所属专辑:Swampblood
时长: 03:47
The Devils in the details [00:00:10]
And your reverend's into retail [00:00:13]
Your soul's alone in this world of stone you'll find [00:00:16]
So what can you do [00:00:22]
You wery Wandering Jew [00:00:24]
Well every dirt road leads to the South for ya this time [00:00:27]
Yeah they all lead home [00:00:33]
But not the ramshackle tracks down Sheenan Brigde Road [00:00:36]
Don't go pokin' down that crooked Old Spur Line [00:00:39]
Yeah tread ye not down the dirty rotten Old Spur Line [00:00:44]
Two railroads diverged in a yellow wildwood [00:00:50]
It's raining meat poppin' dents in your hood [00:00:53]
It's a mortal coil of blackjack vines [00:00:56]
Blurred around the egdes hangs a red-soaked sky [00:00:59]
Dryrotted woodentheet-like ties [00:01:04]
Suckin' up the muck in the trenches down the side [00:01:04]
Don't ye go pokin' down that crooked Old Spur Line [00:01:09]
Tread ye not down the dirty rotten Old Spur Line [00:01:14]
Hear the greasy greasy grandma [00:01:20]
Bowin' on a bowesaw [00:01:24]
She says Do as thou wilt shall be whole of my law [00:01:25]
Well she crosses her eyes [00:01:31]
And she dots her tees [00:01:34]
And she pokin' with a stick when you swinging in the breese [00:01:37]
Well ya heard what she said [00:01:40]
Ya got rocks in your head [00:01:42]
And hear banjo's turned to fDEAD [00:01:45]
Don't go pokin' down the crooked Old Spur Line [00:01:47]
See po' 'Rithmethic the crippled dog run [00:01:54]
He puts down three and he carries the one [00:01:57]
And Deacon Snitch paintin' pants on the thighs [00:01:59]
Of the little naked pigs on a barbeque sign [00:02:05]
People ain't right in the head down there [00:02:09]
Do a quick about face for ye best beware [00:02:14]
Tread ye not down the crooked Old Spur Line [00:02:18]
Trek down the track and it's at your own peril [00:02:35]
The fields are all fallow and the beasts are all feral [00:02:38]
Dead cows in the boughs of the Live Oak trees [00:02:41]
Left there to rot when the water recedes [00:02:43]
No progress is made and the buildings tumble down [00:02:46]
And the only thing that grows are the gullies all around [00:02:53]
Tread ye not down the dirty rotten Old Spur Line[00:03:27]