All tracks written by Raymond Watts, except track 1 written by Raymond Watts and Steve White
Raymond Watts – Vocals , .....
Steve White – guitar
Karl Hyde – guitar
Enrico Thomaso – trumpet
Recorded at Ranch Apocalypse
Alfa Records Inc.
__________Red Raw And Sore__________
Once more to the fire
Burn your fingers on your desire
Once more to the sun
Where your poison soul will twist within
Despair turns to despise
Your reality is fed by lies
You got your money
You got your cash
Feed your honey upon your trash
You got
your fist
Your fist in the fire
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
Your something sad
Something special
Your something sad
Something special
Your treated mean
Your stayin' keen
The moneys in
Your made of tin
Each carrot finds its feding hole
Work for your body
But your bodys sold
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
Your something sad
Something special
Your something sad
Something special
__________Rope (Remixed By Keith LeBlanc)__________
Don't you know what you could do for me
With one thin rope?
Don't you know what you could do for me
With one more stroke?
Don't you know what your heaving breath
Does for this burnt swelling flesh?
Don't you know how I feel with your
Fingers around my neck?
Pass me the rope
The burn is intense
I'm starting to choke
The yearning relents
Like a pig in a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped
Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat
There's a bloated germ in my belly
That yearns for one small slit
Therein this writhing sperm
This blow off in the grit
Pass me the rope
The burn is intense
I'm starting to choke
The yearning relents
Like a pig in a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped
Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat
Fair and fast the rope's all ready
I don't need no one to tell me nothing
I can take myself in my own good time
I met my maker when I met my mother
Not the seven bribes of Christ
Don't trespass on my patience baby
Your eyes are bigger than your belly
Like the letter of the law
Like the ulcerating sore
I'm sucking on the stick that stinks
Pass me the rope
Pass me the rope
The burn is intense
I'm starting to choke
The yearning relents
Like a pig in a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped
Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat
__________Blades (Remixed By KMFDM And Chris Shepard)__________
You hold my head, I cannot hurt
You touch my heart, I cannot bleed
You close my eyes and I can see
Caress my skin my sickness sleeps
My dreams are golden
My dreams are golden
She said "The leper sleeps tonight"
She said...
The greatest good for the greatest number
The greatest evil comes though they slumber
The greatest triumph proves the greatest blunder
Greatness dies but will still hunger
She strokes and tumbles into my vein
She gently turns the tide of shame
Steal to the city with no name
The scent of darkness smothers pain
My dreams are golden
My dreams are golden
She said "Your wounds will heal tonight"
She said...
The greatest good for the greatest number
From the greatest evil comes though they slumber
The greatest triumph proves the greatest blunder
Greatness dies but will still hunger
__________The Fountain Of Miracles (Remixed by Watts, Caffery & White)__________
With a temper like that
There's trouble to come
You'll have your eyes wide open
And your belly to the sun
With that attitude
There's trouble to come
You'll have your mouth wide open
And your best suit on
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
The last one hired
Is the first one fired
Everybody say "why?"
Everybody say "why?"
If we're late to break
Could be the last mistake
And everybody's gonna die
Everybody's gonna die
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
We need a fountain of miracles
A fountain of miracles
Give me a fountain of miracles
A fountain of miracles
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Rhapsody in rhythm
His loving hand is given
Rhapsody in rhythm
My dirty soul is smitten
Take your pity from the mount
Pick your misery from the mouth
The devil dances on an empty pocket
The eyeballs jumpin' outta them sockets
I feel the urge of suicide
We're on the verge of genocide
You're under my skin
Tell the next of kin
I'm under this gun
I'm under this knife
From the blackest rocks
Shines the brightest lights
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Shake me lord is there something
I should know?
Shake me lord is there something
I should know?
Shake me lord is there something
Shake me lord is there something
Shake me lord is there something
I should know?
We drink together
We stink together
We breed together
We bleed together
We swing together
We cling together
We work together
We hurt together
We mate together
We hate together
We break together
We fake together
We cry together
We lie together
We gain together
We stain together
We crawl together
We breed together
We brawl together
We bleed together
We make together
We steal together
We hail together
We squeal together
We fear together
We slay together
We love together
We prey together
Well I just want to hear you say
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
__________One Meatball__________
One meatball
Without the gravy
One meatball
Or nothing at all
One meatball
Without the gravy
One meatball
Or nothing at all
Oh fairest bullet
Of the bullet race
How sweet thou art
And what taste
Oh my sweet lard
I see you make haste
Your fists are looking full
And there's blood on your face
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
We belong toghether
Like bacon and ham
We belong together
Like fakin' and sham
Ol' daddy wolf
He does the cuttin'
Put a weasel in the coop
That devil left nuttin'
Break the bread
Bicker and braw
Stir don't shake- your my highball
I've wrung every drop
From the truth that comes out of me
Milked you dry on lies and dishonesty
There's a stain on the shine
A nail for each crime
Down home delicious
Honed down vicious
Vultures lying in wait with the guilt
By a hot wet river laden with silt
There's many a slip
Between cup and a lip
Down in the pig iron
With the shaven raven
Dragged kichin' and screamin' told
"You ain't worth savin'"
The light of this life
Is a stanley knife
I've bled myself dry
I'm my own parasite
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
My heroine is heartbreak
She made me sweat fule for my funeral pyre
A foul belle Shes fould mouthed
Fingered on the trigger
Trigger on the lip
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
If you get to heaven before I do make a little hole and pull me through
_ _ _
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Your fist in the fire
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
Your something sad
Something special
Your something sad
Something special
Your treated mean
Your stayin' keen
The moneys in
Your made of tin
Each carrot finds its feding hole
Work for your body
But your bodys sold
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
You got your fist
Your fist in the fire
Your something sad
Something special
Your something sad
Something special
__________Rope (Remixed By Keith LeBlanc)__________
Don't you know what you could do for me
With one thin rope?
Don't you know what you could do for me
With one more stroke?
Don't you know what your heaving breath
Does for this burnt swelling flesh?
Don't you know how I feel with your
Fingers around my neck?
Pass me the rope
The burn is intense
I'm starting to choke
The yearning relents
Like a pig in a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped
Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat
There's a bloated germ in my belly
That yearns for one small slit
Therein this writhing sperm
This blow off in the grit
Pass me the rope
The burn is intense
I'm starting to choke
The yearning relents
Like a pig in a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped
Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat
Fair and fast the rope's all ready
I don't need no one to tell me nothing
I can take myself in my own good time
I met my maker when I met my mother
Not the seven bribes of Christ
Don't trespass on my patience baby
Your eyes are bigger than your belly
Like the letter of the law
Like the ulcerating sore
I'm sucking on the stick that stinks
Pass me the rope
Pass me the rope
The burn is intense
I'm starting to choke
The yearning relents
Like a pig in a poke
I've hurt and I've hoped
Well I lie for the life of me
The bile's at the back of my throat
__________Blades (Remixed By KMFDM And Chris Shepard)__________
You hold my head, I cannot hurt
You touch my heart, I cannot bleed
You close my eyes and I can see
Caress my skin my sickness sleeps
My dreams are golden
My dreams are golden
She said "The leper sleeps tonight"
She said...
The greatest good for the greatest number
The greatest evil comes though they slumber
The greatest triumph proves the greatest blunder
Greatness dies but will still hunger
She strokes and tumbles into my vein
She gently turns the tide of shame
Steal to the city with no name
The scent of darkness smothers pain
My dreams are golden
My dreams are golden
She said "Your wounds will heal tonight"
She said...
The greatest good for the greatest number
From the greatest evil comes though they slumber
The greatest triumph proves the greatest blunder
Greatness dies but will still hunger
__________The Fountain Of Miracles (Remixed by Watts, Caffery & White)__________
With a temper like that
There's trouble to come
You'll have your eyes wide open
And your belly to the sun
With that attitude
There's trouble to come
You'll have your mouth wide open
And your best suit on
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
The last one hired
Is the first one fired
Everybody say "why?"
Everybody say "why?"
If we're late to break
Could be the last mistake
And everybody's gonna die
Everybody's gonna die
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
We need a fountain of miracles
A fountain of miracles
Give me a fountain of miracles
A fountain of miracles
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Rhapsody in rhythm
His loving hand is given
Rhapsody in rhythm
My dirty soul is smitten
Take your pity from the mount
Pick your misery from the mouth
The devil dances on an empty pocket
The eyeballs jumpin' outta them sockets
I feel the urge of suicide
We're on the verge of genocide
You're under my skin
Tell the next of kin
I'm under this gun
I'm under this knife
From the blackest rocks
Shines the brightest lights
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
Shake me lord is there something
I should know?
Shake me lord is there something
I should know?
Shake me lord is there something
Shake me lord is there something
Shake me lord is there something
I should know?
We drink together
We stink together
We breed together
We bleed together
We swing together
We cling together
We work together
We hurt together
We mate together
We hate together
We break together
We fake together
We cry together
We lie together
We gain together
We stain together
We crawl together
We breed together
We brawl together
We bleed together
We make together
We steal together
We hail together
We squeal together
We fear together
We slay together
We love together
We prey together
Well I just want to hear you say
Hey tell me lord
What should I know?
__________One Meatball__________
One meatball
Without the gravy
One meatball
Or nothing at all
One meatball
Without the gravy
One meatball
Or nothing at all
Oh fairest bullet
Of the bullet race
How sweet thou art
And what taste
Oh my sweet lard
I see you make haste
Your fists are looking full
And there's blood on your face
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
We belong toghether
Like bacon and ham
We belong together
Like fakin' and sham
Ol' daddy wolf
He does the cuttin'
Put a weasel in the coop
That devil left nuttin'
Break the bread
Bicker and braw
Stir don't shake- your my highball
I've wrung every drop
From the truth that comes out of me
Milked you dry on lies and dishonesty
There's a stain on the shine
A nail for each crime
Down home delicious
Honed down vicious
Vultures lying in wait with the guilt
By a hot wet river laden with silt
There's many a slip
Between cup and a lip
Down in the pig iron
With the shaven raven
Dragged kichin' and screamin' told
"You ain't worth savin'"
The light of this life
Is a stanley knife
I've bled myself dry
I'm my own parasite
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
My heroine is heartbreak
She made me sweat fule for my funeral pyre
A foul belle Shes fould mouthed
Fingered on the trigger
Trigger on the lip
Where's the bread?
Down the hall
You get no bread with one meatball
If you get to heaven before I do make a little hole and pull me through
_ _ _