Disc 1 | ||||||
---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
1. |
| 2:06 | ||||
2. |
| 4:26 | ||||
Subways stumbling through the night
Flashing rows of neon lights People with no place to go Rushing madly to and frow A shrine where all the nameless robots Pay homage to their countrey idol Got to pass the time of day Between the canyon walls of stone and steel The misers count their gold And wish the world would spin the other way Silver mantles speak the shouting Talking loud but saying nothing Sounds of hungry children crying Drowned out by cannon firing As the giant with the passing face manipulates his toys And one by one they're trampled in the mud The high priest and his sacrificial counsel hold a meeting And demand another sacrifice of blood |
||||||
3. |
| 2:52 | ||||
4. |
| 4:50 | ||||
5. |
| 4:39 | ||||
6. |
| 5:50 | ||||
7. |
| 3:31 | ||||
8. |
| 3:43 | ||||
9. |
| 2:35 | ||||
10. |
| 3:28 | ||||
11. |
| 5:56 | ||||
12. |
| 4:20 | ||||
13. |
| 2:19 | ||||
14. |
| 7:10 | ||||
15. |
| 4:39 | ||||
I said shotgun shoot 'em 'fore he run now do the jerk baby do the jerk now.
(Hey). Put on your red dress and then you go down yonder. I said buy yourself a shotgun now, were gonna break it down baby now. We're gonna load it up baby now 'a then you shoot 'em 'fore he run now. I said shotgun shoot 'em 'fore he run now do the jerk baby do the jerk now. (Hey). I said shotgun shoot 'em 'fore he run now do the jerk baby do the jerk now. (Hey). I said Put on your high-heeled shoes. I said we're goin' down here and I listen to 'em play the blues. We're gonna dig potatoes, we're gonna pick tomatoes. I said shotgun shoot 'em 'fore he run now do the jerk baby do the jerk now. (Hey). ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By DEWALT, AUTRY <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
||||||
16. |
| 6:54 | ||||
17. |
| 5:21 | ||||