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Intro
00:44
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Menthols & Adderall
03:05
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Menthols and Adderall
Menthols and Adderall
Been waiting on Wolves banging Witchita Falls
I just don't want to sleep alone again
Cuddle up the first woman that will take me in
It's gotten real, real nasty boys
I been running around my town like an animal
It's gotten real, real, real , real fucking gross
I'm pretty sure my veins are pumping mold
I got knot twisted guts
Just a cramping up my insides
So many triggers to these demons of mine
Good Lord, it seems like every night
I'm like a moth to the flames
Of those flickering old bar lights
I'm just trying to drink away all of the hurt and pain
From all them long, hot, lonely summer nights
A sketchy vagrant told me "The end is near"
A SpiritWorld prophet sparing change for beer
I don't know, shit... maybe he's right
With the way things been going in my life
I've stumbled down the same boulevards
That most of my friends have stumbled down before
I'm looking for something that I just can't find
I'm pretty sure I'm wasting my God damned time
I got knot twisted guts
Just a cramping up my insides
So many triggers to these demons of mine
Good Lord, it seems like every night
I'm like a moth to the flames
Of those flickering old bar lights
I'm just trying to drink away all of the hurt and pain
From all them long, hot, lonely summer nights
I don't know if me and the boys
Will ever get back in that van again
My brothers got themselves some real good jobs
And made shit loads of children
They both told me "Stu, you're crazy if you think we're ever going on tour again."
credits
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Lakota Sioux Vision Quest
My brother made a vow on a morphine drip
That he would shave his head if he lived through this
So hey Death, you gave it your best
But my bloods too hard, won't go out like this
Screaming "fuck the world, Biggie Smalls & God"
Crushing lines of dope out in the parking lot
You think you know but you don't know shit
You didn't come up the way we did
I remember all us kids were looking real nice
Watching Ma cry while we sat outside
Right before my cousin Clay's sentencing
For seven long years I never sent him no mail
But we kicked it one day out in that hot prison yard
He was chain smoking Reds while my Ma talked
I don't know why but we bet a six pack
On the Saints making the playoff or some shit like that
It's been twenty years since that day
I still love New Orleans but I don't trust pigs
It's been many years since that day
I'm still screaming "Who dat and fuck a pig!"
I was driving thru the desert in the Highway Junky
I had the radio loud and my twins kids
Screaming along in the back to some Paisa shit, no mamis guey
I had my girl up front with a smile on her lips
Cutting limes into quarters so them shits fit
Into an ice cold bottle of premium Mexican beer
I saw a vision of my future at the end of a wild drug binge
And when I'm feeling low down, sometimes I think about it again
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I don't know when it started
But I've always seemed to feel the teeth
Of something out there in the darkness
Sinking its fangs in me
I tend to feel a little better
Everytime I see the sun go down
I got my radio up, its I-15 North
RIght into the guts of town
I want to ride around my city tonight
Hammer down lanes erase the stress
That's been percolating in my mind
She said, "I don't mean to get all up in your business
But I really think you should slow down.
I ain't never seen a man that acts the way you do
That hasn't gotten buried into the ground"
Well I ain't never asked forgiveness
And I aint never said a prayer to your god
I am what I am and if it's more than you can stand
Girl, get to stepping out of my car
I want to ride around my city tonight
Hammer down lanes erase the stress
That's been percolating in my mind
A gas station off of Trop and Eastern
It's a Naked City Saturday night
Some get ahead and they get what they want
Them motherfuckers get handed it all
But we're the have nots and the outcasts
And those cards don't dealt to us
So we just ride
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Outro
00:13
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Mic Chipped Teeth
02:49
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Mic Chipped Teeth
Your boys been living it up
I got the scars to prove the stories are true
Tonight I'm sleeping in my car downtown
Just thinking of you
Since you left me, I've been a mess
I've been out of control
Most of the fellas won't pick up my calls
They're too afraid of where the night might go
I ain't lonely I'm just sick of wild catting around
Boring as fuck stumbling out of every bar in my hometown
Picking up them pretty young tattooed women
Chase them around the bars downtown telling lies
Trying to hide all of the fucked up shit
running through this head of mine
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