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Red
04:24
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There's a bad blood sky, dirty and red,
Four children missing, another three dead.
The tracks of the beast are clear in the mud,
They come from the depths of Watcher's Wood.
The hunter goes out, and never comes back,
The sun goes down, the sky goes black.
The beast is coming, don't go out alone,
Bolt your door and stay home.
Families die, the graves are filled,
Every full moon the beast has killed.
Husbands pray for children and wives,
And beg for a way to save their lives.
Red in tooth and red in claw,
Something's lurking outside your door.
Always hungry, wanting more.
Something's lurking outside your door.
A girl is chosen and left to die,
"To satisfy the beast!" they cry.
A red haired maiden is tied and bound,
Taken by the beast and never found.
If you're out alone, out at night,
There’s a chance you’ll see them by full moon light
A red haired girl, a girl who died
With the beast who’s walking by her side.
Crawl and creep
Hide and sneak
The candle burns
The handle turns
Crawl and creep
Hide and sneak
A moon light dream
A night to scream
Red in tooth, red in claw,
Something's lurking outside your door.
Always hungry, wanting more.
Something's lurking outside your door.
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There's flamenco in the hallway,
They're dancing up the stairs.
Girls take the boys to bed,
In triplets and in pairs.
There's dice down in the kitchen,
Rolling one and six.
While the fiddler and the lover,
They perform their party tricks.
They're singing in the garden,
Laughing everywhere.
Trading kisses for a smile,
With flowers in their hair.
The dancer on the table,
Kicks her legs up high.
The cupid in the corner,
She can't look her in the eye.
You will all be thrilled.
Through the days and the nights.
You will be loved.
In Tallulah's House of Delights.
There's a banquet in the bedroom,
So many things to taste.
You be sure to take your fill,
Let nothing go to waste.
They're drowning in the cellar,
In a flood of booze.
Where they say your inhibitions,
Are the only things to lose.
There's a couple in the wardrobe,
It rattles and it shakes.
Oh, they'd best be careful,
Or those doors are going to break.
The prophets and the poets,
Are rolling on the floor.
And kissing under mistletoe,
Hanging from the door.
You will all be thrilled.
Through the days and the nights.
You will be loved.
In Tallulah's House of Delights.
The mistress of the house,
She said it's all a dream,
That nothing in her world,
Is ever what it seems.
Leave expectation at the door,
Let fantasy take flight.
Give yourself away,
In the House of Delights.
There's an angel in the bathtub,
With wings of gilded gold.
Showing off his halo,
To everyone who wants a hold.
The magician's on his way,
His girlfriend's running late.
He pulled her out from a top hat,
And took her on a date.
There's a gargoyle on the roof,
He can take you for a ride.
Fly you off to the coast,
To see the morning tide.
It's the house that never was,
The house you'll never leave.
Where anything is possible,
If only you'd believe.
You will all be thrilled.
Through the days and the nights.
You will be loved.
In Tallulah's House of Delights.
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The Sun On Your Face
03:19
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My grandfather lies under white cotton sheets.
Through cloudy blue eyes he stared down at his feet.
He said he could feel the sun on his face.
But there's rain on the window, he's in some other place.
I can hear my soul, he says, tears in his eyes.
Such a beautiful thing, I will say no goodbyes.
Live out your life, follow your heart.
Say that each day is a brand new start.
Tell her you love her, be true to yourself.
Work for your passion and not for their wealth.
Go through the world with truth and with grace.
And remember the feel of the sun on your face.
I can hear my soul.
This is not goodbye.
He closes his eyes and breathes out his last.
I sit and I watch the rain slide down the glass.
Lost in the tide of a memory's embrace.
I remember the feel of the sun on my face.
My grandfather lay under white cotton sheets.
Through cloudy blue eyes he stared down at his feet.
He said he could feel the sun on his face.
But there's rain on the window, he's in some other place.
I can hear my soul.
This is not goodbye.
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4. |
'til Death Do Us Part
03:18
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I never said "I do"
You never said you wouldn't
So tell me now true
Oh, maybe we shouldn't.
Why can't you do right?
Well it's not that I couldn't
But things are quite tight
Does that mean we shouldn't?
Oh, now put it away
But you said that we would
I've been waiting all day
I don't think that we should
For richer, for poorer
For better, for worse
I'll love you forever
I'll love you forever
If I don't kill you first
You're such a bloody tease
Well maybe you could
Go and do as you please
You'd think that I would
Get out of my house
Don't think that I won't
And I'll never come back
Well see that you don't
Here's one last chance
That I won't be needing
I'm done with your dance
Well don't worry; I'm leaving!
For richer, for poorer
For better, for worse
I'll love you forever
I'll love you forever
If I don't kill you first
Now I’ve found someone new
Someone to treat me right
Much better than you
Well don’t think that I care
I’ve found someone too
Get out of my sight
You and me are through
How about one last kiss
Just for old time’s sake
Now you’re taking the past
When I’ve a new life to make
You get what you’re given
But all you do is take
For richer, for poorer
For better, for worse
I'll love you forever
I'll love you forever
If I don't kill you first
From scheming, to screaming
From head to the heart
The dying comes easy when
It's 'til death do us part
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5. |
The Circle
03:14
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Catch the devil by his tail
Pin him with an iron nail
Lie him in a box of wood
Share him out and drink his blood
He'll give you a bell that doesn't ring
And with it make the angels sing
Let it be... For it is done...
In a circle numbering a dozen and one.
Sing your song up to the moon
Take the baby from the womb
Lie him on a bed of wood
Bathe him in the devil's blood
He'll raise his voice but give no cry
He does not live and he will not die
Let it be... For it is done...
In a circle numbering a dozen and one.
Sing your song up to the moon
Lie down with the bride and groom
Give them rings of polished wood
Toast them with the devil's blood
In ivy wreath love has grown
Bound in blood they take the throne
Let it be... For it is done...
In a circle numbering a dozen and one.
Lo lo bird and beast
Servants of the mighty feast
Lo lo fade away
Rain and snow and break of day
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Hornswaggle UK
Born in the dusty cellar of a ramshackle pub, to the sounds of waves crashing and the smell of real ale, Hornswaggle emerge armed with a carnival of songs to delight and astound.
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