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Secret Woods
02:41
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There’s something nameless out in them there woods
Some ancient power make them trees grow tall
Those forest whispers could leave the strongest man shook
If you can see the shadows then you can answer their call.
I can’t help myself, I got there at night
Past the river and the canyon hole
Thru the fairy rings, follow the ghost light
To a secret door on the side of an oak
And there you’ll be, stepping out of my dreams and into reality
All kinds of tales been spun by the old folk
Handed down to the wide-eyed and young
And they all speak with fear in their eyes
Terror tastes bitter on the back of the tongue
I can’t help myself I know that they’re wrong
Maybe they fear death or being alone
But them hills still gon be there after we’re gone
And that nameless power gon keep growing and grooooowing
And there you’ll be, stepping out of my dreams and into reality
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Skunk Ape
02:26
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Marshland, marshland, out of the marshland, almost martian
Ever green of the Everglades
Vines and ferns and muck and turtles
Marshlands, marshlands, out of the marshlands
Came a terrible scent and a terrible sound
Came up on my porch, muckin about, four in the morn
I grabbed my shoot-six and put on my boot kicks
Threw open the door yellin
GO ON GIT
And there it was for all to see
Except there was no one else but me
It looked me in my eyes, my nose running nasty
Gave me a smile but I was choked up and gagging
Stepped towards my person and I started cursing
I ran back inside
Grabbed my Polaroid and a light
When I returned it seems it had run away
But I could hear it whompin just a few yards away
In hot pursuit, my Polaroid in hand
I pointed and I shoot and that must’ve made it mad
Cuz it was growling real loud when I got back inside my house
Such a terrible sound, must’ve gone on for hours
When the sun came up and I went back outside
There was nothing to see except some footprints in the mire
Well I told all my friends, even told the police
And they all just laughed, no one wants to believe me
But I keep that picture up on the shelf
To remind myself of the time that I met the
Skunk Ape
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Ghost Hands
02:24
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Ghost hands
Hold up the clouds
Souls Dance
on hallowed ground
What falls down
gets back up
And I
Will see you soon
so very soon
Waiting for the full moon
my love can't be held by a tomb
I Keep waiting for you
I Keep wailing this tune
Waiting, theres a hole for you
Come in, theres room for two
Behind your mirror I'm lookin through
Midnight, I'm standing in your room
in the photos on your wall, I'm walking down your halls
Every book that falls, I'm behind it all
The veil is thin on the full moon
Sometimes something slips through
Ghost hands are holding you
I will see you soon
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Albatwitch
02:46
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Momma said a thousand times stay out the woods when it gets night
But I like to live on the edge so I took you to that famous ledge (after park hours)
For awhile we was on our own, suddenly we were not alone
Shaky branches, the click of sticks, and that howl I can’t forget
Planned a picnic in the moonlight
Brought some biscuits and some fruit
You’re the apple of my eye
Abandoned blanket when we ran from the apple-snitch’s Hands
Short and hairy, sorta scary, clearly hungry and unafraid
Took just the red delicious back to its cave
Who can say which it prefers
Maybe gala, maybe goldspur
Granny Smith or Paula Red, maybe Zestar, Harlsen, Kingston Black, or Arianne
Planned a picnic in the moonlight
Brought some biscuits and some fruit
You’re the apple of my eye
Abandoned blanket when we ran from the apple-snitch’s Hands
Short and hairy, sorta scary, clearly hungry and unafraid
Took just the red delicious back to its cave
Guess the rumours they were tru
And Chickie’s Rock is where they roost
You could see one too
If you’re lucky,
Well maybe it’s unlucky.
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Grew up in the mountains in the woods by the creek
No stranger to the rustling leaves and snapping of sticks
But I never knew terror could rattle down my spine
Till I saw it fallin from the sky
Came round shooting colors that no human could describe
As sundown painted shadows dancing on the mountainside
I left the water at the well prayed to heaven ran like hell
Somethings wrong in hopkinsville tonight
Lucky Johny June Gillene Billy Ray And Alein
Wouldn't buy why I was terified
Till that wicked light had flood the trees
Figures crept out of the leaves
with pointy ears and giant shining eyes
Well the devil must have sent them here
with yellow eyes and pointy ears like
icecles in the circle o' the ninth
12 gauge only knocked them down they
hop right up and turned around
made a beeline for the treeline just as somethin grabbed my hair
Well these goblins kept gobling, they kept on tryin to get in
and goble up my family and me
Keep them in your rifle sight
they're scratchin at the door all night
and they don't let up til the first morining light
Some say they came from outer space
or been here the whole time
Some say they done crawled outta that old abandond mine
You can call me a fool you can say that I lied
But those devils gonna haunt me til the day I die
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nessie, stick your neck out for me
i don’t think that i can remain
you haven’t come around in so long
and I don’t wanna face this refrain
bold bandage
holy healer
i’ve been sold the strength
by a cheap dealer
nessie, stick your neck out for me
I don’t think that I can remain
I don’t think I’ve ever seen you
it’s getting kind of hard to explain
precious pocket
electric socket
won’t bless the hand
when you can clock it
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8. |
Window Watcher
03:35
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See that candle in the window how it’s floating when nobody’s home
Well I’m frightened of the shadows that it casts across the empty room
If it burns down that old house well good, hope it burns the whole town
Cuz there’s something on the wind, smells like ash and being born again
But you can’t escape what’s been following you
You could fall off the edge of the earth and it would still find a way to catch up to you
I’m followed, I’m frightened, I’m haunted by lightning
Striking faces in the clouds, sun don’t ever come out
But that candle burns brighter than the gleaming eyes fixed on my back
And the madness of unknowing if the flame is real behind the glass
So I peer in and I fog up the pane
The truth of vacant rooms and the torment of questions
Fill up my ears again
And I can’t escape what’s been following me
I could vanish from the face of the earth, and it would still find a way to catch up to me
The seen bespeak the unseen and a spectre sits between
And the spectre is me.
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4 in the morning on a long distance drive
my F-150 goin 80 down the I-95
When I saw a strange light, I lost all sense of time
it was a casual encounter of the fourth kind
I was in a strange room I found my self hypnotized
by her gray scaley skin and sky blue eyes
I gave her a kiss after we started to flirt
and when I woke up in the morning I was home on earth
Oh honey
Whats an earth man to do?
Cuz I think she's pretty
But darling I still love you
Call me a cheat, and you would be right
I saw her again just saturday night
she left something in my arm, metalic, behind
I can't this ET outta my mind
I was back on her ship, I couldn't take the suprise
When she looks at me and tells me that her kids are mine
It's the hybridization of man and alien kind
But I swear it meant nothing, Oh baby won't you let this slide
You can't run from your past, and family's built to last
and these starseed kids they sure grow fast
I see them peeking through the windows and worm holes through the walls
I keep sneaking out at night to answer their calls
and they say
Daddy
We're gonna take you away
and next time we get you
you're coming home to stay
So now I guess that I'm leaving, whats an earth man to do?
but Darling, I,
Earth angel, I still love you
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Big Ol’ Toe
02:07
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I put on my fur and sharpen my fangs
But only you could make me run
Quicker than the night comes
Quicker than a knife falls
I work on my snark, dig the dirt out my claws
But only you could make me howl
Louder than a branch breaks
Louder than the grass grows
We were young and dumb when our paths crossed by luck
We were both scared of finding out we were both real
I scare the lights out of everyone I meet
But only you can make me scream
Louder than a love hurts
Brighter than my love shines
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The Swamp Whompers Flatwoods, West Virginia
Ghost hands hold up the clouds!
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