the window, begging, "People! People! People!! Don't you see that Mankind is a bag-lady wandering city streets? She wakes in dreams, communicates in screams, and speaks to herself when she's lonely. But, if there's one thing that she must learn, she must learn to feed herself. She must learn to feed herself. We must learn to feed ourselves.
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Call and Response
03:01
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Oh, the first cut drawing my blood. Oh, the sweet sting I've been feeling. It's good to know that I'm alive and cuts scab, scar, and heal in time. Early morning. Late night. Always working to bury the fight. But, the fight is part of being alive, and though you get tired, It won't subside. Oh, the pill of a bottle filled. 'Cause I've been hungry for a long sleep. I'm tired of knowing that I'm alive. My head's hung heavy for many a night. All together sing. Oh, we will hold you up. While alone you fall, all together we stand strong.
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Scouts Honor Peoria, Illinois
SCOUTS HONOR were a rock'n'roll explosion based out of Peoria, IL and later out of Chicago, IL. In their 7 years as a band, they played over 400 shows.
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