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Cooking a man
02:53
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Cooking a man
I shot him once in the heart and twice in the head.
Opened up his chest to see he was dead
Then put him in the fridge to keep the flesh cool
The fridge is the cellar, cause I'm ain't no fool
I cleaned the bath and cleaned the toilet
I put the tools back in the garden shed, yeah
Burned the towels, ropes, clothes, all of that
Put on the radio and played with the cat
Now all I had to do was wait
Till the stars lined up and the moon was red
I'd take my fine pots and kitchenware
I'd clean the sink and heat up the oven
It's hard work to cook a man's flesh
The meat is full of sin and it's all bad
You have to cut off the fat and what's hidden underneath
It's a lot of work from head to feet
When you manage it all, you are the master cook
You're at the same table with Jesus and God
You drink the same wine, you talk the talk
And when the feast is over you walk the walk
Cooking man, cooking a man
Eating a man, eating a man
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The most dangerous idea
03:39
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The most dangerous idea
Among those who sleep, I am awake
In the land of rivers
Under the bhodi tree
Snakes of fire
Demons beneath
In desert sands
And walled cities
Of ancient stone
And bewitched scrolls
Wanderers and beggars
Seers and fools
Burning hearts and minds
Offering flesh for soul
The twin spirit
Cross and wheel
The most dangerous idea in this world
Among those who sleep, I am awake
The breath of white elephant
Born from mother alone
Written in stars
Blessed by bending trees
A golden bowl
And linen cloth
They sleep on stone
Kings and sons
End of suffering
End of form
Love's the antidote
For the rule by sword
The twin spirit
Cross and wheel
The most dangerous idea in this world
Among those who sleep, I am awake
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Man of horse
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Man of horse
He, he, he, he, he, he, he
Feet stuck in clay
Eyes on the horizon
Where flat land ends
Sad ‘n dark clouds
Sailing the high ocean
Crossing the dome
Have you ever looked
Into the eye of a horse
Filled with fire and love
There are many here
Vessels of spirit ‘n strength
Running on these green fields
There’s the smell of hide
The sound of neighing
There’s a lot on the wind
There’s a lot of wind
Rushing over green fields
Blowing over flat land
He, he, he, he, he, he, he
Where rivers end
The land is casual
Leaving all matter
To water and wind
Men are there to fight
Men are there to build
Mounds and walls
Channels and holes
He, he, he, he, he, he, he
The wind will listen
The water will know
The land will be
The wind will listen
The water will know
The land will be
This night I walk on bare feet
This night I walk on glass
I walk on burning coals
This night I run on bare feet
I run on burning coals
I’m running with iron shoes
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He was dead
03:00
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He was dead
He was dead
He was dead
He was red
He was an indian
A red dead indian
And he was strung up on a tree
For all to see
With his guts hangin' out
Touching the ground
Look at his face
Beaten to a waste
He used to smile a lot
He had a big mouth
And shining eyes
When he looked upon his wife
And their children
There were five of them
The wife pregnant again
They lived in a tent
Among their old tribe
That wandered the land
For food and bison
But those day's were gone
No tribe left
The plains empty
There was a big theft
And a strange silence
Now he's hangin' there
Messed up and torn flesh
Take a look at the bush
The one behind the tree
Look real good
You'll see a little foot
Now go and see
And find more of these
Arms and legs
Hands and heads
Flesh and guts
The blood runs into the ground
And the flies go nuts
And the flies go nuts
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River song
05:01
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River song
There’s a river down south, the way in and out of hell
When the moon is out, you can hear a soft singing
Sounding like a song, coming from the river itself
A boat is gliding, through the stars in the mirror, that’s swaying calm and still
Someone’s rowing the boat, hiding from daylight and men
When the moon rises, the vessel goes up again
When the moon comes down, the boat returns with the flow
All the way the boatman is singing the river song
A song as blue as the ocean
A song as deep as the mirror that is swaying calm and still
The song’s the boatman’s gift to the river
For being the flowing path between two worlds
For helping him in and out of hell
And it’s a song I know to well
A song of a lost love
For years now I’ve been fighting the blues
It’s always been there, sittin’ right next to me
It’s been hiding in shadows of doubt
So many times, that I lost count, yes I did
the uncontrollable force of nature
A state of mind in sound and color
It’s a dog with golden feathers
It’s an ape with silver scales
Tusks grow where arms should be
He’s not from this world or where I long to be
There’s a river down south, the way in and out of hell
When the moon is out, you can hear a soft singing
Sounding like a song coming from the river itself
A boat is gliding, through the stars in the mirror that’s swaying calm and still
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Wolf boogie
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Wolf boogie
Up in the woods
Where no man’s been
When the moon is out
Them eyes of green
A thick coat
Of black ‘n greys
Nose in the wind
Huntin’ prey
You don’t go closer
You stay put
And when the howlin’ stops
You better run
Wolf boogie
Wolf boogie
Howl howl, ho ho
Howl howl, ho ho
A cave
hidden in the mounains
Deep ‘n dark
and a cold wind inside
When you go in
There’s red eyes staring
There’s fangs flashing
In the torch light
You don’t go closer
You stay put
And when the howlin’ stops
You better run
Wolf boogie
Wolf boogie
Howl howl, ho ho
Howl howl, ho ho
The pack’s hunting
Hunting me down
Burning coals
all around
they’re closing in (on me)
and I can hear their song
of blood feast ‘n
blood sport
wolf boogie
wolf boogie
wolf boogie
wolf boogie
Howl howl, ho ho
Howl howl, ho ho
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The white dove with black feathers
She hides inside
the cave of her body
Where a small fire burns
just for her
She sleeps among puppies
kittens and horses
All that breathes
without threatening her
She loves life
though it tastes bitter
And she’s stronger
than giants and titans
There’s a thick wall
around ‘n inside her
Slowly she finds
little doors and answers
A car stops
Under green lights
There’s a storm
Ahead of us
The car’s yellow
Used to be white
The thunder shakes us
Where we stand
The light flickers
The wind is rising
We stare in the distance
The void
For a moment
Your eyes are green and face white
The car is driving off
Into the night
Your hair is dancing
in the wind
a churchbell calls
the lamp is finished
you point out
towards the city
there’s bells
on the wind
we take the care
that used to be white
the streets are empty
where we drive
in the city
we get out
it’s all dark
and devoid of sound
the wind has dissapeared
bells have stopped
the sky is open
and stars have popped
we are looking for a storm
we are looking for a plot
we did a lot of searching we drove a lot
and when there’s no more road
we eave on foot
and when there’s no more land
we buy a boat
we are looking for a storm
are looking for a plot
and our last sentence
end
She’s in my dreams
and in my letters
Walking and shooting
on the riverbank
The white dove
with black feathers
Flies in skies
where love is ever present
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Desert blues
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Desert blues
Woke up this morning
Woke up in sand
With a throat of stone
With a boiling head
I better get up
Better start a-walking
There’s only the horizon
There’s only sand and stone
Desert blues, it’s in your hair and shoes
Follow the road of sand
The track of salt
The day’s are bloody hot
The nights freakin’ cold
The abundance of space
The absence of time
The sun and moon
The only friends you will find
Desert blues, it’s in your hair and shoes
There’s dust clouds in the distance
Coming closer
Jeeps and camels
Blue men with guitars on their back
Armed with string and song
Roaming the desert plains
For everlong
Desert blues, it’s in your hair and shoes
We camp ‘round fire
The smell of fresh bread
When tea arrives
The stories begin
About a people
About their land
About four wheel drive
And the mighty camel
About songs
Of freedom
Of a people
In need of
Desert blues, it’s in your hair and shoes
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Men of horse
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Men of horse
He, he, he, he, he, he, he
Feet stuck in clay
Eyes on the horizon
Where flat land ends
Sad ‘n dark clouds
Sailing the high ocean
Crossing the dome
Have you ever looked
Into the eye of a horse
Filled with fire and love
There are many here
Vessels of spirit ‘n strength
Running on these green fields
There’s the smell of hide
The sound of neighing
There’s a lot on the wind
There’s a lot of wind
Rushing over green fields
Blowing over flat land
He, he, he, he, he, he, he
Where rivers end
The land is casual
Leaving all matter
To water and wind
Men are there to fight
Men are there to build
Mounds and walls
Channels and holes
He, he, he, he, he, he, he
The wind will listen
The water will know
The land will be
The wind will listen
The water will know
The land will be
This night I walk on bare feet
This night I walk on glass
I walk on burning coals
This night I run on bare feet
I run on burning coals
I’m running with iron shoes
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There's a storm coming
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There’s a storm a-coming
There’s a storm a-coming
There’s a storm a-coming
Low ‘n swollen clouds
Bursting with ink
Coating everything ‘n all
black as coal
There’s a land in the west
There’s a land in the west
Where spirits dwell and feast
On endless grass
Where reeds sway
The water’s cristal clear
Many songs of many birds
And the love call of deer
There’s a storm a-coming
There’s a storm a-coming
She’s nature’s child
Among his flock of sheep
That graze upon
The land in the west
Her name was given
In another world
A world very different
Of noise and static
I took off this morning
The streets dark, quiet and still
I left this morning
All down and sad
There’s a storm a-coming
There’s a storm a-coming
There’s bad weather a-coming
A storm is a-heading this way
There’s bad weather a-coming
A storm is a-heading this way
I ran off this morning
With a load of sadness
I ran off this morning
for the mountains in the distance
There’s a storm a-coming
There’s a storm a-coming
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DUFFHUES
outsider singer-songwriter,
avantgardistic blues, folk,
roots
The songs of DUFFHUES are embedded in avantgardistic blues, roots and folk, with a-typical song structures. Often the songs are like short stories, sometimes with but mostly without a plot, with characters that experience everyday or absurd situations, contemplating current affairs or the imagination..
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