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Stephen Crow Must Die

by Them Bird Things

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I walked into a strange cafe No one there's ever heard my name I go to the bar, have a seat Talk to that woman sitting next to me She ask me in a voice so low She ask me if I come in here alone She ask me nicely, "Can I buy you a drink?" You know I think she likes me that's what I think I think she likes me that's what I think She listens to every word I say I look at her, she don't look away I tell her that I’m gonna treat her right She asks me if I wanna play tonight She cross her legs, do no harm She lets her finger run on down my arm I asked her nicely, "Can I buy you a drink?" You know I think she likes me that's what I think I think she likes me that's what I think Some guy comes over, what does he think? Intruding on our private thing Man here's looking quite upset Wavin’ around with his gun like that She told me things about her life She never told me she was someone's wife Man with the gun says, "why'd you buy her a drink?" I said, "I think she likes me. That's what I think." I think she likes me that's what I think I think she likes me that's what I think I think she likes me that's what I think I, I, I think she likes me
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The Flying Dutchman and the King of Fu Introduced themselves with a ”how do you do?” Cause their mystic Buick was electric blue But that was the least of their worries There’s a house of stone And a house of sticks A house of straw And a house of bricks The stars in Orion’s belt shine And honk if you remember PT-109 And the hills that we once did climb Until the deluge was upon us Maggie McGill done struck her tent And Injun Joe left without paying rent And nobody knows where Huck went Especially Becky Thatcher The Devil and Captain Kidd did promenade Up and down the boardwalk with lemonade And out on Coney Island asked for First Aid Because no one knew the Heimlich Now if I had never seen the pig on the pole Or John Brown’s body out for a stroll I would have never knelt on a grassy knoll And reminded a nation of its suffering Instead I would head for bed And wake in the morning like the dead For fear that you had already read The daily byline declaring disaster
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I, Julius 03:47
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A darling of New York I made millions The Japanese loved me And so did the Brazilians By ten, I was a star By twelve, who gave a damn I spent my life as a nobody That's who I am Who am I? What's my name? Who am I Without fortune and fame Who am I? What’s my name? Who am I? Such a shame The days of wine and roses Were less than the sum Dad drank every dollar And Mum, she kept mum Who am I? What's my name? Who am I Without fortune and fame Who am I? What’s my name? Who am I? Such a shame Whatever happened to Baby Betty She got fan mail from Ty Cobb And John Paul Getty Then she lost her milk teeth Grew bosoms and oh oh Proud as a peacock And drunk as a lord I live by the bottle And die ignored Who am I? What's my name? Who am I Without fortune and fame Who am I? What’s my name? Who am I? Such a shame Whatever happened to Baby Betty She got fan mail from Ty Cobb And John Paul Getty Then she lost her milk teeth Grew bosoms and oh so sweaty
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Choke Chain 03:37
You got the choke chain on me, baby Walking me downtown I used to be a bad dog Now I barely don't get around You can take me Where you wanna take me You can make me What you wanna make me C'mon, pull a little harder, baby It's too tight, I can't breathe When you call, you can call me what you wanna call me Comin' 'round and you see me where you wanna see me I tell you something that I don't wanna tell you, baby Give me something that you don't wanna give me, maybe whoa, whoa, whoa, oh ho ho You got the choke chain on me, baby I picked it out for myself I used to think I was the top dog But that must have been somebody else You can hear me when you wanna hear me And I'll feel what you tell me, baby When you come across with the blue jeans on It's too tight, I can't breathe When you call, you can call me what you wanna call me Comin' 'round and you see me where you wanna see me I tell you something that I don't wanna tell you, baby Give me something that you don't wanna give me, maybe whoa, whoa, whoa, oh ho ho I put the choke chain on you, baby Now you'll see how it feels Used to think you were a big dog Ha, better get real You gonna stay Where I tell you to stay You gonna come When I tell you to come Cause I pull a little harder, baby So tight, how does it feel When I call, I can call you what I wanna call you Comin' 'round and I see you where I wanna see you Tell me something that you don't wanna tell me, baby Give you something that I don't wanna give you, maybe Turning arround and I take you when I wanna take you Do you see how it feels when I wanna make you whoa, whoa, whoa, oh ho ho
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I'm not the kind To come home Smelling like a brewery Or the sort to pawn all my jewelry Tomato and rye Here's mud in your eye I'm drunk again I'm not the type To come home Staggering like Texas Or the sort to drink 'n' dial my exes Wanna hear a joke Gimme rum and Coke I'm drunk again I'm not the girl Who comes home Feeling sorta lonely No, no, no, a virgin in name only Gin and juice I'm silly as a goose And drunk again I'm drunk again That's me I'm drunk again Can't you see I'm loaded I'm twisted I'm tight I'll be up all night Gonna drink a liver Gonna drown a river I'll sit on a stool Or lay in the gutter I'll act the fool And drink til I stutter I'm drunk again
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You broke my heart With the back of a hand Friday night fights Custer's Last Stand I was a ship In search of a wreck You were a noose In need of a neck Some sing, some dance We lack romance Boy, you make My heart beat in my pants A is for apple And B is for Beretta Love is just another Word for vendetta
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And my name is Barrymore Candace from the country store Like my mama and her mama before Spent summers screwing In the shadow of Mulatto Mountain Sometimes a Bradshaw boy Sometimes Terry Fountain And I wish I'd never been born Mama says mountain folk Shouldn't mourn Devil may care, but I don’t Jesus wept and I certainly won’t Mama used to sell a little ass Now it's just Oxy and grass I like me some of that black tar And riding round high in Terry's car Never knew my daddy, Billy Ray Man ain’t worth a pinch of dry owl shit Anyway And the mountain's calling, Though Mama's bawling Through the night I hear it calling, calling, calling, calling All the same And I wish I'd never been born Mama says mountain folk Shouldn't mourn Devil may care, but I don’t Jesus wept and I certainly won’t Now there's rumors of tumors But the doctor, he won't say When I ask mama looks away She says, get ready, Candace It’s a school day
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God is dead Yes, God is dead Said God is dead He retired to the coast Junior's in charge He fired the Holy Ghost Clothes make the man And crows fly south David slew Goliath And Moses had a big mouth Curiosity killed the cat But it had nine lives Bluebeard married nine times And killed all nine wives Slim Harpo sez There were all these people Slim Harpo sez Every single one Rave on, Long John Who were the asphalt angels Phantoms with filthy faces Who were the four Marx Brothers In a Day at the Races Who was Drummer Hoff Why did he break ranks Who was Clay Holliday Why did he rob banks Who was Leon Strange Why did he give thanks When Doctor Sax Boiled hippos in their tanks Slim Harpo sez There were all these people Slim Harpo sez Every single one Rave on, Long John
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Maybe I'm a number Maybe I'm a chief Maybe I'm a Cadillac Maybe I smoke spleef Maybe I'm a spot On the dying sun Right now I feel like Elvis, son Right now I feel like Elvis, son The knave you know, Devil you don't The stones you throw Mother Mercy won't Tie a knot At the end of a rope I feel like the Great White Hope I feel like the Great White Hope Maybe I’m a number Maybe I’m a cheat Maybe I'm a Coupe Deville Maybe I smoke speed Maybe I’m a spot On a dying sun Right now I feel like Elvis, son Right now I feel like Elvis, son The knave you know, Devil you don't The stones you throw Mother Mercy won't Tie a knot At the end of a rope I feel like the Great White Hope I feel like the Great White Hope Call me Calamity At your door A two bit gambler Or three dollar whore A muleskinner A gandy dancer A waterboy A Bengal lancer From Amazon To autobahn That was me That was me
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Let us speak Of the strong and weak Of flight and appetite And hawks that hunt Let us speak Of rabbits that shriek And blossoms of blood Flowering in the air Open up the sky We float A congress of assassins Ruled by passions And the politics of hunger Let us speak Of talon and beak Unfastening flesh From mortal mooring Open up the sky We float A congress of assassins Ruled by passions And the politics of hunger Let us speak Of the thrill and kill Hush and flush Of a covey of quail Let us speak Of the mighty and meek The slash and flash Of beating wing A bird of prey won't sing Let us speak Of that which we seek You fly or die On thermals of fear Open up the sky We float A congress of assassins Ruled by passions And the politics of hunger
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Green grow the apples Heavy hang the boughs Twas whitsuntide past When two swore vows And one may wonder why Stephen Crow must die One may wonder why Stephen Crow must die A child was made After a maid had lain Neath a wedded man And so was slain In spring the lark does sing And the rook takes wing In love a throne is set But a heart of stone Knows no regret Now I must tell you why Stephen Crow must die I must tell you why Stephen Crow must die Stephen Crow must die Stephen Crow must die For her unborn babe She begged and pled He scowled and sneered As he cut off her head In spring the lark does sing And the rook takes wing In love a throne is set But a heart of stone Knows no regret Now you know why Stephen Crow must die And you know why Stephen Crow must die I have drained the dregs Of this sour chalice In hopes hemlock will Drown this malice In spring the lark does sing And the rook takes wing In love a throne is set But a heart of stone Knows no regret Now you know why Stephen Crow must die And you know why Stephen Crow must die And so that is why I Stephen Crow must die
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Rainy Boy 03:55
Came home from the county fair With wind at my heels And rain in my hair All the leaves a-falling I said are you ready Two weeks I've been willing Tim bit the stitch of a lip As I cocked my hip Mister you took your time October's here No use a-waiting If you're angling, I'm baiting Rainy boy Went a-fishing Banners of birds Overheaded home Honking Rainy boy Took his pole To the fishing hole Landed an autumn trout That's what this is about Smoked some weed And paid no heed Kept to one another No longer sister No longer brother The tomboy died that day Died in the hay Childish things are best left behind Cause I don't really mind What they say
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Let Us Burn 02:35
I am haunted by fire And what it does I like to set it Why? Just because Why? Just because The way it dances And flickers The way it yearns Like a child A child squirms If I gave it a voice, oh The nightmare of my choice Would it harangue Or speak in slang Like a drunken fart Of a father Or further The needy clutches Of a nicotine-stained mother And her wet Jesus To please us Weeping in my ear You’re my man You’re my man You’re my man Flame will cleanse The detritus and Smoke billows like bronchitis So I say Let us burn Let us burn Let us burn
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Wife of Bath 04:08
A sweetheart of the rodeo The daughter of a clown I'm the wife of Bath If you hang me I drown Looking for Lewis & Clark I found Bonnie & Clyde Out for a lark in the park I saw Jekyll & Hyde Eenie, meanie, miney, moe What you reap is what you sow Boy, when you have a hammer It all looks like a nail When you marry a brown eyed woman You got a tiger by the tail Bet a buckle on a bobtail nag I just knew I would win it He came in dead last There's a sucker born every minute I carved a tombstone of my own With a giant icicle I took off for parts unknown On a big wheel bicycle Stranded in Reno Woke up in a jail Blood on both my hands I couldn’t go my bail Held a grudge against the judge Who called me a no good liar I wouldn’t piss on him If his piles were on fire

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released September 1, 2017

Produced by Will Shade. Recorded by Will Shade & Rami Helin. Mixed by Rami Helin. Mastered by Jürgen Hendlmeier. Them Bird Things are Salla Day, Affe Forsman, Tapani Varis & Julius Heikkilä.

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Formed in 2007, Them Bird Things celebrate their 10th anniversary by releasing their fifth album, "Stephen Crow Must Die"!

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